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Chapter 8(1/2)

The heavens show strange phenomena, and the entire world of cultivation is shocked.

Countless monks looked out, their faces changed and they were talking.

"This aura is wandering between the Nascent Soul and the God Transformation Realm, and someone is rushing to the God Transformation Realm."

"Are you a casual cultivator or a person from the Immortal Sect? There are many immortal sects in the south, and Qingling is located in it. Could it be that he is a member of the sect?"

"Although there are many Nascent Soul cultivators in Qingling Sect, those who are on the verge of Transformation of God are nothing more than those, two immortal kings and several elders."

"I hope it's Su Zhenren, the sky has eyes, and there are few monks like him who are kind-hearted in the world."

"The closest Immortal Lord Linghua is, he should be."

"Did you forget the one who entered the Sifang Pond in the sun, the pride of heaven back then, if it weren't for being hurt, it would have been long since entered the realm of God Transformation?"

"It's not good, so he's doing shameless things even more unscrupulously."

"Yes, it's true, 80% of them are going to make trouble."

Shen Liuji turned his head, sneezed, and wrapped the not-so-fitting brocade robe tightly.

Ling Hua clenched his fist on his lips and stared at him left and right.

Chen Liuxiang sat cross-legged on the chair, without suitable shoes, his two white and tender feet were exposed to the air, and his delicate and beautiful little faces were slightly wrinkled, and he was very unhappy.

Ling Hua finally couldn't hold it in and burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

The laughter of destruction came from the room.

Ling Jinye had just arrived, but was stunned when he heard this, calling Zhou Xuanlan who was turning around and about to leave, "Has my master been lit up with a smile?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Zhou Xuanlan and his eyes widened slightly.

Zhou Xuanlan was wearing black clothes, which was no different from usual. There was two more plaster on both sides of the belt, and the child's foot prints and the collars were wrinkled, as if someone had pulled them hard.

Ling Jinye looked around: "Which baby doll doll doll doll do you hold?"

"No." Zhou Xuanlan's low air pressure was visible to the naked eye and left.

Ling Jinye talked about this to Ling Mushan who followed him: "That foot looks less than four years old. When did Qingling Sect have such a young child?"

The two stood outside the door, and the laughter in the room gradually ended.

Ling Mushan stared at the closed door: "Immortal Hua is so happy, I believe that Uncle Master has successfully entered the realm of Transformation of Gods."

"That's of course, otherwise how could the master laugh like this," Ling Jinye said, "You haven't answered me yet. Where did the little doll come from? Xuan Lan still looked unhappy."

Ling Mushan thought for a moment and smiled like a fox: "I don't know, maybe one might have appeared out of thin air."

"Have you laughed enough?"

Chen Liuxiang looked desperate and grabbed the loudspeaker bigger than his face from the table. His cheeks were so angry that he bulged. "If you laugh enough, please contact me for your senior brother."

There has never been a saying in the novel that it has become smaller.

He was confused.

"Okay, okay," Ling Hua said as he reached out, but touched the top of his head, and his five fingers grabbed it between his soft and thin hair. "Oh, I can touch this touch for a night."

Shen Liuji stood up from the chair and raised his foot to kick someone.

"Okay, okay, let's not play anymore." Ling Hua curled his smile, pinched the spell, and the green light flashed in the room.

In a moment.

A clear and moist man's voice floated out from the transducer, extremely gentle, falling into his ears like a spring breeze blowing across his heart.

"I'm here, what's the matter?"

Ling Hua immediately said, "Sect Master, Liu Xiang has entered the realm of Transformation of Gods."

"I know," the man's voice was slow, "Are you in trouble?"

Ling Hua was about to reply when a milk sound broke into the transponder, "Senior brother, I'm getting smaller, what should I do?"

Silence on the other side for a long time.

He spoke again, with a smile on his face, "How small it has become."

Chen Liuxiang had a tense face: "It looks like he was about three years old."

"It should be caused by the demon poison in your body," Ling Ye pondered for a moment and said slowly, "The demon poison will curb the circulation of spiritual power. You suddenly break through, your spiritual power loses control, and the demon poison buried in your body explodes, causing your body to become smaller."

