This sand sculpture of heaven

"Limai, why did you become a man?" Su Liangyu lay on the table, his face turned sideways, and his expression was as surprised as if he saw a sow climbing a tree.

"Shhhhhhh Yueyong sat down solemnly and precariously, and then said, "Huh, how can you tell that I am out of the vein, obviously I have changed my skin from beginning to end?"

Su Liangyu smiled, grabbed his hair indiscriminately, and asked without hesitation: "You haven't answered me yet, why don't you be a good woman, you have to be a man?"

"Isn't it because the matter with the crown prince has been spread in an uproar? Changing the skin to avoid the language violence of the heavenly court, and to avoid their outpouring of righteousness, it is also a last resort, it is too difficult for me!"

Yueyong has fine skin and tender meat, a high ponytail, a good-looking beauty tip on the top of his forehead, snow skin, red clothes, and a vigorous beautiful boy.

"Understand how you feel, those people only care about their own mouths and don't care if they cause harm to others. Off-pulse-".

"Please call me Tsukiyong. "

"Okay, Tsukinaga. If someone bullies you, you must tell me, and I will teach them how to behave - ahem, be an immortal!".

"Su Liangyu, why are you so good to me?" Yueyong's clear eyes flashed a little, and her unevenness was particularly valuable when she was attacked by gossip.

"Hey, I fell in love with you when I came to Heaven, and you never disliked me for being ugly. "

Yueyong touched his fair and smooth chin, and said in his heart: You are not ugly, but lazy, too lazy to change your skin. You don't want to cater to the aesthetics here, you must be very strong inside, although I don't understand but am shocked.

"You're not ugly, but a high-class face, and it's someone else's business that others don't know how to appreciate. Yueyong said something against his will.

Every time he looked at Su Liangyu, he felt that this person was unfathomable, as unreal as watching flowers and fishing for the moon in the fog. She is obviously not even a lower monarch, but she dares to sneer at all the immortals in Heavenly Court, and she doesn't know where her confidence comes from.

In this way, Su Liangyu looked at him left and right, and avoided talking about why he recognized it. Yueyong knew in her heart, she refused to say, then don't ask again, so that the two of them will get along comfortably.

While waiting for the class, Yueyong bored with his hands to play with the black hair on the ponytail, and was very satisfied with his male fairy skin: I secretly changed the sky and hid the sky from the sky to the sea Yushu Linfeng Yu Xuan looked forward to Shenfei, the sky does not give birth to my Yueyong Immortal Realm is like a long night, it is really a dragon among people, and a genius in the world. Your dog's eyes can't tell that I'm just off the pulse, hahaha-

Until the light and shadow in front of him changed, a familiar voice sounded: "Limai, why did you turn into a man?".

Yueyong resisted the urge to overturn the table, and said in his heart: "I can't even recognize myself in this picture, prince, are your eyes open?!".

He steadied his mind, squeezed out an embarrassed smile, and looked at the prince suspiciously, "In order to avoid verbal violence, big brother." "

"Well, that's the truth I said yesterday. The prince felt guilty for a while, the brocade belt and the two things of being caught and raped, that is, there was a fairy coming at him

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every time I touch her by the way, I am really guilty. Thinking of her violent appearance yesterday, it seems that she really can't stand it.

The

slender fingers with distinct bones were placed on the table, leaving a small and delicate transparent glass bottle, and the prince was about to leave, but was asked by Yueyong: "Even I don't know myself anymore, how does the prince know that I am out of the vein?"

"Because there is a sense between the mother and son of Qianyuan. This was not said by the prince, but Su Liangyu answered first.

There is such a record in "The Apocalypse of the Divine Soldier", how could he forget it? Yueyong sighed in his heart: Recently, his heart has been quite unsettled, and he can't even use his brain, so he has to stabilize his mind, otherwise how can he set up a trick for Youfei Fairy.

The prince's uncertain gaze fell on him again, and he suppressed his thoughts of "not seeing him for a day as if he had been in three autumns", and said softly: "It's good to become a male statue." "

"What's good?" Tsukinaga's moderately thick rosy lips muttered.

"Of course, I think it's very good. Over there, Su Liangyu looked at the prince and then at Yueyong, said with a smile, and patted Yueyong's buttocks by the way, and his technique was very skillful.

Yueyong almost broke the ground and was depressed: You all think it's good, but I don't know what's good. But I don't want you to think, I want me to feel.

Someone sat down behind him, and then the man was silent for a moment, and then the man poked himself in the back with a brush, and Tsukinaga looked back and saw that it was the prince who was hooking his thin lips like poppies. Obviously, his eyes were clear and transparent, but Yueyong felt that there was a seductive whirlpool circulating inside, which was really inexplicable.

