Ning Zhe was surprised by the old immortal and asked, "Is the old man Gui Geng?"

The old immortal stroked his beard and said proudly: "The old man has been living in this world for three thousand years, and the people here call me a thousand-year-old immortal. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Hehe, no wonder that's so!" Ning Zhe said, but he couldn't hold back a smile.

Looking at Ning Zhe's appearance, Lao Sanxian was furious and yelled, "Little rabbit cub, do you treat me as the old king's eight spirits?"

"Ahem, that's not what I said, it's you. Ning Zhe shrank his head and said innocently.

"Junior, looking for a fight!" the old immortal puffed up like a naughty boy.

Ning Zhe didn't care, and watched the old immortal call with a smile. The old immortal suddenly stopped, glared at Ning Zhe, and snorted, "Count you smart!"

Ning Zhe laughed, because the old immortal had just said that everything here was the opposite of the truth.

Just now Ning Zhe was flying in the sky, and the old immortal was able to observe his expression, so it seemed that this immortal's cultivation must be very high. It is because of this that Ning Zhe has no fear. Because the higher the cultivation of the old immortals, the lower the strength they show here!

A thousand-year-old immortal, more than 3,000 years old. Because of the failure of the catastrophe two thousand years ago, he was reduced to a scattered immortal, and inadvertently entered the Ten Thousand Immortals Cloud Trail, and made a lot of friends in these two thousand years.

To this day, Ning Zhe is the hundredth person he has befriended.

Therefore, he gave Ning Zhe a well-known nickname - Ren Baiqi.

"Hundred, come here. Without my guidance, you will encounter many dangers, and you will follow. The thousand-year-old fairy walked forward leisurely, smiled and drank the wine jug.

Ning Zhe said unhappily: "Can you leave me alone with such an unlucky nickname, my name is Ning Zhe, didn't you hear it!"

"I can't hear what you're talking about, it's so windy here!" shouted the Chitose Immortal in front.

Ning Zhe yelled: "Big you, there's no wind here at all! Old thing, see if I don't beat you flat!"

"Ahaha, you can't catch up with me~~" The thousand-year-old fairy laughed, walking slowly but as fast as the wind.

Ning Zhe was full of strength, took slower steps, and chased after him...

Ning Zhe is extremely uncomfortable here, and everything he does will be the opposite of reality. For example, the last time he urinated, he felt it in his buttocks, and he almost pulled his pants. In order to pee, you have to use your ass to exert strength, which makes him crazy.

"Hey, you've lived for 2,000 years and you've known a hundred people, and your popularity is not good. Ning Zhe caught up with the thousand-year-old immortal and laughed at him.

The thousand-year-old immortal snorted: "What do you know, there are only one hundred and three people here except for Lan Zhiji's people, counting you one hundred and four." ”

Ning Zhe asked: "One hundred rounders, and there are two more, who are they?"

The thousand-year-old immortal shuddered and sighed, "Those two people are both killing gods, and no one here dares to mess with them. Lan Zhiji's people didn't dare to mess with it. ”

"Uh, what's their name?" Ning Zhe asked.

"Don't ask so much, lad. Knowing too many things will kill you!" said the Chitose Immortal half-jokingly, his face becoming serious.

Ning Zhe smiled disdainfully, but did not continue to ask. Looking at Ning Zhe's disdainful look, the thousand-year-old immortal smiled: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. To tell you the truth, those two don't know what they can do here as they please. That is, they do not do the opposite. ”

"So amazing?" Ning Zhe didn't believe it.

"It's so amazing!" the thousand-year-old immortal was unswerving.

After flying for a long time, Ning Zhe came to the so-called Lan Zhiji. Before Lan Zhiji, the thousand-year-old immortal was separated from Ning Zhe. It seems that he is afraid of the people of Arashiji.

Arashi is a mysterious force, and there are very few people who know about it. Except for the people of Lan Zhiji and the scattered immortals of the Ten Thousand Immortals, almost no one knew.

Ning Zhe heard from the thousand-year-old immortal that there was a gang called the Xianlan Sect in the human world that lived in the extreme. The disciples of this sect call themselves Xianlan, and they are divided into Red Xianlan, Purple Xianlan, and White Xianlan, if you want to distinguish what kind of Xianlan these people are, you only need to look at what color of clothes they are wearing.

With the development of Arashi Zhiji for thousands of years, a rule has gradually formed. There are all women in Arashi's extreme, but there is not a single man. It's not that Lan Zhiji doesn't accept men, but for some reason men are very reluctant to join this force.

Ning Zhe also came here with apprehension, but he was also curious about why there were only women in this place.

At this time, what appeared in front of Ning Zhe's eyes was a large cloud as endless as cotton. And Arashi Zhiji is within this big cloud.

He jumped in, and when he touched the big clouds, he felt soft, as soft as a woman's body!

Ning Zhe held his mind, and he found that these strange clouds actually had a spring-making effect!

Ning Zhe now knows why men don't dare to join Lan Zhiji, because of the special effect of this cloud, the women inside must also be wolf-like lust-women!

"I want to be upright, but now I have fallen into this place of lust, my Bingqing, it's not my heart, it's really a last resort!" Ning Zhe was grief-stricken, scratching his ears and cheeks.

"Who broke into Lan Zhiji!" Ning Zhe was thinking wildly when a woman's loud shout suddenly came.

Ning Zhe looked down, but found a whole new world.

This so-called Lan Zhiji is indeed full of women. Looking down from above, I saw a dense crowd of women walking in a hurry, wearing three colors of clothes, red, purple and white.

And under the feet of this group of women, it is like glass, colorful, and very magical. And the air here is also bubbling like a splash, like a colorful seabed.

Ning Zhe landed a distance, and he felt as if he had entered the water. I'm soaking wet.

However, this liquid in the air is not ordinary running water. Because this water, once immersed in the body, gives a feeling of sadness.

Entering here, Ning Zhe remembered the sad things in the past. I couldn't help but shed tears, and the tears melted here. Suddenly, Ning Zhe didn't have that feeling of sadness.

Ning Zhe was very curious, and he couldn't imagine that tears could dissolve the magical effect of this liquid.

And after shedding tears, he now feels extremely happy. Even if there was nothing to be happy about, he felt happy. It's a peculiar feeling.

Ning Zhe saw the woman who had just spoken, and this woman was also wearing a purple dress, so it was Zixian Lan's identity.

When the woman saw Ning Zhe clearly, she was surprised to find that Ning Zhe was also wearing the same clothes as herself. No man has been willing to enter here for thousands of years, and today not only a man has come, but also a man from Arashiji!

Ning Zhe fell, he also found that a new set of clothes appeared on his body, and he thought that the woman opposite gave it to her, so he politely thanked the woman.

(To be continued.) )