"Captain, when will this ship return to the Blue Dragon Palace?" he asked, turning his head.

"Hmm," Roger looked up at the light on the sea, and after a little speculation in his heart about the itinerary required to return home, he said, "I can return to the ship at any time, and if I return now, I will be able to return to the Blue Dragon Palace in half an hour." ”

“...... Slightly slower. Le Qingxia, a female disciple sitting in the back row, suddenly spoke, "Tiance, we have come to visit this trip suddenly, and we have brought so many people, I'm afraid it will cause inconvenience to the Qinglong Emperor - please allow me to go down to meet the Emperor first, and report to him about our visit, and it will be better after all." ”

Qingkou turned his head to look at this Le Qingxia, and his pupils were shocked. The dignified, beautiful and serious young face, dressed in a brilliant purple and cyan robe, and several fist-sized purple luan beads adorned around his waist, was really sacred and elegant. As soon as people saw her, they unconsciously remembered the empress demeanor of "Wu Zetian", which can be described as the biggest woman.

Of course, the chest is also very big!

Ahem!

"Hmm. Yu Tiance nodded, agreeing to her proposal.

Le Qingxia stood up calmly and walked forward.

And then......

Suddenly, he stepped forward and reached out and grabbed a disciple's ear!

...... What kind of play is this? Qingkou was confused when he saw this.

"Ouch!" The disciple who was picked up covered his ears with his hands, and hurriedly got up, "Qingxia, I, I was about to go with you, don't ...... it."

"Then let's go!" Le Qingxia smiled slightly, but her hand did not relax at all, and she firmly twisted the disciple's ear like pincers.

Suddenly, a purple light flashed, and the figures of the two disappeared.

"Hey...... The painting style is not good!" Qingkou was still sitting stunned, as if he was still savoring the scene just now. Is this a fairy, hey, Sanwu is still a backdoor, Nima! Why is such a serious female fairy flow, and in the blink of an eye, she becomes a powerful woman?

This...... Longevity!

......

Below the seabed, in the Qinglong Tibetan Palace.

"These murals are at least tens of thousands of years old. ”

Crimson held the torch in one hand and stroked the mottled carved wall with the other, and said lightly.

"By the way, there is a kind of incense that is permeated everywhere in this Tibetan palace, although it can preserve the stone wall intact and the fragrance is elegant, but it is easy to cause coma if you inhale too much. He took out a medicine bottle from behind him, poured out a few red pills and handed them to Ziqi, "I happen to have this kind of antidote, eat it quickly." ”

Ziqi stretched out her little hand and held it, and the two of them touched their fingers lightly in the process......

That's really ......

I'm so angry, Uncle Bat!

Ming couldn't beat him, and he didn't dare to teach him a lesson secretly, lest Crimson wouldn't recognize himself in such a black-lit place, and he would be finished with a fire. At that time, Qingkou's gang of bastards will definitely lie down in front of their grave, laughing so hard that their stomachs hurt!

The more he thought about it, the less cost-effective it became, so he had no choice but to swallow his anger and continue to follow them quietly.

Suddenly, his fingertips were red and he frowned, and he randomly turned his head to stare at a stone wall in front of him, as if he was saying to himself: "No...... It's not right here......"

He clasped the stone wall in front of him, thought for a moment, pressed his ears to the wall, closed his eyes and listened carefully, and did not say a word.

"What's wrong?" Ziqi asked worriedly.

Crimson didn't answer. Suddenly, Crimson opened his eyes, clasped his palms together in the shape of a bowl, and patted one of the wall tiles.

A confident look appeared on his face, and his tense muscles suddenly relaxed. He aimed at the brick and pressed it into the wall with all his might.