"Hey, I was scared at first, but with Ling'er little beauty, I'm not afraid." Chu Yi suddenly smiled and pinched Lan Ling'er's little baby-fat face.
Lan Ling'er angrily patted his salty pig's hand: "You are necrotic. You are my follower, and I am your eldest lady, so you can't be big or small."
Miss, it seems interesting that someone steals the young lady. When Chu Yi heard the words, he looked at the angry Lan Ling'er with interest, his small mouth pouted, and the pink cheeks bulging, which was really cute.
"Let's go, let's go. Since you are not afraid, let's join in the fun. Find a way to get that artifact. Hehe, I have stolen so many high-grade artifacts, but only five, and I gave you two back. Pieces." Lan Ling'er pulled Chu Yi with a smile, seeming to fantasize about the happy scene of getting that unknown artifact in his hands.
I have never seen the world before, and the little sacred artifacts are so greedy. Heh heh heh, wait for me to re-train this Tian Shangqin and Xingchen Bow to become real artifacts, and see what your little girl looks like. Chu Yi thought to himself that Shangqin and Xingchen Bow were the qualities of artifacts this day, and it was much easier to re-cultivate the soul of the artifact than to upgrade from the sacred artifact, but the genius treasures that cultivated the soul of the artifact were too hard to find. If you rely on your own skill to cultivate and strengthen the spirituality, and finally become an instrument soul, you still don't know what year and month it will be. Difficult.
"Hey, I'm hungry. You can find something to eat." After walking for a long time, Lan Ling'er clutched her belly and yelled that she was hungry, holding Chu Yi pitifully.
This little girl, in a few years, will definitely be the master of disaster for the country and the people. Chu Yi looked at Lan Ling'er's cute look, and muttered to himself.
"You're waiting here, I'll go to see if there is anything to eat nearby." Chu Yi ordered.
It's summer, and there are so many wild beasts and fruits in the mountains and forests, so you won't be hungry. After searching in the forest for a while, Chu Yi caught a few hares and some fruits, found the stream and broke his stomach, and cleaned it up.
When I went back, I saw that Lan Ling'er had already made a fire and waited.
"It's very fast. Hurry, my chef. Hurry up and cook." Lan Linger smiled and looked at Chu Yi, while taking out the pots and pans and a lot of tableware from the Xumi ring, and even many more. seasoning.
"What you have prepared is really rich." Chu Yi looked at her for a short time before setting up the floor, and then looked at her dumbfoundingly. After a while, he changed from an attendant to a chef.
Fortunately, Chu Yi's craftsmanship is really good, and Lan Ling'er eats happily.
"I really didn't see it, you are good at craftsmanship." Lan Ling'er hugged a hare's hind legs, eating greasy mouth.
Chu Yi ignored her, tidied up quickly, and then shoveled the soil to put out the fire and covered it: "Hurry up and eat, leave immediately after eating. We made a fire, I'm afraid someone will be chasing you soon." , He just started to feast on.
Before he finished speaking, he heard a sweet laugh from behind Lan Ling'er: "Hehe... I didn't expect you to be vigilant. No wonder Feng Yunsheng couldn't catch up with you."
The voice is soft and soft, and there is a charming feeling. Hearing this, Chu Yi's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't think that he had been suspicious all the way, but someone was still chasing him.
"Huh?" Lan Ling'er jumped up and said with a grin: "Is it Sister Xian'er?"
Following Lan Ling'er's question, a girl with a white coat, silver hair and hips, her feet and her feet, and her picturesque eyebrows suddenly appeared three feet away.
When the girl stopped there, she smelled of seduction, her dress fluttering, and her smooth feet were bare but spotless. She stood there, as if the neighborhood had been isolated by herself, not in this world, as if she was in a painting. This is an elf-like woman.
"Sister Xian'er, what are you doing?" Lan Ling'er looked at her warily with big eyes, but she was already standing in front of Chu Yi.
Hey, this little Nizi is cultivating the Secret Tome of the Gods and Demons in the Temple of Gods and Demons, and he is a powerful monarch. Chu Yi frowned slightly and looked around. After his hands were folded, Tianshangqin was already quietly in his hands: "The beautiful lady is so picturesque, I never thought that the saints of the Demon Temple of this generation are so beautiful in the world."
Luo Xian'er raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, looked at Chu Yi curiously, and patted Yujie's little hand: "It's so funny, I never thought that you didn't call me a witch. If it weren't for me to be interested in your artifact, I would rather Make friends with you." At this moment, the fascinating and charming posture was gone, and the innocent aura appeared on her, which made people feel inconsistent.
"Witch? Why do you call it that way?" Chu Yi was taken aback for a moment, looking at the peerless Fanghua who charmed all beings on the opposite side. Although the sage of the Demon Temple is cultivating demons, no one seems to call it that way, right? According to her, shouldn't the goddess of the temple be called goddess
Lan Ling'er turned around and glared at him fiercely: "Why don't you look at her without blinking? Don't look at her. Tell you, she is a murderous witch who has died tragically since her debut two years ago. The person in her hands is unknown."
"That's it... It seems that the inheritance of the Temple of Gods and Demons has changed a lot." Chu Yi shrugged, "Hey, but I think Linger is better for you."
"Huh, who's rare." Lan Ling'er gave him a blank look and turned his head, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "But you are wrong, I have never heard of the hall of gods and demons. Sister Xian'er is Jiu. Heir to the ghost palace."
For a while, sister and witch's, I really don't know what your relationship with her is. Chu Yi sighed. It seems that over the past ninety thousand years, there has been a lot of change. There has been no temple of Gods and Demons in the world, and there is no Tianyun Valley of his own house, but the practice has been passed down. The immortal's cultivation is obviously The Secret Book of Heavenly Demons that can only be practiced by the Saints of the Temple of Gods and Demons.
