Early in the morning, the warm morning light pours on the earth.

In the mountains, there is a tree with a crooked neck. Hanging on the tree is a man tied up with five-colored flowers. His nose is bruised and his face is swollen, and there are many footprints all over his body. At this moment, he is swaying in the wind.

That's right, it's Zhao Yun.

Last night, he was so domineering that he destroyed Huayang, slaughtered the blood eagle, and pretended to be Daxia Hongyuan, scaring away the old man in blood. The only flaw was that he was knocked into sleep by a streak of blood, and then he was hung up like this.

Already.

At this point, they are still in a coma.

Under the tree, Zi Ling stood gracefully. She had been scanning Zhao Yun up and down for most of the night, and occasionally reached out to pinch Zhao Yun's arms and legs. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that this little martial artist could actually perform the power of Tianwu.

Other than that, it’s all about acting.

This guy named Zhao Yun never blushes or breathes when he deceives people.

She was still not sure if this guy... was Hong Yuan's disciple.

All she knew was that the person who accompanied her to the Tomb of the King of Yinyue that day was definitely Zhao Yun.

Let’s just say it! How could you be so frivolous and flirtatious when you are the best in the world? Playing with your juniors and stuffing rags into your mouth is even less dignified.

now.

It’s no surprise that the truth is revealed.

Because he was sure it was Zhao Yun, he became even more angry.

You little bastard, how dare you fool me, how dare you tease me.

Gua! Gua!

White Crane and Dapeng are also there.

Perhaps they were hungry, as the two birds were squatting under the tree, pecking at each other.

White Crane is okay, not very natural.

Dapeng! Your heart is big enough.

The owner was beaten like a bear, but it seemed like nothing was wrong.

The breeze blows and Zhao Yun wakes up.

I don’t know whether it was because I was injured too badly last night or because I was beaten too hard by Ziling. I am still dizzy to this day. When I regained consciousness, I realized that I was tied up by Wu Huada and hung on a tree. My whole body hurt, especially my face was burning.

of.

"woke up?"

Ziling suddenly spoke and looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.

"Senior, what a coincidence!"

Zhao Yun laughed, and suddenly felt an urge to urinate. His laughter was uglier than crying, and he struggled fiercely. However, the rope was special, so he kept struggling. The harder he struggled, the harder he shook. Although Ziling was laughing, she fell down.

In his eyes, his whole body felt chilly. If he had known that he could not frighten the old man in blood clothes, he would have used another method. It would be better if his identity was discovered.

The conscience of heaven and earth.

It wasn't him who played with Ziling, it was the Moon God.

It seems that I can’t explain it clearly. Even if I explain it, Ziling has to believe it!

"Aren't you going to say something?"

Ziling's smile became more and more charming, and sparks bloomed in her watery eyes.

"Don't say anything. I'm not going to bed."

"Crack!"

"I'm very good in bed."

"Crack!"

"One day, I will sleep with you."

"Crack!"

This is a bizarre conversation.

Zhao Yun spoke one sentence after another, each sentence more wild than the next.

Zi Ling! The slaps come one after another, each one louder than the last.

At this moment, not to mention Dapeng, Lian Baihe raised his head too much.

Is this little martial artist’s head caught in the door? Is he dying?

My master is really awesome.

The look in the golden-winged Dapeng's eyes is particularly admiring.

Looking at Ziling, her chest was rising and falling violently, and the blush on her face had spread to her neck. She didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry. She was a dignified Ksitigarbha at his peak, pure and pure. He had never heard such filthy words before. Moreover, the other party was still a child.

Wu Xiu, this is no longer teasing, this is naked insult!

No wonder I call you Love Saint, you really deserve it!

"Xiu'er, come on, say one more thing."

"After that, let's go on the road together."

Zhao Yun stopped and his orifices were bleeding from being slapped by Ziling.

Those words were not spoken by him, they were all the work of the Moon Goddess.

Xiu'er was leisurely, sitting on the moon, facing an illusory small mirror, arranging her illusory hair, and flirting with girls. She was also a professional. In order to find more wives for her apprentice, the master's kindness

Be careful!

However, I can't say any more at this moment.

Besides, her disciple will be beaten to death by Ziling.

"Tell me, why don't you tell me?"

The fire in Ziling's eyes almost burst out of her eyes.

If eyes could kill, then Zhao Yun would probably be drinking Meng Po soup at this moment.

"My face hurts."

Zhao Yun bared his teeth and fainted again.

It's also because someone was so cruel that even though he was awake, he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.

Ziling's anger has not subsided.

In this way, Zhao Yun will not let him go.

Dapeng croaked, and Ma slipped back to the spirit world. He was afraid that Ziling wouldn't be able to beat him well, so he took it with him and gave it a good beating. It was better to go to the spirit world, mainly for safety.

As for Bai He, he also found a place to squat.

The owner of her family, who was known to be gentle, was still angry when he saw her like this for the first time. This shows how talented this person named Zhao Yun is.

"What a domineering spirit liquid."

Ziling whispered, holding Zhao Yun's small gourd and looking at it again and again.

The small gourd is very extraordinary, and the spiritual liquid inside it is even more extraordinary.

The injury was so severe that a sip of spiritual liquid healed it.

Thinking like this, she found a jade bottle and secretly poured a small bottle. She would go there later and study it carefully. This was the first time she had seen the magic medicine after practicing Taoism for so many years.

After a long time, she looked at Zhao Yun again.

Even though she was angry, she was still very shocked by this boy.

The little true spirit can actually perform the Tianwu aura. Also, how did this guy escape from being trapped in Canglang City? For such a talent, his master, even if he is not Daxia Hongyuan, must be an extremely powerful person.

A terrible existence.

I don't know how long it took before Zhao Yun was put down.

The young master of the Zhao family finally woke up and squatted under the tree with his head in his hands.

From this posture, no matter where you look at it, you look like a reform-through-labor prisoner, honest and courteous, harmless to humans and animals. In Ziling's view, this guy named Zhao Yun has lost his face a long time ago. If he hadn't saved her, he would have slapped her in the face.

dead.

"Being beaten is also a kind of practice."

Moon God's words are always so knowledgeable.

Zhao Yun's face turned extremely dark, and an urge to scold his mother arose spontaneously.

I want to become a god.

This is his long-cherished wish.
To be continued...