The female partner engages in introversion in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 980

"Brother, don't."

Luo Shui, who was hiding in the room, opened the door and rushed out.

Luo Xianzhong is too powerful, Brother Bu Yao will suffer.

According to her understanding of her elder brother, he didn't want Luo Yimeng to stay in the Demon Cultivation Palace, but wanted his face.

The eldest brother is too cruel, no matter what Luo Yimeng says, he is still his child.

"Luoshui, if you dare to do something bad this time, I will take you into Luoxian Bell together."

Rose's eyes were scarlet, and he no longer wanted to think about the consequences.

"Don't hurt my sage."

Ling Yundu rushed up to block Bu Yao.

"I don't need you." Bu Yao raised his hand and waved Ling Yundu aside.

"Take good care of Yimeng." Buyao handed Luo Yimeng to the care of the female ghost Yan, and the fan he had been holding in his hand suddenly grew bigger.

"Haha, no demon, your Thousand Miles Fan is very powerful, but it's still incomparable to this deity's Luoxian Bell."

"Loss, you said that you are in a bad mood, and you are so arrogant. The Moxiu school is in your hands, and it will be over sooner or later."

"How dare you curse my school of magic cultivators, you are looking for death."

"The more powerful the mouth, the weaker the strength, and it is you who are talking about it."

Bu Yao flipped his wrist, and a hurricane headed towards Ross and Luo Xianzhong.

Luo Si also hurriedly urged the Luoxian bell to become bigger, and put the demon into the Luoxian bell before being fanned away by thousands of miles.

It's a pity that his speed is half a beat slower than the demon, and after Bu Yao advanced, Qianli Shan also advanced, and his current power is greater than what Luo Si knew.

Underestimating the enemy and being slow, his master was blown away before Luoxianzhong could show his power.

Without the blessing of Luosi's formula and finger formula, the Luoxian bell was quickly blown away.

The demon cultivators who came in a hurry were a little confused, didn't your lord want to use the magic weapon of the falling fairy bell.

Why are people and clocks being slapped away by the Ghost Cultivator now?

Luo Shui was in a complicated mood for a while, she liked not to be a demon, so she naturally hoped that he would be fine.

But Ross is also her elder brother, she doesn't want the relationship between Buyao and him to be too rigid.

"Princess, what's going on?"

The demon cultivators asked cautiously. Sure enough, if there is a demon saint, even the demon master will be unlucky.

"It's okay, you take people to find the Demon Lord back."

"Yes."

Luo Shui originally brought Bu Yao to reconcile with her elder brother, but now that it has developed like this, she can only find another chance.

"Brother Buyao, let me send you out of the Demon Cultivation Hall first."

"it is good."

After watching the fun, people were also slapped away by him. There was really no need for Bu Yao to stay any longer.

Bu Yao and Ling Yundu were on their way back to Guixiu Tomb, Ling Yundu was really curious and couldn't help asking.

"Holy One, why are we going to the Demon Cultivation Hall today?"

"To teach you a lesson."

"Holy One, what do you mean?" Ling Yundu was a little nervous, wondering if Yaoyao had discovered something.

"Good and evil will eventually be rewarded. Sometimes the retribution is not on you, but on the person you care about the most."

After saying these few words, Bu Yao directly tore through the void and left.

Ling Yundu stood there in a daze, and after a while, he squatted on the ground covering his heart.

Tian Yuanzong, Feng Wan has been in seclusion for three months.

On this day, the Do Not Disturb sign at the gate of Wanfeng Mountain was finally removed.

Feng pulled out of the space, and took the refined Pocheng Pill and Dujie Pill to go to the master hall.

As soon as Feng Wan came out of the customs, the gossip list immediately became lively.

【Pan Dansheng is out of the customs and rush quickly to meet him by chance. 】

【is this okay? 】

[Then don't go, we will rush first. 】

[I'm just talking, don't compete with me, I'll be the first one. 】

Feng Wan didn't know that she was about to run into batches of disciples, so she went to the Score Pavilion before going to the Sect Leader Hall.

Elder Qianbai had long been looking forward to Feng Wan's arrival, but she was in seclusion just after she left the seclusion, so she didn't have time to come at all.

Before leaving Wanfeng Mountain, Huohuang prepared the spirit grass in Wanfeng Mountain and the space that needed to be sold for spirit stones.

With the addition of people in the space, the spirit stones are getting less and less enough, and we must do everything possible to get the spirit stones.

Elder Qianbai directly invited Feng Wan into the Points Pavilion, not only because of Feng Wan's current status as an alchemy sage in the Mahayana realm, but also because the spiritual herbs that Feng Wan brought every time were too many and too precious.

Elder Qian Bai was afraid that his disciples would make a mistake, so he entertained them himself.

As usual, Feng Wan received thousands of missions after exchanging spirit stones with spirit herbs.

With the improvement of alchemy cultivation base, Feng Wan took on more and more tasks.

Again, Feng Wan can make a lot of money, but it also costs a lot, so she can't stop making money for a moment.

After Elder Qianbai handed over the spirit stone and the task to Feng Wan, he stopped talking a few times, and finally chose not to say anything.

"Elder Qianbai, I will remember about Yuan Xun."

Qianjiajia has a great career, and Qian Yuanxun is good at everything, but he can't practice.

The elders of Qian's family worried about this, and their hair became even grayer.

As long as they can let their family Yuanxun practice, they are willing to give a few more Lingshi mines as a reward.

"Sage Bandan, thank you, our Qianjia has nothing but a lot of spirit stones, so just open your mouth if you need it."

"Okay, thank you." Feng Wan has always pursued the practice of receiving rewards for nothing, and she has not helped Qian Yuanxun solve the problem of cultivation, so she will not ask for the Lingshi from Qianjia in vain.

No matter how many spirit stones there are, they are not his own.As a cultivator, Feng Wan has desires, but she obtains them through her own efforts, not for nothing.

Feng Wan left from Jiji Pavilion, she planned to go to Holy Sword Peak again.

Both Feng Qingqing and Bai Yichen were about to break through, so she gave them each another one of the highest-grade pills to help them break through smoothly.

In order not to disturb Feng Qingqing's cultivation, Feng Wan did not send a message in advance.

What Feng Wan thought was that if her sister was practicing, then she would hand over the pill directly to Ba Tianshi or Tiantian, and it would be the same to ask them to hand it over.

But Feng Wan seems to have come here by a particularly unlucky time, as she didn't even see a human figure or a beast figure.

【Master, let's go to the place where Qing Zhenjun often practices to find her. I remember that you still have an agreement to fight. 】

Huohuang tilted her head, um, she probably remembered correctly.

Baizhi nodded. There was indeed such a thing, but it was delayed because of other things.

However, according to the master's current cultivation base, the gap between the two seems to be a little bigger.

Feng Qingqing also wanted to keep up with her younger sister, and she was almost going crazy in the past few years.

[There is no rush to fight, let's go to her first. 】

Feng Wan believes that with her sister's understanding and hard work, she will grow up soon, and it will not be too late to fight.

In order to see Feng Qingqing as soon as possible, Feng Wan walked towards the place where the wind and snow were the heaviest.

After walking for nearly a quarter of an hour, Feng Wan only felt that he had walked into someone's barrier, and was about to exit when he heard the sound of water.

Feng Wan subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a big wooden barrel in the wind and snow, and there was a person soaked in the wooden barrel, and his back was facing Feng Wan at the moment.

The long black silk like satin was lifted to the front of the chest, only a few naughty strands of hair slid over the shoulders like a knife and draped over the back.

The good skin makes women feel inferior, and the beautiful shoulders and back make people sink unconsciously.

[Ah, why is Patriarch Buran taking a medicinal bath here. 】Fat Nightmare Fat Claw hurriedly covered his eyes.

But the separated paws that were leaking light everywhere were as if they hadn't been covered.

Anyone who sees Buran like this probably won't be able to move his legs.

But what attracted Feng Wan was not Buran's excellent beautiful back, but a lifelike golden dragon engraved on the back.

　Babies, here we come, please feed us!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)