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After loving Lu Xueqi well and knowing that she could return to Qingyun Sect, it was rare for a girl to change from passive to active.

The next morning, when the sun rose, Lu Xueqi proposed to leave early in the morning, as if she was afraid that Tilapia would regret it.

Tilapia naturally nodded in agreement.

Looking at the soaring figure soaring into the sky, Jin Ping'er's shoulders were half exposed on one side and she was still wearing pajamas, with envy hidden in her eyes.

Immediately, he hugged Tilapia from behind and asked lazily in a cat-like voice: "With Master Xiaozhufeng Shuiyue's cultivation, I'm afraid it will still be hundreds of years before death.

Aren't you afraid of any accidents in a few hundred years?"

"It's only been a few hundred years. With Xue Qi's current level of cultivation, what surprises can happen?" He raised his hand and took away the two tender white hands on his abdomen. Tilapia turned around and pinched Jin Ping'er's rosy little face. "Yes.

For you, hundreds of years may be a lifetime.

To the Maid Corps, a few hundred years is no different than a few hundred days or even a few months.

Girl, you need to change your mentality."

"No...you are really almost thirty thousand years old?" Jin Ping'er was confused and then said in disbelief.

"Otherwise, don't tell me that you are so clever that you didn't get the information from Shangguan." Tilapia said with a smile.

"Uh!!!" What he had secretly done was revealed, and Jin Ping'er smiled coquettishly, "I thought it was Sister Shangguan deliberately exaggerating your age in order to make me more honest, so..." vomited

Sticking out her pink tongue, Jin Ping'er leaned her face against Tilapia's chest.

"So you think we lied to you, right?" He rolled his eyes and patted Jin Ping'er's big, round rear light: "Go ahead.

Change your clothes and let's set off."

"As ordered." Suppressing the shock in her heart, Jin Ping'er ran back to the tree house and put on her long skirt.

"Thirty thousand years, thirty thousand years. I didn't expect that he is really an old monster. No wonder he is so strong. He can control both good and evil at his fingertips." Thinking of his master, Fairy Sanmiao, Jin Ping'er suddenly sympathized with him.

The one that the cheap master is unhappy with is Tianyin Temple, and the Hehuan Sect suffered unreasonable disasters entirely because of its large number of female disciples and its membership in the Demon Sect.

My own master was even more unlucky, taking advantage of that old bald donkey Pu Hong.

"I noticed that you and Xue Qi obviously have a lot of clothes, but they all seem to be the same style."

"You refined it into a magic weapon, so you don't need to change it!"

"Nonsense, you haven't changed it before."

"Clothes represent your identity as a slave. If you don't hide your identity, you can't change it casually."

...Tilapia.

The master and servant chatted and walked towards the depths of the swamp.

Without Lu Xueqi, there was obviously one less person, but the atmosphere between the two of them was more lively.

They were talking and laughing, even though the road in the deep swamp was getting harder and harder, and there were more and more poisonous snakes and insects, the master and the servant still did not stop their chatting.

"What was flying overhead just now...?"

"Looking at his clothes, he should be a disciple of the Ghost King Sect." Jin Ping'er said the answer smoothly and smoothly.

Perhaps due to the butterfly effect, the plot of Daze has completely changed.

Among the righteous disciples, only the elites from Qingyun Sect and Fenxianggu came, and the only young elite from the Demon Sect was Qin Wuyan.

Baguio and Zhang Xiaofan, the young couple are just two bastards.

While hiding from the righteous disciples, he also stayed away from the demon disciples.

It is better to say that Baguio is tired of living in seclusion and wants to find an excuse to come out and relax.

A rare treasure has been discovered in Western Daze. Is there any better excuse than this?

"Stop, the front is Changshengtang's sphere of influence, anyone who comes is stopped."

The two were chatting happily when several people with ridiculous masks on their faces and the same clothes jumped down from the tree and blocked the way.

"Exit Daze or die." The weapon was pointed at the master and servant, and the leading masked man spoke fiercely.

Without Tilapia taking action, purple light flashed, and several people's eyes glazed over at the same time.

"I want to block my girl's way and let the old thief Yu Yangzi come over in person.

Just you guys... are you worthy?"

A witch is a witch. The moment her voice fell, the purple light blade had already passed through several people's throats smoothly.

