The scroll revealed a terrifying and evil face, with a sharp mouth and fangs, black eyes and white faces, and hair scattered like demonic mist, constantly exuding the smell of death from the inside out.

When I saw this painting, my expression was white and sweaty, a three-year-old child could be scared to cry, a seventy-year-old man could be scared to death, and even the sky fell and he hurriedly closed it, no longer looked at it, and said with disgust: "You used to look so ugly, no wonder you have such a big temper, and ugly people are really weird." ”

"I!" Xiao Mo was speechless with anger, although the immortal cultivators didn't care too much about their appearance, they didn't want to be slandered, and there were some strong people who paid special attention to their image.

And the little devil belongs to some of the strong people who care most about appearance, at this time he lowered his head, smoke above his head, and trembled all over, which was to curb the anger in his heart.

Luotian didn't notice the mood of the little devil, turned the next page, and a beautiful scenery appeared, psychedelic and colorful wings, tall figure, perfect face, more than the appearance of the sinking fish and the wild goose closing the moon and the shy flower, the posture of captivating the country and the city, just a smile and a smile, can instantly capture a second-class sect.

"Hua Linggen, this is the symbol of the word beautiful! "Luo Tian appreciated, I can't talk about obsession, just praise from the heart, and damage the little devil by the way, of course, it's also the truth, one in the sky and one in the ground.

The little devil was already suppressing his anger, and the invisible taunt of the falling sky made him explode!

The devil is the devil, lawless, wanton, extreme self is his nature, no one can say it, he can't scold, this can't be changed.

The anger turned into a fierce demonic qi and flew out of the little demon's body, flying in all directions, a bright and penetrating black miasma in the sea of knowledge, and darkness enveloped everything.

This move shocked the heavens, and he didn't care about reading, and asked: "Little devil, what are you going to do? Aren't you afraid of fire!"

If the little devil is disobedient and continues to be willful, he will be ruthless, even if he loses this powerful helper.

The demonic energy still hasn't stopped, like a black curtain, covering everywhere, Luo Tian doesn't know what he wants to do, but only things that threaten him must be removed.

I saw that the falling sky moved, and the flame hidden in the depths of the heart slowly rose, which was the fire of hope, the light of faith, and the power to defend the falling sky and beauty.

When the little devil saw the action of falling into the sky, he didn't say a word, his face was serious, as if he was going to make some big move, his fingers were shaking and shaking, pinching his fingers, casting spells, and his mouth was full of words: "Where the devil leans, heaven and earth are idealistic, what I think, come true." ”

"Stop! Don't force me to do it!" Luo Tian shouted, and he still had concerns in his heart to dissuade him, thinking that they had been with each other for so long, and that they didn't want to lose such a good assistant.

But the little devil didn't stop, the dark curtain formed by the demonic qi rolled backwards, flying towards him, like being wrapped in a large sheet, the tighter and tighter the package, the smaller the package, and soon became a cube with a length and width.

The figure of the little devil disappeared from the sight of the setting sky, leaving only a cube wrapped in a dark curtain in the sea of knowledge, floating quietly.

It was loud just now, but now it suddenly quieted down, Luotian was a little confused, and his heart fire also stopped moving not far from the little devil, speaking in his heart, until the last moment, he didn't want to kill the little devil.

In fact, he didn't know that the little devil attaches more importance to the outside than everything, and the most beautiful, smelly, and narcissistic character thousands of years ago is the devil, and it is precisely because of himself that he believes that he is the strongest in the Phantom Butterfly Continent, no matter what, including appearance.

The ego makes the demon spirit root stronger, and the stronger it becomes, the more ego it becomes, this is a dead knot, the cycle repeats, and it is difficult to break.

I didn't mention this before, and Xiao Mo didn't care about it, but now that he is mentioned, he just slaps him in the face.

After a moment of silence, the cube black box made a loud noise, and all six sides around it flew out and disintegrated, and the black mist was shrouded, which gave it a feeling of domineering.

Luotian squinted his eyes and carefully observed the figure in the fog, as the smoke dissipated, he was wearing a white gold shining robe, just like the imperial robe worn by Qin Shi Huang, but the pattern on the chest was different, and there were countless birds and beasts painted on it, green dragons and white tigers, Vermilion Bird Xuanwu and other divine beasts, vivid and vivid, but they all looked up, and the direction of looking up was the neck of the little devil, expressing the surrender of all people.

Each silk thread is the best made, crystal clear, sewn into different colors and textures, different beasts with different colors, thousands of postures, dazzling and colorful.

At first glance, it is very attractive, and after looking at it again, it is even more attractive, and if you look hard, it is estimated that no one dares to wear it like this, otherwise you will be killed when you go out.

