Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

Luo Chuan said all this in one breath and paused for a while.

"Do you feel the same way?"

Autumn is a bit confusing, the most ambiguous age. How do you know that love can be as plain as water besides being vigorous? You have me in your heart, and I have you in my body. "Being honest with each other and having no secrets is the most difficult step. For example, going to Yiyuan to drink Huasan. Do you think Dong Xiaoyu is happy? Will she stop you?"

Xu Desheng reminded.

"If Qiu Sheng dares to go to that kind of place, I will kill him." Dong Xiaoyu snorted coldly and warned.

“See, this is the gap.”

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“What is the purpose of ordinary people practicing?”

"Money, power, fame and desire can cover 99.9% of the men in the world. Only a very small number of people do this. For example, the desire for immortality. If there were no gorgeous fairies in this world, Uncle Xiao would never be able to get married and have children."

Hey!

Consider Fr.

I swore that I would not leave the mountain until I became the best in the world.

It feels like I've been alone my whole life.

"Uncle Junior Master, the sky is dark and the world is changing color. Few people can truly live forever. Qiu Sheng admires your will."

Looking at Qiu Sheng who was not smiling, she naturally knew that he was joking with her, but it didn't matter. Yan Que knew his ambition.

What if it succeeds?

This means that we will completely enter an era of mediocrity, and perhaps there will be a scene where spaceships travel in the starry sky with science and technology as the main driving force.

But he had to live until then.

Now, practice on your own. If he can catch up with the spirit energy, he may be able to eat well again and again, fly during the day, or stay in this world forever.

In the worst case, you can also reach Yang Shen's realm. After the flesh rots, you completely hide in the zombie clone, which is another immortality.

Maybe one day I could talk to the ancestors of zombies - sometimes I'd meet them by chance.

See if you can get anything out of him.

"Qiu Sheng, don't talk nonsense."

"Master, Uncle Xiao fainted. Why are you still supporting him?" Qiu Sheng was very confused.

Uncle Jiu frowned, raised his thick eyebrows, and glanced at Qiu Sheng with boredom.

"You don't understand. My generation of immortals cultivate only for immortality. However, in the past few hundred years, we haven't seen a truly immortal person."

"Master, is there really a God in this world?" Cai Wen stared at Dong Xiaoyu nervously, worried that she would get angry again.

Exterior.

Can't bear to look at it!

"Yes, but that was hundreds of years ago. Now you can neither enter nor see the founder of Maoshan. In the forbidden area behind Maoshan, there are several bottles of elixir that has enabled humans to survive for 600 years. The deadline is approaching." The uncle sighed.

Those who do not want to live forever do not have that ability.

Anyone who doesn't want to be in the air during the day just hasn't reached any level yet.

"Master, you are not lying, are you? I want to become the disciple of the ancestor. Can you help me?

The article is hysterical.

To be frank.

The uncle's chest is very tight.

I also want to learn from the elders, but unfortunately I have only met one of them.

"Don't daydream. I want it." Luochuan sighed.

About the importance of holding thighs?

Sometimes, he really wanted to write a thigh-tight analysis of whether the truly outstanding people in all walks of life were really born in Dingbai.

"Let's not talk about the distant past, let's talk about the ghosts you see every day. Which one hasn't lived for hundreds of years? Many of Maoshan's ancestors worked in the underworld. Otherwise, do you think money alone can solve the problem?"

"Ah. Besides money, what else can you do?

Uncle Jiu patted the head of this literary genius.

Rotten wood cannot be carved.

"According to Uncle Shi's opinion, I won't have to do it anymore. If anyone has evil thoughts, I have the will, and Dong Xiaoyu will solve it."

"Well, that's probably what it means."

"It's like having a loyal dog. If someone hurts you, you bite them."

"Father stinky, who is the dog?"

Dong Xiaoyu looked at Luochuan with resentment and wanted to strangle him to death.

"Yuniang, it's a metaphor. A metaphor, you know. It's not real."

The girl is really angry. If something happens, she will change her mind, not angry, but able to hide. For the sake of her future life and health, she will stay away from the female ghost.

Ying Yanyan!

After all, it cannot resist the temptation of immortality.

Of course, there are also wild ducks that do not envy ducks. However, most of them do not have a good ending. Luochuan will not entangle those female ghosts alone.

A ghost man about a man.

No particular requirements.

This secret can only be said to be a little bit of a trap. Such harsh conditions may not be true. In this world, there are so many beautiful skins.

