After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 118|Men’s self-esteem

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The next second, Qiao Wan's vision went dark and she completely fell into the strange space in the compass.

When he opened his eyes again, Qiao Wan found that he was falling.

There is a void all around.

Underneath, there was a blazing fire. With a roar, clusters of sparks exploded, burning the entire void red.

The scene was like purgatory.

At that moment, Qiao Wan’s scalp went numb and he started QQ

Five Elements Compass, Five Elements Compass. She could almost predict what would greet her later!

Help! ! !

It's a pity that there is no one in this space, no one can hear her miserable and desperate call.

At that moment, Qiao Wan felt deeply that she was like a piece of barbecue in free fall.

Zila——

Put the roast into the pot.

The moment the flames lit up, the dragon pattern in the corner of his eye lit up, and a familiar white five-clawed dragon jumped out with a roar.

Qiao Wan's eyes lit up, and she shrank into the dragon's shadow as if she had grasped a life-saving straw! !

Dragon belongs to water, and water overcomes fire.

She is a dragon with a dragon scale contract, and she is also a royal dragon with the surname Ao, so it should be fine, right? Qiao Wan thought uncertainly.

The tongue of fire licked.

The white dragon that wrapped itself around him, with a strong body and powerful claws, swung its tail and turned into a wisp of white smoke in the blazing fire.

Qiao Wan stepped in the air and fell directly into the fire. She gritted her teeth expressionlessly, she knew it!

In the Qingyang Academy in the distance.

The young man holding the letter said: "Ah...ah sneeze!"

The fellow Confucian cultivator: "Junior Brother Gan, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" The young man blushed, waved his hand, and quickened his pace, "Let's go, Elder Cao is still waiting."

Waiting for the fellow Confucian cultivator to lift his feet and continue walking forward, the young man blinked his crystal eyes, thoughtfully touched the dragon scales around his eyes, and felt a faint burning feeling under his fingertips. .

Is...did something happen to my little sister again?

Gan Nan thought blankly, a look of worry appeared on his face.

Since we parted ways with Qiao Wan in Kunshan, the Dragon Scale Contract has been revealed countless times during this period.

After forming the dragon scale contract, the two parties resonated with each other, so he could vaguely feel the situation on Qiao Wan's side.

The Dragon Scale Contract fluctuated so frequently, Gan Nan hugged the letter tightly and thought to himself dejectedly.

After the little girl came down from the mountain, her life was definitely not going well. Unfortunately, he was still too wasteful to QQ. This Dragon Scale Contract was useless at all!

Because he was too weak, he even wanted to attend the Three Religions Dharma Conference but was taken away by Senior Brother Duan, let alone the Kunshan Fellowship Conference a few months later.

Ughhhhh!

The more Gan Nan thought about it, the more desperate he became. He covered his face with one hand. A man's self-esteem was as if it had been thrown into a frying pan and fried. It was extremely tortured.

Although he is a bit useless, he still has his own temper and a man's self-esteem! But now the little sister is suffering, and he can't do anything.

"Junior Brother Gan?" The Confucian cultivator in front stopped in confusion and glanced at the young man who was inexplicably depressed.

The young man suddenly came back to his senses and stumbled after him with the letter in his arms.

"Coming! Coming!"

Sure enough, we still need to practice hard!

Holding the slip tightly, Gan Nan silently clenched his fist against his chest and made up his mind once again.

Just like Qiao Wan said, be a big **** who punches the lonely sword Xie Xingzhi and kicks the sick sword Lu Pihan!

*

Lu Cixian is missing.

Fang Lingqing took out the jade token with a heavy expression.

Although the small red dot on the jade plate symbolizing Lu Cixian was still on, it stayed in one place and did not move for several hours.

He went searching with Qi Feidao but found nothing.

How could such a living person like Lu Cixian disappear out of thin air? !

"How was it?"

As soon as he looked up, he saw the old **** Qi Feidao crossing his chest, raising his eyebrows and asking: "Do you have a clue?"

Fang Lingqing shook her head.

