The Magic Outfit

Fang Yizhe glanced around, and suddenly found that Su Tang's face was pale and bloodless, and the body that was originally stable like a mountain was slowly shaking back and forth.It seemed that he couldn't sit up, and he would fall down next time. The corners of his mouth slowly oozed out.

Fang Yizhe was shocked, hurriedly swept up, and fell beside Su Tang: "What's wrong with you?"

Su Tang barely smiled bitterly and turned his eyes to He Lanfeiqiong, his eyes full of doubts.

"He should be safe." He Lanfeiqiong's expression is also very weak, but compared with Su Tang, it is much stronger: "Evil Juntai is after all his refined spirit, so I borrowed his mind."

"But you ... should always ... talk to me first ..." Su Tang said awkwardly.

"I didn't expect the loss to be so great." He Lanfeiqiong said: "No wonder the Master said that after I am trained as a supernatural being, I can only try to run the Ancient Spirit Array."

"I'm telling you ... never again ... the original eyes did this ..." Su Tang said intermittently, and his eyes went black for a while. He only found out when He Lan Feiqiong was running the Spirit Array, The role of Renjin was originally Ren Renyu, and even his mind could be extracted by force. Fortunately, at the last moment, He Lanfeiqiong found that it was wrong and blocked the extraction, otherwise, I am afraid that he has now become a human. Too.

"No, no ..." He Lanfeiqiong said with a smile, she had recovered almost, and then changed the topic: "You go to call him, I haven't seen him in many years ..."

"You ... who are you?" Fang Yizhe suddenly shouted.

He Lanfeiqiong glanced at Fang Yizhe without responding, and then urged Su Tang to leave quickly with his eyes.

Su Tangchang took a breath, his figure swept towards the Evil Monarch Terrace, and disappeared in the rock in a blink of an eye.

For Su Tang, Evil Monarch is not fortified, he can enter and exit at any time, and he can clearly sense the position of the magic puppet.

At the next moment, Su Tang has appeared in a dense forest. There is a flat field in the jungle. A magic figure puppet that is somewhat similar to Su Tang's expression is quietly retreating in the flat field.

Su Tang stopped in front of the magic puppet, silent for a moment, and then took a light breath, the shape of the magic puppet suddenly became twisted, and then turned into a light smoke, which penetrated into Su Tang's muzzle and disappeared.

Su Tang slowly lowered his eyes and began to run the spiritual veins, absorbing the majestic spiritual power brought to him by the magic puppet.

Since he left the human world, the magic puppet has quietly practiced in the evil monarch for nearly thirty years, and it is an uninterrupted practice.

Although the speed and efficiency of Su Tang's immortal tactics for absorbing spiritual power far exceed those of other monks, and they can even be drawn on the battlefield in real time, they are only a small part compared to the sum of the dissipated auras.

The magical power of the puppet puppet is 100% owned by him, and there is no waste.

What's more, the magic puppet has been practicing, which means that he has thirty years of hard work in an instant.

Fatigue was swept away, Su Tang's double pupils regained his light, he paused slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from his place.

Suddenly, Su Tang had fallen on a grassland, and he walked forward.

The nearby grass grows at a speed that is noticeable to the naked eye. There are also wild flowers in the grass that are opening up, red, yellow, purple, white, just a few breaths, the surrounding has become a sea of ​​flowers.

Su Tang smiled at the corner of his mouth. He did not use the psionic power of the ancient tree of fate. The flowers and grass within a thousand meters of the area suddenly changed, because there was a life slowly waking up.

Continue to move forward, there is a Wang Qingquan in front, a woman is sitting behind the stone, staring quietly at the water, there is a lotus on the water, a lot of golden cocoons are wrapped in the lotus, at this moment, the cocoon shell Is slowly creeping.

Su Tang didn't look at the woman. His eyes were always on the golden golden cocoon. He walked straight to the spring, and he stopped.

The woman raised her head in surprise and looked at Su Tang.

"Girl Zhuang, it's been a long time." Su Tang said softly.

"You ... who are you?" The woman stood up slowly. At the moment she got up, countless spirit butterflies suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​flowers. The spirit butterflies rose like a cloud in the air, circling nonstop, seeming to be What is waiting for.

"You are not old at all." Su Tang said slowly: "I'm a little old ..."

In fact, the appearance of Su Tang is not much changed, but the appearance is completely different from the previous one. The previous Su Tang was full of vigour. When he was a guru, he dared to challenge the grand master. After years of tempering in the domain, his sharpness has been almost wiped out, and he often looks back and forth when things happen, but once he has made up his mind, the means are much more spicy than before, and he kills Sheng Yingye.

"Do you recognize me?" The woman frowned.

"We are friends." Su Tang smiled.

