His eyes flashed, and he unsurprisingly caught a glimpse of a large python with a golden body and irregular white markings on the surface curled up in the grass.

The golden python, an albino mutant of the Burmese python, is a very rare mutant species. The adult body of the golden python can grow up to 7 meters long. If a golden python in the wild has the opportunity to mate with another golden python, it will pass on its unique genes to the next generation. But this probability is very small, so the golden python is very rare. In its place of origin, it is often worshipped as a "deity" by Indians. The most important thing is that this python is not big in size, but it is docile by nature and does not hurt people, it is not only eye-catching, but also can be used to scare people who don't understand snakes, but it is an auxiliary bodyguard.

"It's a big deal, so you gave it to me. "No, you'll prefer the following ... "Oh, then I'll see. ”

Grass yellow, iron blue, black brown hundreds of wolf blue rushed from the mountains and forests, the five-colored python snake meandered and crawled, in the invisible weed-obscured ground deadly poisonous insects carried the notice of death, the Komodo dragon was not to be outdone, the sea azure was fighting through the air, the pink mist was swirling, the mandala bloomed death and bewitchment, and the inconspicuous ivy silently came to the prey. This is a wave of poison and beasts, this is a feast of power carnival!

Zeng Chen slowly walked up to the leader of the wolf green, raised his hand and urged the spiritual power to strengthen it: there was a great wizard in ancient times, and he strengthened the imperial spirit with the qi of the living soul, increased his closeness and turned it into his own use. Zeng Chen doesn't need to control all the animals, he just needs to control their king. It's so simple that it makes people want to laugh, a thousand strange seeds fell from the sky, and Zeng Chen grabbed it and put it in his close-fitting pocket.

"Now, how can I say it, thank you, I'm sorry that I can only describe my feelings at this time in such pale and weak words. "It's better to be silent than to be silent at this time. "Woo woo, that's amazing. ('') See, Zeng Chen, we're so powerful!" "Well, it's amazing. ”

On a moonlit night in the spring river, in the dark blue diluted condensate, an unconscious wolf was soaked, and the ribs in the heart had been skillfully removed, and next to it was a puddle of pale green viscous liquid-like substance.

"The wolf green with strong vitality, the ivy with the best compatibility, the superposition of adaptability, and the mutual interference of the mind, what kind of existence will be created? Zeng Chen, who wore white gloves, had a blazing gaze, the symbiosis of animals and plants, the combination of attack and purification, and the eternal subject of suppression and counter-suppression.

In order to balance the differences between the two and achieve the purpose of seeking common ground while reserving differences, Zeng Chen added a virus called BCG to the cells of the two (from overseas gods) to suppress the immune systems of the two cells, in order to minimize the rejection reaction, so that the two were strengthened by aura at the same time, so that they each recognized each other's breath.

The corpses of wolf green and ivy that failed in the experiment, Zeng Chen comforted. "That, that's okay" A more obvious place in the Smile Sect, I don't know when a notice was posted, "What do you want to sell the spirit beast spirit plant, you domesticated the biology teacher will give it to you for free, if you can't domesticate it, please ask the teacher to spend points." The following spirit beasts and spirit plants: Wolf Green Golden Python Sea Azure Komodo Giant Lizard Bamboo Leaf Green Ivy Mandala "Looking at the weapon in front of him, Xiaowu felt that he had read a fake book, why did he follow the steps in the book, but when he used his internal force to exert force, he became like this?

Originally, I wanted to make a light armed arm sleeve arrow for a weapon to carry around, looking at the steps in the book, taking materials, exercising, assembling, and experimenting. It's just a failure, and the parts are loose before you can get started. Xiaowu held his forehead with one hand, and tapped the table very quickly with the other, constantly reviewing the details just now in his mind, as if he remembered something and straightened up to face a bunch of scattered assemblies, and tried again, but this time it still didn't work.

Xiaowu put all the things in the bag, planning to disturb Old Tang.

Bring two taels of rice wine, three catties of beef jerky, all brewed by yourself, dried by yourself, the wine is stronger, but the taste is good, the meat is hard, but you can grind your teeth.

Xiaowu took things and food and farts to Old Tang's office, the office was not there, okay, turn to his dormitory.

