A few people stopped above the island in the middle of the five-color lake, and their divine senses unscrupulously scanned the islands below, chattering endlessly about the long and short. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Who's coming?"

A petite body shot out from the middle of the lake island complex.

The visitor was wrapped in an animal fur sweater and trousers, with a hair tied in a bun on the back of his head, and a small wooden stick obliquely inserted on it that was broken from somewhere, with a thin face, a fine nose and mouth, but his eyes were very smart, and he was far from being vigilant against a large number of uninvited guests.

This can make Ji someone embarrassed, obviously he is a person who has returned to his hometown, and he is just greeted by no one who knows him, and he is actually regarded as a person with bad intentions by the younger generations.

"Ahem, little friend. Who is Deacon of the Five Colors Lake?"

He was sure that the Friar in person was not someone he knew, nor was it from a later family.

"If you are blind, anyone knows that this is our five-colored lake spiritual land. I don't even know who the famous deacon of the Five Colors Lake is, and he dares to run to rap him?

Looking up at the sky, his dark brown pupils overlooked several people, and his face was expressionless.

Although he is small and his face is delicate enough, he can't appreciate his dress, but this little temper is really not small.

When did the five-color lake have such a heavy confidence?

Didn't the juniors still look above the top one by one?

"Uh, could it be that Xiao Daoyou's surname is Qin?"

Ji Nineteen immediately thought of a certain Qianying, which was really a bit similar.

It's just that this temper is as timid as a mouse and cautious, and the other is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and is full of courage.

He didn't believe that this little guy didn't release his divine sense to explore before taking off, obviously it was a cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, how could he be so sure that he could suppress this kind of cultivator, who seemed to be a stranger who didn't know geometry.

"Scared, you white-faced guy is still a little interesting. Even this girl's surname is Qin. What is the plan to stay in the deacon's hall for a long time and not be able to stay in the air?"

The look of surprise in the little guy's eyes flashed, and he began to tense like a little adult again.

"Hehe, the deity not only knows that your surname is Qin, but also understands that you are a mother, and your mother's name is Qin Kong'er?"

The corners of Ji's mouth bent, and he instantly overlapped and compared the person in front of him with a certain figure, pretending to be profound.

"Scared, you know this? Could it be that you are the one your mother often talks about?"

The little guy changed his arrogance just now, straightened his head, looked at each other levelly, and looked up and down with curiosity about the boy in white.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

Ji someone was narcissistic and actually put on a posture that he thought he was handsome and promoted, and generously let this little guy look up.

"Hmph, who do you care about? We won't recognize you, in the early years, I left the orphans and widows and said goodbye, and now I don't want to enter the door to recognize my relatives. ”

The little face was cold, and the cold words came out.

"What?"

"What?"

"What?"

Several of them were indescribably terrifying expressions.

Murong Yan even took a pair of wonderful eyes to give birth to a large number of Ji someone, and his expression didn't look like he missed it at all, and a plain white little hand was even more rubbing and wanted to hang it up, wanting to find out what was going on in Ji someone's sea of knowledge.

Ji Nineteen didn't know what to say, and he patted his head as if he understood something.

Shang Keqin and the two looked at the little brother playfully, and the meaning was clear.

'I don't see that you kid is still a merciless amorous seed!'

Even the ignorant little Zihuo could hear something, and explored the big and small, a man and a woman, back and forth with the purple pupils, obviously comparing what similarities there were.

"Ahem, little girl. I'm afraid you've misunderstood. Qin Kong'er is the younger generation of the deity. Don't overthink it. ”

I don't know who he was talking to.

"Hmph, I don't care who you are. Anyway, this girl is here, you don't want to see your mother. What task did Jia Shen Ji Jia Chou Nian leave to perform, and Jia Wu Ji Jia Wu Nian only returned, I don't know if you, a negative man, have no mother in your heart, is there such a child. ”

The little guy's resentful look is really distressing.

Ji someone couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"What? This year is still the first year of the first day of the year?"

Ji someone is simply not calm.

It stands to reason that there have been a lot of months in the past year, why has this world only been less than a hundred years old?

Could it be that there is a considerable time difference between the two worlds?

Or is the flow of time in that realm relatively slow?

"Oh, little girl. The deity is not you, the real Ji 19 is also, you quickly ask your mother to know who the deity is. ”

Ji Jiujiu didn't want to drill with her anymore, it seemed that Qin Kong'er's emotions were not very smooth. was actually bumped into by him, and he wanted to pour bitter water a little.

"What, Chicken Nineteen, Duck Nineteen. We don't have such a ...... at all."

Before the words could pop out, the little guy stared at Ji Nineteen in even more surprise.

Who is the legend of this five-colored lake?

couldn't help but walk in the air, and looked around Ji three times before stammering and asking, "You, you are really Ji Nineteen?"

I couldn't believe it.

That one was worshiped as a god by the down-and-out boys and girls at the Enlightenment Ceremony.

Since his birth, no one has been abandoned because of the inferior spiritual root, and he has also improved the production method, supplied countless spiritual valleys, spiritual vegetables, and spiritual medicines, and kept the spiritual mountains everywhere from drying up.

It seems that overnight, the Three Holy Cities have flourished incomparably, and the rising monks are like rain, and the output is endless.

What is hateful is that after the internal problems have been improved, the high-level people have started to work on minor repairs, and they have to go out of the city every ten years to practice.

It was a life-and-death experience.

It is also said to be to train their juniors.

From time to time, they clash with other giant cities in the vast desert.

How could such a legendary figure be so easily encountered?

It's so kind, I can't believe it.

"Do you say that you are Lord Ji Nineteen, are you Lord Ji Nineteen? ”

The little creature still wouldn't believe it.

However, with a flick of his hand, a transmission note quickly went to a certain hall in the building below.

In an instant, two almost identical beautiful figures shot out.

"Qin Ling, what's disturbing my retreat cultivation?"

It turned out that this little guy was really surnamed Qin, and his single name was a spiritual character, and Ji didn't guess wrong at all.

The voice was crisp and pleasant, although it was a reproach, but there was no sense of reproach.

"Sister, is it Childe? Am I dreaming?"

Without waiting for Qin Ling to reply, another beautiful female cultivator who came with her almost covered her mouth with her hands and stared at Ji Nineteen with a pair of watery eyes.

The wonderful person who spoke just now was also stunned, looking at Ji Shijiu in white with suspicion, resentment, and joy, and didn't know what to say for a long time. (To be continued.) )