Chapter 41 High Pillow Huang Sorghum Dream

Chapter 41

Xiao Tianxu was still trapped in the pavilion. He sat down, turned his head, looked at Yun Qing, who was guarding him and said, "Hey, Yunqing, aren't you an old man? Why have you become so handsome?"

Yunqing stood with a gloomy face and didn't look at him.

"What about your hot temper?"

Yunqing ignores

"Are you dumb? Become that shy little bitch!" Xiao Tianxu laughed.

Yunqing is still ignored.

Xiao Tianxu said depressedly, and suddenly his heart moved, raised his voice, and shouted and scolded in the dark night.

"Jingliu, I x your 18 generations of ancestors! Your wife, your mother, your grandmother, your grandmother's grandmother has to queue up to ask me to come x, and you have to carry my trousers!"

It's not enough to scold like this. He simply sang a small tune outside. This tone was full of dirty words. The general idea was that a man got into a farmer in the field. The farmer's family was originally a widowed mother-in-law and had been dependent on his sister-in-law for many years. He had been alone in an empty house for a long time. He was really lonely and unbearable. He was teased by the powerful and rugged man. The deer bumped into his heart, his eyes were charming, and finally couldn't help being lonely. The man took the opportunity to crush three peach blossoms and collect them all. From then on, he got ** together and shared the blessings of others.

This is a little tune sung by a bitter cold man outside the customs to send me to talk about loneliness. Xiao Tianxu has been wandering in the mountains and forests outside the customs for many years. I don't know how many times I have heard it, but now it is vivid when I sing it.

However, he replaced the name of his mother-in-law and sister-in-law with Jingliu, Yunmiao and Yunqing, and replaced the powerful man with Xiao Tianxu himself. He sang so depressively and roared in twists and turns, and sighed three times.

He looked at the corners of his eyes and saw that Yunqing finally couldn't stand it and came straight over.

Yunqing held the lantern and stood in front of Xiao Tianxu, with a cold face and staring at him in a daze.

"Wait!" Xiao Tianxu swallowed his saliva and asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Ghost..." Yunqing said coldly.

"Haha, it's fine as long as it's a ghost." As soon as the words fell, Xiao Tianxu suddenly opened his mouth, but he saw a black atmosphere in his mouth, which was bottomless, as if it was through the nine abyss. He didn't say anything and took a breath.

Yun Qing was caught off guard. Before he even screamed, his body turned into a puff of smoke and was sucked into his mouth by Xiao Tianxu.

Yunqing's lantern fell to the ground, and several sparks rushed out.

Xiao Tianxu's body was angry with a black gas. The black gas wandered around him and came back to his body again.

At this time, he saw Xiao Tianxu rustling his mouth and looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. He turned his shoulder and moved his true anger slightly. His whole body was suddenly broken away by him.

"The turtle grandson is still flowing. Now that most of Xiao's skills have recovered, let's fight again." Xiao Tianxu laughed loudly, stepped out of the pavilion and sank into the darkness.

Not long after he left, three figures suddenly jumped into the air. On the left and right sides were two tall and well-dressed young people. The one on the right was dressed in gray cloth, with a high crown and a sword in his hand. The one on the left was a long silk dress with green hair and a peacock feather in the back of his head. He carried a sword on his back. The body is longer, and the one in the middle is about 50 years old, with wide robes and big sleeves, a brocade gown, a headdressed scarf, a beard, and a rich man dressed.

The three stood next to the pavilion and saw that the people on the middle of the pavilion had disappeared into the thick night. The man in the middle looked up and saw three beautiful words written under the eaves of the pavilion: "Ice language pavilion"

He shook his head and said to himself, "Summer insects can't speak ice. Everyone at this table talking to themselves is really like a chicken and a duck."

Then he said to the two people around him, "Mo Cheng, Donglai, we are late. Since the spirit tree has been refined by the static flow, there is no need to stay here. Let's go back now..."

Looking back and talking about Qimiao, after she and Ling Zongyun hid in the elegant garden, they were finally found by the cloud.

Yunmian quietly called out outside the gate of the elegant garden: "I found..."

The seven wonderful opportunities to defeat the enemy, without waiting for Yun Miao to be difficult, the cold water sword waved to the sword spirit.

The gate of Yayuan was split in an instant, and a few light blue swordsmanships shot at the clouds along the empty gate.

The night was as cool as water, as cold as ice, and a few light blue sword lights disturbed the lonely night. The sword spirit came eagerly. The cloud looked at the elegant garden with great and deep meaning. He gently threw down the lantern, condensed his hands into claws, carried his skills, and sent out two white light, protecting in front of him.

With a few bangs, the blue light hit the white light and flew out the cloud in an instant.

He flew back several feet away and hit his head on the locust tree behind him. The locust tree shook it three times. The trunk of the locust tree was curved and hooked down several times, like a ghost with teeth and claws.

Qi Miao took the opportunity to jump out of the gate of Yayuan, raised his head with a sword and chanted a spell.

Yun Miao shook his head, stood up from under the locust tree, and looked at the seven wonders in front of him with a blank face. His left hand exerted strength, and the white light was strong for a moment.

He pushed his hand forward and shot a beam of light.

Qi Miao's mouth became more and more anxious. Due to the spell, she flew up and flew a few feet away from the ground. Three thousand hairs danced in the air. The white wind floated, and the pillar of light hit only half a foot in front of Qi Miao's body and was dissipated by its unparalleled true spirit.

At this time, the cold water sword in Qi Miao's hand sounded, and suddenly blue. Qi Miao opened her eyes wide and shouted a word "du" sharply. She saw that the sword spirit on the cold water sword suddenly soared by more than ten feet. She tried her best to split the cloud with a sword.

The power of this sword was like an angry wave destroying clouds. The long river surged, and the blue sword spirit was cut off as the head of Yunmope, but he saw the latter blinking his eyes, and the white light in his hand was withdrawn. He breathed and whispered, "I'm relieved..."

The sword hit Yunmian angrily and cut it in half with the locust tree behind him with one blow.

Under the excitement of sword spirit, Qi Miao faintly saw Yun Miao blinking, and the whole person turned into a smoke and dissipated.

On the ground, the candlelight was finally extinguished by the lantern thrown down by Yun Miao, and the night finally returned to silence. In the dark night, only Qi Miao held on the cold water sword in his hand, and a faint blue light flashed.

Qi Miao took a long breath. She raised the cold water sword and looked at it, but suddenly found that the sword reflected Mr. Jingliu's face.

This face is pale and strange, with a malicious smile, and there is an indescribable evil spirit.

Before thinking much, she suddenly pulled her sword back, but Mr. Jingliu was faster. He jumped out of the thick darkness, quickly stopped Qimiao's shoulders with both hands, opened his mouth, and suddenly bit Qimiao's neck.