"Teacher Tang, Teacher Tang, Xiaowu has come to you with a supper. Holding beef and flasks, he stood in the doorway and shouted. I heard the girl say that rouge sells women and not men, but she is not annoyed, but she just waved her hand apologetically, gave a salute, and left for the time being between the gold and jade swaying.

He just thought about it for a while, almost all the girls in his company had important things to do, and now that they were scattered, it was difficult to find them. Remembering the makeup book I borrowed from the Bomo Museum to learn art before, I thought that I had no scruples and embarrassment, so I found a space and bolted the door to enter. said that the things in the girl's room in the Chu Pavilion in the Qinglou were fully prepared, and a few pear wood drawers on the red mirror Mu Li were pure rouge gouache from the daughter's house. Yan Shebei couldn't light the lamp, and traced his eyebrows to the sparse stars and moon, his eyebrows were already softer, but now he was a little less charming with makeup, but much more beautiful. There are also a lot of clothes and accessories in this room, but Yan Shebei thinks that he has not yet stolen other people's clothes and swaggered in front of others, so he took the wolf hair he carried with him and painted a complicated golden red yarn with his memory.

He rarely stared at the girls, and there were only one or two dresses that he remembered, and now he only wore these complicated golden threads. It's just that his eyebrows and eyes are not so charming, but it seems that the daughter of that family has run out to play. In desperation, he picked up his pen again, thought about it for a while, and changed into a secret blue dress. He usually wears a lot of Langyu ornamented fish, but now he has to take it off, for fear of being recognized, he still has a foggy white veil.

I thought about it before leaving, but in the end I took a box of rouge from the drawer and left.

He walked very slowly, he was used to being casual on weekdays, and it was always uncomfortable to learn from the girl's house, and he desperately thought about the tone of those girls, and looked for the steward in front of the rouge cabinet, showed her the rouge box, and pinched his voice and said: "Sister, can this rouge be sold? "This rouge box is familiar...... the lady in charge took the rouge box and looked at it, slid open the lid and dipped it in the fragrance, and was stunned, "This rouge box was designed by our sister Oiran Xin according to the peach blossom tree in front of the store, but the rouge with the orchid fragrance in it is clearly not the color number that we usually sell...... There are similar goods in the Mu family's business, but our sister Xin thinks the color is too light, so she doesn't put it out for sale. Listening to Qi Xiu's words, Tang Miao took it over and looked at what was written in the notes

"What the hell is this, bullshit doesn't make sense, Lao Tzu won't!"

After that, he threw the poem into the refining furnace, and his eyes were shining with gold, and his stupid apprentice finally opened his mind and wanted to learn to refine living things.

"Boy, I have a chance, I finally want to refine living things, and I deserve to be my apprentice."

Tang Miao patted the person's shoulder vigorously

"Come and see, this is something that only a saint can do, I refined myself as soon as I became a saint before, resulting in sometimes being delirious now, remember to try something else in the future refining, and then try your body"

Tang Miao grabbed a bird

"Look at it, ordinary refining, generally use dead things, but dead things are very poor to be puppets without spirituality, so I choose to use living things to refine weapons, look good"

Tang Miao used his aura to drag the bird up, and the bird scurried around in his aura, as if until his end, Tang Miao's other hand added various liquid metals to the water and put the bird into the liquid metal.

"I don't have much metal here, so I won't show you any high-grade metal, I'll use the most ordinary mortal iron to show you again, after this bird enters the liquid metal water, you open a few small openings in his body to let the metal flow into his blood, but to ensure the gentleness of the aura, you can't let him die, otherwise your efforts will be wasted, and when he becomes metallic, he will be branded in his mind, because it is a bird, so it is very good to make him convinced"

Tang Miao threw the bird to Qi Xiu, this is an authentic spiritual weapon, although it is very rubbish, but it is indeed a spiritual weapon, take it to play, the cool breeze in the evening is coming, and the sunset has not completely receded. The dim light gilds the scene in front of him with a dull gold,

"The past and the present are long, and the things of the world are floating. The heroes died and did not look back. ”

The fingertips were slightly raised, and Zhu Xian gradually got better, and the song lingered around the beam for a long time and refused to disperse. After a while, his hands were on the seven strings, and the music faded away. The man was indifferent, he didn't have half an expression, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, muttering in his mouth that the heroes were dead and didn't look back, at first I didn't realize it, but now I really feel more and more interesting.

