Ge Laodao didn't speak, and he whistled and gasped for a long time before he said: "Sure enough, there is a script, I have become a leopard demon in the woods ten miles away!" ”

"Isn't that good?" Qinghe Daoist wondered. Isn't it easier to intersect with dragon turtles? How can you still hear a little bit of anger from Ge Laodao's tone?

Ge Laodao gasped a few times before he came over: "Then you should tell me, why does the leopard have the existence of the leopard king like a lion?" The Leopard King also has a harem group! ”

At this moment, in the illusion, Ge Laodao was facing the eight-haired female leopard in estrus at a loss.

Qinghe Daoist paused for a moment, stopped talking, his beard jumped and jumped, and he wanted to laugh and endured it.

I don't know how Ge Daoyou behaves in the illusion? If it's the lowest-level little demon, I'm afraid I can't beat the leopards, right?

I wanted to laugh a few words, but at this moment, a huge idea came out of nowhere, and suddenly exploded in the sky above Dongyun Mountain.

Su Huanian was dressed in white, and his translucent thoughts incarnated in the sky above the battle domain, his eyes fell on the eight statues of the Great Ming King, and carved them into his eyes one by one.

Senior Brother Ge, Senior Sister Yu, Senior Brother Qiao......

She clicked one by one, and her eyes finally fell on Feng Yiju.

Without saying a word, he just looked at him quietly, not angry, not sad, just quietly watching.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

The lower battle domain can't feel it, and it's still fighting. The upper battle domains have stopped.

Especially at the very top, everyone knows what happened to Feng Yaya, and there is a strange tranquility at this moment.

can't hide it, Su Huanian is the existence of the second step of stepping into the sky, and he knows what happened with a sweep.

Feng Yiju slowly closed his eyes, he didn't know where Su Huanian's incarnation came from. There are too many possibilities, Su Hua was born in Qingyuan and grew up in Qingyuan, maybe which leaf has her divine thoughts.

So after breaking the Qingyuan Mountain Protection Array that day, Feng Yiju took the opportunity to make changes, and joined the suppression of Su Huanian's divine thoughts as soon as possible, but he didn't want to have any more fish that slipped through the net.

Several Golems of the Great Ming King remained motionless, did not speak, did not explain or conceal their heads, and remained motionless.

Su Huanian looked at Feng Yiju, as if chatting normally, and his voice was extremely calm: "You and I will have nothing to do in the future." ”

Feng Yiju didn't respond, and a strand of hair on his sideburns burned.

Su Huanian's thoughts were incarnated, and then they were shattered.

In the Yaoguang world, the ancestral land of the Hechuan clan, the blue bird flew above Su Huanian's head, and he was chattering non-stop, but suddenly it was silent.

The soul beast and its master have a heart-to-heart connection, and what happened to Qingyuan Gate, it already knows.

I opened my mouth but didn't know how to make a sound.

I just watched a wisp of green silk burn out of Su Huanian's sideburns, and then a wisp of white hair appeared to replace the original green silk.

Su Huanian looked in the direction of Qingyuan and stood quietly, I don't know how long, a tear flowed down his cheek.

The fairy sword in his hand slashed in the air, and he couldn't see or touch it, but he clearly cut something.

"Blue bird, follow me on the flying boat and go up the river of light. Back to Qingyuan. ”

"However, it is the streamer river controlled by the Great World of the Emperor." The blue birds' heads are bigger.

"Then kill back."

Su Huanian's hands were lightly raised, and her green jade fingers moved one after another on the "Blessing" Qingqi, and she could feel that the dragon turtle was still calling her, again and again.

She didn't know who else in the Qingyuan Sect was credible, but the dragon turtle was introduced to the sect by Yaya, and she stayed with Yaya all day, so it should be credible.

There is her in the fantasy of its dragon tortoise!

Send another touch of thought into the illusion, and ask the dragon turtle to leave with the maid immediately.

In the realm of Xuanqing Guan, time passes quickly, midsummer has passed early, and it is already late autumn. Su He came out of the lake with a grass carp in his mouth, put the fish on the bluestone and looked at Su Huanian: "Why don't you ...... Eat some sashimi? ”

"Why?" Su Huanian opened his eyes and looked at him.

has been together for a long time, and Su Huanian has more time to deal with Su He. It's not like you can't necessarily reply to four or five questions.

Su He said: "Good nutrition, you can gain a little fat." ”

"I'm skinny?" Su Huanian asked.

Su He's gaze swept over her and stayed on her chest for a moment: "I will definitely not be thin in the future, but now I have a little bit." ”

Turtles are indeed spiritual, but it is not true that they can predict future fat and thin. Besides, being fat and thin doesn't affect your cultivation, so why care? Su Huanian shook her head slightly, she still didn't like meat.

"You're about to hibernate, aren't you?"

Melancholy rose in Su He's heart, although he had already begun to practice. But the turtle's nature is still there, and these days instinct drives him to keep hunting and storing energy. The temperature is low, and the day of hibernation is coming.

"Where do you go after I hibernate?"

Su Huanian shook his head: "I don't know, or live here to settle down, or visit famous mountains and rivers to find cultivators." ”

"Will you come back next year?"

"I don't know."

Then there will be no hibernation. Su He sank underwater, the water temperature had dropped, and his movements became sluggish

I caught a few fish and a few shrimps, and slowly swam to the surface, but I saw that Su Huanian on the bluestone had cut the grass carp and put it on a plate, and was dipping it in balsamic vinegar mustard to taste it.

The turtle was happy.

This mustard was exchanged for silver that a merchant passed by the day before yesterday, and he exchanged it for silver that he had picked up at the bottom of the lake.

Unfortunately, when the merchant heard the huge turtle speak, he trembled and put down all the mustard materials, and the silver did not dare to take the goods and flee.

Su He was very hurt.

Time passed day by day, and the white-haired old man of Su Huanian's family came a few more times, and Su He didn't like him. Every time I come, I have to praise Su Huanian in front of all kinds of style, and it is not easy.

Su He really couldn't figure out what this old man thought, his own girl had already entered the Tao, and her lifespan and means were very unimaginable, why was she still obsessed with her promise and wanted to marry a fairy to a mortal?

Don't you know that since ancient times, there have been no good people?

Such an old Jianghu can't understand this? The old man's kung fu is not low, and Su He feels that even he may not be able to beat this old man now. The old man had smashed a large boulder of the mill with a punch in front of him.

It's all about deterrence by force. Su He couldn't understand it, he didn't show anything in front of the old man, and the old man seemed to be very defensive of him.

guarded, and called him as a matter of course. Every time he came, Su He went down to the lake to catch a few carp for him. Sometimes I have to send it home. He lived in the town in front of him, where he lived a semi-secluded life in a martial arts hall.

When the old man came again, a light snow fell in the sky, and thin ridges of ice began to appear on the surface of the lake. Su He rarely goes into the water, he hasn't eaten for two days, and now he hasn't hibernated, completely relying on his will.

The old man sang and danced here for a day, because the news came from the capital, and the wind was not easy to explore the flowers, and he was about to return in the near future.

Su He felt that they were bragging, how could there be a imperial examination held in this season?

Is it good that ink can't be studied?

When the old man left, it was even colder.

Su He looked at Su Huanian: "Hibernation this year, can I be in your thatched house?" ”