Although Lu Cixian was missing, to be honest, he was not particularly worried.

When thinking of Lu Cixian's pretty face and the series of leg-breaking operations, Fang Lingqing deeply felt that her worries were completely unnecessary.

What's more, this is an illusion. Even if Lu Cixian "dies", the worst he can do is to be sent back to Huazuo Peak.

The only thing that hurts Fang Lingqing is that Lu Cixian is his teammate. If he "dies", it will be too difficult to leave him alone to kill people.

Although Lu Cixian was a bit annoying, Fang Lingqing reluctantly admitted that it was quite satisfying to kill people with him.

Maybe it was because the pain in his face was too obvious. Qi Feidao seemed to have thought of something. He put down his hand again with a heavy expression and patted his shoulder. His eyes were mixed with a hint of sympathy and worry.

"Don't worry, Lu Daoyou Taji has his own destiny, and there may be some adventures in store for him."

Then, his eyes moved down subtly.

Fang Lingqing jumped up as if her **** was on fire and glared angrily: "I have nothing to do with Lu Cixian!!"

What's going on with the gaze of the widow who comforted her dead husband? Who cares about Lu Cixian, whose face is so paralyzed that her sleeves are cut off! It’s so disgusting! He didn't care about this disgusting Duanxiu!

On the Flower Peak.

A white light swayed near the entrance to the fantasy world.

Chu Tongzheng stepped out in confusion. After being stunned for a second, he subconsciously touched his chest.

It was okay not to touch it, but when I touched it, Lu Cixian's sword appeared in front of my eyes again.

Chu Tongzheng let go of his hand aggrievedly.

Lu Cixian, you bastard!

Thankfully, she had thought about accompanying him through fire and water, traveling across thousands of mountains, washing hands and making soup for him alone, and hugging him tightly in the solitude of the snow at dusk!

The disciples of Guangming Palace guarding the entrance to the illusion were shocked.

He has been guarding this illusion for a day and has seen many monks who were teleported out.

There are some who are confused and have not realized that they have returned to the west. There are also those who are so angry that they are itching their teeth and draw their swords to rush back to decide the outcome. Or there are those who are lost and have resentment on their heads.

There were originally few female cultivators, but suddenly a female cultivator with skin as good as snow, a peach-blossom face, and an extremely beautiful female cultivator suddenly stood out.

Unexpectedly, after this female Taoist friend came out, she didn’t do anything. She just touched her chest with one hand, blinked her eyelashes, bit her lower lip, and cried? !

The Guangming Hall disciple guarding the door took a tentative step forward and asked, "This fellow Taoist?"

What's wrong with her? Isn't it because she cheated on him before? Chu Tongzheng grabbed the hem of his skirt and stomped his feet unwillingly: "Lu Cixian, you heartless man!"

The gatekeeper disciples were not only shocked, but also shocked when they heard these three familiar words!

Looking carefully at the female cultivator in front of me, I felt even more horrified.

Why does the female Taoist friend in front of me look so similar to the one on the recording stone?

The movement here finally attracted the attention of other people nearby. Who knew who opened his eyes wide and shouted: "Isn't this the one on the photo stone?!"

"Which one? Which one is on the photo stone?!"

"That's it! The one who gets together with Lu Cixian!"

With a loud shout, everyone around the fantasy world roared and looked over. When they saw Chu Tongzheng, they were all shocked.

Really!

When they thought of the scene that was cut out at the critical moment, everyone in Huazuo Peak couldn't help but sigh.

The atmosphere is so good, I can’t tell you whether it was done or not!

But when they saw Chu Tongzheng, everyone looked at each other in shock and confusion.

Isn’t it still about you and me in the fantasy world? Why are you crying now?

The girl sobbed: "Lu Cixian, you heartless man!"

A heartless man? !

——What’s going on? broke up?

——Could it be that Lu Cixian came to force this fellow Taoist to do something he didn’t want to do?

——Lu Cixian became so powerful that he made this fellow Taoist cry?

At this moment, there was a squeaking sound of wheels running over the ground and the clang of beads colliding.

