I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

　　 "No! It can't be like this! You, how can you not pay the spirit stone?!"

　　Jiang Muqing pointed at An Bulang, and his chest shook with rage.

"I have made concessions, what else do you want?" An Bulang sighed and looked at the woman in front of her with anger and shook her head. "Couldn't I give another hundred spirit stones as a fat man? You all pack beasts And pay more to others, isn’t this mentally retarded?"

　　 Jiang Muqing was speechless and opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute.

　　 Suddenly found that she not only gave out all the money, but was also reprimanded by the other party.

　　Dare you feel that Bai Bai's are so straightforward now?

　　Do you believe me **** on the spot? !

　　 At this time, the old man next to him laughed aloud: "This little friend is really a wonderful person, Xuanfeng Dawu is almost full, we might as well go to the room to talk about it?"

　　 "Good." An Bulang felt good about the old man and nodded with a smile.

　　Jiang Muqing embraced his chest with both hands and turned around arrogantly. When he first walked towards the small house, he didn't even say a word.

　　 A small metaphysical realm of small body dare to be so arrogant and excessive, that is, her grandfather would be kind to this kind of person, if she has Tianyuan realm's cultivation behavior, the small repair in front of her would have been lifted up to fight.

An Bulang followed the old man to the small house at the back of the Xuanfeng Dawu. The black feathers of the Xuanfeng Dawu were dark, the beak was golden, and the length was more than five feet. The wooden cabin bound to the body was also two feet long and wide. Individuals and a white horse are not a problem at all.

　　 Therefore, An Bulang started to pull the bird.

　　 The white dragon horse is still very low-key, non-speaking, off special effects, similar to the ordinary white horses that are harmless to humans and animals.

　　Fat man in red looked at the four people and one horse entering the house. The whole person was messy in the wind. He always felt like something was wrong, and always felt like he was being played.

　　Jiang Muqing in the house has the same feeling.

　　The two of them got together and it is estimated that there is much to talk about.

　　 At this time, the rider was already sitting on the head of Xuanfeng Dawu.

"Woo..." Xuanfeng Dawu seemed to have received some instructions. Suddenly yelled, his wings were stretched, he threw up in the air, raised a burst of smoke, and then flew northward with the small house, and gradually disappeared in the red clothes. The fat man's vision.

　　 "Ah... what's the matter..."

　　The fat man in red looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

　　……

　　Xuanfeng Dawu held the house through the clouds, and then flew all the way in a certain direction.

　　 There are still many decorations in the small house, there are paintings on the walls, tables and chairs on both sides of the house, and a large cabinet also provides things like tea and snacks, which can be taken at will.

　　 After a violent bump, the house began to stabilize.

　　 Then, it was four people with a big eye and small eyes.

　　 "Wow, Brother Bulang, we really went to heaven!" Ji Yinyin looked at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window, broke the silence first, and said excitedly.

　　 "嘁......" Jiang Muqing couldn't help but sneer when she saw Ji Yinyin's appearance, and seemed to be dissatisfied before venting.

　　 The old man next to her smiled and said, "Ha ha ha... I haven't asked the names of the two friends, Jiang Ren, the poor Jiang family, this is the granddaughter Jiang Muqing."

　　 "My name is An Bulang."

　　 "My name is Ji Yinyin."

　　The two young people also introduced themselves.

　　 They don't have any negative emotions, after all, it's them who travel by Baichen.

　　Although this amount of money is nothing to them, but this experience is very pleasant...

　　 "Oh? It turned out to be An Daoyou and Ji Daoyou... But Bai Dicheng has no An and Ji surnames..." The old man looked thoughtfully, "I don't know where the two teachers are?"

　　He guessed that the two young people in front of him were absolutely extraordinary, so he was curious to ask if he could still make a good connection with this flight.

　　 "Me? I was just a casual cultivator, accidentally fell into a cave, and fell into a cave, and found a secret book of spiritual practice, and then stepped into the ranks of spiritual practitioners." An Bulang casually orchestrated.

　　 Ji Yinyin held An Bulang's arm and said: "I am Brother Bulang's companion......"

"Snapped!!"

　　 "Apprentice......"

　　 Ji Yinyin was slapped and changed his mouth.

　　Jiang Jiang's mouth twitched, and the self-introduction of these two people is the same as playing. Is he really a fool? Can you communicate well?

This old man was a little depressed in his heart, but he was not good at losing his temper. After all, although these two minor cultivations were the seven-fold cultivation practice of the mysterious body, the spiritual energy fluctuations inadvertently exuded were extremely pure. The breath, the practice method must be extremely advanced.

　　He couldn't make trouble to provoke two disciples with deep background.

　　 On this point, in fact, you can guess the face.