Until the fog completely dissipated, a face was revealed, and Luotian was also a superb beautiful man, but in the face of this face, there was too much less, such as the traces of time, leaving a deep and red dust on the face, leaving vicissitudes on the face.

has been standing at the peak, looking at the world's posture, set off this face, eyes like the sun and the moon, eyebrows like a pen, nose bridge like a mountain, lips and teeth like treasures, sexy stubble, uncle-like appearance, unruly expression just matched with the robe.

The jet-black and shiny hair went down and was casually put on the shoulders, but it looked so natural and domineering, is it because of the lawless temperament on the face?

If Hua Linggen was the most beautiful woman in the world before, then this person is the most handsome man in the world.

Stunned by the falling sky, he said secretly: "Who is this person? "No matter how you think about it, it is impossible that the little devil who always covers his face, wears a cloak, and is sloppy will become like this.

He's a man, and he's not interested in the way men look, except to admit that he's more handsome than himself, and he's interested in his clothes, even though he doesn't know how to wear them.

Controlling the fire in his heart, he flew towards this side, and Luo Tian asked, "Who are you!

The man stared at the setting sky, constantly fiddling with poses, like a model taking a photo, and posing a dozen in a few breaths.

"You can't help me? Have I changed so much? Hahaha, aren't you too handsome? You can't help but fall in love with me? Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you fall in love with me, I won't fall in love with you, die!" the man laughed.

Talking and swinging, that action, that language, just express one word, I am the most handsome.

It's okay not to speak, but the voice of the voice is so loud that I want to vomit, isn't this the voice of the little devil? Why did it become like this, obviously he looks domineering, and he is too motherly to speak.

Narcissism is narcissism, why pose it, it's still so ugly, who likes you, ghosts like you!

The hand holding the scroll shook slightly, and he couldn't help it, so he asked in a loud voice: "Are you a little devil? Why did you become like this! I thought you couldn't open it, and you wanted to attack me!"

The little devil gave him a white eye, condensed it into a full-length mirror with demonic energy, and admired it all kinds of times, and said angrily: "Old man, I can't be angry with your worldly sunshine, and I want you to see what the real face of the world is." ”

After speaking, he touched his eyes, eyebrows, side face, etc., and praised himself for being so good and so good, and he had goosebumps all over his body when he saw it.

Although I don't know if this is the little devil or his original face, but this sudden change in personality really scared him, speaking with a bit of a mother's tone, every move is not as calm as before, and he is like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old "teenager".

"You just let me know you're handsome? nothing else?" asked Luotian.

"Otherwise, okay, okay, stay and don't disturb me to see the handsome guy. The little devil said impatiently.

The childishness was overflowing, and the falling sky was completely speechless, and he didn't ask any more questions, retracted his heart, and threw himself into the book.

He wants to stay away from this transformed little devil, it's too embarrassing, why didn't he find out that the little devil still has this side before.

In this way, the farce came to an end, and the fallen leaves picked up the scroll again, and the book spirit next to him picked up the leaves boredly, threw them and picked them up by himself, and had a lot of fun.

Start from the outermost bookshelf and look in one circle after another, centering on the tallest scroll in the middle, and the end is here.

Time turned again, ticking and ticking, like a non-stop, when the sky was setting and working hard, various things were also happening outside the Scripture Pavilion.

Fifteen days passed, and Zhu Lele came here once, handed a letter to Ya Jin, asked him to hand it over to Luotian, and then meditated at the door for a day and left.

During this period, Gao Xiucai also came, but he scolded the fallen leaves and left, and the clear sky, the demon maniac also came, and he left after standing for a while, and there were many people who came and went in the Zangjing Pavilion every day.

Only the place where the sky fell was very quiet, and there was no one.

Fan Yue, after the father-son quarrel before, closed the door and did not go out until Steward Lu recovered, he found him and went out, and he was very happy to see that his godfather was stronger than before.

Grabbing the arm of the landing housekeeper, he put away his cruel and cold-blooded expression, looked innocent, and congratulated: "Congratulations to the godfather for being blessed by misfortune and making further progress." ”

Who would have imagined that the demon young master who was in the Butterfly Killing Sect would have such a face, like a little milk dog.

Steward Lu's face was full of red light, his eyes flickered, and his boring hair disappeared, full of luster, as if he had taken the Ten Great Tonic Pills, but the Jinshi Hehe Dan that Fan De gave him was more effective than the Great Tonic Pill, so he could bring back an old man who was about to reach the end of his life.

Just listened, he said with a smile: "I still want to see Yue'er become an immortal, how could he leave so early, hehe, but Yue'er, this time thanks to your father's help, I have time to see him, he misses you too." ”

Holding Fan Yue's hand, his tone was meaningful, and he looked at him fixedly, and his greatest wish in his heart was to let his eldest brother Fan De and Yue'er get along in harmony, so that even if he died, he could be blinded.

As soon as he heard his godfather mention his father, Fan Yue was instantly unhappy, let go of the hand holding his godfather, and turned around.

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