Chapter 685

Simultaneous interpreting the fairy sounds of dozens of fairies throughout the whole Hao Ran world, Hao Ran's world was once again in the middle of the hubbub, especially the last "I am from my younger brother!"

This huge amount of information makes the journalists and friars all over the world busy, writing and publishing articles one after another, all kinds of conjectures and inferences!

But no matter how they guess and infer, they always feel that the information is limited! Some news monks even blame themselves!

Why?

Why didn't you be at the scene when such a hot thing happened? What kind of journalist monk are you? I hate

However, although they don't know who Mo Li's husband is, they are sure that the identity of the other party is absolutely extraordinary! It must be the favored son of a big family!

But the problem is! What kind of big family can have dozens of immortals! Does Haoran really have such a family? That's terrible

Even among these immortals, do you pretend to be immortals? In fact, it has long been the power of flying into the realm?

Think so!

It seems really possible

It's terrible to think about it!

But anyway, after the collective protection of a group of immortals this time, they dare to guarantee that few clowns who think they have knowledge and are actually sour will come out again. Unless they don't want to live.

In contrast, will the Confucian school palace have some pressure because of these immortal environments?

There must be pressure. Even if it is the first Confucian school palace and nine academies, how many immortals are there in the immortal realm? How many are there?

However, all journalists and friars will not feel that Confucianism will release water to this Moli girl because of these pressures, and really identify with her status as a great Confucian.

After all, this is the vast world.

But at least in the later journey, Mo Li will be a lot easier for the little girl, but how easy can it be... It's really hard to say

Almost the whole Haoran world is talking about why there are so many immortals and why nearly half of them are demons. In contrast, Jiang Lin is very relaxed.

He still slept until he woke up naturally, then taught Qin Ling and Luofu swordsmanship, and then boasted and farted with Heiji.

While waiting for Sydney, Jiang Lin seemed to be doing nothing all day in the eyes of others of Han Xuezong.

But in fact, Jiang Lin gives up his favorite sleep time every night, and even drills into the "practice field" of the system as soon as he is free!

It is not only to go to Wanli city in the near future, but also to prevent those saints in today's Confucian school palace from going crazy and deliberately targeting Mo Li.

After all, if Mo Li really achieved the holy land of Confucianism, it is also the immortal land of Confucianism.

So the literary and Taoist Qi of the world, because of the existence of Mo Li, is to be distributed to many women in the world.

How do you know what some people in the Confucian school think.

Just in case, Jiang Lin thinks he must be prepared. After all, this is his girlfriend, and so on

When did he become his girlfriend?

Thinking of this, Jiang Lin couldn't help covering his head.

Really, jijibo, they really mess around. They haven't noticed before. Now in retrospect, didn't they ruin their innocence?

Forget it. Let's find a chance to clarify something.

Jiang Lin sighed softly, and when Jiang Lin was going to enter the secret realm of the system for cultivation again, suddenly, a chill burst into the sky from the snow peak of Luohe River!

A silver white stream winds up, like a winding Silver Snake, like a smooth ribbon.

In the upper part of the silver stream, a woman stood with her sword. She saw her pear flower long sword gently, and the white stream fell straight down! Like being driven into the mountains and forests, the scattered snowflakes in the air condense into freezing points and fall, with a clear light.

"Luoxi is open."

The beautiful girl with Ji's hair gathered up her long sword and fell from the air. She came to Jiang Lin with happy small steps.

Sydney's bright eyes seemed to say "praise me, praise me".

"Well, that's great." Jiang Lin rubbed her head with a smile, like smoothing the hair for a little cat. "My Sydney is the most powerful."

"Hum, of course." Against Jiang Lin's thick palm, Xiao Sydney "proudly" twisted her small head, and her light pink cheeks tooted, "that is, someone doesn't know satisfaction, flirts everywhere, and even wants other women to help."

"..." Jiang Lin was embarrassed for a moment, but Jiang Lin also hugged Xiao Sydney in his arms with a thick face. "There's no 'her', you're all my wings."

"Shameless... Big bastard..."

Xiao Xueli scolded a few times, but she didn't fight to get out of Jiang Lin's arms. Instead, she arched into Jiang Lin's arms. Her soft and delicate body had a faint virgin fragrance. Jiang Lin felt that it seemed that Han Xuezong had entered summer

"Well, hurry."

When Jiang Lin's hands began to be dishonest again, the girl gently patted off his pig hoof with pink cheeks.

"Although I am in charge of the Luoxi river of Hanxue sect, it can only be opened once in half a year, up to two days at a time. Don't waste it."

"Sydney, thank you." Jiang Lin kissed the girl's white swan neck, "waiting for me..."

Jiang Linfei, who took advantage of it and ran away, flew into the snow peak of Luohe River.

Looking at Jiang Linfei's back, he gently covered the place he had just kissed, even hot. A touch of loss and worry flashed in the girl's eyes.

But soon, Xiao Xueli shook her head, and her eyes revealed her determination not to admit defeat.

"Even if Bai Jiuyi recovers! I won't lose to her! Um! No! "

......

Entering the snow peak of Luohe River and stepping on the side of naluo stream, a biting chill spread. In front of Jianglin, a stream flows slowly. The stream is like flowing mercury, but reaching out and touching it is fresher than mountain spring, but colder than extreme cold.

Luoxi, one of the ten holy places of hanxuezong, is kept by Xiao Xueli. The other nine holy places are also divided into the custody of the other nine.

From the storage ring, Jiang Lin took Jiu out of the supreme ring.

Jiuyi, who became seven or eight year old little Luoli, moved his furry ears. I don't know what dream he had. His baby like tender and smooth face rubbed gently in Jiang Lin's arms, and his plush tail wound gently along Jiang Lin's wrist.

After scraping the girl's upturned little Qiong nose, Jiang Lin stretched out his hand and Jiu Yi floated up in the air.

There seems to be an induction. Luoxi surges up and wraps Jiang Lin and Jiu Yi like a ribbon. The extremely cold air spreads to their internal organs.

Between him and her ring finger, a red silk thread slowly appeared.