Chapter 39: I Am ...... Small! Boat boat!
"I'm on fire, hahahahahaha!"
The shattering of the spirit test stone was perfectly solved by the valley master, and Huang Yaolao's attention naturally shifted to the inseparable qi with Gao, yesterday's trial of the Qiye Ding under the mountain only released a thin medicinal qi to Zhen Xiaoxiao, which is clearly an eye-walk!
"Cut, where is Hachijo? Compared with my purple ring, there is still a few inches of difference. Gao Danshi's face was not good, but his mouth was very hard, and at the same time, the poisonous plan in his heart became clearer and clearer!
Knowing that the other party would say this, Huang Yaolao stood up from the Taishi's chair and solemnly tidied up his clothes.
Don't worry, the main event is yet to come!
Old man Gao, don't be scared to roll off the flying sword for a while!
Huang Yaolao looked forward viciously in his heart.
However, it is really small to get the faint fragrance of Qiye Ding, and the qualification is so strong. How will Zhouzhou, which triggered the disappearance of the four major Dan fates, shock the world?
Today, he is bound to be able to defeat Gao Youli's self-confidence and completely step on the pride of the entire Lianshan Danzong for a hundred years into the mud!
"Zhouzhou, come up!"
Proudly shouting the name of his second disciple, Huang Yao's face had an expression of excitement like taking an aphrodisiac.
Hearing the call, the small porridge stood still!
"Call you, junior brother!" Feeling that the atmosphere was a little cold, Xiang Qian, who was standing on the side, hurriedly stepped forward and pushed it.
"Zhouzhou is not me, I am ...... Small! Boat boat. ”
Biting the small words hard, the nerd pointed earnestly to his chest, as if the name was not to be blasphemed.
"There is no one in the world with a small surname." Xiang Qian grinded his teeth and slapped the head of the small porridge. "Go, go, go! Don't embarrass the master. ”
The consequences of embarrassing the master were very serious, as if he remembered something, Xiang Qian shuddered fiercely.
Originally, I was still a little unhappy, but I wanted to finish the good meal quickly, and the wrinkles on the nerd's eyebrows were a little shallower.
He stepped forward and snatched the spirit test stone from Huang Yao's old hand.
The really small roots and bones are already amazing, but at the moment when "Zhouzhou" grabbed the spirit test stone, the air was still burst by everyone's burning eyes!
Before, everyone slandered Zhen Xiaoxiao, because Qiye Ding's Dan Qi was not strong in her, and coupled with her beautiful appearance, it was bound to remind people of some of Huang Yaolao's bad habits.
But Xiao Congee is not, he is the only disciple who has a stronger Dan Yuan than the Founding Ancestor since the opening of the Seven Leaves Valley!
Thinking of Qiye Ding's violent reaction a few days ago, everyone's hearts were full of expectations.
"Senior Brother Zhou will share the world of the Medicine Pavilion with Senior Sister Zhen in the future! No! When the revitalization of my Seven Leaves Valley Wei, famous throughout the Lehe! ”
"Damn, what the hell is this? How can you be so ugly and still be able to go to the Seven Leaves Valley to practice? When you come out to pee at night, don't you seep into a panic? ”
The Lianshan Dantu, who was so suffocated that he couldn't speak, caught a glimpse of the small porridge porridge in the corner of his eye, and instantly felt that his mouth cannon had found a place to use again, and his withered skin immediately became moist and plump.
"Shut up!"
The noise made people have a headache, Zihuan snorted coldly, and was so shocked that Yizi'er and Six Fingers were stunned.
Why is Huanhuan angry?
She has been in the sect for two months, although her eyes are cold, but she has never lost her temper with anyone, and today she ......
"Who is he?"
Zihuan's gaze turned to Xiao Congee, looking at all living beings with the two souls of the reincarnated, she would not do stupid things to judge people by their appearance, but Bingyan still couldn't help but feel dazed under her eyes.
It seems that some memories are slowly patched together in the dust, but they can't draw a complete outline.
Why? Why is it irritable?