Chapter 19 Surprise

Nalan Zhouyi followed Jingwen Fairy calmly, inseparable, always holding Jingwen Fairy's arm, like a fart bug, almost sleeping in Jingwen Fairy's arms every day.

Yueming, who has been depressed recently, was originally following Sister Jingwen and could look up to her beautiful face from time. Unexpectedly, she was robbed of the limelight by a five-year-old child. What's more annoying is that this little boy still despises himself, even ignores and disdains it. It's really unbearable.

In a certain space, a cloth scarf, fairy style bone, extraordinary white beard old man, yes, it is Xing Zun, staring at the void with a bad smile at this moment, and his feet keep laughing.

While brushing his beard, his eyes are full of stars.

"Zhou Yi, a boy, is so young and can pretend. Haha, wrong, he is so good at covering up his disguise. He must be a restless master, and he can't lose late. Hey, okay, okay! It won't be as unlucky as me! What an apprentice, but this boy is too lustful. He always follows women's buttocks. He is so small and so nymphomaniac. The nymmaniac can't last long!"

Shaking his head and nagging, his long beard is attractive and charming.

Nalan Zhouyi smiled like a nymphomaniac, smiling like a flower, tireless, and a living Maitreya, but unfortunately she was a "little Lori".

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"Lian, you have managed this vein well. On behalf of God, I will give you a medium flying sword and ten low-grade flying swords to reward meritorious personnel. I believe there will be no more accidents when solving the fireworks beast crisis this time. I hope you will manage the mineral vein well and will always reward you in time and won't forget you!" Jingwen Fairy is high above, and a momentum of staring at the world behind her quietly comes out,

"We will follow the mission of the fairy and spare no effort for the sect!" Lien Zhan, who was the head, heard the reward, smiled happily, led the rest of the people, and knelt respectfully.

"Okay, get ready. I'm going back to the sect to take care of myself." Nalan Zhou Yi quietly followed Jingwen Fairy, stood up and walked to the back door.

"Sister Jingwen, are we leaving?" The restless Nalan Zhouyi asked with a burst of laughter.

"Yes, we will leave tomorrow and we will go to the gate."

"Oh, really!" Hearing this, Nalan Zhouyi suddenly danced like a sleepy earthworm, "Really, I can fly by myself, and I can cultivate immortals!"

Looking at Nalan Zhouyi and running around happily, Jingwen Fairy's face also retreated from her serious face in the hall, changed into a charming smiling face, and looked back with a charming smile.

"I hope you are just a simple child!"

muttering to himself, the breeze blew, fell into the wind and disappeared.

"Fairy, this is a collection of spiritual stones in recent years, and only obtained spiritual stones. This time, the fairy came here, hoping to bring it back and give it to the sect. This is a record of spiritual stones. Fairy, please have a look."

Early in the morning, Lien Zhan led a group of men and stood respectfully in the hall.

"Hmm!" He glanced at the account book casually, waved his hand, and disappeared in place with the dense spiritual stones below. Nalan Zhouyi's eyes lit up, and his silly little head turned around and said, "Where is it? Disappeared? Is this also fairy art?

Briefly quiet, Jingwen Fairy sat high in the upper seat, expressionless, and lightly knocked on the golden nanmu under her body.

"This is a magic weapon I found inadvertently. My disciple's immortality is not enough. I don't know the trick. I want to give it to the fairy, hoping to enter the fairy's magic eye." With that, he took out a thing from the cuffs, simple and unpretentious, a long needle-shaped object, and the fairy Gonghe Jingwen fairy flew in. He raised his hand and lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

"Oh! It's like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood, which is a little interesting. Jingwen Fairy went in her hand and stared quietly. Her eyes were suddenly bright, like a new round of sun, shining and eye-catching.

"Eh? What can't even be seen in my delusional eyes?" Jingwen Fairy was stunned and then stared at this unknown magic weapon in surprise.

After a while, the light dissipated. Jingwen Fairy closed her eyes and held the needle-shaped magic weapon tightly in her hand. Silently, Nalan Zhouyi looked around and heard her heartbeat.

"You have a heart, ah, this is a bottle of gas dispersion, which is helpful for the disciples to practice during the foundation period. Take it!" After a while, Jingwen Fairy slowly opened her eyes, threw her right hand, and a bottle of gas dispersed to Lien Zhan.

"Thank you for the fairy!" Lien Zhan's result was dissipated, and he suddenly smiled happily and flattered with a word of flattery.

"Well, it's okay. Let's retreat. We'll leave tomorrow." With a wave of his hand, the magic weapon disappeared in an instant, as if he had appeared, and Nalan Zhouyi's eyes behind him were brilliant.

Lien Zhan and others left quietly, and the empty hall returned to tranquility.

"Sister Jingwen, what kind of fairy art is this? Where did you take them?"

"This is not a fairy art. Have you seen this?" Jingwen Fairy pointed, with bright colors hanging around her waist and faint and fragrant pockets.

"The purse?" Nalan Zhouyi scratched his head stupidly, and countless question marks flashed in his mind.

"Ha ha, this is not a purse, but a storage bag, a practitioner, a necessary storage device. When you arrive at the sect and worship the master, the master will definitely give it to you. Now you still don't know how to practice immortal skills, and you can't use it to give it to you. Xiao Zhouyi, don't worry!"

Seeing the little star in Nalan Zhouyi's eyes, he looked at Nalan Zhouyi speechlessly and explained earnestly while leading Nalan Zhouyi away.

"Yes, by the way, Zhou Yi, do you know any martial arts?" Jingwen Fairy's voice came faintly. In the empty hall, it echoed for a long time.

"Yes, Sister Jingwen, I will record Qingfeng Fujian! My father taught me." Nalan Zhouyi, with a proud face, raised his dazzling face and replied childishly.

"What? Qingfeng Fujian Record?