Lu Ziqian couldn't have imagined that in one day, he would be able to see this fairy twice!

The long needle in his hand was still on the side of his shirt, the fine stitches were beautifully connected in a straight line, and by the warm light outside the window, his head was tilted downward, his mouth was biting towards the black lead, and his eyes were facing a pair of clear eyes.

The eyes looked at him with a touch of surprise, incredulity, pity, and sympathy.

When he made a move, Lu Ziqian's neck was connected to the roots of his ears, and the skin that exposed his clothes were all red like burning clouds in the sky.

"Fairy, fairy!!" Lu Ziqian fell off the wooden chair and fell to the ground.

The sound of flesh colliding with the ground woke up the startled Yao Ranran, and she broke through the window and dragged Lu Ziqian up.

"Are you alright?" Yao Ranran looked at him with concern.

Lu Ziqian pushed her away in a panic, grabbed the corner of her clothes, and stuffed her behind her back in a random attempt to hide, "I, I'm fine!" ”

Yao Ranran retracted her gaze, tried to ignore the pair of white and tender hands that threaded the needle, and said seriously: "Today I went out and brought you a few books back, you can take a look at it when you are bored. ”

She opened the storage bag, took out a stack of books, and laid them on the table, and the books were fanned out and the wind blew away the drawing paper on the table.

Lu Ziqian pounced like lightning, rescued the drawing paper in his arms, and looked at the stack of books on the table that was almost on the roof, his eyes were dumbfounded.

Yao Ran looked up at the top of the book and looked at it with satisfaction, "These should be enough for you to read for a few months!" ”

In the world of cultivating immortals, mortal things are cheap, like this kind of script, you can replace a lot of spirit stones with a random one, but it's too cost-effective!

Lu Ziqian widened his eyes, "Are these all for me?" ”

Yao Ranran patted the book, "That's right, it's all yours, and you don't need to give me money, okay, I should go back." ”

Yao Ran turned indifferently and jumped out of the window, two spiritual lights flew out of her fingertips, and the broken window paper was automatically sewn together.

When she returned to the Taoist temple, Lu Ziqian got up from the ground, looked at the broken thread, and his face turned red and red.

Why was he bumped into by the fairy at this time...

……

It's not late at night.

Yao Ranran summoned the blacksmith shop, took out the damaged Shuizhi Liuxuan skirt, poured out a bunch of colorful materials, stared at the damaged position of the purple skirt for a long time, and then picked up the sledgehammer, shining with resolute eyes in the firelight, and smelted the dress with a hammer.

Bell Bell Bell –

An hour later.

The water zhi flowing skirt and the lotus petal step cloud shoes are all renewed.

Yao Ranran remembered the lesson of the last time, thinking back to her ranking in the secret realm, she thought that her speed was acceptable, but it was only her turn to be ten thousand nine hundred and ninety, and there were still many fierce opponents in front of her.

Even if she is recognized by An Xiaolin in the end, it does not mean that she is excellent.

After all, the rewards given by the Shui Xi Palace are really not good!

and the figure of the heroine she saw in the reincarnation that day, and the spirit of the mirror that disappeared in the secret realm of the Eastern Wilderness, which made her feel a sense of worry from her heart.

In the book, Pei Xianqiao should not be in the Eastern Wilderness at this time, and she doesn't know whether she sees real people or illusions in the reincarnation world.

If it's an illusion, does it mean that deep down in my heart I am afraid that the spirit of the mirror will be taken away by the heroine?

Yao Ranran rubbed her temples, and couldn't help but wonder if she really had so many thoughts in her head?

If it's true, it means that the heroine has really gotten the spirit of fixing the mirror, shouldn't she be more precautionary?

So—

She folded her only defensive vestment!

Ordinary seventh-order magic robes only have a strong defensive shield, once the shield is broken, the attack from the outside world will hit her weak body directly, and this damage is undoubtedly fatal for a magic cultivator who has not refined her body.

But she made up for this shortcoming well through the armor stacking technique and added an anti-armor effect.

The essence of the weeping blood thorns that grew in the abyss demon prison is extracted, and it is fused around the body of the magic robe, the lilac thorns are perfectly bordered, and the sharp thorns are harmoniously climbing around the green lotus stripes.

However, if someone sneaks up on her from behind, the Weeping Blood Thorn will swell wildly, returning a quarter of the enemy's attack and drawing his blood back to his armor with sharp thorns.

With this energy cycle, the vestment doesn't need to absorb her spiritual power to maintain the defensive shield, but one of the flaws of the anti-armor is that she can't feel the surging of weeping blood thorns.

Unless she stares with her eyes or her mind.

This defect is not very serious, and it is still acceptable to Yao Ranran.

Could it be that someone was really attacked, and I don't know it yet?

Yao Ranran chuckled lightly and didn't take it to heart.

As for Lotus Petal's Steps, she mainly repaired and increased her escape speed this time, and did not make major changes.

Looking at the remaining pile of materials, they are used to build magic weapons and sell them.

"I hope that my character will explode and I can refine a magic weapon to sell." Yao Ranran muttered to herself and picked up the sledgehammer.

Bell Bell Bell –

The sound of tempering sounded again, and Xiao Rong and Tang Xiangyin, who were used to this sound, slept very sweetly next door.

Following.

Yao Ranran first handed over the seeds purchased by Fang Shi to them.

Although these two people are very confident in their ability to farm, Yao Ranran is not so at ease with them, and feels very strange about the source of their self-confidence.

Two guys who only know how to eat, drink and have fun on weekdays say that they like farming very much? The credibility is too low!

The two fellows did not question her orders, and obediently took the seeds and planted them.

Yao Ranran looked around a few times, and then went to Biliuzong to find Zhou Lili.

Coincidentally, Xiang Yin's friend Ye Hai is also here.

Yao Ranran is not familiar with him, she has not met him since she returned from Shui Xi Palace, and she feels very strange when she meets him at this time.

But why did the other party look at him like an old friend he was familiar with?

Yao Ranran muttered in her heart, and sat down under Zhou Lili's warm invitation.

"Fairy Ran Ran is really hard to practice, and it's the first time I've sat face-to-face with a fairy in these days." Pu Yehai coughed with a pale smile.

"The talent is not good enough, and you can only rely on the hard work of the day after tomorrow." Yao Ranran sighed.

Compared with the heroine of atmospheric luck, she is still far behind!

As everyone knows, when her words fell, the two people on the other side glanced at her with strange eyes.

Pu Yehai sneered in his heart, his dark eyes quickly crossed a wisp of edge, and he covered his mouth and coughed softly.

Within a radius of ten miles, among the women, only her cultivation is the highest, and the aura of the female cultivator who killed Ding Ping can be traced back to here, except for her, Pu Yehai has no other suspicions!

Yao Ranran is the murderer of his own brother!

The hands under the table jumped up, and Pu Yehai covered it with a wide-sleeved robe, without revealing any clues.