I really didn't expect to make the heroines fall in love with me.

"So, why did you come back? What about the Sky Spider? What happened to her?"

Hearing this question, Ye Ya also came back to his senses, and said in a strange tone:

"Do you really think she can come back after sending the Tianluo formation net to the north of the city? How can she be the most accomplished formation technique among us, how can we let her be lazy here?"

"Uh, to say I'm lazy..."

"I let you do all the work, what is she doing here, not being lazy?"

Ye Ya, who spoke in such an annoyed manner that his colleagues around him were speechless, sighed inwardly.

After working together for such a long time, he naturally knows Xuan Ming's temperament. Even though he looks fancy on the outside, he is really a diligent and honest person... This problem is okay for strangers, but it is especially serious in the eyes of acquaintances .

"Anyway, after she got there, Wutong replaced me... After all, I am similar to you. If I don't need a special magic weapon, my ability has nothing to do with the formation."

Hearing what Ye Ya said, Da Zhuang wanted to scratch his head in embarrassment, but he took it back after encountering his skyrocketing hairstyle at the moment.

"I see……"

The two looked down again at the fight that seemed a bit boring from their perspective, and fell silent.

Ye Ya's eyes were not so much looking at the foundation building of the competition, but rather at the arena that completely absorbed all the aftermath of the battle.

To be honest, he was a little flustered for a while when he learned about his family's plan to attract attention.

Thinking of the messy work that I have been doing for some reason recently, as if being targeted by His Majesty, Ye Ya really thought that the tormenting task of making a ring out of a sky rock would eventually fall on her own head ...

But never expected that this job was handed over to Qilin?

(It seems that I was thinking too much before, Your Majesty is not targeting me...)

I almost thought that His Majesty found out that I had established a secret alliance... It's fine.

With that in mind, Ye Ya glanced at the light curtain not far away from the corner of his eye.

"Tsk, let's talk about the devil's son, he's still pulling things out so fast. He just came back a few days ago, and killed a chicken demon in the next door, Qifeng City... I don't know what his real strength is now. To what extent..."

Thinking that the boy who needed help from his own six doors before was becoming more and more outrageous in the legend, Ye Ya was quite sighed.

Xuan Ming at the side nodded in agreement.

"His strength is indeed extraordinary. Even if I tried my best to fight with him for thousands of rounds, I was careless in the end and lost a move..."

"Speaking of which, His Majesty only informed a few of us before, the new gold medalist who has not yet taken office...Although I haven't seen it yet, I always feel that it has something to do with him."

"It shouldn't be him, right? After all, his cultivation is not the real Nascent Soul, but the Son of the Demon Sect..."

"I'm just talking about it casually. With my eyesight, if it's really him, I can recognize him even if he modifies his figure a little!"

…………

"...If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have recognized you just now."

In the room of Wangxianlou Inn, Miss Qilin looked at the young man who was slowly getting dressed in front of her, and said in a rather complicated tone.

Listening to the girl's words, Luo Wusheng, who was fully dressed, held a blank mask in one hand, rubbed his face with the other and grinned.

"That's natural... This is a way to change my body shape that I used from the art of words and swords [Shen Zi Jue] given by Daoist Jianzhou Guantu. It's just a pity that my coat was custom-made by my junior sister in Wangcheng At that time, the ability to change was not considered, so before it became like that, it had to be taken off to avoid destruction..."

"I didn't expect Lord Qilin to be so excited... Did you think of something just now?"

The Son of Demon Sect spoke angrily.

In fact, the slap on his face that Miss Qilin had made before was not a serious problem.

With the modified version of the Buddha's golden body protection, he can resist the Nascent Soul spell even with a face, let alone that the opponent didn't really use too much strength.

However, the interrupted reading of the transformation still made him a little nervous.

Fortunately, I explained it later, and finally transformed successfully.

(That's why we need more trust between people, I'm not the kind of person who just strips off when there's a disagreement...)

And I don't want to be shot by Wang Jian or something, how could I die like that?

