Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Illusion, must be illusion!"

"How can the fairy Luo, who is as cold as icebergs, be gentle and watery?"

"Either I'm dazzled or someone else's disguise."

Looking at the Luoxianzi who is full of emotions and smiles, everyone is dazzled. Even those who have seen Luo Xinjie and Lingxian flirting with curses are a bit stunned.

In the hearts of everyone, Luo Xinjie has always been as cold as icebergs, high above him, not to mention personally finishing clothes for a man, even a smile is difficult to see.

However, at this moment, Luo Xinjie stared at Ling Xian with affection. If no one arranged his clothes for him, it would naturally shock everyone.

After that, everyone's gaze toward Ling Xian became complicated.

There is helplessness, bitterness, and jealousy.

Especially the little **** king is even more jealous.

He greeted Luo Xinjie with his brightest smile, but in return he passed by without looking at him.

This is in sharp contrast to the gentleness of Luo Xinjie's treatment of Ling Xian, which is equivalent to a loud slap, which was severely drawn on his face.

He had no choice but to help.

This is what he asked for. If he didn't send a message to Luo Xinjie, or if he didn't go to Luo Xinjie, he wouldn't be humiliated by this.

"I dare not ask you to pick me up."

Feeling the eyes of those who want to eat people, Ling Xian shook her head and smiled bitterly, knowing that now, she was regarded as the male enemy.

"This is what the body should do."

Luo Xinjie smiled, and the tenderness in Qiushui's eyes was a deadly poison for any man.

However, Lingxian is already immune.

Luo Xinjie was too ugly, he couldn't be sure whether the tenderness at the moment was from the heart or superficial.

At the moment, Ling Xian waved his hand: "Okay, if you do that again, they will most likely come to me desperately."

"It is mediocrity not to be jealous of others. Their jealousy proves that you are excellent." Luo Xinjie smiled softly and dumped sentient beings.

"Not proof of my excellence, but proof of your charm." Ling Xian shook her head with a smile.

"Why not? I don't even give a word to someone." Luo Xinjie smiled flatteringly. Anyone could hear it. She was referring to the little **** king.

This made the little **** king look blue, and everyone showed pity.

It's too pathetic to be ignored and ridiculed by Luo Xin, it's just a tragedy.

But who can blame this? The little **** king is smashing his feet and humiliating himself!

"Thank you for cheering me up this way."

I glanced at the gloomy little **** king, Ling Xian smiled, knowing that Luo Xinjie's feelings and emotions were sorted out, and he was trying to get rid of his anger.

"It's just an appetizer. Next, it's for you."

Luo Xin calmed down and smiled, then looked at the little **** king, and said what made Ling Xian cough and let everyone stagnate.

"My man, you dare to move, you are impatient!"

The voice fell, Ling Xian coughed violently, and couldn't laugh or cry.

Luo Xinjie was so rude that he seemed to be a little white face for soft rice.

The crowd was distraught.

If Luo Xinjie's previous actions just made them lose, then at this moment, he is disheartened.

In the eyes of everyone, Ling Xian was her man, and the fool didn't believe it. There was no relationship between the two.

"Your man?"

The little **** king burned in anger and said, "Heart solution, do you really want to do this to me?"

"You know what you mean?"

Luo Xinjie coldly looked at the little **** king and said, "I heard that you suppressed Long Jun. How dare you fight me?"

"I won't shoot at you."

"Go away, I will let you know how uncomfortable the man you are."

The little **** king looked cold and did not conceal his intention to kill.

"He is a hundred times stronger than you."

Luo Xin sneered, and said, "If you want to fight him, suppress me first."

"You better don't get involved." The small **** king is ashamed to kill, like the birth of the devil, there is a great potential to wash the world.

"If I had to step in?" Luo Xin explained his eyes coldly.

"Then put him in an awkward position."

The little **** king turned his eyes to Ling Xian, and smiled: "You like making a little white face for soft rice?"

I heard that Ling Xian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and I knew that the little **** king was stimulating himself.

However, he really couldn't let Luo Xin solve.

He has always spoken and believed, and naturally he will not repent when he has made an appointment with the little **** king.

At the moment, Ling Xian looked at Luo Xinjie and laughed: "Don't get involved in this matter, leave it to me."

On hearing that, Luo Xinjie Daimei frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything, but was interrupted by Lingxian.

"Do you think that I am not his opponent?"

"Of course not. Even if the whole world does not believe in you, I have no doubt about you." Luo Xinjie Zhan Yan smiled.

"That's OK, look at it aside." Ling Xian smiled softly, calmly.

"It's just like a man. Unfortunately, the result was doomed from the beginning."

The little **** Wang smiled sarcastically and said, "You said, if I beat you like a dead dog, will Xinjie still like you?"

"do not know."

Ling Xian glanced at the little **** king and said, "But I know, you don't have this ability."

"Hahaha, I will taste it.

The little **** king laughed loudly, sweeping the murderous intentions, fierce and mighty.

"Don't blame me for not warning you. If you dare to use the power above the later stages of the transcendent realm, I will definitely kill you as soon as possible."

Luo Xinjie looked cold and said, "It's not enough to use the two powers of body and soul."

"Kill him with both powers of soul?"

The little **** king gave Ling Xian a scornful look, and said, "I hope you can let me use 80% of my strength, otherwise, this battle will be too boring."

"You look at yourself too high."

Ling Xian said lightly, the little **** king was overconfident. In the case of the first battle, he wanted to use 80% of his power to suppress him.

"Haha, if you look at yourself high, you will soon understand."

The little **** Wang Yangtian laughed wildly, like an immortal immortal king, swallowing the heavens and earth.

"Then don't talk nonsense, come to war!" Ling Xianmu's eyes were cold, and the war was overwhelming.

The little **** king is indeed a stunning and invincible generation of the same rank, but he is not a soft persimmon, no matter the foundation or the method, he is not inferior!

The only thing that may be inferior is vitality.

After all, the little **** king is the legendary deities of life, and the vitality is almost infinite, and it is difficult to kill.

"Understand, I will let you know that he is not qualified to be your man."

"Only me is your perfect match."

The little **** king spoke faintly, and then pointed out, suddenly the mountains and rivers shattered, and Qiankun collapsed.

"It's terrible. Just the momentum makes me tremble with fear and blood!"

"Is this the strength of the little **** king? Looking at the same level, how many people can resist?"

"It's worth suppressing Longjun's peerless Tianjiao. Such strength is really terrible."

Everyone at the scene changed colors, even those who were as strong as Luo Xinjie, Ye, Long Jun, etc., were moved.

It is too powerful. It is not an exaggeration to say that this finger definitely has the power to sweep the same order!