After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

Chapter 630 Borrowing Clothes
In a short while, the Nine Layers of Heavenly Thunder was all overwhelmed by Zhang Jianting.

The latter, on the other hand, hid in the clouds and did not come out, so he took a sack from the storage bag and put it on his body.

After crossing the catastrophe, the aura around him has undergone a qualitative change. The aura is thick and unfathomable, but it is a bit out of place with his sack.

Song Qingyun almost burst into tears looking at Zhang Jianting's chicken coop on his head, wearing a sack,
"Hahahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, Zhang Jianting, hurry up and take a look at your face in that mirror."

His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, he didn't look like a fairy at all, he was even more savage than a savage.

Zhang Jianting raised his hand to beat Song Qingyun,
"You brat, are you courting death?"

If he didn't have any clothes in the storage bag right now, how about putting on a sack?
Song Qingyun hugged the little whale shark and hid behind Sang Luo,
"Sister!"

Sang Luo moved in front of Song Qingyun, looking at Zhang Jianting's appearance, she was obviously holding back a smile,
"Why don't you go change your clothes first?"

If you take this to Ye's house, it must not make people think that she got it from a savage.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Jianting glared at the two seniors who were laughing at him, and stretched out his hand towards Song Qingyun,
"Lend me two clothes!"

Song Qingyun blinked his eyes,
"You don't even have clothes?"

so poor!

Zhang Jianting's forehead is slightly convex,
"Don't force me to hit you!"

Song Qingyun raised his chin and said,
"You have such a big temper, but I really don't believe it, young master, hit me!"

There were thunderbolts in Zhang Jianting's palm, and Song Qingyun's eyes lit up with excitement. He wanted to try fighting in the fairyland.

The two years of independent experience can be said to have completely aroused Song Qingyun's fighting spirit.

If it weren't for the fact that his senior sister, master, and master ancestor were all there at this moment, he would have rushed up to fight Zhang Jianting with his sword in hand.

"okay."

Sang Luo raised his hand and flicked Song Qingyun's forehead,
"Don't think about fighting, there will be more fighting in the future, get him two sets of clothes first."

Song Qingyun's thoughts were seen through, coughed twice, took two sets of clothes from the storage bag and handed them to Zhang Jianting, muttering,
"This is what Luo Zhouxing made for me, the suzerain, to show off. I'm not willing to wear it yet. It's cheap for you."

Zhang Jianting took the clothes and hummed softly,
"I will pay you back when I have money."

Song Qingyun expressed doubts about this. Can he be rich as a poor sword cultivator of Kunwu Sword Sect?

Zhang Jianting didn't want to talk to Song Qingyun, so he took the clothes and ran away.

Just after crossing the catastrophe, I went to take a sea bath.

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Sang Luo turned to look at Daoist Yuheng, "Master Zu, can you please visit my second senior brother?"

Sang Luo said, and told Daoist Yuheng all about Lu Huaizhi's situation.

Daoist Yuheng nodded slightly when he heard this,

"Okay, let me see."

Sang Luo nodded and sent him into the medicine field space.

And the next moment, she almost lost her balance and fell to the ground, her head throbbing with pain.

Song Qingyun was shocked and quickly supported her,

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Sang Luo slowed down for a while, cold sweat dripped down his back,

"It's okay, the master's strength is too strong, and his cultivation base and spiritual power are far superior to mine. Sending him into the medicine field space is a bit of a waste of spiritual power."

Hearing this, Su Changli raised his hand to transfer the spiritual breath into Sang Luo's body, a burst of coolness came over him, and Sang Luo felt much better.

Not long after, Zhang Jianting came back from the sea bath, and changed into the black and gold fairy robe that Song Qingyun didn't want to wear.

He wears a gold belt around his waist, and the red dragon pattern flutters with the sea breeze. The chicken nest head also makes him look better, and the slightly curly long hair is scattered behind him. At first glance, he really looks like a dog.

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