Surprise! The little sister who is loved by the group is actually the strongest in Kyushu!

Xiao Zhong grabbed Song Qiyuan's wrist with his backhand and stepped out.

Song Qiyuan was thin and not as solid as Xiao Zhong. He was dragged all the way, struggling and moaning.

"You need someone to stay here, otherwise what if Qi Fanfan's people come to kill you?"

"Don't worry, I left the Xuanwu Armor there. No one in the world can break my Xuanwu Armor."

Xiao Zhong pressed Song Qiyuan into the sedan chair without saying anything, then sat beside him, waved his backhand, and two immortals carried the sedan chair and flew towards Yinglong Fairyland.

Song Qiyuan's face turned red with anger, but he could only bear it. He smiled on his face and greeted Xiao Zhong hundreds of times in his heart.

On the beam of Xuanwu Fairyland.

Qing Jiujiu held his breath and lay on it with both hands and feet.

Xuanwu Armor?

The place that can be protected by Xuanwu Armor must be where Qi Fanfan's torso is.

Qing Jiujiu's mouth curled up, and her little tiger teeth flashed.

There are also benefits to becoming smaller, such as lying on the beam and rolling around without falling down.

Her eyes turned and looked around.

Finally, her eyes stopped in the northeast direction.

Under the cover of a building, there was indeed a huge turtle shell.

Qing Jiujiu jumped lightly and jumped down from the beam, with her white hair fluttering.

She ran all the way to the huge turtle shell.

The immortals holding the fruit plates suddenly felt a small white shadow flash by, but when they looked closely, there was nothing.

An immortal spat: "It must be another white mouse that became an immortal and came to steal lamp oil."

"Well, next time I see it, I'll cut its tail."

Qing Jiujiu stood in front of the wall in front of the turtle shell. When she heard the voice, she looked back.

Her big eyes like black grapes flashed with brilliance.

Sorry, I don't have a tail.

When I get Qi Fanfan's body, I can burn this place and tease you.

Humph!

She raised her hand and pressed the wall in front of her, fumbled for a while, then found the mechanism and pressed it.

The wall suddenly flipped and a door appeared.

Qing Jiujiu walked in, and the wall returned to its original state.

The immortals in the courtyard seemed to hear a noise again.

"Did you hear it?"

"I think I heard it? Could it be that white mouse?"

"It's possible! Damn! The master's secret room, go and have a look."

"Let's go."

The two immortals walked quickly towards the secret room.

When they arrived at the door, they found that the wall was fine, exactly the same as usual, without any change.

The two looked at each other doubting their lives.

? ? ? Could it be that they stayed up too late recently, so they had hallucinations?

This mechanism was set up by the master himself, and no one except the master can open it.

It is true that no one can open it, but Qing Jiujiu has the Dark Wheel Eye, which has a bug. As long as she scans it with her eyes, the properties of the mechanism and the method of cracking it will all come out.

No need to use your brain.

Later, Qi Fanfan and Qing Jiujiu sat face to face, and lamented that this is the same system, why the things given are so different.

Later, they realized that this is the difference between raising a son and raising a daughter.

Of course, this is a later story, which may be written in the extra chapter, or it may not be written.

Qing Jiujiu turned around and glared at the two immortals across the wall.

Oh, with such a small mechanism, you still want to stop me.

She looked up at the tortoise shell in front of her, which was as big as a library.

Occasionally, there was a flame in the middle.

If the guess is correct, the flame should be the flame emitted by the furnace, and Qi Fanfan's body must be refined in the furnace.

Qing Jiujiu walked inside, but before she got close, a wave of light appeared in front of her and bounced her out.

The blue shield wrapped Qing Jiujiu, and she almost fell on her buttocks.

She frowned, walked towards the tortoise shell, raised her hand and touched it lightly.

The strong force once again bounced her a few meters away. This time Qing Jiujiu was prepared, stepped a little harder, and stopped.

Qing Jiujiu suddenly felt a breath approaching on the side of her ear, she raised her right hand and slapped it out.

A white shadow flashed by and came in front of her, holding a fan in her hand and shaking it gently.

"How can you be so violent when you are so young?"

Qing Jiujiu looked over and saw a young boy who looked sixteen or seventeen years old, thin and weak, with a white and tender face, slender eyes, dark eyeballs, and a weird taste.

She turned her eyes and saw his true form, a furry golden-haired rat.

"In this fairyland, there are rats that have become spirits?" Qing Jiujiu raised her chin slightly and replied unceremoniously.

The boy's face turned pale.

"What rat spirit? It's a fairy. I'm a great fairy, okay?" the young man argued.Qing Jiujiu found that he had no immortal aura, but his body was an immortal body.

Great immortal? Not even a scattered immortal.

The reason why he survived so long in this immortal world was because of his extremely fast speed and the ability to hide his breath.

For example, at this moment, who would have thought that there was a mouse hidden in this secret room in the main mansion of the Xuanwu Immortal Domain?

Qing Jiujiu glanced at him and ignored him.

Instead, he looked up at the Xuanwu Armor in front of him.

Xuanwu Armor: One of the magic weapons of the Xuanwu Immortal Domain, the tortoise shell of the ancestral beast Xuanwu, nothing can pierce it, only the ancient Xuanhuang Sword can try.

Only the Xuanhuang Sword can try?

But where is the Xuanhuang Sword!

Qing Jiujiu frowned and looked inside through the gap of the Xuanwu Armor.

There was indeed a large furnace inside, and a section of the torso was burning in the center of the furnace.

No!

I must take Qi Fanfan's torso away.

Qing Jiujiu opened her palm, and the translucent fairy sword was condensed in her palm.