Jiumu raised his head and looked directly at his tall figure, she didn't understand, so she had to sigh: "It's not much for you, it's just that more than eight hundred years have already cost me my life, and I can't afford to pay for any more." ”

Ronin Xing looked down at the stone she was sitting on, took a few steps back, and said with a smile, "I heard that Jiangzhou now worships your dance that day as a god dance, and some people even worship the nameless dance god of the spring festival, what you say is really biased." ”

The god of dance?

Kugi's hand shook and almost slid to the ground, only to realize that it was not only herself who was moving, but the stone under her ass was also moving.

At this time, the wanderer took a few steps backwards, and only then did he see the words "Wangsheng Stone" written on the horns of the stone, and knew that it was time for someone to tie up with her.

"I've been here for decades, and I've never seen you like a little fairy with such long eyes!"

Jiumu hurriedly jumped up, watching Fang Cai's stone turn into an old man with a cane. She forgot that every grass and tree in this fairy world could be alive.

"Excuse me, old man."

Syllable! He hit her on the head with a stick and said sharply, "Old man, old man! I am the same age as Xu Ziliu, why don't I see you little fairies on weekdays, no matter what he calls an old man. ”

Jiumu muttered, no matter how old Xu Ziliu is, at least his skin is a teenager, besides, who dares to call him an old man, wouldn't he have to write a thousand words on the document that others can't understand to scold people?

She suddenly remembered that the Heavenly Immortal Stone should only be the Wangsheng Stone, and suddenly sweated on her forehead.

Wangsheng stone is a stone, thousands of years ago the chaos of the four countries, originally countless small countries, and it is one of the countries in the prince and young master of the courtyard in the paving stone.

The young master lived a long life, and tried his best to teach the two princes to become talents, and he was over 100 years old when he died. And Wangshengshi endured humiliation and was trampled on day by day, often listening to the young master's preaching and enlightenment, and slowly became spiritual.

More than ten meters of paths, thousands of stones, only he has become a heavenly immortal stone for the first time.

I heard that he was well-versed in the past.,Jiumu has always wanted to visit him.,I didn't expect to sit on his head with long eyes today.。。。

Jiumu suddenly hugged his hands and bowed deeply, and he almost knelt down to plead guilty, and said in a panic: "Childe is full of aura, but I am blind and offend Childe." ”

The old man smiled embarrassedly, this sentence was sweet to the ear, it was really comfortable. He put his hand behind his back and said, "That's it, I woke up from a big dream, and I don't care about you." ”

Jiu Mu Fang was about to ask why Wangsheng Shi was lying in the garden behind Changping Hall to recuperate, when a long sound suddenly came from behind him, and it seemed that they had talked about good things.

She bowed respectfully to the rogue and tried to leave, but before she could take a step, the old man hooked his arm with a cane.

He squinted for a while and said, "Xiaoxian has something terrible on him." ”

"Huh?"

The old man raised his face, stroked his beard and said arrogantly: "Not today, you are here to visit Si Liang, and I will come to see the old man another day, and I will tell you again." ”

Jiumu couldn't wait for this, so he agreed to run to Changping Palace. She ran into a white wind, bumped into someone as she stepped through the door, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Breaking into her drooping eyes was the hem of a blue dress with wave stripes, followed by a man's deep voice. "Don't worry."

Kugi glanced up.

I saw that the man looked to be about twenty-five or sixteen years old, his long hair was tightly and carefully tied up and tied by a silver crown, and a pair of pale blue eyes were hidden under the eyelashes like a waterfall.

He held his heart that was hit, and the clothes that gradually turned into white waves were pressed out of a few shallow folds, and he repeated indifferently, "Don't worry." ”

Jiumu was stunned, isn't this person also Ziming?

She hurriedly took a few steps back, made way for him to stand on the side, and was quite jealous of his momentum.

Yi Ziming put his back hand, took two steps outward, and then stopped and looked down at her, "You are Jiumu." ”

She looked directly into that gaze, straightened up, and said, "Yes." ”

"Fortunately." After that, he threw down his sleeves and led the immortal official indifferently, and left without replying.

Jiumu was a little confused by this sentence "lucky meeting". The age of the water god is not too high compared to its main god, and it is basically similar to Si Liang, but it really looks like a strict master.

The goosebumps that came late caused people to be furious, she hurriedly fled into the Changping Palace, and from a distance, Si Liang was sitting on the main seat and talking to the wanderer, just glanced at Jiumu, and continued to follow him and say something slowly.

Kugi always felt that his face was not very good, and under the slight paleness, he was more majestic than usual, as if he had tried his best to be approachable before. Looking at Fang Cai Yiziming's appearance, these two should not seem to have argued.

Si Liang saw that he was usually rude, and he was standing in the distance with his hands and feet.

The two fingers of his knees were slightly raised, interrupting the rambling of the wanderer's talk, and said impatiently to Jiumu, "Don't be an eyesore there. ”

Seeing that Jiumu was still stunned, the little immortal official Ming lowered his head and walked up to her and gritted his teeth and said, "Come and take a seat, Xianjun is in a bad mood today, be careful when you speak." ”

Wanderer Xing looked at Si Liang's permission, and he was not pretentious, so he hurriedly said without waiting for her to sit down: "In short, this matter is over, but there is one less force, do you want to find a place on the list that can't be put on the table to make up for him?" ”

The corners of Si Liang's mouth drooped, and a pair of sharp eyebrows seemed to be quite irritated about this matter, and immediately replied: "This matter has been told by this Jun to Tiancheng a long time ago, and none of the things on the list are reliable. ”

"No, the demons can't be trusted."

Rogue Xing clenched his fists and said with a solemn face: "But you can't let the power grow and be difficult to control. ”

The figure on the main seat leaned back, put down the big hat, and said in a slow tone: "What this monarch said is not to rely on demons and ghosts, but he did not say that he does not rely on others. After that, he deliberately pouted his eyes and eavesdropped on his chin, and said word by word: "Pick a credible one." ”

Rogue Xing's gaze fell on Jiumu, and he lowered his head with some hesitation to look at his toes.

Is this the one he wants to support himself? But Jiu Mu is a miscellaneous god, and if she wants to deal with the complicated power relationship in Jiangzhou, she is really worried about her reckless nature. Si Liang has said everything about this, and it's no fun to pretend that he doesn't understand.

The wanderer bowed and said, "Xianjun thinks far, and will discuss with the general carefully in the next return, and then make a decision." ”

Si Liang didn't know that everything was carried off the shoulders of the wanderer, so he politely stood up and nodded his head and said, "Be quick." ”

After the wanderer walked away, Jiumu scratched his head, and he understood a little from the conversation that it was a matter of Jiangzhou, and it was not easy for them to interfere in the problem between them.

Si Liang was the first to ask, "Why did you follow him?" ”

Kugi sat up straight, "I met halfway." ”

"Tell me, what's the matter?" His face, which had been shutting down, finally relaxed, and he slowly walked down the steps to look out the window at the garden in the distance.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask you whose sword it is."

"Mine."

"Your?!" Wasn't that what he made out of ashes? As he spoke, Jiumu probed the sword in front of him with one hand, and said, "This sword is too valuable, I can't afford it." ”