The woman in white gently pushed the back of Zhima's head, showing obvious contempt and disdain.

"Phew, old bug, take your life!" Weaving Ma was angry and red-eyed, wanting to use her life's cultivation to fight her, and the battle was fierce and endless.

The disciples were confused by this sudden fight. The situation is unknown, and she does not call for help, so she can only wait and see what happens, waiting for the opportunity.

I saw that the woman in white was smart and charming, but the other party made a move to kill but did not fight back, dodging like a flying star. Zhengshan's apricot eyes flickered, and the tip of his heart moved slightly: 'What a clever and pretty woman!

After a long time, the double blades fell to the ground weightlessly, Zhima was paralyzed, her breathing was heavy, and she had no power to make a move, and her bloody eyes were still stretched and she refused to give up. "You and I have already cleared up the grievances! But why do you still have to work hard to kill my sister!"

"With your wandering moon?!" she pointed to the pair of crescent blades on the ground, scoffing at them.

Indeed, that pair of wandering demon worlds is an ancient immortal weapon, and she has been competing with her for more than ten years, and she has obviously succeeded, but this immortal weapon actually chose a weaving horse that is much inferior to her in terms of qualifications, which made her faith collapse for a while, and she is still ashamed: "No! That immortal weapon does not have long eyes, I am not rare!"

"Could it be...... Do you still mind Min Rong...... He's ...... Already ...... mentioning him, Zhima raised her hand to cover her chest, why? so stuffy, so painful! trembling unbearably. "Poof...... throat was greasy, and blood spurted out.

"Shut up! You are not qualified to pronounce this name again! Even if you achieve immortal body, what if you become a god! If I were you, I would have gone with him early, and I would never have survived to this day! But ...... Looking at your description that life is worse than death, living is the best punishment for you!" She flipped her hands and gathered the twin flash spirit balls, and wanted to hit Orima in the head.

Zhima was powerless to dodge, so she could only close her eyes slowly, wanting to be destined by heaven. As soon as he closed it, he heard the "beep" sound, but he didn't feel pain, and opened his eyes again, surprised and delighted......

A blue-skinned mantis hung in front of her, and she was suffering a blow for her, the spirit ball was several times bigger, she secretly screamed that it was not good, it was too late to rescue her at this time!

How do you know that the mantis is not afraid, the broken suck is in the moment, after the thing is over, the fall will come down, flip the belly, the four shake around, "po......of" a full burp, so comfortable.

Zama...... Zama ...... My good sister!You're not dead!You're not dead!Xie Cangqiong, thank you Diyu!" Zhima couldn't care about the heartache, and her hands holding the "body" of the blue mantis trembled with excitement.

Zama, who had turned into a mantis, raised her "hand" to wipe away the tears on her sister's face, and when she calmed down, she turned around and jumped and bounced to the white clothes.

"Huh?!ahhahahaha~ It's so ugly, it's ugly, the male has horns, and you're ...... Hahaha......" Parachute pointed to the center of Zama's "head" who was still dancing and provocative, and laughed heartily.

Hearing this, Zama's compound eyes flashed and his "hand" flicked the top of his head, which was indeed a big bulge, and then flicked his "back", roughly depicting his dignity. Lying on his side, his limbs were entangled, no longer moving, and he faked his death.

"Sure enough...... Really...... Like sheep's horns...... Ha ha...... Haha...... "The brothers and sisters only learned a little bit about the beginning and the end, and they also stretched their necks to see the mantis thoroughly.

The body is 8 inches long, and most of it is blue. Six-legged without toes, smooth and straight pestle, like thin chopsticks bent; The body lacks scales, and the bald protrusions are flat and round, as if filled with water bags; The top of the head is cone, and the white tip is pinched, like the horns of a ram's horn...... She is the ugliest mantis in the world!

The jagged and noisy hilarity made Xuanying feel extremely harsh, she was the only "person" in the audience who was envious: Zama and the flesh and blood of the gnats, they were warm, they were real, they were of the same kind, they had families, and she had no relatives and no reason, no talking, except for the three tendons in her own Zhongdan, where was there an entity to prove that she was alive! She had an inferiority complex, so she simply closed her eyes and listened, curled up, and stopped paying attention.

"Laugh very much! Laugh very much! Get up! Get up!" Zichen turned over, picked up the poor "Zama" and fled, and the rest of the people laughed and drank before they were silent.

