欺凌尤娜2

  Matchmaker Zeng stood respectfully next to a cultivator wearing a blood mask. It was rare for her to have the smell of powder accumulation on her body, and her face was solemn.

  When the three of Shen Ping walked in.

  The eyes of the scarlet masked cultivator swept towards Pei Huoyu.

   Almost at the same time.

   Two eyes collided.

   "Mountain Fire Hall."

   "Blood Luo Wei."

  Pei Huoyu frowned darkly.

  The monk with the scarlet mask had his pupils shrunk.

  The core members of Zhenbaolou all have dao protectors, but most of them are only at the boat level. Occasionally there are pavilion levels. As for the hall level, it is rare.

   "Master Shen Fu."

   "This is the blood emissary sent by my Chunmanyuan headquarters."

  Matchmaker Zeng gave a brief introduction.

  Shen Ping and Wang Yun hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I have seen you before."

  The Xueluo Messenger\'s eyes fell on Wang Yun, and he said bluntly, "Mortals need to endure great pain during the transformation of their bloodlines and bones. If you are not firm in your will, you\'d better give up such thoughts."

  Wang Yun glanced at Shen Ping, and said firmly, "Senior, junior want to give it a try."

  The envoy of Xueluo smiled faintly, "In two months, whether you can succeed depends entirely on your own luck."

   Heard this.

   Shen Ping couldn\'t help clasping his hands and asked, "Senior, may I ask if you were here at Chunmanyuan in Qingyang City during these two months?"

   "Absent."

   "Then can I go with you?"

   "Bloodline transformation is related to the secrets of my Chunmanyuan. Master Shen Fu is a core member of Zhenbaolou, so naturally it can\'t."

  The Xueluo Messenger suddenly said: "However, if Master Shen Fu is willing to change his family and come to my Spring Manyuan, not to mention accompanying his wife, or watching the process of blood transformation, he is qualified."

"snort!"

   Accompanied by a cold snort.

  Pei Huoyu raised his hand and shot out a flame.

   Flame is extremely fast.

  In an instant, he attacked the blood messenger, and suddenly separated three flames in front of his mask, and each flame was as hot as the sun.

   The blood envoy\'s eyes sank.

  The mana all over his body instantly condensed into a semicircular magic shield.

  Three flames splashed layers of flame-colored ripples.

   Then dissipated.

  Pei Huoyu\'s voice followed, "You, a green blood envoy, dare to stand in front of me and win over the core of my Zhenbaolou?!"

  The Messenger of Xueluo knew that he was wrong, and said, "It is said that the members of Shanhuo Temple are very tempered, and they really deserve their reputation. If you have something to do today, you must ask for advice."

  Pei Huoyu said lightly, "I will accompany you at any time."

  Shen Ping saw that the two of them were just trying a little and didn\'t really fight, he was relieved immediately, and asked a few more words, seeing that the blood envoy\'s voice seemed impatient, he stopped immediately.

   A moment.

   Private room on the second floor.

  Sitting on the chair, drinking a few sips of spiritual tea, he hesitated instead.

  What the Messenger of Blood Luo said.

  Although the transformation of the blood vessels and roots is not life-threatening, there will be some uncontrollable risks. Chunmanyuan can\'t predict what will happen.

  Wang Yun said softly, "Husband, everything cannot be perfect. Yun\'er is already satisfied to have this opportunity. No matter what happens, the concubine is her husband\'s Yuner."

  Shen Ping sighed, "For two months, it\'s fine if I can accompany Yun\'er, but... as a husband, I\'m really worried about accidents."

   "Husband, I want to accompany my husband for a long time."

  Looking at the determination in his wife\'s eyes.

  Shen Ping finally nodded slowly.

  …

  You hour passes.

   Walking on the way back to Tongquan Lane.

   Shen Ping\'s shadow is getting longer and longer.

  The moment when his wife left Qingyang City on the Chunmanyuan flying boat.

  He was disturbed as if he had lost something.

   "My wife is a mortal."

   "In the eyes of Chunmanyuan, it doesn\'t have much value."

   "You don\'t have to worry too much."

  Pei Huoyu suddenly comforted.

  Shen Ping forced a smile on his face, "Thank you."

