After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

The next second, Qiao Wan's eyes darkened, and she completely fell into the strange space in the compass.

When he opened his eyes again, Qiao Wan found himself falling.

There is a void all around.

Underneath, there was a blazing ground fire, and with a hula, clusters of sparks exploded, causing the entire void to blaze red.

The scene is like purgatory.

At that moment, Qiao Wan's scalp became numb, and she quipped

Five-element compass, five-element compass. She could almost foresee what was coming to greet her in the back!

Help! ! !

It was a pity that there was no one in this space, and no one could hear her call of despair.

At that moment, Qiao Wan deeply felt that she was like a barbecue in free fall.

Shila-

Roast meat into the pot.

At the moment when the flames came up, the dragon pattern on the corner of the eye lit up, and a familiar white five-clawed dragon appeared with a whistling sound.

Qiao Wan's eyes lit up, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, she shrunk into the dragon shadow! !

Dragon belongs to water, water overcomes fire.

She is a dragon of the dragon scale, and she is also a royal dragon with the surname Ao, so it shouldn't be a problem, right? Qiao Wan thought uncertainly.

Tongue of fire licked.

The white dragon with a sturdy figure and strong fingers and claws wrapped around him, with a wagging tail, turned into a curling white smoke in the raging fire.

Qiao Wan, who stepped on the air and fell directly into the fire, gritted her teeth expressionlessly, she knew it!

In the Qingyang Academy in the distance.

The young man holding the booklet: "Ah...Ahie!"

The fellow Confucian Xiu: "Junior Brother Gan, are you all right?"

"It's okay!" The boy blushed, waved his hands, and quickened his pace, "Let's go, Elder Cao is still waiting."

Waiting for the fellow Confucian Xiu to lift his feet and continue to walk forward, the young man blinked his sparkling eyes, and thoughtfully touched the dragon scales around the corner of his eyes, and a faint hotness rose from his fingertips.

Yes... Did something happen to my little sister again?

Gan Nan thought blankly, and a worried look appeared on his face.

Since the separation from Qiao Wan in Kunshan, the Deed of Dragon Scales has been lit up many times during this period of time.

After forming a contract of dragon scales, the two sides resonated with each other, so he could vaguely feel the situation on Qiao Wan's side.

The deed of dragon scales fluctuated so frequently, Gan Nan hugged the tablet tightly and said in a dejected heart.

After the little sister went down the mountain, it was definitely not going well, but unfortunately he was still too trashy, and this dragon scale contract was useless at all!

Because he was too weak, he wanted to participate in the Three Religions Dharma Conference and was brought back by Senior Brother Duan, let alone the Kunshan Fellowship Conference a few months later.

Uh ah ah!

The more Gan Nan thought about it, the more desperate he became, and he covered his face with one hand. A man's self-esteem was like being thrown into a frying pan to fry, and it was extremely tormented.

Although he was a bit sloppy, he still has his own temper and man's self-esteem! But now that little sister is suffering, he can't do anything.

"Junior Brother Gan?" Confucian Xiu stopped in front of him with a bewildered expression, and glanced at the young man who was inexplicably depressed.

The young man snapped back to his senses, and stumbled over with the booklet in his arms.

"I'm coming!"

Sure enough, you still have to practice hard!

Holding the book tightly, Gan Nan silently clenched his fist against his chest and made up his mind again.

Just like what Qiao Wan said, be a big hang in punching the solitary sword Xie Xingzhi and kicking the sick sword Lu Bihan!

Lu Cixian disappeared.

Fang Lingqing took out the jade card with a heavy expression.

The little red dot on the jade plaque symbolizing Lu Cixian, although it was still lit, stopped in one place and did not move its nest for several hours.

He went to look around with Qi Feidao, but found nothing.

Lu Cixian, such a big living person, disappeared out of thin air and disappeared in place? !

"How?"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Qi Feidao holding his chest, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you have any clues?"

Fang Lingqing shook his head.

