Above a piece of debris in the southern part of the fairy world, at this time, three people were fighting for a crystal particle, and various spells fluctuated endlessly.
Thousands of miles away from these three people, on a plain, a middle-aged man, holding a gourd in his hand, drank a sip, shook his head and said, "Ting'er, don’t worry, I’ll get the fairy jade for you soon. The body remains unchanged for thousands of years."
This middle-aged man was from the same star as Wang Lin.
He was drinking wine and walking on the plain. For a long time, the man stopped, looked down at his feet, a trace of remembrance appeared in his eyes, and said to himself: "Ting'er, do you remember this place? Back then I was I met you here, but it's a pity that now everything is right and wrong here."
He sighed lightly, and lightly stepped on the ground with his right foot, and immediately the whole person sank, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. He kept sinking underground, and after a long time, he appeared in a huge cave.
In this cave, there is a separate attic, outside this attic, is enveloped by a blue air.
The middle-aged man stepped forward, passing through the cyan breath, entering it, and walking into the attic.
The loft is divided into three floors, and the internal layout is relatively simple, no different from ordinary people. But there is an elegant and dusty charm that envelopes the surroundings.
This person entered the attic with softness in his eyes, rubbing on the furniture in the attic. Finally, he sat on a chair and muttered to himself: "Ting'er, I met you here back then..."
There was a look of deep love in his eyes, and he lightly took out a pagoda from the storage bag, wiped it with his right hand, and suddenly a white light flashed out of it.
After the white light. A corpse of a woman in white. Appearing in the arms of the middle-aged man, his eyes were soft, looking at the female corpse. Smilingly muttered to herself: "Ting'er. Look. We are home."
The appearance of this woman is extremely beautiful, and she has the color of dust. Like the fairy on that day. Her complexion was white, but there was a hint of redness emerging. If she is still alive, I am afraid that many people will believe it.
As soon as she appeared, for some reason, she immediately merged with the environment in the attic. Like this place, it belonged to this female corpse.
The middle-aged man gently touched the face of the female corpse, and his eyes became more affectionate. Smiled and said: "Back when I saw you at the first sight, I decided. You are my wife in this life. You can't be wrong. The name Ting'er. Do you like it? This is the name I gave you."
He muttered, bowing his head between the female corpse's eyebrows. He kissed it lightly, and there was a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
"For you. I gave up the position of sect in power. For you. I would not hesitate to betray the teacher. Ting'er. I don’t regret it. Really. I don’t regret it at all. Who would let them call me a lunatic? I know, I Not crazy!"
The man touched the woman's face, and after a long time, he stood up.
"Ting'er, let's go upstairs and take a look. There is your dressing table. How about making up for your husband." The man smiled slightly, holding the woman's body, and walked up to the second floor.
Next to the dressing table on the second floor, the man put the corpse of the woman away, picked up the eyebrow pencil, with a deep expression in his eyes, and said, "Are you happy, Ting'er, I'm very happy..."
"Are you talking? Why are you not talking, aren't you happy?"
"say something!!"
"You speak soon!!!"
"Why do not you speak!!!!"
The middle-aged man's voice became louder and louder. He threw the paintbrush in his hand, grabbed the female body, and shook violently while roaring like tears.
After a long time, the man was stunned. He hugged the female corpse and muttered to himself: "Sorry Ting'er, don't blame me, I was wrong, I won't yell at you again. No one can take you from my side. Snatch it, no one can do it, I will kill whoever snatches it, kill, kill, kill!"
He took a deep breath, kissed the female corpse a few times, and said with a smile: "Ting'er, look, this attic was about to collapse back then. It was my strength to keep it up to this day, because this is your home. Um... it's our home!"
"You're tired, then take a break." The middle-aged man held the female corpse, placed it on the sideshow bed, sitting on the side of the bed, looking at the female corpse, showing a soft and affectionate gaze.
"Ting'er, when I saw you back then, you were lying down like this and it hasn't changed at all. Do you remember that the first time I came to this world of immortality that year was to gain the aura of the world of immortality, but I can see it here. After you, I knew that you are my wife and I have been with you for a long time..."
As he said, he put his hand on the female corpse, and while touching it, he said: "You are so perfect, perfect... You are mine and no one can steal it! Ting'er, what did you say, I know, you Do you like me too."
"Compared with the spirit of the fairy world, you are my treasure!"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, lying next to the female corpse, and murmured: "Okay, Ting'er, let's take a rest. Tomorrow, we will go to find the fairy jade for my husband. Sleep, don't be afraid, I am here..."
Wang Lin was flying in midair with a firm look. The one-month deadline was almost coming. He had already made up his mind to go to the place that the tiger said.
