"See Commander Zhao for the trail."
A young voice suddenly came in.
"The Taoist priest doesn’t need to pay more attention to the official. This time, he is asking for the Buddhist adult. Can you connect me?"
Zhao Xiaogong ye rode in Lang said
"This …"
Tao zong Zhang teaches master elder brother after a meal reluctantly said
"The trail knows what the adults mean, but please tell the men to come with me. Master Chu’s abode of fairies and immortals Xifeng"
"So thank you, Taoist."
Zhao wrong said with a smile
He wants to laugh at the teacher’s brother’s address to the elementary school teacher.
Zhi zhi Dao zong turned out to be an ancestor, but it is not surprising that there are not many fairies in the world after all.
"make the army follow the Taoist priest."
Officer Zhao sat in the carriage again.
The army stopped suddenly, and he also looked around with Xiao Xia’s carriage.
His eyes are covered with clouds and mountains, and his breath is sweet and can be smelled out. He can feel that his Taoist practice has improved spontaneously.
"Not the kui is a treasure …"
He whispered a word in his heart
Such a good place is not far from Beijing.
No wonder Daozong’s younger brother, Duwoshan, would have practiced here often if he hadn’t practiced more efficiently.
"I’ve met Zhao Tong."
A young man who made Zhao feel half as handsome as himself came.
With a polite smile on his face, he raised his hand to Xiaofeng, a fairy palace in front of him, in the fog.
All this is especially in line with my little grandfather’s reverie that Chu Guoshi is a fairy, and he is just going to dive in Yaochi Langyuan.
"Trail has informed grandmaster Chu that her old man’s house can let you go in directly. Please."
"Zhao thanked me for this mistake."
Zhao fault thanked him and left for Yunfeng.
He jumped into the fairy palace in front of the flying fairy temple and the gate of the fairy palace automatically exposed the charming corridor.
The misty white mist made him feel as if he were in the Xianjia mansion, and he was rude at the thought that this was the residence of a small Buddhist.
"I came in."
Zhao Xiaogong said that he stepped into the palace after a while.
"You go forward through the cloister, and you just come straight to the first main hall."
Chu Guo Shi’s quiet and mature voice entered Zhao Cuo’s ear.
He became nervous when he heard the fatigue in his words.
This is a small branch that hasn’t recovered since it was sealed.
"Excuse me …"
Zhao Cuo walked quickly through the promenade, and an open hall appeared with the smell of wine in his eyes.
A fallen fairy dressed in a flowing fairy skirt in pale pinkish purple appeared in her eyes.
She threw a tipsy eye at the foreign teenager.
Chapter two hundred and fifty Zhao Cuo hid a small Buddhist bed flame son knocking at the door …
"Buddhist adults drink?"
Zhao wrong alpha males in the temple in the eye.
Her long black hair became a flying fairy’s temples, and her face was reddish and blurred.
The great Buddhist figure is tall and plump, and a pale pinkish purple fairy skirt outlines her body curve incisively and vividly. A few drops of wine soaked her tall and straight skirt.
"Zhao wrong … what are you doing here?"
Chu don’t branch lips light inspiration to ask
She sounded tired but not drunk.
When she was not drunk …
"You don’t have to tell me about the seat."
She snorted lightly.
"You’re a shame to seduce me with a flame on your back again, right?"
Zhao thief suddenly felt ashamed. This is not a normal state. Xiao Biezhi said it. She was obviously drunk.
"Master Chu, you drink too much."
Zhao took a wrong look at a few wine gourd.
After a pause, he stepped towards the drunken beauty sitting on the bed.
Zhizhi is obviously undefended to him, otherwise he wouldn’t be allowed to come in at this time, and he’s welcome.