Although Lu Cixian disappeared, to be honest, he was not particularly worried.

Thinking of Lu Cixian's little white face and the series of broken legs, Fang Lingqing deeply felt that his worries were completely unnecessary.

What's more, this is an illusion, even if Lu Cixian "dies", the big deal is to be sent back to Huazuo Peak.

The only thing that hurts Fang Lingqingdan more is that Lu Cixian is his teammate. If he "dies", it will be too difficult to leave him alone.

Although Lu Cixian is a bit annoying, Fang Lingqing reluctantly admits that it is quite cool to brush people's heads with him.

Maybe it was because the pain in his face was too obvious, Qi Feidao seemed to think of something, put down his hand again with a heavy expression, and patted his shoulder, with a hint of sympathy and worry in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Lu has a natural appearance on his guitar, and there may be another adventure."

Then, his gaze moved down subtly one by one.

Fang Lingqing jumped up like a burning **** and glared angrily: "I have nothing to do with Lu Cixian!!"

What's with the gaze of the widow who comforted her dead husband? Who cares about Lu Cixian, who is paralyzed and has broken sleeves! It's disgusting! He didn't care about this disgusting dead cuff!

On the peak of the flower seat.

A white light swayed near the entrance to the illusion.

Chu Tongzheng stepped out with a confused look, and after a second of stunned, he subconsciously touched his chest.

It's okay not to touch, but with this touch, Lu Cixian's sword appeared in front of him again.

Chu Tongzheng felt aggrieved and let go of his hand.

Lu Cixian, you bastard!

It's a pity that she still wanted to accompany him to go through fire and water, travel through thousands of mountains, wash hands and make soup for him alone, and hug him tightly in the lantern of Mu Xue!

The disciples of Guangming Temple, who were guarding the entrance to the illusion, were shocked.

He has been guarding this illusion for a day, and has seen many monks who have been teleported out.

There are those who have a confused look and haven't found out that they have returned to the west, those who are so angry that they want to rush back to the show with their swords drawn, or those who are lost and have resentment on their heads.

Originally, there were only a few female cultivators, but suddenly she came out with a skin better than snow, a peach-blossom face, and a very beautiful female cultivator, which was already quite eye-catching.

Unexpectedly, after this female Taoist came out, she didn't do anything, just touched her chest with one hand, blinked her eyelashes, bit her lower lip, and burst into tears? !

The disciple of the Guangming Temple who guarded the gate tentatively took a step forward and asked, "This fellow Daoist?"

What's wrong with her, didn't she just **** him off before? Chu Tongzheng grabbed the hem of his skirt and stomped his feet unwillingly: "Lu Cixian, you heartless man!"

The gatekeeper disciple was more than shocked. Hearing these three familiar words was simply shocking!

Taking a closer look at the female cultivator in front of her, it was even more terrifying.

Why does the female Taoist friend in front of her look so similar to the one on the photo-taking stone?

The movement here finally caught the attention of the others on the side. I don't know who's eyes widened and shouted: "Isn't this the one on the photo stone?!"

"Which one? Which one is on the Shadow Stone?!"

"That's it! The one with Lu Cixian!"

With a loud shout, everyone next to the fantasy world looked over with a clatter, and when they saw Chu Tongzheng, they were all startled.

It really is!

Thinking of the picture that was cut out at the critical moment, everyone in Huaza Peak couldn't help sighing.

The atmosphere is so good, whether to do it or not to do it is a quasi-confidence!

But when they saw Chu Tongzheng, everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Isn't it still you and me in the fantasy? Why are you crying?

The girl whimpered: "Lu Cixian, you heartless man!"

Negative man? !

- What's the matter? broke up?

——Could it be that this fellow Daoist is unwilling to take a step at the door, and Lu Cixian has come to be strong?

——Lu Cixian was so powerful that he made this fellow Taoist cry?

At this moment, a squeak of the wheels running over the ground and the clatter of the Buddha beads collided in sync.

