Tempered Immortal

Qin Yen's face was full of shame and redness. Between expectations, there was even more hidden resentment.

However, Lin Xuan was not aware of the cause and consequences of the incident, let alone the fact that they both received a message from each other in their name.

There are a lot of twists and turns in the middle, but it's hard to explain for a moment and a half.

On full moon nights, two people stroll in the woods, yet the atmosphere is full of strange smells.

……

Meanwhile, deep in the mountain belly.

Three yuan infantile old monsters exhibited their sensibilities, the wind blew heavily, and the sword surged. The light emitted by the banned array has dimmed a lot, appearing to be a little shaky.

The bursting sound continued to enter the ear, and after about a meal of kung fu, the light flashed, but the curtain was strangely bright.

The three of them were not surprised and each intensified the attack at hand, which was nothing more than a ban on returning light before it broke.

Boom!

The light shivers, like a canoe in a storm, are eventually split in half and an elliptical passage appears in front of it.

“Come on, I don't know what else to test.” The short body, Brother Chen, had a bland voice, but he walked ahead of the three.

The old man with white hair looked at the beautiful woman and quickly followed.

This time the passage was obviously much wider than the front, more than three lengths in diameter, but it was not long, and they came to an end in no time.

“Are we going the wrong way?” Looking at the dark mountain wall in front of her, the beautiful nun's daisy eyebrows wrinkled together.

“Of course not.” Brother Chen reached out his hand and slapped it between his waists. Then he took out the compass shaped pharmacopoeia and struck a trick on it.

Five colors of halos flashed, then clicking into the ear, the surface of the mountain wall in front fell off on its own, and then a strange pattern appeared in the curtain.

No... not a pattern.

More like a few paintings.

Xu Xu Rusheng.

The background of the first painting is the deep wilderness, over which there are all sorts of strange plants, very different from the world.

For example, in the nearest tree, each leaf has five officials. It looks like a small ghost face.

Tired white bones can be seen everywhere on the ground. All three present are Yuan Baby old monsters. They broke into the bloody storm, but for some reason, their backs felt a little chilly.

“What is this?” The nun couldn't help but shout.

But the other two old monsters did not open their eyes, but looked over the second scroll next to them.

The painting is even weirder, and in stark contrast to the first one, the Shanqing Shui Show, Jonglou Yuyuyu, is completely devoid of the shady horror just now. In a small and delicate gazebo, a seventeen-eight-year-old girl is playing the piano.

Looks like a fairy realm.

Girls are amazingly beautiful, and compared to fairies in the clouds, Chinatown is the only adjective.

Then there's the third painting.

Or that beautiful girl, all around her, are rude mountains, obviously painting, but somehow, it makes people feel the shade of the sky, beauty like jade, girl overnight snow and white dress, hung barefoot in the air, as if dropping a dusty fairy, but around her, there is a demonic ghost fire.

In front of me, all sorts of bio-black pressures fell on their knees.

Tens of thousands.

And a small part of those guys, like humans, but more, are blue-faced fangs, even hundreds of them tall.

But obviously it's not a demon beast, it's not a demon race.

“Are these the big demons?” The white-haired monk, Murong, swallowed a sip of spit.

“Big demon, Daoyou mean, these are the monsters of the pussy world?” The nun looked ugly and said.

“Well, although the image doesn't show the cultivation, I'm guessing these guys are absolutely not low, they look like our kind of ghost emperors, I'm afraid more than Yuan Baby Dynasty, and this giant spirit ghost beside them is very recognizable, this adult monster, able to foment the clubbing brothers.” The old man licked his lips and said dry.

“Oh, I didn't expect Brother Murong to see so much.” The little monk had an unexpected opening.

“The old man is no better than his friends, but because of some special experiences, he knows more about the pubic world than most people do.” The old man seemed to think of something in the past, his divine color dimmed, and he sighed in a haunted sigh.

The two were a little surprised to hear from their peers, but naturally, at this moment, they won't be hungry enough to ask each other what they're hiding.

“According to Taoist friends, the current description should be of the pubic realm, but who is this young girl, seemingly weak, but so many big demons give in to her awe?” The nun frowned and opened her mouth.

“This... the old man should have heard about the interface, there are six pubic realms, although it is the same lower interface as our human realm, but the vast, mysterious, high-order presence is not only limited to the clutch period, compared to the upper interface such as the spiritual realm and the ancient demonic realm. Although the woman is beautiful, she is mostly a superior presence in the pubic realm.” The old man with white hair scratched his head, so to speak.

Later, the eyes of the three people moved away from the painting roll. If Lin Xuan were here, he would surely stare and not even speak.

Because the pussy girl who ruled countless great demons, he looks very familiar, even can say that they have been together all the time for two hundred years, and have not been separated for half a day.

The eyes, the eyebrows, the nose, and the slim, curvy body, were just like the moon, like the shadow in the mirror.

The only difference is the temperament and deity of the two.

The moon is a little Jade girl. It's pathetic and pathetic.

And the girl in the painting roll, she exuded a kind of ice and nobility, but unlike the princess of the crescent moon.

Although the strength of the Crescent Moon itself is good, the ability to cross the spiritual realm is due to the father, after all, there is not much dare to provoke the dispersed fairies, so as long as it is not too much, everyone let her score.

And this pussy girl, with her fairy beauty, exudes an aura of nobility.

Who is she and what does she have to do with the moon?

Unfortunately, Lin Xuan was not here, and the three yuan old monsters quickly shifted their eyes from the drawing roll, only the old man looked at it once more.

Seeing the maiden's jaw slightly flashing, it seemed to be looking out over the distance, the sky, hidden flames of turquoise green...

Brother Chen did not care so much, he traveled for the legendary treasure, his eyes swimming on the wall, and soon saw a circular object at the junction of the three paintings. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)