Luoyang stared at the mature version of Yanhu, unable to believe his eyes. The shock in his heart was actually no less than that of Jiang Hanshuang getting pregnant with just one lyric.
There was also a question lingering in his mind.
How could there be such an important spell as "Song of Chaos" in this world?
Fangzheng and Fangyuan's feelings were not much better than those in Luoyang. They couldn't believe their eyes. As for the white tiger's true form just now, it was at least the demon king level. Even if the white tiger spirit's demonic skills were not taken into account, it was just
It's the attack power of the real body. Who among ordinary immortals would dare to confront it head-on?
A tiger pounces, a body weighing a thousand kilograms hits, and even a mountain has to be flattened!
Yanhu suddenly stretched out his hand to lift up the two lumps of burden, frowned and said: "Brother, why have you grown so big? Can you make it smaller?"
It's really big, a bit bigger than the busty brother Black Brachial Butterfly.
Luoyang was speechless.
Fang Zheng turned his head and didn't look.
Although the rectangular-faced master has a romantic history and is known as the Stick King of Baiding Mountain, the White Tiger Spirit is a Taoist who loves his disciples. As a master, he should avoid suspicion.
Yan Hu looked back and frowned again: "And the butt, it's too big. I still like the original look."
Fangyuan wanted to speak but stopped.
She really wanted to remind Yanhu that what men like most is a woman with big breasts and a big butt. With a body like Baihu Jingfa Shen, many women want it in their dreams. She got it for no reason, but she still dislikes it. Isn't this stupid?
But in front of her father and Junior Brother Pu, she cherished her image and could not say these words.
"Well, Junior Brother Hanwu, can you sing me a little higher, just about as high as you." Fang Yuan said.
Luoyang smiled and said, "No problem."
But at this moment, Yanhu's Dharma Body made a series of crackling noises, shrunk rapidly, and returned to its original shape in the blink of an eye.
"Haha! I've changed back!" Yan Hu smiled happily.
Fangyuan sighed in his heart.
This silly girl.
"Senior sister, you have also seen that this is just the magic power of a spell. When the magic power disappears, it will return to its original state. Do you want me to sing you up with the song of chaos?" Luoyang said.
Fangyuan was silent for a moment: "Let's forget it, no matter how tall you are, it's not true."
Fang Zheng suddenly remembered something and asked: "Han Wu, my master is a little confused. Why did you sing the same song of chaos and make Jiang Hanshuang's belly grow bigger? Her belly did not return to its original state, but Yanhu's body returned to normal."
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Luoyang shrugged: "I don't know either."
"Junior Brother Hanwu, when and where do you plan to meet Jiang Hanshuang?" Fang Yuan asked.
"It's definitely not safe in the city. Outside the city..." Luoyang suddenly thought of a plan, "Master, Senior Sister, Yanhu, this will happen tomorrow..."
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The afternoon sun is dazzling.
The immortal ship Nirvana left Wuliang City and flew to the west.
Jiang Hanshuang stood on the bow deck of the ship, overlooking the dense virgin forest, but thinking about the man who had killed a thousand people.
She admitted that Luoyang did have no grievances against her, but wasn't it natural in the fairy world to kill people and seize treasures? Why did he have so many enviable treasures on his body? Why did she kill him? She wanted to snatch his treasures
What's wrong?
However, she did not make any mistakes and got pregnant. What kind of justice is there!
The anger broke out instantly, Jiang Hanshuang opened his mouth wide, but did not roar.
Silent accusation, eyes full of blood and tears.
Suddenly, his round belly moved, and the pain instantly spread through every nerve, and Jiang Hanshuang was pulled back from his thoughts.
"You bastard, I will never give birth to you no matter what. Once your father eliminates you, I will kill your father!" Jiang Hanshuang gritted his teeth, every word was like a knife.
The flying book on his body suddenly trembled.
Jiang Hanshuang took out Feishu and unfolded it. There was a symbol similar to "@" on the animal skin.
without
There was a name and no image, but she had a strong hunch that he was the killer who killed a thousand swordsmen.
