The female partner engages in introversion in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 604 Everything Can Be Repaired

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The fairy is beautiful, the fairy wine is delicious, and the fairy fruit is also good, but the face really hurts.

If they dare not leave, the ancestor will probably continue to fight.

Hearing that these male cultivators were about to leave, those fairies came over again and acted like a baby in a soft voice.

"Bao'er, it's not good to stay here with us. Is it because our dancing posture is not beautiful enough or our appearance is not beautiful enough."

The hero is still sad about the beauty pass, let alone these male cultivators are not heroes yet, and they immediately wavered again.

"Of course not, you are very nice, we like it very much."

"Then don't go."

"Good good."

"What a fart." Ancestor Xifeng swears angrily, it's really mud that can't support the wall.

These are not fairies at all, how can there be such a slutty fairy.

Mo Qiong glanced at the direction of Feng Wan, but it was already too late.

"Old Ancestor, stop talking nonsense with them, just slap them."

"it is good."

Patriarch Xifeng decided to say one more word to them, it would be a waste of saliva.

This time, he was really angry, and he shot right and left.

Several monks were beaten into the air, but they were finally woken up.

"Wuuu, Patriarch, let's go, let's go."

"Hmph, keep up."

"Yes Yes."

Seeing that the man was about to leave again, the fairies looked at each other, and finally followed unwillingly.

"Your ancestors are actually jealous that you are young and promising, and you are liked by us.

Don't go so fast, wait for us..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a snap.

Patriarch Xifeng frowned and stared at those women.

"My patriarch hardly hits women, but you guys made me an exception."

The woman who was beaten wanted to scream out loud in pain, but she was afraid that it would affect her beautiful and immortal image.

Ling Yuanzong's disciples didn't dare to hesitate a little now, the ancestor was so anxious that he even beat the fairy.

Feng Wan and Chi Hui have already arrived at Luoxian Terrace.

"Huihui, are you afraid?"

The brilliance of the world in the painting is that the pain and injuries experienced by the people in the painting are all real.

"I'm not afraid." With you, I'm not afraid of anything.

Chi Hui silently added a sentence in her heart.

A life like a carefree young lady is not what she wants. Since meeting Feng Wan, her life has started to be wonderful.

"Okay, let's go."

Feng Wan raised her hand, wrapped her arms around Chi Hui's waist, and jumped down with her.

The indescribable pain made Chi Hui want to kill herself with her own hands, but her heart was beating wildly with excitement.

It's the first time Wanwan took the initiative to get so close to her, she actually hugged her waist, ahhh, she's going to die.

Having been in the tornado for so long, Feng Wan's body became stronger.

The wind under Luoxiantai is dozens of times stronger than the wind blade of the tornado.

Since it is possible to turn the wind spirit of the tornado into one's own use, why can't it be used in the Luoxian Typhoon?
There is nothing impossible, only unthinkable.

Feng Wan recited the formula silently, quickly typed out the formula, and a huge tornado wrapped her and Chi Hui.

Tyrant Lion, who was hiding in the Dragon and Phoenix Hall, stood up excitedly from the small bench.

[Little Wanwan is too curly, is this intended to absorb the wind gust in this painting? 】

Originally, Ba Tianshi felt that it was not good for Feng Wan to fight outside alone, and it was not good for them to hide in the Dragon and Phoenix Palace.

Now he feels that Xiao Wanwan can handle everything by himself.

The ancestor Shangxing also clenched his fist tightly, it's nice to be young.

Watching Wanwan walk along the way, he also grew up a lot.

Under the influence of Wanwan, as long as a little time is wasted, he will start to get anxious.

Buran watched as the divine tornado that protected the master was cut into pieces time and time again, and re-condensed time and time again.

There was undisguised appreciation in his eyes.

It has to be said that both his master and his apprentices have a good eye.

The heart that Chi Hui's guardians had been carrying could be regarded as letting go.

In the beginning, Miss Chi let them enter Feng Wan's Dragon and Phoenix Hall and leave her alone.

They were really terrified, afraid that she might make a mistake.

Now it seems that Feng Wan is stronger than them.

Feng Wan didn't know how many times he failed, but the divine tornado that formed again was finally not cut into pieces.

And it's getting bigger and bigger.

Knowing that she had succeeded, Feng Wan continued to recite the formula silently, absorbing the huge wind energy in the wind gust.

The Ling Yuanzong disciples standing on Luoxiantai were hesitant and tangled at the moment.

"Old Ancestor, the wind gusts down here are too dangerous, we can only go down to a dead end."

"That's right, it's called Luoxiantai, which means that even immortals can't bear it."

"There's a lot of nonsense, if you don't dance, this ancestor can help you."

Patriarch Xifeng kicked down a monk beside him.

"Ah." Before it hurt, the monk yelled out in fright.

But the imaginary pain did not come, and the scene changed, and he returned to reality.

The monk was a little confused, came back so easily?

Soon, other Ling Yuanzong monks also returned to reality.

They also did not experience the pain of cutting flesh and bone.

Mo Qiong asked Patriarch Xifeng in confusion.

"Old Ancestor, what's going on here?" How could it not hurt at all.

"It should be Feng Wan who broke the wind gust below Luoxiantai, that's why we returned to the real world so smoothly."

Mo Qiong nodded, yes, Feng Wan and Chi Hui jumped down first.

With such an excellent Feng Wan, she probably won't be able to keep up.

But even if she knows that she can't be as good as her, she still has to keep chasing after her.

"Oh, my stomach hurts."

"My stomach hurts too."

"Could it be beaten by the ancestor? No, the ancestor slapped the face. How could he have a stomachache? Are you pretending?"

"We didn't, ugh."

More than a dozen male cultivators threw themselves to the ground one after another, and began to retch. This symptom is similar to that of a pregnant woman.

"You don't have it, do you?"

"Bah, you're the only one who has it, we're yellow flowers... Bah, bah, we're men, how could we have it, vomit."

"I also know that you don't have that function, but you look so much alike now.

Patriarch, Fairy Mo Qiong, let's see what's going on with them, shall we? "

According to their performance in the world in the painting, Mo Qiong really doesn't want to care about them.

But after all, they are from the same door, Mo Qiong still intends to go up to check them.

An alchemist is also equivalent to half a doctor, and some minor problems are not bad.

But when he was still a few steps away from them, Mo Qiong couldn't move any further, which was too stinky.

Mo Bao came here with Mo Qiong, and the smell made him throw himself into Mo Qiong's arms.

"Sister, don't go there, it smells too bad."

The dozen or so monks who were vomiting felt even more aggrieved when they heard Mo Bao's disgust.

They are considered patients now, so don't hit them anymore, okay?

"Ah, look, what did he spit out?"

　Babies, come here, please feed!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)