From a distance, I can only see a disfigured black-faced evil spirit walking along with a Buddha who has conquered the country and the city.

There is nothing to see about the photo stone. It seems that a group of young idiots are killing you and me together.

The various ways of dying were appalling, so stupid that Ma Huaizhen scoffed, looking at it, the evil spirit didn't know what to think, he raised his lips and showed a slight smile, and looked at Yuan Liu, the tall man pushing the wheelchair. Couldn't help shivering.

Maybe it was boring to watch, Ma Huaizhen shouted lazily, and asked Yuan Liu to push the wheelchair and ask Venerable Miaofa to turn around together.

Then, I came across this scene so unexpectedly, and after hearing such a conversation, it was Ma Huaizhen, who couldn't help but pay attention to Miaofa's reaction.

Although it was the first time to have contact with the famous Venerable Miaofa, in this short period of time, Ma Huaizhen had already figured out the opponent's temperament.

This Venerable, seems to be quite concerned about that Lu Cixian?

The Buddha really cared about the man named Lu Cixian, and his footsteps stopped unconsciously.

The words "Lu Cixian was so powerful that he made this fellow Daoist cry" was so smooth that it poured into his ears.

In front of the scene in front of the flower seat peak, Ma Huaizhen's disfigured half face twitched subtly.

The little novice, who was following behind Miaofa with Yuan Liu, glanced at the beautiful venerable venerable man, and again, shivering, adhering to the faith of Buddhism's compassion, he quickly put his palms together and gestured, thinking deeply.

Fairy Qiao, don't come out.

Once you come out, even if the World-Honored One is alive, it may not be able to save you.

Amitabha.

At the moment of falling into the raging fire, Qiao Wan hurriedly used her spiritual power to protect her internal organs and bones.

When he landed, the fire raged around his body.

Pain Pain!

As soon as the flames hit the skin, Qiao Wan's complexion was suddenly twisted in pain, and her eyes were so smoked that she couldn't open her eyes.

Into the eyes can only see the endless fire, like waves of waves.

Zhang Zhiyi's five-element compass should be a small space that exists independently. As long as it is a small space, it is possible to break it.

Then... find it now.

If you want to find the "gap" that can break through this space, you must move forward. However, in the current situation, every step you take is not a good feeling.

The soles of his feet were scorched, and the flesh was sticking to the ground. Every time he lifted his feet, the flesh and blood were torn off abruptly.

The soles of the feet are especially sensitive, and the pain is piercing.

Especially when the tongue of fire caught Jinpeng's big wings, Qiao Wan burst into tears silently in her heart, regretting the beginning.

I knew she wouldn't be so big! She is sore now!

Just going like this is never a problem.

The pain was too much, and Qiao Wan's mind flashed.

The fire in Zhang Zhiyi's compass is different from ordinary fire. The fire contains a little spiritual energy, which is specially used to deal with monks.

When she was refining skins before, although she cooked herself in an iron pot, the most important thing was to add spiritual herbs and elixir to the pot to absorb the spiritual energy in the concoction.

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Wan sat down and started refining the skin first.

With the previous experience of stewing myself in a cast iron pot, this time charcoal grilling myself is not too difficult.

After going through this period, Qiao Wan was surprised to find that not only did she not feel the pain, but she also subtly felt a hearty feeling of steaming in a sauna.

This body of flesh is like porcelain that has been pushed into a kiln. It burns very smoothly and delicately. Sweat seeps out of the skin, and the next second, it is licked by the tongue of fire.

But unlike fragile bottles and jars, the flesh is particularly tough and elastic after burning.

Qiao Wan freed a hand and clenched it tightly.

Not only that, she seemed to feel that her whole body was more plump and even.

With the blessing of refining skin, the road ahead will be much easier.

Going forward, the fire became smaller, and there was a rush of water in my ears.

This is next, the water in the gold, wood, water, fire and soil!