Dongfang Zhen stood up suddenly, saw a man and a woman walking out of the jade couch on the high platform, and exclaimed...
Beside the high platform, the Zhu Er female cultivator was also surprised. Just as she was about to speak out, she was stopped by the eyes of Fairy Huan who was supporting Tianjiu.
At the top of the hall, Yan Jingyun's spiritual consciousness was stunned for a few breaths, and then he asked via voice transmission: "Fairy Huan, you should have completely devoured the spiritual information Dongfang Caixia gave you, right? Yan needs to know the identity of the Plague God Tianjiu.
Details!"
"Haha, it has indeed been swallowed up. But there doesn't seem to be a lot of information about this little pervert. Most of it is about him and Dongfang Caixia having sex with each other. Are you interested?"
"Cough, cough, cough! How can there be only these?" Yan Jingyun growled depressedly.
"What else do you want to know? Do you also want to know the exciting scene of them having fun on the jade couch? Ouch, sir, this hobby is not good! However, for the sake of the spiritual stone, I can give it a little
Give me a few pictures that are not too intense."
"Okay, Yan doesn't have that hobby. Just tell me, is the God of Plague Tianjiu a monster from heaven?"
"Tian Dao monster? Exactly? Just him? Look at how he has been squeezed by me. He can't even stand firm on his feet. Why don't you call him a Heavenly monster! Why don't you say that he is a powerful person in the immortal world?!" Fairy Huan looked at him with disdain.
Sound transmission.
Yan Jingyun's consciousness was completely silent, and there was no more sound.
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"Xia'er, why are you ignoring dad?" Dongfang Zhen shouted again.
"Ahem! Dad, you're here!" Fairy Huan opened her red lips lightly and responded in a crisp voice. Her voice was exactly the same as that of Dongfang Caixia.
"Xia'er, why is this kid here? He's not on the same path as us, so why did he find you here? Where did you come from just now?" Dongfang asked questions like a barrage of questions.
"Oh, dad, stop talking. This little pervert has never changed his mind and messed with the maids in Huanxian Pavilion. Look at him now, he has been squeezed to pieces. The master of the pavilion discovered him again and repaired him properly.
After all, if Xia'er hadn't had some friendship with the pavilion master, he would have been wiped out." Fairy Huan told the story matter-of-factly, and her jade hand quietly shot out a few wisps of mist. When Tian Jiu was about to speak, he realized that there was something in his mouth.
It was blocked with a large roll of cloth and no sound could be made at all.
"This is unreasonable! Boy, I will destroy you!" Dongfang Zhen jumped like thunder, and a shocking sword energy erupted from his body.
Tianjiu whined and shook his head, but unfortunately everything was pale and powerless.
"Wait, wait! Dad, don't be angry. Xia'er has seen through it all. When you go back, help Xia'er find a husband. Forget about this little pervert, Xia'er has decided to break up with him!"
"Ah? But haven't you already..." Dongfang Zhen was stunned for a moment, stunned on the spot.
"It doesn't matter, we don't have any heirs anyway. It's not difficult to find another husband. As long as he's not too shabby, ugly or old, it doesn't matter. Xia'er can bear it! Oh, by the way, I'll also find an old husband for Mi Yatou.
Any ugly one will do!”
"Ah?!" Dongfang Zhen shook his head violently, as if he didn't believe the facts in front of him.
"Okay, Dad, I have already told the Pavilion Master that you should leave immediately. I will wait for you directly in front of the bluestone path. As for this little pervert, Xia'er can't bear to kill him, but Xia'er is ready to kill him
Throw her back to the fourth lane. There are many enemies there, so there’s no guarantee that someone will take action on Xia’er’s behalf.”
Huan Xianzi said, grabbing Tianjiu's arm, and quietly handed Zhuer a piece of spiritual consciousness.
Cultivator Zhu Er quickly waved her hand, and behind the jade couch, smoke suddenly rose, revealing a gap. On the gap, the flying clouds trail faintly emerged.
The moment Dongfang Zhen saw the bluestone path, he was overjoyed. He glanced at Huan Fairy again, shook his head and sighed as he climbed into the Feixia path.
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"Damn girl, why are you making such a prank?" As soon as Dongfang Zhen disappeared, Tianjiu's voice came out freely.
Fairy Huan quickly pulled up Tianjiu, got into the jade couch, and instantly appeared in a small secret room. After standing still, Fairy Huan's beautiful eyes lit up, and she smiled sweetly: "Giggle! Giggle! Huan'er is happy.
! Now it’s better, I suddenly lose two wives, the pressure is much less, and the risk of being squeezed out is also reduced by a few percent. "
"Tch! What do you think? Just one word from you can break up my wife. What a joke!" Tianjiu rolled his eyes and didn't take it to heart at all.
"Huh! Huan'er knows it's useless. But just to make them sick, what do you think my wife would look like if Dongfang Zhen really drags out two old and ugly male cultivators? Hahahaha!" Huan Xianzi pulled her.
Tianjiu's arms were spread out with a smile.
"Okay, okay! Tell me, who is left on the second course?" Tianjiu asked angrily.
"Oh, there is only one sword cultivator named Zhan Ji." Fairy Huan curled her lips and pinched Tianjiu's arm hard.
"Squeeze it dry and let it go!"
"Squeeze it dry? How?" Fairy Huan was stunned.
