Da Bong fights more people

This girl desperately wants to save face, she is so arrogant and arrogant, she finally summoned up the courage to confess her love, and wanted to help him to be promoted to the second rank. If she missed this time, she doesn't know when she will wait for the next time.

"You are an undead tree. I can't take away your spiritual accumulation. At most, I can absorb some. I can't die. Besides, I have a magic nail in my body. Even if I sleep with you, I can't be promoted to the second rank.

"Let me be your licking dog for a while, and I will talk about the matter of absorbing spirits later."

Xu Qi'an took advantage of the opportunity to bury his head into his soft chest, and was about to "swipe", when suddenly, he felt like someone had hit his head with a stick.

This is not an ordinary message, this is a request for a private chat.

Normally, Xu Qi'an would throw away the fragments of the book from the ground, and act like a dog licking to his heart's content.

But now is an extraordinary time, members of the Tiandihui chatted with him in private, there must be something wrong.

Reluctantly raising his head from Mu Nanzhi's chest, he took a look at her rosy face

Careless, you should take off the string first, otherwise, looking at your face, it is easy to enter the sage time early and complain in your heart. He took out the fragments of the book and accepted the other party's private chat.

[Eight: I'm fifteen miles outside the west gate of the capital, can I come out and see you? 】

number eight?

Xu Qi'an frowned. Daoist Jin Lian said a few days ago that No. [-] has left customs and may come to the capital in the near future.

What is he looking for me alone?

Among the members of the Tiandihui, No. [-] is a person who hangs up for ten thousand years, and has no intersection with him or other members.

Ask Taoist Priest Jinlian first to see if this No. [-] is reliable Xu Qi'an did not reply, ended the private chat, and sent a private chat invitation to Taoist Jinlian instead.

[Nine: What's the matter? 】

The Taoist priest quickly sent a letter to respond.

[Three: I came to the capital on the [-]th, and asked me to meet. 】

Xu Qi'an told Taoist Priest Jinlian the situation straight to the point.

[Nine: Pindao's suggestion is that you might as well go and meet. 】

Xu Qi'an knew that heaven and earth would follow the rules, and Taoist Priest Jinlian would not reveal the identity of the fragment holder without his permission.

After finishing the transmission, he immediately connected to No. [-] and replied:

【it is good! 】

He had no choice but to get up, and reluctantly stared at Mu Nanzhi's lying flat chest, and said:

"I'm going out for a while, don't wait for me, go to bed first."

After speaking, his body melted into the shadows and disappeared into the house.

Mu Nanzhi let out a breath, unable to tell whether it was disappointment or relief.

"Auntie, I want to be your licking dog too."

Bai Jifei pounced on Mu Nanzhi's chest, but was slapped away by the Flower God. She frowned and said:

"Did you stay with him for a long time and become like a disciple?"

While talking, she picked up one of Bai Ji's hind limbs, glanced at it, and spat:

"You bitch."

Xu Qi'an kept jumping in the shadows, and arrived at the west gate after a few minutes.

At this time, the night was dark and the surroundings were extremely quiet, and the gleam of the torches at the top of the city was like fireflies.

After leaving the city gate, he dived into the dark night like a black fish, as if swimming in the ocean, moving straight along the official road.

The agreed place is fifteen miles outside the West City Gate, and there is no additional description, so it is on the official road by default.

Fifteen miles away, he soon arrived at his destination, and saw a tall figure standing proudly in the dark night.

He was wearing a red and yellow cassock and was nearly nine feet tall. Compared with ordinary people, he was like a giant.

He has an ugly appearance, the brow bone without eyebrows is slightly raised, and the eyes under the brow bone are as sharp as knives, giving the whole person a heroic and extraordinary feeling.

Ugly and handsome.

He was playing with a small jade mirror in his hand.

s: Typo, I will correct it at night.

Chapter 97 Three Great Perfections

In the post station, in the hall burning with beast gold charcoal, Xu Yuanshuang took out a sound transmission conch and activated the magic weapon with the magician's secret method.

This sound-transmitting magic conch is an extremely precious magic weapon. My father is a second-rank warlock, and there are as many top-grade magic weapons as a cow's hair. There is only one pair of this kind of magic weapon that can transmit sound for thousands of miles.

What makes it precious is not that the refining techniques are difficult, nor is it that the level of formations integrated into it is too high.

It is the most basic raw material problem.

Creatures like sound transmission snails are said to have the blood of gods and demons, but it is very rare.

They can emit sound waves inaudible to mortals, and communicate with their own kind thousands of miles away.

However, the sound transmission conch is on the verge of extinction, and the father's pair of sound transmission conch was brought out from the Sitianjian back then.

And in the past 20 years, he has never found a living sound transmission conch again.

"Brother Ge"

She called to the mouth of the conch.

After a dozen or so breaths, Ge Wenxuan's voice sounded from the sound transmission conch:

"Have you arrived in the capital? Give Ji Yuan the sound transmission conch..."

When the sound transmission conch is refined into a magic weapon, it will be integrated into a special sound transmission formation, and it can only transmit sound with the conch that is also incorporated into a similar formation.

To put it simply, it is the sound transmission encryption function, and the sound transmission can only be carried out between the same batch of French conch.

Xu Yuanshuang tossed the sound transmission conch to Ji Yuan, who hurriedly took it and complained:

"We only have two sound-transmitting snails in Yunzhou, what if they break?"

While talking, he brought Faluo to his ear, restrained his smile, and said: