After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

But Black Hell King doesn't care about any no-fly orders.

At Zhenchao Pass at that time, most of the Black Hell Kings who came had already taken advantage of the night to fly back to Fengdu when Tang Ling was unconscious.

The only one left to wait for the worried Nangong Xun was Tang Ling, who woke up and set off together. He was also the leader of the group of black kings of hell - Yan Liang.

Yan Liang alone cannot take many people to fly across at night, because if one person goes crazy, it will cause disaster to everyone.

So we can only follow and escort by boat.

For this reason, after nearly half a month of sailing, when Tang Ling saw him, he was either standing outside wearing a large bamboo hat and wrapping his whole body tightly, or he was hiding in the room.

If you can hide from the sun, you won't show it at all.

It was only when we were near the Xianshan Islands and the fog blocked the sunlight that we could see Yan Liang's true appearance on the deck.

It is said that the Black King of Hell is the incarnation of a ghost, which is reasonable.

Yan Liang, who showed his true face, looked very fierce. Tang Ling believed that he was not a person who judged people by their appearance, but he was met with cold faces several times when he took the initiative to say hello. As time went by, he became less willing to come forward.

Ghost cultivator Nangong Xun, who is also a ghost cultivator, is not like this.

This guy is a typical person who would risk his life just to see a beautiful woman.

There were many monks on the ship, including some beautiful ones. They were wearing cool clothes on the summer day at sea. For half a month, Tang Ling had always seen this guy holding an umbrella and wearing a bamboo hat. He pretended to be cold and stood on the deck to peek at the female monks coming and going.

Tang Ling finally believed what Song Nan said before, "Don't be fooled by simple memories."

Xiao Hei definitely beautified this guy in his memory. He only remembered his good qualities and forgot about his temperament and hobbies.

It's no wonder that in the rumors that shocked the people a thousand years later, when talking about the sixth young master of the Nangong family, the word "extremely lustful" is always indispensable.

So when Tang Ling returned to the house to have breakfast, he turned the corner and saw the backs of the two people standing side by side, and was very surprised.

Could it be that they are discussing the matter of the agency city?

Tang Lingzheng was hesitating whether to go forward and say hello again, when he heard Nangong Xun's voice coming from the front, "This, this! Look at this! The waist is slim, the temples are slim, but a little thin, I like a plump one, too It’s so bony and feels so bad to the touch.”

Tang Ling took a step forward.

"Skinny?" Yan Liang's rough voice sounded.

He has white hair, a tall figure, a broad back, a broad chest, a strong frame, and his body is full of muscles. Standing next to him, Nangong Xun, who is tall, looks particularly petite.

"It's the same thing as being too thin." Nangong Xun said, "Brother Yan, although I am a ghost, I have never been to Fengdu. How are the girls there?"

"They're all the same." Yan Liang's voice was thick and hard, "There's no difference."

"Tsk, how is that possible? I guess everyone has his or her own merits, right?"

"What's the matter with Yanzi?" Yan Liang frowned with thick black eyebrows and said in an impatient tone, "You kid, you talk so strangely!"

Nangong Xun was choked up, "You... I mean, there are always all kinds of good-looking ones, right?"

"Good-looking one?" Yan Liang really thought about it, and after a moment, he snorted from his nose, "It's just that brat Song Nan."

Nangong Xun's eyes suddenly looked shocked. He looked at him for a long time and wanted to pat his shoulder with some sympathy. But he found that it was a bit out of reach, so he had to switch to the back and pat him twice. It felt like he was patting on an iron wall.

"Brother, being with a group of old men for so many years has been hard on you."

After expressing sympathy, he changed the subject and said, "We have been passing near the archipelago these past few days, and the fog has blocked the sun. Brother Yan and his brothers can go out for more walks, so that they can see all kinds of willows, slender waists, big breasts and fat buttocks - such beautiful scenery, Those little brats in the house who don’t have all their hair, they don’t know how to appreciate at all..."

Tang Ling couldn't stand listening anymore, so she walked around them and went to the room.

Song Nan made very thoughtful arrangements and prepared several first-class rooms on the ship for several people, one for each person.

