Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

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The window was closed again, and Xue Lingluo's straight nose was almost flattened by the lowered window.

He covered his red nose and cried beautifully. The cotton dolls who watered the flowers every day lined up and carried watering cans on their heads and stepped over him mercilessly one by one.

Xue Lingluo: “…”

Sooner or later he would scatter these little cotton creatures.

But he could only scratch the ground helplessly.

He dare not.

These little cotton things are of higher status than him.

Because Cotton Doll can wash dishes and pots, and also water Qi Wu Yue’s flowers.

He is the former Palace Master of Hehuan Palace, and yet he can eat three plates of leftovers in one meal. Doesn't anyone see his value?

The little golden man said: "Brother Guoguo can eat five plates!"

Huan Yi even said, "Xiao Jin can eat ten monsters!"

Xue Lingluo's value was wantonly crushed.

These days, even a rice bucket can’t compare.

……

Qi Wu Yue put on his clothes and went to the yard to wait for dinner. The little butterfly also crawled out of the jade box and was lying on his wrist, humming and recalling the plot.

I've been living too comfortably lately, and the plot in my head is almost being eaten up by her.

Xue Lingluo lay on the ground and performed a lot.

"Does he smell like you?"

Qi Wu Yue paused: "Are you born in the year of the dog?"

But he still lifted his sleeves and sniffed: "What do I smell like?"

"fragrance."

"..."

Qi Wu Yue looked at him as if he was an idiot.

Xue Lingluo bit her sleeve and said bitterly, "You even slept in the same bed with him!"

The younger brothers who were also waiting for their meals came up one after another, looking straight ahead and silently pricking up their ears.

Qi Wu Yue was used to being climbed into bed, and didn't think there was anything wrong with sleeping in the same bed.

This is thanks to the solid foundation laid by Xiao Lin since childhood, because Xiao Lingling never failed to climb into bed, and he felt justified in doing so, even if he was in a unilateral cold war with his brother, he would still climb into bed.

Habits are terrible things.

Qi Wu Yue is used to it.

In addition to the fact that the baby he was holding had grown very big, he used to just cling to his chest, but now he almost held his entire body in his arms.

The small stove evolved into a large stove.

(Yue: This is a slap, that is also a slap, as for his cub?

Come here and give me a hug.)

To enter the Fantasy Sea Realm, one needs the cultivator's soul. The soul is an extremely fragile and precious part of a cultivator, and can be called the gate of life.

The body can be tempered to make it hard, resolute, and resistant to wind, frost, and swords. But the soul is something ethereal and exists in the sea of ​​consciousness. It cannot be touched or touched at ordinary times, let alone tempered.

Therefore, the soul entering the sea of ​​illusion and condensing the most basic human form is one thing, but how to protect the soul from being harmed is the most important thing.

There is a small fantasy sea realm in the academy. Xiao Lin and others have practiced for three days. Because of their outstanding talents and outstanding learning, he and Gu Beiguo have been able to skillfully condense the appearance of their original bodies in three days.

Huanyi can directly put her soul into a delicate and cute doll.

The charlatan and Brother Crow hugged Sister Xiaoyi's thighs and stuffed the spirit into two cotton dolls. In order to make it easier to distinguish, one had a left ponytail and the other had a right ponytail.

The one with the left ponytail is Zhan Xing, the one with the right ponytail is Wen Cai, they stand together, like cotton doll twins.

As for the little golden man, sorry, he is a golden ball with a cute shape and golden color.

Jin Tuantuan studied hard, listened carefully, and tried to mold his soul into a human form. Jin Tuantuan tried very hard, but Jin Tuantuan was still Jin Tuantuan.

Jin Tuantuan shrank back into his eggshell feeling aggrieved.

Even his dinner was brought in by his brother Guoguo, who tapped the eggshells, opening a small crack.

Huan Dasha is a physical cultivator, and his soul is his weak point. Moreover, a place like the Fantasy Sea Realm will never produce any resources useful to physical cultivators, so he stayed behind to look after the house.

When entering the realm of illusion, you must be fully prepared.

