This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Tsing Yi was so irritable that he almost smashed his head.

Is she scary?

She is the most beautiful in the Six Realms, and every strand of hair is charming, dare to say that she is scary!

She can bear it, but the baby in her stomach can't bear it.

Mochi pushed her to the side, she was almost done, and she was going to die all day long.

I have never seen such a stinky ghost.

Don't look at Cheng Tiangang's stubbornness before, but it was against mortals like himself.

He has a little bit of wisdom in cultivation, and Dongjiguan has been brainwashed for a long time, making him feel that it is sooner or later that he will become an immortal.

But when you really meet the boss, the feeling is different.

Sometimes people are like this. They can show off their power in front of their peers, but after realizing their insignificance, their attitudes and senses immediately make a 180-degree turn.

What you think of as ants, the result is that you can only trample your elephant to death.

How can you continue to be arrogant?

In particular, the other party is still a member of the Yin Division who controls the lives of mortals. Although Cheng Tiangang doesn't know the status of Tsing Yi in the Yin Division, he expects that the person who dares to go to Dongjiguan to cause trouble is definitely not a kid!

especially……

Her name is Tsing Yi.

The female overlord of Yin Si is called the Tsing Yi King.

With this thought together, Cheng Tiangang wished he couldn't just faint.

The smoke from his ancestral tomb would not be so lucky, it just happened to be in the hands of the Tsing Yi King!

"You shouldn't be the King of Tsing Yi, right?" Cheng Tiangang's smile was more ugly than his crying.

Tsing Yi raised her eyebrows, "Are you happy to see this seat alive, are you excited?"

Cheng Tiangang rolled his eyes, a little sign of fainting.

Let him pass out.

Before he fainted, Tsing Yi slapped him awake.

"Dare to faint, the old lady will hook out your soul and ask questions!"

Cheng Tiangang immediately bit his tongue and shook his head desperately, not daring to faint!

"Your Majesty the King of Tsing Yi, what do you want to know? I'm just a mortal. You have a grudge against Dongji Tianzun, so go find him..."

"Didn't you still look like you died for your Dongji Daomen before? How come the bones softened." Tsing Yi sneered.

Cheng Tiangang said with a bitter face, "I want to seek longevity when I enter the Dao to cultivate. Who wants longevity without seeking to die first, and then it will fall into your hands after death..."

Tsing Yi is really amusing, isn't this little black-skinned Taoist see through?

Although she beat the black-skinned Taoist priest badly that day, she didn't kill him, mainly because she saw that Cheng Tiangang had no bad luck.

Although he was from Dongji Sect, his hands were clean and stained with a lot of incense.

He is only a mortal, but he can share the incense, which shows that he should have done some good things on weekdays.

When those people came to worship God, they were more or less grateful to him, so that every mortal person could share a few cups of the soup.

It is said that with Cheng Tiangang's wisdom roots, if he can evenly incense, he should be able to cultivate into an earth immortal long ago.

But he didn't even give birth to immortal roots, but it was interesting...

Tsing Yi rubbed her chin. Could it be that Dongji, like her, likes to squeeze the poor laborers under her hands?

Mo Chi knew what she was thinking by looking at Tsing Yi's expression. Cheng Tiangang was a sad reminder, but he probably didn't know that his own immortal roots were cut off.

Mochi would not be kind enough to tell him.

Asked about the business: "This deity, let me ask you, who did you wash away the evil spirits for Yun Yihuan in the first place?"

Cheng Tiangang was stunned for a moment, never thinking that this would be what they were asking.

"I handle it myself."

Mochi and Tsing Yi raised their eyebrows.

"Only you? No one else did it? Who taught you how to exchange blood?"

Cheng Tiangang recalled for a moment, swallowed his saliva and said:

"No... At first, Princess Cheng sent someone to Dongji Temple for help, saying that there was something wrong with the little princess, so I went to the door myself and found that there was a demon lingering in her body, so I brought her back to the temple."

"However, I have dealt with ghosts and things, but it is the demonic energy that haunts the little county master. The watch master and the elders have all gone to the Jiuzhongtian..."

"puff……"

Tsing Yi couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this, a few mortals are still in the Nine Heavens, how can these dog Taoists be better than that old ghost of King Chu Jiang!

Cheng Tiangang's expression was a little annoyed, and when he said this last time, Tsing Yi also snorted.

At that time, he thought Tsing Yi was talking nonsense...

Now it seems...

Cheng Tiangang's Dao Heart shook a little.

"Cough, you continue." Tsing Yi covered her lips, no longer trampling on the humble Taoist heart of this little Taoist.

Cheng Tiangang pouted, and his voice lost the air he had before, and whispered:

"That day happened to be a guest at the door, and it was he who taught us the technique of blood exchange to get rid of the evil spirit in the main body of Xiaojun."

"Wait, who did you just say?" Tsing Yi's brows sank suddenly.

Cheng Tiangang swallowed his saliva, "Cang, Cangshu Immortal Master..."

"Do you know?" Mo Chi saw Tsing Yi's expression was different.

"I don't know, but I've heard of this name." Tsing Yi pursed her lips.

The name of Wu Peng of the Wu ethnic group, Cangshu.

It is also the person that the minister hates the most.

The demon nature in Yun Yihuan's body was stripped cleanly. This technique was unheard of, and in the world, only Wu Peng had this technique.

Could this Immortal Master Cangshu be Wu Peng Cangshu?

Has he come out of the whirling sea?

"Where is that guy now?"

Cheng Tiangang shook his head and said blankly:

"After the immortal master taught this method, he left, saying that he was going to look for the master and them, and then, and then...you came..."

Tsing Yi frowned, but soon stretched it out and laughed.

Cheng Tiangang didn't know what she was laughing at, but he couldn't stop the hair all over his body.

"It really didn't take much effort to get here, the provincial head went to find him, and got out first..." Tsing Yi whispered softly while grinding his teeth.

The Dongji Guan Guanzhu is definitely not in the Jiuzhongtian. He is connected with the Cangshu, and he is already a real hammer colluding with the Eternal Life Sect!

what.

Dongji that idiot.

He was just sitting on the dharma table with a clay sculpture golden body, and he didn't even know that his Daomen was devoured by snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Tsing Yi snapped his fingers, and Cheng Tiangang suddenly became able to move.

"Let's go."

"Go, go?" Cheng Tiangang looked at her in surprise, "You...you won't kill me?"

"What are you doing to kill you? Going to the **** pit to pick shit?" Tsing Yi rolled his eyes, "You're not qualified."

Cheng Tiangang is choking, you still have to look at the qualifications for picking feces in the underworld?

Cheng Tiangang swallowed his saliva and was about to leave when he was trembling, but he heard Tsing Yi suddenly sigh, "Forget it, I'll take you back in person."

Cheng Tiangang's feet were weak and he almost knelt down.

He knew that this wicked **** wouldn't let him go so easily.

Tsing Yi gently slapped him on the shoulder: "Your territory, you are familiar with it, take the opportunity to find two pieces of your family's personal belongings for this seat."

"What...for what?"

The wicked woman smiled with kind eyes and kind eyes, "Do you want to go to heaven? Take you to the Jiuzhong Heaven to enjoy the beautiful scenery."

Cheng Tiangang: No! He did not want!