Raiding the Sick Beauty Shizun [Transmigration Book]

After a stick of incense.

Twelve screamed loudly, and the screams spread for eight hundred miles along the Baishi Mountain Range.

Whoosh.

Whoosh!

Two identical paintings of Geng Sang appeared in the void, coldly penetrating into the depths of the mountain where the twelve miserable cries came from.

— "Who dares to kidnap my Baishishan disciple!"

Twelve in the depths of the valley were hung on the cliff wall, with a thin belt hanging from a tree with a crooked neck.

When Geng Sanghua broke in, he lifted his eyelids and saw this scene, he was furious immediately, his jade-like face sank slightly, and he sneered with red and thin lips. "Who tied you up?"

"... woo woo woo..."

Poor Twelve's acupuncture points were sealed, and he was speechless, unable to utter a single word.

Geng Sanghua became more and more angry.He glanced sideways, and he was about to rush towards the cliff.

"Woooooooo..."

Soybean-sized sweat rolled down Twelve's anxious forehead.

Geng Sang Huahuashen had already rushed up the cliff from the slanting spur at the foot of the mountain, kicked his feet twice in the air, and flew up the cliff in an instant, with one hand hanging on the crooked neck tree, the other fingertip was about to come Pick up the belt that fastens twelve.

Rumble.

The entire mountain range uttered the roar of giant beasts.

"Not good!" The deity of Geng Sang Hua immediately flew up, wanting to help Huashen.

A gigantic snow beast suddenly stretched out half of its paw, scooped it out of thin air, and immediately snatched away Geng Sang's painting deity.

"Bold!" Geng Sanghua twisted his body, channeling enough spiritual power in his palm, wishing he could violently kill this snow beast.

The snow beast buzzed and laughed. "After a thousand years, it turns out that even the head of Baishi Mountain doesn't recognize me anymore."

Hiss... the spiritual power was accumulated in the palm of his hand, but suddenly he lost his momentum.

Geng Sanghua suddenly trembled all over, raised his peach eyes, saw that his Transformation God was also being held by the snow beast under the other paw, his trembling voice was unsteady. "You, you are Yun..."

"My name is Yunlan." The snow beast finally stopped its strange laughter, and slowly, word by word, drew in the wind to Geng Sang: "Thousands of years ago, I fell from the Divine Palace of the Upper Realm and was It is sealed in today's Baishi Mountain. At that time... there was no Baishi Mountain, and it was still called the Immortal Pavilion."

Xiange!

Geng Sanghua trembled violently, his thin lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"Well, you and I met once." Snow Beast was still talking to him slowly. "Thousands of years ago, the Ruthless Dao suffered a crushing defeat. Your master Yan Taoist was busy defecting from the Immortal Pavilion, but when he defected, he accidentally picked up a strange bone in the ground veins. That strange bone made him change his mind."

That strange bone is now embedded in the Tianling cover painted by Geng Sang.

Geng Sanghua's eyes widened and he struggled. "Shut up! Even if you really are Immortal Emperor Yunlan, you are not allowed to insult my master!"

Snow Beast raised Geng Sang's painting in front of his eyes in surprise, and looked at him.

The snow beast's pupils are huge, and Geng Sanghua's height is only as big as its pupils. After looking at each other, Geng Sanghua can clearly see the snow-white hair of the snow beast, which is like clouds, without a trace of dirt.His whole body was full of aura, so strong that Geng Sanghua couldn't help but tremble.

This is a natural coercion from the ancient blood.

Heck, Geng Sanghua's teeth chatter lightly.

The snow beast turned around again, and said in a low voice, not paying much attention: "I fell from the battle of the shrine and fell into the lower realm, and I happened to fall into that leyline. The time flow rate of the shrine in the upper realm is not the same as that of mortals in the lower realm, so , On the day I fell, the Immortal Pavilion no longer existed. Taoist Yan established the Baishi Mountain Gate on the former site of the Immortal Pavilion, and recruited about a thousand disciples. Seeing that I fell from the Upper Realm Palace, not only did they not help, but Overjoyed, I sealed my spiritual body in the Baishi Mountain Range, so as to calm the shock after the alien bone was taken out. Well, it was that day... when I fell, I caught a glimpse of you from a distance. Just stand By your master's side, seven years old, still wearing Taoist hairstyle."

"You, you lied..." Geng Sanghua's voice became high-pitched, and the spiritual power that had been waiting to be released in his palm finally came out.

The palm slapped on the snow beast's fur, like a cold stream.

Snow Beast couldn't help laughing lowly. "You are born with the spiritual root of the water system, and I am an ancient beast. Coincidentally, I can also accommodate all water spirits in the three realms. You fight with me, but you are giving me spiritual power for nothing."

Then we have to fight!

Geng Sang Hua was very angry, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "How dare you insult my master and kidnap my disciple, this debt, even if I die in battle, I have to get it back from you."

The snow beast was silent, and after a few seconds, it smiled again. "Ah, the world is so wonderful. Daoist Yan owed me back then, but a thousand years later, unexpectedly, it was his direct disciple who repaid me."

"You..." Geng Sanghua felt cold all over. "Are you going to kill me?"

Snow Beast laughed, and half a second later, he casually threw Geng Sang Hua upwards.Geng Sanghua instantly fell into the thick hair on the back of the snow beast.

"Why kill you?" Snow Beast chuckled. "Wouldn't it be more fun to keep you? By the way, you're over 1000 years old, right? Why is the aura of Yuanyang still so attractive, huh?"

"You...you bastard! Put me down!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The snow beast stepped on the cloud with four hooves, and went straight to the sky amidst the loud laughter like rolling thunder.

**

After half a cup of tea.

Snow Beast took Geng Sanghua captive to a secluded place without any scruples, shaking his back, Geng Sanghua instantly fell off his back and fell to the ground, rolling several times in a row before finally stopping.

Poor Geng Sang has been No. 1 in the world of mortal cultivating immortals for thousands of years. How has he ever suffered such humiliation?

His neck was red on the spot.

"Bastard!" Geng Sanghua scolded through gritted teeth. "Even if you were the Immortal Emperor Yunlan of the Upper Realm, you are nothing more than a white-haired beast now!"

"Well," Snow Beast took the scolding leisurely, lifted its fingers and claws, even scratched the hair on the top of its head, and smiled indifferently: "I'm sorry, as a beast, I happen to be in estrus, And what about you? Well, I think you also happen to have Yuanyang not leaking out, look... you and I are going to have a visit? Hmm?"

Geng Sanghua was dumbfounded at first, but after a while he finally realized belatedly, this is just being molested by an ancient divine beast, right? !