"What's going on?"

"The sacred tree is so awesome?"

"The golden crow's eyes are more agile. They absorb enough breath and will not run out, right?"

"As long as you give enough nutrients to the sacred tree, you can give yourself enough benefits, and it will be doubled?"

"What if I suck the fox demon body dry?"

At this time, based on the knowledge of induction, Zhang Tu has entered the path of practice.

Although there is no trick to practicing martial arts, you have already entered the state of Qi refining.

The fox demon's skills have been exhausted by this time.

Zhang Tu felt this change and was no longer nervous. Instead, there was a little commotion and some expectations in his heart.

Tushan Cuicui consumed a lot of magic power. She needed to maintain her human form and cast spells. She thought she could absorb yang energy and gain one or two.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Si's bottomless pit, the magic magic and incense have no effect on him.

Instead, it made him more and more energetic.

"I'm a great demon in the Yin God Stage of the Yuanshen Realm, Tushan's soul-absorbed incense method is unparalleled in the world, and her reputation is resounding throughout Langya County. How could it not work for Zhang Tu?"

Tushan Cuicui was very fierce at this moment, and she was a little unwilling to admit defeat. She continued to cast spells regardless of the loss of mana in her body.

On the other hand, Zhang Tu said that the magic trick had no effect on him, and it was also beneficial.

He was not panicked, my brother is no longer the same as before.

The refreshing and energetic experience made Zhang Tu feel better than ever before.

At this moment, Zhang Tu was not in a hurry to pee, thinking that he had been squeezed out by the fox demon before and sucked all his yang energy and died.

Now, he wanted Tushan Cuicui Demonic Art to breathe more, and it would be a big mouthful of it, which would be really good.

...

At the door of Zhang's house, male and female constables came together.

When they arrived at the door, the two of them clicked a few o'clock on the waist sign, which was twisted and deformed.

The waist card extends and protrudes, turning into a gossip compass that emerges.

"There is a demonic spirit!"

"The world is bright and bright, the sun is bright, I think the rumors are true, there will be monsters here to harm people!"

The pointer of the Bagua compass trembled violently, indicating that something was happening.

Their performance at the door of Zhangzhai is mysterious and mysterious. With one operation, it is easy for people to mistakenly think that they are charlatans.

However, the leading female detective Hu Yueer pouted and sneered.

She is the silver medal leader of Qimensi. She is just a lie to the lieutenant of the Investigation Department, but she is doing the same thing as supervising demons and monsters in the world to do crimes and kill demons and eliminate demons.

"Enter!"

After confirming that there were indeed monsters here, Hu Yueer gave her a command to the bronze medal constable.

The two of them jumped, and Hu Yue'er slammed out like smoke, and disappeared into a light ribbon, floating in the air, teleported out like wind, crossed the wall of Zhang's house, and headed towards the backyard where Zhang Tu was located.

The bronze medal subordinate was not so casual, and turned into a rag and followed closely behind.

...

Information fragments: The ability to refine Qi is increased by a hundred days, and Qi is successful.

Suck! Suck! Suck!

Zhang Tu, who had a full meal, breathed deeply into the fragrance from his mouth and nose at this moment.

Now, he still wants to have a tea.

The fragrance was so strong that it was absorbed into his body by him, and the breath changed through the divine tree in his mind flowed through his whole body.

In addition to the need to replenish the loss of essence at the beginning, now, every two mouthfuls of fragrance, the golden crow can drip a drop of golden soup and pour the sacred mountain on the base. The fox inscription is vivid and it is about to jump out.

The golden soup swaying at the root of the sacred tree also added a little more, and at the same time it increased the skills of a hundred days for the picture.

...

Since then, the picture has changed.

The two started a contest of acting skills.

When Tushan Cuicui was blowing, she suddenly realized that she glanced at the front yard with imperceptibly, becoming anxious and retiring.

She had cast spells for so long, and she didn't know what was going on in the picture.

Previously, the method of ecstasy has been tried and tested, and Zhang Tu has never been able to remain sober like today.

In the past, she was so fascinated by her that she could not find the monk. She let her pick it up, absorb all the yang energy, and improve her skills.

Zhang Tu naturally won't miss this opportunity.

They each have their own thoughts, the ghosts of human hearts, the words of foxes in Tushan Cuicui, and the pictures also have difficult men's hearts to be trained by the little prince in the board game.

So, the next scene came.

"After the official, Xiao Cui cleans up and leaves!"

Tushan Cuicui was about to leave, but Zhang Tu kept trying to keep him, "You have just entered the house. As the master, I must care about you very much.

Sit down and talk about your life experience.”

"Official, my family lives in the north of the county, with a happy family and a land, and a boundless life. Who knows that the bully Tang Laocai is arrogant..."

"Why does this tune feel a little familiar?"

Zhang Tu muttered, and found that her crying pear blossoms were raining, weak, helpless and pitiful.

Facing her eyes, she was interrupted with a little dissatisfied expression and smiled, "You continue, you continue, I am just kind-hearted and I feel a little unbearable."

"A deadly devil, what's the mess?"

When Tushan Cuicui talked about her life experience, her tone became more and more urgent. In addition, she was blowing the air to make a magic trick to confuse her pictures, and it became more and more frequent.

However, Zhang Tu, the old god, listened carefully to the story she made up with care.

From time to time, a kind smile appeared slightly on the corner of his mouth, and the implicit meaning of encouragement and warm and gentle care would overflow.

He looked like, "You continue to say, I'm still listening, you can say more, I care about you very much."

The picture is warm, and she is free to deal with Tushan Cuicui, and she is so happy that she wants to laugh a little.

Tushan Cuicui stopped, "That's how it is. If the official has nothing else, the villain will clean up the dishes and go first, otherwise the housekeeper will think I am lazy and slick and drive out of the house."

After saying that, she cried and burst into tears. She saw the wind and rain. She cried as soon as she said that she was crying. If she didn't give her the performance, the award for the Best Actress Award, she felt that it was unreasonable.

...

In fact, Zhang Tu's attention was attracted by the changes in his body.

The sacred tree in my mind was at the root of the tree, and the mountains were constantly absorbing the black magic energy that was acting on him.

A sense of fatigue swept Zhang Tu's whole body, making him drowsy, fall into a illusion of confusion, and is controlled by Tu Shan Cuicui.
Chapter completed!