On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Ning Qingqing calmly and seriously told Yun Shuimiao: "He can't do it!"

This is a fact. She ingested Xie Wuwang's pheromone, but could not produce spores at all.

He has no reproductive function, she has tried it herself.

As a friendly mushroom, it is of course necessary to remind the latecomers-it is like when the spores are floating in the wind and marching forward together, and the fast-flying spores find that there is scorched earth in front of them, and they will promptly signal to everyone behind to make an emergency landing. Make an emergency landing in time to avoid falling into the pit together.

One reason!

At this time, the spores in the back will try to shake their heads, grateful to the unlucky ghost in front of them.

Ning Qingqing tilted her head slightly, waiting for Yun Shuimiao's thanks.

However, Yun Shuimiao didn't seem to be a polite person. She didn't mean to thank herself at all, and her face was very ugly, like a gloomy dye tank.

Forget it, don't care about lower creatures.

Ning Qingqing rolled her eyes away, and realized afterwards that the lively and noisy atmosphere floating in the giant hall had completely stagnated.

For a moment, even the slightly swaying lamp shadow stopped.

The pupils of the celestial monarchs trembled slightly, and in the palm of the sky Dinghai, the wine in the cup rippled in circles.

The calm eyes quickly exchanged—heard it wrong?

"Puff—" An unusually thin, tall man with a small beard spit out a sip of wine.

Futuzi looked at his colleagues sympathetically.

This monk Hu is the left front envoy Bai Yunzi pulled up by Xie Wuwang with his hand. This person has only one tendon from his head to his butt, and he has always been unable to hold back words and emotions.

After spraying the wine, Bai Yunzi realized that everyone was looking at him, so he worked hard to take on the heavy duty of haha ​​for Daojun and revitalize the atmosphere.

He laughed loudly: "Puff...hahahaha! I laughed so hard at me, Daoist ahhahahaha—"

His original intention was to praise Mrs. Daoist for being humorous and daring to make jokes about Mrs. Daoist, but his vocabulary was not enough and the pressure was a little bit heavy, so such a sentence popped out.

As soon as this statement came out, the huge Qianyuan Palace was even more silent.

Baiyunzi scratched his head in a shame.

I am most afraid of the sudden silence.

I am even more afraid that when the atmosphere is suddenly quiet, there is only your voice.

What's even scarier than this is that when your voice disappears, the atmosphere is even quieter than before.

Bai Yunzi: "..."

Shake the horoscope beard, then shake it again.

He found that he seemed to have done a stupid thing, did not dare to look in Xie Wuwang's direction, and looked at Ning Qingqing with a smile, trying to remedy: "Please forgive me, my subordinates are definitely not a joke!"

Everyone: "..."

It’s not Mrs. Jokes, but Dao Jun is jokes?

The corners of the celestial monarchs' mouths twitched, and they sympathized with this fool.

Xie Wuzuo smiled quietly, Crow's long eyelashes cast a circle of shadows, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be blue. His body was slightly slanted, he looked lazy and indifferent, and the cup in his hand did not sway.

The people around are like a group of snails with their tentacles retracted into their shells, afraid to breathe.

Ning Qingqing looked at Bai Yunzi.

She felt the other party's apology and immediately calmed down and said kindly: "It's okay, I have tried my best, and it won't work for a long time."

All immortals: "..."

Bai Yunzi: "..."

The wife was talking to him, and she couldn't answer if she didn't reply. After holding back for a while, Bai Yunzi held out a sentence: "You have worked hard."

All the people present couldn't help asking the questions of the soul-why should I have more ears? Why should I be here?

A light chuckle suddenly appeared in the silent hall.

Gentle, cool and indifferent.

Only one person dared to laugh at the moment.

He smiled, everyone hurriedly exhaled the muddy breath between their chests, and slowly began to become active in embarrassment.

At this moment, near the upper head, someone suddenly squeezed the silver chopsticks.

"Snapped."

At this table, there were two people sitting, both dressed in dark red luxurious costumes. When he cast his gaze over, he could immediately feel the strong blood and murderous air.

These two are the hall master and deputy hall master of Xingdian, as well as a pair of brothers and sisters.

The name of the lord of the palace was Yu Haotian, born with thick eyebrows and huge eyes, five big and three thick, his spiritual power is earth, but he has refined iron-like tendon flesh. The hand that squeezed the silver chopsticks off was surprisingly big, and the black nails were very eye-catching. They were all blood stains that had accumulated and settled over the years.

