Mozong is poor

Thinking of him painting fan real life, he was really beautiful and dignified.

Not only did he have a powerful master with extremely high cultivation and proficiency in various ways, but he was also a person with unlimited romance. He also became a Taoist couple with the number one disciple of Xianmen at that time, and his love for thousands of years was unquestionable.

People from all walks of life have to respectfully call him "the real painting fan" when they see him.

Yet he died.

It's pretty embarrassing to die.

To be clear is to be clear, who killed him and who was involved in it, he is very clear.

After all, it was the suitors of Taoist couple who couldn't ask for it that killed him.

There is really no such thing as resentment, it's just that his skills are inferior to others, and he has already realized this since he has embarked on this long life.

The important thing is that he and Jian Yuanhua are not true love couples at all!

Heh, everyone in the world is blind, let's be deceived by this devil.

What is the number one disciple of the Immortal Sect, he is a devil who deliberately created troubles in the Demon Sect!

If it wasn't for the lucky one who slipped out and was picked up by the venerable Xianmen to be his apprentice, who knows what he would have become!

As for how Huafan knew about this.

If he could go back in time, he would rather he didn't know anything.

It will not fall into such a state.

while thinking.

Holding a chopstick of Linglu Tofu bitterly by the side of the painting fan.

Put it in your mouth and chew it vigorously.

Tasting the long-lost flavor, he eased his brows just now.

It has to be said that this puppet's body is really good to use, and it can actually arouse the five senses of his remnant soul.

And this time.

The monks at the table next to them were still talking non-stop.

"It really is the place where the 'Painting Fan Daoist' went to immortality?"

"Could there be any fakes? There is a lot of rumors in the world of comprehension now. The disciple of the Ghost Tomb Sect picked up the authentic painting fan in it. Painting mountains and rivers, forming a world of its own, trapping people in the invisible! It is said that even The power of the first immortal sect is alarmed."

"It is said that when the heaven and the earth changed, there was a difference in the spiritual power, so the disciple of the Ghost Tomb Sect entered."

"If you want to talk about the painting fan real person, you have to mention his Taoist companion. It is said that that one is..."

Huafan really can't listen anymore.

He closed his five senses, didn't eat, and just stared at the leisurely devil Jane opposite him.

see.

Jian Yuanhua frowned slightly.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up a piece of fried spirit beast meat that was tender inside and charred on the outside, and handed it to the other party's lips.

I was still a little puzzled, how could this man be angry before he was angry.

Think about this.

His aura moved slightly.

One leg of the chair next door was broken.

Regardless of the movements of the people at the table, he just said: "Open your mouth."

……

Hua Fan looked at Jian Yuanhua aggrievedly.

After a few thoughts, he opened up his five senses, bit the chopsticks vigorously, and swallowed the meat into his mouth.

Oh, let's eat his saliva, it's not too dirty!

"Tell me what's going on."

Jian Yuanhua continued to eat his own as usual.

However, the stern look in his eyes revealed his mood.

The little fan is his, so these monks want to get their hands on it?

heard.

Hua Fan just thought about it.

When he died, he was in the wilderness, there was not even ashes left, but he didn't have time to toss about himself.

"Maybe some junior collected the corpse for me."

Hua Fan flickered casually, but did not reveal how he died in the past.

If it is said, the world of comprehension may be in a state of unrest again.

This devil's nature is unpredictable, and his mind is extremely small. No matter how he says it, he also has the title of a Taoist companion...

That's it.

They have died for more than ten thousand years, and those who slander him are not in the world, so it is useless to talk more.

If you collect debts from your descendants, when will you repay your injustice?

Of course, those guys will have descendants, and if they count their fingers, they will die!

In addition to being good at painting, he is also good at divination, and the spells on his body are enough for those people to bear.Seeing that the life expectancy is approaching and it is possible to break through, but unable to meet the thunder disaster, this is the most terrifying thing.

Besides, as a fairy monarch in the upper realm.

If there is a commotion and disturb the cause and effect of time, I am afraid that the law of heaven will not allow it.

It's better to be quiet, it's better to be quiet, he doesn't argue about it.Devil Jane is stingy, always thinking that if he hadn't been clever, he would have almost finished speaking.It's annoying to ask back and forth!

Seeing that Jian Yuanhua couldn't come out with the question, he didn't continue to pester him.

The time is still long, and he will always know.

After half a column of incense.

As soon as the Devil Jane dropped his chopsticks, the painting fan also quickly dropped his chopsticks.

After paying the bill, I hurriedly ordered the meal.

too frightening.

He is being talked about everywhere.

You have to add a Jane devil!

It's exactly the same as before, so annoying!

Jian Yuanhua looked at the painting fan and smiled gently.

Grabbing the paw of the other party's fan in his hand, he said: "Go slowly, don't bump into people."

Looking at the scattered four or five monks on the street, Hua Fan didn't even want to say anything.

Heart tired, very tired.

Control this and that, move your hands and feet, and keep your eyes open.

Jian Yuanhua knew that the other party was muttering about him again.

He didn't speak, just smiled faintly, and that smile was much more genuine than before.

For the time being, he couldn't figure out where the joy came from.

Xu Shi finally found the treasure that was accidentally lost.

The sun was setting.

The setting sun elongated and elongated the shadows of the two.

Gradually intertwined, like their entangled life.