I've smashed the villain again

Chapter 215

In fact, this kind of thing is also available to outer disciples, and it is not such a laborious thing.

It is usually made by the Zongshitang, and it is mainly a small thing to see the situation of the disciples.

If it is an inner disciple or a direct disciple, it will be handed over to the master for safekeeping.

But even if it's not such a troublesome little thing, it takes time to make it, okay?

And I don't know if it's his illusion, I always feel that the little master obviously thinks he wasted too much time here.

And I want Balabala to quickly pull the little hairball to her side.

Well, the impatient kind.

But look at the indifferent and cold appearance of the little master.

The head of Yunshi Xianmen frowned vigorously.

Illusion, it must be an illusion, how could his always indifferent and powerful little uncle have such emotions.

With such doubts in his heart, the head of Yun Shi didn't dare to ask any more questions, and retreated respectfully and cautiously.

Tang Zhou put the little Nai Jiu in his hand on the bed.

Seeing him staggering a few steps, he pecked at the small jade plaque hanging around his neck in dissatisfaction.

It seemed that he hadn't brought anything before, as if he didn't adapt to this area, and he wanted to thump the things around his neck.

But with his little wings and calves, he couldn't struggle even if he was tied like this, let alone tied him with a rope with spiritual power.

In the end, he was so tired that he was out of breath, lying on the bed and gasping for breath.

The bright yellow mouth was also pressed against the bed.

Soft into a small ball, from time to time angrily chirped.

It looks like he has been greatly wronged.

Air blast.

Fry into a hairball.

It was so interesting.

He was too weak, and Tang Ju was a little afraid that he would get angry if he was not careful.

Seeing him lying on the bed quite angry, she didn't provoke him again.

He found two small platters, filled them with Lingshui Lingmi, and placed them in front of the little guy who was lying limply on the bed.

Seeing that little head look up at her feebly, then hang down again.

Tang Zhou didn't force him, sat down cross-legged, and began to do the daily exercises that the original owner had to do every day.

The spiritual power circulated several times along the meridians, and the refreshing feeling brought by it made Tang Jue breathe out a sigh of relief.

The long-suppressed magical power in the body probably also felt Tang Zhou's comfort, with a bit of eagerness, as if it was about to rush out of Tang Zhou's meridians.

Demonic energy appeared on Yunshi's little master of the Xianmen?

No no no, this is not okay.

Tang Zhou suppressed the child-like noisy breath for an instant, felt it throb a little bit unwillingly, and finally retracted depressedly.

The aura circulating in Tang Zhou's meridians seemed to be conscious as well, and consciously swayed in the place where the devilish energy subsided, like a villain.

The devilish energy that was about to subside was enraged and wanted to counterattack and bite.

The spiritual energy that had been staying in Tang Zhou's meridians was not to be outdone, as if Tang Zhou would not pay attention, and the two sides would fight directly.

When she was a senior sister of Xianmen, two completely different forces were in her body, and this kind of situation happened quite often.

It's like a good student meets a bad student, arguing and fighting.

Tang Zhou used to be quite used to it, but now the unexpected two breaths almost made Tang Zhou leak his breath.

Yi Cang also sensed that something was wrong, and asked in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)