From a distance, I could only see a disfigured black-faced evil **** walking along with a Buddhist figure who had conquered the country.

The Picture Stone is nothing interesting to see. It looks like a group of young fools are just killing each other to the death.

The various ways of death were so horrific that Ma Huaizhen was so stupid that he sneered. As he watched, the evil **** didn't know what he thought of. He raised his lips and showed a slight smile. The person pushing the wheelchair on the side looked tall and tall. Yuan Liu couldn't help but tremble.

Maybe because he was bored, Ma Huaizhen shouted lazily, asking Yuan Liu to push the wheelchair and asking Master Miaofa to go around together.

Then, being caught off guard by this scene, and hearing such a conversation, even Ma Huaizhen couldn't help but pay attention to Yan Miaofa's reaction.

Although this was his first time contacting the famous Master Miaofa, in this short period of time, Ma Huaizhen had almost figured out his temperament.

This venerable man seems to care about that person named Lu Cixian?

The Buddha was indeed very concerned about the man named Lu Cixian, and his steps stopped unconsciously.

The words "Lu Cixian became so powerful that he made this fellow Taoist cry" were poured into his ears.

The scene in front of the Flower Zuo Peak passed before his eyes, and the half of Ma Huaizhen's disfigured face twitched subtly.

The little novice monk who followed Miaofa together with Yuan Liu glanced at the beautiful and beautiful venerable master and trembled again. Adhering to the Buddhist faith of compassion, he quickly clasped his hands and made a gesture, thinking sadly.

Fairy Qiao, you’d better not come out.

Once you come out, even if the World Honored One is alive, I may not be able to save you.

Amitabha.

*

The moment she fell into the raging fire, Qiao Wan hurriedly used her spiritual power to protect her internal organs, muscles, and bones.

When he landed on the ground, the ground fire surged up along his body.

It hurts!

As soon as the flames jumped up on his skin, Qiao Wan's face suddenly twisted in pain, and her eyes were so smoked that she couldn't open them. It took a lot of effort to open her eyes, but Qiao Wan raised her head and glanced forward.

All you can see is endless fire, like waves of waves.

Zhang Zhiyi’s five-element compass should be a small space that exists independently. As long as it is a small space, there is a possibility of breaking.

Then... look for it now.

If you want to find a "gap" that can break this space, you must move forward. However, in this situation, every step you take makes you feel uncomfortable.

The soles of the feet were scorched, and the flesh was stuck to the ground. Every time he raised his feet, the flesh and blood was torn off.

The soles of my feet are particularly sensitive and painful.

Especially when the flames burned on the golden roc's wings, Qiao Wan burst into tears silently in her heart, regretting her mistake.

If I had known she would not have pinched me so much! She hurts so much now!

It's not a problem just to keep going like this.

The pain was too much, and an idea flashed in Qiao Wan's mind.

The fire in Zhang Zhiyi's compass is different from ordinary fire. It contains a little spiritual energy and is specially used to deal with monks.

When she was refining skin before, although she cooked herself in an iron pot, the most important thing was to add spiritual grass and elixir to the pot to absorb the spiritual energy in the concoction.

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Wan sat down and started refining the skin first.

With the previous experience of stewing myself in an iron pot, it is not too difficult to grill myself this time.

After going through this period, Qiao Wan was surprised to find that not only was she no longer in pain, but she also had a subtle, refreshing feeling like a sauna.

This body of skin and flesh was like porcelain that had been pushed into a kiln. It was burned very smoothly and delicately. Sweat seeped out from the skin, and was licked away by the tongues of fire in the next second.

But unlike the fragile bottles and jars, the skin and flesh of this body are still very tough and elastic after burning.

Qiao Wan freed up a hand and squeezed it tightly.

Not only that, she seemed to feel that the muscles all over her body were more plump.

With the blessing of Skin Refining, the next journey will be much easier.

Further forward, the fire became smaller, and there was a sound of rushing water in my ears.

The next thing is, the water in metal, wood, water, fire and earth!