My brother is so stable

"Bold, dare to spy on this place!"

After saying that, he flicked his fingers, and a cyan brilliance disappeared in a flash, directly... poking and exploding the blood mosquito in the sky.

2 Chapter Twenty

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In the sound of mosquitoes, Li Changshou could hear some temptation and cowardice...

The little blood mosquito seemed to have been greatly wronged, but it didn't dare to say a word. It circled around Li Changshou twice, and carefully landed on the ear tip of Li Changshou, a paper Taoist.

Naturally, Taoist Wenjing came to report again.

The blood mosquito that was discovered and exploded by Zhao Gongming before...

Li Changshou knew it;

In order to deliver news to him in time, Taoist Wenjing used blood mosquitoes to infect a group of sea fish in the sea south of Anshui City, and borrowed the weak soul of the sea fish to foster him.

When there is an important event to send a message, the blood mosquito will devour the soul of the sea fish and come directly from the South China Sea.

The supernatural powers of Taoist Wenjing...

Although it hurts the peace, it is indeed more convenient to say one thing than his Paper Taoist.

The point is, save trees.

"My lord," Taoist Wen Jing's voice reached Li Changshou's heart, with a bit of grievance really.

"Ah, two fellow daoists were drinking tea here just now, but a fellow daoist accidentally hurt you," Li Changshou said softly, "It's hard for me to explain your identity to them. I'm sorry."

The little mosquito shook its wings;

Taoist Wenjing, who was far away in a certain cave in Hezhou, Xiniu, couldn't help but roll his eyes.

What do you mean?

Scare first, then appease?

Such a number of ways is too old-fashioned.

Do you really think that she, a Taoist Wenjing, the majestic Queen of the Black-winged Blood Mosquito Clan, would be fooled so easily?

of course!

meeting……

Taoist Wenjing used this blood mosquito to glance at the landscape painting hanging in the middle of the back hall, and then thought of the vicious and strong man's breath that he had captured before.

Just now, the one who found her own blood mosquito and directly pierced it was... that old man who suddenly lay in front of her that day!

Taoist Wenjing will never admit his mistake!Even turning into ashes will recognize that guy!

And this person, Taoist Wen Jing has completely confirmed at this time, is Zhao Gongming, the great disciple of Jiejiao's outer sect, who has the name of Yi Bo Yuntian!

To do such a thing, return justice to Bo Yuntian...

Pooh!The path of the disciple of the Taoist sage is really wild, and the heart is really dirty!

Oh, prehistoric.

Daoist Wen Jing complained from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't dare to reveal his emotions, and continued to pretend to be wronged, so as to lower the Nanhai Sea God's guard against him.

Li Changshou took a cup of tea and said leisurely:

"What's the big deal this time?"

"My lord, the Western Sect was thwarted by your plan this time. The six disciples of the saints were stopped by Zhao Gongming alone, which caused the Western Sect to fall short. So many demon soldiers who were secretly recruited were killed and injured in vain..."

"Tell me something I don't know."

"Yes," the little mosquito moved closer and whispered a few words.

Li Changshou frowned gradually, and quickly waved his hand to let Taoist Wenjing retreat on his own.

The blood mosquito was about to self-destruct immediately, and Li Changshou thought of something again, and said softly:

"This time the siege of the Dragon Palace, you have contributed to the message;

A few days ago, when you were outside the Dragon Palace, the archmage and I were by the side. The archmage also knew that you are now teaching and doing things, and will not directly kill you when he sees you in the future. "

Taoist Wenjing couldn't help being startled when he heard the words;

She didn't have time to ask any more, the blood mosquito was already shattered with a bang, turned into a wisp of blood, and quickly dissipated...

In that cave, Taoist Wen Jing sat up straight, feeling a little short of breath for no reason.

Her phoenix eyes slowly opened, and there was a hint of spring warmth on her charming face. The corners of her mouth raised upwards uncontrollably, but she hummed slightly.

"He... saw Her Lady Queen?"

Taoist Wenjing exhaled fragrantly, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

But soon, she showed a smug look again, slowly lying on her back, and continued to play with the blood mosquito puppets she had scattered in the four seas.

Informing others of the teachings belongs to the reporting of the information, and she has to do what the Western teachings have entrusted to her.

'I don't know what the Renjiao is plotting by letting me continue to lurk in the Western Cult. '

Taoist Wenjing knew it very well.

To a saint, she is nothing more than a stronger ant. Presumably, the human religion will not let her plot against the two saint masters of the Western religion...

At most, let her do some dirty work like assassination at some point in the future.

'In the final analysis, human religion and Western religion are similar, and the so-called great religion is nothing more than that. '

Taoist Wenjing licked his vermilion lips, his eyes became more and more charming.

But the difference between the disciples of the saints on both sides is really too big. On the Renjiao side, the masters and mages make her very different.

appetite……

Anshui City, in the Sea God Temple.

As soon as the blood mosquitoes dispersed, Li Changshou got up and paced slowly, carefully considering the news brought by Taoist Wenjing.

The West Church had just held a defeat review meeting. According to Taoist Wen Jing, some saint disciples were furious and said they wanted to plot against Zhao Gongming, but the other saint disciples did not respond.