I'm afraid of myself

"Hand over! Hand over! Hand over!!"

Hong Ling's voice was very thin, and her charming and affectionate eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and the cold eyes that gradually occupied half of her face were staring at the person in front of her.

Many slender branches have grown out of the two arms, and five or six bright red flower buds have sprouted from the back of the black hair.

At this moment, when the moonlight shines, the flower buds bloom faintly behind the head, and the fragrance of flowers all over the roof is sweet and attractive.

Being stared at by such terrifying eyes, He Jinyang still calmly said: "You want this?" He pushed out the Zunxi Danding in exchange for the movement of the other party's gaze.

"Then give it to you."

When Hong Ling's attention was completely diverted, the fan tip gently pushed Dan Ding in front of him with a slight amount of real energy.

Hong Ling didn't quite understand why there was such a development. He wasn't very smart in the first place, and he was even more stupid after being spiritualized. Seeing this, he tilted his head in doubt, and fixedly stared at him with those two terrifyingly large eyes. Follow He Jinyang, trying to find traces of his deceit.

He Jinyang said: "This is a magic weapon, it is useless to me."

Hong Ling, who has been irrational since she appeared, heard the words, and said coldly: "Don't you righteous people always think that things like magic weapons should be sealed forever?"

The slightly hoarse voice is particularly empty in the night, it seems that it is because even the vocal tract is spiritualized, so it makes such an inhuman voice.

He Jinyang said calmly: "But the devilish energy in this alchemy will never be fake."

Hong Ling: "..." Look carefully at the devilish energy in the cauldron to make sure that even if it is a fake thing, it can't be done before finally disabling the spiritual transformation. He raises his hand and puts it carefully into the spirit treasure bag, and when his eyes fall on He Jinyang There was a flash of puzzlement.

He Jinyang said with a good temper: "Do you have any doubts?"

Hong Ling: "..."

He Jinyang smiled: "I don't mind answering."

Hong Ling took two steps back cautiously, she had never seen Zhengdao being so kind to people of the Demonic Way.

He Jinyang shook his head: "I'm flattering you, don't you see it?"

Hong Ling's expression looked even more puzzled, as if to say, why are you trying to please me in a righteous way?

Although he didn't deal with Leng Baijun of the admonishment faction very much on the day he appeared, but within two days, both Feng Chuixi and Leng Baijun got together with him, and He Jinyang's position was no longer doubtful.

It is clearly the right way!

Because of this, He Jinyang's behavior looked weird in the eyes of Hong Ling, who was used to the confrontation between righteousness and evil.

He Jinyang sighed faintly, turning around a thousand times, Hong Ling shuddered on the spot.

"Did you know? I have a favorite who is a demon."

Hong Ling: "...So you want to take refuge in the magic way?"

What a sweet idea.

He Jinyang glanced at him with very complicated eyes, and Hong Ling, who said this, felt uncomfortable all over and said with a sad brow: "No, I just think of him well."

Hong Ling: "..." What about the contact?Where exactly is the connection!

He Jinyang glanced at him again, and this glance gave Hong Ling the feeling that he was saying, why do you react so slowly.

Hongling knows that she is stupid, but you can't say that he is stupid!

Hong Ling was almost about to become spiritual again, but He Jinyang said: "Don't you understand? Who would be better off if this bottle of Xi Dan Ding is returned to you?"

Who is better?

The Zunxi Danding was wanted by the Xihua Demon Envoy, and the reason the Demon Envoy wanted it was to please the Lord of the Blood Heaven Realm...

Hong Ling thought about it carefully, then took a deep breath, looking at He Jinyang as if looking at a brave man.

He Jinyang accepted Hong Ling's strange eyes with a smile. The other party seemed to be shocked when he heard this. He even forgot the battle he should have, and left in a daze.

"If you still like someone, you can really talk nonsense."

Feng Chuixi, who was hiding in the dark to protect He Jinyang, ran out at this moment, his face distorted.

Beckoning, He Jinyang took back the magic weapon that he bought with Lingshi before. This magic weapon is not very useful. The only two functions are strong light and isolation of human voice.

Looking at these functions alone, it seems that it is not worth the price of its three middle-grade spirit stones, but the reason why this thing can be favored by the wind is that it can treat any vigilance as nothing.

Similar to the defensive formations and early-warning artifacts arranged by the Wanjia Inn, they chatted carelessly for a long time and almost got into a fight. People in the inn with the Miexi Xuanguan Bell still sleep soundly without any reaction.

If it weren't for the fact that the strong light appeared passively when the attribute was activated, the price would be even higher. After all, most people who want to disarm the defensive formation have malicious intentions. In this case, the bright light at night Da Liang is really eye-catching, isn't he?

Many buyers were delighted with its attributes but retreated from the "flaws", but this thing just caught He Jinyang's eyes.

Because he needs to look very conspicuous at night, and ensure that he can grab Hong Ling's attention in the first place.And when the strong light above the head is shrouded, whoever is around will only be more completely hidden than the complete darkness.

