Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Chapter 573

The corners of Cheng Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

In a sense, this is the first superb spiritual weapon made by Cheng Fan.

It has a square figure and a brown-red appearance, and it is a sharp weapon for knocking people with a stick, killing people and stealing goods, and traveling at home.

When you pick it up and hit someone, it feels very silky.

In addition to the lethal accident, the extremely deceptive appearance is also one of its highlights, thrown anywhere, no one knows that this is a superb spiritual weapon.

When Cheng Fan first refined, he didn't add any offensive formations, but drew more than a dozen restraint formations and defensive formations in a very frenzied manner.

At the beginning, I did have the idea of cultivating the language, but later I found that if I didn't attack the formation, the power was too weak.

Moreover, Lei Fa and the flying sword were a little more handsome and fragrant, so they gradually left them idle.

At first, he used it to pad the corners of the table, but later after the table was also refined into a spiritual weapon, it was gloriously unemployed and turned into an ordinary ordinary "brick".

The one that can't be found even if you throw it into the pile.

Cheng Fan thought about it, its wish was so simple, and it didn't seem to be a big deal to satisfy it.

Go back and ask Xie Yu if he wants it, when it is inconvenient to become Bai Wuchang, he can also have one more means to fight the enemy.

After experimenting with the machine spirit, Cheng Fan naturally hit the idea on the heads of the animals and plants in the backyard.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his body shook, and he disappeared into the practice room.

The next moment, a dark purple figure covered with bright star stripes appeared on the edge of the pond.

The consciousness landed on a fish in the pond that was swimming like a shuttle.

[You are not a fish, you don't understand my happiness. Cheng

Fan looked at the cute little white whale in the pool.

Under its fair and shiny head, a pair of big black and wise eyes with a smile in it, I don't know what I was thinking.

[Hehe, I have an Italian water cannon, but I can't fire at this man.] Wait for the fat man, I want to wait for the fat man...]

Cheng Fan: ....

Otherwise, call Xie Yu back in advance?

The eye fell on the willow trees by the lake.

[In the winter, there are still green shoots on the master's body, is the cow or not?]

Cheng Fan smiled: "Ox's"

Then his consciousness continued to change, listening to the voices of all things.

Just when Cheng Fan was having fun, there was a new choice in his divine sense.

Hmm,

where did this girl come from?

Is it a pilgrim?

No, it's closed today.

Cheng Fan was puzzled.

At this moment, a super-large water mass that I don't know how long it had been saved flashed past Cheng Fan's side.

Cheng

Fan scolded with a smile, and secretly lit out an aura, and the "Italian cannonball" that controlled it fell on the ground in advance, splashing a large cloud of water.

[It's so dangerous! One more step will be hit!]

Yi Qingxue patted her chest with palpitations, startled.

Cheng Fan's divine sense fell on the person who came, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

The breath of the fifth layer of qi cultivation fluctuated, and the mana was weak, and Xie Yu, who was even the third layer of qi training, was not as good as it, and he was vulnerable.

Cheng Fan ignored her and continued to tease the little white whale, but his consciousness still fell on the girl's body, secretly guessing her identity.

In his consciousness, this thinly dressed and petite girl was looking at his back with a pair of gentle and bright cat-like eyes, as if she wanted to talk to him.

Maybe it's because he wears very little, and his delicate little face, which is already very fair, is a little pale, and it looks pitiful.

Cheng Fan said in his heart: "It looks like a girl with a slight social phobia.

Just as he was about to turn around and greet her, he suddenly heard her voice:

[The back looks tall and good..... Shouldn't it be a back killer, right?

] [But don't turn around, I don't want to experience the feeling of having my dreams shattered!I don't want to collapse the house!]

Cheng Fan's fingers holding the fish food curled up unnaturally, shaking off a part of it, and immediately attracted the fish to scramble for food.

[Hiss——! is such a ruthless man, can't you get even the rain and dew? Do you have to let this little harem beat you to death?"..."

It

sounds like the sequelae of the harem competition for favor.

Will this be a "slight social fear"?

Look at the thin girl who is pitiful in her eyes, like a weak willow in the wind, and may fall apart at any time.

Cheng Fan was a little skeptical that his supernatural powers were wrong.

Not sure, take another look.

"Hello... Can you excuse me?"

Yi Qingxue's voice was soft, like a little milk cat.

Even Cheng Fan couldn't stand her crispy and numb voice.

It's not that it's unbearable, it's a little enjoyable.

Cheng Fan lifted his robe, got up and turned to her.

He's not a back killer and won't collapse houses.

Looking at the Taoist who stood up in front of him and was two heads taller than herself, Yi Qingxue swallowed her saliva uncontrollably.

A pair of long legs are even more slender under the purple robe.

This man is like a character who came out of the Xianxia script.

Born with sword eyebrows, a handsome face, deep facial features, and a pair of bright dark eyes that are as clear as stars.

The dark purple robe he wears has long silver-white lines, like a deep and boundless night sky, which makes people can't help but be immortal.

[Husband!]

Yi Qingxue's mouth suddenly became a little dry, and she involuntarily began to secrete saliva.

Cheng Fan looked at her, and a pair of inquiring eyes saw that she was a little out of breath.

The sound is gentle and magnetic.

"Who are you?"

"I, my name is Yi Qingxue. "

[I am your sweetheart!Would you like to be the hero of my life?]

Yi Qingxue's fair and immature face was dyed with a faint layer of pink.

She said again: "You, are you a disciple of the Dripping Water Concept?"

[Say you are!]

Cheng Fan felt funny in his heart, this little girl was shy and cute on the outside, but on the inside she was a different look, full of a sense of separation.

She couldn't have a dual personality, right?

Cheng Fan didn't rush to check her past with the eye of the sky, and chatted with her with great interest.

"Yes, I am a disciple of Dripping Water. Although

he is a master, in a sense, this statement is not wrong.

Yi Qingxue blinked, with a hint of cat charm.

asked softly: "Can I add your

Wei Xin?" [What tasks are not tasks to the old lady!, nothing is more important than Wei Xin of the little brother!]

Cheng Fan: "... I don't need Vessy. "

Mission?

She came to Drip Water with a mission?"

Cheng Fan nodded knowingly in his heart.

This time the catastrophe will inevitably cause him some minor trouble.

It's not hard to dispel, just give her a small warning to the forces behind it.

Let them figure out where they stand.

There are people they are not qualified to provoke.