Fu Mingrui hurried out, but stopped in the dark night.

"Qu Qu~~" Yuzhi insects chirped, but he was a little timid.

He looked back at Lin Tingjun: "Brother Lin, can you...accompany me for a ride."

"Pfft!" Lian Youyou burst out laughing, Fu Mingrui was too frightened to walk at night. Is it because you are afraid that you will see a piece of soft human skin swaying like a willow in the wind under the moonlight?

Lin Tingjun paused the hand holding the wine glass, turned to look at Fu Mingrui, saw that his face was pale, and brought the wine: "Would you like to drink more?"

Fu Mingrui's scalp was tight and his face was hot, knowing that Lin Tingjun looked down on him.

Lian Youyou stood up then: "Okay, I'll see you off."

Fu Mingrui blushed even more, and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, no, I don't dare to bother Miss Lian." It would be embarrassing for him to ask Lin Tingjun to accompany him. How can I have the face to come to Jiumen for advice in the future.

"No trouble." Lian Youyou was already smiling and standing in front of Fu Mingrui, "It's just a matter of a wall."

Fu Mingrui's eyes widened, and something was already wrong in her heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, Lian Youyou grabbed his belt and threw it out.

"Ah—" Fu Mingrui flew straight into the air. This time, he really felt Lian Youyou's inhuman divine power.

How could any woman be able to throw such a big man around like a ball?

Fu Mingrui is also an imposing man of eight feet, and he is also a weak and handsome scholar. He can kill enemies with a knife and shoot eagles with a bow.

During the flight, Fu Mingrui looked at Lian Youyou who was clapping in the Nine Gates Courtyard. She didn't blush, she couldn't breathe, she was as easy as throwing a pebble, she was really a strange woman.

He looked at Lian Youyou until he landed in his own courtyard.

"Bang!" He fell to the ground, right in front of the light of his study door.

"En..." He clutched his chest and groaned, it really hurt. He was wondering if he should remind Duanmu Qingchen to provoke Lian Youyou by mistake, lest his life be lost.

Lian Youyou clapped her hands in the yard, looking at the sky full of stars and moons washed by thunderstorms, and in a blink of an eye, a sly light flickered in her eyes.

She turned to look at Lin Tingjun: "Do you want to go to the palace with me?"

Lin Tingjun looked puzzled, folded his arms around his chest, and looked Lian Youyou up and down: "Go to the palace?"

"Look at the handsome man, eh~~" Lian Youyou pretended to be reminiscing, "That Duanmu Qingchen still looks good~~" After finishing speaking, she had already jumped away, and her white figure flitted across the bright moonlight.

Lin Tingjun closed his eyes and followed immediately. He didn't believe she went to see Duanmu Qingchen, but what if?

Two white figures, both flying under the quiet night sky.

The moon frost sprinkles the pavilions, the beams of the house are continuous like silver waves, Lian Youyou and Lin Tingjun are like treading waves, flying up and down, like white cranes, flying out of the dust.

The two of them both landed on the yellow tiles of the palace, and Lin Tingjun stood on the side, looking at Lian Youyou.

Lian Youyou looked down at the entire palace for a moment, took off the earring that looked like a pearl on her right ear, and put it in her palm, the earring actually floated in the moonlight.

Lin Tingjun was slightly surprised.

"Go!" Lian Youyou gave an order, and the earring turned into a stream of light and flew northward at high speed.

Lian Youyou hooked her lips into a smile, and flew to follow.

Lin Tingjun's eyes were startled, but he didn't dare to lag behind, and followed closely behind Lian Youyou.

The streamer was like a shooting star, flying straight to the northern night sky. When it fell, Lian Youyou flew down, held it in her hand again, then turned over and landed in an independent and quiet courtyard, a small square courtyard , only one huge black tree!

Lian Youyou grinned, her eyes sparkling.

The white clothes fluttered, and Lin Tingjun then landed in the courtyard. He looked around and found that the courtyard was square, but there was no door. Surrounded by walls on all sides, the courtyard is completely isolated.

In the courtyard, there is only one huge black dead tree that can be surrounded by several people, surrounded by blue ashlars to form a gossip formation.

"Hey, it's all wrong." Lian Youyou jumped onto the rock and rubbed her little hands, her smiling eyes showed the look of a philistine and a money fan.

Lin Tingjun looked left and right, then looked at the expression on Lian Youyou's face, lowered his eyes to think for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at her: "What's so magical about this dead tree?" From Lian Youyou's eyes, she knew that there must be something strange about this black tree.

Lian Youyou grinned, and stretched out her hand to touch the black tree. The dead wood was struck by lightning overnight, and the tree was still warm with lightning.

"Where is Xiaoyao...so beautiful, she likes to be a female celebrity..." Lian Youyou said something that Lin Tingjun couldn't understand.

"Xiaoyao?" Lin Tingjun knew that the Xiao Ming Lian Youyou was talking about was the Three Saints, so who was this Xiaoyao?

Lian Youyou patted the dead tree, jumped up, stood on the top of the tree, and looked down at the center of the dead tree.

"Yaochi Golden Mother~~~Oh, she is the queen mother and empress you call." She poked her head out from the top of the tree to look at Lin Tingjun, as usual.

And Lin Tingjun who heard it was already standing there in a daze, this big fool, any **** dares to use it as an argument!

Lian Youyou jumped down again and began to walk around the dead wood, as if she was measuring the size: "The common people always hear that one is the other. The Queen Mother, the Queen Mother, thought that it was either the king's mother or the king's wife. She was such a beautiful woman. Ye is said to be old, tsk tsk tsk, there are so many male gods chasing Xiaoyao~~~"

Lian Youyou stopped, looked at the dead wood and nodded, as if she had finished measuring: "Xiao Yao is very good at making clothes, so embroidery needles must be brought every day..." Lian Youyou said, turned her head to look at it and stood there in a daze Lin Tingjun turned back and continued, "Because I often wear it, I often lose it. Xiaoyao's embroidery needles are made of fairy clothes and fairy robes, which are different from the mortal world. They are made of nebula iron. After falling into the mortal world, it will definitely attract lightning. I just saw that this tree must have an embroidery needle in it..."

Lian Youyou patted the tree, put one hand on the tree and grinned at Lin Tingjun: "This tree is infected with the magic power of embroidery needles and stars, so lightning strikes constantly. All creatures in the world can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and flowers, plants and trees are all .A good sword needs thousands of tempers, and this lightning is like tempering. The tree absorbs the essence, and the needle attracts lightning. The tempered product must be a divine weapon!"

Lian hugged the big tree leisurely, and fondled it happily: "After the embroidery needle is split 900 times, it melts into the tree, and the tree absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and after being split 900 times, it becomes spiritual. One time, another nine hundred times, after ninety-nine thousand eight thousand one hundred times, the magic weapon will be self-contained, all you need to do is sharpen the blade!"

"Crack!" Lian Youyou snapped her fingers, folded her arms around her chest, and looked up at the towering black wood, "I forgot to bring my magic weapon when I came down this time, so I'll make do with your trash, hey... there must be a handy weapon ..."

Garbage again? !