When he saw the face of the yellow flower girl, he didn't know if it was her face, and when he saw her body, Thirteen Lang preferred to ignore it.

The body expands, the body contracts, the body is illusory, the body is solid, and the yellow flower is just a layer of "clothes", drilling out a new woman.

A girl who is innocent to immature, clever to insidious, lively to jump, and has a little lust in her eyes.

It is difficult to describe in words, but in one sentence: the yellow flower girl sheds a layer of skin, and it is a skin that will turn into soot.

The hat is still the hat, the veil is still the veil, the naked body is less than four feet, the face is petite and tender, and the embroidered shoes are still worn under the feet.

"What the hell!"

Rao is Thirteen Lang is "well-informed", and at this time he was also shocked by a prickly heat, especially when he found that the breath released by the naked body of the smaller one was even more powerful than before, the momentum of the forward pounce suddenly stopped, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Don't say you can't bear it, if this chick beats for a while, if she loses her skin for a while, what will Zuihou become? If she fights more and more......

"I hate it, people aren't things!"

With a hint of shame on her face, as well as joy from the heart, the little girl twisted a few times, and a layer of "black" robe automatically appeared on her body...... Well, the reason why I say one layer is because the robe is obviously closer to the body than just now, and the black one is not so pure, it seems to be transparent, and it seems to have changed into some other color.

"Huh, the shoes are a bit big. The yellow flower girl's body was one size smaller, and her feet were also reduced, and when she stomped her feet, the pair of big red embroidered shoes were folded away, which was actually a superb magic weapon that could be transformed with her body.

Needless to ask, the same goes for the hat veil. The yellow flower girl is a treasure, which is enough to shame the self-proclaimed rich Thirteen Lang.

"Extralegal incarnation!"

Thirteen Lang didn't have the heart to envy her Duobao, and opened his mouth to exclaim, he thought to himself, no, how could he meet that kind of old monster here.

The magic of the monk's Taoism is not only to kill people, live long, seize treasures, and alchemy, but also to cultivate clones, and clones can not only exist independently. It can also be combined with the original to increase its power, and if necessary, it can even abandon the doppelganger to save the life of the deity, which is a bit of a reptile with a broken tail to escape.

Huang Huanu said that she was broken up, and her body was indeed reborn, according to Thirteen Lang's thoughts, this must have been due to the fact that the clone that was stacked with Ben Zheng was broken and could not be supported, and compared to it, the shirt condensed by pure magic became secondary, which is not surprising.

People who can cultivate clones are all powerful, powerful, and super-powerful. It's all because the cultivation of ordinary doppelgangers is only about thirty percent of the deity, and it's useless at all.

Leaving aside the difficulty of choosing a clone, what can you do with spending a lot of energy and resources to cultivate such a clone? Tricks or running errands to deliver letters?

It's not that the extra-incarnation is not powerful, on the contrary, because of this, it is only the monks who have cultivated the clone that are frightening, and none of the monks that Thirteen Lang has come into contact with so far will make this choice.

The foreign monk is so powerful? Just jump out and have a clone in the infancy stage? It's just that the weishenme clone is gone. Is the Buddha-figure cultivation stronger? It's a bit unreasonable.

If you have to explain, it's not that you can't find a reason. That is, the newborn chick in front of him is still a clone, as for the deity of the family, maybe in the military camp, maybe thousands of miles away, maybe even in the Puri Star Field, no one knows.

Thirteen Lang speculated. The little yellow flower girl couldn't stop laughing and laughing, wantonly mocking his boredom.

"What kind of extralegal incarnation, people are not so old. ”

This is the truth, if you can cultivate a doppelganger in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, its deity is at least a great monk or above. Even higher, to put it as an old monster, it's not too much at all.

Raising her hand to straighten out the veil, the yellow flower girl cleaned up, stretched out her fingers as pink as a baby and pointed at Thirteen Lang's nose from afar, her tone and expression were serious, and she announced three major events in a row.

"First of all, I want to be you, because you helped me get through this level. ”

Thirteen's face was inexplicable, from the tips of his hair to his toenails.

"Then, I need to consolidate the realm now, and I will leave you alone for the time being. ”

Thirteen Lang let out a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that it was good to dare to have at least one less great enemy, even if it was only temporary.

"zuihou, although you didn't beat me, but you helped me so much, the person is not bad, the appearance is not too ugly, and the body is quite strong, especially the yang energy is relatively heavy, which is very suitable for my taste, so ......"

Listing a number of advantages of Thirteen Lang in a row, the yellow flower girl thought about it seriously, and said crisply: "So I decided, from today on, you will be my person!"

Thirteen Lang was dumbfounded.

The yellow flower girl did not ask for his opinion at all, her hands were sealed into a lotus shape, although she could not see the face, but she could feel a solemn meaning, and a layer of blurred light flashed above and below her body, which was mysterious and sacred.

Thirteen Lang became nervous, busy concentrating on guard, wondering if she should go up and attack, or wait for her to be comfortable and make a big move? But she had already said that she would no longer be an enemy of herself, and if she made another move, would it bring any serious consequences?

Thinking like this, the yellow flower girl seemed to be ready, her fingers trembled slightly, her ten fingers slowly opened, and her cherry lips opened slightly and spit out lightly towards her palm, blowing out a flower.

A weak, light, bright, intoxicating and even distressing little yellow flower.

After blowing out this breath, the yellow flower girl seemed to have spent a lot of energy, her body shook slightly, and she actually had some unsteady standing taste.

"After receiving my natal flower, you are my person. The goddess of yellow flowers was satisfied, and said with relief and comfort.

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The yellow flowers fluttered in, and Thirteen Lang's eyes were fierce.

