I'm afraid of myself

Feng Chuixi called Leng Baijun an asshole, but he didn't tell him to get out, so when everyone sat down again, specifically He Jinyang, the two got closer for no reason.

He Jinyang, who was seated, glanced at them and felt hot eyes, so he talked to Ji Wuxia without seeing or worrying.

He Jinyang: "I'm sorry, Mr. Leng Bai..."

Ji Wuxia interrupted: "I know," the good-looking eyes seemed to be smiling, "otherwise, why do you think I let him come to the Demonic Way?"

fire, sunburn.

Inflammation, strong.

Very few people with fire-attribute spiritual roots can withstand the irritability that seems to be born with it, and imprison themselves in numerous rules.

To be honest, most people like Leng Baijun are squatting in the magic way, and they generally don't feel that they need treatment.

Ji Wuxia looked at the two people who were not consciously restraining each other, and smiled lightly, which was rare and without the slightest meaning.

"At first, I thought it was the wind that helped the fire, but then I thought that there are actually people who can make wind and fire grow together."

Not to be blown out, not to be taken away, what is burning burns quietly, what is floating is still floating, but at that miraculous moment, the wind will come back to meet the fire, and the fire will burn desperately because of seeing the wind.

These two people are stubborn in just the right place.

Ji Wuxia smiled, her eyes inadvertently ran to He Jinyang's injured hand, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the big black bird with its feathers blown off.

"Don't you handle it with your hands?"

If you don't deal with someone, you will explode.

It was only at this time that He Jinyang realized the pain on the palm of his hand. It was not his fault that he was slow. felt.

"It's ok."

Raising his hand to wipe the flesh, the spiritual energy surged, and the wound healed as before.

Ji Wuxia looked surprised, as if seeing the most absurd thing in the world, and then quickly turned to Xie Yanlai's direction.

The big black bird was nestling on the bed depressingly combing the feathers that had just exploded, without seeming to notice it at all.

Ji Wuxia's somewhat happy heart sank without warning.

After this episode, the atmosphere changed to tit-for-tat, and the fun became harmonious, and ordinary people who were too fast could not react.

Xiang Siyu looked at Tiannan, and Tiannan looked back at Xiang Siyu.

The two big monsters from Penglai Mountains and Seas wondered—do human emotions change so quickly?

He Jinyang knew that the people in his team had different personalities, but occasionally when something happened, he acted like a genius, and he was also drunk.

To be reasonable, it is me who is smart, not you!

Pressing his forehead tiredly, he had to bring back the topic for the first time.

As the next representative of Yiyantang, Ji Wuxia put away the fluttering emotions in his heart, and talked about Dongxiang Yu like a treasure, and even explained his unknown experience before the age of 23. After the speech, everyone fell silent.

He Jinyang said hesitantly: "In this way, Zhou Fanmouke was just an ordinary monk with average talent when he was young. He was lucky to be born in the world of cultivating immortals, but he has been unknown because he has no sense of existence?"

Ji Wuxia nodded: "Yes."

He Jinyang: "Uh... you make me speechless."

Ji Wuxia glanced at him, looked at his constipated face and smiled happily, "It's useless to them, but not necessarily to you."

His words sent chills from the scalp to the tailbone, and He Jinyang shivered on the spot.

Ji Wuxia squinted at him and mouthed three words.

He Jinyang narrowed his eyes and repeated in his heart.

"Ling·Cheng·Feng."

Gee.

Trouble.

Playing charades with Ji Wuxia in the Wanjia Inn is annoying enough, but outside of the Wanjia Inn, the battle for the top ranking is obviously easier for him to burst out these three words.

Trouble.

He Jinyang's group lacked Ji Wuxia, and the former winner of the Tianbang was not eligible to participate, but before he left, he put two bracelet-like things on He Jinyang's hands and the big black bird's feet with a strange face, so , the big black bird was also brought into the ladder.

In fact, He Jinyang refused at first, how could he bring pets with such a dangerous thing?

However, Ji Wuxia rubbed her lips with her little finger, and said with a smile, "I won't take it away, I'll cook it and eat it?"

He Jinyang: "..."

Now seeing the inside of the ladder with his own eyes, He Jinyang, who was holding the big black bird, was full of trouble.

Compared with him, Xie Yanlai was not so calm, he sneered in his heart as he glanced at the world that had been conceived by Tianbang for many years.

It's been the same for so many years.

But he said it anyway, but he didn't let go of his vigilance at all, because accidents often happen by surprise at this time.

Just like him back then.

Xie Yanlai gritted her teeth fiercely, looked up at the chin of the person who was hugging her tightly, and vowed never to let such danger fall on him!

