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

Docking the Tail Survival Dafa!

Abandoning his own tail, he instantly molded into an incarnation exactly like himself, and then he would enter a state where even his existence could not be touched for a short time.

Of course, the tail is only a cosmetic price.

(Fortunately, only the current avatar used the secret method this time, and probably only lost about two thousand spirit stones...)

The gray-haired mouse comforted himself, but he still couldn't help gnashing his teeth.

Two thousand spirit stones are also spirit stones!

How could I, who was single-minded about money, accept it calmly!

(And that hateful Demon Son!)

Thinking of the handsome boy, its eyes were full of hatred, humiliation and unwillingness.

Its tail-docking survival method is very special. Although the tail is shaped into an external avatar, which will dissipate after two days, it can empathize with the avatar tail during these two days and know the situation of the avatar.

Just now, the hateful Demon Sect Son came in front of his avatar.

After looking at it in various ways, he sent that weird ordinary soldier to his tail again.

It was so scared that it quickly cut off the state of empathy, so as not to be affected.

You must know that it has not fully awakened its cultivation base, and it still cannot resist those unpredictable effects.

After the calculated time was completely over, it carefully returned to the state of empathy.

Just in time, I saw the devil's holy son sighed to himself: Oh, I really thought too much, how could such a shabby mouse have anything to do with evil spirits?

Its eyes turned red all of a sudden.

It's the third time!This guy said it was ugly in front of it for the third time!

At that time, it wanted to jump up and roar that it was the so-called demon in his mouth.

But after calming down a bit, it was startled suddenly.

Why did the Demon Sect Son suddenly suspect that he was the evil spirit outside the Chaos King City?

Or, do you suspect that it was you, the evil spirit, who made the move that night?

When was it exposed?

No, it must be the Buddhist bald man who dragged him back, otherwise how could he be suspected by virtue of his flawless disguise!

Increase the price!Make sure they increase the price!

Since I lost the fortune of 2000 spirit stones, adding [-] million spirit stones is not too much, right?

Thinking about it, the gray-haired mouse moved a little faster on the ground.

It needs to find a place to hide now, waiting for tomorrow to activate its many arrangements.

(Tonight should be enough to get me back to peak form...)

(I didn't expect to encounter so many accidents when I came out this time. It's all because the bald man gave me the "indulgence sign" and one of the six Dharma signs? Pooh, it's just as useless as the previous "delusion sign"!)

(The last is that hateful Son of the Devil...)

(Take me as an experiment with ordinary soldiers, and call me ugly in front of Shushu me three times!)

(Shushu, I am really going to be angry!)

Tomorrow, I want that Demon Sect Son to look good!

…………

Luo Wusheng was standing by the window on the third floor of the Demon Artifact Pavilion.

Pedestrians outside the window would always stop when they passed by the Magic Weapon Pavilion, discussing the special soldiers of the Magic Weapon Pavilion with the people around them, and then discussing the opening of the Magic Weapon Pavilion tomorrow.

Wangcheng hasn't been this lively for a long time, and the street in front of the Magic Artifact Pavilion has more than doubled the number of people in the past few days.

Pavilion Master Luo, who has driven the whole street's economy, nodded in satisfaction.

From this point of view, tomorrow's pavilion opening ceremony will definitely turn into a grand event in the royal city.

There is also a six-door pocket for possible problems.

"In this way, everything should be ready..."

But why do I still feel a little uneasy in my heart?

Did I still miss something?

shouldn't be...

Yaoxie, the master of the Daoqi Pavilion, and even the people from the Buddhist sect may appear. There shouldn't be any other unexpected enemies.

Looking at the gradually setting sun and stars, Luo Wusheng felt that sense of uneasiness was getting stronger and stronger.

Golden core monks will have this dangerous premonition about unfavorable things.

If it is a monk who is proficient in calculation, he can deduce some secrets from this premonition.

There are such monks in the Tianji Building in Suanzhou.

It's a pity that I am not. As a vulgar and reckless man of the Demon Sect, I don't know anything about this kind of thing.

(Tomorrow there should be hexagram masters coming to join in the fun, right? Although charlatans may account for more of them... If there is a heave master from Tianjilou, it's not impossible to count a hexagram...)

Luo Wusheng, who felt the palpitations became extremely strong, felt more and more necessary.

But why are the eyelids on both sides of the left and right eyes jumping all the time?

Sure enough, tomorrow is extremely dangerous?But danger and wealth coexist?

Thinking of the saying that the left eye can make money and the right eye can cause disaster, Luo Wusheng fell into deep thought.

…………

At this moment, the gate of the royal city.

Because it was already the time of the city ban, the gate began to close slowly.

"Hey! Wait, wait! The path hasn't entered yet!"

At this moment, a man's urgent voice came.