"The little girl's name is Luo Xian'er, dare to ask the prince Gao's name? I am indeed the saint of the magic palace, but those hypocrites call me the witch. Hehe, just yell, I am the witch, so what? "Luo Xian'er's eyes waved, and the look in Chu Yi's eyes was extremely charming.
Lan Ling'er stomped dissatisfiedly: "Sister Xian'er, what are you doing today? Also, he is my follower, so you are not allowed to charm him."
Luo Xian'er smiled when he heard the words: "Anyone? Sister Ling'er, I think he is a lover who defends him like this? But it's a high-grade artifact, and this is not for you. If it hurts you, I will ask Venerable Lan another day. Just apologize."
As soon as the voice fell, Luo Xian'er turned into a long rainbow and rushed over.
Before the person arrived, a ribbon had already swept over, quickly rolled up Lan Ling'er, and threw her aside. Obviously, his subordinates were merciful. At the same time, another ribbon struck Chuyi's door.
Without seeing how Chu Yi moved, the whole person had already slid back directly, leaving behind a string of phantoms, it was difficult to tell which was true and which was false. The speed was so fast that even Luo Xian'er could not catch up.
"Heavenly Demon's lost track?" Luo Xian'er stood in Chu Yi's original position, with a face full of inconceivableness: "How could it be possible, isn't this the lost school of my devil?"
Zheng...
Tianshang Qin made an ear-splitting sound, like a mountain suddenly splitting, and a river suddenly flowing backwards. Luo Xian'er was stunned by the sound of the piano.
At the moment of her dazedness, Chu Yi's figure had already slid towards Lan Ling'er extremely fast, holding her and turning around and fleeing.
"Where to go." Luo Xian'er screamed, full of demonic energy, jade hands lightly raised, a machete like a full moon appeared from his sleeve, and the black sword light condensed like a substance hit Chu Yi directly.
Jun-level fifth-tier... Chu Yi's forehead was sweating coldly. As soon as he saw the sword light, he immediately knew Luo Xian'er's specific cultivation base, and smiled bitterly on his face.
Lan Ling'er pushed him away, the Roushui sword was already in his hand: "You go quickly, I will block her for a while, she dare not do anything to me."
Chu Yi couldn't help smiling bitterly, little girl, you are the cultivation base of the scholar level, and you said that you blocked it for a while, even if you were merciful just now, even if you didn't dare to kill you, it would be a blow to stun you.
Luo Xian'er cut out the scimitars one after another, and the criss-crossing blade lights were like a giant net, covering the two of them, but this time they did not show any mercy.
Chu Yi's scalp was numb, and any one of these blades could directly split the two of them in half, stretched out his hand and picked up Lan Ling'er, and fled to the mountain behind him.
After escaping dozens of steps, the blade light behind him disappeared as much as he could. Chu Yi ran out of skill, staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"Oh... why don't you run away? I'm more and more interested in you. You actually have lost track of the lost celestial demon in my magic palace, and you have a magical instrument called Tianshang Qin, and resonate with the mysterious artifact in the southeast. Tsk Tsk tsk, I really don't know where the little girl Ling'er found you, my baby follower." Luo Xian'er smiled more charmingly, but the murderous aura he exudes became more and more solid.
"Ling'er, do you have any medicine to increase your skill?" Chu Yi looked at Luo Xian'er who was walking step by step, and asked in a low voice.
Lan Ling'er took out a jade bottle: "This is the Tongtian Pill, originally my father used to flush it. What are you doing here?"
Chu Yi grabbed it and unplugged it, no matter how much it was inside, he swallowed it all.
"Ah? Are you crazy? This is all my dosage from the teacher level to the king level. You will be blown up by the power of the medicine." Lan Ling'er was taken aback and hurriedly snatched it. Looking inside, it was empty.
Chu Yi squirted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood vessels all over his body suddenly bulged out, his face was extremely hideous, and he looked extremely scary, and the pure demon energy was overflowing, so that Luo Xian'er, who was born in the magic palace, was shocked.
"Let's go. Hold tight, I can't hold it for too long." As he said, he picked up Lan Ling'er, and once again used the illusion of the heavenly demon, connecting the phantoms into a light and shadow, and rushed straight to the mountain.
"Burning blood to transform the magic formula! It's cruel." Luo Xian'er's face changed suddenly, and she quickly chased up: "He actually knows the lost knowledge of my magic palace, and we must figure out his origin."
There was an abyss in front of him. Chu Yi took Lan Ling'er all the way to escape, but in the end he came to a dead end.
"Chu Yi, what should I do?" Lan Ling'er looked at the front, with a small face: "You have eaten so many Tongtian Pills, nothing will happen, right?"
"Hey, you call Brother Chu to listen, and I'll be fine." A smile appeared on Chu Yi's hideous face, and he didn't want to worry her more.
It's just that he is now entangled with devilish energy, as if there is a layer of black mist around him, with blue veins bulging, Lan Ling'er doesn't look like he is all right.
The devil qi in this person is so pure, and what he has just displayed is definitely the secret of my magic palace, burning blood and transforming magic tactics, who is he? Otherwise, there is no secret method in the world that can instantly dissolve the power of medicine. Luo Xian'er's beautiful eyes were full of curiosity: "Your name is Chu Yi, isn't it? I'm more and more curious about you now. As long as you squeeze your hands and follow me back, I won't hurt you."
Chu Yi turned around to look at the cliff, then at Lan Ling'er, gritted his teeth fiercely. I owed her last time, and this time I definitely can't let her hurt again.