Hongling spoke.

No one responded.

"Brother Luo?"

Hong Ling reached out and pulled the magic clothes on her body.

"Huh? You called me?"

Luo Xingye was puzzled.

"Well, you can open your senses now, he has left."

Hong Ling smiled reluctantly, a little embarrassed, but also admired Luo Xingye's character, and really didn't eavesdrop.

"Okay, you can find a place to take a bath first, you have a lot of fluid on your body, it must be very uncomfortable."

Luo Xingye said calmly.

Hong Ling blushed, the other party didn't say sweat, liquid, but liquid, the meaning was very straightforward.

She immediately sacrificed a small magic weapon, which contains space, not suitable for defense, but can be used for rest.

brush--

Luo Xingye got out of Hong Ling's body, looking at the secretions stained on his body, he also felt a little uncomfortable.

Of course, he didn't turn into a human form, and threw himself into the pool in the magic weapon space to take a refreshing bath.

Hong Ling went into the water with her eyes closed, not daring to look at the magic clothes.

boom!

The magic weapon is turbulent and bombarded by external forces.

Luo Xingye turned into a human form, went out to check, and there were still signs of "injury" while walking.

Hongling Shenguang protects the body, puts on the clothes again, and immediately collects the magic weapon.

"Hey, it turned out to be something with an owner."

A bystander wearing an old daoist robe stood not far away with a smile.

His body exudes fairy light, presumably he is a person from the fairy world.

"Since you know it's the owner's thing, why don't you leave soon?"

Hongling said indifferently.

"The poor are disdainful. I didn't know the owner of the magic weapon before, and accidentally injured the treasure. Please forgive me."

The disdainful Taoist apologized.

Hong Ling's face softened.

"So in order to express my gratitude, I also ask the benefactor to release the treasure. I will repair it myself. After repairing it, I will return it to the original owner."

The disdainful Taoist laughed.

Luo Xingye's face darkened, the other party's Taoist name reminded him of someone.

"Who is the unhappy Taoist?"

Luo Xingye asked.

The disdainful Taoist was stunned, looked at Luo Xingye in astonishment, suddenly remembered something, and said angrily: "What the hell are you, you are the Immortal King Glory!"

Luo Xingye squinted at him, Hong Ling's brows were lit up with red streaks, ready to strike.

"That Unhappy Taoist is my avatar, you fucking took my avatar's dao name as the name of the mortal cultivator alliance, and from then on, Enan Motu has been following me!"

Disdainful Taoist was furious, the coercion of the Sixth Layer Immortal King flowed out, and there were signs of a big fight.

He was very angry, and Enan Motu had found him through deduction by the Unhappy Taoist.

Before, there was an ancient creature from the Evil Demon Soil in the Immortal Realm, who once radiated murderous intent towards him, scaring him and running away, terrified for a long time.

Now that Luo Xingye has fallen into the realm, even though he is a sixth-level Immortal King, he can beat him.

"No way, the Taoist is the clone of the Unhappy Taoist, and the Unhappy Taoist is the clone of the Taoist you disdain. How can you have so many clones!"

Luo Xingye didn't discuss the last topic with Taoist Disdain, and felt that this guy was getting weirder and weirder.

"It's none of your business, Pindao wants you to pay the price today, and it's not much, just pay for a few treasures."

The disdainful Taoist took out a hammer, and thunder flowed on it, exuding an aura of destruction.

Hong Ling was a little dazed, she didn't expect this person to have enmity with Luo Ge.

But no matter what, she would not be indifferent, and immediately released the coercion of the eighth level of the demon king, and said coldly: "You want to find an excuse to rob?"

"How could Pindao do such an unbearable thing, you are actually the eighth-fold demon king, anyway, Pindao doesn't care about women."

The disdainful Taoist put away all the hammers, and with a pleasant face, he turned and left.

"Brother Luo, do you want to make a move?"

Hong Ling looked at Luo Xingye.

Luo Xingye shook his head, his face was "pale", and said: "No need, it's important to go back to the sect. Recently, the ancient life that built Fa Tianxu is very active, and it is easy to cause accidents if it is dispatched alone."

Hong Ling was inexplicably reluctant, and said: "You are injured, why don't I send you back?"

Luo Xingye declined, and took out a jade talisman, handed it to Hong Ling and explained: "If you are in danger, you can use this to notify me, and I will show up."

Hong Ling nodded: "Thank you Luo Ge, you have burned your soul, you must remember to cultivate your injuries, during this time, I will find something to nourish your soul."

Luo Xingye looked at her smile, stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your kindness."

Hong Ling blushed slightly and nodded.

……

Luo Xingye and Hong Ling parted ways.

After Hong Ling left, Luo Xingye's face turned ruddy, and his energy reached its peak.

He didn't go back to the Hall of Demons, he searched for the ancient relics by himself, and at the same time approached the treasure place that Lin Chen said.

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