"You ghost! Where did you think you were going? I want you to squeeze out all the crystals, treasures, magic tricks, etc. from him, and just keep a magic robe." Tianjiu gave Fairy Huan a
Exploding chestnuts.
"Oh... Huan'er was shocked! Huan'er has no appetite for this kind of old guy! It turns out that the squeezing method mentioned in my mouth is another squeezing method." Fairy Huan smiled evilly, and a large stream of spiritual consciousness disappeared into the wall.
Tens of breaths later, Fairy Huan stretched out her hand to take a flying storage ring, put it into Tianjiu's hand, and nodded: "Okay, Master, Zhan Ji doesn't have many treasures or crystals on him. It seems that he was
It’s almost squeezed along the way. How to deal with the third pavilion? There is a handsome old man named Bai Zhanxiong and an old Taoist named Yu Fengzi.”
"Bai Zhanxiong? Huanjun old man? Destroyed!" Tianjiu gritted his teeth and hummed.
"No way! Master, this handsome old man has the Qi of Chengtian, and according to the rules, he cannot be killed. Otherwise, if Yan Jingyun files a complaint to Chengtianmen, Huan'er will definitely be punished by the top."
"What? You can't kill? Did you make a mistake?! I will kill it myself!" Tianjiu shouted.
"Giggle! Giggle! If you go to the third pavilion to kill people, Yan Jingyun will definitely see you. Besides, with your current fragile appearance, can you kill people? It's good if you don't get killed by the old man!"
Tianjiu frowned and asked in a low voice: "Is Yan Jingyun monitoring the formation all the time?"
"That's right! His consciousness was on top of the main hall of the first pavilion just now, but Huan'er didn't remind you."
"What? Didn't he just see me appear? He also saw us hugging each other..."
"Of course, maybe he also guessed that we were having a good time in Shuitian Boudoir!" Fairy Huan said with a smile.
"Ah? You know everything? Aren't you afraid of him getting angry?"
"Tch! He got mad? Huan'er beat him to death! Right now, it's too late for him to flatter me." Fairy Huan said disapprovingly.
"Okay, since Bai Zhanxiong can't be killed, let's squeeze it out. Oh, just keep a piece of underwear. Yu Fengzi has never done anything with us. If there are no crystal stones and treasures, just let him go!" Tianjiu said indifferently.
said.
After a hundred breaths, another storage ring flew over. There were still very few treasures and crystals, and Fairy Huan still gave it to Tianjiu without hesitation.
"Sir, there is only one old Taoist left in the Fifth Pavilion, and he probably doesn't have much oil and water. Do you think you want to exploit him?"
"Forget it, forget it, let it go! Who is in the fourth pavilion now?" Tianjiu shook his head repeatedly, as if he had a clear mind. He had already squeezed the Lei Nielong place many times, and it was time to collect them.
Almost all collected.
"Haha, the fourth pavilion is so lively! There is a handsome man, a cool man, and an old beauty. It seems that they have made love several times. The cool man is in a bad situation! Which one do you want to exploit first?" Fairy Huan
He said cheerfully.
"Beautiful man? What's your name?" Tianjiu's face suddenly condensed.
"According to Qing'er's report, the handsome man is called Bai Feng, the cool man is called Zhan Tian, and the beautiful man is called Dongfang Qingqing."
"Baifeng?! This dead sex demon! Quick, let's go to the fourth pavilion!" Tianjiu shouted.
"Eh? Master, is there anyone more lustful than you? Hehehehe!" Fairy Huan smiled, holding Tianjiu in her hand, and stepped out.
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In the fourth pavilion, the scenery has long been completely changed. A huge scroll has completely covered the entire hall. The pressure in the scroll has reached a weight of 70 to 80 billion. The space is distorted and there is only a jade couch.
Suspended quietly in the corner on the left. The young cultivator lay tremblingly on the jade couch, her delicate body already restrained. She looked at the surrounding scenery with fear in her eyes.
Ten mini-mountains covered every aspect of the hall, and a silver river roared around the mountain peaks. On the top of the largest mountain in the center, Bei Baifeng stood with his hands behind his back, and Yun Danfeng looked at the two people below. His consciousness
Deep in the sea, there are two Tianji spirit wolves roaring and circulating. In the huge eyes of the Tianji spirit wolf, there are two figures of a man and a woman respectively. They look like Nan Zhantian and Dongfang Qingqing.
On the other nine peaks, there are nine beauties of different shapes, with nine-colored skirts fluttering, and each holding a treasure. Among them, five have reached the level of a great monk, and the female cultivator in a black and white palace skirt has reached the peak of a great monk.
state.
The beautiful middle-aged woman on the white peak had blood bleeding from the corners of her mouth and several cuts on her jade arms, but she ignored it and stared at Dongfang Qingqing below with bared teeth as if crazy.
Nan Zhantian and Dongfang Qingqing stood with their backs to each other. Nan Zhantian closed his eyes and concentrated, his arms trembling slightly. The blood stained the broken sword in his left hand red along the arm. A big hole was opened in his chest by a sharp blade.
The bones and muscles are exposed, and a giant heart can be vaguely trembling rapidly.
Dongfang Qingyun's temples were messy, and several strands of black hair were hanging down, covering less than half of his face. His face was pale, his palace skirt was torn, and his chest and back were torn apart by sharp claws. On the exposed half of the towering mountain peaks, there were hideous claw marks.
. She held a thunderbolt in her left hand and a sword in her right hand, staring angrily at the beautiful middle-aged woman on the white peak in front of her. (To be continued.)