It's better to act than to be excited!
Mao Xiaoyu decided to see if teleportation could work underwater.
She stood up, her body moving, and teleported out of the coral tree.
The water of the lake poured into the mouth without incident, and the pressure was very high.
"Help!"
Mao Xiaoyu danced and kicked in the lake, and the clam spirit across a coral wall leisurely watched her make a fool of herself, and asked idly: "Yo, will you teleport?"
If you have the ability, you can run away. ” "Woo, I'm not going to run away anymore, save me."
Mao Xiaoyu can swim, which does not mean that she can come and go freely at the bottom of this dark lake.
Because she couldn't kick on the surface of the lake at all, and I didn't know where the invisible pressure came from, no matter how she fluttered, she just couldn't float.
The mussel spirit probably knew that she was still valuable, so she stretched out her hand, her arm slowly lengthened, pinched Mao Xiaoyu's waist, and dragged her back.
Back at the Coral Cave, the pressure from the water is gone, and there is no more water from the lake.
"Ahem, ahem......
Much better, thank you ha.
Mao Xiaoyu lay on the ground and spit out a lot of water, and the water droplets on the tip of his head fell to the ground like a string of beads, and fell to the ground without a trace.
"What else will you do, will you use all the moves?"
The clam spirit crossed his arms and sneered.
Wiping a handful of water droplets on his head, and twisting the corners of his clothes, Mao Xiaoyu changed to a hippie smile: "Really do it?"
I'll do a lot. ” The mussel raised its chin proudly.
"Just make it."
Mao Xiaoyu was extremely depressed, and at the same time clearly understood that it was impossible for the clam spirit to let herself die now.
So, she shook her hair, took a breath and stood up, casting a teleportation.
I take, I take......
Hey?
What is it?
Mao Xiaoyu had an extra rusty steel pipe in his hand.
It seems like who threw the garbage?
Or maybe some modern boat fell apart and was left at the bottom of the lake.
The mussel spirit was speechless.
"Hehe, it's the most famous inland lake in China.
I didn't expect the bottom of the lake to be so unclean, what kind of mess is this?
Mao Xiaoyu snorted and threw the rusty steel pipe aside.
"Any more moves?"
Mussel Jing asked.
Mao Xiaoyu shook his head sincerely: "It's gone." ” "Then stay honest."
Mao Xiaoyu was honestly afraid: "Yes, yes, I can't afford to be a demon moth anymore." ” Demon moths?
Isn't this the same kind of mussel?
The face of the mussel essence changed.
Mao Xiaoyu quickly laughed: "Oh yes, you just said Sister Moth?"
One of you is a woman?
” Get a roll of the eye.
Unexpectedly, Mao Xiaoyu came to the ground and asked with interest: "Is the moth a female?"
Do you call her Sister Moth because she is older than you, or is she more capable than you?
” "Shut up."
Mao Xiaoyu didn't close, full of interest: "Anyway, they haven't come yet, let's take advantage of this time to chatter, how about it?"
” "Not how?"
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Mao Xiaoyu asked: "You guys, how old are you?"
Five hundred or seven hundred?
” Mussel Jing looked at her like a nervous disorder: It's too bold, right?
The fire of gossip is too strong, right?
"Five hundred, I guess.
I remember that Xu Xian and the White Lady are green snakes, and they can be cultivated in five hundred years.
You are a little worse than Luo Bo, and a little stronger than the mountain god, and you are the most likely to be over 500 years old.
Mao Xiaoyu also asked and answered himself.
The corners of the mussel essence's mouth twitched slightly: "White, white lady?"
” "Yes, the white snake legend, the girl in the green snake."
Speaking of snakes, Mao Xiaoyu took the opportunity to get to the point: "My friend, She Weiwei, is the same kind as you, why do you kill each other?"
” "Don't make comparisons."
"Okay, I don't climb.
Then why did you arrest her?
The old monk is the abbot?
