Offering Salted Fish To Master

If you **** me and laugh at me, are you a primary school boy? Liao Tingyan said in his heart, you are a big brother, I want to call the character of the master, bullying the novice driver here, there is even a face to say.

She used her abilities again to control the little fruits floating in the air. She has to eat one today!

It's a pity that the ancestor next to her was extremely boring, and he clashed with her. Every time the fruit fell to her mouth, she opened her mouth and was suddenly taken away. Sima Jiao eats her fruit and laughs at her with his eyes.

After trying six times, Liao Tingyan gave up. With a thought, she sent the fruit to Sima Jiao's mouth. Based on her knowledge of this ancestor, he would not ask for it instead.

The fruit fell to Sima Jiao's mouth and he ate it.

Liao Tingyan: "..." I guessed wrong, and I said goodbye.

"Master, like to eat this?" Liao Tingyan smirked.

Sima Jiao: "I don't like it, it's too sweet."

I don't like what the **** you eat!

With a thought of Liao Tingyan, dozens of fruits rushed to Sima Jiao's mouth. Eat, eat for my old lady! Let you eat enough! As a result, before he touched his lips, the fruit just reflected and confused her face.

Damn, so angry. She heard Sima Jiao suddenly laughed next to her, and she thought indifferently, do you think I am teasing you?

She didn't want to care about this elementary school boy. She continued to explore her abilities and gathered a ball of water, trying to make them stick on her face like a mask and wash the juice on her face. She is not very proficient, and carefully controls the water mass, washing back and forth on her face. This feeling is very refreshing. The face is cool and refreshing. After washing the face, it is like a water mask.

Hey, if that's the case, next time you can add some skin care items with the collected spiritual water and let them cover your face. Wouldn't it be a mask? Although the repair base is so high, it seems that there is no need for a mask, but I still want to use it.

She tried to put a flowing water mask on her face, and Sima Jiao raised her hand next to her and lifted it up, "What are you doing?" Why do you want to press the water into such a layer on your face?

Liao Tingyan made another backhand for herself, "Finishing a mask." Suddenly, her hands were itchy, and she also got one on Sima Jiao's face.

Sima Jiao: "Huh?"

"What's the use?"

"Keep your skin moisturized?" Liao Tingyan replied.

Sima Jiao felt that he couldn't figure out what was in his mind again. If you ask her now with the oath of truth, it is probably a strange answer.

Liao Tingyan saw his hand holding the water mask, and the wound was still open. Seeing this wound, she felt a little uncomfortable. She was quiet for a while, and after Sima Jiao closed her eyes again, she surreptitiously put her hand on the emptiness, trying to cure it. She entered a spiritual power and the clay cow entered the sea.

Okay, give up.

But looking at it is too annoying, even if the injury cannot be cured, can't it be bandaged? She remembered the band-aid and decided to make a big band-aid. There is a plant leaf in the kit that I brought in Qinggutian before. A senior who did not remember the name said that bruises can be applied, so wounds should be able to be applied.

She took out the big leaf, cut it off slightly, and attached it to Sima Jiao's wound, and finally covered it with a thin layer of spiritual power, wrapped the leaf and the wound, and made a fantasy world version of the big band-aid.

Suddenly I felt that I was so powerful, I could find countless ways to play by myself.

She closed her eyes and touched her spiritual sense to the outside of the palace again, trying to control it from a distance, but for a moment, the bright red flowers on Bailuya Mountain floated in from the window and was caught by Liao Tingyan. She used her consciousness to control these red petals to squeeze out the juice, and smoothly painted herself a red nail.

Liao Tingyan is playing with his new skills here, but outside because of the fact that the ancestor of Bailuya hasn't moved, he feels frightened.

"Master, today the Taoist Cizang never went to Yunyan Mountain Terrace. Could it be because of yesterday's things that made him unhappy?"

Shi Qianwei was sitting on her jade seat, closing her eyes and practicing. Hearing the question from the disciple, he waved his hand slightly: "If he is unhappy, he will have an attack on the spot yesterday. Based on my understanding of him, I am afraid that something will happen to him today. Closed Bailuya can't come out."

Shi Zhenxu asked, "Master, is there really no way to see what is happening in Bailu Cliff? So, we are very passive."

"Sima Jiao is very aggressive. His territory will never allow any peeping. Do you think we didn't arrange our eyes to enter Bailuya, and there are no other palace veins? But you can see who succeeded, but it was given for nothing. Some lives."

Shi Qianlu’s whole body is full of spiritual energy, and as his breathing rises and falls, he speaks slowly and slowly, with some emotion in his tone: "Who would have thought that a small child that the predecessors thought could be controlled would grow like The appearance of Si, not only got rid of their control, but even swept back so many people, it was truly a terrifying qualification and fierceness. A dying beast is not easy to provoke."

Shi Zhenxu didn't say anything about this. As a junior in the Shi family, he knew many things, and he also had some understanding of the turmoil that occurred five hundred years ago. If it hadn't been for that mistake, they would not be so restrained when confronted with the Taoist Lord Zi Zang.

"Liao Tingyan who asked you to investigate, is there any news?" Shi Qianqi asked.

