Exploding cute kitten princess: Xianzun, don't mess with me

Chapter 51 The Portrait of the Immortal Venerable

But it is understandable that no one will be happy when this happens.

That's right, the small cotton trousers are so considerate.

Mo Xiaoxian stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him: "Actually, it's nothing."

Immortal Fuli obviously couldn't keep up with her leap of thinking.

Mo Xiaoxian encouraged again: "Everything will be fine."

Immortal Fuli's eyelids twitched, he had a bad premonition.

Mo Xiaoxian finished it perfectly: "You still have us."

Although Jiang Luoyan didn't know what she was talking about, she still puffed her chest out with a bold face: "Yes, the Immortal still has us."

Immortal Fuli narrowed his eyes: "You?"

"No need to thank you, we all understand." Mo Xiaoxian gave him a very sure look.

Jiang Luoyan took the opportunity to ask, "What do we know?"

Mo Xiaoxian slapped him on the head: "Can you explain this kind of thing clearly?" Otherwise, the immortal would lose face.

Jiang Luoyan touched her head and said "Oh" aggrieved.

Immortal Fuli looked at Mo Xiaoxian coldly, and looked at Mo Xiaoxian at a loss, then turned and left without saying a word, and walked towards Jiangzhu Mountain.

Mo Xiaoxian and Jiang Luoyan immediately followed, Jiangzhu Mountain was not far away, but the three of them walked for half an hour, looked up, and Jiangzhu Mountain was still there, not far or near.

Mo Xiaoxian couldn't help frowning: "Why do I feel like we're standing still?"

Although Immortal Fuli walked ahead without saying a word, he watched all directions and listened to all directions, and stopped immediately when he heard her shout that he was tired.

That is to say, you can rest for a while, Mo Xiaoxian immediately found a flat stone and sat down, rubbing his sore and swollen calf, excruciating pain: "Why can't you ride the clouds?"

Jiang Luoyan was shaking the folding fan in his hand, his face was neither red nor out of breath, and he looked calm and composed: "Crimson bead grass is a sacred object of my Chenghuang clan, and the surrounding area is naturally full of formations. , will break into it."

"The Immortal Venerable is a master at breaking the formation, even if he breaks into the formation, he will definitely come out safe and sound." Mo Xiaoxian was very dissatisfied.

Immortal Fuli finally took a look at her, and Mo Xiaoxian immediately smiled back, but Immortal Fuli slowly moved his eyes away again, and the smile on Mo Xiaoxian's face froze, finally belatedly realizing that something was wrong. wrong.

Jiang Luoyan didn't notice the movements of the two of them. His face was full of pride, as if he was praising himself: "How powerful the Immortal Venerable is, of course these formations are not taken seriously. Back then, the Immortal Venerable was alone in Lingxuan Ji's world. It took less than a stick of incense to come out, what kind of courage, even now, few gods can match."

"Ling Xuanji?" Mo Xiaoxian vaguely remembered that this was the last Demon Lord of the Demon Race.

Jiang Luoyan was opened up, and sat next to Mo Xiaoxian, looking as if he was going to have a long talk: "The demeanor of the Immortal Venerable at that time is still vivid in my mind, and even when I dream back at midnight, I always dream of it." That scene."

Mo Xiaoxian asked strangely: "I remember it vividly? This happened at least 20 years ago. At that time, you were not sure which rock crevice you were in. How did you know the demeanor of the immortal?"

Hearing this, Immortal Fuli also turned to look at him, apparently also puzzled by this.

Jiang Luoyan blushed, and said with a hey smile: "To tell the truth, Miss Mo, the portraits of immortals, whether they are illustrations on the "Tianting Tabloid" or single-person paintings drawn by the immortals of the heavens, as long as they are on the market, they will be sold to you below." I bought three copies, one for collection, one for observation, and one..." He hesitated to continue.

(End of this chapter)