As the manager of the backup funds, the Copper Coin Spirit prepared to purchase a large number of magical instruments to protect the soul in preparation for their journey to the Fantasy Sea.

In addition, Xiao Lin also found a soul-protecting pill suitable for this trip from the vast amount of pill recipes in the Yimen Xianlu.

The Soul-Protecting Pill is a third-grade pill that targets the soul. After being crushed, it can wrap the soul and create a layer that can block a blow from a great perfection of the Soul Sealing Stage.

Although it can only block one attack, and it cannot be used in combination.

But Xiao Lin refined thousands of them, and distributed more than a hundred to each of his younger brothers.

If the protective shield is broken, you can crush the soul-protecting pill and set it up again at any time.

Are you talking about the medicinal materials for refining soul-protecting pills?

Can the old man in green robe be a master for nothing?

All the medicinal materials used are freshly picked from Baicao Garden.

The soul-protecting grass is gone, so Hou Tu’s little brother directly cultivated a batch of it, so there is enough medicinal material.

The old man in green robe burst into tears: Prodigal sons, what a bunch of prodigal sons, how can you use so many soul-protecting pills for just a trip to the lower realm of the Fantasy Sea Realm! Do you really think that soul-protecting pills are cabbages that cost 50 cents a pound?

Regarding the green-robed old man's behavior of sitting on the ground and throwing a tantrum without caring about his old face, Qi Wu Yue said: What's the difference between a living master who can't be exploited and a dead one? Should we wait until he dies to inherit the legacy in who knows when?

The old man in green robe suffered a myocardial infarction and fell into a coma on the spot.

The little white flower ran over with a cup of fairy tea on its head.

The old man in green robe was awakened in a second. He sat on the ground shamelessly, sipping the fairy tea in small sips, with a look of happiness on his face.

The remnant soul seemed to be thinking about something: He seriously suspected that he was implied by his disciple’s wife.

He pinched the non-existent biceps and covered the disciples on this trip!

The old man in green robe drank the immortal tea leisurely and glanced at him: You are useless, Hunhun, you were not a powerful physical cultivator or sword cultivator in your lifetime, you are just a fortune teller, what use can you be? Qingteng, take out the soul-protecting magic weapon I prepared for my good disciple.

Qing Teng immediately took out a precious magical weapon to protect the soul.

Remnant Soul: Don't be so arrogant! I have ten thousand years of experience, and I am a supreme and powerful lord who once called the wind and rain. How can you, a young and ignorant child, compare with my knowledge?

What's the use of a weapon that can only protect? You can only stand there and take the beating!

Disciple, come over here and whisper, Master will teach you a soul restriction that can be used for attack.

The art of painting is integrated into the restriction, simplifying the complex restriction and extracting the most exquisite strokes, which is a casually sketched attack character.

Master sees that you, Yu Danqing, are gifted, so Master will teach you our Lao Kong’s soul restriction technique!

The old man in green robe jumped up high: "I have lived and died for a long time, so I have seen a lot. What is the situation in the Fantasy Sea now? Do you know? Come here, my dear disciple, I have the most detailed map of the Fantasy Sea!"

The remnant soul and the old man in green robe looked at each other, and invisible electric light crackled and burned.

The masters instantly became involved!

The phantom that no one could see except Xiao Lin was unwilling to be outdone: What a petty person! These are all petty things that are not presentable.

Although no one could see him, the phantom who wanted to roll up his sleeves also said: Boy, those things of theirs are really unbearable to look at. The Great Evolution Divine Record of my Xiaoyu Fengyun God Clan is your best training magic weapon.

Xiao Lin's eyes moved slightly: Senior, are you saying that I can use the Fantasy Sea Realm to start practicing the next chapter of the Great Evolution Divine Record?

Divine level skills, "Dayan Divine Record".

The art of Dayan is endless.

If it persists, it will not be used diligently.

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The trip to the Fantasy Sea involves the plot of Hua Shang Huan, and I feel... I feel something is not good. You all know what he is like, he has no moral integrity, no moral integrity. Just in case, you can pay attention to me first. W. B: Passing by a sugar orange.

Tune in to watch the entire plot then.