Text: Chapter VII: Fan Offerings

People can't see it, the house is getting smaller and smaller, until it is the size of an ant, his thoughts are far away, and he stares at the sky for a long time before he raises his head and finds that the surroundings are already thousands of feet in the sky.

When he reacted, he had never seen such a scene, his legs were so frightened that he almost sat on the ground, but fortunately he was supported by the bonus next to him.

"Brother Luotian, are you okay?" looked at his pale cheeks and said with concern.

"It's fine. Trying to control the discomfort in his heart, he said slowly, and then looked at the other flying swords, it was even more unbearable, the fat man lay directly on the ground, his hands clenched into fists, the short man and the rod hugged each other, and he was scared.

After looking closely, I found myself in a pale cyan cover, and the clouds and wind whirring around me seemed to be separated into two worlds by this cover, and I immediately understood the purpose of it.

Calm down, I've seen too many expressions today.

At this time, Hua Hong hugged Luotian from behind and said coquettishly: "Brother Luotian, I'm afraid! You will protect me, right?"

The sudden movement made Luotian unable to react, and he felt the softness behind him, and his face rubbed against him, and he was red to the root of his ears.

"Hong'er, don't be like this, everyone is here, I will definitely protect you, um! with my life!" Luo Tian said, his words trembling a little at first, but in the last sentence, he clearly felt that firmness.

Hearing this, Hua Hong's daughter's family was already ashamed, but she still didn't let go, put her head on Luotian's back, and continued to ask: "If Tianhong'er is in trouble, Brother Luotian will definitely help, no matter what, right!?"

Luotian chuckled, grabbed Hua Hong's hand, opened it, turned around, and faced her, her handsome face did not have a trace of twisting, and her hand never left, looking at Hua Hong.

The handsome face, the high bridge of the nose, the blade-like eyebrows, and the starry eyes were shining, which made Hua Hong dizzy, and the heart that had not been moved for a long time skipped a beat.

"Believe me!" Luo Tian said seriously, staring at the jade man in front of him, three thousand green silk shawls fell, amber-like skin, as if it could drip water, and the cheeks were ruddy just right, Chu Chu was moving, just like the woman walking out of the painting.

"Hmm!" the flower red whispered, like a hum, the eyeblot, like a stream of heat, flowing through the heart of the falling sky.

has been deeply reflected in the heart of the falling sky, I never wanted to possess her like I do today, and I didn't marry her.

Unfortunately, the good atmosphere was interrupted by a cold voice.

"Okay, what's the matter, it's here!" Wu Dadao.

Suddenly waking up to the sky, he quickly let go of his hand, turned his head, and took a deep breath.

"Hmph, you're big, cold!" Hua Hongyan said angrily when she saw that the beautiful thing was disturbed.

It's a pity that there was no sound for a while, and she was so angry that she pouted and sulked alone.

● The flying sword descended into the clouds, and the falling genius saw it clearly, with 100,000 mountains stretching endlessly, and birds and flocks of beasts everywhere.

The spring water stream turns into the earth meridians and flows slowly, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

The marshmallow-like clouds are constantly changing, turning into poems and paintings.

The five teenagers were dumbfounded, it turned out that the land was so vast and the scenery was so beautiful, much more majestic than the mountain in front of Luoxing Village.

The beautiful scenery passed in an instant, and a basin appeared on the ground, and when the sky squinted, he suddenly found that the basin was densely packed with small dots.

As he descended, he finally saw that it was a human head, and said secretly, what are so many people doing? Are they waiting for us to go together? It's very polite.

There was a burst of fantasy in my heart.

Soon the flying sword fell to the ground, and Luotian and the others walked down, looking around with curiosity on their faces, but the atmosphere was a little depressing, and no one spoke.

They all lowered their heads and played with their own, leaning on three or five piles, sitting randomly and scattered, and it seemed that they had been here for a while.

Wu Da stood beside Luotian and said for no reason, "Boy, don't die." He was stunned, looked up at Wu Da who looked like a bandit in front of him, and didn't quite understand what it meant.

But he still bowed respectfully and replied, "Please rest assured, senior." When he got up, he found that he had left with his men.