Ms. Qilin on the opposite side looked a little unnatural after what she said. Fortunately, she still wore a mask on her face, so she couldn't see the expression.

She does feel a little embarrassed.

Obviously the other party just took off his coat, but he did it subconsciously.

(I also blame him for not explaining this matter in advance, and using such misleading words...)

(But having said that, his change...is really different. After this change, and then wearing a mask, maybe no one can recognize him except me.)

Thinking of the scene she saw just now, Miss Qilin's eyes were a little weird.

After looking away, he pretended to be calm and opened his mouth.

"It's nothing."

Feeling helpless to answer someone's question, Ms. Qilin didn't want to dwell on this issue, so she changed the subject: "Well... now you are also a gold medal of the Six Doors, it's not appropriate to call me as formally as before. ..."

"Oh? Then what should I call you?"

"I don't care about such small things, as you like."

Miss Qilin, who just wanted to quickly get rid of the previous embarrassment, replied casually.

Therefore, Luo Wusheng looked up and down the girl across from him, thought very seriously, and came to a conclusion...

"Little Qilin... Cough, calm down... Calm down, I'm joking."

The first section#第一卷#Chapter 397 Why is the senior brother more anxious than me?

In the end, the two people in Wangxianlou Inn ended the meeting early because they could not reach a consensus on the title issue.

Luo Wusheng didn't think it was a big deal, after all, he had already achieved his goal of finding Miss Qilin this time, and everything was slowly getting on the right track as he expected.

He even had time to watch the boring foundation building competition. After seeing the two Jin Zhang classmates he was familiar with, he was still in Ye Ya's impeccable performance, and made friends with Dao Zhuang through sound transmission." Get acquainted" for a while.

In addition, among the audience, he happened to meet the original shopkeepers of his own inn. They lived nearby. Although they lost their jobs recently, because they were involved in the previous changes in Wangxian Tower, Xianguo gave them a lot of money. Compensation, so this period of time is happy.

After secretly contacting them, Luo Wusheng also made a decision on the reopening of the inn.

The current Wangxianlou Inn is a good place, with a certain white-haired loli's anti-spying technique, maybe it will have a chance to become an excellent place for Wangcheng forces to exchange secret information in the future.

After resolving these matters, the Son of the Demon Sect returned to the Demon Artifact Pavilion...

"Senior Brother Song...is this really all right?"

"Don't worry, we all know that it's your first time, but we are very experienced, it will be fine soon, and it won't hurt you... Well, after you try it, you will definitely fall in love with this feeling."

"Then... come on..."

Bang!

At the moment when the gunshot rang out, Luo Wusheng finally couldn't stand it anymore, turned his head and turned back from the fourth floor of the Magic Artifact Pavilion to the third floor.

He was lost in thought.

(What I saw just now was really a refining site, not a pyramid scheme?)

Thinking that another of his own craftsmen was about to lose his mind and be brainwashed into a deadly expert, the Son of Demon Sect once again lamented the power of pathogens.

But people are still voluntary, and I can't say anything.

"Thinking about it now, I always feel that Demon Gate Artifact Refining is really the same as sorcery..."

Especially after the evil way upstairs has mastered the correct way to open it.

Well, this way of dying to the point of doing whatever you want is really magical, no wonder the few refiners headed by Song Zhong have entered the country faster than the little officers who indulged in the Hongyan Tower all day long.

Complaining in his heart, Luo Wusheng was sitting on the third floor where he was alone, but he was flipping through a book that didn't look out of the ordinary.

"...Sure enough, there is really nothing special about this book except that the method of death recorded by monks is particularly grassy."

He muttered to himself, but turned to the next page with his hand.

What he is reading now is one of the few books that his junior sister obtained through the Order of the Holy Maiden, and it is also the only one he has read roughly before.

It records the strange ways of death of various monks.

Because in the overlapping space of Xiaofeng Mountain in Qifeng City, the little demon girl showed herself that these books might be useful, so Luo Wusheng decided to face up to this pile of waste from his cheap master... thing.

