"Ahem, even if your shepherd boy has a big life, someone will come to save you without my Lord Zhong's help......"

Zhong Ling shook his head as he looked at the Shepherd Primordial Spirit, who was already lying in front of him in a coma, and his whole body was pitch black at this moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The demon poison of the centipede ancestor was originally a poison that he was born with, and after he achieved cultivation, the poison of his sacrifice was even more powerful, and it was also a poison that invaded the primordial gods.

Don't say that it is a spirit immortal, even if the heavenly immortal true immortal can't bear this trick, he definitely has to pass out on the spot, and Mu Changsheng has the power of the Fountain of Creation in his body, so he didn't faint on the spot, but unfortunately he still didn't carry it in the end.

The primordial god controls the physical body, and this shepherd primordial god is attacked by demon poison, and his physical body is naturally uncontrolled, and he is directly planted on the ground.

Although Zhong Ling usually likes to raise the bar with Mu Changsheng and tease this interesting young man he brought who does not belong to this world, he naturally will not sit idly by when Mu Changsheng is killed.

So he was ready to take control of the shepherd's body for the time being, and then he would rescue him when he had brought it to a safe place.

But just as he was about to control the shepherd's physical body, he suddenly felt a similar aura appear in the sky, which was the breath that belonged to the innate magic weapon.

And his intuition told him that the owner of this magic weapon was born from Chong Mu, so he immediately stopped, watched the changes, and then saw the cyan jasper magic lamp appear.

"Baolian lantern, why is it here?"

It is also one of the innate magic weapons, Zhong Ling naturally knows the cyan magic lamp that appeared in front of him, this lamp is called Baolian Lamp, which is an infinitely powerful innate magic weapon born when the Pangu god opened the world, and was later obtained by the mother of the earth, Nuwa Niangniang.

Zhong Ling frowned: "Is it possible...... Nuwa is here too?"

Then he turned into a golden light, and then disappeared into the Donghuang Bell behind him, and the Donghuang Bell, which had been quietly stationed in the sea of Mu Changsheng's consciousness for a long time, actually began to become smaller at this moment, and instantly became as small as dust, as if it disappeared into the sea of Mu Changsheng's consciousness out of thin air.

If Mu Changsheng had been sober at this time, he would have immediately known that it was not Nuwa Niangniang who came at this time, but the new owner of the Baolian Lamp, the Three Holy Mother Yang Chan.

Of course, Zhong Ling soon knew about this.

When Mu Changsheng's unconscious body flew up to the clouds, he saw a blue-clothed beauty standing high above the clouds, and then invited a white cloud to support Mu Changsheng behind him and lead him to fly away.

"It turned out to be a female doll that took advantage of the shepherd boy, hey, it scared me......"

There was nothing in the sea of Mu Changsheng's consciousness except for the Mu Changsheng Yuan Shen, who was completely dark and had fallen unconscious, and at this moment, Zhong Ling's voice suddenly realized that sounded out of thin air: "But why is she here, huh...... Could it be that she has taken a fancy to my shepherd boy, hehe, this thing has become interesting......"

Not to mention the random speculation in Zhong Ling's mind, Yang Chan and the unconscious Mu Changsheng soon came to an unknown mountain, and there was a small lake in the mountain with light blue waves.

Yang Chan pressed the head of the falling clouds to the small lake, then waved her sleeves and gently flicked it upward, and immediately a set of small buildings by the lake rose from the ground, leaned against the shore, and appeared on the lake.

Then Yang Chan landed lightly outside the house, then opened the door and walked in, and the white clouds behind her also carried the shepherd into the house and landed on a long couch.

At this time, Mu Changsheng's eyes were closed, his face was also distorted, he had lost his usual handsomeness, his mouth was still snorting from time to time, and his body was also twitching, indicating that he was very uncomfortable at the moment.

Yang Chan looked at Mu Changsheng and shook her head, then lowered her head and took out an elixir from her waist that still had a faint faint dandi, and then stepped forward to break Mu Changsheng's mouth and fed the elixir in.

Then Yang Chan turned back, raised her right hand up, and immediately the blue light flashed in her palm, and the Baolian lamp appeared in her palm and was held up by her.

Yang Chan silently recited the magic spell to control the Baolian Lantern in her heart, and then gently threw the Baolian Lantern, and immediately the Baolian Lantern came out of her hand, blooming with cyan divine light and flying forward, and finally landed firmly above Mu Changsheng's body.

Yang Chan was expressionless when she saw this, but as soon as the slender hand on her right side was raised, a blue light immediately burst out from her fingertips and shot into the Baolian lamp.

The Baolian lantern received this light and immediately shone brightly, and enveloped Mu Changsheng downwards again, and then the Baolian lamp began to dripping and turning above Mu Changsheng.

After continuing like this for almost a cup of tea, Mu Changsheng's distorted face slowly stretched, the convulsions of his body slowly stopped, and the already dark Yuan Shen in his sea of consciousness also returned to normal at this moment, but his face was a little pale.

Da!

Mu Changsheng, who was suddenly unconscious, suddenly moved his fingers.

Yang Chan couldn't help but sigh lightly when she saw it, and then her right hand suddenly raised, and immediately the blazing brilliance of the Baolian lamp was all restrained, and then flew back into Yang Chan's sleeve, and then Yang Chan stood in front of the couch expressionlessly staring at Mu Changsheng expressionlessly.

"Hmm, it hurts me......"

After another moment, Mu Changsheng's eyes suddenly opened, and then he sat up from the couch violently, and let out a cry of pain from his mouth.

After sitting up, Mu Changsheng seemed to feel that there was someone standing next to him, so he turned his head to look, but he didn't know if he didn't know it, and he was startled when he saw it.

I saw that the face that he loved and hated in his heart, so beautiful that his breathing was about to stop appearing in front of his eyes.

If it weren't for her, Mu Changsheng, who had never been in love in two lifetimes, and was a singleton, would never know what kind of beautiful feeling it was to like someone's heartbeat.

But if it weren't for her, he would not have fallen into this field, not to mention being beaten with five hundred gold hammers, and losing the officials of the five grades from the sky, being demoted to the mortal demon eradication, and suffering hardships, so the pastor Changsheng loves and hates her.

Mu Changsheng looked at Yang Chan's face for a long time before coming back to his senses, then closed his eyes, fell asleep on the couch with a bang, pulled the quilt on the side and covered his head, and scolded and said: "Damn, it's just that I was poisoned by that old monster, why are my eyes not good today, and I have hallucinations......"

"Ahem—"

Hearing Mu Changsheng's words, Yang Chan, who had originally stiffened her face and pretended to be expressionless, was angry and funny in her heart, and finally shook her head and coughed lightly.

"Huh......?"

Hearing Yang Chan's cough, Mu Changsheng suddenly lifted the quilt, suddenly sat up from the couch, stared at Yang Chan in front of him face to face, and after looking at it for a long time, Mu Changsheng suddenly stretched out his hand as if touching Yang Chan's face.

"Smack!"

Yang Chan slapped the back of Mu Changsheng's hand, her face showed anger, and she snorted, "What are you doing?"

Mu Changsheng looked at the clearly visible red handprint on the back of his hand that was beaten by Yang Chan and smiled, and said in surprise: "It's still the original recipe, it's still a familiar taste, and the strength of your hands is still so big, Three Holy Mother, it's really you!"