"Hey, hey, where are you going, what should Jiuluo do?" Lingge felt that Zhan Zun was not reliable at all. He left without saying a word.

Ling Bai looked back at Ling Ge, his gaze lingered on his hair, and suddenly said, "You are not a thing in the pool, you are different from Jiuluo Dao, it is best to stay away from her." Otherwise you'll hurt her. It's also going to hurt you. ”

After saying that, he raised his sword to split the river. The river split in two to form two high walls, and Ling Bai floated into the high walls.

"I'm going to kill the river demon, and you're here waiting for her to wake up. ”

As the sound disappeared, Ling Bai also disappeared into the water curtain.

Lingge stood in place, recalling the deep meaning of his words.

Isn't it in the pool? Stay away from her?

Fuck your uncle.

Isn't it just angry that Lao Tzu and Jiuluo get along day and night?

Lao Tzu prefers to be with her.

you off.

Although Lingge has been practicing for thousands of years, he is still a child's heart, and after turning into an adult, he is also a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Such a teenager is full of doubts about the attitude of the outside world. And I'm curious about what I'm interested in.,I can't help but want to get close.,Want to imitate.。

He didn't know that now he not only inherited Jiuluo's rude bad habits, but also the stubbornness and unruliness in his eyes

He was keenly aware of Ling Bai's strangeness to Jiuluo, and he was also keenly aware that this was a threat.

The mountain breeze was cool at night, so he turned the firewood more vigorously and hugged Jiuluo tightly.

The little fairy ginseng had already broken free from the rope and came over.

"Brother hug. She stretched out her hand and prayed for warmth from the spiritual song.

Lingge remembered her previous bravery, and dared to use a sword to stab someone who was a hundred times stronger than herself, and she didn't know where her courage came from.

"Are you stupid?"

Fortunately, it was Ling Bai Zhanzun, if it was someone else, she would definitely be torn to pieces and stuffed in her mouth.

It's a shame that such a cute little guy is torn apart.

Xiao Xian Ginseng pursed her lips, and was about to hum again, Lingge had no choice but to take her to her side, guarding the bonfire and waiting for Jiuluo to wake up.

Xiao Xian Ginseng immediately stopped crying, pursed her lips and smiled happily, and leaned her head on Lingge's leg.

"Why did you raise your sword to cut him, afraid that he would chop you?" he asked.

"I'm afraid, but if he wants to bully you, I'll cut him. I don't want to watch you get bullied. I'm going to protect you. ”

Lingge patted the little fairy ginseng on the head, feeling that her words sounded very familiar.

"You're stupid, aren't you? I was so fierce about you. Shouldn't you hate me so much?"

"I don't hate it, I like my brother. ”

"Little brat, do you think you know whether you like it or not? Be careful when I cook you and eat you. ”

Xiao Xian Ginseng looked up at Ling Ge: "Aren't you a little kid yourself. ”

Because Xiao Xian Ginseng stood up to him at a critical moment, regardless of his life, Lingge let go of his hostility. The two little goblins were gossiping while waiting for Ling Bai to return.

Under the firelight, Jiuluo's brows furrowed slightly.

The moment Jiu Luo took out the Bodhi Passing Lamp, the whole dark forest seemed to be afraid of the light of the evil ghosts quickly retreated to the rear, Jiu Luo also wanted to take some resin of arrow poison wood to prepare for killing the enemy to defend himself, who knew that the tree ran away like a long leg, leaving only a bare land in an instant.

Knowing that the power of the lantern was so great, she should have taken it out a long time ago, maybe three thousand would be fine.

She used the light to look at Sanqian's wounds.

There was a freak of ulceration on the back of his right hand, but it was controlled by his mana and no longer spread. His right arm was also wounded and bleeding.

Jiuluo tore open his sleeve and checked the wound, but fortunately he was not poisoned.

She pulled out her own hemostatic medicine from the bag and sprinkled it on his wound. He tore off the corner of his robe, bandaged his arms and hands briefly, and then put three thousand arms on his shoulders, put one hand around his waist, and carried a lantern in the other hand to chase the fleeing forest.