Rong Xiyue did not pay attention to the small ginseng and the soul bead. Her space ring also contained the black crystal core of the Hydra, as well as Haihua silk. This insect beast had such a turbid soul bead.
She is indeed somewhat disdainful.
At this time, she was looking at the seemingly endless gurgling river under the bridge, at the fine ripples, and at the direction of the waves heading to the right, but her beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted.
When he looked straight ahead, his eyebrows became even more ugly.
Looking forward from the bridge, there is no road at all. The bridge seems to be stable on the shore on one side, but disappears out of thin air on the other side. It is really difficult to understand.
Where did the missing half go?
"Tangtang, sweet."
The little man dodged Zong Qing's big hand and moved nimbly underneath, but his voice was full of happiness and excitement. He wanted to rush towards Rong Xiyue, but the people around her stopped the little man directly.
, the two little ginsengs called out with regretful efforts.
Her babyish voice makes anyone who hears it feel soft-hearted.
Two small ginsengs were flying around her, but they didn't dare to approach aggressively.
Rong Xiyue looked at the two pairs of big, watery eyes in front of her, wondering what would happen here.
She looked at the little man in front of her, and then at the things in his hands, and her expression was not very good-looking.
"Soul bead, soul bead, here," one of the little ginseng took the soul bead and wanted to hand it to Rong Xiyue, as if to thank them for their gratitude in the past, but now they are really powerless with this soul bead.
Compared to the soul pearl that was not very crystal clear, Rong Xiyue was even more curious that there was no way in front of her, so how should she continue walking.
There are nine floors in the Pagoda Gate. You can only get out by jumping over these nine floors. Which floor are they on now?
This insect beast alone is not powerful, but if there are thousands of them densely packed like a frenzy, it will always be a bit difficult.
Zong Qing saw the two little ginsengs insisting on handing over the soul bead of the insect beast to Rong Xiyue. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes smiled very kindly, and she bent down to take the soul bead.
"In this case, just leave it to the poor monk." There was some confusion in his words.
The two small black figures in the shape of small ginseng were confused for a moment.
Just when Zong Qing was about to put his hand on the soul bead, Rong Xiyue's faint and clear voice suddenly sounded from behind him, and his hand stopped in mid-air.
"Master, your belt is loose."
The moment Rong Xiyue finished speaking, Zong Qing felt a chill in his legs. Then, when he looked down, he saw that the belt had come loose at some point, and his white thighs were hanging out.
"Fool, fool, cluck cluck~~"
Two small black figures were flying around him, one of them was still holding a golden belt.
Rong Xiyue smiled as she looked at it, as if she was not facing the gloomy pagoda gate or the roadless bridge at this moment.
Seeing that bald man with a shiny head and a golden shirt, he looked like a master in the temple, but he was in such a miserable state, my impression of the master was even lower.
It seems that the only thing left to see is the bald head.
Zong Qing's noble and elegant face couldn't help but tremble at that moment. While shouting Amitabha, he slowly picked up his pants. When the golden pants were slowly lifted up, he was forced to do so.
Create some confusion.
Rong Xiyue looked at Zong Qing, and two words came to mind: