monk family

Chapter 881 Xianjun
Fu Shiyi shook his head, shaking off the dizziness of traveling through time and space, and tried to open his eyes. What caught his eyes was a waterfall rushing down from a cliff thousands of feet high. Strangely, the waterfall fell into the lake, but There is no sound.

in the lake.

A five or six-year-old boy is doing somersaults.

Meet Fu Shishi.

blinked.

suddenly.

A cry.

A head of black hair instantly turned red, and the roots stood up.

"Mr. Baihua, it's terrible, there are humans, and humans have broken in!!"

The boy covered his crotch with his hands.

Jump ashore.

Bounced a bit.

It disappeared in a blink of an eye, only its immature childish voice echoing in the lake.

"I really found Mr. Baihua!"

Fu Shiyi was both surprised and delighted.

but.

At this moment, she no longer has the intention to capture Lord Baihua.

Just relying on her personal cultivation of the fifth level of the golden core, she is afraid that she will be tortured into scum by Lord Baihua as soon as she meets her face to face!

"I can't handle that much anymore."

Fu Shishi waved his hand.

The black sword fell into his hand!

crucial moment.

She had to temporarily suspend the sacrifice of the natal magic weapon.

now.

The biggest weapon in her hand is this black sword!
"oops."

"It's incredible, it's incredible."

Unknowingly, the boy poked his head out from behind the quinoline tree, stared at the black sword in Fu Shiyi's hand, and shouted:
"Mr. Baihua must be confused. He even wants to invite this human being as a guest. This human being is sharpening his knife and slamming pigs and sheep. No, I have to go back and persuade Mr. Baihua to throw this human into the lake and feed the baby Kunling fish." That's the right way."

The boy shrank his head.

Instantly disappeared!
Fu Shiyi was stunned.

He glanced at the black sword in his hand.

He hesitated.

Whether Mr. Baihua is a friend or an enemy is not yet clear, and he did not take back the black sword.

"Humph"

The boy's voice sounded again.

It put on an old coat, like a little old man, folded his hands behind his back, walked out of the quinoline tree with old-fashioned steps, looked up and down on Fu Shiyi, but his eyes could not be suppressed Live the Curiosity and Excitement:

"Humanity"

"It's been a few years since the era of the outside world."

Era is an ancient saying.

Fu Shiyi frowned. Mr. Baihua was only hidden in this small world 300 years ago, and this boy shouldn't have been ignorant of it. Looking at him, he obviously wanted to pretend to be a hermit.

on the other side.

Fu Shiyi did not feel any spiritual fluctuations.

She cooperated:

"Reporting to my predecessors, 1606 million years have passed since the era of the era."

"Oh?"

The boy's eyes suddenly became deep:

"The old man sleeps."

"Sleep for 200 million years."

"Time flies so fast!"

The boy's words were obviously from the bottom of his heart.

Fu Shiyi was a little confused all of a sudden, unable to figure out what the identity of the boy was.

The boy glanced at Fu Shishi.

Seeing the other party was really shocked by him.

Can't help but feel proud:
"Humanity"

"Don't be dazed, Mr. Baihua wants to see you, come with me."

The boy coughed lightly, moved his footsteps, and the surrounding environment changed accordingly. Instead of a mountain waterfall, what came into view was a huge tree with luxuriant branches, but not a single leaf. under the traces.

under the tree.

There is a man standing.

He was wearing a dark blue plain silk shirt, with a dark black coiled belt around his waist, and his hair was as long as running water, flowing down his shoulders and shining slightly.The face is like a crown of jade, but it is alienated, which makes people astonished. Even standing there quietly, there is a sense of coldness and dignity, and it is profane to look at it more.The black eyes are as deep as a pool of ancient spring, looking into those eyes, I feel powerless all over, unable to take a step.Is this Baihuajun?Even if she is beautiful, she doesn't dare to give birth to a playful heart, and can only look up humblely, just like looking up at the bright moon.

(End of this chapter)