But when the city gate was almost closed, a young man quickly got in through the gap.

It was because some walked too hastily that the left sleeve corner of the Taoist robe was caught by a barb on the door.

With a hiss, a sleeve of the Taoist robe, which was already somewhat untidy, was torn off.

Looking at his exposed left arm, the corner of the young man's mouth twitched, revealing an embarrassed smile.

He scanned his surroundings and found that the duty officers responsible for closing the door were all focusing on him.

"Ha...haha...it's okay, it's okay, Gaoshi, the Xiaodao Tianji Tower, came to Wangcheng to prepare for the Human Immortal Ranking Competition in January, everyone on duty has worked hard..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Section 72#第一卷#Chapter [-] Both eyes twitched, guilty of peach blossoms

The night in Wangcheng is beautiful.

Not only is the thriving night market, for some groups, nightlife is the real beginning of their day.

Long Dahai has always felt that Wangcheng is a place that is suitable for him but not suitable for him.

He likes the beauty of Wangcheng at night, especially the beauty of the girl.

But he has no money.

As a casual cultivator, he had spent almost all of his savings in order to promote himself to Foundation Establishment.

Even his group of good brothers are the same.

But it's different now.

Among his good brothers is a real boss.

The Son of Demon, his superman!

(Speaking of which, Brother Luo told me to entrust the letter to the little girl who always finds it quite strange... especially the way she looks at me, there is always a feeling of fury in her heart.)

Could it be that he fell in love with himself?

Alas, too much charm is really an annoyance, but I am a man who intends to live among thousands of flowers without leaving a single leaf on his body.

Thinking of this verse inadvertently recited by an unknown holy son of the Demon Sect when he was crossing the sea, Long Dahai was so impressed with him.

As expected of a man who can take down a peerless witch, he speaks differently.

Moreover, he is also a fellow with himself and others, even though he is a holy son of the Demon Sect, he still does not refuse anyone who comes.

If I have that status, I don't know if I can still maintain my original intention.

Perhaps because he entered the short sage time, he thought much more.

Shaking his head, Long Dahai walked out of the door of a room on the first floor of Hongyan Building in a breezy manner, and was about to go to the next battle location.

But suddenly he was stopped by a voice.

"Fellow Daoist! Do you want to do a fortune-telling? Gao Shi, the Xiaodao Tianjilou, has some experience in fortune-telling..."

Long Dahai turned his head to look.

But I saw a young man who looked a bit embarrassed came to meet him.

The young man was wearing a Taoist robe that looked a bit old, and the left sleeve of the Taoist robe was only left with irregular tear marks, exposing the entire left arm.

He holds a small brass compass in his right hand and a huge hexagram flag in his left.

There are gold characters on the flag, the front is printed with "there is nothing to learn from the jade and treasure of heaven and earth", and the reverse is printed with "everything can be counted".

(The hexagram master of Tianji Tower?)

Long Dahai was a little surprised.

This is not a common character.

But in turn he was a little skeptical.

How could the hexagram masters in Tianji Tower be mixed up like this?And what are these things printed on?Shouldn't it be printed that the calculation of the sky and the earth is not as good as mine?

Seeing Long Dahai's apparent disbelief, the young man who called himself Gao Shi had a wry smile on his face.

If it were him, he wouldn't believe that such a miserable person could be a disciple of Tianjilou.

After all, the cultivator of Tianjilou has always been personable in the impression of the world, with the appearance of holding the secret.

But he is really a disciple of Tianjilou.

Moreover, he is also one of the most talented disciples of this generation in Tianjilou.

(It's all the landlord's fault... If you want to throw it away, at least throw me directly to Wangcheng, halfway through it is really...)

Besides, it is obvious that the competition for the list of immortals will not start until a month later, so is it necessary to send me here so soon?

He also took away his storage bag, leaving only some daily necessities and magic tools for himself.

Where did I offend the landlord?

Is it the thing that made Master so angry that he almost went mad three days ago?Or was it the removal of the six elders' bluestone that had been sitting for decades five days ago?

It can't be the matter of snatching the ancestral treasure jade from the junior brother seven days ago, right?

Forget it, it's all the same.

Now that he is really running out of money, if he doesn't come to a few easy tricks... Cough, if people who are curious about destiny come to him for fortune-telling, he will be wandering on the streets of Wangcheng.

The ticket to enter the Hongyan Building tonight is his last bit of money.

Originally, I thought that it would be easier to meet rich kids in this kind of place, but I didn't expect it to be so deserted today, with only sporadic guests.

Since when have the men in Wangcheng been so clean?

Opposite him, Long Dahai's eyes were still full of doubts: "If you are really a disciple of Tianjilou, how could you be in such a mess?"

It's worse than me as a casual cultivator... But the name Gao Shi seems familiar?