Chapter 120: Jiuluo returns
"Woo woo, my aunt has wronged the silver family. I hold my breath every time I sleepwalk, and I guess the other party is treating me like a dead thing. Moreover, I have been lying on my stomach in the tree, and the bad silver has gone after me. It's also normal that I wasn't found. ”
"Bang. Another punch hit Du Mingsheng in the face.
"You also say that others are bad people, and you say that others are bad people, and I think you are bad people. Why don't you just remind Jun Qianxian Guan, it's useful to tell me these things now? Do you want to wait to see the jokes of the immortal official? Tell me these things in order to survive, aren't you? You bad person!"
"Bang!" another punch.
"Woo woo woo ......" The bad guys no longer dare to speak, saying more wrong, more beatings.
Lingge found that Jiu Luo's temper couldn't be suppressed since he came down the mountain, and he couldn't help but look at her twice.
There's no demonic energy, why is it suddenly not gentle. It's so tangled.
"Eliminate gas. Dissipate your anger, have something to say, how painful it is to beat someone. I'll ask for the rest, you go and knock melon seeds. ”
Du Mingsheng almost kowtowed to Lingge in gratitude. Just about to give a flattering smile, I felt a sharp pain in my back.
"Wow---" fainted in pain.
Lingge persuaded Jiuluo away, went up and stepped on Du Mingsheng's back, and he didn't feel too hard, why did he faint.
Could it be that he is also grumpy?
The other three watched Du Mingsheng being beaten terribly, and they all shrank into a ball and didn't dare to look at the spiritual song, reducing their sense of existence.
Lingge walked over: "How are you going to pay back to Yansushi?"
The clever one immediately replied, "We didn't see anything, and we definitely didn't mention anything about the little fairy ginseng." ”
Ling Ge saw that he was upright, moved to his side, and continued to ask, "If you ask how you got the injuries on your body, what do you say?"
"Hurt, what's hurt? This is what we accidentally ordered ourselves when we were barbecuing. ”
It's a shame that you think about it.
Lingge nodded with satisfaction, and his tone was extremely gentle: "Lao Tzu is not afraid of you telling the truth." As long as the ginseng is missing a hair, Lao Tzu will catch you and go to the barbecue. ”
"Don't dare, we definitely won't talk nonsense. ”
The three swore in unison.
Lingge pointed to the one who fainted and died: "His nonsense is also counted on your heads." Remembered. ”
"Isn't it? Shangxian, this, this, he, he has nothing to do with us. ”
"Lao Tzu said that if there is a relationship, there is a relationship. Are you not convinced?" Lingge's eyes glanced at Jiuluo, who knocked melon seeds. The three of them were immediately frightened.
"Suit, serve. We must not let Du Mingsheng talk nonsense. ”
"Oh, that's his name. Remembered. The three of you also report your names. In which palace is the errand. "There are thousands of immortals in Yansushi, and the ones who can make Lingge remember their names are all big people, although he has an impression of these four people, he doesn't know what their names are. Write it down now and use it later.
After being delayed on the road for a while, Jiuluo, Lingge, and Xiaoxian Ginseng set off again to Yansushi.
Biyuan Immortal Mountain and his entourage had a qualitative breakthrough in the skills of Jiuluo and Lingge, and the two of them flew towards the magnificent palace on the side of Yansushi.
On the cloud head, Jiuluo reminded Xiao Xian Ginseng to use stealth grass to hide her whereabouts, and reminded her not to run around willfully, in case she was caught, she would be stewed by the immortals as medicinal herbs. Xiao Xian Ginseng was frightened, and repeatedly assured that he was obedient and followed Lingge, and the two of them landed firmly outside the gate of Yansushi.
At this time, it was the time when Sun Xingjun worked hardest in the morning, and it was also the busiest time for Yansushi, and the immortals and maids all over the palace were holding paperwork, carrying baskets, swords, and pots, and hurriedly doing their own things.
Jiuluo walked into the gate and appeared in the front square at the moment when he said, I don't know who said, "I wish Jiuluo is back." I wish Jiuluo is back alive. ”
Everyone stopped, their eyes focused on Jiuluo.
There was a "click", and the document in someone's hand fell to the ground.