The spell was completed, but Yun Qing felt that it hurt her self-esteem.
As the eldest son of a family of celestial masters, he knows these spells very well.
The young man with a malicious smile on his face in front of him held the spell in his hand, but it was the lowest level spell.
He, anyway, can be regarded as the zombie king, so why should he put a higher-level spell on him, what's going on with this low-level spell now?
Yun Qing was very suspicious that the young man in front of him was taking revenge on him.
Mu Ran smiled, and directly pressed the spell on his forehead: "Okay, then, you are my subordinate!"
"By the way¡ª¡ª" Mu Ran scanned Yun Qing's clothes up and down, "Your clothes are too luxurious, unqualified, unqualified."
The young man with green eyes was obviously planning something terrible.
Yun Qing's Adam's apple twitched uneasy: "What do you wantto do?"
"Change your clothes? Young Master Yun." Mu Ran chuckled, and immediately picked it up.
The robe that had been trampled on by many footprints was replaced by Yun Qing.
Yun Qing's face was so gloomy that she could drip water.
The young man was shorter than him, so his robe was naturally a little smaller.
He wore it on his body, as if he could tear the robe.
Mu Ran arranged his brand new robes refreshedly.
The clothes embroidered with patterns made him look taller.
Seeing that Yun Qing was a little unhappy, Mu Ran patted his chest and said, "Tsk, you can be satisfied. I left you a coat anyway."
These words clearly imply something - you don't even leave me an underwear.
Yun Qing was silent. Facing Mu Ran's eloquence, he couldn't think of a word that blocked people: "I see"
In the end, all that was left was a helpless sigh.
It's not over yet, Mu Ran's commander Yun Qing stretched out his slender nails, cut his clothes in half, and scraped the patterns on the clothes a little messy.
People can't see the original.
Yun Qing, who was forced to become a servant, and was also forced to become a scissors, looked at her hands and fell silent.
How should I put it, he used to be a zombie who killed hundreds of people, but now he is
"Let's go, Yunyun." Mu Ran called Yun Qing's new name without embarrassment at all.
The weird name "Yunyun" made Yunqing's face even more distorted.
Like venting his anger, he stepped on extremely heavy steps, following Mu Ran's footsteps step by step.
Tianshi Temple is above the main peak, and the main peak is not far away.
Mu Ran and Yun Qing walked a little slowly along the way.
Although the journey was not far away, the two bickered and fought all the way, abruptly making the distance much longer.
Three days later, the two finally got to the foot of the main peak.
Unexpectedly, there were many Taoist priests standing at the foot of the mountain.
The Taoist priests are of different ages. There are children who look like nine years old, and there are also grandpas who lean on crutches and bend over.
Everyone's dress is also extremely strange.
Bright yellow Taoist clothes, ordinary daily clothes, and robes with intricate patterns.
The expressions of these people are either irritable, dignified, or contemplative.
There are different kinds of people, but no one has any plans to go up.
Mu Ran watched everyone curiously.
While he was watching others, someone was watching him.
"Brother, are you also here to participate in the celestial master competition?" Someone waved a fan and approached very familiarly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com