Zhanxian

“Don't! What a waste!” Yang Chen did not take the Mirage as an outsider, and objected directly with one of the most casual tones: “So many people, there is also a heavenly fairy spiritual vein, how can you let the women of later generations stand a great credit. Senior, cover the spiritual vein first! ”

“This is your woman, isn't it?” Out of all these people, except Yang Chen, only Lady Fanghua is not practicing the magic of God. Mirage can control thousands of people. Of course, the abnormalities of the two people are also very clear, ask directly.

The mouth said, but the hand did not stop. The figure was very casual. The spiritual power that had just come out of the sky was immediately covered by the harshness and solidity of the cover. Mirage has been on this spiritual vein for not knowing how long, the ride is ripe.

“Exactly.” Yang Chen nodded and admitted.

“The dolls are nice and can't be influenced by my old people, they are much stronger than the others, even with your help.” Mirage demons do not hide any fondness for Lady Fanghua, perhaps because Lady Fanghua is a woman of Chen Yang, who loves houses and wu.

Including Mrs. Fanghua, with the exception of Yang Chen, all the monks in the city are still in illusion, and none of them are sober. Originally they were obsessed with confusion between reality and illusion only when the mirage was sealed, and now the mirage has escaped from poverty and has achieved at least 90% strength, let alone the ability of the monks to resist.

“What do you call him?” Yang Chen asked casually. Until now, he did not know the name of the mirage. Although the two people did not have any names to speak to, it was always like this, after all, rude.

“I can't remember.” The Mirage was very brainwashed and thought for half a day before answering with some frustration. Unexpected by Yang Chen, the Mirage, like the old bugs, cannot recall his name.

“Is that what you call a senpai?” Yang Chen suggested a little bit, did not use the mirage name directly, changed a word, became a shrimp.

“Okay, whatever you want to call it.” The shrimp can see it. Since I can't remember, it's the same name as everything else. None of it is my real name anyway.

“What are the plans for the future of Shrimp?” Yang Chen seemed casual but very targeted.

“I don't know." The shrimp shook his head and replied simply. It is true that he had no intention, had just been released from the seal, had not yet been very sober in his mind, and this planning for the future was not something he could have thought of right now.

“If the shrimp doesn't dislike it, let Fanghua wait for a while. How about that?” Yang Chen suggested asking. Serving, or actually helping Mrs. Fanghua arrange, is equivalent to making some decisions for the shrimp.

“My old man doesn't care.” The shrimp is unprepared at all, and the straightforward answer is: “You can follow me, you can follow your woman. Wait till my old man thinks about it. ”

“Fanghua, wake up!” With the words of the shrimp, Yang Chen was not worried about anything. He reached out directly on Mrs. Fanghua's delicate body and shook her senses, directly awakening Mrs. Fanghua from the illusion.

“Nice move!” The shrimp looked at Yang Chen's trick, his eyes lit and he praised immediately. Being able to wake people up so easily in front of him is an absolutely brilliant technique. The shrimp understands this and is not stingy.

“Grandpa!” Lady Fanghua was awakened from the illusion, saw Yang Chen's figure, and whatever else, she threw herself into Yang Chenhua's arms before beginning to observe the surrounding area.

The scene in front of Mrs. Fanghua surprised her. There were hundreds of more houses in the city. The gods swept away randomly. There were many disciples of Yin Yang Demonic Sect. Yang Chen was not far away, but stood a veiled woman, unable to see her face, but stared curiously at herself. That doesn't count. How could this woman, Mrs. Fanghua, not be able to see through the cultivation?

“This is a shrimp. You have to serve it well in the future.” Yang Chen pointed to the shrimp and introduced Mrs. Fanghua. Only when he said yes, Mrs. Fanghua's delicate body was obviously a shock.

Yin Yang Demonic Sect is a double cultivated sect. In general, two words of servitude are spoken, basically meaning devotion. Yang Chen said to Mrs. Fanghua to serve the shrimp. How could she not be afraid of Mrs. Fanghua, who was deeply in love with Yang Chen? She thought that Yang Chen had already given her away as a gift.

Mrs. Fanghua was in Yang Chenhua's arms. How could Yang Chenhua not have noticed such an obvious move? Immediately Yang Chen understood that Mrs. Fanghua wanted to make a difference.

“Don't think about it!” Yang Chen gently patted Lady Fanghua's buttocks, even though the shrimp was right in front of her: “The shrimp just got out of the seal array, haven't thought about what to do in the future, you follow the shrimp, serve the good shrimp's diet and live. ”

As the elder of the Yin Yang Demon Sect, Mrs. Fanghua was also an extremely intelligent person, and soon understood what Yang Chen meant. His face was red, but his heart was much sweeter. Thought he had been abandoned by Yang Chen, but it turned out that he had found himself a great mountain to lean against.

Next, Yang Chen didn't mind the shrimp being around, and introduced Mrs. Fanghua to the approximate origin of the shrimp and what happened here. Of course, with the exception of the location of the seal array, which was never mentioned, everything else was almost the same, and even the shrimp was probably not repaired.

As soon as I heard that Shrimp is too good a Xuanxian master, although I don't know how many Xuanxian products, as long as it is too good a master, there is no simple one. How can it not be touching that such a master is arranged by his husband?

This doesn't count, there is also a fairy spiritual vein here, and the fact that the smell of the old man can put people into illusion anytime, anywhere, is a natural cultivation treasure for the Yin Yang Demon Sect. To practice spiritual power with spiritual veins, to practice in the mind with illusion grinding, if counting the rescue of so many disciples of Yin Yang Demon Sect, a great credit will never escape.

Others do not know that Mrs. Fanghua has been practicing in the illusion for more than 20 years. After 20 years, Mrs. Fanghua's conscious mood has reached another small and satisfactory state. Apart from Yang Chen, no one can break her heart defense. With the shrimp, it is directly equivalent to the Yin Yang Demonic Sect has an additional cave heavenly and blessed land, and this credit can directly allow oneself to enter the presbyterian class, among the disciples of the ascent of the earth, even the lord of that year cannot be higher than his own.

With the exception of this great credit, the mere fact that the shrimp will only listen to Yang Chen and his own arrangements has made people envious, jealous and hateful. That's a master of Xuanxian too much. With such a master, why don't you walk beside yourself in Yin Yang Demon Sect?