” Mussel Jing thought about it, this issue is not a secret, and now that the River Temple is destroyed, it is impossible for them to rebuild it.
After telling her, there was no substantial harm.
"That's right."
Getting this answer was actually expected by Mao Xiaoyu.
She struck while the iron was hot, and asked curiously: "Why did the abbot go to Y City to make a fortune?"
” Beng Jing didn't hide it from her: "There is something different in Baishan in Y City, and we also received the news."
Brother Tiger plans to take a trip, maybe he can pick up a leak or something.
Unexpectedly, I really picked it up. ” "What are you doing with her?"
"It's so useful."
The clam spirit laughed: "A little snake demon with some ability is much stronger than those young boys and girls." ” Mao Xiaoyu's heart sank, but his face was not obvious, and he still smiled: "Where is the strength?"
” "Reiki.
The deep mountain snake demon absorbs the essence of heaven and earth and refines it, which is much better than the ignorant poor children. ” "Then, She Weiwei, it's already ......"
Mao Xiaoyu's heart sank to the bottom, and he didn't dare to believe this fact.
Mussel shrugged: "Normally, she can't be alive. ” "What is the ultimate goal?"
Although the mountain god mentioned it, Mao Xiaoyu wanted to hear the truth from their mouths.
The mussel spirit leaned against the coral, raised his head slightly, looked up, and said quietly: "Of course, it is immortal and immortal, and it is endless." ” "Immortality and immortality?
Want to be opportunistic and avoid the thunderstorm?
” The mussel spirit moved his gaze downward, fixed on her face, and smiled: "Correct." ” He didn't say what the specific process was, and Mao Xiaoyu didn't want to ask.
She's in a pretty bad mood.
She Weiwei is likely to have been poisoned?
was only one step away, but he didn't even have time to save her, which was too disheartening and disappointing.
But, at the same time, another voice in her head persuaded her: maybe there is a miracle?
Maybe She Weiwei escaped?
Isn't she a demon?
Isn't she sophisticated and sleek?
She's going to be clever enough to protect herself, right?
It must be, right?
His face gradually turned clear, Mao Xiaoyu simply closed his eyes and silently recuperated.
"Hey, what?
Pretending to be dumb?
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"The clam spirit is not happy.
Mao Xiaoyu didn't have anything to ask, so she waited for Luo Bo to come over, or the tiger spirit and moth spirit came first.
In short, she could only wait and do nothing.
"Hey, talk."
Mussel Essence kicked her gently.
Mao Xiaoyu opened his eyes lazily: "What did you say?"
” "Isn't it nagging?
Why don't you nag anymore?
” "It's over."
The clam snort: "It's not over yet." ” "Oh.
Then you get up and chat. ” The mussel spirit crooked his mouth and his eyes were not good: "I will start when I start."
Have you made a will?
” "Nope.
I am blessed and long-lived, and I can't hang up at a young age, so I don't want to write my last words. ” "You, how blessed and long-lived, a hundred years old?"
The mussel scoffed.
Mao Xiaoyu raised his chin and nostrils to him: "Yes, it's me." ” "Who said that?"
"My master."
"Your master is a god stick who sets up a street stall?"
The mussel sneered.
Mao Xiaoyu rolled her eyes: "My master is, he is the most powerful, immortal."
The last two words are not confident enough.
"Nerves, huh?"
The mussel mouth is quite poisonous.
Giving him a big white eye again, Mao Xiaoyu was indignant: "Don't talk nonsense.
Be careful of five thunderbolts. ” The mussel spirit instantly had a hideous expression.
Demons like them who have not yet achieved positive results are the most taboo to thunder and thunder.
"Shut up!"
The mussel spirit didn't just talk this time, but pounced over to cover her mouth, and looked up in panic: "Don't talk nonsense." ” There are gods three feet above his head.
I don't know if I dive to the bottom of the lake, and the gods are still within three feet.