how to kill a dragon

Li Jiutuan really didn't know how to make Wang Xiaotai trust her, and she didn't know what happened in the mortal world. Her situation was even worse than when she was in the old mother's palace.

"Hey, one butterfly, two butterflies, three butterflies..."

Lanke Yimeng has a charming front tune and a long aftertaste. When the alcohol comes up, Wang Fuyao suddenly laughs foolishly. He stretches out his fingers and counts the butterflies that don't exist in the air. The smile on his face is extremely sweet.

It turned out that when the two of them were talking, Wang Fuyao started to drink again with the flagon in his arms, he didn't speak all the time, he only cared about drinking, now that the alcohol was getting stronger, he turned into a drunken mania.

She suddenly called out, "Jiu Tuan! You...you have butterflies on your face too!"

Before Li Jiutuan could react, Wang Fuyao had pulled Li Jiutuan down from his body, and then the moon went out, and a warm and moist flower bloomed on his right cheek.

It was the flower that Wang Fuyao planted on his right cheek while standing on tiptoe while moistening his lips.

Li Jiutuan was taken aback, his face turned as red as Wang Fuyao who had drunk.

But he clearly hasn't touched a drop of alcohol.

Li Jiutuan looked at Wang Fuyao in a daze, and the two blushing people looked at each other

Wang Fuyao didn't know what happened, and looked at Li Jiutuan with a smile, and fell into his arms, "Hehe, Jiutuan, your face is so red! It's like... like a flower!"

"Red flower! It's beautiful!" Wang Fuyao held a small flower that had fallen aside in his hand, and held it up for Li Jiutuan to see, triumphantly, as if he had found something rare and new.

Now Li Jiutuan's ears were red, and he pulled the drunk Wang Fuyao aside, supported her drunken body, not daring to look at Wang Xiaotai who was sitting on the side, and said falteringly, "Fu... Fuyao...you...you drank too much...Is Xiaomo still here..."

After speaking, he pursed his lips and lowered his head, his posture was swaying, which was completely different from the senior brother who was once handsome.

It was only then that Wang Xiaotai noticed that Li Jiutuan's address to Wang Fuyao had become an extremely intimate "Fuyao".

Not the real person Ciyun, not Ciyun, nor Wang Fuyao, but Fuyao.

Li Jiutuan's mind was occupied by Wang Fuyao, who was sloppy in his arms. She didn't notice that Wang Xiaotai's face turned white suddenly. She didn't dare to ask Li Jiutuan, are you for me or for yours? soaring.

Why does everyone love Wang Fuyao?
That's right, if he didn't have himself, he would be Wang Fuyao who was valued by Li Shan's old mother when he went to Jiuchongtian.

Li Jiutuan's junior junior sister was originally supposed to be Wang Fuyao.

There shouldn't be anything like Wang Xiaotai in this world.

If it weren't for her, they wouldn't change each other, and they would be a match made in heaven.

"Little Moss, listen to my persuasion. Give her back Fuyao's name. Don't call her "Ms. Fuyao."

"If you really don't want to, Elder Brother will give you another name, okay?"

"Another better name."

"Little Moss, Xiao Moss, are you listening? Hey, Fuyao, don't move..."

Li Jiutuan held the rebellious Wang Fuyao in his arms while talking to Wang Xiaotai.

Never thought that Wang Fuyao, who was drunk, would torture people like this, and suddenly burst into tears in Li Jiutuan's arms, crying and clamoring that he wanted to find the butterfly, and said that Li Jiutuan was the bad guy who hid the butterfly.

Li Jiutuan could obviously seal her mouth with spiritual power and hold her in place, but he didn't, he hurriedly used his body to suppress the nimble Wang Fuyao.

During this period, I still didn't forget to talk to Wang Xiaotai, "Xiaotai, listen to the brother, the brother will not harm you, you know?"

"You are still young, so you don't know how powerful it is."

"You haven't become a god yet, when you become a god, after the certification of the Dao of Heaven, there is no room for maneuver, you know!"

