"Did I say you're laughing enough?"

In the afternoon, in front of the city gate, Su Rongrong looked at someone with a smile on his face speechlessly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Someone was indifferent, looked at her goofy face, and pulled the corners of his mouth again.

Su Rong Rong collapsed.

Who can tell her why Lu Bo is obviously an indigenous resident, but he understands the stalk of "world peace"? No, no, no, this thing shouldn't understand this joke, maybe he is just laughing at the good wishes of an innocent young lady who has just entered the rivers and lakes as a killer who has been vicissitudes for many years?

Damn, this is even more unpleasant! It's better to give him a science popularization of this stalk another day.

Old lady Zhu stepped forward from behind and patted her on the shoulder, which seemed to be encouragement but was more like comfort: "Su Xiaoyou, it's good to have this heart." We cultivators must have a correct original intention, and only after going through many hardships can we not lose our true nature and achieve positive results. ”

Old Lady Chu also smiled: "Yes, Su Xiaoyou is at the age of flowers, and it is worthy of appreciation to have such a heart." ”

Old Lady Zhu glanced at Old Lady Chu: "Speaking of you at this age, it seems that you are already a tyrant in Yicheng, and you have disabled many young talents." ”

The old lady Chu immediately shouted: "That's what they asked for! If the old lady doesn't get married, they will block my door, isn't it looking for a fight?"

The two old men noisily crossed Su Rongrong and joined the other three elders to discuss the closure of the moat.

If you want to get out of the city, you must temporarily close the city protection array, but no one knows if the insect swarm is still nearby, so Zheng San mobilized a large number of people to defend the city in case of emergency.

This time into the mountain is not an encirclement and suppression, there are not many people but fine, so only Qing Jizi and the five elders of Yicheng escorted Su Rongrong into the mountain. The miscellaneous soldiers of Yilangmen are useless, and they are easy to be controlled and hurt by puppet insects, so they are all left to defend the city.

While standing under the city wall and waiting, someone pulled the corner of Lasu's coat.

Su Rongrong looked back, a white porcelain-like delicate little face looked up at her slightly, and her long black hair fell like a waterfall, it was the little girl she met by chance under the sun on the eve of the previous year.

"Ah, it's you!" Su Rongrong was stunned, and sure enough, they met again.

The little girl nodded, untied a sachet from her waist and handed it to her.

Su Rongrong was a little surprised, and when she took the sachet, she asked more: "For me?"

The little girl nodded, and spoke, her voice as crisp as a mountain stream: "Wear it on your waist." Stay safe. ”

Such a porcelain doll-like little girl looked up and told her to be safe in a decent manner, her voice was beautiful but it was difficult to hide her immaturity, she was really cute! Su Rongrong unconsciously unfolded a loving smile, touched her head and said: "Good behave, thank you, what's your name?"

The little girl frowned and puffed her cheeks, and waved her hand away dissatisfiedly: "I'm not good." "It's cuter.

Su Rongrong's smile became more loving, and he raised his hand and wanted to touch someone's head again: "Mmmm, so good." ”

The little girl still waved her hand away: "It's not good." ”

Lu Bo glanced at them expressionlessly, what kind of idiot dialogue is this, and the woman looks even more stupid.

"Master Lu, Miss Su, let's go! Come quickly!" someone at the city gate urged.

Lu Bo turned around and left, and Su Rongrong also raised his hand to the little girl to say goodbye: "Little girl, goodbye!"

The little girl retorted speechlessly: "I don't call ...... little girl" Unfortunately, Su Rongrong had already run out of the city gate.

The eight people who were about to enter the mountain gathered, and as soon as they stepped out of the city gate, someone recited the magic formula, and the large protective array opened again, isolating Yicheng from them.

Old lady Zhu handed out a jade plaque to each person and said: "If you want to enter the city when you return, use this jade plaque to touch the city protection array, and someone will come to open the door." ”

Su Rongrong brought a jade plaque and wore a sachet given by Xiao Ling. This sachet is very delicate, embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns on the front, and printed with a gossip map on the back, perhaps for prayer safety. Su Rongrong was surprised: "Xia Zhou also has a gossip array?"

Qing Jizi smiled: "Su Daoyou's words are strange, the sixteen hexagrams of Xiazhou are inherited from ancient times. In your hand, this is the acquired gossip, the main feng shui fortune road, and the innate gossip is the main test of good luck and evil to ask the ancient and modern, but unfortunately scattered all over the world, so far incomplete. ”

Su Rongrong has read the novel "Ghost Blows the Lamp", heard the saying of the congenital sixteen hexagrams, and remembered that the people of the Axis Ring Dao had quoted the words of the "Tao Te Ching" to discuss the Tao to them, it seems that in terms of ancient legends, Xia Zhou and the Chinese civilization of the earth have something in common.

A team of eight people rushed into the mountain, Su Rongrong is a junior, and he is seventeen years old but only in the middle of Qi training, this qualification is similar to that of mortals in the realm of cultivating immortals, and the seniors of the Jindan period have popularized a lot of knowledge about cultivating immortals in line with the idea of caring for disabled children, especially the importance of meditation.