   Come to the gate of the courtyard.

Pei Huoyu said again, "Ten days later, the talisman master from Shanhuo Palace will arrive, and he will only stay here for a year. Fellow Daoist Shen, since you have been able to practice scriptures, I hope you will take good care of them within this year." Opportunity, that\'s all for now!"

  Shen Ping was silent. Although he didn\'t know what Pei Huoyu had paid for, the price for getting a talisman master from the headquarters to go to a small place like Wei State in person might be quite high.

   "Thank you, Senior Pei."

   Shen Ping looked at his natural back, bowed again and saluted, thinking in his heart, this is a real person with a cold heart and a warm heart.

  In the evening, there were two people missing in the hall.

  Yu Yan still stayed in the quiet room to retreat and attack the ninth floor of Qi training.

  Only Bai Yuying and Luo Qing.

   "Husband."

   "The Lingmi porridge I made is not as good as sister Yuner\'s."

   Bai Yuying said cautiously.

  Shen Ping looked at the almost sticky Lingmi, and ate it without paying attention, and said casually, "Yun\'er, she went to a place, and she will be back in two months."

   Heard this.

  Bai Yuying and Luo Qing smiled again.

  But soon Shen Ping said again, "The two months when Yun\'er is not here, Yinger and Qinger, you two have to bear more."

"ah…"

   "Husband, Yinger really can\'t afford it."

  Bai Yuying had a bitter face.

  Luo Qing\'s brows also showed worry.

   Watch their reactions.

  Shen Ping suddenly felt much better, and said with a smile, "Don\'t worry, I won\'t be too brave for my husband."

   Another five days passed.

  Xianmiaolou.

  Inside the quiet pavilion.

   Caishang Fairy leaned gracefully against the pavilion window, looking at the bamboo forest not far away, her eyes were full of melancholy, Chong Keqing from Zhenbaolou had already replied, and the colored spar was delivered to Master Shen Fu.

   Available until now.

  That Shen Fu master has never used colored spar.

first.

   Caishang Fairy has doubts about her own charm.

   Whoosh.

  A figure appeared in the pavilion.

  Caishang Fairy hurriedly got up and saluted, "Master."

The owner of Xianmiao looked solemn, "Last time the colored spar cost a lot of money, but it didn\'t have any effect. Tomorrow is the wine-tasting banquet for Chongjee. This is your last chance. If you don\'t grasp it, I, Xianmiaolou, won\'t give it a try." Just waste a little more resources on you."

   Fairy Caishang trembled all over.

  She bit her lip line: "As long as I can see Shen Fushi, I, I..."

The master Xianmiao shook his head when he saw this, "Caishang, your appearance and figure are considered outstanding among the Twelve Kingdoms. If it wasn\'t for the misunderstanding last time, I believe you would be able to catch this Shen Fu master, and this wine tasting feast, I have already done it." Arrange everything, and the rest is up to you."

   "Caishang understands!"

  …

  Late at night.

  Tongquan Alley shrouded in spiritual mist.

   Qiu Zhenren sat in a chair in the hall, drinking the old wine alone.

  The smell of spirit wine permeated her body.

   It\'s just the corners of the eyes but not half drunk.

   These days.

  She has been waiting for Shen Fushi next door to come to the door.

  It\'s a pity that there was no figure at the gate of the courtyard for a long time.

  After the large auction.

  Renren Qiu had to leave Qingyang City.

normal circumstances.

She still has a few decades to go, but it will be different if a core member appears on Wei Guo\'s side. Not only her, but all the hosts of the auction at the general station will be transferred, including other members of Zhenbaolou .

   Facing this strength.

  Although Qiu Zhenren was angry, he could only bear it with gritted teeth.

   "More than a month."

   "I don\'t have much time left..."

  Getting up, she went back to the bedroom.

  Wine tasting banquet tomorrow.

   Qiu Zhenren wants to show his best side.

no matter what the result is.

  She has to do her best once.

  Golden Elixir.

   Nascent Soul.

  Most monks from the sects of the Twelve Kingdoms had to fight to get a share of the resources, but now they don’t need their lives and only pay some other price. Whoever it is, they will not hesitate to give it a try.

  The longer you live, the more you want to live longer.