Long Yu's face was covered with black lines running around.
Lao Tzu is the reincarnation of the great emperor, a once all-powerful figure.
How dare you spit on me so blatantly, but there seems to be nothing to refute?
"Huh?! That little girl is not dead!"
The onlookers all around looked surprised and exclaimed again and again.
"No! That King Jin Gao Peng actually spat on this girl to bathe?!"
There were many knowledgeable people who noticed something strange.
The saliva of the golden tallow peng is extremely precious, and is generally used to nurse the energy of its cubs, or to heal itself.
Countless cultivators tried their best to use various rare treasures and elixirs to seduce Jin Gao Peng in exchange for his saliva.
The saliva exchanged was at most a small bottle, because the saliva would consume Jin Gao Peng's energy.
Rumor has it that someone in the royal family domesticated a golden tallow bird as a pet and made a fortune every year just from selling its saliva.
Only Long Yu had a look of disdain and disgust. Although the saliva had indeed exerted medicinal effects and protected Long Yu's body, Long Yu still felt that it was stolen goods.
"She" stretched out her hand to wipe her face and looked around.
The corpses of crested cocktail snakes, golden tallow birds, and human cultivators were everywhere, and the smell of blood filled the sky.
Looking around, countless people from all over the world were paying attention to her.
"Sister Xiaoyu?!"
Xia Wei was crying all over the floor, his face covered with tears, his nose bubbles were pulled up on the fat man's face by his own sleeves, but he was smiling brightly, his mouth was as big as a trumpet flower, he was struggling all the way, and he ran over shouting.
Xia Wenbin jumped up, grabbed the hair on the back of his son's head, and pulled him back:
"You bastard, are you...looking for death?!"
He couldn't help but hate the iron-clad look in his eyes, and his spittle filled the sky with curses.
Just because, although Long Xiaoyu is still alive, Jin Gao Peng is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
If you leave rashly without understanding the situation, why should you be slapped to death by Jin Gaopeng's wings?
Long Waner——
At the beginning, I was deeply in grief, with tears streaming down my face and my heart pounding.
But eventually there will be a turning point, and happy things will come with the wind.
When you are ecstatic, forget the sad past.
Enjoy the moment and make beautiful memories.
The haggard faces of Ziyi and Yurong had their mouths open in a dull manner.
Showing his white teeth, the dimples on his smiling face actually contained tears in his eyes.
Tan Yuning, Mu Chunxue, Guo Jing and others were also dumbfounded...
Their white cheeks, with crystal tears still hanging on their cheeks, opened their slightly red lips and showed a surprised smile.
Miss Zi Yan from the Xuanling Temple somehow saw that Long Xiaoyu was still alive.
Unable to help herself, her beautiful eyes were moist, and a crystal teardrop fell on her pointed chin, but she felt indescribable joy in her heart?
Each one of them can be said to have a jade face with tears of joy and sorrow yet to dry up, and thousands of pear blossoms blooming in the spring rain.
Xu Shengjie, Luo Kehong, Zhang Shusong, Wang Tao and others from the Shenyuan Sect gritted their teeth.
They suddenly became angry from joy, and their emotions surged instantly.
It can be said that the anger is rising like a raging tide, and the anger is so overwhelming that it is difficult to suppress it.
They couldn't understand why Long Xiaoyu was so lucky.
These geniuses are hostile to them, and I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with them in the future. I secretly thought about how to deal with them...
Tianzong, Zhang Peiyuan, was wearing a cane, hunched over, frowning, which made him look even more vicissitudes of life, and said to himself:
Where did the Shenyuan Sect recruit such two twin brothers? If this is allowed to grow, Lanzhou will definitely become the world of Shenyuan Sect in the future.
Taihe Zong, a fat toad-like short man, touched the tip of his mustache and picked at a string of beads in his left hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
There are many people, each with their own wonderful expressions and countless opinions.
now
A blush spreads across the sky in the east.
It's morning light
arrival.
Long Yu originally wanted to curse, but since Jin Gao Peng also responded with good intentions, he stopped pursuing it.
"She" used her spiritual power to summon the surrounding morning dew, which gathered in an instant to form a huge drop of water, which was one foot high and two meters in diameter. She soaked herself in it and was covered in dirt.
