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Yaya is clever and nods. She will always be a good girl in front of her sister.
Deal with all kinds of things, and return to Tu Shan with all the people. Today, she came to Yang’s rescue. To be honest, the influence is not very good, and I don’t know if the Aidan League will move on Tu Shan.
Moreover, the tree of bitterness still suppresses a person. She is not afraid that the other party will make small moves.
……
Half a day later, Lu Chen saw the familiar scenery again. In April, the spring breeze was warm and the flowers were blooming.
Lu Chen’s eyes can see those little flower demons in the sea of flowers happy and tired.
It seems that the mental state is good. It just takes more than a hundred years to practice in one stage. In the past, I don’t know if the work efficiency of the flower demons has dropped.
Playing in the flower field, the little flower demons suddenly shuddered inexplicably, and their heads were like bad feelings.
A small flower demon with chrysanthemum on his head wondered to himself, "What’s the matter? Suddenly I feel a bad cold in my heart? It’s very quiet that the Great Devil has been closed all these years. "
Next to him, a lily demon poked him and pointed to the sky. "The Great Devil is back. She didn’t close it!" "
Chrysanthemum demon looked up at the line of sight, but there was no Yaya devil, but a little boy in black was locked, and he was trembling.
On this day, he remembered the fear of being dominated by the real demon king and the humiliation of not being able to resist.
Lu Chen naturally didn’t know that the little flower demons changed in their hearts at this time and Red Sister entered Tu Shan.
Tu Shan Honghong didn’t stay because she had a lot of things to do. She also felt that her little sister might have a lot to talk to Xiao Sunset privately, so she was well-advised to leave.
Yaya seems a little reluctant to go. I still don’t want to make the light bulb when I see my little sister looking forward to it.
Painting pear clothes and pulling Lu Chen’s hand, Tu Shan walked through the streets and alleys and revisited the old place. Now the two look like their sisters pulling their little brothers.
Came to the cemetery behind Tu Shan and stopped at a tombstone in Luchen.
"It’s only a hundred years, but you’re still enjoying your old age."
Lu Chen sighed with emotion that the tombstone in front of him was a little Taoist Xiao Fan, who had no "boyfriend" in his previous life in Tu Shan. Xiao Fan was one of them who often got together to drink and say bad things when they were adults.
Xiao Fan doesn’t have any good talent in cultivation, but he has lived a very fulfilling life as a "person" day in Tu Shan.
It’s a pity that I couldn’t get my sister to keep my offspring, but Xiaofan doesn’t seem to care much about this Tu Shan.
No one here discriminates against him. Everyone talks to him. He died in his sleep at the age of nineteen.
"This altar wine was left to you by Xiaofan."
Draw a pear coat and take out a jar. It looks like it’s many years old. The stickers on the outside are a little fuzzy, but the mud seal is very tight
Lu Chen took the jar and remembered the past. When drinking, Xiao Fan said that he was always embarrassed to drink his wine. He was going to brew an jar of wine himself to drink together.
This wine was brewed for many years and died before it became Lu Chen.
When this jar of wine becomes Lu Chen, it will be buried in the ground, and Lu Chen will share it after his resurrection in the afterlife.
But in the past 100 years, Lu Chen has not been reincarnated, but he has died of old age
Lu Chen patted the mud to seal this altar of wine that has spanned a hundred years. After all, it is in the throat.
Fragrant, spicy, and the faint warm current. This is a kind of spirit wine. Although it is not Jialing wine, it is a small one that saves from life and slowly collects materials to brew.
"It’s delicious"
Lu Chen drank half of it and left it at the grave. "Xiao Fan, this is the best drink I have ever had. You and I will drink it together."
It didn’t bother him to sit in front of his grave for a moment and paint pear clothes.
After a while, Lu Chen got up and took the pear-painting clothes away.
The past is the present, the present is the present, and the present is the end.
"Where’s Aunt Feng Xi?"
Liu Chen looked at Tu Shan face change and asked.
"Aunt Qing Li, the commander of the silver moon Guard, was put on the tree by Red Sister at this time."
Painting pears and dressing up this is also a depression. After all, Feng Xi has gone the same way. They don’t know what it is.
Even though Feng Xi has been locked up in red, she has never revealed the reason. She said that she has seen through the cruelty of the tree of bitterness.
She didn’t see the battle between Honghong and Fengxi, and even Yaya didn’t know about it. Elder sister may know about it, but she didn’t tell others.
"You are busy sleeping, aren’t you?"
Lu Chen teased.
"It’s good to sleep. You can get stronger when you lie down."
Painting pear clothes and smiling skillfully.
Lu Chen was silent "I’m sorry"
He knew it was because he didn’t paint pears and clothes, and he had been practicing in his dreams because of chatting.
Painted pear clothes pinched Lu Chen’s face. "It’s funny that you look so deep. If you really feel sorry, why don’t we discuss it?"
Liu Chen leng leng looked at painted pear clothes "you also come! ？”
Painted pear clothes look like a little girl at this time, but the strength of her demon power, Tu Shan, I’m afraid, is second only to red, and her spiritual attribute is close to 100 points.
In addition, Lu Chen felt that he might not be able to beat his wife when he saw the skill of painting pears and clothes before Yang Jiashi.
What have you learned from painting pear clothes in the dream of a thousand years? Even he can’t understand the transformation of reality and reality.
Painting pear clothes bulged and pretended not to be happy, and turned away. "Why don’t you want to accompany me to learn?"
Lu Chen immediately looked "happy!"
A big battle broke out at the junction of Longwan Beach in Tushan East.
Reversal of the rotation of stars, the sun and the moon by seawater and sand tide, illusory reality confusion
Ten minutes later, Lu Chen looked at his finger and painted pear clothes on his forehead. He raised his hands and said, "Surrender!"
Of course, he was upset at losing to others, except in front of him, when his eyes were full of surprises.