My brother is so stable

Ok……

Chanting softly, winking eyes are like silk, speaking slowly and smilingly.

It's him, it's him, it's him!

She was stunned.

"Cough! Cough!"

Li Changshou coughed hard, and the sleeping great mage sat up straight calmly, while the Taoist Wenjing outside the door seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly shrank aside.

Outside the house, Wen Jing's forehead was pressed against the door frame, and her fingers twisted the corners of her clothes.

In the hall, the archmage tilted his head slightly, a little confused, and frowned at Li Changshou, who looked like a sea god.

'Is this the monstrous beast you mentioned, the queen of the black-winged blood mosquito clan, the ruthless man who killed countless living beings? '

Li Changshou nodded helplessly.

The Queen is the Queen, it just might be a little broken today...  

"Ahem!"

The archmage cleared his throat and said, "Chang Geng, is the person you mentioned here?"

"It's already here," Li Changshou said with a smile, "I'm going to call her over now, Archmage, please wait a moment."

After saying that, Li Changshou hurried out with his whisk in his left hand and the hem of his robe in his right.

"Wen Jing, come here!

The archmage is inside, what are you doing here..."

When he reached the door, Li Changshou also paused for words, but saw that Taoist Wenjing was covering his red lips with a handkerchief, and there were a few tears in the corners of his eyes.

The handkerchief was soaked through.

This obsession is really amazing!

Li Changshou said warmly: "Wen Jing..."

"My lord, please wait a moment," Taoist Wenjing covered his lips, and hurriedly said, "When I saw the great mage, I couldn't stop drooling, so I stopped it immediately."

Li Changshou: ...

People teach foul language, Xiongzhai dialect——

(PS: Thanks to the leader 'Zhu Han' and 'Book Friends' for their support again! Thanks to Xinmeng for their support of 'The Soil at the Foot of Roses', 'Charcoal Roasted Bananas', and 'Z Nine Suns Lingtian'!)

Chapter 3 and Five on the Holy Spirit

It was the autumn of Nanzhou, and it converged on the coast of the South China Sea.

The only disciple of the sage of the Renjiao, the first batch of humans created by the Holy Mother of Nuwa, Chunyang, the oldest senior in the prehistoric world, and the master Xuandu Master Xuandu of the three Taoist sects, cordially met with the Taoist Anqi Wenjing of the Renjiao.

In this meeting with no historical significance, Master Xuandu left a deep impression on Taoist Wenjing with his gentle smile and strong affinity.

The scene is warm, with birds singing and flowers fragrant everywhere.

As the witness and matchmaker of this incident, the Sea God of the South China Sea, the little mage of Renjiao, the young disciple of Duxianmen of Renjiao, the most satisfied magic weapon of the master of Renjiao Saint, Li Tianting's alternate Yuelao and the person in charge of the Little Acacia Treasure Tree ·longevity……

Really squeezed a sweat.

Drooling at the Archmage!

What the hell, do you still want to steam the great master braised in soy sauce?

Fortunately, Li Changshou was smiling and trying to smooth things over, and rounded up Taoist Wenjing's "I am your fan", which was written on his face, into "this is a special way for Hongmeng Mosquitoes to express their respect".

Otherwise, Li Changshou could completely understand that the archmage raised the blood mosquito.

In order to prevent Taoist Wenjing from going mad, Li Changshou cut directly to the topic and said:

"Wen Jing, I called you over this time because of Jin Chanzi.

Previously on the West Sea, Jin Chanzi hurt my incarnation, with fierce arrogance and arrogance.

Today, I invited the great mage to come personally, just to bring bad luck to this golden cicada! "

Fortunately, when it comes to business, Taoist Wenjing seems to be normal...

And something is not normal.

She actually showed her righteousness, and said in a steady voice: "But you need your subordinates to take action?"

Li Changshou: ...

It was still a slave family before, but now it claims to be a subordinate.

Tsk, fickle female ruthless person.

"No," Li Changshou said, "You have more important things to do over there, hide your body and wait for the opportunity.

You tell me everything you know about Jin Chan, and I'm more confident. "

"Yes," Taoist Wenjing agreed, and began to walk up and down in front of the archmage.

She held her head high, showed her figure, and deliberately groaned a few times, revealing her mature and intellectual side. Every movement, every expression, and every look in her eyes were carefully considered.

But it always gave Li Changshou a sense of... [Li Mochou pretends to be a little dragon girl].

Not long after, she parted her vermilion lips lightly, and said softly: "According to my subordinates..."

Li Changshou and the Archmage couldn't help but listen intently.

"Um……"

Taoist Wenjing blinked at Li Changshou, and asked via voice: "Are you going to deal with that six-winged golden cicada, Lord Sea God?"

Li Changshou slipped and almost fell to the ground.

"Yes, hurry up!" Li Changshou said through gritted teeth.

Taoist Wenjing blinked, paced again, pondered for a while, and finally popped out two words that could not make mistakes:

"It's hard."

The inner hall of the Sea God Temple was quiet for a few moments, and the foreheads of the Archmage and Li Changshou were covered with black lines.