The fairy cultivator is doted on by the six-year-old cubs

Chapter 239
"Yo~ It's Junior Sister Bai again, Junior Sister Bai is sure to cause trouble for everyone!"

Xie Yinglu, who was outside of Shenguang, covered her lips with her slender hand and shook the handkerchief, and laughed coquettishly.

"It's Fairy Yingying, Fairy Yingying is better than a concubine, she's so beautiful~"

"That's right, why doesn't Fairy Yingying participate in the selection?"

"This Flower Goddess doesn't have Fairy Yingying, so what's the point?"

"Hey ~ don't say that, Yingying is enough to have your approval, this kind of opportunity to show her face should be left to the little girls~"

After Xie Yinglu finished speaking, she smiled shyly and timidly, and leaned gently on Wen Daozhen's arm.

"Oh my god, what a match!"

"A man of talent and beauty, a couple of gods~"

"Fairy Yingying, Gao Yi!"

"Fairy Yingying is as holy as a lotus!"

"Heh - she is like a lotus? Then how can I, the lotus fairy, do for her?" Miss Wendengyu's temper is obviously not very good.

Yan Qiluo on the side also shook her feather fan and smiled coquettishly: "I remember that elder sister participated in the selection a hundred years ago, right? What title did she get?"

Bai Zhizhi looked at the familiar faces surrounding Xie Yinglu farting rainbow farts, smiled coldly, and ignored them.

After finishing dressing up, the little Shaoyao who was released was not happy, "Hmph, how many spirit stones did you guys take for this rainbow fart? It must be quite a lot, right? They all followed here."

"You spit out blood!"

"There is * in your eyes! Such a pretentious thing, how can she compare with the girls on the stage?"

"That's nothing compared to..." The speaker poked his neck in disbelief.

A few butterfly demons came around, circled around Xie Yinglu a few times, and suddenly twitched the corners of their mouths.

"I can't compare to anything~ Don't you people really think that our butterfly clan can't speak? Our butterfly clan selects people with the best morals, gods and appearances. This lady is beautiful, and she doesn't fit our butterfly clan's ideals." Aesthetic~"

Xie Yinglu's eager anticipation froze on her face, and she froze in place.

"If you want me to say, since this Flower Goddess is a human race, she shouldn't let you monsters..."

"shut up!"

Wen Daozhen, who had not said a word, stopped those people's nonsense with a cold face, flicked Xie Yinglu hanging on his arm away from him, snorted coldly, and left without looking back, leaving only Xie Yinglu's face gradually turned red on the spot.

The air suddenly quieted down.

Bai Zhizhi glanced at the helpless Xie Yinglu with a half-smile, and ignored it, this stupid thing really doesn't have a long memory, and one more glance would spoil the scenery.

"Who do you choose, girl?"

"This hibiscus flower, can I make hairpins for her?"

"Of course!" The two butterfly demons looked at the two people who looked exactly the same, but their temperaments were very different, and their heads were almost turned into afterimages.

It was Qing Li who spoke.Bai Zhizhi saw that there was some difference in Qing Li, but Qing Li had a solemn face, patted Bai Zhizhi's hairy head, and signaled her to take the golden osmanthus.

"No! No! This Flower Goddess must be a human race. What are you? I am no match for them. I, Xie Yinglu, am also a direct disciple of the Shang Sanzong. I am also a genius who came out of my body before I was a thousand years old. I have also... ..."

Countless colorful butterflies gently circled around the chattering Xie Yinglu, trying to invite her excitedly outward.It's just that Xie Yinglu's mentality has collapsed early at this time, and the expression on her face is almost crazy.

He raised his sword and slashed at those butterflies, Baihua Valley!Flower Festival!In front of Shenguang, cut someone's angel?What kind of provocation is this?How could the high gods bear this breath?
A huge vortex hit Xie Ying directly on the head.

【It turns out that when a person is crushed by time and space, there is not even a drop of blood left...】

Watching the vortex, after eating a person, it gradually grows into a secret realm entrance.Bai Zhizhi felt a little uneasy in his heart, this weird secret place might not be easy to get out of.

Moreover, the Heart of Time is equivalent to half the heart of this secret realm, and it may be even more difficult to take it off.

After Qing Lizan finished the golden hibiscus, before even offering sacrifices, everyone was sucked into the vortex by an irresistible pulling force.

The location of Bai Zhizhi was very strange. It was a strange yard covered with yellow talismans. Leaving aside the yellow talismans, this yard was also very strange. It was a small yard with white walls and black tiles. Almost all the walls were covered with The beauties are all meticulously painted, and those beauties are either walking, thinking, frowning, or smiling, all of which are extremely delicate.

It is obvious that these paintings all show the same beauty in different periods.From the age of the green girl, each one has matured a little bit, like a young girl, growing up slowly on these walls.

Bai Zhizhi could tell from the brushstrokes that the same person wrote these paintings. As the woman matured, the painter's brushwork became more and more proficient.

It's just that some kind of crazy emotion seems to be suppressed in that proficiency.

Walking from the garden to the room, the woman's expression became more and more gloomy, and the painter's brushstrokes became more and more frenzied and depressing.

Until...Bai Zhizhi found a few portraits of women in a bedroom without any clothes on. The women in those paintings were either sitting or lying down, all of them were charming, their faces were bright red, and a cinnabar mole on their chest was very obvious.

There is no window in this bedroom, but there is a pair of curtains embroidered with mountains and rivers. The interior decoration is exquisite, and all the household items of Jinsi Lingnan are made of Lingnan silk.

It's just that there is a lot of resentment in this room, just like the outside, every portrait has a top-quality yellow talisman on its face, and the one next to the bed has a talisman on the woman's forehead.

There are also two poems inscribed beside the woman, "The flowers on the temples of the clouds are beautiful and the golden steps are shaking, and the hibiscus tent is warming the spring night."

The handwriting looked like it was written by a woman, but Bai Zhizhi could recognize that the brushwork and the paintings were all written by one person.

And looking at the handwriting of the poem, it seems that the old and new words are different, Bai Zhizhi buttoned up the newer words, and the brown with a fishy smell was exposed under the thick white paint.

[This is blood?Jet-shaped...]

This height... Looking at the height of the woman on the portrait next to her, and then at the height of the blood stain, Bai Zhizhi pursed her lips, and then clasped the small portrait of the man on the table.A few more blockers were glued on.

puff!puff!puff!The yellow talismans on the woman's face instantly ignited, and the originally empty room was suddenly pierced by several shrill and terrifying howls.

"Dog, dog! How dare you?"

"噗——" Two bloody gashs with black air appeared on the back of Bai Zhizhi's hand, and the bright red blood line fell on the white stone ground, and there were several foul-smelling evil winds whistling in an instant come over.

But before those evil winds could get close to Bai Zhizhi, they were kicked far away by a figure with a fragrance of flowers.

"Dog man, go to hell!"

(End of this chapter)