Chapter 1286 (1/2)

Fortunately, sun Chenghai still has some endurance.

It was a pleasure to see him take a bath there leisurely without changing his face.

”Go and find me some loofah ladles!” Sun Chenghai said. The loofah ladles are used to take a bath.

If you really come to take a bath and want a good rub, you really don't want to give up this thing. Well, there are no bath towels or bath flowers on Penglai Fairy Island, so you can only count on this loofah ladle if you want to take a bath.

In ancient China, you had to use this regardless of whether you were a royal child or ordinary people.

After the two practitioners who guarded sun Chenghai looked at each other, sun Chenghai's request was not too much. After discussing it, they went out and found it outside.

Well, now the war is coming.

It's one thing to give them hot water, and it's one thing to let them take a bath, but it's really a little difficult to take a bath as comfortable as usual, so it really takes dessert to find this thing.

”I should be able to escape with only one person!” Sun Chenghai originally planned to transfer them all with this move, but they were really alert.

He had to give up, but fortunately, he left one after all. If he ran away at this time, the difficulty would drop by half.

”Comfortable, it's really comfortable. I've never been so comfortable taking a hot bath. The hot spring water blooms and the pores on my body are opened. Alas, leisurely, happy like an immortal!”

As if he had never been aware of the danger he was in at this time, sun Chenghai made a casual look of playing in the water.

Seeing his appearance, the cultivator in charge of him couldn't help but be vigilant. He thought that the old guy was dying and didn't know yet. Hehe, he really didn't know how to live or die.

He didn't know that everything sun Chenghai did was to confuse him.

”Ouch, ouch, my back!” suddenly, sun Chenghai, who was just talking leisurely and looked very comfortable, suddenly shouted and stretched his hand behind his back, seemingly to scratch.

”Master Sun, what do you mean?” the cultivator's eyes suddenly became sharp and asked.

”What are you waiting for? Come and tickle me!” Sun Chenghai scolded. No matter what, he is also a dignified leader. It's OK to scold the two men next to Zhuge. After all, there are only two dogs. Who will offend a big sect for the two dogs he keeps?

”It's nothing more than the itch of some flesh and skin. What's the matter with leader Sun? Is it not the dignified leader Sun, who is also afraid of this itch?” the cultivator said quietly.

”Hey, are you kidding me here?” suddenly, sun Chenghai looked like a different face and scolded, but it was like a change of face in Sichuan Opera. He laughed again, then stretched out his arm and scratched his back, but it seemed that he couldn't scratch the itchy place.

The expression on his face is changeable, uncertain, fast conversion, beyond people's imagination, dazzling.

”Tickle me quickly. Hurry up. I'm not afraid of death. I'm the most ticklish...” Sun Chenghai shouted repeatedly.

As if this little itch could kill him.

But the cultivator was unmoved. There was no other reason. If he was separated by a distance, sun Chenghai had to shoot him first. He still had time to send a signal.