"A magic weapon that can devour the talent of a cultivator."

"it is good!"

Xiaolong didn't think much, nodded, closed his eyes, and felt fully.

At this time, Kunlun next to him spoke.

"Xiaoman, do you need my help?"

"Of course! You pretend to be me now and sleep here!" Luo Xiaoman smiled, raised his hand and patted Kunlun on the shoulder.

"Huh?" Kunlun tilted his head and looked at her suspiciously.

"Come, become like me first."

Although Kunlun did not understand Luo Xiaoman's thoughts, he still did.

After a while, his face was distorted and changed, and his body also changed, and soon he became Luo Xiaoman's appearance.

His body is a magic weapon. The white-haired boy that Luo Xiaoman saw before was just a change of him. It is just a very simple thing to become Luo Xiaoman now.

"Tsk tusk, this disguise is really seamless." Luo Xiaoman looked at Kunlun as his own, and felt like looking in a mirror, without flaws.

The only flaw is that Kunlun looks alike, but there is no way to imitate the behavior pattern and the way of talking.

and so……

"Xiao Kun, from now on, you will lie here and pretend to sleep, no matter who it is or what happens, as long as I don't come back, you are not allowed to move, you know?"

"Ok!"

Kunlun nodded, then closed his eyes, plopped, and fell to the ground.

Luo Xiaoman was stunned slightly, his heart was dark, should he be so decisive!

"Mother, I found it." At this moment, Xiaolong opened his eyes and shouted in surprise.

"Okay, let's set off." Luo Xiaoman hooked his lips, then pulled up the dragon, took out the invisibility charm Luo Qi had given before, concealed them, and slipped away quietly.

Not long after Luo Xiaoman left, a figure slowly descended from the sky, surprisingly Xuan Youlin.

Xuan Youlin swept a circle of the Luo Xuanzong people who fell to the ground, with a look of contempt on the corners of their lips, as long as he was willing, all these people would die.

He really couldn't understand why Luo Xiaoman's heart was so big that he even dared to be so presumptuous on the enemy's territory. Could it be that they didn't dare to do it?

Xuan Youlin walked to Luo Xiaoman's back with his hands behind his back. Seeing that the little guy was drunk and blushing, he didn't seem to realize how dangerous his situation was.

His eyes gradually became cold, and the killing intent on his body was also exuding.

If Luo Xiaoman still has a trace of consciousness, he can definitely feel his killing intent and react.

but……

She didn't!

Xuan Youlin frowned and squeezed his fists. Is this guy really drunk and unconscious?

But is this possible?

After the previous few contacts and fights, he was very clear about Luo Xiaoman's details, this guy was very good at it and would never put himself in danger.

However, she is now unconscious, facing her own killing intent, and is not moved. Is it... is she mocking him for not daring to do it?

"Huh!" Xuan Youlin gritted his teeth, raised his hand suddenly, and blasted Luo Xiaoman's head with a punch.

This punch is so powerful!

The power contained in the fist is all his skill, once such a terrifying fist is dropped, it will definitely be broken.

"Luo Xiaoman, go to hell!" Xuan Youlin let out a low voice, his eyes flashing with hatred.

Now that he has such an opportunity, he wants to avenge his brother!