"I know what you want to do!"

Shi Luan blocked Wang Zimo.

"Sit!"

The white sleeves are fluttering, and the fairy wind is bone.

Shi Luan stretched out her hand and pointed to the opposite side for him to sit down.

A pot of tea has already been prepared, the fragrance is overflowing, and the tea smoke is curling. Looking closely, the teacup was white-glazed and blue-white, and the tea was poured out of the purple clay pot, stirred into the teacup, and slowly regained its calm after half a circle.

Tea smoke is like a landscape painting, the mountain is not high, majestic, the water is not deep, and the dragon is full of energy.

"Drink tea!"

Shi Luan closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance of tea as if he was fascinated.

The prince meditated and refused, but his hand involuntarily picked up the teacup, and the bubbling tea smoke drifted into his nostrils, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable.

He drank the tea, but saw Shiluan trembling with a teacup.

After a long time, Shi Luan put down the teacup, and the water was cold.

He changed into water and said to himself: "Tea in the Tianshan Mountains, bitter sea and salty water." Everyone in the world uses mountain springs to make tea, but they don't know that the saltier the water, the more fragrant the tea!"

Replacing the water again, Shi Luan poured another glass, and watched the prince smile and groan.

The kid in front of him couldn't see through the cultivation, and he clearly felt the power of God when he was drinking tea just now.

There are eight or nine Taoists in the dantian, which is a taboo for practice. However, it is also rare, and he actually survived from the Heavenly Tribulation, so he wants to compete with him even more to see how these nine Dao disks work.

The poem is leisurely, but the prince is silent.

"The battleship lends me, and it will be reciprocated in the future!"

"You don't need to be a cow or a horse!" Shi Luan was much shorter than Wang Zimo, up to his chest at most.

He suddenly stood up, put his hands behind his back, walked slowly to Wang Zimo, and patted Wang Zimo on the shoulder. Ear said: "As long as you win against me, you don't need to borrow your battleship, the deity will tell you directly where that girl is!"

Wang Zimo suddenly felt like a negative mountain on his shoulders, his body was crooked, but he didn't resist, "Boom!", his palm pressed on the teacup, and the blood instantly stained the white porcelain enamel!

With a wave of his hand, the sky above the battleship suddenly reappeared.

Under the round lunar disk, a huge warship slowly drifted. The night is sometimes drowsy, sometimes dark, and when it is dark, everything is missing, and when it is dark, the needles on the towering tree trunks below are clearly discernible.

There were many ghosts outside the ship, and suddenly a delicate shadow appeared in the coniferous pine forest below.

In the dim moonlight, the bright goose yellow stung the prince's heart deeply, and two iconic pigtails were tied together at the back of his head, nervously hiding in a dilapidated temple.

"Temple!"

Wang Zimo's eyes were like torches, and he poked his head to see carefully, but when it was alternating between dark and dim, he couldn't see where it was.

"Thank you!"

The prince silently bowed his hand and turned around to leave, but was stopped by Shiluan and teased: "If you are really carried away by love, it is the image of the spaceship passing by two days ago, and you can't find anyone if you go!"

"At least there's a clue, isn't it?"

The prince wanted to leave silently, but found that his knees were firmly fixed on the deck, turned his head to stare at Shi Luan and roared: "Let go of me! You and I have no grievances, why do you want to make things difficult?"

"No injustice and no hatred?" Shi Luan tilted his head.

"That girl is worth a lot!"

He stretched out his index finger, touched his nose, turned to Wang Zimo's back, and looked at Dai Xiaomo, who was entangled in a grimace, "Lijian Cliff and Ghost Crying Alley want her, and the Yin family in Jiuli also wants her, but don't live." I have a friendship with the Yin family, do you want to help them clean up the portal!"

Shi Luan said it lightly, but when he heard Wang Zimo's ears, it completely changed.

Like a lion in a cage, he frantically banged against the bars, trying to rush out and tear the people outside apart.

"Ahh

The prince was suddenly crazy, bare-faced, gritting his teeth and wanting to tear Shiluan apart!

"Yes, as long as you beat me!"

Shi Luan did not turn around, his fingers flicked, and the prince felt relaxed all over, rolled on the deck, and disappeared into the night.

Shi Luan's laughter sounded in his ears: "Three places, where do you guess she was sent? If she chases in the wrong direction, I'm afraid it will be too late to turn back!"

Shi Luan walked in the air, stepped on the void and came behind Dai Xiaomo, casually fanned the grimaces around him, pinched the slender and weak neck, and said quietly: "You could have withdrawn to protect yourself, is it worth it to cultivate evil relations with Kunxu ghosts for him?"