He patted the broken chopstick on the desk, and the extreme coercion exploded.

"presumptuous-"

The low muffled voice echoed in the high hall.

Sitting next to him, Yu Yuyan, the deputy chief of the palace, is a beautiful, plump and beautiful woman with heavy makeup. She stretched out a jade hand painted with crimson Kordan, pressing on her elder brother, beckoning him to calm down.

"My hand in the punishment code," Yu Haotian shook his sleeves, leaned over, stood up, and strode forward, "Above the main hall, spread rumors, humiliate the emperor, and the emperor, this crime should be punished with seven lashes!"

This one is Xie Wuwang's knife.

If the Futuzi is a traitor, then Yu Haotian is the blood evil spirit.

The master of the Xing Palace, the blood and human lives on his hands are countless. He is extremely harsh and cruel, and his selfless relatives do not recognize him. Everything is done according to the law, even Xie Wuwang's affection is not sold.

As early as thousands of years ago, there were countless people staring at this palace master. Everyone thought that he dared to disobey the Taoist monarch, and he would definitely be demoted to the holy mountain soon. Unexpectedly, after year after year, Yu Haotian sat firmly on the iron chair of the penalty hall, not moving at all.

As time passed, everyone knew that even the Daoist could not help Yu Haotian, and those who committed the crime would no longer ask the Daoist.

Yu Hao is extremely hateful, and countless eyes are staring at him day and night, hoping that something will happen to him. However, this person is not only cruel to others, he treats himself harshly, and getting rid of it is a walking law, and no one can get the slightest mistake from him.

At this moment, when the torturer Yan Wang met the weak and useless Mrs. Daojun, others couldn't help holding their breath lightly and squeezing a cold sweat on Ning Qingqing's behalf.

Mrs. Daojun must have been confused by that Yun Shuimiao. On impulse, misfortune comes out of the mouth. If she really suffered seven whips in front of everyone in this temple, would she still be a human being from now on?

I just don't know, will Daojun act for this inexistent lady?

Everyone held their breath and watched Xie Wuwang's direction calmly.

Xie Wuwang is still a lazy appearance outside the matter.

Seeing Yu Haotian approaching Ning Qingqing, his gaze flicked across her face, staying on her innocent and pure eyes for a moment.

He remembered that he had seen Ning Qingqing confront Yu Haotian.

That was when she first married in. She likes to run to the square in front of the temple to peek at him, and others dare not say her, but Yu Haotian didn't see her delicate and pretty, and stepped forward to expel her.

The fledgling little girl was not frightened by Yu Haotian's fierce suit. She akimbo her hips, tilted her head, and argued with him.

That cunning and agile appearance pleased Xie Wuwang, and he made her cry for a while that night.

Later, she gradually didn't come to the temple.

He lowered his eyes and smiled.

All enthusiasm will fade, all love has conditions, and all sincerity will not last long. Oaths are the most unreliable. The time range contained in the term forever is only from the past to the present, even in the next instant, there is the possibility of change.

A wise man can see through the illusion in the mirror.

When I lifted my eyes again, there was no color in the black eyes, only alienation, coldness, and coldness.

The smile on the lips is more tender.

As for her saying that he can't...it doesn't matter, she will pay the price.

On the other side, Ning Qingqing watched the fierce big man walking towards him.

To be honest, seeing such a burly and strong body, her first reaction was... Maybe his pheromone is not bad?

But getting closer, she wrinkled her nose.

The smell of blood is too rushing.

Although she wants to spray spores, higher creatures are proud and picky. If you don't find a pheromone that is completely satisfactory, you won't make do with it. This is called Ningquewulan.

Her body took two steps back honestly, away from Yu Haotian.

Yun Shuimiao rushed forward: "Master Yu...I heard that your concubine is selfless in law enforcement, the most impartial and strict, but after all, my wife has a different identity. If you want to treat everyone equally, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. I hope that the host of Yu Palace will open up the Internet..."

Yun Shuimiao was just confused by Ning Qingqing.

At this moment, seeing Yu Haotian, the living Hades, is about to clean up Ning Qingqing, she almost couldn't hold back the joy that overflowed her face. Obviously it was pleading, but in fact it fell into the pit, forcing Yu Haotian to execute punishment in accordance with the law.

In fact, she doesn't need to superfluous.

If Yu Haotian can throw a chopstick and get up, he will not let Ning Qingqing go.

"P-" The iron-blooded man flipped his wrist, and a black iron whip was suddenly raised, and at an inevitable speed and angle, it drew on the woman's boneless back.

