Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Fan Jian was lifted into the hands of the saint, and the scenery around him changed continuously. In an instant, he was thousands of miles away.

Looking at the floating clouds like a rushing river at his feet, Fan Jian suddenly swallowed his saliva.

"Sister, where are you taking me?"

Gu Shengren glanced at Fan Jian coldly and said nothing.

Fan Jian was stunned and immediately spoke.

"Sister, if you are looking for a boyfriend, I can introduce you to Yuntianye. That guy is much stronger than me!"

"Little thing, you're so sharp-tongued!" the saint sneered.

"Sister, I'll take you to a good place!"

"No, you don't like Yuntianye, Lou Changkong, Bai Jiushi, and Hua Taishi. If they can't satisfy you, they can go together! My little body can't stand it..."

Before Fan Jian could finish his words, the saint sneered and applied force on his hands. Fan Jian suddenly felt her nails digging into the flesh of his shoulders, and a heartbreaking pain hit him immediately.

"Tiger Aunt! Old witch!" Seeing that he was so weak, Fan Jian endured the pain in his shoulder and opened his mouth to curse.

"If you have the guts, let me down and let's fight!"

Seeing that his scolding was really unpleasant, Gu Shengren immediately pointed at the Yamen point on the back of his head.

Fan Jiangan opened his mouth, but it was as if his tongue was blocked in his throat and he couldn't say a word. He immediately twisted his body and rubbed against her crazily.

The saint was so upset by him that he immediately said with a sneer.

"Be honest! Otherwise, I will throw you down!"

Fan Jian lowered his head and looked at the clouds and mist flying ten thousand meters high in the sky, and immediately did not dare to move any further.

I don’t know how long I flew, but I flew straight to Zhujie Mountain, which connects the Thirty-Three Divine Cultivation Realm.

Gu Shengren took Fan Jian and circled down the mountain, went straight down to the eighth level, and unexpectedly came to the mortal world. Then he no longer went down, but flew towards the distance.

Fan Jian clearly remembered the number of floors he had descended, and then looked at the general direction, thinking that if he had a chance to escape, he might as well return by himself.

It was getting late, and Gusheng took Fan Jian to a mortal city, jumped down, flicked his skirt and said.

"Boy, if you tap the dumb door point for a long time, you will really become mute. I am going to relieve the point for you now. You are not allowed to yell or curse me, otherwise I will cut your tongue! Do you hear me?"

Fan Jian nodded quickly.

Gushengren raised his hand to relieve Fan Jian's acupuncture point.

Fan Jian relaxed the muscles in his mouth, looked around, and said with a playful smile.

"Beautiful aunt, where are we now?"

"Wusi Jiangyoujie, Luocheng!"

The saintess raised her hand and waved, and a red veil suddenly appeared on her face.

Fan Jian curled his lips and said with a smile.

"My beautiful lady, you are so beautiful, wouldn't it be a waste to cover your face?"

"What do you know? If you don't cover your face, you will get into trouble! Stop talking nonsense! Let's go to the hotel! You negotiate with the waiter!" Gu Shengren said.

Fan Jian curled his lips.

Don't be a bear face! On the first day we met, I brought them to check out a room!

See how I play with you!

Fan Jian followed Gu Shengren into the inn, and the waiter immediately stepped forward and said.

"Two guest officers, do you want to be a top-notch person or stay in a hotel?"

"What are you asking?" Fan Jian said, looking like a playboy.

"First bring out all the good wine and food in your store, and then open a guest room. I want to spend the night with my wife!"

The saint-gu frowned when he heard this, and immediately stretched out his hand to twist Fan Jian's waist.

The waiter looked at Gu Shengren and thought they were just flirting. He nodded and bowed quickly.

"Yes, yes! Wait a minute, you two! There are five taels of silver in total. Look..."

Fan Jian immediately turned to look at Gu Shengren and said.

"Madam, give me the money!"

The saint-gu glared at him and pretended to reach out to touch the money, but in fact, he took out a silver ingot from the mustard bracelet and handed it over.

"You two sit down for a moment, the food and drinks will be here soon!"

Fan Jian frowned when he saw Gu Shengren taking out the money.

Gold and silver are the currency of mortals and are not belonging to cultivators at all. Most cultivators may not carry these things with them throughout their lives.

There is only one possibility for this saintly girl who always has silver on her body!

She brought Fan Jian here not just on a whim!

Could this be one of her lairs?

The two of them sat on their seats, Fan Jian's heart was still ups and downs.

It wasn't until the food and drinks were served that Fan Jian shrugged.

Once you've come, make peace with it, and if you don't escape from her hands, it's useless no matter how much you think about it!

Although the cooking techniques for wine and food are pretty good, the spiritual energy is far inferior to the things in the upper seven realms. But now it is controlled by others, and he can't help being picky. It would be better if his cultivation level can be improved a little.

Only by breaking through the Golden Core realm can one fly with a sword, and the chance of escaping is much higher.

Fan Jian suddenly sneered when he saw Gu Shengren eating his food with his mouth open.

If I had known, I would have ordered some narcotics from Hua Taishi, you old woman would be fascinated to death!

After finishing their meal, the two of them immediately walked into the room.

This upper room is really good, with an area of ​​about thirty square meters, which is equivalent to a small bedroom.

Seeing that there was only one bed, Fan Jian immediately curled his lips.

According to the usual practice, he must sleep on the ground.

Sure enough, Gu Shengren raised his hand and threw the quilt off the bed.

Fan Jian muttered for a while.

If she guessed correctly, as usual, she would have to persuade herself not to escape!

"I'm meditating now, don't try to escape!" Shengren said, raising her hand and binding his feet with a piece of red gauze.

"This red gauze is my magic weapon, it's of the lower grade of heaven. If you want to break free, just try. If you break your tendons, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

"I'm so happy to sleep in the same room with a beautiful woman, how could I run away?"

Fan Jian said, rolling his eyes to himself, and also sitting cross-legged on the ground to meditate and practice.

The night sky was full of stars, and the black gauze was scattered everywhere.

Fan Jian actually fell asleep with his legs crossed.

When he was sleeping soundly, he felt a pair of hands grabbing his shoulders.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the pretty face of Gu Shengren in front of him.

Fan Jian was shocked.

Old witch, could it be that you have improper thoughts about me?

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Gu Shengren's eyes were bloodshot, and he raised his hand and clawed straight at his heart.

Fuck!

Fan Jian immediately stood up and retreated, barely avoiding the claw, but his chest was still scratched with five bloody marks.

The Saint Gu retracted her claws, licked the blood on her hands, and suddenly showed a ferocious look on her face, and jumped towards Fan Jian again.

Fan Jian was shocked, and stepped on the Nine Nine Palace Steps, hurriedly dodging and responding. After taking more than ten steps, Fan Jian realized that the Saint Gu was not in the right state!

With her cultivation, it would be easy for her to catch him, but at this time she was like a beast, only knowing how to jump and jump, and not using any magic power at all.

Fan Jian sneered immediately, raised his hand and took out the silver needle box, and a hundred silver needles shot straight out and pierced the Saint Gu's left arm, all of which were bounced off by her energy.

"Damn! Didn't trigger the flaw attack!"

The difference in cultivation between the two was too high, and the probability of triggering the flaw attack was only 1%.

Fan Jian frowned, and threw out the remaining 499 silver needles at the same time, leaving only one in his hand.

The needle moved out, countless silver needles flew around, but one of them was piercing her left chest.