Chapter 236

On the riverside of the ethereal City, Jiang Lin, who uses transfiguration, is looking for jijibo.

Although there will be an indelible spiritual power film when using shape change, as long as you are a monk, you know it is not your real face.

But it's better than being surrounded by a group of people.

What's more, I learned this form changing technique from the guy Taier Zhenjun. What if I know that I'm not the real face?

As long as you are not a monk in Yupu territory, you can't see your true face clearly.

Jiang Lin is still looking for jijibo, but there are too many people. If you let go of the divine sense, it is easy to be noticed by others. Maybe you suspect that you have no intention to find fault.

"Forget it, it's too late. I hope they can act according to the plan..."

Looking at the flower boat coming slowly on the Bank of the ethereal River, Linjiang shook his head.

In the past, the Lantern Festival poetry club basically all monks came to the Bank of the ethereal River, and then a hundred flower boats came.

The women on these flower boats are flower leaders from all over the ethereal city.

You should know that the ethereal city is just a general term. To be exact, it should be called the ethereal country.

It's just that in the vast world, the Confucian Academy has set rules that friars can't be emperors (in fact, friars who really ask can't be emperors... After all, there are too many dust, which hinders practice).

That's why "city" is used instead of "country".

There are small towns under the city. These so-called "towns" are real cities.

Among the 100 "small towns", each selected the most famous Huakui, and then entered the Bank of Youyi Kongling river.

Monks only need to recite poems, write Fu, play piano and draw pictures. If there is a woman's magic eye on the flower boat, they will be invited to the boat.

Moreover, these women on the flower boat are not just ordinary flower leaders. They are all monks who preach in the world of mortals.

Compared with ordinary mortal women and mountain practice women, this kind of women's immortality and dust wind are combined with each other, which is more wonderful!

More importantly, you don't need to be responsible!

They are all virgins, looking forward to a romantic night.

As long as you think about it, your throat burns.

Of course, Jiang Lin didn't dare to think about it

I still have a headache about how to adjust the relationship between my harem and how to prevent the harem from evolving into a Shura field.

If you really get on the flower boat, it's really romantic. It's estimated that the flower boat will have to be split by the elder martial sister afterwards.

So if the flower boat can't go on, it won't go on. If it's really accidentally pulled up, but it's really romantic, something will happen.

As for how to find Wuke and them

I have copied a few poems and handed them to Wuke. When they show up, I can find them. It's no problem.

As the hundred flower boats stopped, the noise on the shore slowly stopped, and his eyes were all on the Bank of the river.

Under the moonlight, the lights of the flower boat lit up the Bank of the ethereal river. On the flower boat, the flower Kui came out of the cabin one after another and bowed.

It's just a gift, but it's like the scene of flowers competing for beauty, which arouses the hormones of all male animals. Even a teddy demon has picked up the pillar.

On the Bank of the river, he fell into the noise again.

Although the flower boats are far apart, for monks, if they gather their spiritual power in their eyes and let go of their divine consciousness, they can clearly see the faces of 100 women.

They are all beauties.

Male friars appreciate the flower Kui, while female friars compare with these so-called flower Kui

"Hum! That's what it looks like! "

"If you dress up in a fancy way, what's good to see?"

"I can also be called Huakui!"

Many young friars are not satisfied.

In less than half an hour, nearly half of the women fell into the eyes of the monks.

Suddenly, not only the male friars, but almost all the female friars took a breath at the same time.

The eyes of all male friars are like being stuck by a magnet. They can't move their eyes one after another. They want to have another pair of eyes just to see her.

Even some friends quietly touched their nose, as if they had nosebleed.

The Teddy demon holding the pillar sped up, like chewing xuanmai, and couldn't stop at all.

The nuns lowered their heads one after another and looked under their necks. As a result, they felt inferior... Even autistic

A nun wanted to cry for her disappointing development. Her eyes were wet. As a result, she glanced aside and saw the grassland of the woman standing next to her in a light pink dress. She suddenly regained her self-confidence.

The nun felt that the sister must have more inferiority and sadness in her heart. She planned to comfort her and regain some confidence.

As a result, I looked up!

This girl looks so good! Big eyes and delicate facial features are as pure and lovely as spring water!

Look under the girl.

Although the girl is flat, she has long legs! Even wearing skirts, you can feel the girl's perfect leg shape!

"What's the matter with this sister?"

Chen Jia, who felt the eyes of the women around him, turned his head. A pair of pure and watery big eyes asked with a pure voice like a clear spring.

The nun didn't speak, but covered her mouth and ran away crying

Similarly, Jiang Lin also looked at the woman on the flower boat in the middle of the river! Also can not move away from the line of sight.

But I really can't blame myself!

As long as it's a man, oh no, it's the instinct of male animals

It's too big!

This not only reminds Jiang Lin of the butterfly dancing girl in the spring breeze building taught by the sun and moon.

But Jiang Lin promises! Even the butterfly dancing girl is not so big!

The woman on the flower boat in the middle of the river didn't care at all.

However, he was secretly happy for the girl who looked at him and went back to her old career as "Huakui".

[in childe Jiang's mind, who is more attractive to dance butterflies than Lord Jiang Feng?]

The dancing butterfly's mouth rose like a crescent moon, and its head lifted slightly to see the direction of the coming line of sight.

Even if it is separated by a lot of distance, in a moment, their eyes are right together.

This pair of eyes made Jiang Lin's nose hot. Then he quickly closed his eyes and recited in his heart that he was devoted to "master and elder martial sister"!

"She's looking at me!"

"No! She's looking at me! "

"She's smiling at me!"

"Fuck off! You want peaches! People are laughing at me! "

"Girl! Please listen to me sing a poem first! "

"Get out! Girl! My Qin sect Friar's technique is excellent! Now play and sing for the girl! "

For a time, I don't know who started it. In this peach blossom night, more and more monks want to take the lead in composing poetry and music! Lest the girl let others on board.

Listening to the noise, butterflies on the flower boat snorted and laughed, and covered their faces with long sleeves. They still looked at Jiang Lin with their eyes closed, and their beautiful eyes flowed:

"What about you? Are you going to get on my flower boat? "