Shi Zhenxu bowed, "There are already some eyebrows, but we haven't found out who is behind her. Master, maybe we should wait until we find out her identity and have control over her."

Shi Qianqi: "Zhen Xu, you want to be wrong. With her identity, even if she has no handle or control, I don't worry about the people behind her. The only worry is Sima Jiao, and contact with her is not appropriate. Slow. Tomorrow, if Sima Jiao hasn't appeared yet, he will ask Majesty Dong Yang to go to see him, first to test, and secondly to ask him to send us a letter."

Shi Zhenxu said: "Yes, the disciple understands."

Liao Tingyan was hugged and slept for a day. When night came, Sima Jiao opened his eyes and sat on the bedside barefoot for a while. Liao Tingyan looked at him rubbing his forehead and guessed that he might have a brain pain. She had suspected it when she was in Sansheng Mountain. He had a brain disease. This brain disease is not a curse, but an objective description.

She also felt that because his brain hurts too much, he didn't care about the injuries on his hands at all. In comparison, the pain on his hands was nothing compared to that.

He didn't look very good, and he didn't say a word. He stood up and walked over to the pool in the hall. As he walked, he flicked his fingers, and a strong cold air poured into the pool. Seeing that he was about to soak in, Liao Tingyan glanced at his hand and moved quietly. A spirit energy wrapped around and wrapped around his wound.

Sima Jiao paused, raised his hand and glanced. Liao Tingyan used a leaf called Baiyicao to wrap his wounds before, and the spiritual power that is now covered is used to isolate water. He still didn't respond much, and he was immersed in the water.

Liao Tingyan waited for a while, but saw no other reaction from him, and jumped up and slipped out of the palace.

become free!

She threw herself excitedly on the side of the railing, looking at the height below, eager to try, why not try flying here? No, no, it's too high, so try a shorter place. She went to the side steps to test flight, which was easier than she thought.

This body was lighter than ever before, and there was no fear of flying up as an ordinary person in his heart, but he felt happy.

Leaping forward gently, she floated in the air and turned to look at the palace on Bailu Cliff. The gorgeous palace built on the mountain lit up with countless glazed lamps, and the ever-opening flowers and trees swayed, and the setting sun looked like a wonderful sight. Dreamland.

"How can I fly!" Liao Tingyan's eyes lit up, and he flew towards the highest point of the palace, stood on the top of the tallest glazed tower, and looked down at the mountains beyond Bailu Cliff.

In the distance, there is a city where families live in Gengchen Immortal Mansion. The brightly lit lights are similar to the night in the world where she is located, but the various mounts and beasts flying past the sky, as well as the shooting star-like disciples of the sword, make this world exceptionally fantastic.

She sat there alone and looked at the horizon. With her cultivation base high, she could see far away. There were many fairy beasts and birds flying in the sky in other places, and she also saw the sky boats decorated with countless colored silk flowers, and flying carts and horses with strange lanterns.

The strangest thing is a three-story small attic with a garden. It is supported by countless white geese. When flying in the air, the small attic is surrounded by colorful birds. The clearer is crying, and there seems to be some people in the attic. Singing and dancing.

What kind of sky flying pavilion is this, I will enjoy it too much, envy, I want to go up and see.

She only discovered that the sky was quite lively, but she hadn't found it before because she hadn't been able to see that far because of her lack of cultivation, and because the sky at Bailu Cliff was very quiet, and no one dared to fly over here.

Now, she was the only one who dared to fly around here, feeling like a fox and a tiger.

She looked at the height of the drop below, ran two steps forward and jumped down. With the whistling wind in her ears, she was stirred up by the surging flow of clouds, Liao Tingyan stepped on the illusory white smoke and flew to the waterfall below. She passed by the waterfall, stretched her arms across the currents, and picked a flower on the cliff of the waterfall.

She can fly in the sky, step on the tops of trees, ride on the fast-running white deer in the mountains, and catch the cranes flying in the sky, making them scream.

How happy to be a fairy!

Enough play, go down for a meal for now. Although this cultivation base doesn't feel hungry anymore, it's ok to eat something delicious, so I still have to eat dinner.

As usual, the puppets sent her many delicacies, and...a flower note the same as yesterday.

Liao Tingyan's smiling face disappeared in an instant, you fucking, why come again!

She suspected that the pain of her aunt last night was related to the owner of this flower paper. With a heavy heart, I opened the flower note, and it said [Zi Shi, under Bailu Cliff, next to Lanyinghua. If not, your identity will be exposed, and you will not survive for three days. 】

What strange identity do I have? Liao Ting Yanxu, it doesn't feel good, isn't she just an ordinary lucky goose? Why is there still an identity story setting? Generally speaking, this kind of situation is mostly caused by a villain. Now she is thinking about whether the person who sent this flower note is the villain or is she herself the villain?

Just thinking about it, a hand suddenly stretched out behind her and took the Huajian in her hand.

It was Sima Jiao, he was holding the flower paper, and the flower paper was scattered into petals in his hand. After being stepped on by him, it evaporated out of thin air, leaving no debris.

Liao Tingyan looked at his unspeakable face, feeling inexplicably guilty, although she didn't know what she was guilty of.

"You go to the appointment." Sima Jiao said.