The immortal roc took the two to the deepest part of the canyon.

Wei Zhi originally wanted to go in with Di Xin to catch demon beasts, but he was quickly persuaded by him to succeed and stood on the periphery of the dense forest and did not go in.

Before leaving, Di Xin raised his hand to set up an enchantment for Wei Zhi, and put up tables, chairs, snacks, and toys such as Nine Rings.

Like an old father, he instructed: "Zhizhi sits here and plays, and I will come out soon, no more than two hours." ”

In fact, a quarter of an hour was enough, but they had not officially married yet, and Di Xin did not want to arouse Wei Zhi's suspicion.

Looking at her boyfriend's emerald deep and charming eyes, her eyes were all on herself, and she looked very uneasy, Wei Zhi felt sour.

Hey, this sour and rotten gas of love!

"Okay, you hurry up, remember to catch a tender meat and bake it for lunch."

Di Xin, who was close to 1.9 meters tall, bent down, picked up the face of Wei Zhi, who was sitting, and kissed her.

"Okay, catch another one and make a neck collar for the branch."

With that, Di Xin turned to leave.

In front of Wei Zhi, his back pinched an immortal trick and summoned an egret as a flying tool.

Seeing that her boyfriend was far away, Wei Zhi hurriedly called out the system panel in her mind.

Through the lens of time and space, she first saw her sister lying on the bed of the People's Hospital of H City, her face was the same as the day she left.

And himself, who is exactly the same as this fabricated body, is lying on the escort bed next to him. His face was full of tiredness, and a small red acne appeared on his forehead, and he was very restless when he fell asleep on his side.

Wei Zhi stared at his sister for a long time through the screen in his mind.

Blinked, and the crystal was hidden. She manipulated the picture that was tuned to the human world.

In the splendid hall, Zhao Yintan, who she wanted to attack, was straightening her back, sitting very upright, and was reviewing the folds.

Wei Zhi glanced at the various halls in the harem and raised his eyebrows in understanding.

Sure enough.

About ten years have passed in the human world, and even if 13-year-old Zhao Yintan likes the little fairy in his dreams, at the age of 23, he will still marry more than a dozen beauties in order to balance the court.

Wait, not only that, but there are five children?

Wei Zhi couldn't say that she was in any mood for a while, after all, she didn't have the slightest emotion for these three task objects.

Not only is there no emotion, but it is also hateful.

Except for Zhao Yintan, an ordinary human like herself, Wei Zhi was very tired of the other two.

One is the arrogant and arrogant, "central air conditioning" god of war Xianjun;

One is a ** perverted demon lord who is the same as a neuropath.

As long as Wei Zhi thought that he had attacked them for hundreds of years, the whole person was not good.

You have to think about the cutie to deflect this disgust.

Wei Zhi closed the panel, lay on the table, took out a pen and paper and began to frame a mind map.

In this 100 years, she wants to complete the three tasks perfectly!

As soon as Wei Zhi called the cute Di Xin, he immediately crushed the mount under him into a mist as soon as he entered the depths of the dense forest.

In order to control the time, Di Xin walked slowly.

He was so bored that his mind was full of companions, and less than a quarter of an hour had passed.

He couldn't help but think of her, and couldn't help but want to see her smiling face.

Even if she doesn't do anything, she just pouts where to be a picky eater.... It was also very interesting to him.

Di Xin waved his hand, and a black mist appeared in front of him.

When the fog cleared, he held a smooth, water-rippled mirror in his hand.

A mercury-like substance slowly flowed on the mirror, and it was soon reflected in the figure of a woman in an apricot white skirt.

She was writing on her stomach, sitting very obediently in the enchantment and not going out, which once again pleased Di Xin.

The mirror is very weird, and it can deliberately follow the owner's mind to enlarge the picture, such as the paper that Wei Zhi writes on his stomach.

Di Xin couldn't understand what kind of strange words it was, only a few words he recognized.

Like people? Zhao? Leave? Goblin? Kill? No way?

There are even stranger distorted words.

Of course, Di Xin didn't know the simple and scribbled words, and the letters.

Wei Zhi is very cautious, so no matter where she is in private, she will not write the traditional Chinese characters of this world.

On her paper, Liyao's pronoun is LR, Weiqing is WQ, and Zhao Yintan is ZYT. Even some embarrassing words, she will use English instead.

Di Xin curiously watched Wei Zhi scribble and change like a child, and would tear it off with a "hum" unhappily, and continue to write new ones.

The corners of his lips slowly raised, and he stared at the mirror with pleasure.

It's just that there's something that doesn't know what's interesting.

A huge python about ten meters long stood up straight, looking at the man holding the mirror and still smirking closer and closer.

The aura of this giant python's body was about the fourth level demon beast, and a man with a sword in the dark was already preparing when he found Di Xin.

Well? That green-eyed Nan Min's disciple last night?

It's all foundationed, and you haven't found the demon snake yet?

Weak like this, hehe.

In the bottom of his heart, he snorted disdainfully and coldly was the swordsman who had a brief relationship last night, Chang Qing.

Swordsmen only have swords in their hearts, and they only like to associate with strong people.

Chang Qing was not ready to remind Di Xin, he even sneered and thought:

Let the Nanmin disciples in the foundation building period consume the demon snake for a while, and he will have a greater chance of making another move.

If this disciple is still alive, then he will be saved by the way.

After all, his partner is Wei Xianzi, but he is the adopted daughter of Beidi Xianjun and the personal disciple of Nanmin Xianjun.

Kill two birds with one stone.