The prince handed Yueyong a pair of ink-colored brocade bracers, and said in a low voice: "Last night, the prince thought about it, it is not enough to have the truth, but also to record the words of the Fei Fairy before the evidence is conclusive." So I want to give you this bracer, it's called a lock heart. "

Yueyong took the lock heart and looked at it, the ink color was shiny and translucent, and the texture of the brocade was very skin-friendly, which was a delicate treasure. Yueyong turned the lock heart over, looked at it carefully, and said happily: "The prince is really witty, he even thought of this." "

"Yes, you will contribute manpower, I will contribute material resources, and there will be no last resort, and it will be successful. In addition to recording and playing sounds, the lock core also acts as a black silk, which can be used both in fights and as a rope, so you can squeeze its surplus value out of it. "

Listen, is this like the words of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the beautiful scenery? The lock heart was dissatisfiedly propped up in Yueyong's hand, like a shrew who was scolding the street with her hands on her hips.

Lock Heart is really a thing with character, and the prince is more funny than he imagined, Yueyong smiled in his heart.

"What a genius for inventions, why do you have so many strange things, maybe your umbrella is not an umbrella, but a flamethrower, right?"

"Haha, what a joke. But seriously, I still have a lot of treasures here, so take whatever you want. The prince propped up his chin with one hand, and his mouth was generous, obviously careless, but he gave people the immediate feeling of "I want to open a warehouse and release grain to help the victims".

"Haha, it's easy to say. Yueyong felt the fluctuation of spiritual power on the podium, so he turned around and sat upright.

The students said in their hearts: Yo roar, it's the Marshal Liangqing who hasn't been here since the opening ceremony. If you don't come back, we think you're dead.

Marshal Liangqing was dressed in a moon-white robe, and his whole person looked thinner, and the upright spirit between his eyebrows became less and less.

His face was dark and lifeless, and he said: "Hello students, I came here this time to tell you that if anyone wants to become a military attaché, the assessment they must accept is to participate in the kite folding conference and get the top three. "

Marshal Liangqing cleared his throat expressionlessly, and the classmates below had already exploded.

It turns out that the kite folding conference is not a literal meaning of picking flowers, and the purple kite flower is the holy flower of the demon world, so the kite is actually a euphemism for killing demons. A man in the fairy world

In order to show off his talent and vassal elegance, he called the bloody killing a kite folding conference.

And the reason

why the students exploded the pot was because the Folding Kite Conference was stopped as early as 120,000 years ago, and the reason for the suspension was that the place where it was held - the Folding Kite Secret Realm was very strange and dangerous, and the time and space torrents in it were disordered, and the immortals would be sucked away if they didn't pay attention, and then they didn't know which horn they were teleported to, and it was difficult to get them back.

However, there are always exceptions to everything, and according to legend, the second generation of war gods and female evil gods were once taken away by the turbulence of time and space there, and their mana was strong and came back safe and sound. The second-generation God of War is a genius with the power of chaos, and compared to him, everyone here is rubbish.

Hearing this kind of assessment method, the students secretly rushed into their hearts: I am a marshal of Liangqing! If you don't make a sound, you have already made a blockbuster, and if you don't teach anything, you will make demands, and you can't see us! If you have the ability, you can also enter the secret realm of folding kites to kill demons and eliminate demons!

However, on the surface, they are only a lively discussion. Such forbearance, self-control, calmness, and inconsistency between the outside and the outside fully reflect the excellent virtues of the people in the fairy world.

Marshal Liangqing on the podium was as cold as ice, waved his hand to signal quietness, and continued: "In order to improve the combat effectiveness of the students, everyone can enter their own soul sea awareness exercises, and I have already arranged various levels of monsters there. Three months later, the top ten students in the number of demon pills at the Folding Kite Conference will be eligible to be military attachés in the Heavenly Court. "

The words fell, people went, and Marshal Liangqing came and went in a hurry, as if Qintianyuan was a thatched toilet. If it weren't for feeling Marshal Liangqing's dereliction of duty in teaching, the students really wanted to sigh at his back "a god like the wind", forget it, what can you do.

Marshal Liangqing has set up various levels of monsters in the sea of soul knowledge, which is equivalent to building a virtual martial arts arena, and students can fight monsters according to their own situation, and every time they are defeated, they can come back until they defeat the stubborn monster.

In other words, through virtual battles with monsters of various levels, students can review the battle situation in order to achieve the purpose of improving their combat effectiveness.

