My brother is so stable

Li Changshou couldn't help lowering his head and putting his hand on his forehead. He didn't expect that he even had a hidden skill of complaining.

There is no way, it is purely forced out.

At this time, I heard a senior uncle say:

"Pay attention, there are some traps in the melons and fruits in front of you. This is because Dragon Palace wants to make a fool of us. The grapes must not be eaten, and the wine next to it must not be drunk. This wine is made from this kind of grapes!"

liqueur?

Because he had never thought about using wine before, Li Changshou subconsciously ignored the fine wine in the luminous glass beside him.

At the same time, Li Changshou instantly felt a gaze staring at him.

Looking in the direction from which the gaze came, he saw that Uncle Jiu Jiu was sitting there trembling all over, his big eyes staring at him as if begging for help, he had changed from sitting cross-legged to sitting on a duck.

The wine glass in front of her was already empty, not even a drop left!

this……

Personal preference is also understandable.

but……

Master Uncle, what did you do when you got up suddenly?What are you doing here?

Li Changshou didn't have time to say anything, Jiu Jiu had already rushed over with lightning speed, and put the futon beside him, his eyes full of apology.

This look is clearly saying:

'Sorry, nephew!After you go back, the uncle will try his best to compensate you! '

I saw this uncle sitting three feet away from Li Changshou, but she touched the hem of Li Changshou's Taoist robe lightly with her left hand, and the hem of Li Changshou's Taoist robe began to float up, down, up, down...

Accompanied by this rhythm, there was a sound from Jiu Jiu who was sitting three feet away.

Dynamic rhythm.

The clam girl next to her couldn't help but bite her lip!

Li Changshou acted as if nothing had happened, and couldn't help muttering:

"Hey, not many people have come here at this time, and if we open two small formations here that are sound-proof and picture-proof, Dragon Palace probably won't say anything.

After all, we will have to discuss later on how to deal with the formation of troops for the various factions. "

In an instant, a Jurchen fairy who had eaten grapes in front caught the signal and said loudly: "Let's discuss how to deploy our troops next!"

After saying that, pointing to the top of his head casually, he directly propped up a transparent barrier with celestial power, enclosing 27 people in it.

The uncle who was the first to send a voice to remind them sighed helplessly:

"Hurry up and deal with it! Seriously!"

In an instant, the expressions of more than a dozen people were quite embarrassed, and the sound of puffing and puffing began to be heard endlessly;

Li Changshou glanced at Uncle Jiu Jiu who was beside him, and found that the latter was looking at him with disgust, as if he was saying why you, a child, are so careless;

The voice from her side has not stopped, the hem of the Taoist robe behind Li Changshou is still floating up and down, up and down...

Li Changshou looked up at the sky expressionlessly.

Little Martial Uncle, did you see someone who was so condescending that he could really tear his clothes apart?

Finally, there was a burst of 'intensive drumming', and the situation gradually calmed down.

A group of figures also fell in the seat area next door, but they were the 'delegation' of Donglinmen from the Jiejiao of Dongsheng Shenzhou who inherited Xiaoyao.

The two true immortals who led the team bowed their hands to everyone in the Duxian Sect; the two masters at the front of their own side reluctantly bowed back with a smile, and sat down in peace.

Hearing that there was no movement in the sound-proof barrier, a true immortal from Du Xianmen raised his hand to disperse the sound-proof barrier, and said as if nothing had happened:

"Eleven of you, you must remember what I told you just now, and don't make any mistakes."

Li Changshou and other disciples responded in unison: "Follow the teachings of Master Uncle (Master Uncle)."

At this moment, a gust of sea breeze blew from Duxianmen to Xiaoyao Donglin.

After hearing a few bang bang bangs, several young disciples on the other side turned forward and backward;

A little girl with bright eyes and white teeth changed her complexion and shouted to the front: "Uncle Third, you have a demonic aura!"

A female fairy reprimanded with a smile: "It's rare to see, it's the fishy smell of the sea."

"There are so many shrimp soldiers and crab generals down there, and there is still a clam girl standing next to her... Don't talk about this, this is the land of Dragon Palace."

Immediately, next to the two immortal sect delegations, a total of eight clam girls who had been patient for a long time, shone with fairy light around them, and retracted themselves into the clam shells, and the eight pure white clam shells shook for a while.

Li Changshou secretly observed the reactions of fellow students with great interest, from which he could get a lot of information;

For example, the poisonous Xuanya is really innocent, at this moment her neck has turned pink with shame, she is still breathing hard, trying to redeem the 'disaster' she caused;

And the uncles and uncles who have lived for more than a thousand years are a group of old fritters, and they are calm and composed at this time, without any strangeness.

An uncle of Duxianmen sent a voice message to the other 26 people in real time:

"As long as we are calm enough, we can pretend nothing happened."

The disciples immediately adjusted their status.

Li Changshou withdrew his gaze from looking around, glanced at Jiu Jiu who had returned to his seat, and then moved his gaze to the closed big clam shell.

Are these clam girls afraid of being beaten and hiding?

Without the noise from the Primordial Percussion Orchestra, he began to concentrate on studying the principle of the operation of the formation here, as well as the fastest escape route in case of an emergency.

……

"The leisurely wind blows in the courtyard, and I sing to myself.

I don't feel lonely in the fairy forest, cooking wine and swaying blue waves. "

Above the white clouds, amidst the sound of short songs, the newly promoted immortals of Duxianmen came back slightly drunk after the feast.

Old Taoist Qi Yuan first landed in front of his big disciple's door and shouted twice, but found that no one answered, then glanced at the little disciple who was practicing diligently in retreat, and then wandered back to his thatched hut.

Just about to open the door and enter, Qi Yuan seemed to have thought of something, and said with a smile: "I have been practicing in seclusion for the past ten years, and I haven't walked around Little Qiong Peak properly.

Let's go and see the scenery everywhere, the inheritance left by the master, Pindao can be regarded as temporarily holding on. "