I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

Luo Hu left Zixiao Palace faster and faster, his face was full of surprise, and his brows were tightened, until when he walked out of the gate, water dripped from his face gloomyly.

He glanced back at Zixiao Palace, and a strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes for a moment.

He sneered, pulling the corners of his lips, and rubbed his temples again.

He sat on the cloud and squinted at the lower realm, his head was dizzy, his anger subsided a lot, but he also forgot many things just now.

His eyes were confused again, wondering: "Where did my gun go? I don't know what it looks like after the transformation?"

The cloud he was sitting on was blown by the wind and gradually drifted away from Zixiao Palace.

Luo Hu thought for a while, and took out the little black ball just now.This time his eyes did not focus on the petals inside, but moved to the black mist hovering around the petals.

The black mist is not a dead thing, but flowing, like the wind, and black spots flicker from time to time.

Luo Hu pinched the black mass with his fingers, and for a moment another scene of fiery red flowers flashed in his mind.

Luo Hu pursed his lips, his eyes became serious.

He peeled off the black mist from the petals, and kneaded the black mist into a ball and slowly sent it into his mind.

Suddenly, his eyes opened wide, and the soft and lazy fat Qinglian was clearly in his mind.

Among the flowers, Ruan Qinglian is always very obedient, often following behind him like a little follower.Sleeping from day to night, he is always stupid, he will eat whatever he feeds...

Luo Hu recalled all this, and he thought of the fat green lotus in Hongjun's vat again, and in an instant he wanted to kill Hongjun and kill him.

He was about to fight back, but the petals in his hand moved, as if leading to a corner of the world.

Rahu looked towards the world.

The evil corpse soared into the air, and suddenly he felt someone chasing him behind him.

Zisheng's eyes flickered, he glanced back quietly, his back became stiff when he caught sight of the man from the corner of his eye.

He bit his lip and slowed down, and finally he flew towards a deserted forest, and remained motionless as soon as he landed on the ground.

The man also fell on the ground. He stared at Zisheng's back, his scorching eyes seemed to scald the young man's back.

The woods became extremely quiet, and even the wind was afraid of the coercion here and refused to come.

The two unintentional glimpses after resurrection coincided with this time, and he suddenly understood why he was throbbing with young people.Without it, it was the thing he was most familiar with...and people.

He opened his mouth to call him, but he didn't know his name.

Luo Hu simply walked over directly.

Zisheng became nervous when he heard the footsteps approaching.It wasn't just him who was nervous, Luo Hu was also nervous.

His footsteps became slower and slower, the dead leaves made a crisp sound as they were stepped on in the silent air, and Luo Hu was approaching the young man.

A million years ago, the God-killing Spear was just a dead thing, and Luo Hu tried his best to make it answer him.

But when he woke up, his god-killing spear had disappeared from this world, and what remained was a young man.

Until this moment, Luo Hu finally realized what happened.His heart also immediately came alive, intense joy burst out in his heart, his face was full of smiles, and the corners of his raised lips couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

"Turn around and let me see." Luo Hu said to the young man.

Zisheng blinked his eyes, his palms were wet with sweat from nervousness.He turned around awkwardly, and when he saw the face in his memory, his eyes were as bright as stars.

The appearance of the young man was somewhat different from his imagination, even though the other party was a vile corpse, except for the innate evil spirit, his appearance was pretty and his eyes were clear.

The evil spirit that had accompanied the God-killing Spear for millions of years could not be found on the young man, as if the young man was the cleanest person in the world.

It's a pity, it's a pity that young people are not like him, but this is also the greatest good thing for him.

Luo Hu laughed loudly, and he hugged the young man in his arms.Smelling the lotus fragrance on the opponent's body, feeling the tenderness of his subordinates, the opponent is a real person.

After a few breaths, the two sat on a huge tree trunk.Zisheng is obedient and doesn't move much, but Luo Hu pinches him from time to time.

She pinched his face for a while, opened his mouth for a while to look at his teeth, brushed his hair, and held his wrist to see how long his fingers were.

Luo Hu looked at it and said, "Why are you so delicate? Like a jade doll, I'm afraid I'll almost crush you."

Zisheng stared at Luo Hu with dark eyes, "It's nothing, it's just the surface, it looks fragile, but it's strong."

As he said, he rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his white and delicate arms in front of Luo Hu, and he said with a smile, "You can try to pinch it, even if you squeeze it hard, it won't break it."

Luo Hu knocked on Zisheng's forehead, but it couldn't be real.He remembered that this little thing was not very smart, and if he was knocked stupid, he would be most distressed by himself.

In the prehistoric period, Zisheng's appearance was the boy Luo Hu despised the most, but now he is satisfied with Zisheng.

From time to time, he looked at the handsome face of the young man and sighed in his heart: Why is his gun so beautiful?

His eyes also softened, he touched Zisheng's head but saw Zisheng's black clothes.

He remembered something and stiffened.

"Where's your body?"

Zisheng: ...

Probably still wearing clothes?

Luo Hu desperately tried to get rid of everything that happened just now, but no matter how much he wanted to forget it, the scenes of Zixiao Palace kept squeezing into his brain.

He clutched his head, his head hurting.

When he closed his eyes, his eyes were blood red.As soon as he opened his eyes, his eyes softened again.

He lowered his voice and asked, "You are considered a man, have you found a good Taoist companion?"

Zisheng: ...

He swallowed his saliva, and the surrounding air gradually became cold.

"Yes... I have a Taoist companion!"

Luo Hu made a "hmm", stared into his eyes and asked, "What does it look like? Is it a man or a woman? A mortal or immortal? Spicy and gentle?

Zisheng was stuck, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, Luo Hu had clearly seen his face in Zixiao Palace just now.

Breaking away from the mortal womb, Zisheng, who is a quasi-sage, broke out in cold sweat.

As if a stone was stuck in Luohu's throat, his eyes became more and more fierce, but his tone to Zisheng was always gentle.

"I just want to ask you, is your Taoist companion the one from Zixiao Palace?"

Zisheng: ...

This sentence stopped him.

Zisheng knew that if he said "yes", the consequences would be disastrous.But the key is that this is also true!

Luo Hu stared at him with piercing eyes, Zisheng persisted for a while with his scalp numb, and finally nodded slowly.

boom--

Luo Hu's eyes and mind were filled with white light. He opened his mouth but couldn't breathe, and almost lost consciousness.

He covered his brain and closed his eyes, and Zisheng hurriedly supported Luo Hu.

When Luo Hu opened his eyes, his eyes were blood red and full of bloodshot eyes.

"Hong—Jun—" Luo Hu was so angry that his voice trembled.

Zisheng's figure was reflected in his eyes, but what appeared in his mind was that old man pressing Qinglian on his family just now in Zixiao Palace.

How dare that old man? ! !

His Qinglian is so pure, such a clear lotus flower, that old man—

Luo Hu clutched his chest, his blood was rolling, thinking of Qinglian's disheveled clothes and red marks on his body, Luo Hu jumped directly, he wished he could stab Hongjun right through it!

He was so angry that he couldn't put it into words, and he would hit 33 Chongtian without saying a word.

Luo Hu was about to fight with the immortal master, and Zi Sheng was also numb. He tugged on Luo Hu's sleeve to try to persuade Luo Hu.

Luo Hu waved his sleeves, and a black mist rushed up with the momentum of thunder in the blink of an eye.