The blood oozes out of the clothes immediately.

"Ah..." The beautiful body was dazed, and the woman raised her beautiful face in disbelief, "Why—"

Why was she the one who was beaten? !

"Flap! Flap!"

With the seven whips coming out, Yun Shuimiao's back was bloody, hissing cold, his fingers tightly digging into the thick and magnificent black carpet.

"Bai Yunzi, step forward to receive the punishment." Yu Haotian drew in a low voice.

Bai Yunzi, who gave birth to a pair of small eight-character Hus, obediently stepped forward and took the seven whips.

As early as when Yu Haotian spoke, the straightforward Bai Yunzi knew that he and Yun Shuimiao would definitely be punished together-for the loss of words, you come and I will have a share, and it is impossible to punish just one person.

Yun Shuimiao greeted him happily, which was simply stupid.

After the flogging, Bai Yunzi's face was refreshed and his whole body was at ease. For him, having been punished, the matter turned over.

Yun Shuimiao's pupils trembled, struggling to get up, expressions of shame and anger.

After solving these two people, Yu Haotian took a heavy step and pointed the finger at Ning Qingqing.

"Mrs. Daoist, please be punished!" The tail trembled slightly, seeming to suppress a trace of excitement.

When he hit others, Ning Qingqing had already understood what was going on.

Now it was her turn.

She tilted her head and asked, "Why should I be beaten?"

Of course, Yu Haotian couldn't repeat the sentence'Dao Jun can't do it' again. The big, **** hand squeezed the torture whip, and said solemnly, "Spoofing."

Ning Qingqing totally disagrees with this statement.

She conscientiously argued with him: "I tried it personally. If he can't do it, he can't. This is true and not a lie. It makes no sense for you to say that I am a lie. If you must think that I am lying, unless... "

Yu Haotian's face was calm, cold coercion exuded from his body, his brows were extremely impatient, but after all, Ning Qingqing's identity was there, he couldn't do it directly, he could only listen to her finish.

"Unless what?" he asked coldly.

Ning Qingqing raised her eyebrows: "Unless you tried it too!"

Yu Haotian froze into a stone sculpture.

Bai Yunzi, who hadn't walked far away holding his ass, smiled stubbornly again: "Puff hahahaha!"

Yu Haotian has been in the main penalty hall for many years, and has never experienced this kind of deflation.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the writhing anger.

His body was unusually burly, and a deep breath made the surrounding air much thinner.

The thick chest swelled up high, and the powerful heartbeat vibrated swiftly, like a club beating a drum.

A thin layer of sweat oozes from the palm of his hand.

He stared at Ning Qingqing without concealing his disgust.

Yes, from the first day Ning Qingqing married into the holy palace, Yu Haotian has seen her very uncomfortable. What kind of person is Taoist? It's not an exaggeration to say that it is a man.

He knew that his sister Yu Yuyan had been secretly admiring Daojun. For the Taoist Lord, Yu Yuyan practiced hard-working, and performed extremely well everywhere. At a young age, with her own ability, she sat on the position of Vice-Hall of Xingdian, and she was already a well-deserved leader among women in the world.

Even such a woman could not get a look from the Taoist monarch.

Ning Qingqing is such a waste, how can she be?

Yu Haotian knew that the person in charge was most afraid of personal likes and dislikes, but every time he saw Ning Qingqing, he could not control the disgust in his heart.

Today, she finally caught her wrong!

but…

Yu Haotian deliberately saved Ning Qingqing until the end. What he waited was Xie Wuwang's response.

Many people thought that Yu Haotian was in charge of the law with an iron face and selflessness, and even the Dao Sovereign didn't pay attention to it. They always thought that as long as he got his mistakes, the Dao Sovereign who had long been intolerable would definitely criticize him.

In fact, this is quite wrong. Yu Haotian knew very well in his heart that he was able to sit firmly in this position, precisely because Daojun needed such a person who didn't sell his face to deal with those criminals who could get in touch with him.

Yu Haotian knew when to look at Daojun's wink.

Today's trouble with Ning Qingqing is actually somewhat risky and anxious. First deal with Yun Shuimiao and Bai Yunzi in order to wait for Daojun.

Yu Haotian knew that Daojun needed his own iron-faced authority. What he bet was whether Daojun would abandon Ning Qingqing's useless person for him.