The two of them are about the same size, and Shi Luan is half a head shorter than Dai Xiaomo in careful comparison. Being pinched by him like this, Dai Xiaomo actually pursed her lips and chuckled, and said, "When you step into Yinxu, you feel that you are being targeted, it turns out that it is for it!"

"Squeak!"

The ghost baby poked out half of her head from behind Shiluan, and after seeing that Dai Xiaomo was the end of the crossbow, she excitedly clapped her little hand and burst out, and the residual mirror on her neck flashed with a strange red glow, and with its impatient mood, it jumped more and more urgently.

"Squeak, squeak!"

"Noise! What the deity promised will naturally be done!" Shi Luan raised his hand and pumped it towards the ghost baby's face, but it quickly dodged it.

"Humph!"

Shi Luan smiled coldly, his arms swelled suddenly, and he chased the ghost baby to "pop" with three big mouths.

"If you dare to hide next time, there will be no need to keep this face!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak. ”

The ghost baby covered her face and made a resentful sound.

"It's you, it's not appropriate to keep a good corpse pool, why do you have to come to Kunxu to wade through this troubled water?"

Shi Luan moved with affection and reason, and finally revealed the fox's tail, "It's better to be my soul, with the cultivation of the deity, you can be the king in Jiuli!"

"Squeak?"

The ghost baby dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and before she could look up, she saw a huge sword tip against her eyebrows.

"If you don't agree, the deity won't be reluctant. That ghost has taken a fancy to your imperial destiny, please ask the deity to change its life!"

Shi Luan put away the giant sword and sighed faintly: "But the final result is still the same, after exchanging the life, it will also follow the deity and be a slave forever!"

"Squeak!" the ghost baby nodded, like a chicken pecking rice.

"Well, there is still a difference, that is, your little lover, whether the deity gets rid of him or not, it all depends on your meaning!"

At this time, Wang Zimo returned. Seeing that Shi Luan wanted to be unfavorable to Dai Xiaomo, he immediately became angry!

"Fight!"

It was originally a mountain of ten thousand corpses, but now it has been razed to the ground and buried under the soil as corpse oil. The initiator flew wildly, the roots of the green tendons were intertwined around his neck, and the iron blushing face glared angrily.

In the open field, two teenagers faced each other.

Shiluan waved her hand, and the ghost baby stepped aside and didn't dare to act rashly at Dai Xiaomo.

Its eyes glanced back and forth from Dai Xiaomo's body, and it knew deeply that the meat on the plate was only for His Holiness. Whether you taste it or not, His Holiness will not let himself go, and there is only one ending, that is, to be a slave by contract!

Seeing that the ghost baby had withdrawn from the battlefield and was no longer pestering Dai Xiaomo, Wang Zimo breathed a long sigh of relief. Originally, she planned to put the Liqian bell on her, but now it seems that increasing her strength is the best policy.

After thinking about it carefully, Wang Zimo still couldn't rest assured, and left the dry bell out of his body, turned into a raging red flame and left the fire cover, protecting Dai Xiaomo inside.

Ping Yu was broken in two when he was fighting a turtle, and now he is still inserted in the corpse of the giant turtle.

As for the Heavenly Pestle, he doesn't want to take it out yet.

What exactly is this black iron rod, and whose hand does it come from? He hasn't figured it out yet, besides, this Shiluan's primordial spirit must be stronger than himself, not weaker, or use it to secretly open his divine sense when he is exercising his skills.

For a while, Wang Zimo didn't have the weapon at hand.

He took out a whip from Lu Dutian's storage bag and threw it in the air with a crisp "pop".

This whip is familiar, and when Wang Zimo saw the needle on the vine, he immediately remembered that this was the filial piety whip used by the head of the Wang family to whip him that day!

"Roar! It's a filial piety whip! The Lu family will imitate magic weapons in large quantities, but I don't know if your filial piety whip is real or fake?"

Shi Luan scoffed.

"If it's true or not, try it and find out!"

He suddenly opened his arms, his head full of black hair and no wind, and at the same time, a three-zhang golden body slowly condensed behind him. The golden body is surrounded by both hands, and a pair of yin and yang figures hang above the palms. This is a unique sign of the Yin and Yang realm.

"There is really plenty of spiritual power here"

Shi Luan stood at the feet of the golden body and enjoyed it very much, he turned his fingers into a sword, threw his right hand forward, and suddenly the yin and yang diagram behind him was divided into two, turning into two snake spears, one black and one white, and stabbed at Wang Zimo.