First, start by reading a book carefully.

(But no matter how you look at it, it's trash...)

Take the article I am reading now as an example.

It is said that it was a very lucky monk who had a chance to get a broken leg from a monk who came to cross the catastrophe, but was sealed layer by layer.

At that time, he was at the critical moment of being promoted to the realm of transforming gods, looking at the broken leg that was entwined with many complicated rules, he realized that if he could look directly at this thing beyond the seal, he might be able to directly use this as an opportunity to advance to the realm of transforming gods .

So he exhausted all his strengths and finally broke a small hole in the seal.

As the Tianjiao monk expected, the moment he looked directly into the seal, he was blessed to the soul, his cultivation base opened the shackles, and the catastrophe came in an instant.

He had been prepared for a long time, and launched a series of defensive tribulation formations, and he was about to succeed in transforming into a god.

And in the process of his surviving the catastrophe, the small opening on the seal of the broken leg gradually recovered...but at the most critical moment, a change occurred.

There was something wrong with the operation somewhere, and a piece of leg hair at the level of crossing the catastrophe flew out from the small hole in the seal and appeared in the middle of the catastrophe cloud.

"Then the aura of the Transcending Tribulation Realm triggered a change in the Heavenly Tribulation, and brought down the Immortal Tribulation that even the cultivators of Transforming Gods could not bear. This unlucky ghost died immediately... This person's mentality probably exploded on the spot, even if he survived I guess I have to suffer from leg hair phobia."

Luo Wusheng really wanted to know where the author of this book found so many materials about monks' strange death methods.

As far as this monk's death method is concerned, ordinary people really can't die.

With the ability to cross the catastrophe, it is hard to imagine how many severed limbs can be found in the world that have not been completely destroyed by the immortal catastrophe.

(The boss of the headless Buddha statue is missing a head, but there are probably a lot of secrets in it...huh?)

Thinking of something, Luo Wusheng touched his chin.

The book in his hand stayed on this page for a long time before continuing to turn to the next page with flickering eyes.

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Sunset.

Before leaving the Magic Artifact Pavilion, Luo Wusheng stretched vigorously.

To be honest, he is really curious about how his junior sister finished reading those books.

After searching all afternoon, I didn't find many useful things. Instead, I became more and more sleepy... If I hadn't taken out the messenger dagger when I was bored, chatted with Xiao Yuli, played chess, and fished, he was real. I can't stand it.

"Having said that, there are still some useful things..."

On the way home, Luo Wusheng looked at the sky, and moved to several silent directions from time to time.

He could feel some breath fluctuations that were not obvious and should have been covered up.

It should be that Xianguo is still processing the remaining demon formations according to the information he gave.

(If this goes on like this, it might be possible to eliminate all the monster formations in the royal city... In this way, the monster chaos should be less likely to cause problems.)

It is also more suitable for myself to find a good posture to start the resurrection.

Everything is still under his control.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the Demon Sect Son returned to his mansion, and then went straight to his junior sister's room.

Xiao Yuli is now in a state of autistic practice because of her big failure in online backgammon, so don't bother that girl in a hurry.

And there is indeed something to do with looking for the little demon girl.

At this moment, in the room that has been lit.

At the request of his junior sister, Luo Wusheng, who was lying on his back on Xiangxiang's soft thigh, felt the touch from his head while looking at the beautiful face with his head lowered and his own image reflected in his eyes.

He suddenly opened his mouth softly.

"...Junior Sister, do you have a way to achieve this fruit of destiny in a short time... well, before the end of the Human Immortal List competition, or even better before it starts?"

The hand rubbing lightly on his head paused slightly.

Looking at the serious face of the senior brother on his lap, a strange color flashed in Bai Xiaoyao's beautiful eyes.

How do you feel... senior brother is more anxious than yourself?

If Senior Brother knew the content of the Fruit of Fate, would he still be able to say these words?