Just when Sheng Hongyi was pondering and speculating in his heart, suddenly, the bald guy ...... Oh, no, it was Guangchang's senior who suddenly flicked his sleeves, glanced at her coldly, and walked away without saying a word.

Sheng Hongyi felt a little numb at this glance.

It's supposed to be good, but what kind of trouble is this?

She glanced at the tea she had brewed, and no one cared about it.

She felt that something was wrong in her heart, afraid that the good impression she had built up in Guangchang just now would be gone?

"A senior? Where do we go now? ”

Sheng Hongyi turned his head, as if nothing had happened, and asked the red beads.

Hongzhu was as quiet as a chicken at this time, and I don't know if she was angry.

"Hmph, you're interesting, what are you afraid of? Even if we stay here, he won't dare to wait for me! ”

Sheng Hongyi raised his eyebrows slightly, look, look, he started to lose his temper again.

Her single-handed hand:

"Why don't you live here?"

She's worried about where to live.

Surrounded by strong enemies outside, her identity has been exposed again, which means that her next days in this ghost city of Hengwu may be even more thrilling.

Besides, it costs money to go out and live!

Although she made a fortune not long ago, she was reluctant to spend the spirit stone on accommodation, if she ate something delicious, then she could still consider it.

“…… Why do I live here? Give him face? ”

The red beads seemed to explode in anger in the next second.

Sheng Hongyi was not afraid at all, but in fact, she was faintly looking forward to the red beads exploding, so that she could see how shy the senior looked like, otherwise why would she be stingy with an image?

Sheng Hongyi would never believe in the nonsense of his predecessors, "His spirit body dissipated, and he couldn't gather ...... at all".

How can it be?

Even ordinary ghosts who have just entered the Netherworld without cultivation can condense a void image, such as a great power like a senior, even if it was once, it is impossible not to even have this strength.

He just wasn't happy.

Isn't he actually very ugly?

Or is it a special mother?

Sheng Hongyi had guessed a long time ago, but he had never waited for a definite answer.

It's a shame.

She spread her hands:

"Or else?"

He is the one who is unwilling to go, and he is the one who is unwilling to stay, and it is all him.

She was answered by a sudden silence.

Sheng Hongyi is not in a hurry, anyway, she has time.

She simply sat down and drank the tea she had just made.

Well, it's a little cold, but the entrance is sweet, and the dense aura suddenly explodes from the tip of the tongue, and then quickly rushes into the throat, rushing away from the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Soon, her whole body was immersed in this aura with the fragrance of tea, and the pores of Sheng Hongyi were dilated, and she automatically and spontaneously absorbed these aura, without seeing any waste.

Sheng Hongyi could vaguely feel a faint hint of something different from the aura, and burrowed into her sea of knowledge, and the sea of knowledge was shallow with a trace of ripples, and it was completely calm.

The entire sea of consciousness suddenly lightened, and the spiritual platform seemed to be abruptly cleansed, unprecedentedly clear.

Sheng Hongyi knew what this thing was.

This is the mystery of heaven and earth in Lingwu Tea.

It's just that although this kind of thing exists, if you really want to get an opportunity through it, it's like using this trace of heaven and earth to have an epiphany, and this possibility is very small.

Maybe drink more, it will be useful.

In a cup of tea, a trace of heaven and earth can be produced, so five cups? Ten cups or even 100 cups.

Is it possible to understand more thoroughly through the increase in quantity?

It is said that the output of Lingwu tea is not small each time, but it rarely flows to the market at all.

Sheng Hongyi didn't care about this, she was purely reluctant to give up her good tea.

The first generation was angry, he originally pointed to Sheng Hongyi and shared the same enemy with him, but this girl actually sat down and drank tea.

"You...... No conscience. ”

"Don't you even want to enter the Green Dragon Tomb?"

A senior who hated iron did not become steel.

Sheng Hongyi is dazed but innocent:

"Senior, what kind of place this is, the juniors don't know yet, I want to hear about it."

The red beads were quiet again, and I don't know if they were angry or choked by Sheng Hongyi.

After a while, he snorted unwillingly:

"You're a fool."

I've never seen someone so big-hearted and doesn't know anything.

However, it is such a person, and it seems that there are nobles to help him wherever he goes.