The black eagle streaked across the boundless autumn colors, and the song was shrill, which was really not very good. I was stunned for a moment. He suddenly remembered the exchange and guidance with the teacher yesterday, collected the emotions on his face, and gave a salute from afar. As if to a distant old man, he leaned over again after the salute and hung the xylophone on the table against the wall, the silver tassels fluttering.

After a little hesitation, he still made a pot of strong tea, and waited until the tea leaves were rolled and carefully picked out one by one. For the rest of the entrances, the bitterness also went to three points. However, according to this estimate, the tea has lost nine points.

But so what? Such a waste of thought is actually full of mind according to the eyes of outsiders, and the tea will inevitably look pale and soft.

Step out and let the fragrance of tea drift around. If this matter is no longer accurate, it will seem too stingy.

It's just that the aftertaste is really interesting.

After all, there is only one year left, and he can't even do anything, and he is full of sadness and wants someone to guide him, but now I am afraid that few people are willing to discuss these heavy and boring topics with him

He looked at the white clouds on the horizon gathering and dispersing, but he didn't know that time was fleeting, and he couldn't help but know what to do for a while, so he had to sit down and rest and sort out the tutoring materials he made

With a stroke of the pen, he quickly poured ink and practiced a few holy yellow talismans, all of which were fierce and evil attacks, he only knew that the demonic qi was about to enter the world, but what could he contribute to all this? It was nothing more than these useless play accidents, adding some meditation talismans, blessing talismans and other things that would help the character's own luck

After all, before the danger came, no one knew that the warmth of the wow community was not delivered, and he almost folded himself in. Nanori was embarrassed by the pillow and thought that she was going to die as she threw herself on the bed - there was nothing.

Dreamland...... It turns out that even looking at the bed through the curtain is an illusion?...... I should have thought that this whole room was probably made up of illusions......

The blushing and heart-pounding sounds still echoed in her ears, but Nanori only felt a chill in her back. The only breakthrough in her mind was shattered, and then she really didn't know how to solve it.

But if there was no one on the bed, how did the pillow fall off? And I tripped over myself accurately? And the song went on to the pillow or something......

Nanori picked up the pillow and put it in the middle of the bed, stayed for a while as if waiting for it to react, and then took it down again, wanting to destroy it but not daring to destroy it.

Then I'm going to tear a corner of it?

Minamiori then tore the pillow in half.

“...。 ”

Depend on.

Nanori threw the pillow in his hand, and picked up the piano as a strumming string that didn't know how important it was. A heavy, muffled sound echoed throughout the room, as if the eardrums were about to burst, as if even the air was twisted by the violent tremors. The aura of heaven and earth gathered around it was as if it could be turned into an entity, and it gushed out violently when Nan Weaving plucked the strings the next time. She wanted to break through the illusion in a violent way.

"Is it annoying to keep babbling in my ear?"

"It's enough to sing for a while. He bit his lower lip and waited for the smell of rust to spread, only to snort like a cat overflowing.

Isn't it just to be beaten? I'm still afraid of this!?

Hua Mocheng secretly calculated how to reduce the damage suffered, and was even more disgusted that this person did not change his mistakes but fought hard, his proud heart did not allow him to show the slightest weakness and incompetence, and the pain of his fists to the flesh forced back the corners of his eyes to moisten, and his mind was as clear as a mirror, and he looked coldly at this person's violent posture of annoyance.

Until the formation lines at his feet lit up, the tables and chairs in the conference room were coordinated with the criss-crossing carved knife marks, and the handsome face that was punched twisted smoothly, and the corners of the cracked lips pulled out a bright and proud arc:

"Xue Zhun, Huo Qing, this matter, we are not finished!"

The chains condensed by spiritual power trapped Xue Zhun from top to bottom, and the distance between the two was widened, Hua Mocheng patted his shoulder, and his phoenix eyes narrowed to reveal a look of disgust as if he had been touched by garbage.

Boom!

The door was kicked open, and the lazy voice was particularly clear in the confronting conference room:

"President, my old man is not dead yet, you two are doing things in my Mingshan Realm, are you afraid that the director of education downstairs will run up and give you both a punishment?" 22