Da Bong fights more people

The temperature in the room was as hot as midsummer, and the Bodhisattva Gala Tree sat cross-legged, his neck was no longer empty, and his head had been regenerated.

"The peace negotiation failed."

Xu Pingfeng laughed.

Gala Tree Bodhisattva opened his eyes, his serious face showed no other expressions, and said slowly:

"The supervisor really stayed behind.

"However, what kind of cards will give him the confidence to fight us?"

Xu Pingfeng stood with his hands behind his back and said with a light smile:

"You don't know him well enough to dare to fight us to the death, but it may not be because you have confidence. If you are desperate, you will be destroyed.

"Even if Mr. Jianzheng kept his hole card, it is impossible for him to be directly promoted to the first rank. It is nothing more than a means to increase his combat power, and Luo Yuheng is about to cross the tribulation, promote to the first rank, and equalize part of his combat power.

"It gave him some confidence."

Gala Tree Bodhisattva nodded slightly.

Xu Pingfeng went on to say:

"Send troops to Yongzhou in three days, and we will find out at that time."

"White Emperor hasn't returned to the mainland of Kyushu yet?" Jialuoshu Bodhisattva asked.

"It will take some time." Xu Pingfeng said.

No one knows what that descendant of God and Demon is doing overseas and what he is planning.

Of course, if Xu Pingfeng investigated deliberately, he could still find clues, but it was unnecessary.

Doing so will only damage the alliance relationship, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

Si Tianjian.

On the gossip table, Xu Qi'an sat cross-legged at the table, watching the various forms of life in the capital, feeling the power of all beings.

There was a flash of light behind him, and Sun Xuanji in fluttering white clothes appeared behind him with Guardian Yuan.

"Are you hurt?"

Xu Qi'an couldn't sit still, leaving a man and an ape with a tall and straight back, just like the prisoner back then.

Yuan Hufa first looked at Sun Xuanji, then looked back at Xu Qi'an's back, and said:

"Okay seven seven eight eight."

Xu Qi'an nodded, and took out a kit from his bosom:

"What's inside will tell you what to do next."

Sun Xuanji took the bag without opening it, and silently looked at Xu Qi'an's back.

Yuan Hufa's considerate translation:

"Are you imitating Teacher Jianzheng? But I think you are more like Junior Brother Yang!"

Xu Qi'an let out a "huh" and didn't answer.

Yuan Hufa's understanding translation:

"Xu Yinluo's heart told me: Don't compare me with the King of Kings. I'm not in prison. I'm imitating Zhuge Liang's carelessness. Don't worry about this dead monkey. I'm going to eat monkey brains tonight."

Yuan Hufa suddenly woke up, broke free from the immersive reading, silently shrank behind Sun Xuan's body, and said tremblingly:

"Please give me a chance."

Sun Xuanji unfolded the kit, glanced at it, and said "Mmm", the patterns spread under his feet, and he teleported away with Yuan Hufa.

Yuan Hufa was relieved, feeling that he had saved his life.

At the same time, he realized that his mind-reading ability was advanced, and he could see through Xu Yinluo's thoughts even if he didn't restrain his thoughts.

For a while, I didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

As soon as Sun Xuanji left, Xu Qi'an rose against the wind and flew towards Lingbao Temple.

After returning to Beijing for many days, he hadn't been to Lingbao Temple yet. At first he was in the mood and didn't have the time. Later, he was busy with double cultivation with Luo Yuheng and ignored the national teacher on his own initiative.

After all, the national teacher must know about the dual cultivation between him and Luo Yuheng, and going to trouble at this time is not the desire for survival that a fish pond owner should have.

But now he has to go to Lingbao Temple.

Lingbao Temple.

Luo Yuheng sat cross-legged above the pool, meditating with his eyes closed.

Wearing a feather coat and a lotus crown on his head, a little cinnabar between his brows is eye-catching.

Cold and dusty like a nine-day fairy, the immortal energy infiltrated by years of cultivation can instantly kill most women who are "born in the world of mortals".

In the gazebo by the pool, sat a woman hugging a fox cub, tsk tsk said:

"The national teacher is so beautiful, with firm skin, phoenix eyes and vermilion lips, icy muscles and bones, a beauty in the world.

"It really makes a vulgar fan like me envious and jealous."

She looks mediocre, and she is quite old, but the tone of her speech is clearly teasing and joking, and she does not have the slightest inferiority complex.

"Envy, envy, hate!" Bai Ji clapped her paw and echoed.

Mu Nanzhi sighed:

"The beauty of the national teacher is beautiful, but it is pitiful if there is no man to hurt."

Bai Ji said softly, "Poor!"

Mu Nanzhi went on to say:

"It's not like me. Although I'm pretty, there are men who love me anyway."

Suddenly shook his head again, with a sad face: "It's not a good thing, a pervert, and no one will get out of the bed."

On Luo Yuheng's smooth forehead, a blue vein protruded.

She just pretended she didn't hear and continued to meditate.