My brother is so stable

Taoist Wenjing turned sideways, pursed his lips and closed his eyes, wishing to punch her twice.

Where have all the clever tricks, ruthlessness and cunning in her daily life gone!

When it's time to play, there is absolutely no way to squeeze out!

"That makes sense," Li Changshou said with a smile, "Then Wenjing, do you know where Jin Chanzi's cave is and what are its weaknesses?"

Wen Jing hurriedly made amends, saying:

"Jinchanzi's cave should be near Lingshan Mountain, and his subordinates haven't had a close relationship with him, so they haven't explored it.

If it is a weakness, it is hard to find.

Innate beings like me and him, born from the primordial realm, have survived so many disasters and survived to this day. They all have some means to save their lives, and such means will not be shown in front of others.

However, his subordinates had just plotted against him, and secretly snatched two strands of his primordial spirit after Lord Sea God asked his subordinates to escort him away.

In order to make him less suspicious, I destroyed a wisp of soul in front of him, making his injury worse and less trouble for you, my lord.

Here's...one more strand. "

Taoist Wenjing shook the catkin lightly, a wisp of blood lingered at his fingertips, and condensed into a small blood cicada.

Li Changshou cast admiring glances at Taoist Wenjing, and said with a smile: "You really can make me...and the archmage feel at ease."

Beside, the archmage nodded with a smile.

Although there is always an urge to complain about 'your scheming hands are really dirty', but at this time, it is enough for him to keep smiling.

Li Changshou shook the whisk, and the blood cicada floated in front of the archmage.

"Mage, is this useful?"

"It's not very useful," the archmage laughed. "It's not difficult to know where he is. It's better to leave it in Wenjing."

"Yes," Li Changshou replied respectfully, and returned the blood cicada to...

Uh, what about mosquitoes?

Looking at the afterimage left in place, several question marks appeared above Li Changshou's head.

The great mage raised his chin towards the outside of the hall, Li Changshou turned his head to look, but saw Taoist Wen Jing ran out of the door again, poked his head to look this way, his whole body was inexplicably... turbulent.

Could it be something like [Ah, the Archmage called my name]?

Li Changshou sighed: "Come here to discuss business, why are you always running outside?"

"Om~"

"say."

"blah blah blah~"

Li Changshou silently took out a scroll from his sleeve, threw it out, and scolded:

"Calm down."

The archmage couldn't help wondering: "What is that?"

Li Changshou smiled and said, "That's some of my disciple's paintings. Let's see if I can restore her to normal."

"Oh?"

The Archmage came immediately...

"Great Master, this is not suitable for interest," Li Changshou quickly stopped the Great Master.

There were several hissing sounds outside the door, but it was the picture that was torn into pieces by Taoist Wenjing.

After a while, Taoist Wenjing floated back. Although he was still a little bit pretentious and didn't dare to look directly at the archmage, normal communication was no longer hindered.

Such and such, such and such.

Taoist Wenjing told him everything he knew about Jin Chanzi in detail.

Li Changshou also made minor adjustments to the battle plan based on these messages.

Taoist Wenjing stayed here for an hour before reluctantly leaving. Before leaving, he made an extra bow to Li Changshou.

Although the great mage was here today and attracted all the attention of Taoist Wenjing, Taoist Wenjing still noticed something unusual before he left.

The blood energy in Lord Seagod's body seems to be the most intense and pure...

real body?

Dao Wenjing's heart moved, and then he wanted to understand something.

If it weren't for the presence of the great mage, the real body of the sea god would never have appeared...

'Probably, this is what people teach. '

With a faint sigh, Taoist Wenjing left Nanfang Buzhou silently and turned back to the place where his avatar went.

If she predicts well, there will be a good show next.

It may even alarm the saints in the West.

She also said just now that she had faintly heard a few sage disciples of the Western Church talking about it, saying that the golden cicada is closely related to the great prosperity of the West, and the saint intends to personally accept the golden cicada as a disciple, so as to transform the golden cicada into a beast.

How to turn it into a heel?

it's actually really easy.

Before the ancient prehistoric world was shattered by dragons and phoenixes, there were actually no other names for ferocious beasts. It was not until the beginning of ancient times that the innate creatures that survived were also divided.

Those with strength, background, magic weapons, and wide connections are still called innate creatures.

And those who have strength, no background, lack of magic weapons, orphans of character, and tainted with karma are called "Hongmeng beasts", abandoned by the way of heaven, and gradually eliminated by hundreds of ancient clans.

As long as Jin Chan successfully learns from the saint, he can transform himself from a congenital beast to a congenital creature.

Taoist Wenjing doesn't envy such things.

It's just a title, it's not as important as her archmage.

"Wenjing... Hmph, I will let you call me Your Lady Queen next time! Hahahaha!"

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