Previously, in addition to meditating and cultivating in Qi Yuanming's Wanteng Valley, Su Rongrong almost relied on task accumulation and cultivation, because she disliked the thin aura around her, and the progress of meditation was too slow. But now I know that meditation is not only for advancement, but more importantly, to lay a solid foundation, so that the aura can run through the limbs and bones, and nourish the spirit body, so as to relieve the pressure on the body during the great advancement.

Qing Jizi is worthy of being from the sect, and he has his own set of lectures and lectures, and Su Rongrong has benefited a lot from his words, so when someone shouted "The wormhole is nearby", she also felt discouraged.

The eight-person team slowed down, and Su Rongrong looked around, where was the shadow of the wormhole?

She closed her eyes and checked with her divine sense, only to find that there was a faint aura of tension and slaughter in the mountains and forests, which seemed to be staring at by many pairs of eyes, such as rabbits jumping in the forest, birds flying in the air, and mice drilling in the soil.

It's a puppet worm!

Su Rongrong opened his eyes suddenly, and the seven people around him also entered a state of preparation, exchanged glances with each other, collected their voices, and slowly leaned forward.

As they progressed, the mountains and forests became more and more impatient, and uneasiness lingered in everyone's hearts, and seemed to linger in the entire mountain forest.

Suddenly, a hare galloped under the feet of the eight people, and before Su Rongrong could exclaim, the rabbit had been split in two by a palm wind, and blood was splashed everywhere.

The corpse lay quietly at the feet of the crowd, and it took a few seconds for someone to recover from the stalemate and let out a sigh. Someone smiled, some people were still expressionless, and the giant palm Taoist touched the back of his head, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Easy, easy." ”

However, the tense atmosphere was not eased by the smile, but became more depressing.

Everyone was silent and continued to walk.

After walking for another half an hour, Su Rongrong noticed that the surrounding trees were gradually getting shorter, or rather, the trees were getting younger and younger, and they were no longer the hundred-year-old trees on the periphery of the mountain forest.

Han Lao suddenly stopped and said, "It's here." ”

Everyone stopped and looked around.

Old Mrs. Chu looked at it for a long time, and said quietly: "This is the place where people and insects fought during the previous insect plague. ”

The faces of the six Jindan periods are different, and there are thousands of thoughts. Sixty-seven years ago, dozens of talented immortal cultivators were buried here, all of them were dragons and phoenixes among people, before leaving, all of them were high-spirited, gearing up, carrying the ardent expectations of their predecessors at home or in the door;

Su Rongrong didn't know the tragedy of the previous conflict, and was still looking around for wormholes, and asked blankly: "Where is the entrance?"

Han Lao was also in sentimentality, and was suddenly interrupted, and snorted unhappily: "It's nearby, this is the closest place to the wormhole we've been, so it's the completion of the agreement." ”

The other five nodded together, the previous time they hadn't even explored the wormhole, they were attacked by the insect swarm and lost here; this time it may be that there are few people in the team with low cultivation, and the insects have not healed from serious injuries, so they dare not act rashly, but this place is right.

Lu Bo, who had not spoken, suddenly smiled faintly and said, "I know where the wormhole is, please take us for a while." ”

Everyone looked at him in amazement, puzzled.

Lu Bo said indifferently: "Before entering Yi City, the two of us waited outside the city for an afternoon. When I was cultivating in the forest, I stumbled upon a wormhole. ”

Su Rongrong clapped his hands and said suddenly: "By the way, I remember, you only came back before entering the city at night." ”

Lu Bo smiled: "Exactly." Then he turned to the crowd again, "I have a lot of seniors." ”

Han Lao said indignantly: "How do we know that what you said is true? Maybe you want to drag us to death together!"

Lu Bo glanced at him and stood with his hands in his hands: "Those who don't know have done so far, then the agreement has been made, but if they know it, it can be regarded as the agreement is not over." If Han Lao is not afraid of the backlash of the demons in the future, he can return to the city. ”

Han Lao stared at each other when he heard this, and the other five Jindan periods looked at each other, and Old Lady Chu stood up and said: "Okay, thinking of Su Xiaoyou's sincere heart, we can't hold back at a young age, so let's give you another ride." ”

Su Rongrong is embarrassed, it's good, but can you stop mentioning it......

Everyone agreed, and moved on.

This trip is a completely strange place, hundreds of years of towering ancient trees obscuring the sky and the sun, even in the afternoon it is as dark as dusk, everyone draws their swords, cuts down bushes along the way, and gropes their way forward. The sound of Suo Suo was constantly heard in the mountains and forests, and even without the use of divine sense, the snooping and hostility hidden in it could be clearly felt.

If it is said that the old road was taken before, it was nervous and mixed sighs, but this time the new road is really hanging with a heart, and everyone is tense up to prevent accidents.

The last time Lu Bo came to explore the wormhole, he actually manipulated the small insects he raised to investigate, that is, the one who followed Master Chu to eavesdrop on the conversation, and he himself hid in the distance. However, this time, it was a team of eight people who came over in a mighty way, which naturally aroused the vigilance of the insect swarm.

Suddenly, a dark shadow shot out from the thorn.

Old Lady Chu had good eyesight and shouted, "Mutant puppet worm!"