The disciples of Taixu Sect going up and down the mountain saw a woman in purple kidnapping a crane, and forced the crane to carry her down the mountain.
At first, the crane resisted vigorously, but then it suddenly became docile for some reason, spread its wings and carried the woman in purple down the mountain.
Lin Yun stood on the back of the crane, with a tall and beautiful figure, his long hair tied high and flying in the wind, and his crooked eyes greeted the monks passing by.
"Hi~"
When the other party saw it was her, he looked frightened and shouted: "Lin Yun is here, everyone, run away!"
Hearing this, the nearby sword cultivator stepped on his sword as fast as he could, and flew away like the string of an arrow.
She stretched out a finger to scratch her head, confusion flowing in her eyes: "Why are they so afraid of me? Have I done anything? No."
Nothing was done, but now their direct disciples were either running to the latrine or on the way to the latrine.
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A tall and a short figure walked out of a sparsely populated alley.
When we walked to a crowded place, the women passing by stared at one of them intently. One woman was so obsessed with watching that she bumped into a pillar.
Lin Yun glanced at the flirting man next to him. Wouldn't it be nice to hang on to her like Dabai? He had to come out.
After walking for a while, several women came up to chat with him.
Just as the front foot sent away one, another one came with the back foot.
Lin Yun had no choice but to take out his trump card, raised his head and looked at Long Hao: "Dad, how about you agree to her? Anyway, you have killed ninety-nine mothers, so why not round up the number."
Three black lines slid down Long Hao's forehead. His broad palms went up her back and pinched her neck: "You really want to find a stepmother?"
The woman who struck up a conversation didn't believe it at first, but when she saw the evil aura emanating from Long Hao, she waved her hands and said, "Forget it, forget it, my life is as fragile as a pancake. I'd better let a woman with a strong life take care of this stepmother."
After saying that, he picked up the hem of his skirt and ran away, fearing that he would be killed on the spot if he was slow.
There happened to be a stall selling masks next to him. Lin Yun opened his hand and walked to the stall. He glanced at the various masks and finally selected a smiling mask.
After paying the spirit stone, he turned around and handed it to him: "Put it on, you shouldn't come out, it will hinder traffic."
Long Hao lowered his eyes and glanced: "I won't wear this ugly thing."
"It's not up to you." Lin Yun stood on tiptoes and quickly pressed the mask on his face. He ducked behind him, pinched two straps with his fingers and tied a bow in twos.
"Why don't you tie your hair?"
"Trouble." The covered sword eyebrows twisted in dissatisfaction. He raised his hand to take off the mask, but the girl's next words made him stop.
"If you take it off, I will forcefully call you back to the contract space."
The effect of the mask was revealed, and no woman came forward to strike up a conversation. Lin Yun led a man who put on an air conditioner into a shop selling weapon refining materials.
It took half an hour to come out. When they came out, the shopkeeper with a smile on his face was following behind them.
"Little fellow Taoist, walk slowly, you must come next time!"
Lin Yun turned her back to him and made an OK gesture. She glanced at the storage bag with her consciousness. It was filled with materials. The ice crystals originally placed there were transferred to the space bracelet.
"I didn't expect that one ice crystal could exchange for so many materials." The materials have been prepared and I hope they can be refined before the next competition.
Before going back, Lin Yun made some inquiries, went to the bank, and divided the spiritual stones in the Zika into seven parts.
Then he walked into a clothing store with a man who was getting increasingly air-conditioned. He looked at the mature and charming woman who was doing the abacus and said, "Beautiful sister, can you customize clothes here?"
The woman suddenly raised her head: "What did you call me?"
"Beautiful sister," she repeated. This title shouldn't be offensive, right? Could it be that the other person is younger than herself?
"Ah! After living for one hundred and fifty-two years, I didn't expect that I, Xu Sanniang, could still hear someone calling me beautiful sister." She floated to Lin Yun like a ghost.
"Little girl, what kind of clothes do you want to wear? My sister will make them for you for free."
Lin Yun's eyes shone, and there was such a good thing. He smiled sweetly and said: "Beauty sister, the style I made is a bit special. I will draw it for you, and you can just follow it."
"Do you have pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"
"Come with my sister."
Xu Sanniang led the two of them to a side room for guests to rest temporarily. After a while, someone brought pen, ink, paper and inkstones.
Lin Yun used a ruler to hold down the rice paper and picked up a pen to draw the clothing styles that came to mind.
Looking at the style quickly sketched on the paper, Xu Sanniang's eyes became more and more interested: "This is the first time I have seen the style you drew, but if it is worn outside..."
Not even the women in brothels wear so little.
"These are pajamas for sleeping, not for outside."
"I see."
Lin Yun drew five sets of pajamas in one breath, and also drew two small bellybands.
"Puch~" Xu Sanniang looked at the pattern on her bellyband and laughed: "Little girl, your aesthetics are very unique, I like it very much."
The man who had been silent since entering the room suddenly said: "I want it too."
The brush in Lin Yun's hand shook, and the ink dripped onto the paper and spread freely, creating what looked like an ink-colored flower.
"Why do you, a grown man, wear a bellyband? I never knew you had such a perverted hobby!"
"Who wants a bellyband!"
"Then what do you want?"
"The clothes should be made of the best fabrics." The handsome face under the mask flashed a hint of unnaturalness. His clothes were all in the world, and the clothes he was wearing now were transformed from dragon scales.
Lin Yun looked at the dark robe on his body and realized that he always wore this outfit every time he came out. He turned around and continued painting.
After a quarter of an hour, put down the pen.
"Beautiful sister, these are made of the best materials."
Xu Sanniang said: "The best clothing materials cannot be given for free. My sister must at least charge a cost price."
"Okay, I won't let my beautiful sister suffer." With a thought, six spiritual plants appeared in the air, and the spiritual fire quickly enveloped them. After melting, Lin Yun raised his hand and pinched them, and ten crystal white pills floated neatly. .
The whole process only takes ten breaths.
Pointing her finger in the direction of Xu Sanniang, the elixir floated over: "Five-grade beauty elixir, please give priority to the beautiful sister to make our clothes."
She deliberately lowered her level to avoid damaging other people's shops and having to pay for spiritual stones.
Xu Sanniang's eyes were full of brilliance and she was not polite. After accepting it, she said: "No problem, I'll make arrangements immediately after measuring the size."
A wooden ruler appeared in his hand, which he measured for Lin Yun and looked at Long Hao who was sitting there.
"This young master is yours."
Long Hao stood up, but when Xu Sanniang wanted to get closer, she was suddenly blocked by a force and couldn't get past him. She looked at Lin Yun blankly.
How is this going?
