Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

It was only then that Zhuge Canglan realized that the golden lotus blooming on the water was not an ornamental lotus, but an invisible formation with lethal power.

It's a good thing she didn't intrude just now, otherwise, it's very likely that I would not explain clearly here today.

Following the elf through the thick mist, bypassing the blooming golden lotus, Zhuge Canglan finally saw the target building after a long time.

At this moment, on the water in the distance directly in front of her, there is an exquisite pavilion built, and a white figure can be vaguely seen inside, that figure is extremely erratic, as if it has melted into the white mist.

Zhuge Canglan asked: "Is that the Immortal Venerable you mentioned?"

The little elf nodded: "Well, yes, that's the Immortal." It paused, and said to Zhuge Canglan: "The Immortal said you can go over!"

Zhuge Canglan was taken aback, and let her go, why didn't she hear the sound?

The little elf wanted to fly away, but turned back and said fiercely: "Hey, when you see the fairy, don't keep staring at the fairy's face, if you dare to offend the fairy, we won't let you go!" .”

A drop of cold sweat fell on Zhuge Canglan's forehead.

What does this mean?

Is it because Xianzun's face is too good-looking?Afraid that she will be dumbfounded?Or is it too ugly for fear that she will be frightened?

Zhuge Canglan slowly swam towards the listening pavilion, and somehow the further she swam, she felt that figure would disappear at any moment.

It stands to reason that the closer the distance, the clearer she should be able to see. Why is his figure still so ethereal and misty?

Zhuge Canglan accelerated the speed of paddling with both hands, and finally swam to the side of the gazebo. She tried her best to climb up, and her body came out of the warm water, and immediately sneezed loudly several times.

Zhuge Canglan rubbed his nose, turned to look at the 'Xianzun', such a small water pavilion, the distance between her and him was only about four meters at most.

But she still couldn't see the figure of Xianzun, he was surrounded by white smoke, and could only see a vague outline of a human body, and the long hem of his clothes dragging on the ground.As for the face, I can't see it at all.

The smoke could even envelop the immortal energy in his body, making her unable to feel any pressure from the immortal.

Zhuge Canglan's spiritual consciousness tried hard to penetrate the smoke surrounding him, to see what he looked like, even if he couldn't see his face, it would be good if he could see the color of his hair clearly.

But she was very disappointed, as soon as her spiritual consciousness approached the immortal, she was slowly pushed out by a gentle force...

This made Zhuge Canglan a little embarrassed, as if someone caught peeping on the spot and was very embarrassed.

Just when she was thinking about how to speak, she suddenly felt light and warm.

She looked down, and the clothes on her body had become dry at some point, as if they had been ironed, they stuck to her skin, bringing a little warmth.

Even the hair is dry and smooth, fluttering slightly in the wind...

Zhuge Canglan touched the corner of his clothes and said uncomfortably, "Thank you...thank you..."

"You look for the deity!"

His voice came like a wisp of mist, with a little soft and moist breath.

Zhuge Canglan: "Well, you and the one who took my dagger in the forbidden area are the same person? And...that man with ice-blue hair that I met in the pool that night...are you the same person?"

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