There are always fairies plotting against me

In the City Lord's Mansion, the sea of ​​consciousness lake, which was originally five meters deep, was almost dried up, and the screams that echoed in every corner of Yinsheng City gradually weakened and finally returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

The armored spirit, which was so illusory that it was almost transparent, tried hard to hit the ancient platform in the middle, but received no response at all.

"It seems I lasted longer."

The bloody hand grasped the soul's head, and the starlight of Yaoguang Star shone brightly.

At the last moment, there was no screaming.

Lu Jinan took out the certificate of the underworld, and the extremely yin energy stored in it surged into his body like a torrent, neutralizing the rampant yang energy.

He took out a few porcelain bottles, poured the pills inside into his mouth, and swallowed them.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly felt somewhat fortunate that his senior sister had suddenly kicked the certificate away in the ice cave in the snowy mountains.

Otherwise, I would have absorbed the negative energy stored in the underworld certificate. What should I do now?

After all, it is not convenient to open the Nanzhi Taoist Palace and appreciate the Qingyue flowers here.

He held his breath and left the dangers around him to his senior sister, Nanzhi, and his fellow junior brothers and sisters.

The medicinal properties of the Huagang Rongxue Pill were fully stimulated by Lu Jinan at this moment. The star power of Yaoguang Star began to be drawn towards the heart, and gradually opened up with the help of the medicinal properties of the Huagang Rongxue Pill.

Po Jun and Zuo Fu complement each other.

The surging qi and blood slowly but steadily began to repair the injuries in the body.

Author: The most difficult plots of Pojun Taoist Palace and Zuofu Taoist Palace have also been completed, and subsequent cultivation will be much easier.

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Chapter 122 "How about a true three-way cultivation?"

Pulai··

The stone statues in Yinsheng City and the City Lord's Mansion were shaking, scattering dust. Amid the deafening sound of collapse, the dust was rolled up like clouds and dispersed in all directions.

Zhu Nanzhi waved his right hand, dispersing the dust that was sweeping over, and looked at the surrounding scene with an indifferent expression.

Tens of thousands of years are like these dusts that suddenly fall, sinking into the long river of time as the stone statues crumble.

Never to be seen again.

Thick blood flowed out from the broken stone statue, soaking the fragments on the ground, just like the lake in the sea of ​​consciousness before, gathering into a river in the temple.

Bang! A dull bone wing suddenly emerged from behind the huge stone statue that was embracing the ancient platform with one hand. A few scattered golden feathers fell down, further confirming the identity of the Sky Emperor as a half-demon.

A hybrid of the Golden-winged Roc and humans.

But just based on this identity, people still cannot know what happened several years ago.

Why was the half-demon Kongdi able to become an immortal first?

Why should he stand on the side of the human race?

Why did it disappear in the long river of history?

Can the answers to these secret histories only be found in the upper world?

Those who care about this matter will still care until they get an answer, but those who don’t care will never care from the beginning to the end.

The sporadic sounds of fighting gradually died down. Zhu Nanzhi turned her head to look at Lu Jinan who was standing beside her, with tenderness and heartache in her deep blue eyes.

When the starlight completely faded, I found that my husband was covered in blood.

The originally pure white robe was also stained blood red.

While enduring the pain of tempering his body, my husband suppressed the soul of Emperor Kong. The difficulty and danger were only apparent at this moment.

Not far away, Mu Qingyue, who had pointed the tip of the "Chao Mu" sword at Lan Cangjun's throat, nodded slightly at Jiang Wuya and Qi Xingyu, then put away the sword and walked towards Lu Jinan.

During the process of Nine Stars Tempering the Body to Suppress the Soul of the Sky Emperor, although the voice of the Junior Brother was not loud, she could hear it clearly.

"It's been so long and you're still alive—"

"How far will it take you to die?"

The voice of my junior fellow student echoed in my mind...Ten years had passed, and it was still the same.

Mu Qingyue stopped and looked at Lu Jinan, who was covered in blood. Her left hand couldn't help but tighten the scabbard.

The sounds around her seemed to disappear, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Ten years later, the junior brother is still the same junior brother.

It’s just that the identity of the eldest senior brother of Wan Dao Sect and now the Holy Son of Fang Dao Sect weighs heavily on his shoulders, forcing him to suppress some of his emotions.

The "immortal" in the Hedao realm made his junior fellow apprentice feel happy.

It's like the fun of accidentally making Nanzhi cry in an ice cave, and even though she said "wrong way", her reaction was very excited. -

There is a "devil" hidden in the junior brother's heart.

But Mu Qingyue likes this kind of junior brother.

"Junior brother, when you return, you will experience even greater pleasure.

Mu Qingyue placed her right hand lightly on her lower abdomen. She was sure that what she was about to do would definitely be more exciting for her junior fellow apprentice than what happened at Nanzhi Dao Palace.

The moonlight in the sky disappeared, and a layer of sunlight's afterglow filled the desolate ancient city.

The clouds in the sky rolled down, bringing with them some light dust.

Everything seemed to fade from sight, and the commotion gradually died down.

Everything seemed dead, and the pupils of the stone statue holding the ancient platform with one hand would never open again.

But they could not get out of the ruined temple.

No one in the city could walk out of that gate.

The whispers stopped so as not to disturb the eldest brother, and everyone looked in one direction.

Lu Jinan stood up, his blood boiling.

Zhu Nanzhi quickly made a magic gesture, and a curtain of water appeared, covering the surroundings. In her hand, a set of clean and tidy clothes appeared.

"Hold it for me first."

Zhu Nanzhi handed the clothes in her hand to Mu Qingyue, and then deftly took off the blood-red clothes on Lu Jinan.

