Flags cannot be planted indiscriminately, and promises cannot be made indiscriminately. The ancients never deceived us.
Come over, the silver-haired girl wrapped in a cloak just comes over.
Zhou Zheng decided not to talk to the other party and continue to play the "veteran" persona he created for himself.
"This fellow Taoist?"
A voice as crisp as a silver bell rang in his ears, but Zhou Zheng turned a deaf ear. His eyes continued to be cloudy, his limbs continued to be weak, and a fly even flew over from the side and circled around Zhou Zheng twice.
"This fellow Taoist?"
Her voice was more pronounced, but she used the method of transmission.
No matter what, she, a silver-haired girl with an aura of aura, suddenly interacted with the old homeless man sitting on the roadside, which still attracted a lot of prying eyes.
Zhou Zheng felt that there were seven or eight immortal consciousnesses locked on him, including three little masters of the demon clan in the heavenly realm.
To protect this woman?
Zhou Zheng couldn't help but become a little curious about this woman.
This must be some kind of 'rich lady' who is being protected, right?
The other party was getting closer now, and Zhou Zheng also smelled a faint fragrance, which was quite rare in the sweaty monster city.
Seeing that Zhou Zheng still didn't respond, she simply squatted down. Her small body was like a wooden pillar under the cover of her cloak. She put her hands on her chest and looked up at Zhou Zheng, her big and smart eyes blinking gently.
Zhou Zhen couldn't hide, he slowly raised his head, frowned and said, "Is something wrong?"
"Are you injured?" the silver-haired girl asked.
Zhou Zheng nodded slightly, imitating the accent here, and said slowly: "I have reached the end of my life. If the old soldier does not die, he will only slowly wither."
Her round eyes suddenly lit up.
"Then you are a hero who fought against those evil immortals for our Holy Spirit Tribe?"
Zhou Zheng: There’s something wrong with this little girl’s outlook on life.
Was this brainwashed by the demon clan’s top brass?
Well, it seems that these three views are normal in the environment here.
Zhou Zheng's mind turned, and with the idea of being able to fool one by one, he said slowly: "Evil and good are just modifiers for the weak. The real conquest is extremely cruel, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, all my clothes are gone, and I,
We will follow in their footsteps."
"But why aren't you alive?" the girl asked in a low voice.
"What is the meaning of living?" Zhou Zheng asked in a hoarse voice.
The girl replied: "You can eat delicious food, see beautiful things, and change into many beautiful clothes every day."
"You are just living a carefree life under the protection of others," Zhou Zheng shook his head slightly, "but I have nothing to worry about, and my injuries are beyond repair."
"In this way," a hint of slyness flashed in the girl's eyes, "I will help you heal your wounds and make you recover, and you only need to do me a small favor, how about that?"
Zhou Zheng shook his head, closed his eyes and said no more.
The girl was stunned for a moment and then said:
"Don't misunderstand me. I won't let you take risks. I just want you to help me make my mother and eldest sister angry. They always control me and don't let me do this or that. I said I want to
Find a good husband, imitate other girls in his family, throw a hydrangea or something like that, but they won't allow it, huh.
"Then I will find the ugliest and smelliest guy and go back and piss them off to death!"
Zhou Zheng:......
What kind of two hundred and fifty speech is this!
You are ugly! I am more handsome than Lu Dongbin!
Eh? Mother? Eldest sister?
'Monitor, your great luck can influence the luck of living beings.'
Zhou Zheng had a ridiculous suspicion in his heart, and then he raised his head and stared at the girl, a flash of white light flashing across his eyes very quickly.
He saw a little mouse with white hair mixed with gold.
He remained calm and continued to talk, frowning and saying: "I think you are offending me."
"Huh?" The girl blinked, suddenly realized, and looked a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I said what I said in my heart, oh, this..."
"I agreed. I do still have a lot of regrets. If there is a way to make up for it..."
Zhou Zheng sighed in a low voice: "My name is Brown Lion."
"Grandmaster? Well, my name is Ling'er. You can just act with me."
Zhou Zheng was shocked, then delighted, and then he suppressed all his emotional fluctuations and felt a strong sense of vigilance in his heart.
Such a coincidence?
Could it be a scam?
Zhou Zheng did not dare to be careless, and remained calm on the surface. He stood up slowly while holding on to the wall, and whispered: "In that case, let's go. I don't need you to give me many benefits. Just give me two healing pills."
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"Fellow Taoist, use this first. Are your legs and feet inconvenient? Wait a moment."
She took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve and wanted to hand it to Zhou Zheng, but subconsciously retracted her hand, wrapped it with demon power and pushed it in front of Zhou Zheng.
Then she turned around and ran away. Not long after, an ox cart stopped at the entrance of the alley. The cart was pulled by a monster with enlightened intelligence. The frame of the cart was also quite gorgeous.
When Zhou Zheng was led to sit on it, he clearly felt the slight fluctuations in the emotions of the seven or eight demon masters who were hiding in the dark and watching him.
Obviously, if the other party can take action, he will definitely be made into a braised lion head.
It's quite interesting.