Senior Yi didn't know what Sheng Hongyi was doing elsewhere, anyway, here, he would help her worry about these things.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh again, and anyway, he trusted himself in this girl, he, an old guy who didn't know how many years he had lived better than her, could only take care of her more.

Child, if there's anything bad, just teach it.

"Let's not go, I'm going to stay here, old man, and see what the bald guy can do."

A senior changed his decision again.

Sheng Hongyi was expected.

In fact, she could see that the friendship between Senior One and that Light Senior was really not bad.

Even the seniors were angry, but there was no killing intent.

You must know that Guangchang's cultivation is profound, and it is no exaggeration to say that his sneezing is enough for Sheng Hongyi and his predecessors to stand it.

Sometimes, the cultivation is so advanced that if you stomp your feet, you will tremble the mountains and rivers three times.

In this case, restraint becomes precious.

"Okay, then I'm asleep?"

She didn't have anything to do with her, the two big guys were fighting, and she didn't even count as a pond fish, so don't make trouble.

As far as her cultivation is concerned, she is exalting herself if she says a word lightly.

In fact, she is just a small shrimp.

Sheng Hongyi blinked, especially in his position.

What?

Loss?

Is it okay that there is no such thing at all?

There are many more powerful people in the world than her, and she sees that she is lost once, so how can she live happily.

Sheng Hongyi has always known how to deal with herself and how to make her life relaxed and comfortable.

Cultivation and ability, it's good to have enough for yourself, otherwise, when will it be a head?

is standing at the pinnacle of the human world, seeking defeat alone, isn't there still a fairy world?

Above the fairy realm, there is also the divine realm.

Endless.

Sheng Hongyi did as he spoke, and his hand swiped on the storage bracelet, and there was immediately a complete set of saffron-colored bedding and pillows in front of him.

She expertly pulled open the layer of her sleeping bag and slipped inside.

The red bead didn't move for a long time, he didn't even have eyes to see, he didn't have a mouth to say!

He...... Growing up so big, I have never seen a monk who attaches so much importance to sleeping, and he sleeps when he says that he sleeps, and his equipment is so complete.

If this girl could divide half of her sleep into other things, maybe she wouldn't be so lonely.

That's it, the red bead trembled, and completely returned to silence, just sleep, the final decision on entering the Qinglong Tomb is still on Guangchang, and it is not a problem that can be solved by whether Sheng Hongyi sleeps or not.

It's better to raise enough spirit, and then grind with Guangchang.

In this way, the first predecessor also stopped.

Guangchang, who had been paying attention to all this with his divine sense, was already amazed, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

This old ...... Strange didn't know where to dig out a little strange wonder, and came over to anger him together!

That's where he lives, right? Now, it looks like he's an outsider?!

He hated and snorted loudly, deafened, and left completely.

If he stays any longer, he is afraid that he will not be able to bear the anger.

The cultivator snorted coldly, the red bead snorted coldly, and the senior turned over in it:

So that you don't say yes and claim to be fair? As everyone knows, in the whirlpool, where can you be alone?

Don't say that Guangchang is just a cultivator, even Mahayana, and he can't break free from this whirlpool.

A senior suddenly opened his eyes in the dark, there was a trace of sleepiness in his eyes, awake like a faint light in the dark night, even if it was faint, but still trying his best to illuminate the way ahead.

Hum hum, who doesn't hum? And so will he!

It's good to be annoyed to death Guangchang.

Sheng Hongyi also turned over, and in a daze, she seemed to hear something ringing in her ears.

She covered her ears with the quilt.

Did it thunder?

This ghost town is really, doesn't it mean that the ghosts are afraid of thunder?

She moved again, and in a drowsy state of consciousness, she fell asleep again before she could hear a second "thunder".

Sheng Hongyi couldn't think of a safer place than here.

On the big guy's territory, it may be the last place where she can sleep peacefully.

She's going to have to take her chance.

Outside, the ghosts such as the night and the puppet elders will be hard to keep outside, and no one has left.

Night was actually very impatient, he felt that he could not wait for the cunning woman, but he had to waste time here with him.

After all, the puppet elders and the puppet family have no intention of leaving.

I didn't get such a large sum of spirit stones, and I still have to waste time here?

