My brother is so stable

Bian Zhuang sighed: "That's against you, Yiyi."

"Ha ha!"

Ling Zhuzi couldn't help being amused by this address, and her master's Taoist name also had B.

A vein popped up on Ao Yi's forehead, and he cursed: "Who told you to behave badly? When you see a fairy love another, you talk about the fairy from Yaochi, and you think of Chang'e in the Moon Palace in your heart!

If you go on like this, sooner or later you will be dealt with by the rules of heaven, and your face will be turned into a terrifying ugly appearance! "

Bian Zhuang chuckled: "Don't worry, don't worry, which rule prevents us from liking fairies?

As long as we respect the etiquette, don't offend the fairies, can't we appreciate it? "

Lingzhuzi remembered the three strategies for making friends that she had learned from Niutou Mamian, and sighed beside her:

"The friendship between the two deputy commanders is so deep that Lingzhu is really envious."

And showed an envious expression.

The corner of Ao Yi's mouth twitched: "If it wasn't for the leader's elder brother's confession, let me keep a close eye on him, who cares about him and pays him back."

"That's not true, we are the best deputy commander of the Tianhe Navy, and the most trusted right-hand man of Lord Water God!"

Bian Zhuang tried to raise his hand to hook Ao Yi's shoulders, but Ao Yi kicked him out.

After that, Bian Zhuang rolled his eyes and smiled: "Today, the three of us brothers might as well learn from mortals and have a friendship with Jinlan, how about it?"

Ao Yi flicked his sleeves, but did not refuse.

Ling Zhuzi was about to make more friends, so she immediately clapped her hands.

So, just as Li Changshou rushed to the depths of the sea of ​​blood, this dragon, one person, and one spirit pearl, under the witness of the sleepy and resentful souls around them, bowed to the heaven and the earth three times.

Hey~

Bond plus one!

On the other side, Li Changshou secretly arrived at the ancient city of Shura, and found that there were few figures there.

The golden-winged roc was flying in circles around the periphery without haste, as a precaution;

Daoist Duobao, Zhao Gongming, and Bai Ze set up a low table on the city wall, sitting cross-legged on three sides, each holding a handful of cards made of the original tree pulp of Paper Daoist, fighting vigorously.

The red lotus was floating on the side, wrapped by Taoist Duobao and the Dao Yun of Taiji Tu.

The Taoist top master group that formed a team before disbanded on the spot not long ago.

Master Taiyi and Master Yuding of Jiejiao left with Guang Chengzi, and the three saints of Jiejiao also felt that they could not save face, so they evacuated together with Qiongxiao first.

After all, they came here to grab the red lotus with a plan in mind, but they were knocked down as soon as they entered the city, and they slept in place for three to twelve days. It was really a bit...

Lost fairy.

As soon as Li Changshou appeared at the low table, Duobao, Zhao Gongming, and Bai Ze immediately got up to greet him and asked Li Changshou how the result was.

The words Yuanshi Tianzun said cannot be said directly to Jiejiaoxian;

Li Changshou just said that he had obtained the consent of his teacher and second uncle to hand over this red lotus to Jiejiao for disposal, on the condition that the remnant soul of the ancestor Minghe must be erased.

If this remnant soul is broken, the power of the red lotus will definitely be affected;

But Daoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming are both sensible, knowing that this is the result of Li Changshou's hard work for more than half a month, and the request to erase the remnant soul of Patriarch Styx is reasonable...

Although Li Changshou believed that he just ran errands and did not help, Taoist Duobao was still extremely grateful.

After joking and joking, Li Changshou also learned what happened in the past half a month.

Qingniu left with Tie Shan, saying that he was relaxing with Tie Shan.

In fact, Lao Niu followed up by himself, and Miss Ren didn't directly refuse.

Among the Eight Sleeping Immortals of the Taoist sect, Guang Chengzi, the elder brother of Chanjiao, woke up first, followed by Daoist Duobao and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

The Archmage didn't know if he did it on purpose, or took the opportunity to sleep in. After sleeping for twelve days, he yawned and sat up, and said a few ironic words:

'Dream?What dream?

I just fell asleep suddenly... It seemed that I dreamed that I was sleepy and fell asleep in a dream.

This sleep is really comfortable, has the matter been resolved by Chang Geng? '

Li Changshou: ...

Fortunately, the archmage slipped away after waking up, otherwise he would be so stupid!

Complain a word or two.

But here, at this time, there is still one person who has not woken up from it...

Li Changshou walked to the broken wall, looked down, and frowned slightly.

Bai Ze beside him said softly: "Water God, do you want to wake up the fairy?"

"No need," Li Changshou said softly, "I'll just wait here for a few more days, the two senior brothers will offer the red lotus to the third senior uncle first."

Daoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming looked at each other and smiled a bit.

Duobao said: "It's okay, just wait here for Junior Sister Yunxiao, let's go to Biyou Palace together, I dare not take the credit of Honglian from you."

"That's fine too."

Li Changshou agreed, and Zhao Gongming greeted Bai Ze and Taoist Duobao to continue playing;

Just as the golden-winged roc was about to move forward to salute, it saw Li Changshou's figure float down from the broken wall and land beside the sleeping fairy, so he made a salutary bow tactfully and continued to inspect the surroundings.

The phantom of the Taiji Diagram shrank by more than half, turning into a diameter of one foot, covering the heads of Li Changshou and Fairy Yunxiao.

She was trapped in a dream?

Li Changshou frowned slightly, and felt carefully, only to find that the power of the mirage had subsided, but she was still in a dream and refused to wake up.

It must have been a dream that made her feel at ease.

Looking at the fairy in front of her, she was leaning against the wall, her blue hair was like a waterfall, and her fairy clothes were like clouds. She had always maintained a cool face, but now she let go of her defenses, leaving only softness and beauty.

If a woman's appearance is compared to poetry, the facial features are rhymes, and proportions are rhymes, then what belongs to Yunxiao is the swan song of the ages.

There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and her long eyelashes were slightly closed, as if she was tired after staying in the clouds for too long, so she took the opportunity to rest here for a while.