Just as the strength of

immortals has three realms: Xiajun, Shangjun and Shangshen, the strength of demons also has levels, which are four levels, namely A, B, C, D. Among them, Class A

The strength of the monster is similar to that of the gods, the second level is equivalent to the upper king, the third level is equivalent to the

lower king, and the D level is equivalent to the unqualified immortals.

The white fingers were a little eyebrows, and a flash of inspiration appeared, and Yueyong entered the sea of his soul consciousness. This is a wonderful world, when I first entered it, it was a chaos, looking at everything like wind, rain and fog, waiting for people's spirits and silently reciting C-class monsters, that piece of chaos disappeared suddenly, and then really rushed out of a monster!

Yueyong's strength is superior to the king, so he naturally has to fight against monsters above grade C, otherwise there will be no progress.

Rushing over was a huge rat spirit, Yueyong's eyes narrowed slightly, he could feel the surging energy carried by the rat spirit, and the deep hatred for the immortals.

When it was too late, the rat spirit rushed in front of Yueyong, and the ground shook suddenly. Compared to its huge size, Tsukiei resembles a kitten. Yue Yongxin said: I have never seen a cat catching a mouse, but I have never seen a mouse catching a cat, hey, I can be regarded as seeing it now.

Just as the rat spirit

opened its mouth, revealing Sen Senran's white fangs, Yueyong struggled to slash his sword into the rat spirit's bloody mouth, temporarily resisting the rat spirit's bite.

The rat spirit was shattered by the rock-solid Qianyuan Mother Sword, and under the anger, his eyes were glowing with a vicious blue light, and the giant claws like an iron pu fan called over, bringing a sharp sound of breaking wind, and Yue Yong's left hand didn't have time to catch up, and it was swept away five zhang ......away

Yueyong fell extremely indecently and ate, and his heart was horrified, although his strength was extraordinary, he had no skills in fighting monsters, it was all based on his feelings.

Just as the rat spirit rushed over again, he hurriedly shouted at Suoxin: Suoxin, go and restrain that monster.

The ink-colored lock heart suddenly took off Yue Yonghaobai's wrist, and then instantly lengthened, turning into a black silk seven or eight feet long, and with a few "whoosh" sounds, the rat spirit was trapped into a hairy zongzi.

The angry rat spirit was firmly trapped by the lock heart, and had to squirm like a huge caterpillar, looking at its vicious expression, as if it was greeting the whole family of Yueyong with witty words.

Yue Yong swept a few cold flickering sword flowers, and then quickly jumped into the air, and a sword pierced vertically down from the back of the rat spirit, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly burst out in the sea of soul consciousness, and the smell of blood overflowed......

The first battle without danger made Yueyong realize his shortcomings, that is, he lacked actual combat experience, his speed and strain were not fast enough, and he was not perfect in the use of artifacts, that is, he did not achieve the unity of man and sword, or the unity of sword and man.

Yueyong's heart sank: You must practice more in the future, otherwise you will die young when you enter the secret realm of folding kites.

Time flies like flowing water, and the students have come out of their own soul consciousness, looked up, and exclaimed: Yo, there is a real-time ranking, this is to kill everyone.

In the middle of the air, rows of golden light characters are suspended above them, and the top three are, Limai, Prince and ...... Yue Yong couldn't believe it, wiped her eyes with her red sleeves again, fixed her eyes and looked again, the first one turned out to be Su Liangyu, who had no grade!

This is nothing, and if you look at the battle results column, Su Liangyu actually defeated a first-class monster!

There is no doubt that the ceiling of this session of Qintianyuan belongs to her. It's just that the problem is that she clearly has no grade, how can her strength be so terrifying, and she can even fight with Marshal Liangqing!

This man looks vulgar and behaves vulgarly, but in fact, he is not a person. No wonder after coming to Heaven, others thought she was ugly, she thought others were trash, and after despising each other, they just couldn't play happily together.

Ao Ji's mouth was open enough to stuff a rotten egg, and he said in his heart: I used to be ignorant, and I always spit fragrance in her mouth. If I can do it all over again, I want to be Li Bai, and I can write poems to tease the girls behind me as soon as I spit out.

In the evening, Chinten-in.

The sunset hangs in the west with the last attachment to heaven and earth, the glow is golden, and how many handsome young people are dyed when they are sprinkled.

The prince was dressed in a low-key black robe, embroidered with gold piping on the placket and cuffs, and he smiled brightly, and it turned out to be a young man in red and snow.

The young man's expression was sorrowful, and he was on the same level as the prince, and he was Yueyong.

"Why is this expression, has there been a fairy telling the truth?" asked the prince, taking a step forward.