The sinking sound grinded his teeth: "What kind of poison is it?"

"I don't know, you are the only one in history."

Chen Liuxiang heard Ling Ye's tone slightly dark, and said faintly: "Can you not change back?"

From then on, I will be a Tianshan boy.

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"Since the spiritual power is out of control, you can slowly circulate the spiritual power in your body and press down the demon poison again."

Chen Liuyi opened his eyes wide, and a white face came to the transponder, "Senior Brother said in detail."

"Practice diligently." The three words "Study hard." fell, and the light of the transponder dimmed.

"Hey, senior brother said you are lazy," Ling Hua took the voice transmitter and gloated. "Who told you that you only knew to follow Ye Bingran's butt for ten years. You are not interested in cultivation. You know you are wrong."

Shen Liuyun curled his lips: "I am going to sleep."

"Hey, I'm not happy." Ling Hua smiled, "But you look so cute when you are angry."

Chen Liuxiang picked up the teacup and smashed it without saying a word. Ling Hua took it casually and put it back on the table, "Forget it, I won't mess with you anymore, how do those two disciples of the Sword Sect do?"

Shen Liuji dragged his cheeks with his hands: "Let it go."

"You are kind-hearted," Ling Hua said, closing the door and leaving.

Shen Liuyi grabbed the armrest, slowly climbed down from the seat, pulled out the black cloth bag from the pile of clothes, and after careful look, the corner of his mouth raised.

What a star flower bag.

Those two treasure-giving boys.

After putting the baby bag, Shen Liujiu brought a low stool, stepped on it, supported her hands on the edge of the couch, and plucked up her strength, rolled in with a "joy" sound.

He rubbed his eyes, wrapped himself in a quilt, and combed through what he remembered.

In the book, he is an absolute villain. He makes things difficult for Su Baiche in open and secretly, and repeatedly kills him, but he will always lose his wife and his troops.

In the later period, Su Baiche's followers were able to mess with the sky and the earth. He should have become cannon fodder, but with the identity of the son of the Imperial Palace, he survived to the end. In the battle between the two tribes, he died in order to save Ye Bing.

Even so, it failed to impress Ye Bingran, so he turned around and hugged Su Baiche.

Unfortunately, Ye Bingran is also a loser.

Not only him, all male supporting roles are losers, except Zhou Xuanlan who can hold the beauty and control the world.

He is the only one who has ever lived, and has become an existence beyond the imperial palace.

no!

The sound of the sinking sound pulled the bed sheets.

He doesn't act as a villain, nor can he be cannon fodder.

In the past, he was depressed in all kinds of ways for his character design, but now he just wants to live happily in this world and go all the way to the end!

The first step is to sink the prodigal son.

Cover the quilt and sleep.

He shrank into a glutinous rice ball and started to snore in an instant.

After sleeping until afternoon, I got up and smelled the chicken legs. The monk's keen five senses were fully displayed at this moment.

Ling Hua asked his disciples to leave the sect, bought some children's clothes, and went to the restaurant to sweep it according to Shen Liuxiang's request.

Before the door, the sunken head poked out from inside, with its bright black eyes open.

The peach blossoms were blooming vigorously, and Linghua was busy picking flowers and making wine. The things were delivered, but they left without leaving for a while.

Before leaving, he told Chen Liuxiang not to reveal his identity. Qingling Sect has more god-transforming realm, and other immortal sects will definitely send people to inquire about the news. If someone discovers his current state, he may feel troubled.

Shen Liuyun bit the chicken leg and nodded in agreement.

Ling Ye advised him to practice more, but he was thinking about it. He planned to practice magic when he was full and drunk, but his mind was blank and he couldn't remember many of the techniques.

Shen Liuyi reluctantly picked up Angelica Jade and summoned the omnipotent apprentice.

A green light flashed across.

There is a piece of wood that is tall in the room, with a piece of jade tied to it, and there are also letters on it - Master, please do not disturb me.

The sinking sound was dumbfounded.

At this time, Zhou Xuanlan should be a good kid who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. How can he learn to resist his master at once?

"Oh, I'm also at the age of rebellion."
To be continued...
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