An unusually brutal and fierce light flashed across the blood-red eyes, but unfortunately, no one noticed as everyone was adapting to the new environment.

It didn't take long for them to enter the ladder, it could even be said to be fast, they were just behind the buttocks of the demon messengers.

Now He Jinyang's mind is full of troubles again, and it's a pity for the right time, place and people here if he doesn't make trouble for them at this time.

Renhe—the Springfield Messenger wandering nearby has pink curly hair and grape purple eyes. Obviously, she is not human, but she has a little hobby of catching beautiful men and taking them home as children. concubine.

He Jinyang was the 870th concubine she was targeting.

Acting like the wind, she didn't hesitate at all. Taking advantage of the night, and everyone was getting used to the weirdness of this world again, she threw a netted umbrella over, and she was trapped on the spot with no way out.

He Jinyang and the others were beaten straight.

"not good!"

Leng Baijun cursed secretly, and the killing intent that had been pent up in his heart for a long time was suddenly released, and a terrifying rain of swords that was huge and almost endless rushed out of the sword box behind him in an instant.

Originally, the Springfield Messenger saw that the precious umbrella was covering everyone and was closing it slightly. She was ready to take it back to taste, and at the same time commented on the captured prey from the bottom of her heart.

Of course, her heart is He Jinyang, but this team is all pretty good looking.

Chuntian likes men's bodies, so of course he won't guard only one, as long as he is a handsome man, except for the ones she can't beat, they are all one of the male concubines who are going to be included in the harem.

The eldest sister with her thighs and chest exposed and dressed coquettishly is not stupid at all. She will attack He Jinyang and the others completely aiming at the delicate time when this group of people have just entered the Tianbang. Under the dead hands.

Although her real purpose is to lure people home, but if this group of people has the ability to escape, then she didn't kill the killer, plus she is a beautiful woman, flirtatious, begging for mercy, and she will sacrifice herself for one night. Why can't the anger go down?

These days, it's men who have to talk about demeanor.

If you don't have manners, you're not a man.

The eldest sister is a natural whore, without traces of processing, and has escaped death many times by this trick, which shows that she is not unprepared, but just stupidly unprepared.

"ah!"

When countless spirit swords rushed out from under the umbrella without warning, Chuntian cried out subconsciously. With the charming female voice accompanied by the rain of swords flying down from the sky, He Jinyang's team, who saw the sky again, could see clearly who was behind the trick.

A woman with pink hair and purple pupils, who was dressed in an unusually immoral manner, fell to the ground stupidly, unable to react in a daze.

Seeing such an enemy, Leng Baijun's murderous thoughts faded away, and his heart moved at will. The murderous spirit swords revolved around him one after another, obediently entered the sword box, and waited until the last flying sword belonged to Gu Luojian The main body and the lid of the sword box are silently closed.

"who are you?"

The white-haired and snow-eyed Leng Baijun, with a stern appearance and an unusually masculine figure, spoke, and Chuntian seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming for a moment.

High... High and cold male god Fan!

Aww, I didn't realize just now that it looks so delicious, it looks like he can eat three big bowls of rice!

After Leng Baijun finished asking, he saw this woman staring at him obsessively, her eyes were inexplicably aggressive, her brows frowned, and an ancient Luo sword appeared in her hand, pointing at the blade, she cut off Chuntian's long hair at the temples .

"Say!"

Chuntian should be reluctant to stare at Leng Baijun's eyeballs moving down with the falling long hair, and when her trembling fingers touched the cut hair, she exploded.

"Fuck, I have worked so hard to raise my long hair for 3000 years, and you cut it off right away? Have you never heard that the head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hairstyle can't be messed up? Even if you are a handsome guy, I will absolutely I don't forgive you!"

I saw that the person in front of me changed his stupid appearance, and his whole body burst into an extremely fierce aura. It was obviously a quiet and deep night sky, but there was the sound of "hissing" poisonous snakes walking around.

"Be careful."

Feng Chuixi shouted behind Leng Baijun, Leng Baijun didn't say a word, but according to what Feng Cuixi said, there was a sharp sword in his eyes, obviously he was serious.

He Jinyang, who was watching from the sidelines now, was grooming the feathers of the big black bird with his fingers, looking at the wind blowing to the west, looking at Mr. Leng Bai, and then at the woman who suddenly appeared.

Holding the big black bird in his arms tightly, he felt that he was really redundant.

The author has something to say: Look at the words "cook and eat".

He Jinyang: ...

Xie Yanlai: ...

Just then, the respectful voice of the waiter outside the door came.

"Your Majesty, would you like to take a bath?"

Xie Yanlai blushed without warning.

He Jinyang smiled.