Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Then ... do you want to spend the city master?"

Ling Xian smiled, no matter how she looked, she had a bit of treacherous taste.

"It is necessary, it is necessary."

Due to the burning of the flames in the town's magic monument, the demon is in a state of soul loss. Hearing Ling Xian's words at this moment, he nodded subconsciously, repeating the answer to the previous question.

"Ok?"

Ling Xian raised a brow, her eyes staring directly at Mozun like a sharp sword.

Suddenly, the fierce devil shivered and hurriedly changed his tongue: "No, no, no, yes, no."

"It's pretty much the same."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, moving her eyes toward Hua Wan below, and said loudly, "Huacheng Lord, you heard it, Mozun said he didn't want you."

After hearing the words, Hua Wan was relieved and completely relieved.

Everyone present was relieved, and in addition to the awe of Ling Xian's eyes, only gratitude remained.

Originally, they were all desperate, thinking that the city owner would surely be taken away by the demon. However, at the moment, Ling Xian stepped forward and rescued Hua Wan from the fire and water. How could they be grateful?

Especially Huawanyue, the party, was grateful and grateful.

Fortunately, I chose Lingxian as the flower god. Otherwise, if you choose someone else, not only will her innocence be ruined, but Huacheng will lose her face.

Just, what do you mean by yourself?

Can't you say he doesn't embarrass himself?

Hua Wan gave Ling Xian a glance and muttered, "Really, it's like I can't marry."

Then, she flickered and came to Ling Xian. Then she gave a deep ritual and said, "Thank you, my son, for taking the shot today to save me from fire and water."

"The Lord of the Flower City is polite. It's just a matter of hand."

Ling Xian waved her hand, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly looked at Hua Wanyu with that expectant look.

This makes the woman a little surprised, there is always a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment, she saw Ling Xian's kind and very bright smile.

"If the Lord of the Flower City really appreciates it, then give me a drop of Holy Spirit water."

Ling Xian looked at Hua Wanyu with a look of anticipation and a smile on her face.

"I knew it was."

Hua Wan was full of black lines, and then she turned into a playful heart, and smiled charmingly: "The Holy Spirit is not there, but there is one beauty, so I should let it be."

"Oh, that's fine." Ling Xian shook her head in disappointment, and even looked away from Hua Wanyu.

This makes Hua Wanyue's eyelids jump, and Ling Xian ignored her, but also showed that disappointed expression.

What do you mean!

Isn't the old lady a charming and beautiful beauty not as good as a drop of Holy Spirit water?

Hua Wanqi's chest was undulating and undulating, and the waves were very spectacular.

This made Mozun on the side quietly swallowed, and his eyes became hot again. But when he thought of the demon around him, he immediately shivered, knowing that Ling Xian was there, and he was hopeless.

"Forget it, anyway, it's also a hand-raising task. The owner of Huacheng doesn't need to take it to heart."

Ling Xian waved her hand and said, "This matter has been resolved, and I should leave Huacheng."

"go away?"

Hua Wan stunned for a moment, and said, "You are now the flower **** of Huacheng. According to regulations, you cannot leave Huacheng."

"Rules are dead, people are alive. I believe the owner of Huacheng will not embarrass me for a rule." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"but…"

Hua Wanyu wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Ling Xian's wave.

"No, but I have decided. If the owner of Huacheng does not comply, then I can cancel my position as a **** of flowers."

Hearing the words, Hua Wanyu sighed slightly and understood Lingxian's determination.

"Well, I promise you."

"Very good, thanks to the host of Huacheng for releasing." Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction.

"It's okay for you to leave, but you can't take it off in this flowery position."

Hua Wanyue looked directly at Ling Xian and said, "You can rest assured that I won't let you renew your life for the Holy Spirit Spring or ask you to do anything. I just want Huacheng to have a bond with you. How? ? "

"This…"

Ling Xian was hesitant. He understood the meaning of Hua Wanyu, and he wanted to catch himself. If there is any difficulty in Huacheng in the future, he will certainly not sit idly by.

In contrast, if you are in trouble, Huacheng should not stand idly by.

"Okay, I'm done."

Ling Xian nodded, seemingly inadvertently said, "If I have trouble in the future, don't stand by the owner of Huacheng."

"You saved my life and saved the Holy Spirit Spring, wouldn't I just sit by and ignore it?" Hua Wan contracted the blue silk that fell down to her forehead.

"Then I thanked the owner of Huacheng in advance." Ling Xian raised his mouth, rejoicing to get another helper.

"No need to thank me, I should thank you."

Hua Wanyue is also a bit joyful, she is happy to embrace a peerless evil, and she also feels a bit unclear about the way.

"Well, it's getting late, and I should leave."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, and turned her eyes to Mozun, saying: "Mozun, let's find a place to recount the old."

Your uncle!

Mozun cursed, and he guessed that it was not a good thing, and he did not want to go with Ling Xian, a demon. But he knew very well that if he was half a word, he would fly into the town's magic monument the next moment.

Therefore, he dejected: "Okay, let's talk about the old."

"Let's go."

Ling Xian shifted her gaze to the dignified and beautiful flower gracefully, arching the archway: "Longer to Japan, there will be a period later."

With that said, he strode meteor, heading forward. One step forward, shrinking into an inch, in a blink of an eye it was a hundred feet away.

The white clothes were so snowy, and they were really heartbreaking.

Not to mention those monks who have become dandans, even Hua Wanyue is also fascinating, sighing aloud, such a magnificent Tianjiao.

Only Mozun is as ugly as a dead child. He looked at the back of Ling Xian, and wondered whether he should turn around and run, betting he couldn't catch up with him.

But when a word came from afar, he immediately dispelled him.

"I recently learned a new technique of martial arts, plus Jiutianyiyi. I don't know, can I stand by you with the demon?"

When the voice came, Mozun lamented, looked at Hua Wan with a reluctant glance, and then moved forward and followed.

In this way, the two disappeared completely after a few breaths.

Soon, Lingxian and Mozun left Huacheng and came to a dense forest.

The ancient trees here are lush and lush.

"Let's take a break here first."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and landed on the crown of a towering ancient tree.

Seeing this, Mozun sighed helplessly and fell to him.

"Okay, the Huacheng thing is over, it's time to talk about the matter between us." Ling Xian sat on the dense leaves, like a feather, without letting the leaves fall for half a minute.

The same is true of Mozun.

He nodded like a fate, but said helplessly: "What you said is that I am unlucky, and I met you again."

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