She pursed her lips, her eyes red, and without saying a word, she performed another water-drawing technique to cleanse Lu Jinan's body.

She still couldn't help but shed tears.

Tears are a tool for storing emotions. The deeper the emotions, the more tears there are.

Lu Jinan looked down at her face. She tilted her head slightly, and some of her long hair covered one side of her eyebrow.

The red eyes seemed like makeup, and the tears seemed to be decoration.

He stretched out his clean hand to touch her cheek, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb: "Don't cry."

Zhu Nanzhi looked up at him, opened her mouth, seemed to want to say something but stopped herself, then bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth.

Lu Jinan's eyes softened as he gently touched her head: "Smile, I want to see it."

Zhu Nanzhi adjusted her mood, raised her head and smiled obediently at her husband.

"Much prettier." Lu Jinan also smiled: "If you cry again, I'll spank you."

"Hmph~" Zhu Nanzhi wrinkled her nose and whispered, "Come on~"

Mu Qingyue took two steps forward and said calmly, "Junior brother, you can slap her face right now."

Zhu Nanzhi glanced at Mu Qingyue, but her azure eyes involuntarily flickered over something. She whispered, "I didn't do anything wrong, and I don't need to be punished by the family rules."

"Then I'll take it for you?" Mu Qingyue suggested.

"Look at the occasion, okay?" Zhu Nanzhi glared at her. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she involuntarily inhaled the familiar scent of her husband and quickly said, "Give me the clothes!"

Lu Jinan smiled and glanced at his senior sister, knowing full well that she was deliberately bringing up some sexy topics - because sex is always pleasurable.

You can see it from Nanzhi's reaction.

Mu Qingyue smiled slightly and handed the clothes in her hand to Zhu Nanzhi.

Zhu Nanzhi took the clothes and hesitated for a moment before suddenly leaning forward with her cherry lips slightly parted.

"wave~"

After kissing him, she stood up, observing the changes, and then said confidently, "I'm just making sure you're okay, my husband!"

Lu Jinan couldn't help but hold her cheek: "How can you be so sure?"

"Now I have it." Zhu Nanzhi hummed, shook her head and broke free from her husband's big hand, and then helped him put on his clothes one by one.

Lu Jinan did not refuse because he could sense that Nanzhi was still checking to see if there were any other wounds on his body.

"Perfect~" Zhu Nanzhi came to Lu Jinan with a complete sense of relief, revealing a happy smile from the heart.

"And this." Lu Jinan stretched out his hand, and the Shuiyun Crown lay intact in his palm.

Zhu Nanzhi's expression changed, and Lu Jinan smiled slightly: "Help me tie my hair."

"I obey your command~" Zhu Nanzhi bowed and came to Lu Jinan's back happily. "I love my husband the most."

"Senior Sister Qingyue, come over and give me a hand~" Zhu Nanzhi tilted her head and looked at Mu Qingyue: "Don't just stand there,

Won’t you do it again in the future?”

Mu Qingyue pursed her lips and said "hmm" softly, then took a step forward.

Lu Jinan has a warm smile and always treats others with sincerity.

When she was fully dressed, there were no signs of crying on Nanzhi's face. She raised her hand and waved it away, removing the curtain of water.

Lu Jinan took a step forward. Although his expression was slightly restrained, he could not hide the arrogance between his brows, but he was more calm and steady in front of his fellow junior students.

Zhu Nanzhi and Mu Qingyue stood on either side of him, one not like a cold saint, the other not like a cold sword immortal.

"Big Brother." Jiang Wuya bowed. "How should we deal with him?"

Lu Jinan came to Lan Cangjun who was sitting on the ground. Besides him, there were several other demon kings still alive.

"Big Brother, these guys are all very strong." Zhao Shize rubbed his hands together. "Should we refine them into corpses or something like that?"

"That's thoughtful." Lu Jin'an nodded with a smile. He glanced at the other demon kings and looked at Lan Cangjun with a look of enlightenment: "Their races are all related to the Golden Winged Dapeng clan."

Lan Cangjun looked at Lu Jinan expressionlessly.

Even though he was the genius that his father had always hidden, he could not withstand the sudden attack and siege by the human cultivators last night.

The evil spirit was exhausted and ended up in this situation.

It's a pity that he died here before he could have a serious fight with Lu Jinan.

but·.-.

He turned his head to look at a bone wing on the back of the stone statue beside the ancient platform, and wondered if his father had allowed him to enter here with the intention of not letting him go back?

After all, the Sky Emperor's initial target was not what Lu Jinan had in mind. He said quietly, "The upper realm is taking over the lower realm."

Lu Jinan said calmly, "I know."

A strange look flashed in Lan Cangjun's golden eyes: "You humans don't communicate with your upper realm, right?"

"If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself." Lu Jin'an said as he turned to look at Jiang Wuya. "The exit is nine steps below the throne, leading directly to the gate tower of Yinsheng City. Go out and deal with the remaining demons."

"Yes, sir!" Jiang Wuya bowed and immediately led his men to the stairs.

Zhou Lan walked away and couldn't help but glance at her own saint's somewhat infatuated expression.

But...Senior Brother Lu does have the ability to make people crazy about him.

Looking back now, everything I experienced before seemed to be under the control of Senior Brother Lu.

Lu Jinan looked at Lan Cangjun again: "Anything else to say?"

Lan Cangjun took a deep breath and said calmly, "I know a few names."

Hearing this, Lu Jinan frowned slightly. Was this 'body possession' planned jointly by the upper realms of the demon race and the upper realms of the human race?