Tiangong Creation Beast

Chapter 502 One thousand five hundred and thirty-nine years old

"Two foreign monks?" Yan Xuan's calm tone always made people feel a kind of contempt and disapproval.

"Only two?" Lu Qian was even more arrogant, with a strong sense of disgust and coldness coming over her face.

"There are quite a few foreign monks in this continent." Tian Qing touched his chin, with a hint of disappointment on his bright face.

Bingsu sensed something strange in Tian Qing's words. He raised his eyes and glanced at Tian Qing, but saw nothing on the girl's beautiful face.

This is a child of ice that is only found in the hydrogen-oxygen continent, Bingsu is sure of this.

That feeling is unmistakable, and it is impossible for the Ice of Life to be possessed by outside monks.

So, what is he thinking about?

Bingsu shook his head. The blow he received was so great that he was in a daze. Even he himself didn't know what he had done at the moment when he was defeated by Tian Qing.

The sudden wind and Jie Jiejie's evil smile seemed to reveal what Bingsu had done at that moment.

"Only two? To deal with lowly creatures like you, not to mention two foreign monks, even one is enough." The appearance of the old man in black robe was accompanied by a black hurricane, but it was a pity that he appeared with great style and met

Snowflakes everywhere are a tragedy.

The wind blew up the snowflakes. The snowflakes that were originally scattered in all directions rushed towards the old man in black robe due to the hurricane, and soon covered his whole person.

The old man in black robe:......

Breaking free from the fluffy snowdrift, the evil and arrogant words of the old man in black robes combined with his messy appearance stained with fine snowflakes made people feel no threat at all, only a faint sense of amusement.

"Black robe, it's a bad start!" The woman's charming voice sounded, and then people noticed that at some point, a girl in red gauze was standing under the tree, smiling coquettishly.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, how can we have any disadvantage at the start? These little things that we don't know what to call are either the best, most transparent and pure souls of nature, or they don't even have the qualifications to attract our attention." The old man in black robes said.

He did not hide his disdain for the creatures in the Hydroxy Continent at all.

When the girl in red gauze heard the words of the old man in black robe, her charming eyes passed over the faces of the little guys in front of her. When they fell on Bingsu, her eyes filled with contempt: "Trash."

Bingsu raised his deathly gray eyes slightly, glanced at the girl in red gauze, and then quickly looked back.

It was him, a waste, who had brought a lot of benefits to these outside monks. If he hadn't met Binglin and the people in the ice of life brought by Binglin, he could have brought them more.

Benefit.

To these foreign monks, it seems that no matter how much benefit you have brought to them before, they can still look down on you with disdain and contempt.

But he already knew this, didn't he?

Bingsu smiled miserably.

The choice was made by himself, and he couldn't blame others and had nothing to say.

It's just that he is unwilling to give up and that what he has gained is far less important than what he has lost. This makes him feel really stupid and funny.

Bingsu's inner thought was that it was impossible for the girl in red gauze to know, and even if she knew, she would probably just sneer disdainfully, and it would be impossible for her to take him seriously.

After all, for them, although Bingsu is easy to use, it is not enough for them to take it seriously.

The red-gauze girl's eyes moved away from Bingsu, and glanced lightly at Lulu, who had always behaved very meekly and innocently, even deceiving them.

It's interesting, isn't it? If it hadn't been exposed now, who would have thought that this person who quickly surrendered because the Ice of Life was in Bingsu's hands and was so aware of current affairs was actually hiding in hiding.

I have to say that people who share the same ice of life as Bingye seem to be particularly interesting.

Needless to say, Bing Su is a son of Bing who is so sensitive and extreme that he can push out his doting brother without hesitation. Yun You, who is as simple and ignorant as a blank sheet of paper, can quickly express his resentment once he is contaminated.

The darkness is mixed together, and now there is this dew son who seems to be docile and aware of current affairs. In fact, he is actually a deep-minded and tolerant person.

Lulu's performance aroused the girl's interest. For a moment, she was very curious about what Lulu would look like if it was contaminated.

Anyway, the talents of these creatures on this continent all have the same natural path. Unless it is particularly suitable, there is not much difference in which one to use, which means it depends on their personal preferences.

There seemed to be a lot of things on her mind, but those were the thoughts that came to her mind the moment her eyes fell on Lulu. Soon the girl's eyes in red gauze fell on Xue Jing again.

Bing Ye's fiancée, thinking of the man whose soul had not been polluted for so long and was still clean and transparent, the girl in red gauze was originally curious about the woman who could make Bing Ye, the son of ice, fall in love.

But now when she saw Xue Jing's cold face, there was no disappointment on her face, but she accepted the appearance that did not meet her expectations very calmly.

The creatures in the Hydrogen and Oxygen Continent generally have such faces, except for a few deviations in appearance and personality.

For example, the son of ice had purple eyes that were unfocused and evil just standing there.

The red gauze girl's impression of Xue Jing was only when she thought that she had single-handedly planned today's incident to push Bing Su, who holds the ice of life, to this level. She would marvel at Xue Jing's intelligence for a short while.

People like Lu Qian who can make people feel extraordinary and noble just by standing there and who have tangible interests in her will really take it to heart.

Like this son of ice with purple eyes, and like the calm and quiet son of snow on the other side.

Of course, what attracted the most attention to the girl in red gauze was the bright-eyed and sharp-toothed female Ice Son, whom she regarded as her treasure.

The glistening eyes of the girl in red gauze swept over Tian Qing's body. Those eyes that looked at a dead object could make people feel a strong sense of discomfort when they fell on anyone.

But today an exception appeared.

Tian Qing faced the sizing gaze of the girl in red gauze with a bright and clean smile. The shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth were subtle and restrained. The slightly raised corners of her mouth could even tell that she was in a good mood at this time.

The girl in red gauze frowned slightly, then relaxed her eyebrows quickly, and smiled coquettishly: "You are very good."

"Thank you for the compliment. Of course I am very good, but you, old man, may not be so good." Tian Qing bent her clean and clear sky-blue eyes, and her soft and serious words would not make anyone doubt her.

Sometimes it's a joke.

Being called an old man, the girl in red gauze stiffened for a moment, and her charming face suddenly turned gloomy and terrifying: "Very good, very good, you are really good!"

The girl in red gauze gritted her teeth and matched each word with her cold and gloomy face, which made people feel the anger gathering in her heart.

"I said, I'm fine. You're old and hard of hearing and can't hear what I said, but I can understand it." Tian Qing smiled, as if she didn't feel the overwhelming anger gathering in the red gauze girl.

Same.

"One thousand five hundred and thirty-nine years old. At this age, in front of people like us who haven't even lived for a hundred years, we don't have to call him an old man." Lu Qian raised his purple eyes and gave a sideways glance.

Contemptuous.

The originally indifferent gaze of the girl in red gauze shrank when she heard Lu Qian accurately report her age, and her face was full of wariness: "You, who are you?"

(End of chapter)