Changliang silkworm, always a female and a male together, the male silkworm body is hot, the female silkworm body is cold, the two are often inseparable, life and death at the same time.

Spit out silk only once in his life, and die of silk.

The silk of the two is mixed and entangled, and it becomes Changliang silk. The cloth woven with cool silk and the clothes made are warm in winter and cool in summer.

Changliang silkworms are rare, and Changliang silk is even more rare.

Only a trace of the family will breed. Most of them are owned by immortal cultivators, and a small part of them are revealed and controlled by the powerful among mortals.

Wenyun's identity is either rich or expensive.

And the spiritual root of Wenyun is very good, and it is most likely to come from a family of cultivating immortals.

The similar silver thread used in the embroidery pattern on the cloth is ordinary, but the embroidery needles are meticulous, the skills are exquisite, and the double-sided embroidery and charm are all there, which is also unusual.

Starting from the two, a lot of clues and evidence can certainly be found.

Hu Sheng praised, "Sure enough, the family is different, this piece of cloth, you can see so many doorways." ”

"Xiaoyun, how about I take this piece of cloth first?"

"Absolutely. ”

Li Chidui put the cloth into the storage bracelet and secretly remembered this matter in his heart.

The matter of finding relatives was just finished, and in the martial arts arena, Hu Chi Suxu said that the sound of the rules of the martial arts arena was also just finished.

"Now, let us welcome the two Fighting Monks to the field with a round of applause. ”

In the field, two small exits, one left and one right, came up.

The person on the left, wearing a white gray casual shirt and a pair of beige trousers, walked lazily forward with one hand in his pocket.

The smile is charming and flamboyant, waving to greet everyone from time to time, on the field, like a fish in water, there is no cramped color.

The man on the right, about 1.9 meters tall, dressed in black, simply wore a black shirt and black jeans, and he showed his style.

A pair of pure black masks cover the mouth and nose, revealing only a pair of narrow eyes, charming and charming.

The moment Wen Yun saw Wen Lan, he couldn't help but help his forehead.

After entering the town of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, Wen Yun let Wen Lan out and let him play freely.

Who knows, it's played in the martial arts arena.

also happened to be right with Song Chang.

The innocent and innocent Wen Lan will not be curious about this kind of place, let alone think of fighting with others, all these actions must be inseparable from the instigation of Xiao Heidou.

Little Black Bean: "The master is wise and martial, and nothing can escape the master's eyes." Who let him have a crooked idea today, which made the master lose his ugliness, I asked Xiaolan to teach him a lesson and help the master get angry. ”

Wen Yun: "To put it high-soundingly, I think you just want to see the excitement, it's not a big deal." ”

Little Black Bean: "(▽) It's good that the master knows it in his heart, don't say it, Bean is shy." ”

After Hu Sheng and Li Chidui saw Wen Lan clearly, they were also shocked.

Hu Sheng touched his head, "This cutest little ant, how do I think I've seen it anywhere?"

Li Chiwan glanced at Wen Yun lightly and did not speak.

Those eyebrows and eyes are very similar to him. Moreover, Xiaoyun knows this person.

"Ahh ”

"I really made a lot of money today! ”

"That little brother who wears a mask, can't he take the mask off? Those eyes are so beautiful. ”

The women in the field screamed wildly.

Song Changyou looked at Wen Lan with a mask on the other side and was stunned, "Twilight, no, who are you?"

The eyes that were exposed were very similar to Li Chidui, but the light in his eyes was not the familiar look of Song Changyou.

There was a smile in the eyes of the person on the other side, and excitement to try it.

When will Li Chidu, who has always been unfazed, have this kind of brilliance in his eyes?

And the height of the two does not match.

This person is a few points higher than Li Chidu.

"I'll tell you if I win. Wen Lan smiled and bent her eyebrows.

Song Changyou raised his interest and snapped his fists.

From childhood to adulthood, he was bullied by Li Chidu, and he never won a battle.

Can't beat Li Chidui, he is dignified with a ten-layer appearance, and can't win against a ninth-layer little white face?

He was about to beat a person like Li Chidui to the ground, and he was a little excited when he thought about it!

"Audience friends, the game is about to start, you still have one last minute to place your bets, please seize the last chance.

In this case, is it our 'water delivery professional' victory, or is the 'cutest little ant' more skilled? ”

Hu Chisu stepped on the fairy sword and rose into the sky above the arena, turning into a streamer and fled.

There is a huge screen hanging above the martial arts arena, which broadcasts the situation of the martial arts arena live, so that the audience sitting in the distance can also see it clearly through the screen.

Song Chang waved his right hand at will, and five large fireballs gathered around him before they condensed into the size of a fist and flew out.

Wen Lan jumped in the air and easily dodged,

Song Changyou is tentatively probing his hand, wanting to find out the depth of the other party.

He didn't know Wen Lan's spiritual root type or the tricks he knew.

didn't know that Wen Lan knew everything about him.

Wen Lan adopted the strategy of hand-to-hand combat, and flew closer to Song Changyou, wanting to close the distance.

Where is Song Changyou willing to let him succeed, the small fireballs continue to rub out, attacking Wen Lan in all directions, and wherever the fireballs go, it is the only way for Wen Lan to go.

If Wen Lan doesn't dodge, he will be hit by a fireball.

As a last resort, Wen Lan jumped left and right, and even turned around.

was blocked by a fireball, and the distance between the two was not far or close.

Wen Lan could not get close to Song Changyou, and Song Changyou's fireball could not hit Chinese Blue, and the two temporarily fell into a stalemate.

Hu Sheng watched it with relish, commented from time to time, and smacked his mouth, "You two say, which of them will win?"

Li Chiwan shook his head, "At present, it is evenly matched, and I can't see it." ”

"The cutest little ant, he will win. Wen Yun said it categorically.

The two were puzzled, but Wenyun didn't mean to explain, and continued to watch the game with a smile.

Wen Lan was transformed into an ant, and his carapace was not something that a monk of the same class could break through.

If the spell wants to cause damage to his body, it must be at least above the foundation.

Song Changyou's small fireball smashed on Wen Yun's body, that is, it was not painful or itchy, and it was an itchy existence.

The same is true for physical cultivation, the body is too strong, and the spells of the same level of law cultivation cannot cause harm to them, so they are naturally afraid of facing them.

This is also the reason why Hu Sheng, in the alliance, almost no one wants to fight against him.

It's too difficult, too hard to fight, and it's self-inflicted.

Wen Lan is now dodging Song Changyou's small fireball in every possible way, naturally he doesn't want to expose this characteristic yet, or he is teasing Song Changyou to play, waiting for Song Changyou's spiritual power to be exhausted before making a move.

Wen Lan's judgment is not good, but he has the innate intuition of an animal to perceive danger. Every time the fireball hit, Wen Lan was able to dodge it first.