Ye simply closed his eyes, leaned against a large rock on the side, and let others discuss and speculate fiercely about Sheng Hongyi's "tragic situation" in it, and he completely scoffed.

How can it be?

It's just because these guys can't catch people, so they deliberately say that others are miserable to cover up their failures.

Hmph, no.

It's a pity that the puppet family and the Ling family have a high status, and he believes that there must be ghost generals here who are as impatient as him to accompany these fools, but what can be done?

In this ghost town of Hengwu, status determines everything.

If you're impatient, you have to accompany him, unless he and his Cold Spring Villa don't want to mess around!

Stay ...... One day, when he gets the blue eye of the guardian and his status soars, he will not have to endure such a thing anymore.

Night swore secretly in his heart.

Suddenly, a cold "hum" exploded, and the night suddenly went blank in my mind.

It took him a long time before he came back to his senses in the trembling and exclamations around him, and he realized that he was already kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

Just now, it's the ancestor of the Guang family, right?

He is the highest cultivator in this city, and the status of the Divine Light Ghost Clan is outstanding and special, he can't afford to be offended.

What Sheng Hongyi?

What spirit stone?

What Guardian?

All of them were lost in his mind.

He regretted it for a while, he knew that they would dislike the old ancestor outside the Yin Forest, and he said that he would not come here to join in this fun!

What are puppets and puppets?

Offending them a hundred times has not offended the Guang family once terrifying.

That's ...... O ancestor of the refining period!

He gritted his teeth, trying to restrain his chattering teeth, trying to find his voice:

"The old ancestor is angry, the little one doesn't know that he has disturbed the old ancestor's cultivation here, and the little one will leave!"

As he spoke, he knocked his head three times, then stood up and walked away without looking back.

His move was as if he had opened a certain valve, and immediately one after another, and those ghost generals who were "forced" to stay here also left.

The puppet family elders and family members are even more poor, where is there still the fierce appearance that was shouting before, they can't even speak, and they even run away among the other ghost generals, lest they be left alone.

This Yin Forest, do they dare to come again?

Sheng Hongyi didn't know anything about any of this.

She didn't know that the ghosts outside were still waiting for the rabbit, nor did she know that she didn't wait for the "rabbit" but was frightened by the "tiger roar" and fled.

The next day, as soon as it was dawn, she awoke from her deep sleep.

A voice came from among the red beads:

"Oops, are you awake? I thought you were going to sleep for three days and three nights without getting out of bed. ”

Sheng Hongyi didn't even look at the red beads, and a perfunctory "um" was regarded as a polite response to her seniors, and then she plucked out her ears and cleaned up the bedding.

It doesn't matter what others say, she is asleep anyway.

Besides, the person of the first senior, who is the master who has nothing to do, has to stir up three points, with Sheng Hongyi's understanding of him, he must not know how many years no one has spoken to him, so when he catches a living person, that is, her, he especially likes to raise the bar with her.

It's idle.

If he really didn't agree with her sleeping, would it be his turn to put it here and talk about the wind and cool things now?

The morning will not give her a chance to fall asleep.

Seeing Sheng Hongyi ignoring him, a senior pouted, it's boring, this dead girl is not very fun, too shrewd, how good is stupid.

"You hurry up and clean up, the bald guy will arrive in a while, don't let others see your lazy death, and people won't let you enter the Qinglong Tomb?"

A senior reprimanded angrily.

He's upset, and the girl doesn't want to be happy.

Sheng Hongyi's hands were stunned, speechless.

This place belongs to someone else, how can people know about her sleeping now?

The old man just has nothing to do.

actually gave her a buttoned hat, and it became a problem for her to be lazy if she didn't go to the Qinglong Tomb?

When she's willing to go?

A senior looked at her half-hanging eyebrows, and she looked unruly.

He just said, shrewdness is too bad, nothing can fool her.

However, he didn't know what his heart was, and he just wanted to make persistent efforts to say something, and suddenly:

"Here we are."

Sheng Hongyi had already cleaned himself up at this time, and the monk was convenient, and a dust purification technique was just a breath.

When Guangchang came in, he saw Lingwu tea on the table, and Sheng Hongyi stood aside, saluting him politely.

Everything was exactly the same as yesterday, as if he had never left.

(End of chapter)