Chapter 633: Scaleless

After Yun Jiu and Xuan Xuzi learned that Rong Xian was thinking, they looked strange.
Yun Jiu said delicately: "Since the Emperor Xi has come in person, this case will definitely be done, please also ..."
Yun Jiu said enthusiastically: "Please rest assured.
When Rong Xian heard his promise, he immediately opened his eyes and smiled: "Relax, after all, I have never heard of the Lord Su Yun's speaking."
Yun Jiu: "..." This compliment is a bit perfunctory.
He just wanted to let Rong Xian hurry away. As long as he thought about what he promised, he felt that everything was wrong.
Xuan Xuzi was also very speechless by the side, and he also knew why the Sovereign Yun promised such outrageous things.
But Emperor Yun ran a trip in person, this face Yun Jiu could not help but.
But as a suzerainer, he stared at the emperor's harem, which was strange.
It is such a thing that Rong Xian came to look for Yun Jiu. Now besides the mysterious guy in Xingchen Pavilion, only Yun Jiu can help her to hold Wuzun.
Now that things are done, Rong Xian is going to leave very simply.
She leaned towards Yun Jiu and said slowly: "I have to bother Yun Lord Yun to send me to the position just now."
Yun Jiu was speechless for a moment, and the sword whirlpool in his eyes shot out a sharp sword.
The sword air glided across the space in front, and a space crack appeared.
Rong Xian raised an eyebrow and Shi Shiran said, "Thank you, Lord Yun, for your generosity."
Anyway, turned and walked towards the crack.
At the moment when he stepped into the crack, Rong Xian's eyes flashed quickly.
At the moment of Jin Mang's flashing, the cracks in the space shifted slightly.
Xuan Xuzi inadvertently caught the slight deviation, and opened his mouth.
Before his voice came out, he watched Rong Xian's figure disappear.
Xuan Xuzi: "..."
When the crack was closed, Xuan Xuzimu faced Yun Jiu and said, "The space you tear is a bit off."
The word 'deviation' is used somewhat euphemistically. It is obviously separated by a distance of 108,000 miles. It is obviously impossible for Yun Jiu to make such a low-level mistake.
So-"You did it on purpose!"
Yun Jiu: "..." Suddenly, a cauldron fell from the sky and clasped his head.
Yun Jiu reluctantly said, "I'm not, I don't."
Xuan Xuzi nodded, not sure whether he believed or pretended.
Yun Jiu was helpless, obviously, the space he had delineated was quite normal, how suddenly it crooked today.
He carefully sensed where the remaining breath fluctuations in the space belonged, and the sword vortex in his eyes rotated faster.
There is only one thought in my heart: to suffer.
He can sense it, so can Xuan Xuzi.
Xuan Xuzi said calmly and calmly: "Are you ready?"
Yun Jiuzi insisted: "What are you preparing for?"
As for his knowing question, Xuan Xuzi ignored it and said seriously: "The Master of Innocents will be here soon."
Opening the cracks in space to the West Antarctica, how could the scrupulous masters not come here.
Everyone is old and acquainted with each other.
Yun Jiu: "..." Why should we mention this unacceptable fact?
Without waiting for him to prepare, a gentle light flashed in front of him.
A barefoot monk in a monk's robe and wearing a cricket was standing on a lotus platform surrounded by the light of a Buddha.
There was a faint smile on his face, and when you saw that smile, you seemed to see the sufferings of all sentient beings, and you saw the pure land of the paradise.
He stared at Yun Jiu. In Rong Xian's words, he seemed to be staring at a lost lamb, making Yun Jiu's face look a little unsightly.
"When the poor monk sat in meditation, he suddenly heard his brother's sword anger, and thought that he finally figured out that he would come to the poor monk bliss world and achieve the bodhisattva body. "The Master Soulless speaks slowly and slowly, feeling quite like a lotus flower.
Yun Jiu glanced down at the sword on his knees, and made a smirk at the corner of his mouth.
He knew that the monk hated it most.
Yun Jiu's figure suddenly turned into thousands of swords, and the voice came from all directions, clear in his ears: "Dead bald donkey, fight."
Xuan Xuzi: "... is a monk, not a bald donkey."
Xuan Xuzi was a little helpless, and he couldn't figure it out. He felt that there was a sinful relationship between Master Soulless and Yun Jiu.
As long as the innocent master saw Yun Jiu, he tried his best to turn him into the western bliss world.
As long as Yun Jiu sees the innocent master, he is the one who will never speak well without playing a match.
Rong Xian was unaware of what happened between them.
At this time, Rong Xian, who walked on the land of the West Antarctica, brushed his sleeves casually and said solemnly: "The matter of pit people does not need to pick a day."
Rong Xian is so frank, she doesn't cover up, and she builds her happiness on the pain of others.
Although she didn't know that the Innocent Master had found it, she could guess that there would be great power to find faults in the West Antarctica after the space cracks appeared.
"Well, may Lord Buddha bless you, Lord Cloud Nine." Rong Xian said falsely.
She looked around and felt that the auras of the West Antarctica had a clean, deceptive taste.
Legend has it that the birthplace of the Lord of the Buddha is extraordinary.
She fluttered lightly, searching for every inch of land with interest.
The entire continent looks relatively barren, but Rong Xian's faint sense of power is still a lot.
She bent down and was about to weed out a weed in front of her, an anxious voice sounded.
"Girls are slow, and the ginseng cannot be picked."
The moment the voice fell down, a ‘ga quack’ sounded, and the grass broke down.
Rong Xian casually played with the grass in his hand and looked back at the dumb-eyed little monk, smiling brightly: "Yeah, the little monk said something late, I didn't react at once."
"You you you ..." The young monk pointed at Rong Xian for a long time and couldn't speak.
Rong Xian sighed lightly, took two steps forward, raised her right hand with her left hand, and took the young monk's hand.
The little monk's face turned red, and even his neck became red, as if he were about to smoke.
"Female, female donor, this is absolutely impossible. The poor monk is a monk and cannot be a female." The monk was shy and embarrassed.
Rong Xian gave a hand, and immediately he raised his right hand and put the weed in the hands of the young monk.
She said kindly, "I'm really sorry, I broke the little master's grass. Well, let's return the grass to the original."
The young monk looked down at the grass in his hands and was a little silly, Hara and Hara would be wrong.
"I don't know. All the wild grasses in the mountains have a master." Rong Xian's tone was a little surprised.
She looked around and looked at this large, ugly weed, covering her chest against her conscience, and said, "The hobby of the little master is very special, and it is not common for humans to look like this."