Leaving aside the three fairy swords, the huge fairy jade alone is enough to make him tempted. There are a lot of fairy jade. Wang Lin believes that if he reaches the late stage of transforming the gods in the future, it will be much easier to hit the infantile change. .
For Wang Lin, the infant transformation period has a completely different meaning. When it comes to the infant transformation period, Situ Nan can wake up!
Although Wang Lin is only in the early stage of transforming the gods and is very far away from the later stage, he does not have any anxiety. He knows that on the journey of cultivating immortals, don't be impatient, and everything will take shape when the time comes.
In addition, some of the immortal grasses in that pool of water were also the reason why Wang Lin was tempted. If those immortal grasses were given to Li Muwan, they would surely be able to refine some top-quality pill. In this way, Li Muwan’s cultivation base, served After eating, it will be a higher level.
Unless the kind of medicine is very effective, Wang Lin is not willing to take it lightly. After all, his current cultivation base is the first priority. The elixir is not a great way.
But if the elixir is made from the grass of the fairy world, it is very different.
With a decision in his heart, Wang Lin's body continued to rise, and gradually rushed out of the sky of this fragment, and flew towards the huge vortex in the distance.
At that whirlpool, open the jade slip, and you can go to the place the tiger has asked for!
At this moment, on a fragment in the center of the fairy world, the Tiger of the Troll Race was sitting cross-legged, and there was a teleportation formation in front of him.
Chihu's eyes are calm. He has been sitting here for seven or seven days. Some Xiaoxiaos have come here, but they have all become the souls of his men.
He is here, waiting for two people!
Chihu believes that if the two of them are willing to come, then he is 70% sure that he can return with satisfaction on this trip.
He believed that after seeing the jade slips, these two people would definitely be moved. After all, the temptation would be difficult for anyone to resist.
Therefore, the tiger is not in a hurry.
These two people were only invited to participate after he carefully selected them. Leaving aside the first one, after all, this person is very famous and has some connections with his troll clan.
As for the second one, this is a person called Zeng Niu, and Jihu thinks he can't see through. Although this person seems to be the beginning of the transformation, but in him, Jihu always has a sense of crisis.
After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to invite the other party to participate. After all, the stronger the strength, the greater the chance of success this time. As for the other party's murder and treasure, he will not be afraid of it. He admits himself and uses his own cultivation For, it is still enough to deal with this matter.
Time passed slowly. On this day, the formation in front of him suddenly flickered, and the light became more and more bright, almost illuminating the surrounding area.
This dazzling light had no effect on Chihu. He kept his eyes fixed, looked into the formation, and said inwardly: "Here, I don't know which one it is!"
The light of the formation suddenly went dark after reaching a certain limit, and then, a figure of Miao Man appeared in the formation. This woman was extremely beautiful, but she had a cold color, which made people look timid. .
A trace of icy air immediately filled the surrounding area after the woman appeared, and there were even patches of snowflakes falling from the sky, which looked quite amazing.
Chihu's eyes flashed, and he said inwardly: "It's her!"
He laughed, stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Friend Red Butterfly, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
This girl is the proud girl of the Snow Country, Red Butterfly!
With cold eyes, she glanced at Chihu, walked out of the formation, and said coldly: "If you say it is false, I will never stop this matter!"
Chihu's eyes showed self-confidence, and he smiled: "Don't worry, fellow Red Butterfly, since you are here, I will not hide it anymore. This jade slip is personally rubbed by the ancestor of the idiom of my troll clan. His old man, I shouldn't lie."
"Xi Zu..." Hong Die's expression was slightly slow. This Xi Zu, a senior of her master, had some family ties with each other. After all, in Vermillion Star, there are only the Troll Clan and the Xueyu Clan in the cultivation country that exists as a tribe. That's all.
The two tribes naturally exchanged more frequently. It can be said that this troll tribe is an ally of the Snow Country.
"Since Xi Zu saw it personally, this matter can't be wrong. Okay, I will let you go, but what I get is not next to me, but the jade coffin must belong to me!" Red Butterfly said decisively.
Chihu frowned, and secretly said that the red butterfly was too domineering. Although he was also interested in the jade coffin, the three fairy swords were something he was determined to get. It would be easy to do if there were only two of them, but two of them. After the division, Na Zeng Niu, I am afraid that there will be nothing left.
"Friend Red Butterfly, this matter is not right, after all, besides you and me, there is one more person who should also be involved in this matter!" Chihu groaned a little and said slowly.
"Oh? Who is it?" Red Butterfly said flatly, with an expression on her face as usual.