Wang Quanquan stretched out his hand, and the black mist in the distance immediately poured into his body, and as the black mist entered his body, he seemed to have suffered a great deal of pain, and his expression gradually became hideous.

At last, Wang Quanquan's hair turned white little by little from the roots, and he said to himself with a wicked smile:

"Strength, I feel power."

Yang Dingchun suddenly felt bad, his face turned slightly pale and said, "Ziying, you are sober." ”

Hearing this, the man suddenly turned his head, frightened the woman for a moment, he approached the other party step by step, raised his chin slightly and said:

"I've never been so sober, what Immortal Emperor? What Yang Huang? They're all going to end up on their knees at my feet! ”

Wang Quanquan's tone was crazy, Yang Dingchun's heart gradually changed from worry to fear, the man stared at her in a daze, and after a while, his demeanor suddenly changed, and he smiled:

"Just kidding, look at what scares you."

The woman's pretty face immediately became gloomy.

Wang Quanquan touched his hair and said to himself:

"This is the world of consciousness, only you can't think of it, you can't do it without me, I can even turn this thing green."

As he spoke, the silver threads on his head quickly turned green, and even faintly glowed, and the woman saw that he was not doing right, so she said coldly:

"If you want to play, go back and play by yourself."

"Stingy."

Wang Quanquan muttered dissatisfied, closed his eyes, tried for a long time, and finally said embarrassedly:

"Oh no, I can't seem to go back, I really didn't lie to you this time."

"What's going on?"

"Maybe it's too far away, you have to go out and help me find it, and then put your hand on your forehead."

The woman nodded, and her figure gradually dissipated.

……

Outside, Yang Dingchun, who was still fighting with Lifang Taibai, suddenly stopped, his eyes were scattered, and the purple thunder that blocked the world around him quickly dissipated, and the remaining two fierce gods also sensed something, no longer fighting, waved back the opponent with weapons, opened the spatial crack and retreated.

Lifang Taibai's suppressed cultivation climbed rapidly, guessed that it was successful, nodded to the two in the distance, Yang Jie's face was excited, and he pinched a law, Yang Fu's body turned into aura again, and a golden soul precipitated out of it, and went straight to Wang Yijing, who fainted below.

After a while, Yang Dingchun's eyes were glowing, and he didn't care about his father who flew over, so he first looked around and found the body of the king.

The woman saw half of them in the peach forest, flew forward and leaned down, and was about to press her palm to the other party's forehead, when she suddenly hesitated again, and her right hand hung in the air and failed to fall.

If he really lets that guy go back, he will inevitably return to other women, and the two of them will be difficult to see in the future, the princess of the royal family, who has suffered from gains and losses because of a man...

After a long time, the woman came back to her senses, looked around, and saw that everyone's eyes were on her, she blushed, and finally pressed her hand down.

A warm current flowed into the other party's body through the palm of her hand, and the woman only felt that something important was missing, she stood up, lowered her head to prevent others from seeing her expression, and walked back step by step.

Wang Yijing below also woke up at this time, got up with a little doubt, and tried to remember everything that happened just now, Yang Dingjun stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said sincerely:

"Ancestor, it's hard work."

"What did I do?"

The young man raised his head and found that his grandfather was floating in the peach forest, thinking that the other party was braided, so he hurriedly flew into the air regardless of the doubts in his heart, and when he landed, he already had a handful of snot and tears.

"Grandpa, can't you just ...... Ay? ”

As soon as he was half crying, he saw the old man looking at him calmly with his eyes open, and Wang Yijing immediately said with joy on his face:

"Grandpa, you're not dead?"

"I'm fine, but my butt hurts a little."

Wang Yijing looked at the branch not far away and said:

"No, your ass is hanging from a tree."

"Huh?"

The king raised his head with great effort, and really, I don't know which one lacks virtue to hang his lower body on the branch.

"Grandpa, if you have any last words, just say it quickly." The young man's slightly crying voice sounded next to him again.

"Don't cry, help me get my ass off."

……

After about a stick of incense, Wang Quanquan rubbed his waist and returned to the Yang Palace, muttering as he walked:

"It's weird, I didn't pretend to be wrong, why do I always feel that something is wrong?"

"Grandpa, could it be that you leaked the sewer?"

"Get out of the way, that's called internal organs, but it's really possible when you say it."

Wang Quanquan used his spiritual power to travel the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and after clearing some blockages, it was really smooth, and his clothes must be wasted, so he simply changed his body powder, thinking about walking around in front of Yao Hong, and was stopped by Yang Dingchun just a few steps.

"I have something to say to you." The woman bowed her head.

"Senior sister, I won't say it all, let's both..."

"It's business."

The woman interrupted him and flew off into the distance, but Wang Quanquan shrugged helplessly and followed alone.

The two walked farther and farther, until they flew out of nearly a hundred miles, the woman stopped her figure, and Wang Quanquan stood behind in a daze, not knowing what she wanted to do.

Yang Dingchun turned around, looked straight at the man and said:

"You're very good, this time it's this seat that has lost your eyes."

Wang Quanquan chuckled in his heart, and said with a forced smile:

"Senior sister, don't make trouble, senior brother really shouldn't have scared you just now, I apologize to you."

The woman slowly approached, looked directly into her eyes and said:

"You don't really think that little trick can kill this one, do you?"

Seeing the other party's eyes, Wang Quanquan was sure that it was not Yang Dingchun who was speaking, and that Nizi couldn't afford this acting skills.

The black mist on the tip of his right finger was faintly swirling, and he said quietly:

"If you don't leave her body, I'll kill you again."

"This seat has not asked about the world for ten thousand years, and it is really underestimated, and a god-transforming monk dares to threaten me."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them shot at the same time, and with just one move, Wang Quanquan was bound by the purple electric cage.

"Your spirit is very interesting, I want to take it back and study it well."

Yang Dingchun grabbed the cage in the air, opened a spatial crack with his left hand, and the two figures submerged into it.

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In the depths of the firmament, a blue-green mixed star.

It is adjacent to a luminous star, neither cold nor hot, and gives people a comfortable feeling all year round.

Mountains, rivers, plains, and depressions are distributed on the stars, wild beasts leap in the forest, mountain streams and waterfalls roar, and the plains are endless, and there are no natural disasters and ground hazards, no poisonous insects and beasts...... It is so livable that it seems to have been specially arranged.

The stars are not large in size, but they are completely enough for a large tribe to live, and this place is indeed artificially arranged, more than a hundred years ago, a strong soul powerhouse spent the last decades of his life, moving from the south, south, north, and west to various terrains and patchwork them together.

Women are probably like this, it is clear that it is good to find a suitable star to wrap around, and it is necessary to spend energy and work hard to create a livable place.

Although it is more than a little troublesome, the people have lived here for a hundred years, and the environment is still pleasant, and if it is maintained properly, there will be no need for generations to come.

This is the Gu Clan, it is no longer appropriate to continue to call this name now, the previous Gu Mother has been sleeping for a long time after handling the relocation of the clan, and in the past hundred years, the Gu masters in the clan have also died one after another.

There are only two Gu masters left in the entire tribe now, one is the current Gu Mother Miao Ling, and the other is named Miao Ye'er.

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(End of chapter)