v4 Chapter 837： Huang Meizhen and Jin Laowei

Eighty-three hundred and thirty-seven chapters of Huang Mei real people and gold monsters

See Lin Xuan stopped, Jin Ling and several other low-ranking monks naturally stood still, his face is strange, but did not dare to ask what, and turned his head and looked back.

The pale yellow light was so fast that it almost came to the front with a blink of an eye, changing into a gleaming cloud with a tall figure looming inside.

Jin Ling and others can't see clearly, but the pressure from this person makes them change color. Although the specific realm can't be detected, it seems to be better than the former Lin Lin.

Is the other party a master of the mid-term peak?

A few people are a bit chilly.

The heart is awkward, but on the surface, it is natural to show a respectful look, they can not dare to anger this level of old monsters.

Lin Xuan was slightly browed, and stepped forward and hugged his fist: "In Xia Linxuan, I have seen Huang Meidao."

The cloud rushed, the fog spread, and a tall old man was exposed. Tong Yanhe hair appeared to be at least 100 years old. However, he still had a spirit, especially a pair of yellow eyebrows, which was very eye-catching.

The immortal in the late Yuan Ying!

Needless to say, naturally, the yellow-browed real person.

He glanced at Lin Xuan, and his face could not help but reveal a bit of surprise. This person is young and has a good face. Is it a newly-graded Yuan Ying monk?

No... He is already in the mid-term, and it is inferred that he is mostly a persuasion man who has only recently gone out.

Speaking of it, this Huangmei real person once saw Lin Xuan, but at that time, Lin Xuan was still a small conglomerate, he would not connect him with the old monster in the middle of the Yuan Ying. stand up.

What's more, Lin Xuan looks ordinary, and belongs to the kind that will be forgotten when he is thrown into the heap. Therefore, it is normal for him to have no impression.

"Daoyou is very polite, please don't know the old man, who is the high school, where is Xianxiang?"

"Oh, Lin Mouyun Yunhe, but a mess."

"Oh, this is a coincidence. The old man also likes to be free. If you come here, is it for the old geeks?"

"Helping the boxing?" Lin Xuan brows his head and his face is full of doubts: "What is the friend of the road saying, he did not meet with Jin Xiu, and he talked about helping the boxing. I came here to know one of his men. Disciple, and want to exchange something."

"It turns out that." Huang Mei real people listened, and the expression suddenly eased: "That is the old man misunderstood, I thought you are the helper of the Golden Monster."

Lin Xuan smiled and shook his head.

This yellow-browed real person is not good, it seems that there is a festival with the gold monster, but Lin Xuan naturally will not be stupid to ask what, he does not want to be stirred into the unnecessary vortex.

You can leave this right and wrong as long as you get the purple lotus.

Several low-ranking disciples, including Jin Ling, listened to their faces, but they did not dare to interrupt anything, but quietly released the notes.

Such a small movement naturally does not obscure the eyes and ears of the real eyebrows of Huangmei, but it is pretending to be unknown. Of course, the identity of his great monk does not bother with the general knowledge of several foundation-based monks.

However, for a moment of effort, a leisurely voice came from the valley: "It turned out to be a yellow-browed friend. The old man thought that you would come to Shibuya after two or three months. I didn't expect you to be so anxious, and this Lin Daoyou, I heard that you and Linger know, please go to the Bifeng Pavilion and sit down. The old man will come out to see you."

Lin Xuan naturally has no objection, and Huang Meizhen is also an indifferent appearance, so it is led by several monks who built the base period, and they entered the offline gorge together.

The inside is quite wide, and there are beautiful pavilions and pavilions everywhere. There are countless flowers and plants, and rare rare birds and animals come into view.

Lin Xuan released his knowledge and looked around with interest.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

A large piece of trees was introduced.

This tree is purple, with a hint of aroma.

Needless to say, nature is the purple lotus wood that this line wants to find.

See Lin Xuan’s footsteps, Huang Mei’s real life, a slightly surprised opening: “Why, this tree Taoist friend has not seen it, it is indeed exclusive to the offline gorge, but in addition to refining some of the lower spirits, It doesn't have much use. If you are a supernatural person, you will still see this thing.

"Of course not, but the color of this tree is a bit strange, so it is a little surprised." Lin Xuan's city government, of course, will not be silly to say their purpose, look back, calm look.

Huang Mei is a dubious person, but he has not continued to ask.

It was brought to a gazebo on the mountainside by several monks who built the foundation.

The rest of the people retired, and only the golden spirit looked awkward.

Huang Meizhen and Lin Xuan chatted casually, and intentionally or unintentionally inspected the other party's bottom, but both of them are old foxes, and naturally there is nothing to gain.

After a slap in the tea.

A dazzling golden rainbow appeared in the depths of the valley, and quickly flew over to the side.

Lin Xuan stopped talking and his eyes narrowed.

Soon, the golden rainbow fell into the pavilion, showing the face of a middle-aged monk.

About forty years old, the body is tall and extreme, the bald head is barefoot, the arm has ordinary people's too thick legs, and the body is full of fat, giving the impression that it is like a meat mountain.

This is the famous gold monster, Lin Xuan's expression is a bit blank.

This image is completely different from his previous imagination.

Huang Mei real person also looked up, his expression was obviously not good, looked up and down the other side of the eye, seeing the other side's bare skin, a layer of faint gold, the expression could not help but some dignified: "Your Jin Xuan internal skills have been trained On the fifth floor, it seems that the inner Dan of the metamorphic period turtle has been completely refining."

"Yes, if you have a few days in the morning, you may still be able to leave you a little bit, but now...you are running away." Gold old weirdly said, facing the anger of the late monks. There is no fear.

Lin Xuan is now in the clouds, but he does not intend to blend in. He holds a fist: "Golden brother, what are the two grievances, you can solve it yourself, Lin came here, I want Exchanging something with the Jinling girl, can you let it go back?"

The old man looked back and looked at Lin Xuan: "This friend is very tight, but your thing Linger has told me that there is no problem at all, as long as you help me kill this yellow-browed thief, How many purple lotuses you want, even the owner of this valley can give you a big reward."

Huang Mei’s real person listened, and there was a sigh of anger in his eyes, but the big monk was really so sullen, still sitting there.