Staring at the slowly floating flower, he was like a great enemy.

The yellow flower is soft and weak, the coercion released is pitiful, the posture is like a baby in the arms of its parents, the green leaves are swaying in the branches, and it is like the spring equinox blowing open the wicker, and the snow reflects the white lotus, indescribable softness, endless love and joy.

Trembling, trembling again, finding direction, looking for breath......

Sudden acceleration!

"Holy!"

Thirteen Lang shouted angrily, sealed the wind whirlpool with his left hand and his right hand, the arc jumped, the fire snake danced, and his body retreated away like lightning, and all kinds of means were magical. Just to stop the young yellow flower that doesn't know what spell it is.

It didn't work.

It can't be sealed, it can't be blocked, it can't be extinguished, it can't be hidden, it can't escape, no matter what means he uses, the yellow flower is still the yellow flower. Flying in front of Thirteen Lang at an extremely fast speed, he shot straight into his eyebrows.

"Giggles, young master, don't be so afraid, okay, people have no ill will towards you. ”

The yellow flower girl was so happy, her little body leaned forward and back, poked her fingers and smiled: "Don't hide, you are my person, from the family." ”

"From your uncle, set!"

Critical moment. Thirteen Lang's ruthless temperament attacked, the word was decided, the red mangs all over his body were blooming, his left hand turned silver and his right palm was pitch black, like two sides of the fan closed towards the middle.

The demon sucking spirit shot at the same time, no matter what the flower was, no matter what the idea of the yellow flower girl hit, Thirteen Lang had done his best.

His heart was filled with chagrin. At the same time, with a hint of fear, he secretly thought that he should really listen to Jin Wu's words and cultivate the fire path well. If you can cultivate the fire of destroying the world, why not be afraid of this kind of supernatural power that I still don't know what it is.

How can the fire of destroying the world be so easy to repair, regret is obviously useless, Thirteen Lang can only hope that his zuihou's hole cards can work, and extinguish this many demon flowers.

"Smack!" There was a soft sound, and the yellow flower paused slightly. The two palms struck together, and Thirteen Lang's heart ached.

The child knocked over his favorite toy, the girl wept at the falling flowers, the sage faced the devastated creatures, and the monk rushed to the pass.

Heartache. Remorse, pity, compassion, all of them are uncomfortable, all of them reach the extreme.

At that moment, Thirteen Lang suddenly had the urge to cry, as if he had done something terrible and could no longer be undone.

"What's so good about my uncle, really, ah!" The yellow flower girl was angry, and suddenly sat on the ground with one butt, stroking her forehead with one hand and holding her heart with the other, trembling all over.

Like a thunderbolt!

A purely subconscious, instinctive, and completely thoughtless reaction, Thirteen Lang's palms were slightly loose.

A ray of yellow light flew out from his palm, turning into a small remnant flower with only half of the petals left, and shot into the center of Shisanlang's eyebrows.

"Fuck!" Thirteen Lang shouted angrily, scolding himself in his heart for not knowing the severity and deserving of a thousand cuts.

"What kind of exercise is this, it's so powerful!"

The yellow flower girl loves to sit up timidly, her voice is so soft that it can't be softer, it's so weak that it can't be weaker, and it's so aggrieved that she can't be wronged anymore.

"Fate is connected, soul is connected, husband, you are my person. ”

Her breath was dying, obviously dying, but her mouth was still nagging non-stop, and she said seriously: "Since it is my person, we must abide by the rules, I will listen to you in the future, I can do whatever you want, but there is one thing, you can no longer touch other women, and I will not allow other women to touch you, not a finger." ”

"If someone is disobedient, I will kill her, and if you are disobedient......"

"Listen to your sister!"

Thirteen Lang was angry, his body jumped up like a dragon, and he pounced on it. I don't know what to think, he urged in his heart, woke up the sleeping soul of Thirteen Niang, and asked, "Show me, what kind of monster is this woman, more powerful than a fox!"

"What do you mean to be more powerful than a fox?" Thirteen Niang was not too sober, and responded in a daze, obviously a little unconvinced.

"Sort of, I can't tell for a while...... I was shot by a yellow flower of her who didn't know what to do, and I was ......"

"What's wrong?" Thirteen Niang heard that Thirteen Lang was a little abnormal, and asked.

"I can't do it...... Kill her!"

"There is such a thing? Mei Gong does have a similar effect, but I have tried it on you a long time ago...... It's useless!"

Thirteen Niang was shocked, and swept towards the yellow flower girl with the help of Thirteen Lang's divine thoughts, and said, "Mei Gong is better than me...... This is...... She's a virgin!"

"What...... What?" Thirteen Lang opened his mouth wide, and his body just stiffened in front of the Yellow Flower Girl, as if he had been immobilized by Leng Yulian with eight immobilization techniques.

"There is no doubt that I am the authority in this regard; she is a virgin, a virgin of pure yin body...... How is this possible?"

Thirteen Niang smiled bitterly again and again, no less than Thirteen Lang's shock, and said silently to herself: "The body of pure yin, you can still keep Yuan Yin without losing, how hard it is...... How ruthless!"

Thirteen Lang didn't know what to say, he knew that Thirteen Niang was right, she was indeed an authority in this regard, there was no doubt about it.

"My sister, isn't that still me?" Huang Huanu was wondering about Thirteen Lang's words, her expression suddenly changed, and she shouted in a sharp voice.

"You...... You, you, you, you...... You have a woman in you!"

Thirteen Lang looked at her blankly, his eyes innocent.

The yellow flower girl cried bitterly, waved her two little hands indiscriminately, and shouted: "Don't pretend, she...... She, she, she, she...... She's a fox...... Vixen!"

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Word!

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...... (To be continued.) )