Otherwise, Tang Ling, who was very strapped for money, would have saved whatever he could and would never have chosen such a good room.

What was even more thoughtful was that Song Nan seemed to have noticed that several people were in distress at Yunlaiju before, and even gave Tang Ling a bag of spiritual stones as spare.

I was so moved that I wanted to cry.

Thanks to this bag of spiritual stones, the food on the ship for half a month was not too bad.

Tang Ling opened the door with gratitude.

Yuan Yulang and Wei Zhiming were sitting at the table in the room eating, and greeted her warmly when they saw her. "Look what good food I ordered!"

Tang Ling's eyes were blinded by the dazzling array of food and refreshments on the table.

Tang Ling thought for a moment that he had entered by mistake, so he exited, closed the door, and opened the door again.

The dazzling array of food and refreshments on the table once again blinded her.

"Objective, let's go, Kunlun Baofu from Room No. 3 in Tianzi has arrived——!"

Tang Ling watched helplessly as another expensive-sounding dish was served on the table, and hurriedly grabbed the waiter who was about to go out, "Brother, waiter, which dish is untouched, can you return it?"

"Sir, we will not return the food here." The waiter said sheepishly.

"Okay." Tang Lin weakly let go of her hand and waited until the waiter closed the door before she exploded.

"Yuan——yu——lang——!"

With a "pop" sound, the chopsticks Yuan Yulang lifted fell to the ground.

"You've reached the third level of inedia, what can you eat?" Tang Ling almost cried without tears. "That's all. It's just breakfast. Why do you need to eat so... richly?"

"You have to enjoy it too! I saw the purse you put on the table. It turns out we still have so many useless spiritual stones. You were picking at them all the way." Yuan Yulang picked up the chopsticks and pinched them. A cleansing trick to get it clean.

"Money bag?" Tang Ling hurriedly touched the storage bag.

Sure enough, I clicked on the spiritual stones before going out this morning and forgot to take back the bag of spiritual stones.

"That's the spiritual stone given to me by Senior Brother Song." Tang Ling chewed a silver tooth into pieces.

"Senior Brother Song?" Yuan Yulang put down his chopsticks, "Senior Brother Song Nansong?"

Tang Ling sat down weakly and nodded.

"Senior Brother Song has thought so carefully. He certainly doesn't want you to wrong yourself on the way, right?" Yuan Yulang started to feel guilty when he saw Tang Ling's expression, "The worst case... I will earn spiritual stones to pay you back when I get to Fengdu."

Tang Ling almost laughed angrily, "You think it's aggrieved to live in a superior room and have three meals a day?"

separate!

Who will come with you when you arrive in Fengdu?

Immediately divide the spiritual stones given by the sect, and then try them separately!

Tang Ling secretly made up his mind.

But when I arrive in Fengdu, I'm afraid I have to consider earning spiritual stones first.

Tang Ling put away the bag of spirit stones, picked up a chopstick of vegetables dejectedly, and ate it as if to vent his anger.

"They said this is fresh fish caught from Qiulonghai. Try it." Yuan Yulang knew that he was in the wrong, so he tried to please Tang Ling by giving him a large piece of fish meat with chopsticks.

"Prisoner Longhai?" Tang Ling took a bite. It was really fresh and plump, so delicious that it was so delicious.

"Let's walk around the Xianshan Islands, and further to the southwest is the Prison Dragon Sea." Seeing that Tang Ling's expression had improved, Yuan Yulang gave her another signature dish recommended by the waiter with chopsticks.

In fact, since leaving the Lingxian sect, Yuan Yulang has improved a lot in terms of the young master's temper, but he is a bit more picky.

Tang Ling's expression gradually softened.

A little worried again.

Will this guy be able to support himself in such a long trial in the future?

"The little kid who doesn't have all his hair."

Nangong Xun's words struck a chord in his ears.

Tang Ling turned to look at Wei Zhiming, who had been silent.

Isn’t it inappropriate for the only descendant of the Nangong family to follow Nangong Xun?

In the future... it won't grow crooked, right?