Rise up, white lotus

The man put Yan Su aside, drew a circle to protect him, and also imprisoned him.

White soft light floated around the remnant soul, which turned into sharp arrows and shot at that person.

The man transformed into nine golden chains, broke off those sharp arrows, locked him firmly, and flew over with him.

Yan Su only felt that the man in front of him was unfathomable, and he defeated the remnant soul with just one move.

Returning to his main hall with the loot (remnant soul) and his future partner, the man touched Yan Su's head, and said: "I need to retreat and integrate the remnant soul, this hall is up to you, even if it is demolished, but Don't go out."

"Understood," Yan Su waved his hands impatiently, not escaping, how could it be possible, he doesn't like this pervert.

The man entered the closed practice room, Yan Su immediately walked towards the door, however, a golden light curtain blocked his way, the most hateful thing is, the light curtain is like cotton, it doesn't hurt at all when it hits softly , can't make it work.

Since this is the case, doesn’t it mean that the house can be demolished? Hehe, I will tear down your hall to pieces, and I feel so sorry for you.

An hour later, Yan Su worked hard to dismantle less than ten bricks. The walls of the main hall were made of the rarest blue sky stone in the God Realm. A few pieces were removed because the man removed the defense of the hall.

The walls couldn't be demolished, the gate couldn't go out, Yan Su could only squat on the ground and pull weeds. I have to say, grass grows in other people's yards, but this man's yard is full of magic medicine. (god?).

When Yan Su was pulling weeds boredly, a fluffy white dumpling rolled to his feet.

"Gun Gun?" Yan Su asked suspiciously, he seemed to have put Gun Gun in the small building before and didn't bring it here, so why did he appear here?

"Haw," Rolled around on the ground, biting Yan Su's trousers, as if he wanted to take him somewhere.

Yan Su followed Gun Gun to a corner, and saw a small hole in the corner, which was just big enough for Gun Gun to get in and out.

"I can't get out of such a small hole." Yan Su smiled helplessly.

Gun Gun seemed to understand Yan Su's words, and under Yan Su's surprised gaze, he ate the golden light curtain like a snack.

Yan Su picked up Rolling Roll, and stroked its belly.It's nothing special, I actually ate up that perverted protection, it won't hurt my stomach...

After finally escaping from there, Yan Su took a deep breath, the world is so beautiful, speaking of which, there are many places in the God Realm that he has never been to, and when that person leaves the customs, he will definitely come and arrest him, it is better to spend enough time now.

The salty sea breeze is blowing in. This is a city by the sea. There are also gods and people in the God Realm, but their power is too low. For them, God Servant is a glorious position. Even low-level gods are the objects they look up to. .

Sea tribes can be seen everywhere, but here, there are very few human tribes. There are shrimp tribes and crab tribes with two giant pincers, turtle tribes with turtle shells on their backs, and other sea tribes with beautiful or strange appearances.

Yan Su boarded the boat with a group of gods who wanted to go to sea. The waves beat against the boat. A thieves' sea clam poked its head out and said in a rough voice, "If you don't pay the toll, you will overturn the boat."

The captain skillfully gave him a few pieces of transparent jade, apparently giving tolls is very common at sea.

After the clams disappeared, the boat had already moved away from the coast. Suddenly, a huge octopus entangled the fishing boat, and the waves it raised turned into heavy rain. Obviously, it was a sea overlord.

The captain hurriedly shouted loudly: "My lord, if you need anything, I will give it to the little one. Please let us go."

The octopus spoke with a thunderous voice that hurt people's eardrums, "Longzi wants me to bring a stunning beauty, if you can bring it out, I will let you go."

The author has something to say:

The saved manuscript has been sent out, and I don’t know when I will pick it up again, thank you little angel who never gave up on me, sorry