The carriage was a bit cramped, so Zhou Zheng sat in the corner with his eyes closed and meditative. The girl beside him kept telling him what to do, and she also took two bottles of elixirs that he carried with him.
Zhou Zheng picked up the elixir, smelled it, and swallowed one, which restored a little 'demon power' in his body.
However, Jin Ling'er soon began to become nervous.
She looked forward uneasily, moving her buttocks from time to time, sometimes taking off her cloak and hat, revealing her head with a flowing bun, sometimes putting on her cloak and hat, hiding herself deeply, and then sighed softly.
One sound.
"Are your parents very strict with you?"
Zhou Zheng started to talk.
"Well," Jin Ling'er curled her lips, "I don't have a father, I only have a mother. I have been under the control of my mother since I was a child, and I am annoyed to death."
"How old are you?" Zhou Zheng asked slowly, "Based on the year when the three realms were unified, are you fifteen or sixteen years old?"
"Hmph, I'm two hundred and ninety-four years old."
Jin Ling'er said depressedly:
"I don't know what my mother thinks, but I opened my spiritual wisdom when I was one year old, practiced for twelve years and transformed into another form. My aptitudes are also pretty good.
"But my mother doesn't let me learn this, and she doesn't let me learn that. Now I don't even know how to fight. I can only play and sing, or dance to heal other people's injuries and restore their magic power.
"And many of my friends who I grew up with have either found the right husband, or they go out and have fun every day, and they live freely.
"What about me? Humph, the backyard is full of women, and there are not even a single male guard."
Zhou Zheng frowned and said, "Does your mother want to give you as a gift to some powerful king?"
"Well," Jin Ling'er blinked, then covered her mouth and chuckled, "My family is quite powerful. Although it's not famous, there's no need to follow the crowd."
"I understand. How offensive."
Zhou Zheng cupped his hands, brushed his fingers over the scars on his lion's cheek, and his eyes began to look sentimental again.
Jin Ling'er continued to be nervous and apprehensive, and the seven or eight masters secretly followed them and moved slowly.
Soon, Zhou Zheng discovered that they had arrived at a corner of this big city. The surroundings were quiet and quiet, with pedestrians coming and going in a hurry on the road. From time to time, patrolling soldiers could be seen, most of which were monster soldiers cultivated from ferocious carnivorous beast spirits.
"Moo——"
The bullock cart stopped slowly, and next to it was a large courtyard with an open door. They were already surrounded by a thin barrier.
Jin Ling'er took a deep breath, clenched her little fists and rushed out of the back door of the vehicle frame. Then she turned to look at Zhou Zheng and squeezed a smile: "Husband, we are home."
Zhou Zheng almost laughed out loud.
What kind of demon clan limited edition clip sound is this?
happy.
Zhou Zheng walked out slowly, his legs and feet were still a bit clumsy, his expression was numb, and his eyes were still cloudy.
He instantly felt hundreds of demonic immortal consciousnesses full of hostility.
Oh? There are two golden immortals hidden here?
If he hadn't already entered the formation here, Zhou Zheng would really have been deceived by this formation.
I made a mistake, I did make a mistake before.
There is a vertical sign hanging above the mansion, which is called: Linglong Mansion.
This reminded Zhou Zheng of their original purpose of coming to this big city - the well-informed Linglong Pavilion.
Zhou Zheng already had a rough guess in his heart. With a slight thought in his mind, he secretly notified the three teammates who were checking the roster outside the city. Then he faced hundreds of hostile eyes and climbed up the stairs with his head lowered.
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There are different scenery inside and outside the gate.
interesting.
The formation here is really brilliant.
Jin Ling'er seemed to regret a little. She turned her head and glanced at the 'veteran of the Lion Clan' for a few times. She thought for a moment, but she didn't dare to whisper at this moment.
Because he knows that his voice will be heard by his mother, eldest sister and other masters in the family.
She said directly: "Don't be afraid, Shishi. If they bully you later, I...I won't live!"
Zhou Zheng nodded calmly, without answering, and followed her through the spacious front yard full of detailed scenery, towards the main hall with its large red doors and luxurious interior decoration.
Two old ladies came up from the left and right, saluted Jin Ling'er one from the left and the other from the right, and then hurriedly whispered:
"Hey, little aunt, little ancestor, what are you doing here?"
"Second young lady, the eldest young lady and the mistress don't look so good. Please stop being ridiculous."
"Why am I just fooling around?"
Jin Ling'er held her head high, grabbed the arm of the 'Shishi' on the side, and said loudly: "I just have a crush on him!"
"Don't..."
"Hey, Second Miss, I know you have resentment in your heart, but that's not how you do things."
"Your reputation."
Zhou Zheng frowned slightly.
He suddenly felt an 'incredible' pressure, coming from the main room.
Someone took action against him.
However, the other party just used an invisible demonic force to press on his shoulders, as if to prevent him from taking even half a step forward, but he didn't do anything else.
Generally speaking, he was quite polite and did not directly yell at someone like him, who is a "lower class member of the demon society".
Zhou Zheng looked up at the main room and saw the young woman sitting on the main seat serving tea and singing softly.
