New White Snake Asking Immortals

"What a wonderful meeting."

Bai Yujun found it more and more interesting, the folding fan shook and squinted and smiled, not only the rainbow fairy who made the dragon feel very beautiful, but also the remnant soul of the stone statue. Since the idiot can escape alive, could it be that he can't see more in the shadows? How many remnants escaped?

When he was thinking wildly, the pearl jade curtain was lifted from the outside.

I saw a saucy gentleman like a spring breeze blowing into the door, yes, like a spring breeze in the field.

Sang Chao, who was at the same table, glared angrily and hated to kill him with a sword. Judging by the clothes, he should be from the same Sang family, but the matter between the children of the aristocratic clansmen could not be understood by ordinary people.

"Sanamata!"

Bai Yujun looked curiously at Sang Chao who was gnashing his teeth, and then looked at the unfortunate man named Sangmao who was taken away. It seemed that Sang Chao didn't know that Sangmao was no longer his Sangmao, and the buns were still the same ones. It is also the original recipe, but the taste of the buns has changed.

The monkey thinks of the wind-pulling carriage, which is very durable...

The guy named Sanmata is a lingering ghost actually knows romance, holding exquisite hair accessories in his hands, and the hair accessories flickering with high-quality rune materials. Obviously, the remnant soul of the black stone statue doesn't care about squandering the main assets in front of his body. The purpose is not pure to use treasures that can make Fan Xian feel the heart of robbery.

Huang Yu took a deep breath and closed his eyes, unwilling to look at it any longer. Those present didn't care about the life and death of mortals.

The hair accessories are fluorescent and tempting, but unfortunately Fairy Hong doesn't care about this.

"Fairy, this thing is..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fairy Hong interrupted indifferently.

"Young Master Sangmata, we are holding a meeting here today, please don't delay fellow Taoists in appraising treasures."

"What the fairy said is very true, but this hair accessory is really..."

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a gray demon monkey wearing a hood and clothes, and the show of diligence stopped abruptly. The face that was originally warm like a spring breeze was savagely twisted, staring fiercely at the monkey as if he wanted to rush over and kill.

Immediately, many people present remembered that a demon monkey seemed to have played with Mr. Sangmata not long ago. What Sangmata hated was that the monkey held a golden hoop and smashed the stone statue into pieces, almost killing him.

The monkey scratched its head, its flower hat crooked.

The carriage boy suddenly changed from gentle to vicious too quickly, and he was a little uncomfortable.

"Squeak, I haven't seen enough of your sassy bag before, could you please change back?"

"..."

Everyone heard the words and even suspended the exchange of treasures. Even Fairy Hong looked at the monkey. Bai Yujun felt that the monkey suddenly became very naughty. What happened between them?

Sang Chao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the rumors about the carriage.

Turning his head to look at Bai Yujun, he still remembers that it was rumored that the demon monkey had a treasure with a generator spirit.

Not only Sang Chao remembered it, but everyone present knew about the demon monkey beating Sang Yu. There is no wall in the world that is impermeable to the wind, not to mention that there were countless onlookers watching foreign objects from the sky at that time, and they were more concerned about that treasure.

Sangmao stared at the monkey sullenly.

"Evil, where is your good friend now?"

His narrow eyes looked at a certain white who was disguised as a man. Although he was amazed, he didn't care. He wanted to seek revenge from the white dragon, but there was no clue. Only the demon monkey was related to the white dragon, but he couldn't make a mess of it. Everyone knows it, otherwise he will have nothing to do with looking for Bai Long.

"Squeak, guess what~"

The monkey's two hands pulled the monkey's mouth so long that there was pulp left between the teeth.

"I……"

Almost suffocated himself with a mouthful of old blood.

A certain white suddenly raised a large copper stove with dried blood and slapped it, and greeted the stage.

The bronze furnace is beautiful, with dragon carvings and phoenix gods and beasts blessing, but for some reason the dragon-shaped sculpture on the copper furnace fell off and disappeared, and the gap seems to have just been savagely cut off recently.

"This young master is a fire-type immortal weapon made of fire iron. It contains the fire of the earth and the fire of burning the city. It is very precious. If you want, please add some immortal herbs and elixir."

"..."

The tense atmosphere instantly collapsed like a bubble, and the momentum dissipated.

Bai Yujun has no interest in whether the remnant soul of the black stone statue is malicious or not. The main goal of this trip is to find the remains of the dragon family, and the secondary goal is to eat the fairy grass, and the rest depends on the mood.

The few loose immortals who wanted to stop Sangmao could not laugh or cry, but the little girl who disguised herself as a man did the right thing. Today is an exchange and tasting conference rather than a stage.

but……

Isn't it inappropriate to take blood-stained treasures openly, can't you just wipe them a little?

Sangmao looked at Bai Yujun next to the monkey, but didn't see it was Bai Long, but he suddenly restrained his aura and sat down again politely and politely, as if it wasn't him who was arguing just now.

"Let's continue to appraise the treasure, may I ask you ... son, does this treasure have a name?"

"name?"

A white good-looking Danfeng blinked.

"What is the name of the weapon, what is in the sky, yin and yang, is not tired, and you don't need to name it, you can call it a stove, or a stove that burns the sky and boils the sea, or a stove that burns the qin and boils the crane. "

"..."

For a moment, the immortal grass holder suddenly didn't want to exchange, even if the treasure was good.

Fairy Hong glanced at a certain white playfully.

A certain Bai opened the folding fan and shook it, and the words Yushu Linfeng stood out.

Good-looking eyebrows raised at Fairy Hong, especially obvious molesting. In the past, it is true that there were no one who molested Fairy Hong, and the end was extremely miserable, so after all those who dared to pursue this fairy were famous, today, suddenly there is another one, But Fairy Hong just smiled and didn't get angry.

Everyone present felt that it was normal, and it was difficult to arouse anger when being molested by a beautiful and pure beauty.

Suddenly, Sang Mata took out a red sword from his gorgeous brocade robe, which swept through the hall with thick and fiery heat, as expected of the children of the Sang family, a local tyrant in the world.

"This is the Molten Fire Sword, is it possible to exchange your Dustfall Immortal Grass?"

The young man glanced at Sanamata and shook his head very simply.

"No change."

"Why don't you change it? You must know that the value of the molten fire sword is far more than the dust-falling fairy grass!"

"I just don't want to change if there is no reason. Young Master Sangmata, please don't bother, please respect the rules of the exchange meeting."

"You... ok, fine."

What surprised Bai Yujun was that the remnant soul of the black stone statue actually endured it. Thinking about it, it was normal. After all, the people who can enjoy tea and communicate indifferently here are all the children of various families, and no one is afraid of anyone. A certain Bai is more curious about the remnant soul of the stone statue. Why did he come here after winning the house? He and the monkey were the ones who came in late, so he must not have received the invitation.

Could it be that he, like himself and the monkey, was attracted by the breath of fairy grass?

Dust-falling fairy grass is beneficial to improve physical fitness.

Suddenly ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Bai Yujun found that she had found something interesting. It must be that although she succeeded in seizing the house, the rules of heaven will not change. Everyone knows the functions of soul-soul fit and dust-suppressing fairy grass, but who can know if there are other functions?

Qianqian touched Guangjie's chin with a thin hand, rolled his eyes, and saw that his morality seemed to be very weak, otherwise he would have killed the Quartet long ago and swallowed his breath.

Sang Chao, who was sitting next to him, suddenly spoke.

"Strange, Sanmata seems to be different from before. It doesn't seem to be any different, but I always feel that something is wrong..."

Sometimes intuition is more accurate than what you see.

Unsurprisingly, in the end, the fairy grass was exchanged by Fairy Hong with a fairy weapon. The kid was very happy. Maybe he originally planned to use the fairy grass to meet the legendary Fairy Hong, but he was able to overcome the fairy tribulation but failed to pass the beauty test.

Poke the monkey with the elbow.

The dark poke makes a look that immediately understands everything.