Hong Ling's eyes had adapted to the extremely bright light, but she couldn't see clearly beyond the light, so Feng Feixi held her breath and hid outside the range covered by the Miexi Xuanguan bell.

Now that things are over, the wind blows to the west, and He Jinyang looks and behaves with ease. He seems to have predicted everything, leisurely and calm, as if he just faced a big monster in the real spirit world.

The feather fan swayed, and the magic weapon spun gently according to the command and turned back into the shape of a wall clock and fell into his palm. After that, He Jinyang got up and tied it around his waist. The ringing of the bell was dull and low during the action, and the emptiness was like the morning bell of an ancient temple in a mountain temple. soul.

Feng Chuixi sighed a little, then grabbed the wall clock immediately, met He Jinyang's puzzled eyes, grinned his teeth and said, "It's midnight, how many people do you want to wake up?"

He Jinyang smiled with his eyes bent: "It's because I didn't think carefully."

The wind blows Sidon to feel a headache.

He Jinyang patted his head, "Don't you want to hear my story?"

The wind blew westward for a long time, and He Jinyang, who had a low voice, couldn't hear it, but it was nothing more than wanting to complain.

He Jinyang waited for him to sort out his chaotic thoughts, and then he raised his head in a chic and free manner, trying to open his eyes wide, making them as round as possible.

"……think!"

He Jinyang: "...Okay, let me tell you."

It's better not to tell him that his appearance just now is exactly the same as that of the previous person's spiritualization.

Back in the guest room, Feng Chuixi consciously brought tea and melon seeds, and Lingguo also set up a plate, ready to listen to the story.

"Storyteller" He Jinyang got ready and took his seats together, only a dozen castanets were needed, listen to me.

Shaking the exquisite feather fan in his hand, He Jinyang took a sip of the fragrant tea that Feng Chuixi had poured for him in front of him.

"What you want to know is why I said that on purpose?"

Feng Chuixi nodded again and again.

He Jinyang said: "Because this excuse is the simplest, but people who hear it will think in the most bizarre way."

Feng Fuxi: "I understand a little bit, but I don't quite understand it," he said honestly.

He Jinyang laughed, the depths of his seemingly clear black eyes were pieces of impenetrable and impenetrable chaos.

"Just like you just now, most people's first reaction is disbelief, but when there is tangible evidence for this matter, they will especially want to believe it..."

Zunxi Danding is a precious physical evidence.

Under this premise, it is not surprising how outrageous the results of those unclear words are.

Otherwise, how to explain that the enemy who should have confronted will willingly offer it?

That is a magic weapon!Absorbing the magic energy inside can instantly break through the casting body from the tranquil sea, and the magic cultivator in the casting body state may even achieve the power of the pillar!

Hong Ling felt that even if she didn't know who wanted it, she must have kept it secretly without telling the people around her.

But that person gave it so simply...

Thinking of the emperor that he thought of, the coldness once again blew into his heart from the back of his neck.

Hong Ling hurriedly walked past the corridor of the main hall, and the flowers on the surrounding walls were exquisite and lifelike. The magic cultivators who survived under the hands of the envoy Xihua knew that the envoy Xihua didn't like those living flowers, but those carved on dead objects fake flowers, and these fake flowers must be more beautiful and lively than real flowers.

In order to build his own palace, the messenger of Cherishing Flowers once kidnapped more than 300 sculptors from the world, just to let them try their best to give the palace an excellent "beauty".

The sculptors who didn't satisfy him died of course, and the ones who satisfied him also died after turning the whole palace into a cage of "flowers".

Now Xihua lives in his favorite flower hall, and every day he looks up and opens his eyes to see those "delicate flowers" that he cherishes so much, he is so satisfied that he doesn't want to move his nest.

Just as he was lazily resting on the big bed in the center of the main hall, the red gauze fluttering around was lifted by an impatient person, and Xihua opened her hands unsurprisingly, hugging her only living flower. Flower, sending his show to lips for kisses.

"My lovely Hongling, why are you so impatient?"

Hongling is the only one who can break into his resting place without the order of the Flower Cherishing Messenger. This petite flower was once a weed he picked up, but now it grows so delicate and beautiful.

The Cherishing Messenger felt that Hongling's development was very good, and he didn't wither away from him, so he couldn't help coaxing him happily.

"My darling, my baby, tell me what's wrong with you?"

Lying in his arms, Hong Ling nonchalantly tore off the thin clothes of the Messenger of Cherishing Flowers, revealing his white and delicate chest, and said with a look of shock: "I have brought back Zun Xi Dan Ding."

Envoy Cherishing Flowers finally opened his squinted eyes completely. At this time, it can be seen that his pupils are different from human beings, but instead reveal a beast's fierceness. Then he narrowed his eyes again, smiling deeply.

"As expected of my baby."

Hong Ling was dazzled for a while by being so pampered, but he immediately reacted, bit his lower lip, hugged Xihua Envoy's neck and pulled him towards him, then whispered slowly in his ear...