Shen Xingluo, who was huffing, also had no way to take Nan Wuzhen, after all, the cultivation of people was there, and she was not enough to see a little monk in the Qi cultivation period. But the more she thought about this mongrel insult, the more angry she became, she didn't have the courage to smash the stone in the other party's face, so she had to slam it on the ground, Tie Qing glanced at him, and sat on the ground.

"Oh, this is what I carved carefully. Nan Wuzhen picked it up with regret and wiped off the dirt on it, that cherished appearance, people who didn't know might really think that he was holding some kind of rare treasure.

It's something that passes the time.

Shen Xingluo rolled his eyes, took out something from the Qiankun bag, mentioned it in front of him, and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper of Nan has probably never seen what is called elaborate carving, you look at my exquisite lamp, but it took three years of hard work to make it." She also took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently, "This material is the bones of a five-hundred-year-old demon, and I have nourished it with spiritual power for two years, how about it, not bad?"

She handed the Linglong ball to Nan Wuzhen so that he could see it clearly.

Nan Wuzhen raised his eyes and saw a tooth-white spherical and delicate lamp, the size of a fist, the body of the lamp was warm and streamer, carved with many hollow patterns, and a snow-blue bat, which was the favorite thing of the little girl's family at a glance.

Nan Wuzhen looked at Shen Xingluo's proud face and asked, "You little girls like these flashy things, what's the use?"

Wasting such good materials in vain, the bones of the five-hundred-year-old demon may probably be able to refine a medium-grade magic weapon.

"It's a magnet for fireflies, and it's beautiful to carry it out into the grass at night in the summer, and it attracts thousands of fireflies. Shen Xingluo's eyes were shining, as if he was thinking back to the beautiful and light summer night.

Nan Wuzhen scoffed.

Shen Xingluo saw that he was not only not interested, but also looked down on him, and he was also quite bored, so he put away the exquisite ball and muttered: "Your broken stone also dares to be carefully carved, hum." ”

Nan Wuzhen closed his eyes and leaned against the beauty couch, as if he was asleep, but in fact, he was just closing his eyes to recuperate, and the aura in his body flowed in an orderly manner, passing through the muscles and joints and returning to the dantian.

For a long time, I didn't hear Shen Xingluo ask them again, what was their purpose, opened their eyes slightly, and saw Shen Xingluo sitting on the ground meditating and cultivating, thinking: This girl is really calm.

No, this breath ...... Why is it getting fading away?

Nan Wuzhen's eyes widened suddenly, and he stretched out his finger in disbelief and gently poked Shen Xingluo's shoulder in front of him.

Poof-A living little girl suddenly shriveled down, her eyebrows blurred and faded, and her body shrank instantly, turning into a small piece of paper and falling to the ground.

This is...... Nan Wuzhen waved his hand, and the paper man fell into his hands.

The edges of this paper figure are rough and rough, as if they were torn off some piece of paper, and a few strokes have been drawn on the face as if they were scribbling, and the traces of the facial features can barely be seen.

Nan Wuzhen couldn't help but clench his palm, and the fragile rune paper was immediately shattered and scattered by him.

What a girl, she dared to play tricks under his nose. But how exactly did she do it?

Nan Wuzhen thought about it for a while, and he really couldn't think of what went wrong and made this girl slip under his nose unconsciously.

There is nothing else, only one, and the problem lies in the so-called "elaborate" exquisite ball, but how did she manage to drop the bag? You must know that Nan Wuzhen is a Jindan monk, although he deliberately suppressed his divine sense only within ten miles, but his perception of the surroundings is still very sensitive.

careless, it's all because since he entered the Jindan period, he thought that he could completely suppress the low-level monks, and never took them seriously, but he didn't expect to end up falling on the head of a yellow-haired girl again and again.

Nan Wuzhen's beautiful face was a little distorted, but in a moment, he returned to his undisturbed appearance.

Anyway, get her back first, and I won't let her go so easily this time. Cut off her hands and feet, abolish her cultivation, and see what tricks she can turn up.

Nan Wuzhen hurriedly put away the gorgeous heart-wrenching umbrella and couch, and let go of his divine sense to perceive movement within a radius of a hundred miles inch by inch.

It's a pity that Shen Xingluo has the invisibility talisman and breath talisman given by the Daojun, and the Yuanying Daojun has produced an extraordinary product, and Nan Wuzhen's ability has not yet been able to track down the Yuanying Daojun's talisman.

However, Shen Xingluo was not found, but there was an unexpected discovery.

In the southeast direction, the two roads hurried away, and they did not forget to look around to look for the figures they were looking for. Among them, the slender and small girl is not the little girl who stayed with Shen Xingluo before, it seems to be the sister of the stinky girl.

The boy who looks better than himself is also wearing the costume of Xuanxiaomen, hum, looking at his anxious appearance, it must have a lot to do with it.

Hmph, if you can't catch a big fish, it's not bad to catch two small fish first. I don't believe it, she can stand up for her uncle, and she can still watch her fellow disciples fall into trouble.

As soon as the sleeves of the red coat flicked, only the bare boulder was still lying in place, as if no one had ever appeared.