"My sister is a giant, a tyrant in the Fengli Continent. How can you compare it with a weak woman?"

"Without mang, there is no complex of flower messenger?" Yan Ruhua asked.

Li Wumang smiled: "Wumang is too busy to take care of himself, so there is such leisure and leisure?"

Yan Ruhua's cultivation is higher than Li Wumang, so naturally she will not be a weakling. There is no need to be a flower protector. Li Wumang replied, naturally he did what he liked.

"Hmph, sister understands your thoughts. It's just that I'm afraid of involving the Yiling sisters, Pianjiao, etc. Yan Ruhua plucked the peony flower on her head. "Do you know what's so strange about this flower?"

Li Wumang was a little curious, looked at the peony flower and said: "My sister likes peony, and before the luck sacrifice, I saw my sister playing with a peony flower in her hand, and then threw it into the stream." I don't know what's so strange about this flower. ”

"You still remember that day. Yan Ruhua laughed. "That one is just an ordinary peony, but this one is not ordinary, the name is 'Jingqi' peony. It can absorb aura and prosper for a long time. It can be used to assist in the performance of flattery. ”

Li Wumang was a little surprised. "A treasure?"

"Of course. My sister's cultivation is known as 'Charming Sentient Beings', and she has only cultivated to the third level, and with the help of Jingqi Peony, she can raise the practice to a higher level. Wumang, do you want to give it a try?" Yan Ruhua's eyes rippled with spring waves.

"My sister is proud of her self-cultivation, and she is not afraid. Just give it a try. Since being rescued by Yan Ruhua from Mengyu, Li Wumang's good impression of Yan Ruhua has increased day by day. The female demon cultivator's words are provocative, and she is not to be outdone.

"You don't need Jingqi flowers, as soon as my sister's 'Charming Beings' comes out, Wumang will definitely fall off the flying sword. Yan Ruhua smiled indifferently, and sighed when she saw that Li Wumang no longer spoke. "In such a realm as my sister, there is no mortal simplicity. It's easy to rely on means to get nothing. But my sister won't do that. ”

How expressive is the word "take". Li Wumang couldn't help but shake his head when he thought of Pianjiao, Yiling's senior sisters, and even Luodian who wanted to talk. "Sister Yan, Wumang has never understood the love word. ”

The words of the two are their own hearts and frank with each other. Yan Ruhua was satisfied, at least she had a place among the many female cultivators. The outcome of the future depends on the cause.

"Wumang is a great luck person. The path to immortality is limitless. Maybe it's not necessarily the source of the red leaning green. Didn't you think about the seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards? Yan Ruhua's words were half-true and half-false, and after she finished speaking, she believed half of it.

"My sister taught me well, if Wumang is penniless, it will be difficult to find a partner who cultivates immortals. However, at this time, there was no slack off, and after the gamble, the immortal weapon was revealed. There are countless people who want to kill the unmangless. ”

Yan Ruhua said "um", thinking about her own thoughts. "Yes, I regard Wumang as a forbidden belly, who knows how big his peach blossom luck is?"

Edgeworth gossip. Walk with ease. When they arrived outside the Dry Mountain, Li Wumang and Yan Ruhua entered the mountain together and went to the dry bones.

There is no breath of a moon poison dragon or a peacock in the mountains. The two demon cultivators thought that they had gone to Damang Mountain with Qingluan. Li Wumang went to the altar of the king first, and after his divine sense penetrated it, he sensed the breath of blood. The wooden box should be in the middle of the altar, under the altar.

"Sister Yan, there is a treasure here, I don't know what it is. Wait for the mangs to be fetched. After Li Wumang finished speaking, he walked up to the altar. I chose the place closest to the wooden box, and the transportation capacity was swept around to move the large bluestone away.

"There are a lot of tricks without mangs, there are mud and stones under this altar, and there are treasures?" Yan Ruhua was skeptical after looking at it.

"There is a wooden box. I just don't know how to use it. After Li Wumang circled his hand at the place where he moved away from the bluestone, he made a gesture of hugging and pulled it up hard.

A pillar of earth flew out, and with three strokes and two strokes, a slope pit with a diameter of one foot was pulled. Open your palm and take a wooden box in your hand.

Yan Ruhua watched it with relish. "Wumang is a connoisseur of digging earth. It's just that the wooden box has no treasure, it's a mortal's thing. ”

"Sister will know when you look at it. Li Wumang handed the wooden box to Yan Ruhua, moved the soil back into the pit, and covered it with big bluestone.

"It's strange that the divine sense can't see through it. Yan Ruhua played with the wooden box in her hand and said to herself.

"The wooden box has been in the hands of Wumang for more than a day, but he can't see through the mystery. Is there a drop of blood in the box, my sister may be aware of it?"

"No, you can't. Yan Ruhua handed the wooden box back to Li Wumang, "This is your treasure, my sister doesn't have that heart." ”

"Sister casts 'Charming Beings', look at the unravelable style in this box?" Seeing the beauty of the present, I can't help but have a wisp of thoughts.

Yan Ruhua glanced at Li Wumang resentfully. "Don't tease your sister, do you know how uncomfortable my sister endures. Yan Ruhua, who was bent on Li Wumang, couldn't help but tell the truth.

Looking at Li Wumang's cramped appearance, Yan Ruhua smiled and said, "With this ability to have thin skin and tender flesh, you dare to say crazy things?"

Li Wumang didn't know how to answer, and lowered his head.

"Well, my sister knows your difficulties. Yan Ruhua involuntarily stretched out her hand and gently patted Li Wumang's chest.

Li Wumang raised his head. "Sister Yan, what kind of immortal cultivator is married?"

"Immortal cultivators are not immortals in the end, and most of those who become partners are those who are happy with each other. However, there are too few female cultivators among the immortal cultivators, and most of the male cultivators are alone. The female cultivators also practice the immortal path a lot, and the affection between men and women is indifferent. There are very few people who form partners from the mainland. Ling Zun and Ling Tang are really enviable. Yan Ruhua suddenly remembered the Li family's parents.

"My sister has been cultivating for many years, why hasn't she found a partner?" Li Wumang has not been involved in the immortal cultivation world for a long time, and he is not clear about many things.

"My sister has been cultivating for one hundred and thirty years, and there are very few immortal cultivators in the merger period, my sister's vision is very high, and there has not been a male cultivator who has made my sister heart move for more than a hundred years. ”

"What's different about Wumang?" Li Wumang didn't mean to tease the other party, but he was just struggling to make a choice and wanted to hear Yan Ruhua's evaluation.

For a long time, not only female cultivators, but even advanced cultivators like Lu Si and Moon Poison Dragon were often willing to bow down and be small, and follow great luck people like Li Wumang.

This made Li Wumang hesitate in matters between men and women. In Li Wumang's heart, what he hopes to get is an innocent feeling. It has nothing to do with his own fortune.

"Sister, has you taken a fancy to Wumang?" Yan Ruhua didn't understand what Li Wumang was thinking, and when she heard Li Wumang's words being too straightforward, her face turned red.

Li Wumang smiled dumbly, and was about to explain. Yan Ruhua was even more ashamed when she saw it. "Don't laugh, Wumang is a womanizer like this. ”

"My sister forgives her sins, and she doesn't smile at all. Seeing that Yan was like a flower, Li Wumang re-examined this Sister Yan. (To be continued......)