As soon as the words fell, the nine-tailed snow fox pounced and said with tears in his eyes: "Woo...... I was wrong, I shouldn't lie to you, in fact, I have a name, I don't call me a nerd. ”

Lei Yan and the ink monkey were furious when they heard this, and stretched out their sharp claws to scratch it: "How dare you lie to us? ”

Luo Qingyin stretched out his hand to stop the atrocities of the two little guys, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The name of the little nerd can only be used as a nickname, not as a big name engraved on the wine bottle, Luo Qingyin remembered that its real nickname was Yue'er, and was thinking about whether to give it a big name, but it couldn't help it first.

The nine-tailed snow fox covered his face and said: "Our nine-tailed snow fox is surnamed Tu Shan, and my name is Tu Shan Jiujiu." ”

"Tu Shan Clan?" When the ink monkey heard this, he became angry, and scratched the ground with one paw, "Who is Tu Shan Jiuling you?" Back then, it deceived the master and a myrtle soared! You don't pay to the master, the lord greets your ancestors for eighteen generations. ”

The nine-tailed snow fox hugged his head and begged for mercy: "Tu Shan Jiuling is the eighteenth generation of my ancestors." ”

Everyone: "......"

In the middle of the ink monkey and the nine-tailed snow fox, the three of them and Lei Yan decisively drank Yujie Bingqing.

After drinking, it was time to part ways.

The Wine Fairy needed to find someone to repair the wine gourd, and by the way, find the materials needed to brew Snow Pressed Red Plum and Snow Zhaoyunguang, while Luo Qingyin and Ziyunchen had to continue what they hadn't finished yet.

Hit the foundation of Wuhou and find the soul of Gong Danting.

The two went in different directions, and after the wine fairy finished drinking, he took out a new small wine gourd and let Luo Qingyin fill it with wine, and then floated away.

Luo Qingyin looked at his distant figure, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes: "It would be nice if we could do whatever we want like Uncle Shi." ”

Unfortunately, she still has so much to do.

Zi Yunchen doted: "There will be a day." ”

Retracting his gaze, Luo Qingyin pursed his lips, and soon laughed again: "So, let's try to make that day come sooner." ”

Zi Yunchen nodded: "Then let's go too." ”

yes, it's time to go.

The sooner she resolves the poisonous blood of Yinyin and is promoted to Wuhou as soon as possible, she can marry Ziyunchen!

By the way, I haven't told him yet, she is from the Phoenix God Clan.

Finally relaxed things, because these things seemed heavy, Luo Qingyin shook his head, threw all the thoughts out of his mind, and took out the Medicine King Pavilion Pill that the ink monkey and Lei Yan had classified and put into the ring during this time and put it in front of Zi Yunchen: "Little goblin, give it to you." ”

Zi Yunchen was puzzled: "What did you give it to me for?" ”

Luo Qingyin shrugged and said, "You can do whatever you want, don't waste it anyway." If you don't know who to give it to, the messenger to Baixiaomen will give you a good team in the Dayan God Dynasty. ”

Although these pills are not looked down upon by the two of them and the ink monkey, they are treasures that ordinary people can't ask for.

If you have the heart, it is not impossible to raise a terrifying army with these elixirs.

The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips hooked slightly, and he said with a smile: "Didn't you give it to Ruiming Army?" ”

Luo Qingyin pursed his lips: "I have few people, and the Ruiming Army, the Weaving and Embroidery Workshop, the Red Apricot Building, and the Dali Royal Family add up to less than a thousand. There are 200,000 here, and they can't eat enough for them. ”

Each person is divided into three pills, so that they can solve a lot of bottlenecks, and they can go further on the road of cultivation.

Giving too much and eating it as a meal will backfire.

Therefore, when Ming Jiu came, she didn't give any more.

Zi Yunchen's eyes moved, like Zihua circulating: "The team of Baixiaomen Jiayan God Dynasty is almost 100,000 people, which is just enough for each person to share two grains. ”

Luo Qing was speechless: "100,000 people? So many of you have under your command? More exaggerated than the army. ”

What is the concept of 100,000 people?

Dali's army is only 100,000 people.

Zi Yunchen's strength was much stronger than she imagined.

Thinking of Zi Yunchen's establishment of Baixiaomen at the age of sixteen, in less than ten years, there were 100,000 people under his command, and this development speed was really terrifying.

She is now eighteen years old, and she still has less than a thousand people under her command.

People are better than people, and they have to die!

Zi Yunchen said lightly: "The essence of Baixiaomen is the army. ”

He turned his face slightly, seeing Luo Qingyin's round eyes, he was very cute, and he couldn't help but take her into his arms and tell her the origin of the army.

At the age of eleven, he went out with Hu Lao to experience and encountered the troubled Peng army on the border battlefield between Peng and Nian.

At that time, there was civil strife in Pengguo, the grain and grass could not keep up, the army was trapped in the formation, and the enemy was killed in the back.

Out of compassion, he broke the battle and brought the army out of trouble.

From then on, this army willingly bowed to his command.

He had no idea of usurping the throne, and he didn't want to start a war, so he directly took the army away and established Baixiaomen.

Now Baixiaomen alone has more than 5,000 people who have cultivated as a martial marquis, and his strength is strong enough to defeat the country.

In other words, he was at least in the top three in terms of strength among the contenders for the throne of the Great Yan God Emperor.

No matter how hard he tried, the Great Yan God Emperor would be in his pocket sooner or later.

The more Luo Qingyin listened, the more fascinated he became, holding his face with both hands, and looking at him with sparkling eyes: "Little goblin, I envy you so much!" ”

"Don't envy me." Zi Yunchen rubbed her hair and said with a light smile: "I am yours, and everything that belongs to me belongs to you." ”

This is probably the sweetest love word Luo Qingyin has ever heard.

So overbearing.

So handsome.

She couldn't resist it.

Luo Qingyin only felt that the blood in his whole body was flowing backwards to the top of his head, and his face was red.

Zi Yunchen's eyes flashed, and he leaned over and kissed her lips: "Let's go, little kitten." ”

Luo Qingyin stroked the place where he had been kissed, and raised his eyebrows to look at Zi Yunchen.

His lips shone with water, with a hint of crimson in the moisturization, and she couldn't help but jump up and gnaw on his lips: "Flatten." ”

……

The sky is full of white clouds, the majestic mountains are full of lush trees, the leaves look particularly green in the sun, and the pure spring water flows down from the mountains, forming a blue lake in the valley.

It's a place off the beaten track.

The ink monkey, Lei Yan and the nine-tailed snow fox jumped out of the car window one after another, looking around excitedly.

Looking at the majestic mountains in front of him, Lei Yan wondered: "Broken Monkey, that is the ancient ruins of the Soul Clan?" ”

It doesn't look like anything special.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was grabbed by Luo Qingyin's neck.

"Your task is to stay in the car and watch the light snow." Luo Qingyin ignored its pleading gaze, threw it back into the carriage, waved his hand at the shadow who was the coachman, and the cloud-stepping five-colored horse rose again into the air and disappeared into the sky.

There was a reason why they chose the ancient ruins of the Soul Clan as their first stop.

First, the Yin Yin poisonous blood comes from the Soul Clan, and even if the Soul Clan does not have an antidote, it is possible to store related things.

Second, the black cloud that kidnapped Gong Danting's soul may be related to the soul clan.

Mao Dun Literature