Chapter 278: Weary Lying on Beauty's Knee, Three Churches Killing Immortals
Zishou sat on the Qingluan, and in a short while he had already left the Zhuxian Formation and came to the foot of a green mountain outside Jiepai Pass.
The green water is gurgling, the breeze is coming, and the mountain is covered with green color.
This kind of scenery made Zishou feel relieved.
"Zi Shu, I have one thing to ask you, where did you get this God-killing gun?" Nuwa walked on the grass with her naked feet and asked softly.
"This... I'll tell you a long story. I'll tell you after I've thought about it..." Zishou touched his head and said, "What do you say about the system?"
Nuwa seemed a little dissatisfied, her eyes narrowed, and the light in her eyes became a little cold: "Write?"
"Ahem, I want to..."
"Okay, I won't ask you this question, I have other questions to ask you! For example, why do you touch Yunxiao's chest?"
"Ahem!" Zi was sweating heavily.
"Also, Han Zhixian seems to have become your harem too? You seem to have more and more harems?"
"This..." Zishou became weak all over.
Nuwa walked over with a smile and reached out her hand.
Zishou was so scared that the dead souls were frightened. He raised his hands to protect his face: "Listen to my argument...Listen to my explanation!!!...Hey..."
I thought Nuwa was going to beat her up again, but I didn't expect Nuwa just reached out and grabbed his right hand and took off the Sumeru Ring.
Zishou felt her hands soft and warm, like precious jade.
"What? Do you think I want to hit you?" Nuwa said with her eyes narrowed, with a faint smile on her face, which made her look even more beautiful and incompetent.
Zishou muttered: "I'm so scared when I see you reach out..."
Nuwa took out the God-killing Spear from the Sumeru Ring, and her eyes condensed slightly. After a long time, she sighed: "So, you can't use this God-killing Spear anymore."
Zishou smiled bitterly: "You can't help but be in the world!"
Although he also knew that using the God-killing Gun would be infected and become indifferent, the God-killing Gun is indeed a powerful spiritual treasure to kill. In addition to the small Zhuxian Sword Formation, this spiritual treasure is the most powerful.
Nuwa put the God-killing Gun back to the Sumeru Ring, but a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.
If it is just infected by the cold breath on the God-killing Gun and becomes cold and ruthless, it doesn't matter. Just beat it up...
But Nuwa discovered another problem on the God-killing Gun...
If this problem is really as she imagined, then I am afraid that there will be a big problem when I continue to use this gun.
After retracting his thoughts, Nuwa handed the Sumeru Ring back, but saw that Zi subconsciously shrank.
Nuwa couldn't help but laughed while covering her cherry lips. The laughter sounded very nice.
"Are you really that afraid of me?"
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid you'll beat me up." Zi said in grievance, took the Sumeru Ring and put it on.
He really scared Nuwa! This woman was so cruel that she beat him twice and beat him to death.
Nuwa whispered: "Then I will be less strong when I beat you up in the future."
Zishou nodded: "Yeah!"
Then I was stunned again. Damn, I'd better beat me up! Why am I excited!
"Are you very tired?" Nuwa said.
Zishou nodded and smiled bitterly: "Tired! I want to have a good sleep..."
He was really tired. After all, when he was fighting with me, he was beaten a few times. In addition, he carried the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth with his body, so his true energy was almost used cleanly.
Well, it’s like an ordinary student who ran three or four kilometers in a row, and he didn’t want to get up as long as his back touched the floor.
The reason why I still stand still...
Zishou stopped standing and lay down on the grass. As soon as he lay down, he felt sore all over his body.
Nuwa sat down beside him. When Zishou smelled the faint fragrance of her body, he couldn't help but sway in his heart. He turned his head and saw Nuwa's beautiful side face.
"Do you want to sleep more comfortably?" Nuwa asked softly.
Zishou said in surprise: "Ah?"
He noticed a bright red flashing quickly across Nuwa's face.
Nuwa reached out and helped his head up, pillowed on her thigh, and said softly: "Get a good sleep, you forced yourself to withstand the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, and suffered a serious injury."
At this time, she was no longer the lofty, cold and ruthless saint Nuwa, but a gentle elder sister next door.
The eyes are no longer cold and ruthless, but a spring river, tender as water.
Zishou was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he could see Nuwa's beautiful appearance and gentle smile. His heart was pounding.
At this moment, his heart completely melted.
...
Waking up to control the world's power, and lying on the beautiful knees drunk is a man's highest dream.
Now Zishou feels that he has realized this dream.
Or, he has reached the peak of his life.
Her head rested comfortably on Nuwa's thighs, her face was blowing a breeze outside, breathing the refreshing fragrance of flowers, and her son gradually fell asleep.
Nuwa looked at him, and there seemed to be stars in her eyes. She reached out and gently placed her hand on his chest, gently helping him comb the killing energy in his internal organs.
Even she didn't know why she did this, but she just felt that her heart seemed to be soft.
...
Besides, I rode the green cow on the horn and returned to the reed tent with Yuanshi Tianzun, and the disciples of the Chan Cult came out to greet him.
"Master, Master, I'm in the formation today, I wonder what the situation inside?" Taoist Ran Deng greeted the two of them and asked.
Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head gently, and I smiled and said, "Tongtian put this immortal formation, and it is difficult to break him if he is anxious. In addition, with the help of junior sister Nuwa, it is difficult to break with the help of us.
Get this formation.”
Taoist Randeng was shocked when he heard this. Yuanshi Tianzun and Taiqing Laozi joined forces to break the Zhuxian Formation?
Yuanshi Tianzun pondered and said, "There are four gates of the Zhuxian Formation, Zhuxian Gate, Shenxian Gate, Jiuxian Gate, Juexian Gate. If you want to break the Zhuxian Gate, you must attack the four gates together to break the Zhuxian Gate."
I also nodded: "I and you can attack two gates, and there are still two gates that are difficult to break. Although I am not afraid of this formation, no one in the Anhui Sect can enter the formation."
Yuanshi Tianzun sighed: "You can only go to the West. Please guide you, Zhunti and others."
At this moment, Guangchengzi came to report: "Teacher Qi, Master, there is a Western saint Zhunti outside who teaches Cunti."
Yuanshi Tianzun looked up and saw that the sky was falling and the golden lotus was surging on the ground. It was indeed a strange phenomenon of a saint!
At that moment, I hurriedly went down to greet me.
"I have met two senior brothers." Taoist Zhunti came to the reed tent and hurriedly bowed.
"Junior Brother Zhunti is polite." Yuanshi Tianzun returned the gift.
The six saints are all disciples of Hongjun, and they are also called senior brothers and junior brothers.
"Zhunti came here because he wanted to break the Zhuxian Formation and collect people from the West who are destined to be. I was just about to invite you, but if I didn't want you, I came. It was just the number of days!" I smiled.
Zhunti Taoist smiled and said, "I'm not hiding it from my senior brother, my West is extremely barren and lacks a destiny. Now I see hundreds of red qi rushing in the southeast, and I know that it is a destiny in the West. I will come here, and by the way."
After a while, I will intercept all my friends under my sect.”
I smiled and knew that the so-called destined person refers to the immortals of the Jie Sect. Although it sounds nice, Cunti actually wants to do only one thing.