　　An Bulang's unremarkable face will not be said. Ji Yinyin's appearance is ranked in the top class in the Baidi City, where the master is like a cloud. How can it be an ordinary monk?

　　 It is not that he discriminates against the rest of the monks, but the cultivation of merits and other qualifications will affect the face value of a practitioner and will form a unique temperament in a practitioner.

　　 is beautiful, not only look at the face, but also look at the temperament and Tao Yun.

　　The beauty of Ji Yinyin is definitely not something that an ordinary monk can possess.

　　 It's a pity that my silly granddaughter doesn't have any insight...

　　Thinking so, Jiang Ren couldn't help looking at Jiang Muqing.

　　Jiang Muqing was sitting on the chair, his tall body leaned forward slightly, staring at An Bulang fiercely, as if he would open his teeth and dance his claws like a beast in the next moment.

　　 Ji Yin Yin Na Ni Zi is still enjoying the view outside the window, this is her first time to go to heaven, this unique experience she wants to enjoy it.

　　An Bulang opened the cabinet in the room and took out the tea leaves to make tea.

　　Jiang Muqing saw this scene, his eyes rolled, and he took out a tea set and a bag of tea leaves from Na Jie, and began to make tea in front of An Bulang.

　　The tea leaves provided in the room can be called sweet and sweet, but Jiang Muqing's tea is pure rhyme. The fragrance of the tea is long and long. The smell of the tea will completely crush the quality of the tea.

　　Jiang Muqing's tea is not bad, he makes tea elegantly, hands a cup of hot tea to the old man, and smiles sweetly: "Grandpa, please drink tea."

　　 "Oh, Mu Qing is interested." Jiang Ren took the tea happily.

　　Jiang Muqing smiled and turned his eyes to An Bulang, his jaw slightly raised, and looked provocatively at the opposite Anbu Lang who was making tea and drinking.

　　An Bulang naturally understands the woman's thoughts, that is, she doesn't understand why even drinking tea is better. Is the woman's chest and mind inversely related?

　　 "Come here, An Daoyou, you can also taste Mu Qing's tea." Jiang Ren suddenly handed a cup of hot tea to An Bulang across the table.

　　 "Grandpa, this is the spirit tea that I got through all my hard work in the Forest of Moyun. Why should I drink it for him?" Jiang Muqing was anxious when he saw Jiang Ren's behavior.

　　 The spirit tea she tried desperately, the spirit tea she brewed, but she wanted to drink this annoying little repair?

　　Jiang Ren didn't take it seriously and looked at An Bulang cheerfully.

　　 An Bulang was even less concerned. He had a good impression of Jiang Ren and was not disappointed by the goodwill of others. He took a tea cup and took a sip. The aroma of tea and the singular sweetness reverberate in the mouth. It is indeed a good tea, but it is a few levels worse than the tea that Xiongba made for them.

　　 "Eh! You really drank..." Jiang Muqing's eyes widened, just about to say something, and was interrupted by Jiang Ren.

"This is Mu Qing's spiritual tea obtained from the prefecture of the terrestrial monster, UU reading www.uukanshu.com. The tricolor earth python was entrenched in the land. At that time, she spent a lot of effort to deal with the tricolor earth python. Jiang Ren smiled.

　　 "The three-color ground python is a terrestrial triple monster, and Mu Qing girl can kill, it is really amazing!" An Bulang touted casually.

　　 mentioning his glorious deeds, Jiang Muqing was not angry, but instead smiled calmly: "As it is, my highest record is to behead a five-level human-faced black tiger at the Forest of Moyun."

　　 Ji Yinyin was also attracted by Jiang Muqing's talk: "Have you ever been to the Magic Cloud Forest?"

"That is of course. I was in the forest of the magic cloud, but I was a murderous man killing all sides. Except for not entering the core of the magic cloud, all the other beasts have been killed, which is essentially different from the stupid cultivation who only knows the practice of the boring head. ."

Jiang Muqing licked his own red lips and looked sharply: "I was nineteen years old, and I was already a triple-cultivator of Naling. I was born and died many times. If you are in line with the rest of the practitioners, as long as the state is comparable to me, I am sure to take his life in three strokes."

　　Jiang Muqing thought that she would say this, and she would gain the admiration and admiration of the two Xiaoxiu in front of her.

　　 It is a pity that the feedback from An Bulang and Ji Yinyin is extremely casual, and they don't care about it at all.

　　Don’t they know what Naling Triple represents when they are nineteen?

　　 Don’t know what it means to kill the Quartet in the Magic Cloud Forest?

　　Care for me? !

　　Jiang Muqing thought of this, and he was upset again.

　　It's so hard to admit that others are good?