C123 (1/2)

”Well, if it wasn't for the fear that the left behind militant church would punish the Zheng family in three days, I would have followed you to look for it.”

Zheng Liang sighed and laughed bitterly.

”You don't have to accompany me. Just protect the Dragon planet.”

Dou Tian said mysteriously with the identity of Jieyi.

”Who will accompany you?” Wen Yan, Zheng Liang is a little confused.

”It's almost there. You'll know when I get a haircut.”

Dou Tian saw that Zheng Liang didn't understand in seconds, and he didn't continue to disclose it. It was better to wait until he knew everything thoroughly before he could see Zhenzhang.

”Then you come with me. The building has 1000 floors. My descendant's hairdressing shop is on the ninth floor. I have to take the elevator for a while.”

Zheng Liang did not continue to ask, and then directly to pull Dou Tian, from the top into the building to take the elevator.

”Brother, your head is pretty funny. If I didn't want to accompany you to see the changes of dragon planet hundreds of years later, I would have asked you to say a coordinate and move directly from Zheng's secret place.”

Dou Tian pulls Zheng Liang's arm and directly locates the ninth floor of the angel building. Then he tries his best to launch the saint's perception and speed into the so-called hairdressing shop.

When they came to the hairdresser's shop, Zheng Liang went over the battle lines made of hair and left Dou Tian in the same place. He went to say hello to the descendants of Xuanwu stylist.

Dou Tian doesn't think much of Zheng Liang's small moves. He also wanders around the big hair salon at will. All the battle lines constructed by hair are avoided by him with his strong perception of the battle situation and prediction of the future.

Needless to say, the ninth floor of the angel building, which was originally very broad, became particularly spacious with the help of the hairline battle array. When Dou Tian wandered inside, it was as if he came to the hairline sea.

What is displayed in this small room are beautiful clothes woven from hair. What is displayed in that small room are war weapons made of twisted hair. What is displayed in other small rooms are pictures made of all kinds of hair.

After visiting all the hair rooms full of novelty, Dou Tian began to be curious about the dazzling stylist. It seemed that he had heard Zheng Liang say that he was a woman, so he looked forward to it even more.

So without waiting for Zheng Liang's information, Dou Tian directly located their breath and blinked in the past.

When Dou Tian suddenly blinked in front of Zheng Liang, he was a little speechless and said with a smile:

”you can't crack those hairline battle lines. You can't just blink in helplessness?”

Smelling the words, Dou Tian replied with disapproval:

”I'm a master of battle. How can I live in such a simple battle. It's just that I can't wait to see your Xuanwu stylist after watching those small rooms. ”

”Are you the one who needs a haircut as Laozu said? Just for you, I don't want to give you a haircut?”

Dou Tian's words deeply stimulated the owner of the hair salon. Suddenly, a hot voice came from behind Zheng Liang.

Dou Tian only heard his voice but could not see him. When he looked around carefully, he only found that there was no one else except Zheng Liang on the scene. Then he released his sense of belonging to the war. Only then did he find that there were four girls hiding behind Zheng Liang.

”Why are you invisible all the time? Are you too ugly to meet the guests?”

Dou Tian joked casually.