The Royal Road Flying Boat has been flying in the secret realm for six days.

In the past six days, Brahma Zhutian will assign an opponent to Jiumeng every day, the ancient star beast with a strong physique, the fierce overlord Star Evil, the fugitive from Tibet, and the evil monster born in the mysterious air current.

Almost every day......

Nine dreams will be beaten.

Feng Yan was amazed, this little fairy master, the degree of nagging and verbose, he had only seen it in his life. Just like on the third day, the overlord-level star evil she encountered, she sealed the other party, and actually talked to him for a long time, persuading him to be good.

Looking at the serious, innocent face, squatting in front of the overlord Star Evil, chattering about the truth, the latter's expression was really unimaginably wonderful......

"I heard that the last generation of Immortal Lord Li was decisive in killing and ruthless, even if you can't learn it all, there should be no problem in inheriting one or two points from her, right?"

Feng Yu looked at Jiumeng strangely.

"What do you want to say?"

The little fairy lord's pure and delicate face rose red.

"I think you have three big problems, the first is cowardice, you can't say cowardice, you do things, go out to fight, it seems that you have to muster up the courage to continue every time, you have never killed a life, right?"

Feng Sheng snapped his fingers and began to summarize his thoughts on her along the way.

Jiumeng nodded.

It is impossible to kill, not in this life.

"The second is that you haven't made much progress after playing so many games. Or just don't talk about the same means, what do you do every time you talk so much?"

Feng Yan looked at her speechlessly.

Jiumeng blushed and was extremely ashamed, she knew these questions, Sister Fan, Brother Tan Xuan, etc., in her eyes, but she had never said it like Feng Yan.

Shi Yan coughed lightly and said, "Young Master Feng, in fact, there is still progress. You don't know, Meng'er just came out in the first battle, both legs were weak, and there was another time when the opponent's appearance was so terrible that he fainted......"

"Sister Shiyan. ”

Jiumeng blushed and reminded that at this time, she couldn't wait to find a gap to get into, it was too embarrassing.

Is this talking for her, exposing her shortcomings?

The most hateful thing is that Feng Yan still listened to it with relish and smiled like an aunt at her.

"The really strong people are people who don't talk much. And you are just the opposite, the road is long......" Feng Yan sighed, looked at the nine dreams, shook his head and sighed.

"What about the third question?"

Listening to the questions of the wind weeds, in fact, she also felt that the problem of her little master was a bit big.

Especially compared to the Immortal Lord Li.

"The third problem is that if you are simply attached, it may be a good thing in cultivation, but in other aspects, it is a little less satisfactory. Feng Sheng shook his head.

Suddenly, Jiumeng's eyes dimmed, it turned out that there was nine-colored light circulating, beautiful and dusty, but at this moment, it seemed that he felt that he was poor and looked very lonely.

The wind rose up.

"I've decided, help you with special training, and become an excellent immortal master who doesn't talk much!"

Jiumeng's beautiful eyes widened in a daze.

"How can you help me?"

Feng Sheng made a fist with his right hand, put it to his mouth and coughed lightly, and said, "In short, it's a sparring partner."

You only fight once a day, it's too easy and painful, and the strong have to go through a thousand battles. ”

Tan Yu smiled when he heard this: "The little young master of the wind has the treasure of refining stars, which is ever-changing, and he is the same age, so he is indeed very suitable to be the opponent of the little fairy master." ”

"But wouldn't it be too one-dimensional?"

Shiyan was a little worried.

"No, I'll introduce you, this is my good brother, and I'm angry out of nothing. ”

Feng Sheng stretched out a hand, his sleeves bulged, and a bright and brilliant aura flew out, and the clouds and mist were elegant and changing, flickering in front of everyone, extremely smart.

"Another peak star refining treasure?"

Shiyan and Tan Yan looked at each other, this little young master was really spoiled by Jiuzun......

"That's right, Wuzhong is ranked first in the Imperial Treasure, and one of his great strengths is change, and he can transform into all kinds of opponents, such as ...... Look ahead. ”

Feng Xi had a thought, and he was so angry that he clinged to it, and in the blink of an eye, he became a gentle, young and handsome man.

"Brother Tan?"

Jiumeng's eyes flashed in disbelief.

"Little fairy lord. ”

The young man smiled, no matter how he breathed or looked, just like the real conversation.

"It's really wonderful, Tan Shu, can you recognize the flaws?" Shi Yan asked the real Tan Shu.

Tan Shu's face was strange, and he shook his head: "I think it's me." ”

Light and shadow change again.

Feng Yan turned into a cunning and playful beautiful girl, smiling, revealing two snow-white crystal tiger teeth, big eyes and sparkling, indescribably charming and lovely.

"Isn't this me?" Shiyan's eyes lit up.

Rumble!

The dark fog filled the air, and the wind changed again.

The black-robed monster old man, holding a big magic staff, his head was rotten and rotten, colorful, emitting a foul smell, his arms were full of white bones, a pair of cloudy eyes were arrogant and evil, extremely intimidating, a rotten hole was broken in his mouth, and several white maggots were slowly wriggling.

"Ahh

Jiumeng and Shiyan were all frightened.

This...... It's disgusting and horrible!

The black-robed monster old man glanced at his eyes, then stared at Jiumeng, and said with a smile: "What a watery and white little girl, it must be delicious." ”

As he spoke, he licked the corners of his tattered mouth with his black-brown tongue, and several white maggots fell, still wriggling, indescribable......

It's a tingling on the scalp!

Jiumeng's face was pale and frightening.

"Ancestor!"

Listening to the wind grass shrink into Jiumeng's arms, shivering.

Shi Yan even shouted: "Stay away!"

With a bang, the brilliant divine power exploded, hitting the black-robed monster old man, but only a bright aura dispersed, accompanied by the hearty laughter of the wind.

"Hahaha, how's that, realistic?"

Tan Shu watched it with relish on the side, and said: "It's really lifelike, and you can't tell the truth from the fake." ”

Shiyan's whole body trembled slightly, and he said angrily: "Little young master, don't be so scary!"

Feng Yan said innocently: "Isn't this scary? It's just an old demon cultivator I once met, and I haven't changed anything more terrifying than him." ”

"Don't, I'm getting goosebumps. ”

Shiyan refused, although she was a god, whether it was her appearance or heart, she was like a girl, and she couldn't accept such a terrible picture.

"Nope. ”

Brahma Zhutian suddenly spoke: "Feng Chen, you can change many similar monks and fight with Jiumeng, I think, facing them, it can exercise her courage, and she shouldn't be in the mood to talk to them too much." ”

With that, he glanced at Jiumeng.

Jiumeng's whole body was pale and sweaty, and when he heard this, there was immediately a kind of throbbing in his eyes.

In her mind now, there is still the image of the evil old man licking the maggots......