You were too deeply influenced by Chen Qiu, and I had nothing to say to you. You can go and die.

After you fail, maybe I have to clean up this mess.

What kind of left-minded demon?

Haha, it's a joke.

I see that Chen Qiu's original intention remains unchanged. He is clearly aiming to be a hero. Ren Hao is really the best heir to choose."

He was not afraid of angering Zhang Lan, so he said in a blunt tone:

"Now I heard from my younger brother that I really have to go to Lin'an City. If Xiao Lan, you unfortunately died in battle, I, the older brother, can't bear to see you buried your bones in the wilderness.

Of course I will collect the corpse for you with my own hands."

Zhang Lan was so angry that she was so angry that she was filled with smoke from Zhang Chu's words.

He picked up the cat, looked cold, and then walked out of the station.

He said:

"Whatever you want, good words can't save the damn ghost! If you die there, I will collect the corpse for you."

Zhang Chu stood at the gate of the station with his hands on his back.

He watched Zhang Lan fly away with her free travel.

All smiles were scattered in his bicolor pupils.

"Brother, what are you going to do when you suddenly run over? Are you spying on information? Or are you really caring about your brother's lives?

You and Shen Qiu...

What secret is hidden?"

On the other side.

Zhang Lan kept flying in the dark.

The surrounding scenery is like smoke and dust, constantly passing by both sides of your eyes.

His purpose of coming to Yanjing and seeing Zhang Chu was indeed not simple.

At night, he raised his head and searched under the starry sky. He soon found a black spot and flew high in front of him.

That's Qingluan.

It had just flew out of the Yanjing Imperial City. If Zhang Chu was not led away, the eagle would never have been able to hide from the national teacher's perception.

Of course, in addition to covering letters, there is another purpose.

"Zhang Chu doesn't seem to know Qingqing's identity yet."

Zhang Lan thought:

"But it may also be pretending, but he has made up his mind to go to Lin'an in person. With Yelu Jienan in the rear, great things can be accomplished!"

"Oh, this kind of tricky job is really not suitable for me."

He landed on a treetop and looked back at the night.

There was a little doubt in my eyes.

"In my memory, my elder brother is not a person who likes to drink tea."

The young man Xihua caressed the lazy cat in his arms.

He thought:

"But just now, less than a stick of incense, I drank six bowls of tea... Did he have any health problems?"

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Thousands of miles away, in Lin'an City.

In the Luxian Temple, which has been repaired, the fairy girl in the mountains is standing on the nine-story wooden building, looking at the city scenery in front of her, with a purple oil-paper umbrella in her hand.

On the railing on the other side, there is also a pack of dried sweet potatoes.

This is her favorite snack.

Although he is the priest of the national teacher, eating this kind of thing is a bit undecent.

"The world was captured."

The fairy had no expression on her face, but her heart was filled with thoughts.

She thought:

"That mortal Shen Qiu is really capable. I will give him some information about the magic of the world, and he will be able to break the world.

Although I have not practiced for thousands of years, I can't help but have some skills, and I can't find a good container to carry my soul and my combat power will definitely be affected.

But... mortals in this world should not be underestimated."

Thinking so.

The fairy held the oil paper umbrella at her hand and patted it lightly.

The dried sweet potato jumped into the air and was taken deep in the fairy, like a flow of air, ingesting it into her mouth.

The whole cheek was stretched open.

She chewed this beloved snack with a little difficulty.

Eat while you.

Continue to think.

Dongling and Hongchen have been defeated one after another, and Xianshan must take action, and the next one must be in Lin'an City.

At that time, the fairy will find another opportunity, pretend to be defeated, and be restrained.

In this way, you can escape from Penglai safely, jump to the mortal side, and then secretly help, and break the spiritual formation of the Penglai Xianshan headquarters before the ancestor completely awakens.

hehe.

Penglai, which has been passed down for thousands of years, will collapse.

Plan pass!

The fairy's eyes bent when she smiled.

I seemed to feel the sweetness in my mouth, and it was like the smile of a little woman when she was eating honey, and she was full of satisfaction.

The scene of the collapse of Xianshan.

She has been waiting for a thousand years.

As for why this fairy hates Penglai so much, so far, this is still a mystery, and no one except herself knows it.

"Sir of the National Normal University."

There was a sound on the wooden stairs behind me. The Taoist priest from Luxian Temple said respectfully:

“A visitor.”

"My master wants to sleep for a while."

The fairy waved her hand and said carelessly:

"Just go and welcome it."

The Taoist priest pursed his lips.

explain:

"Customers, come from the East China Sea."

"Um?"

The fairy turned around suddenly.

East China Sea...

Isn't it Penglai?

Her expression changed for a moment, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes. The next moment, her slender body jumped down from the top of the wooden building.

The white embroidered cloth shoes are like stepping on the solid air, like the dragon climbing skills of Chen Qiuli Shangbu, but it is more freehand and easy.

The fairy held the purple umbrella and walked down from the air step by step.

The white skirt is flying and the ribbon is wrapped around it. It is like a lotus growing step by step, and the fairy comes to the world.

This scene fell in the eyes of other Taoists in Luxian Temple, and they were all full of respect and awe.

This national teacher is amazing.

He does not practice immortal methods, but does not practice martial arts. Although she is as thin and weak as an ordinary woman, many people have seen it with their own eyes that the number one master in Lin'an City, Zen Master Yuanwu, the host of Nirvana Temple, has been defeated several times by the national master.

The national teacher did not even use weapons.

Just relying on a pair of white palms, you can hardly regret the Buddha's rod, the dragon.
To be continued...