Blood splattered, and several Changsheng Hall disciples who fell into a beautiful illusion fell down peacefully.

Even to death, several people still had lewd smiles on their faces.

Tilapia blindly guesses how many people should be trapped in a sweet dream.

She put away her purple glow and didn't even bother to act coquettishly and ask for credit.

It's too shameful for a few little Karami to take credit.

The master and servant continued on the road. As they walked, the fog in the swamp forest became heavier and heavier.

At first it was just hazy, but at night it was hard to see people clearly from twenty meters away.

“It’s such a heavy fog, it’s worthy of being the headquarters of Changshengtang.

If you were an ordinary person, it would be difficult to get here and leave." Sitting on Tilapia's shoulder, swaying his little feet, Jin Ping'er couldn't help but sigh.

As for why it was put on the shoulders, Jin Ping'er said that it was not allowed to fly because the swamp under the feet would easily dirty her little feet.

Her original intention was to get a flight qualification certificate, but she didn't expect that the cheap owner would rather let her have a shoulder injury than let her fly.

There is no way. Although embroidered shoes have become a magic weapon, their functions are simple and they cannot block the exposed parts.

"Stay one more night tonight, and tomorrow, the Treasure House of the Emperor of Heaven will probably be born." Tilapia looked through the thick fog, through the even more terrifying miasma behind the thick fog, and his sight fell directly on the towering tree that towered into the clouds.

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"Are you still used to it without Xueqi?" Jin Ping'er asked naughtily as her little feet rubbed against Tilapia's chest.

In a few years, with her mind, she had already figured out the preferences of the cheap owner.

"There are tens of thousands of people in the maid group, and I am used to being without anyone." He gently patted the girl's instep, which was as white as snow, and Tilapia jumped up into a thousand-year-old tree.

Putting your palms against the trunk of the tree, the bark seemed to have come to life, automatically fading away to both sides, and then a depression appeared in the trunk, and soon a tree hole about one meter in size appeared.

He directly drew a few strokes in the air, and in an instant, the runes occupied the entire tree hole, and the tree hole immediately expanded into a space of more than ten square meters.

I'm stuck here today, there's a lot of moisture on the ground and it's uncomfortable.

"Okay!" Jin Ping'er jumped off his shoulders and looked around the small tree hole with his bare feet.

The little witch admitted: "Compared with the size of the previous two days, it can only be regarded as making do." She complained in her heart, and the girl took out the dry food and ate it by herself.

Sometimes she and Lu Xueqi envied Tilapia and Shangguan Xue, who usually only ate to satisfy their appetites.

Unlike myself and Xue Qi, if they don't eat, they will be hungry and die.

It's not like other people, where they eat the wind and drink the dew, and there's no pressure to survive anywhere.

Seeing Jin Ping'er like a doormat, gnawing pitifully on dry cakes, Tilapia couldn't help but put his forehead in his hands: "Don't you put anything else to eat in your storage instrument?"

"No." The little witch shook her head, took out the water bag and took a sip, "I have been practicing in your courtyard for the past few years, so how can I have time to prepare other food.

Just this dry biscuit, or..."

Tilapia understands instantly.

This dry biscuit was bought temporarily at the Dawangcun Inn.

Seeing the pitiful appearance, Tilapia sighed: "You and Xue Qi are eating cakes together and you obviously don't feel anything, but you are alone, tsk."

He shook his head with a wry smile, and when he raised his hand, there was a plastic bag in his hand: "Beef with soy sauce, and I'll give you two cucumbers I grew myself, so you can eat it."

...Jin Ping'er.

Jin Ping'er lowered his head and looked at the dry biscuits in his hand, and then at the sauced beef in the unknown bag. Jin Ping'er felt numb all over.

"Three days, three whole days of eating dry biscuits. Master, if you have soy sauce beef, bring it out as soon as possible!" Looking at the soy sauce beef and green cucumbers, and then looking at the half-eaten dry biscuits in her hand, the girl wanted to cry without tears.

She felt that her master was very deceitful, very deceitful, and he did not deserve to be a human being.

As long as he was not around, she and Lu Xueqi wouldn't be able to eat cakes all the time.

At least it wouldn't be a problem to light a bonfire and roast a chicken or rabbit.

At this moment, she was so optimistic that tears almost flowed out of her eyes. "I hate dry cookies."
Chapter completed!