"Bah, bah, the dog can't spit out ivory in its mouth, dare to say that my brother is dead, hum!" Hua Hong naturally heard it and said angrily.

"Okay, Hong'er, Senior Wu is kind. Luo Tian said with relief.

Looking into the distance, Wu Da disappeared into the jungle, and suddenly found that this person was not so fierce.

"You guys are guarding here, and you don't let anyone get close!" Wu Da said coldly to the two people behind him.

"Yes!" said the two men, clenching their fists and bowing their heads.

Looking around, Wu Da flew up, like a spirit monkey in the dense woods, stepping on the branches step by step, a little bit, a few feet away.

Approaching a certain place, suddenly a black shadow stopped in front of him, standing in the air, and a young voice swept through Wuda like a spring breeze.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, are you all together?"

Hearing this voice, instead of relaxing, Wu Da tensed his whole body, immediately stopped his body, half-knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Let the deacon be in a hurry, the people have arrived, and the disciple should die." He lowered his head and did not dare to look at the man.

After a long while, the man said slowly, "Hmm... Now is the time to employ people, let you go, and there will be a next time, there will be no forgiveness!"

In the last three words, the spring breeze turned into a bad wind, and the murderous aura rushed straight to Wuda, and his head buzzed.

scolded secretly, how did this mission get under the hands of this murderer, it's really unlucky, fortunately, Lao Tzu has a big life, otherwise he would have stayed here.

Thinking back to the person who died at the hands of the murderer, for a while, I was afraid and couldn't stand up.

After waiting for a long time, he straightened up and hurried to the sect.

On the other side, in the basin, it has been an hour since the sky fell here, and the original excitement has also been lost.

"I mean, how long are you going to wait?" "Be patient, fatty. "It's someone else's territory here, and you'll have to wait as long as you want." ”

The fat man looked impatient and shook his feet, and the dwarf and the pole sat on the ground and persuaded him.

Luotian is carefully observing the surroundings, which is a habit of long-term training in the jungle, where to get to the terrain first, Huahong is idle to accompany Luotian's side.

Suddenly, more than a dozen green-robed disciples walked out of the woods, each occupying a direction, just surrounding the people in the falling sky.

Looking at the style of the clothes, Luo Tian knew that he was a disciple of the Butterfly Killing Sect.

I saw that these people bent down and said in unison: "Greetings to the worship lord!"

"It's so polite, junior brothers, haha!" With a long laugh, a figure stepped into the air.

A few steps to the top of the crowd, the sky to see, the wearing purple gilt robe, the gold silk lines in the sun shining brightly, wearing a purple hairpin, coiled up the long black hair, there are a few strands of hair swaying with the wind, the fairy wind is handsome, stepping on the purple dragon boots, embroidered on the dragon vividly, as if the real dragon around the feet.

Long and suave, plump and chic, with peach blossoms on his face, he laughed and fascinated many girls below.

It's really a girl's admiration, and a boy's envy.

"Cut, what's so stinky fart, it's not as good-looking as my brother Luotian!" said Hua Hong with a disdainful face.

Let the falling sky on the side be a little happy.

However, although these words are small, they can be heard clearly in front of immortal cultivators, and these words naturally fall into the ears of the man.

Looking towards the red, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Then he said with a smile: "Haha, hello everyone, all the beautiful and handsome young men, you can call me Fan Feng, you all want to enter the Butterfly Killing Sect, right?"

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

Fan Fengfeng smiled and said: "That's right, next, I will teach you the method of cultivating immortals, and tell you the basics." ”

So fast? here? The falling sky felt unbelievable, happiness came too quickly, but there was some doubt.

"Smack!" the fat man slapped the short man, "Why are you hitting me!"

"I just want to know if it's a dream now, it doesn't seem to be a dream!haha!" the fat man scratched the back of his head and said cutely.

provoked the people around to look sideways and laughed, and the bonus naturally smiled forward and backward.

Luotian is also helpless about this living treasure, but because of such a play, the atmosphere has eased a lot.

"It's kind of interesting, hehe, I don't know if I'll be able to laugh like I am now!" Fan said in his heart.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, making the disciples around him feel numb in their backs.