Thank you Zhuge Wanxin, qm one by one, SKY don't want to move the classmates' tips and flurry の Ziyun, go with your heart and go secret, Zhuge Wanxin, duduooz, boring grass classmates' pink tickets ^-^, continue tomorrow~~

Thinking of this, the Yuanying Monk was furious, but anger turned to anger, and the uncontrollable spiritual power in his body kept reminding him of the gap between him and this female cultivator. Unable to vent his anger, the monk felt the urge to scream at the extreme feeling of aggrievedness. It's a pity that nothing can compare to his own life after all, so he still compromised.

As for whether he wants it or not, it's not up to this nun to do it. She lowered her head, not paying any attention to the monk beside her.

Generally speaking, there are only two possibilities for the monk who is staring at him at all: one is that he has great trust in this monk and knows that he will not hurt him, and the other is that the monk next to him will not be able to turn over her Five Finger Mountain, no matter how much he tosses, he does not need to pay attention to it at all.

Obviously, this infant monk has been classified as a second type of nuns, there is no doubt about that.

Finally chose a three-silver tassel crystal lotus hairpin that barely entered the eyes of this female cultivator, she pulled off the original inconspicuous peach hairpin and threw it into the sea.

After that, with a shake of his hand, there were soon a bunch of all kinds of clothes on this wooden board-shaped magic weapon, and the women's model was the women's model. But most of the styles were concise, and the nun frowned: "Such clothes are really insulting to the taste of this seat." ”

If this monk still can't notice that the skin of the nun in front of him has not changed, but the core has changed a person. I won't live to this day. It should have been stupid a long time ago.

The infant monk was now frustrated. Otherwise, this female cultivator would not have been occupied by this old monster who didn't know where he came from, and even the two of them would have been unlucky.

He sighed at this time, and suddenly remembered his brother who had fallen into the sea after doing the parabolic motion, and hurriedly bowed to the nun worriedly, and asked, "Senior, my brother ...... him?"

It's just that I don't know what's wrong with that. It seemed to have touched the reverse scales of the female cultivator in front of her, but when she saw the female cultivator who was carelessly picking up her clothes one moment ago, her face had turned from sunny to cloudy the next moment: "Can't die! What? Just because you dare to ask the dignitaries of this seat?" The female cultivator squinted her eyes as she spoke, and the flying sword that had just been thrown aside was hooked by her right foot, and soon returned to her hand, the action was so skillful, I am afraid that if this flying sword is not hers, few people will believe it!

"What, do you want to give you a ride?" the nun sneered.

"The flying sword of the seniors is much better than that of the juniors, how can you take the wax torch of Gaoyang now?" The Yuanying monk shuddered, this was the first time he was cold all over his body against the natal flying sword, and he bit his lip. Sneaking a glance at the nun, she said.

The nun heard this. After a pause in his hand, he glanced up at the Yuanying Monk, and suddenly smiled, his eyes were full of contempt, and he was even more arrogant when he spoke: "No wonder you are so cowardly, a Yuanying Monk also learns to do the things of chickens and dogs." She paused, and then continued without looking at the blue-faced Yuanying Monk, "Monk, you are actually afraid of your own natal magic weapon?

The monk's face had already turned from blue to white like a palette, and he was stunned and pestle in place. Only the words of the female cultivator kept echoing in my mind: "Monk, you are afraid of your own natal magic weapon?

The nun was obviously not satisfied with the reprimand, and stretched out her leg and kicked the monk again, and then she dragged her cheeks and rolled her eyes for a moment. With a flick of her hand, soon, the bladeless sword that had just been compared to Gao Yang by the monk was already in her hand, and the flying sword that was compared to the "wax torch" was lying gloomily on the wooden magic weapon, as if it had been forgotten.

The female cultivator didn't have time to be a confidant to comfort the Yuanying monk, but she was very interested in the bladeless sword in her hand, and raised her hand to play a sword flower.

Clinker, this sword flower was just a good time, and the female nun's hand slipped, and the bladeless sword flew out, and it was nailed to the feet of the infant monk with a "ding-" sound.

With the strength she had just shown, it was almost impossible to make such a mistake. Although the female cultivator was a little surprised, the interest in her eyes became even stronger, and her lips opened lightly: "Yo, interesting!"

The corners of her mouth curled up in a cunning arc as she spoke, and her eyes narrowed: "I don't believe you are so psychic!"

However, after a while, she had already reached the vicinity of the Yuanying monk, and the female cultivator picked up the bladeless sword that had just slipped out of her hand, and flicked the sword body lightly, but saw that the bladeless sword did not react, and on the surface, it was no different from an ordinary flying sword.

"What's the matter? still waiting to pretend to be dead?" the female cultivator raised her eyebrows and looked at the smile that deepened, "It's a smart and cunning one, but how can this little cleverness escape the palm of this great wisdom?"

As she spoke, the nun swept her eyes around, almost raising her hand, holding the bladeless sword, and stabbing it into the sea. When he took it out a moment later, there was already a sea fish stuck in the tip of the bladeless sword.

Seeing that the bladeless sword was still immovable, the nun casually threw the poor and unintentional sea fish on the wooden board. After making persistent efforts, he pierced into the sea again and again, and in a short time, a pile of sea fish appeared on the plank. The Yuanying Monk, who was deeply shocked, couldn't react for a while, and watched the female cultivator use the immortal divine weapon as a spearfisher, and instinctively muttered: "Tyrannical Heavenly Things!"