Jiang Hanshuang took a deep breath and clicked the "@" symbol with the spirit wood stick pen.
A ball of spiritual light burst out, and Feishu slowly levitated.
On Feishu's animal skin, a face with sharp edges and strong three-dimensionality appeared, with a smile on his handsome face.
It’s really the one who killed a thousand swords in Luoyang!
"Fairy Frost, I thought you were still in Wuliang City, but I didn't expect you to leave so soon. It seems that you are also looking forward to our meeting, right?"
Jiang Hanshuang snorted coldly: "You want to see if there is anyone else on my boat, right?"
Luoyang sighed: "Why don't you believe me so much? Since you said so, let me see your ship."
"I knew I couldn't believe a word that came out of your mouth!" Jiang Hanshuang turned and walked toward the stern of the ship.
Feishu hovers above its head, "shooting" images of the ship.
There was no one on the deck of the Nirvana.
Jiang Hanshuang circled around and returned to the bow deck, saying coldly: "Are you satisfied now?"
Luoyang said: "I have to be careful when dealing with you. Your spaceship has three floors.
"That's enough for you! There are only two people on my spaceship who control the spacecraft. If you want to see them, you can meet them, and if you don't see them, you can pull them down!" Jiang Hanshuang said that he would fall out.
"Don't get excited. If there are only two people operating the spacecraft on your spaceship, what does it matter if you let me take a look? For you, this is just a loss of face, but for me, it is
"You just got it right. I have something to ask of you. If you want to see it, I'll let you see it." Jiang Hanshuang turned around and entered the ship building, first floor, second floor, third floor, and finally went down to the bottom cabin.
Luoyang also saw the bridge of the Immortal Spaceship for the first time. On the ground of the bridge was a huge seal, and there were several "machines". Some were pure metal structures, some were metal and wood structures, and some were metal, wood and stone structures.
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No matter what the structure is, the materials are all refined spiritual materials, and several "machines" have seals on them.
At first glance, the interior of this spaceship gives Luoyang the feeling of being a product of "steampunk". Looking at the big picture, the fairy world is on a development path that mixes technology and magic. But this technology is not from the Middle-earth world.
That kind of technology is unique to the fairy world. The several "machines" in the bridge are a distinctive feature. They look like simple models, but they provide powerful mana to make a huge wooden sailboat
Flying in the sky.
In the world of Middle-earth, the flying aircraft carriers only seen in human science fiction movies are only a little larger than this size. However, according to the limitations of human technology, it may not be possible in another thousand years, but here, a sect
The spacecraft can fly through the sky at speeds of several hundred yards.
There are indeed only two fairies in red who control the spaceship.
Jiang Hanshuang returned to the bow deck, with a cold expression on her beautiful face: "Are you satisfied now?"
Luoyang smiled: "You are indeed trustworthy. Have you got the Heavenly Bar I want?"
Jiang Hanshuang said: "It took me a lot of effort to borrow the Sky Bar from Huang Fengqi, the leader of Wuliang Sect, and it is on this spaceship."
Luoyang said excitedly: "Show me!"
Jiang Hanshuang raised his hand and pointed to a nearby mast.
Feishu tilted upwards as she moved.
From Feishu's "shooting" perspective, there is a golden stick tied to the mast, which is engraved with words, symbols and patterns. They are all spiritual texts from the fairy world.
"You really keep your word. I'll give you a place. Come over." Luoyang was very satisfied.
The image disappears.
A minute later, two red dots appeared on Feishu, separated by a long distance.
Jiang Hanshuang took one look and frowned: "No.
You said you were going west, why are you going north again?"
Before she set off, Luoyang contacted her and asked her to fly west, but now the meeting location is in the north.
Whoosh whoosh!
Figures came through the air one after another.
Jiang Hanshuang looked back and saw a group of dark immortals approaching with swords.
Flying in the front was Huang Fengqi, the leader of Wuliang Sect, accompanied by his two beloved wives, his sister Sikong Xin on the left and his sister Sikong Ling on the right.