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"Now the clothing stores in the urban area should be closed."
"If you buy it on Taobao, you can't get it right away."
Luo Yun held his mobile phone and thought about it.
That patriarch of the Ye family could reach Downton Abbey at any time and have a terrifying battle with him.
He must improve his strength as soon as possible.
After all, I am just a little monk in the Qi refining period, and Ye Qingshan has been building the foundation for eighteen years.
After making up his mind, Luo Yun secretly went to the laundry room, and soon found the jk uniform Jiang Xiaoer was wearing today, and changed it for the maids to wash.
"Dirty is a bit dirty."
"Wash it up."
Luo Yun came to the pool and rubbed his clothes.
Today, after all, I went to the Baiyun Mountains for a walk, and it was inevitable that I got a little bit of dirt.
Especially those two white stockings, which took Luo Yun to scrub for a long time.
at this time.
A room on the third floor of the mansion.
Jiang Xiaoer opened the window, admiring the beautiful view of the garden in the backyard of the manor, and stayed for a while.
"What a beauty¡¡"
"Luo Yunhas he always lived in this kind of place? So happy!"
"But what is the relationship between him and Mr. Tang?"
"Is it a tenant?"
Jiang Xiaoer felt very strange.
Judging from the interaction between Luo Yun and Tang Yafei, it should not be boyfriend and girlfriend, but pure friends of the opposite sex.
"Huh? That's"
"Is he washing clothes by hand?"
Jiang Xiaoer looked down and saw a head protruding from the laundry room near the garden, with both hands up and down, as if washing clothes by the sink.
Because it was blocked by the eaves, she ran to another guest room and opened the window. After changing the angle, she suddenly saw Luo Yun washing two white stockings!
It was the pair she was wearing today!
"àÛ!" Click!
A blush quickly spread from the cheeks to the snow-white neck!
Heart beating wildly!
"Lololo Luoyun, why are you washing my socks?"
"He, he, hehe is"
Jiang Xiaoer's pretty face was red and hot, she quickly retracted her little head, leaning her back against the wall, panting.
Immediately, she leaned out again to take a look, and she was sure that Luo Yun was washing her socks, skirts, and tops!
"Luo Yun"
Jiang Xiao'er covered her hot cheeks with both hands, her thoughts suddenly became confused.
"Is he a pervert?"
"No, how come, he should just do my laundry"
"He, has he always regarded me as his younger sister, and I"
Jiang Xiao'er remembered how she treated Luo Yun before, and tears flowed down again.
"OK!"
"Almost ready!"
Luo Yun picked up the washed jk uniform, looked at it again, then dried it with true energy, and went back to the bedroom.
Send a red envelope to Po Meng.
After the other party received it, more than ten seconds passed.
Granny Meng: Wow! This skirt is so short, and the white socks are so thin and light! These shoes are also very nice!
Po Meng: (a lewd expression)
Meng Po: Fellow Daoist Luo Yuan, you are too powerful, you know women too well!
Po Meng: But why do I feel that this set of clothes is crumpled? Could it be worn by someone else?
Luo Yuan: No way, it¡¯s just been left for a long time (a grinning expression)
Granny Meng: Mmmm!
Uh-huh?
Well, wow, you are tall!
Where's baby?
Luo Yun cursed in his heart, when he was doing laundry just now, he had already thought about what he wanted.
Luo Yuan: Miss Meng Po, do you have the magic weapon of the primordial spirit in your hand?
In the fairy world, the gods generally have trained their "souls" to the realm of "primordial spirits", so that they can live forever and be reborn.
He is very familiar with the terms of cultivation in the fairy world, but his cultivation is not enough.
It is very similar to the type of people who can analyze now but have no money to buy a car.
Po Meng: Well, I like to hear the sound of Miss Sister (with a shy expression) I am only 8,000 years old this year, they always call me witch Meng, it makes me mad!
Luo Yun's heart: eight thousand?, awesome, only a thousand years younger than Prime Minister Turtle
Po Meng: Is it a magic weapon of the primordial spirit? Let me think about it
"Ding dong!"
"Grandma Meng sent you a red envelope!"
Within two seconds, a big red envelope flashed red on the screen.
Luo Yun is overjoyed, hurry up and click on it!
"Ding!"
"You have received the red envelope from Po Meng, and the ¡¾Eighteen Floors of Hell Map¡¿has been stored in the treasure bag and can be withdrawn for use."
A map of eighteen floors of hell?
It sounds like it's pretty powerful.
Luo Yun's eyes lit up.
Meng Po: Fellow Daoist Luoyuan, this is a magic weapon of the primordial spirit that I have collected before. By visualizing the evil spirits, demon kings, and even demon gods on the eighteenth floor of hell, you can summon spirit entities, and you can drive them at will after taming them. .
By the way, there is also a method of observing and grinding the soul, which is very beneficial for training the primordial spirit, and there are other uses, you can check it yourself
Po Meng: I suggest you start practicing directly from the fifteenth floor
Fifteen floors?
I believe you ghost!
Luo Yun rolled his eyes.
Po Meng: I went to Wangchuanhe to take pictures, let¡¯s talk again (with a smug expression)
Luo Yuan: good
End chat.
Luo Yun immediately found this magic weapon from the treasure bag.
Eighteen layers of hell map!
This is a blood-black scroll with nine sheets and 18 pages. Negative emotions such as blood, darkness, loneliness, disease, pain, etc. are surging on it. Scared out of my mind, out of my mind.
Luo Yun concentrated his mind and opened the picture scroll.
The scene depicted on the first page is a place full of iron benches.
Countless prisoners in ragged clothes were tied up with ropes behind their hands and feet. All the evil spirits and demons laughed savagely and used a steel fork to pierce the prisoner's tongue out of his mouth. In the midst of this, it is creepy to hear, as if this volume of pictures is alive, it is a real thing that is happening
Eighteen floors of hell, the first floor of hell, tongue-pulling hell!
This is the hell where 'evil thoughts' gather. All those who died due to evil thoughts will come here to suffer and accept the punishment of a hundred years.
In the painting, in the center of a group of evil spirits, sits a red-haired, blue-winged evil spirit with blue-faced fangs, eerie and terrifying, holding a steel fork, which is much larger than the surrounding imps.
Luo Yun knew that these evil spirits were Yakshas, ??the incarnation of evil thoughts in myths and legends!
And the big ghost sitting in the middle is probably the king of Yaksha!
"Um?"
Suddenly, Luo Yun felt the Yaksha King in the middle of hell, and blinked his eyes!
Then in the painting, he turned his head slowly and stared at him, with a grim expression that seemed to be crying and smiling suddenly on his face!
"This is, alive?"
Luo Yun yelled that something was wrong.
Looking at it by myself, I inadvertently infiltrated my soul into it, activating this magic weapon!
"Huh!"
The pair of big blue wings on the back of King Yaksha flapped violently, holding a steel fork, and rushed towards Luo Yun like this!
The image on the picture quickly zoomed in, and the expression became clearer and more ferocious, as if this Yaksha King was about to break the dimensional wall and fly out of the picture!
"not good!"
Luo Yun turned pale with fright, and hurriedly fled in a panic. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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