The crowd couldn't help but feel pain in their flesh as they watched, this saliva...
Immediately, he secretly used fairy fire to help dry the clothes around him in a few seconds.
Then Long Yu exploded the Snake King's head with a sword, but there was no Snake King's crystal core inside? !
Could it be that when it condenses the divine essence, it loses its crystal core?
Long Yu was puzzled and finally gave up.
"She" communicated a little bit with Jin Gao Peng using her mind "Animal Taming Technique", and asked her to lead her men to take away the corpses of these snakes. Later, she would use them, and she would also take away the remaining corpses of the Jin Gao Peng clan and let them dispose of the corpses of their own clan.
Soon, the Jin Gao Peng kings swept the battlefield and waved their wings away.
Everyone didn't want to fight Jin Gao Peng. They all just wanted to pick up the missing treasure. The most important thing was to reserve their energy and strength to fight for the "Emperor Ku's inheritance."
See Jin Gao Peng leaving.
The crowd, like beating up the chicken blood vine, swarmed forward to collect the remaining Peng King feathers on the ground, the blood of the Wind-tailed Cockscomb Snake, and the golden tallow Peng King saliva that Long Yu was not optimistic about...
At this moment, Tan Yuning, Ziyi, Long Wan'er, Zhou Qingmei, Yang Wancui, Mu Chunxue, Mu Chunyu, Guo Jing, Chu Gang, Chu Jun, and others gathered around Long Xiaoyu.
A flurry of pleasantries and inquiries are inevitable.
Unexpectedly, a disharmonious scene came. Xia Wei hugged Long Yu and cried loudly:
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Sister Xiaoyu, if something happens to you, I won’t be able to live anymore...”
Long Yu pushed him away and said secretly, "Is our relationship so good?"
Mu Chunxue and others wanted to beat up this fat boy violently. Don't you understand that men and women can't kiss each other?
But seeing that Xia Wei really cared about Long Xiaoyu in the past, his behavior was understandable.
If it weren't for these women, they couldn't tell whether Long Xiaoyu was a boy or a girl at this moment. They would have hugged Long Xiaoyu and cried like this fat boy to vent their emotions.
Xia Wei was pushed away. He was stunned for a moment, but he pulled up Long Xiaoyu's sleeves and wiped his tears and nose.
Long Yu tugged at the corner of his mouth in disgust, but he didn't expect this guy to hold on tightly and wouldn't let go.
Ziyi couldn't stand it anymore, so he took out a silk handkerchief and handed it to Fat Brother.
Xia Wei pretended not to see it, just to wipe it with Long Yu's clothes.
Long Yu's flesh ached and his face was covered with black lines.
My new clothes...this is the one that Sister Guo Jing spent a lot of money to buy as a gift for me!
Just about to yell...
"Uh-huh!"
The sound of throat clearing?
Looking up, he saw that the people coming were a group of women who looked like gods.
Every woman is like a delicate flower, one flower has a world, one flower has a charm, the flower is brilliant and the flower is soft.
Looking up, Long Yu saw an acquaintance at a glance.
She was wearing a pink cheongsam at her hair age, bathing in the morning light, flawless white, with a cold look on her face.
"Zi Yan?! Are you...still alive?!"
"you……?!"
Zi Yan was stunned and speechless. How could this person know my name?
"How bold! How dare you curse the saint and be rude!"
A woman in white clothes standing next to her raised her eyebrows and scolded him.
Zi Yan stretched out her hand to indicate to those around her not to mind.
She narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at Long Yu. Listening to this tone, she not only recognized herself, but also hinted that she seemed to have encountered some accident. What he didn't know was that I was still alive?
"you know me?"
"You...don't remember me?"
The two said in unison, both stunned.
Long Yu woke up from a dream, maybe it was because she was a daughter now.
Zi Yan didn't recognize her outfit and smiled:
"Haha, sister Zi Yan, my brother often mentions you, so you don't know me. In fact, my name is Long Xiaoyu, and my brother's name is Long Haotian."
"Long Haotian?"
Zi Yan frowned slightly, recalling the young master of the Shenyuan Sect when she first entered the secret realm.