This is an insult, an absolute insult. After the bladeless sword that has been opened, it not only has spirituality, but also seems to have a sense of self-esteem like a monk, and after pretending to be dead like this for a long time, he finally can't hold back anymore.

The female cultivator holding the hilt of the sword only felt that her hand was suddenly hot, and she instinctively let go, and the bladeless sword broke free at this moment, the tip of the sword was outward, and it remembered that this was her master's skin, and it couldn't hurt it. Then the blade of the sword suddenly bent up, bent into an arc with excellent toughness, and then bounced at the female cultivator's face.

One hit. met the nun with a stunned expression. The Bladeless Sword proudly stagnated in mid-air and spun around. Express your excitement. The master's skin can't be hurt, but this nun attaches great importance to her appearance, but the master doesn't seem to care so much. It's not a real monk in the end, but it doesn't know how much Jia Jia doesn't care, seeing the red marks on his face, I'm afraid it will be unacceptable for a while.

There was a hot pain on her face, and the female cultivator, who had already formed a habit, skillfully took out the small round mirror and looked into the mirror. I only saw the original white and flawless face. Suddenly, there was a wide red mark, and Hongbai thought it was wrong, it was really "good-looking".

"Ah-" The female cultivator screamed, and the round mirror rolled into the sea with a "poof", and after being stunned for a long time, she almost gritted her teeth and faced the bladeless sword: "You broken copper and iron, you are actually jealous of the beauty of this seat, and you dare to make such a black hand, this seat will definitely not let you go!"

Bladeless Sword paused as if he understood her words. Then he flew off into the distance.

In the end, it is a fat sheep that has been slaughtered for a long time, and the Yuanying monk who has long lost his combat effectiveness on the side. Seeing this, the first reaction after coming back to his senses was ecstasy: "This is a big luck, I have never seen such a spiritual flying sword!"

He said this without concealing it at all, and the Bladeless Sword looked in his direction for a moment, but at this moment it suddenly turned around, and swooped down on the monk's head, striking the monk hard. Seeing that his eyes were full of gold stars, he stopped.

With a twist of her wrist, the female cultivator reached out and struck at the bladeless sword that was secretly proud, and the bladeless sword slid out of her hand with its own lightness and flexibility and the smoothness of its body.

"You bastard sword, how dare you destroy the beauty of this seat, and this seat must destroy your beauty too!" the nun was furious.

The bladeless sword spun around in front of her a few times, though silently. But at that moment, somehow, whether it was the female cultivator or the Yuanying monk who fell to the ground, they all understood the meaning of this flying sword in an instant, it was clearly a provocation, it seemed to say, "Why don't you try it?"

Until this time, for the first time in his life, the Yuanying Monk felt that the Natal Flying Sword that was too psychic was not necessarily without shortcomings, at least the ability to kill people who were angry and did not pay for their lives was also rare in the world.

The argument between the men was already heating up, and at that moment, two black shadows swept out of the sky from the distant horizon. A parabola gracefully walked again, and fell straight on the plank, but it was an unconscious Jindan monk, whose face was exactly the same as that of the infant monk.

The Yuanying monk only felt sad in just one day, and he really never thought that he would have such a day, so he couldn't help but go forward and hug his brother and cry bitterly.

"Cry a fart! not dead yet!" the nun yelled at him, squinting at the monk who then jumped out of the water, and when she used a special secret method to find out the monk's cultivation, the nun finally showed a rare trace of fear on her face, and then her eyes rolled.

The Yuanying Monk, who was being stunned by her yelling, saw that Fang Cai was still domineering, and the arrogant and domineering female cultivator suddenly collapsed on the wooden board as if she had been pulled out of her whole body's strength.

But after a while, she sat up again, the same gesture of sitting up, but there was no longer the charm of before, and her face was full of blankness.

Originally, the infant monk had high hopes and wanted her to solve the monk who suddenly appeared, but the female nun seemed to be not in a state at all, and watched in confusion as the monk stepped on the broken plank.

The monk in red clothes with extremely long eyeliner stunned this Yuanying monk as soon as he raised his hand, and covered his mouth and laughed twice: "The junior who has no eyes dares to disturb the cultivation of this seat?"

Although Jia Jia was still a little overwhelmed by the scene in front of her. But this back, this voice is all heard by Jia Jia. As long as you hear this voice once, it must be difficult to forget it again, Jia Jia looked at the monk who suddenly appeared in surprise and his hands hung down at his side after a palm, the nails that were nearly a foot long, Jia Jia blurted out: "Orchid father!"

As soon as these words came out, the Ji family originally thought that they would probably not be able to please them, but the reaction of this orchid father-in-law was one that Jia Jia could never have imagined. I saw that the orchid father's eyes were shining and he looked at him, and there was a faint flash of light in his eyes, and the next moment, Jia Jia listened to him look at him excitedly, and said: "You are also hermaphrodite?" (to be continued......)

PS: Anyway, today I went to my mother and friends in a group to get my hair, and after I finished it, I looked at my mother's red hair, two friends with a tan color, a highlight purple, and I have always had black hair since I was a child~~~