She is short and exquisite, slender, with long black hair that exudes a little luster. She wears a light black ancient skirt that does not reach the bend of her legs. She has two jade hairpins inserted diagonally into her bun at the temples, and she has developed a good bearing.
Is this Mrs. Diyong’s white-haired rat?
Or is it Li Jing’s old sweetheart and the mother of the white-haired rat?
Zhou Zheng did not directly use immortal magic to spy on her body.
The person who put this pressure on herself and made it impossible for her to move forward was the woman sitting in the main seat.
At this moment, the woman spoke slowly and said with a smile: "Ling'er is back? Come in and let me see what kind of dragon and phoenix you have chosen."
"Walk!"
Jin Ling'er grabbed the 'brown lion' and wanted to move forward, but the 'brown lion''s legs seemed to be rooted and stood there motionless.
The woman in the main seat in the room chuckled, put down her teacup, and said slowly: "Why don't you come in? Are you looking down on me, Linglong Pavilion?"
Ling'er was a little anxious, but she was also smart. She turned her head and glanced at the expression of the 'brown lion' for a few times, and immediately knew that it was her sister who was responsible, and said angrily:
"Sister, what do you mean? You are only allowed to bring a man back, but I am not allowed to bring a man back, right?"
The woman in the room frowned slightly, obviously quite unhappy, and said coldly: "You look so shameless. It's a good thing there are no other people here, otherwise you will really be laughed at! Either way."
Two middle-aged women immediately flashed out from the side, each of them was in human form without animal signs, and their demonic aura was considered innocent.
"What are you doing!"
Jin Ling'er opened her hands to protect Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng secretly compared... She should be 1.58 meters tall? She is almost the same as Yingying before she transformed into a dragon, but Yingying has grown longer now and has an amazing figure.
Ah, I miss Yingying for more than three hundred years.
While he was thinking, the figure in front of him had changed.
The woman in the room raised her hand to grab it, and Jin Ling'er flew in uncontrollably and was pinned to the chair by invisible hands.
The two middle-aged women unsheathed their long swords and pressed them against Zhou Zheng's chest and neck, their expressions looking very evil.
Listen to Jin Ling'er's sister say leisurely:
"Ling'er, don't say that I'm unreasonable. It's a good thing that you want to find a husband to live happily. But unfortunately, my mother has said it before. You can't leave the boudoir if you are under five hundred years old. This is not what I said.
"Do you really think you can hide every move you make from me? Isn't it just a random man on the street who wants to come back and make me angry?
"But Ling'er, you have to know that although our family motto is not to do evil, it is easy to kill a few thieves who covet our family's treasures."
Jin Ling'er's pretty face turned pale: "Sister, what are you going to do?"
"What are you doing?" The woman snorted, "You are so ignorant even though you are favored by your mother. I will definitely punish you. You and I both have to learn to pay the price for our actions, and your price is to see
Let him die."
Seeing the hatred flashing in her eldest sister's eyes, Jin Ling'er realized that something was wrong and hurriedly said: "Sister, I'm just kidding, he was just invited by me to act!"
"late."
The woman said in an understatement, and with a slight lift of her finger, Jin Ling'er turned her body and chair at a right angle and looked out the door.
"Remember, the more attentive you are to a man, the colder the man will be to you. The consequence of my sister putting down all her dignity for a man was that she was coldly rejected by the man and was thrown into a pit of thunder to suffer for hundreds of years.
"Men cannot be trusted, they are all heartless and unlucky people.
"It's time for you to grow up."
After saying that, the woman picked up the tea, lowered her head and sipped it gently, and said slowly: "Kill him."
"Sister! You don't want it! Mother! Mother, are you there! Sister wants to do... do evil..."
Jin Ling'er's anxious voice suddenly weakened, her round eyes widened, her neck stretched forward, her head slowly tilted, and she couldn't understand what was going on outside the door.
However, he saw that the 'Lion Clan veteran' whom he invited back calmly walked around the two middle-aged women in front of him.
The woman stood up quickly, frowned and looked at Zhou Zheng, her eyes flashing, and she immediately moved Jin Ling'er to a corner.
"May I ask your Excellency?"
Zhou Zheng gently stroked his right hand, and the door of the mansion quickly closed. The women in the front and back yards were frozen in place, as if there were weights of mountains on their shoulders, but the earth was not damaged.
Sister Jin Ling'er's face turned pale, and she subconsciously wanted to retreat, but she found that there were nails under her feet, and invisible vines were tightly binding her.
"Huh?" Jin Ling'er jumped up in the corner, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief.
She raised her head to look at the brown lion who suddenly changed into a human being, and saw that the latter's figure was so majestic, and the pressure emanating from his whole body made her almost want to kneel down and kowtow.
What's going on?
"Shishi, why did you suddenly become stronger?"
Zhou Zheng chuckled softly and said slowly: "Adults speak, children, please don't interrupt."
Jin Ling'er's face suddenly turned red.
Afterwards, Zhou Zheng looked at the woman in front of him and intuitively commented that she was not as good as the Lord.