"Wait until tomorrow, senior brother will think of a nice name for you tomorrow, okay?"

"do not talk······"

"Do you have a name you want?"

"do not talk······"

"What did you say?" Li Jiutuan finally heard Wang Xiaotai's murmur.

"It's nothing, senior brother, you can take care of Fuyao here." Wang Xiaotai stood up, looking down at the two sitting on the ground with her eyes lowered.

"What are you going to do?" Li Jiutuan asked.

Wang Xiaotai turned and left, leaving a sentence that was almost unintelligible in the wind that flowed at night with the fragrance of flowers and wine, "Go buy butterflies."

The moonlight was warm, Li Jiutuan hugged Wang Fuyao into his arms, coaxed the fussy Wang Fuyao in a low voice, the small pink flowers on the flower tree fell silently, twirled, and finally landed on them.

Wang Xiaotai walked out of the yard, took a deep breath of the slightly cool air outside, and let it out long.

She just felt extremely uncomfortable inside, she might as well come out to get some air.

People come and go in the market, people are like running water lamps and stars. .

The Immortal Tower opened a barrier when Wang Xiaotai wrapped it up, and the breath wrapped in it did not let out, so the mortals who came and went didn't feel that there was anything strange about the Immortal Tower, which was usually brightly lit tonight.

Wang Xiaotai also personally cast an enchantment in the Yixian Tower to shield the energy inside, this is not to defend against any enemies, it is purely a matter of habit.

After all, she has too many things that cannot be revealed to the world.

Walking aimlessly on the street, she picked out some small things and jewelry with butterflies at random, walked from the street to the end of the street, and then from the end of the street to the middle of the street, Wang Xiaotai inexplicably wanted time to slow down, and finally In order to wait until dawn, she will go back to Yixian Tower.

"Humanity Changji, fellow daoist, how can I get to the nearest immortal building?"

Someone behind him stopped Wang Xiaotai.

Wang Xiaotai turned her head and looked at the person who came to ask for directions. The person was wearing a tunic robe with a red fox pattern mask on a white background. She was thin and had long hair tied high in the crown.

He couldn't see his face with the mask on, but Wang Xiaotai inexplicably felt that there must be a delicate and beautiful face under the mask.

"I······"

Wang Xiaotai subconsciously wanted to say that she didn't know, but suddenly, a powerful energy seized Wang Xiaotai's body and mind. She had clearly formed a godhead, and she was only a short time away from the thunder calamity before she could become a god. She had no power to fight back in front of her aura, her breathing stopped suddenly, and she seemed to be strangled by someone out of thin air.

This person is stronger than Aolu!

Wang Xiaotai immediately knew that the person in front of her was definitely not a role she could afford.

The man wearing the fox mask bent down and looked at Wang Xiaotai, his eyes were calm and unwavering, "The world is clear, but I am alone, and the world is watching, and I am alone."

"Fellow Daoist, do you know where the Yixian Tower is?"

"You...have the smell of an old friend..." The man moved closer to Wang Xiaotai's neck, took a deep breath, and suppressed his excitement with a smile.

His voice was very soft, but Wang Xiaotai knew that she had no right to refuse him.

Wang Xiaotai looked at the eye under the mask under the powerful aura. The man's eyes were so dark that there was no light at all. Wang Xiaotai looked into his eyes quietly, and her pupils dilated unconsciously because of fear.

It may have been a long time, or it may have only been a moment. Under such a huge pressure, Wang Xiaotai has forgotten the time.

In the dark, like a ghost, she raised her hand, trembling, suppressing the fear all over her body, and pointed in the direction of the fairy building on the street.

It wasn't until the man walked away that he relaxed, and the breath around him began to flow again, and Wang Xiaotai squatted on the ground in a state of exhaustion, panting heavily.

Golden sweat flowed down her forehead, turned into golden beads, fell to the ground, stained with dust, and rolled aside without anyone noticing.

This golden bead has been picked up by me!
Guess who he is looking for ╮(╯▽╰)╭

I don't know if anyone can guess who this person is.

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