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Chapter 586 Turtle Immortal(1/2)

"Let's go!"

Xu Long raised his eyebrows and said to Park Guochang.

"Walk!"

Park Guochang gritted his teeth and took the lead.

Although he was just a scholar, he also claimed to be a disciple of a saint.

Read the books of the saints and do the affairs of the saints.

There is a sense of righteousness in my heart, and I open my mouth to drink to eliminate ghosts and gods.

How could he be scared when he was just a temple?

"It's not that bad, it's true that a waste like Ning Caichen can compare to."

Xu Long nodded with satisfaction and followed Park Kwok-chang into the temple.

There is no quiet that a temple should have, but it is very noisy.

Looking up, a group of men and women were playing.

Wine and food, various flowers.

There were people dancing on the stage, and murals were hung around them.

For those with arts and elegance, there are ancient rhymes everywhere in the literary world.

For those who love to talk, there are fine wine and food here.

For greedy and beautiful people, there are many handsome men and beautiful girls here.

...

In addition, there are countless gold, silver and treasures that can be taken anywhere and stuffed into your own pocket.

No matter what kind of person you are, you can find what you want most here.

Even Xu Long is no exception!

He saw the top-grade spirit stones piled up like mountains and saw a large group of spiritual charm.

He picked up one and observed it, and then threw it on the ground.

There is nothing but nothing.

It looks like a spirit stone, but it feels like a spirit stone. It can even extract a lot of spiritual energy from it and inhaled into the body. It also gives a very familiar sense of fullness.

But don't forget, this is just a dream.

How can a group of souls absorb spiritual energy?

And Xu Long came in not the soul, but the consciousness, let alone the spiritual energy.

As for that large group of spiritual charm...

Xu Long temporarily closed the memories related to Lingyun. As expected, the Lingyun in his hand could not be maintained immediately.

But the spirit stones next to them still exist, but there is less of the unique charm of the top-grade spirit stones.

Obviously, these things come from one's own memory.

The person who established this dream did not know what Lingyun was, so after Xu Long closed his level, Lingyun disappeared immediately.

But he had seen spirit stones, so spirit stones could maintain their existence.

Unfortunately, the most he has seen is medium-grade spirit stones, and he cannot produce the unique charm of the top-grade spirit stones.

The distinction between spirit stone categories is not only based on the amount of internal spiritual energy, but mainly depends on the charm of the above rules.

Whether it is a low-grade spirit stone or a medium-grade spirit stone, it has its own legal charm, let alone the top-grade spirit stone.

"Oh, it's a very exquisite imitation technique, but it's just rootless water."

Xu Long shook his head, no longer thinking about these things, but observing the surrounding situation.

"This young man looks so handsome, is he a newcomer?"

A charming woman twisted her waist and walked over slowly.

The upper body has a white bellyband, and the lower part is a very, very short floral skirt.

Sitting on Park Kwok-chang's legs, his body tightly against him, looking coquettish and charming.

Only Xu Long, who has eaten and seen, can be immune, and Park Guochang can't stand it at all.

Sure enough, this kid had already raised the flag.

But he is a scholar after all. Although he can't control his instinct, he still tries hard to endure it.

"Do not listen to what is wrong, do not look at what is wrong, do not speak what is wrong!"

Park Kwok-chang muttered something in his mouth, and then he felt someone grab his hand and pressed it in a soft place.

"Improper...Improper..."

Park Guochang was shocked all over and felt that he was about to be unable to bear it.

He wants to molest! He is so cruel!

"Young Master, why don't you open your eyes? Look at me, isn't it good?"

The charming voice came into his ears, and Park Guochang even felt a flexible little tongue licking his ears.

Unable to help but open his eyes, Park Guochang finally couldn't hold on.

He saw a tail, a furry white tail!

"Good guy, is this a scholar? All of them are good at this?"

Looking at Park Guochang next to him, Seo Long called him a good guy.

The little goblin twisted and twisted on his legs, and Park Kwok-chang held back.

The little goblin grabbed Park Guochang's hand and touched himself, and held back.

The little goblin licked Park Kwok-chang's ears and held back.

But unexpectedly, when his tail was exposed, Park Guochang couldn't help it?

Xu Long suddenly remembered some TV series and novels he had watched, and some scholars liked these strange things.

The undead knight Ning Caichen, the snake catcher Xu Xian, the immortal Dong Yong...

Originally, it was just those scholars who seemed so distressed and wrote randomly, but they didn't expect it to be true.

The man and demon next to him had already fucked into a ball, and the rapid and violent gasping sounds should have made people blush. But the people around him were doing their own things as if they hadn't heard or seen.

Xu Long sighed, picked up the wine glass and tasted it, and then put it down silently.

It is my favorite taste in my memory, but because I know it is false, I feel a little awkward.

I picked up a piece of dessert and tasted it, which was almost no different from what the Queen of Flame made.

Everything here actually comes from memory.

As long as Xu Long seals his memory, many things will disappear.

Everyone next to him was addicted to fantasy, everyone was real, but they were indulging themselves.

They knew that this was a dream, not a reality, so they vented the desires in their hearts unscrupulously.

Eat and drink, and breed crazy.

The nature of living things is exposed here to the fullest!

And as they vented, a trace of pure soul power was scattered, and I don’t know where they went.

Xu Long did not rush to follow him, because doing so would alarm the enemy.

The purpose of his coming here was to see what this dream was, and to find the lame fox Hu Di'er.

The dream is bizarre and there is no rush to destroy it.

After looking at the surrounding situation again, after not finding any clues, I walked towards the other side.

Xu Long doesn't want to see these meaningless things, and it's a waste of time.

The temple looks small outside, but it is very large inside.

After all, it is a dream, and anything that violates the rules can happen.

After leaving this chaotic place, there is a large area of ​​rooms.

Those who enter the temple cannot leave without being squeezed out their soul power.

The one Xu Long met in the inn before, his soul was extremely fragile.

A little touch will turn into ashes.

These guest rooms are for rest for those souls. After all, they cannot be kept working, and they must have some rest.

Of course, if you rest in the guest room, your soul power will slowly dissipate.
To be continued...
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