"No wonder, I didn't panic when I saw you." The corner of the woman's mouth slowly rose, and then she laughed.

"How long has she slept?" Su Tang's eyes fell back on the bright golden cocoon.

"Twenty years and ten months." The woman frowned and said anxiously.

"Your problems are all right?" Su Tang looked a little surprised.

"What's wrong with me?" The woman was stunned.

"Twenty years and ten months? Can you remember it so accurately?" Su Tang said again.

"I can only remember her." The woman said: "As long as it is related to her, I can remember it, so I like her the most, and I have always been here with her.

"It looks like it will take a while." Su Tang sighed softly: "You stay here to take care of her, and I will return as soon as I go."

"I've always been here," the woman said.

The figure of Su Tang once again disappeared from the original place. Within the evil monarch platform, he was an omnipotent god. He could not do it before. Now his entry has chased the king directly, and it has increased by thirty years out of nothing Hard work is not far from the real breakthrough.

Su Tang learned not only the magical power of the puppet, but also everything that slowly settled during the retreat.

It was another spring water, which oozed out from the stone cracks and merged into a Wang Qingtan, and then slowly flowed forward along the mountain, making a pleasant noise from time to time.

There were two women by the side of Qingtan, one of them leaned over, a long fluttering hair was immersed in the water, a huge machete was inserted behind her, and the other woman was carrying soap flowers in her hand, washing her hair carefully.

It was Xi Xiaoru who was leaning down, and Mei Fei who was carrying soap flowers. The two people kept talking and laughing, and the atmosphere seemed very pleasant.

At this moment, another woman came out of the forest and exclaimed in her mouth: "It's not good anymore, Mr. Ye Fushen fainted."

"Zong Xiu'er, what happened?" Xi Xiaoru suddenly raised his head.

"I don't know very well either." Zong Xiuer gasped slightly: "Master Zu said, it seems that a great force is hanging from the starry sky, to control the evil king platform, Mr. Ye Fushen desperately fights against that great force. I ca n’t support it, it seems ... it seems to have lost "

"Just now the sky is shaking, is that great force playing ghosts?" Xi Xiaoru shouted.

"It should be." Zong Xiuer replied.

Xi Xiaoru was silent for a moment, leaned down again, took the soap flower from Mei Fei's hand, and wiped his hair.

"Don't you go back and see?" Mei Fei asked in surprise.

"It's okay." Xi Xiaoru said lightly: "If it's a normal night, it doesn't matter if we can't get out, they can't get in; if they can come in, don't say us, even if he is, we should not be opponents. . Xiu'er, how did your Master teach you? Every major event should be quiet, so panic, what does it look like? "

"You can't blame me ..." Zong Xiuer looked aggrieved: "The ancestor asked me to come."

Su Tang silently, he suddenly found that in these years, Xi Xiaoru has undergone great changes. Previously, Xi Xiaoru only had the momentum to dare to dare to kill, but now he seems to be much calmer, replaced him with Su Tang, and suddenly found himself The domain-level spirit is shaken by a force, and it may not be as steady as Xi Xiaoru.

Su Tang took a step and slowly walked towards Xi Xiaoru. Mei Fei and Zong Xiu'er suddenly found a figure coming out, and they looked together, then they became stunned.

Su Tang put his index finger in front of his lips, instructing Mei Fei and Zong Xiu'er not to make a sound, but Mei Fei and Zong Xiu'er could hardly believe their eyes. They rubbed their eyes together with their hands, and then opened them again.

In the few years that Su Tang had just left, they often expected that Su Tang would suddenly appear at a certain moment and bring surprises to them, but in almost thirty years, that expectation has changed It's very thin, maybe they still think that Su Tang has already fallen in the crisis-ridden star field, but no one dare to say it.

Su Tang walked behind Xi Xiaoru, stooped down to pick up a scented soap flower, and gently rubbed on Xi Xiaoru's hair.

Xi Xiaoru still leaned over. She didn't look back at all. She shouldn't see Su Tang's, but her body suddenly shivered slightly, and the muscles around her neck and shoulders became particularly stiff.

Zong Xiu'er only slowed down at this time.She suddenly swept her figure and flew away. Ye Fushen was the only person who could control the evil monarch.He suddenly fainted, which made the elders feel uneasy, so she must Immediately pass back this great news.

Mei Fei's heart was very shocked, but she knew her identity, dared not surpass, and did not dare to disturb the current Su Tang and Xi Xiaoru, only gently grabbed Su Tang's clothing corner with his hand, and then held it in the palm of his hand, never let go open.

Su Tang washed Xi Xiaoru's long hair with the gentlest movements, but Xi Xiaoru's body shook more and more. There were tears flowing from the corners of his eyes. With the splash of water splashing in the Qingtan, Su Tang saw clearly. He could not help making a low sigh.