Chapter 630: Borrowing a Piece of Clothing

It didn't take long for the Nine Heavenly Thunders to be hoarded by Zhang Jianting.

The latter, on the other hand, hid in the clouds and did not come out, so he took a sack from the storage bag and put it on his body.

After the catastrophe, the aura around him has undergone a qualitative change, the aura is strong and unfathomable, but it is a bit out of place for the sack of his body.

Song Qingyun looked at Zhang Jianting's chicken nest on his head, wearing a sack and almost laughed to tears,

"Hahahahaha, I'm laughing to death, Zhang Jianting, you hurry up and look at your face in the mirror."

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he didn't look like an immortal at all, and he was more savage than a savage.

Zhang Jianting raised his hand to beat Song Qingyun,

"You stinky boy, are you looking for death?"

If he hadn't had any clothes in the storage bag right now, wouldn't he have put on a sack?

Song Qingyun hugged the little whale shark and hid behind Sang Luo,

"Senior sister!"

Sang Luo moved in front of Song Qingyun, she looked at Zhang Jianting's appearance, and her face was obviously smiling,

"Why don't you go change your clothes first?"

If she took this to the Ye family, she must not think that she got the wild man from somewhere.

Zhang Jianting gritted his teeth and glared at the two senior sisters and brothers who were laughing at him, and stretched out his hand towards Song Qingyun,

"Lend me two clothes!"

Song Qingyun's eyes blinked,

"You don't even have clothes?"

So poor!

Zhang Jianting's forehead angle is slightly convex,

"Don't force me to hit you!"

Song Qingyun raised his chin when he heard this, and said,

"My temper is so big, but I really don't believe it, master, you beat me!"

Zhang Jianting's palms condensed thunder, and Song Qingyun's eyes lit up with excitement, Immortal Realm, he wanted to try it.

The two years of solo training can be said to have completely triggered Song Qingyun's fighting spirit.

If it weren't for the fact that his senior sister, master, and ancestor were all here at this time, he would have already rushed up with his sword to fight Zhang Jianting.

"Alright."

Sang Luo raised his hand and flicked Song Qingyun's head,

"Don't think about fighting, there will be fights in the future, get him two sets of clothes first."

Song Qingyun's mind was seen through, coughed twice, took two sets of clothes from the storage bag and handed them to Zhang Jianting, muttering,

"This is what Luo Zhouxing brought to me, the sect master, to fill the scene, I haven't even been willing to wear it, it's cheap for you."

Zhang Jianting took the clothes and snorted lightly,

"Wait until Lao Tzu has the money to pay you back."

Song Qingyun was skeptical about this, could he, a poor sword cultivator of the Kunwu Sword Sect, be rich?

Zhang Jianting didn't want to deal with Song Qingyun, so he took his clothes and ran away.

Just after the catastrophe, take a sea bath.

“.”

Sang Luo turned to look at Yuheng Daozun, "Senior Ancestor, can you please take a look at my second senior brother." ”

Sang Luo said, telling all the information about Lu Huaizhi's situation to Yuheng Daozun.

Yuheng Daozun listened and bowed slightly,

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Sang bowed his head and sent him into the medicine field space.

And the next moment, she was almost unstable and fell to the ground, her brain buzzing a little painfully.

Song Qingyun was shocked and hurriedly held her up,

"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?"

Sang Luo slowed down for a while, and his back was covered with cold sweat,

"It's okay, the strength of the master ancestor is too strong, and his spiritual power is far superior to mine, and it takes a bit of spiritual power to send him into the medicine field space."

Su Changli raised his hand to cross the spiritual breath into Sang Luo's body, and a burst of coolness hit, and Sang Luo felt a lot.

After a while, Zhang Jianting came back from taking a sea bath and changed into the black and gold fairy robe that Song Qingyun was reluctant to wear.

The waist is tied with a gold belt, the red dragon pattern flies with the sea breeze through the hunt, and the head of the chicken nest also makes him look better, and the slightly curly long hair is scattered behind him, at first glance, it really looks like a dog.

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