You don't like ugliness.

Chapter 221: The Temptation of Going Home (Please Collect)

Very beautiful. I don't like her.

Two-way choice, no one will lose. Of course, there are also Aunt Qin Yao's drawings of finding a partner, but most of the world is a bloody drama, and there is never love.

Love also has a shelf life.

To Luo Chuan, this secretary was a piece of chicken ribs. If a smart woman ghost liked her that day, she would dig out her heart and swallow it directly.

That didn't kill him.

For your own safety, stay away from her.

"Father, you should follow my example and be careful when someone knocks on your door in the middle of the night."

The wind is blowing!

Why do you refuse like that? Look at Qiu Sheng's affectionate face. Looking at Luo Chuan, he also has an expression that likes to go with the flow. If you say anything more, it will be a superfluous character.

Humph, humph!

The day Qiu Sheng is abandoned by you, I will watch you cry like a fool.

Luochuan looked at Mao, Mingshan was still confused.

He hurriedly reminded: "Mr. Yu, why haven't you released Taoist Mao yet? Did you let him fall into a dream? Be careful not to let him sink forever."

Mr. Goat!

How can he easily leave the illusory world? According to the stories he had read, men were beasts with three wives and four concubines. This was everyone's imagination, but he was powerless.

The hens flew away, the eggs in the cage broke - everything was gone?

"What dragon? It's a dragon. Am I not going to release him? He is actively obsessed with it." Dong Xiaoyu shook his sleeves gently.

The fragrant breeze blows~

Mao Mingshan shuddered.

"Who was it? Who woke you up? I haven't had a dream like this in a long time, and I don't allow people to stay longer."

Luochuan curled his lips.

Should we talk about the nature of men?

So romantic!

Seeing An’s tent erected high was a disgrace to the monks.

"Master Mao, people are drinking and talking, but you are not drunk yet. It doesn't matter what they say outside." Luo Chuan sighed for half an hour.

With an embarrassed look on his face, he angrily scolded the two little guys in front of him.

"Dabao and Bao Xiao are also ghosts. Look at people. They are not only beautiful, but also very good at deception. Do you have any wonderful work? Let the master look at your hands. Otherwise, the master will tire you out. Please play with everyone."

"Teacher Mao. It's not that we didn't try hard, but we died a little late. Not as good as the female ghost."

Ah!

"Excuse"

Luo Chuan was speechless as he looked at the three people who were still acting as clowns. What time was it? It was still very busy here. It was almost dawn. He was very sleepy.

I'm sleepy.

"that……"

"Damn Taoist, what is this? Fart quickly." Dong Xiaoyu gazed at Qiu Sheng gently.

A chill ran down my back.

He wanted a ghost bride, not a ghost woman with a vacancy. He was short and could not resist the temptation to go home.

"Uncle, I don't want to study."

"What is it?"

"Qiu Sheng, you must respond to my infatuation."

Looking at Dong Xiaoyu who could be fried, Luochuan quickly stepped back two steps. Qiu Sheng, this is Dad Kong. No, Uncle Pete, why don’t you take it away? Climb, boil, bake, retreat?

What is the use?

"Qiu Sheng, it's hard for an honest official to judge family affairs. This is a matter between you and Dong Xiaoyu. As an outsider, I will not interfere."

Luochuan yawned.

Not interesting.

"master?"

"Get lost. Wasn't it cheaper at the beginning? It would have fallen into a place like this today. Study this secret book carefully and try to join the ranks of ninth-rate magicians. This is a bit wrong."

Oops!

Qiu Sheng lowered his head helplessly, not daring to look Dong Xiaoyu in the eye.

I may not be able to go out tonight. I may not see the sun tomorrow.

"Qiu Sheng, Qiu Bo, I will cherish you."

An evil wind blows.

Goose bumps all over my body.

"not comfortable?"

"Father, what are you talking about?"

Obviously, Dong Xiaoyu, who had deep feelings for Anthony Wong, walked around 180 degrees in a strange posture, holding Anthony Wong with both hands.

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Take care of Luochuan.

"Xiao Dong, I'm the one who said too much."

Luo Chuan quickly explained for a long time.

I'm a little tired.

I want to slap Dong Xiaoyu to death, thinking of Dong Xiaoyu's body. There is no regret, and there is no ghost of hurting others. In addition, Qian Qiusheng was wrong, he received the deposit, met the bride, and got married.