145. Chapter 142
"It's a matter of whether the deity comes or not, but, Moyun Immortal Venerable, this doll, if the deity is not mistaken, it should be the object of your apprentice's theater line, I don't know if the deity remembers correctly, or misremembered?"
Bai Wuchen lightly brushed his ink eyes, and then raised a faint smile, "Well, you are mistaken, this doll is just a thing that the deity suspects is from the Demon Realm." ”
"So you're going to be ruined?"
"What do you not think?"
Hearing Bai Wuchen's car, Feng Qianmo was not in a hurry to verify anything, just laughed lightly, shook his head, and then said lightly, "If you have something to ask me in the future, I just hope you don't regret it." ”
When the words fell, Feng Qianmo disappeared in a flash, Bai Wuchen just looked at the doll that turned into powder in his hand, and lowered his ink eyes lightly, was he really wrong?
A gust of wind blew, raising the powder, Bai Wuchen lowered his eyes lightly, if he was wrong, then he would be so wrong.
Finally, on the side of the reincarnation platform, Feng Qianmo was in the main hall, munching on peaches with leisure, and suddenly heard Bai Wuchen's voice, "Help me." ”
The corners of Feng Qianmo's mouth lifted slightly, and then he shook the peach in his hand, "What's the matter, Moyun Immortal Venerable regrets it?"
"I never do anything I regret. ”
"What do you want the deity to help you do? Now that you are taking the blame for Qing Yu, now do you want to continue to die for Qing Yu? Ouch, Moyun Immortal Venerable, is it really good for you to do this?" Feng Qianmo lowered his eyes lightly and threw the peach on the ground casually, he didn't know why so many Immortal Venerables jumped into the fire pit one by one for the sake of love and death, hey, they didn't die, he was tired of it, okay?
The same is true for the ink clouds, and so is the falling fire.
"Okay, since you don't want to answer, then tell the deity how you want the deity to help you this time?"
Feng Qianmo looked at Bai Wuchen and didn't speak for a long time, and he was also a good person, raised his eyebrows, and took the initiative to ask.
"Make a space-time jade card and send Light Feather to the world of Ling. ”
"Ouch, ancestor, do you want the deity to have no half life? I'm afraid that this immortal deity that transcends the limits of space will not be used halfway, and he will fall to the ground with a bang. "The immortal art that spans this time and space is indeed enough to ask for half a life for an immortal venerable, but when Feng Qianmo said this, he said it with a smile, as if he was making a joke.
"I can't beg anyone else. "Now, everyone in the fairy world regards Qing Yu as an enemy, how can he ask others.
"Well, since that little girl is willing to call me Brother Qianmo, then the deity will be a good person to the end, but, Mo Yun, you have to give something to show it, otherwise the deity will go to life and death for nothing?"
"If I die, all that is in the temple will be yours. ”
"That little girl is really so important?" Feng Qianmo raised his eyebrows lightly, the things in Bai Wuchen's palace are good, there is nothing to say, the legendary Immortal Venerable who is in charge of discipline, how can things be so bad, not to mention Bai Wuchen, this 10,000-year-old Immortal Venerable, this thing, you don't have to think about it, you know that it is excellent.
"Yes. ”
"Okay, the deity will help you. ”
After all, Moyun Immortal Venerable has become a page of history in the heavenly court, and Feng Qianmo, because of this incident, almost ruined the cultivation of the Immortal Venerable, when he was recuperating on the couch, Feng Qianmo was so angry that he gritted his teeth, Mo Yun, if there is a next time he will never believe you, where is this half life, it is obviously almost fatal!