Iceman Family

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When I passed out, I thought to myself, this is going to be a big trouble, maybe when I wake up, I will be surrounded by the magic cultivator's lair, waiting helplessly for Avalokitesvara to be rescued, and at the same time, I may be caught by that hermaphrodite The old-timers like this, think about it and feel that life is worse than death.

Unexpectedly, when I woke up, I was still lying in the previous stone room, surrounded by neither barriers nor restraints, the afterglow of dusk in the desert sprinkled on my face through the cracks, it was very warm and comfortable.I looked down at the storage bag, and there was no sign of any tampering on it. While I breathed a sigh of relief, I felt faintly surprised.

A faint fragrance hit me, I sneezed, and just sat up slowly, Guan Lianyin in a Tai Chi robe broke into the door, followed by Wang Dagun with a sluggish face. "Axi!" He called me anxiously, originally about to say something, but his eyes became strange when he saw my face, "You are..."

I looked at him blankly, and subconsciously stretched out my fingers to make a mirror array.In the mirror, he opened his arms, with a few glaring hickey marks on his collarbone and neck, and a blush on his cheeks, clearly looking like he had stolen.A fragrant silk handkerchief fell from my body, Guanlianyin frowned and picked it up, saying, "Is that Qinglian?"

I touched my cheek in a trance and nodded.

With a hiss, Fang Sipa was brutally dismembered in the hands of Guan Lianyin, and turned into debris and fell faintly in front of me.Two blue birds flew out of Avalokitesvara's cuffs, pecked at the debris, flapped their wings and disappeared by the stone gate. "Okay, Zi Xiao Lingjun, today I have to peel off your skin and tighten your tendons." A certain uncle sneered and left with his sword in hand, leaving me and Brother Big Stick looking at each other.

I touched the front and the back again, and after making sure that I was not *, I condensed a touch of spiritual breath from my fingertips and slapped it into Zifu between the eyebrows, and I saw the traces of lust on my body fade away.I lowered my head and pondered for a while, and realized that Qinglian must have cast an illusion on me.What is the intention behind knocking me out but not taking the opportunity to hold me hostage, instead leaving these marks on my body and fleeing?

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and the wind and sand in Loulan, Fengcheng gradually subsided. When I came back to my senses, I vaguely felt that there was a miasma and clean air confronting each other outside the sandcastle, so I asked Wang Dagun next to me, "Dear me?" Brother Gun, what happened outside?" Wang Dagun said honestly: "When senior Guan took me to apprentice in the early morning, a group of demon cultivators suddenly came from outside the city, and they seemed to be heading for the demon realm. He cuts at anyone, looks very fierce. Senior Guan led me to solve a few demon cultivators, and when the disciples of Ding Yunzong arrived, they came looking for you."

The storage bag at my waist moved a few times, and I looked down, and saw that the scroll with the matrix score was arching my waist anxiously at the mouth of the bag.It was then that I remembered that when I fainted before, the spiritual breath in the array had not been withdrawn, Yuanyang should have seen everything, so I quickly released her, and learned the details just now through the induction of the array.

After Qinglian knocked me out, she originally planned to snatch me away. Unexpectedly, a group of demon cultivators who passed by Loulan started fighting here. A burden, and unwilling to leave like this, just made these marks on my body, I thought it would be good to anger Guan Lianyin.

Really... naive...

Is this guy really a thousand-year-old old cultivator?I sighed, thinking that he and Guan Lianyin must have been very different in their previous lives.

"Brother Big Stick, Loulan is in a critical situation now. You and I can no longer sit on the sidelines here. Although our cultivation is limited, it is not a problem to deal with a few pawns in the foundation establishment stage." Wang Dagun said, "How about it? Let's go and have a look."

"The group of devil cultivators outside have the lowest realm, and they are also at the Golden Core stage." Wang Dagun said in a nonchalant manner.

I sat back blankly.

Knowing that I am a burden to Avalokitesvara, I can't go over there and let him distract himself to protect me, so I have to stay honestly with Brother Big Stick in this relatively safe stone room, and take it out of the storage bag. I bought a treasure illustration book to look at.If what I just heard is true, then this senior who pretends to be Qinglian is probably the legendary Zixiao Lingjun.Before the prehistoric era, the Eight Immortals had cultivated two treasures, one was He Xiangu's lotus, and the other was Han Xiangzi's flute. Both treasures were transformed into babies, and they were cultivated under the guidance of Xiangu. fairy.

Baolian Avalokitesvara is unknown, and it is said that she seldom shows up in person, but Zixiao Lingjun is very famous. In "The Legend of the Marriage of the Eight Immortals", Zixiao Lingjun played a lot of roles. Although I don't know if he is androgynous, but he is sure that he is affectionate. Both men and women of the Longrenyu clan have his lovers. The ancestor of Dingyun He wrote his sexual affairs in an extremely charming and attractive way, and he can be called a romantic figure.

At the beginning of the Eight Immortals' calamity, Lord Zixiao Lingjun was broken into the mortal world because of his bad words to the Queen Mother. The difference is that the Queen Mother didn't take him seriously, so his spiritual root aptitude Still alive, it is not impossible to become an old cultivator without reincarnation for thousands of years.

Could it be that he is He Xiangu's father in this life, the heartless man who cheated Lin Wanqiu's broken page?

The more I think about it, the more likely it is.According to Elder Jia Luo's words just now, there are five immortals' book fragments in his hands now, and he only looks for the fragments but not the immortals, obviously he has evil thoughts.The legendary Zixiao Lingjun is not a villain, so how could he have the idea of ​​subverting the cultivation world now?

Thinking of the strange look in Qinglian's eyes when she mentioned me, I choked up for no reason.

Lingjun, Lingjun, please don't have any fantasies about me. I still like Uncle Shi better than the androgynous Demon Cultivator.

"Brother Big Gun, what are you looking at?" Realizing that Wang Dagun was staring at a round object in his palm in a daze, I leaned over to look curiously, and clicked my tongue, "Dinghaizhu?"

"Ding, Dinghaizhu?" Wang Dagun didn't seem to know what Dinghaizhu was, he was still holding it in his palm in a daze, and said after a long time, "This is the bead given to me by Senior Guan's uncle, I just took it He started fighting with Moxiu, I don't know whether to give it to me or let me keep it, but it's pretty nice."

I looked at Wang Dagun, then at Dinghaizhu, and said, "Inject some vitality into it and have a look."

"Inject vitality?" Wang Dagun looked bewildered.

I took Dinghaizhu from his palm, pinched it between two fingers and said, "Look, it's like this..."

My fingertips felt a little hot, and the immortal energy in Dinghai Pearl suddenly glowed. Before I could inject vitality into it, I was overturned by a wave of extremely strong air, and fell to the ground with my head up. "Brother Xiqing!" Wang Dagun hurried over to pull me.At this moment, a gust of howling wind hit, and two shadows appeared beside the stone gate.

The short-haired girl of the Yu clan carried a girl with horns on her back, and called out out of breath, "Linghu Xiqing!!"

Zhai Xingxiu, Situ Xiaoyu.

I was lying on the ground, with Wang's big stick propped on my body, and Zhai Xingxiu's big eyes met small eyes. "Sorry to bother you." Zhai Xingxiu said calmly, then turned around and closed the stone door.

I silently glanced at the thick and big stick brother who was pressing on me. He is clearly a disciple now; but my clothes were messed up by the air wave just now, and my fragrant shoulders were lying under him, why? They all look like they want to welcome or refuse.

Wanting to cry but without tears, I threw down the big stick and chased after him. I cried sadly: "Miss Zhai, listen to my explanation!"