"We are already Taoist companions. You can't look at others like this. Besides...they also have Taoist companions." Senior Brother Liu tried to persuade him.
After a pause, he made a promise: "I know, I'm not that good-looking...Although I'm a little more ordinary, please believe me...I will always treat you well in the future."
"Senior Brother Liu! I told you, I didn't look at him all the time!" Wen Luoluo said angrily: "Why are you so sensitive?"
"Besides, I've already told you that we're not suitable, why don't you let me go?"
Seeing Wen Luoluo's strong denial, Senior Brother Liu was a little angry, but when he saw that he wanted to let her go, Senior Brother Liu suppressed his anger, lowered his tone, and immediately coaxed her.
"I'm sorry, Luoluo. I just care about you too much. I...I...I won't do this next time."
"Actually, there is no right or wrong. Relationships are all about accommodating each other. I will always accommodate you."
"We were so good before, we were in love..."
Wen Luoluo felt very annoyed and turned away with a frown on his face without speaking to Senior Brother Liu.
In fact, she could have accepted Senior Brother Liu and continued like this.
But the handsome Chu Feng appeared in her world again. In comparison, Senior Brother Liu looked like a pig brother, and she didn't like everything he looked at.
Wen Luoluo felt...
She is not letting Senior Brother Liu down, she is... taking responsibility for the original engagement.
She is a dedicated girl.
…
"You are so naughty."
On the board, Tang Ruxuan gritted her teeth and commented on Chu Feng.
She saw the way the Wuya Sect female cultivator looked at Chu Feng and whispered.
She was speechless!
We all wear masks, so why do we feel more popular?
I really saw a ghost!
"Maybe this is personality charm. Do you think I attract girls with my face?"
"Haha, actually I rely on my unique temperament and amazing talent."
Tang Ruxuan sneered: "Then you are also coquettish!"
Chu Feng just smiled at this and didn't explain anything.
Although Tang Ruxuan is smart, there are still some things she doesn't understand.
There is a saying.
Things that are looming and looming always make people more eager to explore than things that are straightforward and directly visible...
Just give it to me if you don’t want it.
Just like...the same pair of legs.
Wearing black stockings is always more attractive than not wearing anything at all.
This is why Chu Feng is more attractive when he wears a mask.
"By the way, are you really not going to comfort your Xiang Dong? I feel like he is about to die."
Tang Ruxuan glanced at Xiang Dong, who was holding a knife in the corner and was silent.
Xiang Dong is now depressed because of Angelica dahurica, his face is full of decadence, as if he has lost his soul.
Chu Feng turned to look, shook his head and sighed: "He needs to get through this hurdle in life by himself. Others can't help him."
"Some things have to be crossed by yourself!"
In Chu Feng's eyes, as long as Xiang Dong doesn't want to live or die, that's fine. Time will heal all the wounds.
Tang Ruxuan didn't understand, but nodded anyway.
Just when the Ziguang Battleship was preparing to set off again, the people from Qingyun Sect arrived.
Only ten people came to Qingyun Gate, riding in a small flying boat.
He Cang is the only transformed god, among whom there are six Nascent Souls and three peak Golden Cores.
These are the senior officials of Qingyun Sect, the people who went to Zhongzhou this time.
He Cang was shocked when he saw the more than 500 golden elixir monks on the Ziguang Battleship.
His face was full of disbelief, this formation really scared him.
In his Qingyun Sect, there are less than twenty Golden Core cultivators in total...
Are these monks from Wuya and Ziguang?
He doesn't believe it! It’s also unacceptable!
He glanced at Ye Guangcheng, and then asked Leng Xinghui on the battleship:
"Brother Leng, who are these Jindan monks?"
Although Leng Xinghui was very familiar with He Cang before and even drank together, his attitude at this time was very cold.
I'm sorry, I'm afraid Ye Guangcheng will misunderstand...
He said calmly: "Oh, they are our monks from Ziguang and Wuya."
What about you, Ziguang and Wuya, are you from the same sect?
He Cang's face darkened, but he also knew the reason for Leng Xinghui's alienation.
It's just that Zhu Piaoxue married Ye Guangcheng, and he and Ye Guangcheng were "love rivals".
Leng Xinghui was trying to avoid suspicion.
But he must ask clearly about this kind of thing.
This was related to the status of the sect. Ziguang and Wuya had so many golden elixir monks, which shocked him.
Originally, his sect had many disciples from the Ziguang Sect.
Ziguang forced his disciples to participate in the monster war, which made the disciples unwilling to stay in his sect and turned around to join his sect. There were also some disciples with good talents and good cultivation.
He also wanted to take this opportunity to surpass Wuya and Ziguang in one fell swoop and become the first sect of Dongxuan.
Only now did I realize that their sect actually had so many golden elixir monks. It would be an exaggeration to say that they were in their heyday!
"Uh... Then why do your sect have so many golden elixir monks!?" He Cang asked again.
Leng Xinghui turned his head and glanced at Ye Guangcheng. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he explained: "We opened the spirit gathering array to extract the spiritual energy from the spiritual veins."
"Both Ziguang and you Wuya are turned on?"
"right!"
"This will hurt the spiritual veins, and even if it is exploited excessively, it will cause the spiritual veins to dry up!"
He Cang was surprised by the two acts of killing chickens to obtain eggs, and at the same time he was extremely puzzled.
"What are you doing this for?"
After a brief silence, Leng Xinghui said seriously: "Of course it's for the war against the monster clan!"
He Cang wrote disbelief directly on his face: "Really?"
If it is said that Ziguang is fighting for the demon clan, then forget it, would Wuya be so righteous?
"nature."
Leng Xinghui looked like he was sacrificing his life for righteousness and was impassioned:
"We monks should be the first to pay for racial justice!"
"..."
He Cang looked at the pretentious Leng Xinghui and was very silent.
Leng Xinghui hesitated and finally advised:
"Master He, I advise you to do the same. Start the spirit gathering formation as soon as possible."
"I will consider it." He Cang replied simply, then turned around and drove away in his small flying boat.
"well."
Leng Xinghui sighed.
He understood that He Cang would not listen to his advice and would not open the spirit gathering formation for the sake of the monster clan war.
In fact, as long as you tell him about the dissipation of spiritual energy, he will probably give it a try.
But because Ye Guangcheng said that not too many people should know about this matter, otherwise it would spread, and the human clan would be in civil strife before the war between the demon clan started.
Final advice.
It was his last tenderness towards He Cang.
When Ye Guangcheng saw He Cang and the others sailing in front of his warship, he felt uncomfortable all over.
He turned to the weasel and said, "Lingshanzi, please surpass him! Leave him an unmatched figure!"
"Okay, Sect Master."
Weasel started the battleship, started quickly, and drifted hard, leaving Qingyunmen's small flying boat behind.