"Except for Mo Rong, Zuo He, you are all very out of shape today!In any case, Zama is already an entry disciple of our Yunfu Realm, is this how you treat your fellow disciples?!"

"Senior brother, didn't you see it just now?!! That Mantis Tribulation has failed! In her place, she -" Yun Zhe stood up, stretched out his middle finger and pointed directly at the scorpion.

"Yes, yes, what the Twelfth Senior Brother said is true!"

"Although that scorpion was born beautifully, that way of acting is like a charm—"

"That's right, no matter how high the qualifications are, this kind of person really can't enter the fairy realm, and even if he is right, he is afraid that he will be evil...... "Most of the disciples squinted at this half-immortal squirt, and shook their heads in denial.

"Ahem!cough!" Zhengshan cleared his throat, "This place is not a place for discussion, and besides, the hour is too late - there are two junior disciples, Lao Morong and Zuo He, who will seal the scorpion in the main hall first, and then conduct a detailed examination tomorrow!" He turned around and walked back, just in front of the woman in white, and the corner of his eye involuntarily glanced again and again, until the blind spot.

Mo Rong Zuohe obeyed Zhengshan's instructions and left first with the susceptible, and the rest of the disciples couldn't help but whisper for a while before they dispersed.

Only Zhima described that she was entangled and didn't know where to go, she wanted to ask Zichen for her sister back, to find out what was going on, and concluded that he would not agree, so she was anxious. Unconsciously lingering in the same place for a long time.

"Zhima, why haven't you returned to the pavilion yet? Could it be that you are still worried about Zama?" Mo Rong came from far and near, and now appeared on Zhima's side.

"Mo ...... Xianjun, exactly, I want to know how my sister ......" Zhima looked at his calm and soft eyes, stunned, that look like Min Rong, the same "Rong" in the name pierced the heart, and he was really speechless.

"Don't be afraid, although Zichen is romantic, but he is self-clean and single-minded in his bones, I have never seen him so attentive to a woman, and with Zama's sister now, ......" Mo Rong smiled at her lightly, really not mixed with sarcasm.

Zhima understood, replied wordlessly, frowned slightly, and bowed her head in deep thought.

For a long time, the two of them were still speechless side by side, Mo Rong saw that she was no longer as eager as Fang Cai, out of relief, he stretched out his arm and patted her on the shoulder, smiled at her again, and turned to leave.

Zhima looked at the somewhat god-like back with teary eyes, and muttered to herself: "Min Rong...... If you have been reincarnated, please dream, dream ......"

I don't know when, Wanying returned to Kunxu, she has been hiding in the quiet place for so long, maybe she is tired of being so noisy today? Zuo He couldn't help but sigh with some doubts in his heart, he will definitely discuss it with her after the palace trial tomorrow......

Everyone in the fairyland couldn't help but have their own thoughts tonight, and for a long time, it was quiet as usual, and finally fell asleep.

Before I realized that it was time for the palace trial, all the immortals arrived early and stood in the hall.

"Eh, senior brother, I heard that she is a bed bug!"

"She has been robbed, the stench is gone, the bed bugs are bed bugs, you may not be what it was before you beheaded it......

"Yes, yes, Zhande, what kind of Raush son are you? You don't like to chew the root of your tongue on weekdays, it turns out to be a sullen ......" Yuan Zhe tilted the little brother. Zhan De was younger than him, but he was older than Zuo He, just because he entered the country two years earlier, the number of lines was ahead of him, and he would be better than him in terms of qualifications and cultivation, which was the most eye-catching.

"Go, go, go...... Cultivation does not ask where it comes from!"

"Then you're still judging others!"

"I ...... That and that......"

"What that, you little stammer......"

"Hahahaha......" There was another hip-hop farce in the Yunfu Palace.

"Ahem~Silence!Brothers!What kind of system has it become?!"

When the words fell, the hall was immediately quiet, and the peeping eyes were all fixed:

I saw a man in his prime standing at the door with his hands behind his back:

The shoulders are wide and the waist is thin,

The white shirt is shallow and shallow,

The eyebrows are full of affection,

The skin is white and translucent, and the man is curled.

Seeing that Zhengshan walked neatly, his waist was straight, and he had a bit of a palm momentum, everyone was in an uproar, looking at each other, today's senior brother is very different from usual, the palace trial is only, why is he dressed like this?

"Ahem......"