Just before Ning Qingqing was forced to approach, Xie Wuwang did not move at all, and Yu Haotian knew that he was betting right, and he couldn't help feeling a little excited. As long as the torture whip was drawn on Ning Qingqing's body, she would be able to remove her from the position of Daojun's wife.

Unexpectedly, this woman was actually quite wicked.

See what she said!

Yu Haotian couldn't pick it up.

He whispered in a deep voice: "Hugh is so messy! Get tortured!"

Yu Guang had already caught a glimpse of the good old Futuzi who came round and round, trying to complete the field.

Yu Haotian's heart changed when he knew it was late, and the earth's spiritual power poured out from the palm of his left hand, sealing Ning Qingqing's retreat, his burly body hurriedly approached, and his whip was about to pump.

Although Ning Qingqing didn't know the corners, she was an intuitive mushroom, and when she saw the look of the brawny man in the iron tower, she knew that he was hardened to beat herself.

Lower creatures are really unreasonable.

She can't fight!

Seeing that the rich earth spirit power has poured out from Yu Haotian, accompanied by the torture whip.

Ning Qingqing's eyes rolled suddenly.

Take a look at this familiar earthy atmosphere!

soil. earthworm. soil.

Earthworms should be in the soil.

Since this person must hit him, then she will give him a copy... from the fear of earthworms.

Ning Qingqing lowered her eyebrows slightly, and when Yu Haotian's whiplash approached, the mycelium quietly climbed from under the desk, and the tip approached him silently and plunged into that layer of earth-attribute spiritual power surging on the surface of the body.

The moment when the mycelium touches the earth’s spiritual power, Ning Qingqing concentrates his eyes on, passing the five-sense, soft and squeaky perception from the earthworm body, full of the thick earthworm flavor, and leave it intact. Yu Haotian.

"Wow."

Spiritual power shook together, and it was transmitted suddenly. This kind of thing, the higher creatures can do it without a teacher, like a hand.

Ning Qingqing was suddenly happy physically and mentally after giving out the gift.

She finally understood why everyone said that she had to squeeze her back when she died.

Someone sharing joy with oneself (?) is really an extremely comfortable thing.

She arched her eyebrows and ignored the torment whip that was falling.

She couldn't escape anyway. She had just observed it carefully. Yun Shuimiao, who was in blue clothes, was beaten badly, but Bai Yunzi who was in white clothes just grinned for a while. Even if two people were equal, the pain shouldn't be much.

Suddenly there was a breeze.

A cold white hand was raised from the wide sleeve and held in the middle of the torture whip.

Xie Wuwang teleported over.

"Madame's childish disposition is okay." He said with a gentle smile.

Compared with Yu Haotian's iron tower, although Xie Wuwang was tall, he looked a little thin.

It's just that in such a body, what is hidden is the power like the sky and the sea.

He just held it like this, and Yu Haotian's burly and sturdy body shook like an electric shock, almost throwing away the torture whip in his hand.

An unbelievable and disappointing look appeared on Yu Haotian's rough face: "The Daoist..."

Yun Shuimiao covered his heart and spouted a mouthful of blood. She was able to endure the humiliation and pain, barely standing here upright, just to watch Ning Qingqing also receive a flogging. Unexpectedly, Daojun would actually protect her! Who is Yu Haotian? It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a great minister of the humerus. The Taoist actually shot him for this non-existent woman? !

It's so angry!

Before Yun Shuimiao could spit out the suffocated suffocation in his chest, he heard Yu Haotian's ending sound suddenly changed: "... Jun~"

At the same time, that sturdy body like an iron tower suddenly twisted a wave on the spot extremely weird and enchanting.

Yun Shuimiao: "?!"

Goose bumps all over his body.

This scene can be called the hottest scene in history. The iron-blooded Yu Haotian was actually holding the torture whip in one hand, twisting his waist and bending his belly to show Xie Wuwang... !

The usual smile on Xie Wuwang's face suddenly shattered.

There seems to be a cold war that no one can see.

He threw away the torture whip, raised his sleeves, pushed Ning Qingqing behind him, took her back two steps, and both avoided Yu Haotian further away.

Yu Haotian himself was even more horrified, and while subconsciously mobilizing his spiritual power to defend, he blurted out in exclamation.

At this moment, the weird fluctuations spread to the whole body and increased significantly.

I saw this burly man raised an arm and pulled out two whiplashes from the torture whip, his body twisted softly and twisted again.

Twisted out an artificial voice: "Fuck~~"

"hiss-"

On the Qianyuan Hall, the corners of the eyes and mouth were twisted into pieces.