209, the unlucky cypress

"Beauty is very charming! Even such a small mink knows how to send autumn spinach. Mu Qingbai sighed.

"Little wood, are you jealous of such a small mink?" Zhong Qingrou asked innocently.

"Old woman, no one treats you as a mute if you don't speak!"

"Who do you think is the leftover girl?"

Zhong Qingrou, who looks like a child, has a pouting mouth that can hang an oil bottle. Mu Qingbai dares to say "yes", and she is going to cry bitterly.

"Mu Qingbai, don't hurt your mouth so much!" Han Jing's sense of justice broke out again, which made Zhong Qingrou almost cry - although she wiped her eyelids with her hands in advance, the tears were real.

"Don't be cute anymore. My grandfather is not here, and he is full of children and grandchildren." Mu Qingbai will not be fooled by Zhong Qingrou, a thousand-year-old demon.

"Mu Qingbai, you want to die!" The tears in Zhong Qingrou's eyes evaporated, and two clusters of flames were almost coming out of her eyes.

"Mu Qingbai shouted when Zhong Qingrou's claws came, "Look at your face starting to look like a lychee." Just as she was secretly happy that the boy was praising his white and tender face, he added: "A fresh lychee without peel!"

Zhong Qingrou's slender jade fingers grabbed Mu Qingbai's shoulder: "Go to hell!"

"I'm dead, who will send you a love letter!"

"How dare you say it!"

"This is a well-known secret. The only thing that everyone doesn't know is you two, even your grandmother."

"Does my sister know that too?" Zhong Qingrou screamed, as miserable as the end of the world.

"In order to avoid you being unloaded by your grandmother, I brought you to take refuge. Let's see how good I am to you. It's so sad that you still want to kill me." Mu Qingbai covered his face and shoulders with both hands and looked like he was crying.

Zhong Qingrou quickly said, "Ah, I'm sorry, Qingbai, my aunt joked with you. My aunt likes you the most. How can my aunt give you to die? Tell your aunt when your grandmother died, ah, when did she know?

I really can't stand it anymore. Han Jing reminded: "Qingrou, this boy is lying to you!" After saying that, she kicked Mu Qingbai on a big horse.

His face happened to be buried on a pile of mushroom-like excrement. When Mu Qingbai raised it, his eyes and nostrils were full of shit in his mouth. After spitting and digging, he shouted sadly and angrily, "Why did you bully me?"

The blue-eyed mink made a strange laugh, and the dark green light from the third eye that was usually closed in the middle of its eyebrows suddenly brightened, as if the beach of shit was something good.

"Ah, what a good thing! Good grandson, you can smash a mysterious beast egg even if you fall down! Looking at the pattern on the eggshell, I knew it was the egg of the silver spider at a glance, and I found another medicine. Zhong Qingrou happily wrapped an egg that had just been spit out by Mu Qingbai, which was only a little bigger than the broad bean, and the shell was a little soft, just like a quail egg that had just formed.

"Is this the egg of the silver spider?" Han Jing is a little suspicious.

The silver spider is comparable to the high-level Xuanzong at the beginning of adulthood, and the silver spider silk is highly corrosive. Zhong Qingrou's handkerchief looked like a silk handkerchief but was not afraid of corrosion. She wiped the silver spider egg without even rubbing off the color.

"Is there a mistake? If it's really a silver spider egg, can my mouth still be used?" Mu Qingbai didn't believe it either.

"That's because silver spiders are not poisonous, otherwise you think you can still stand well!"

"I don't believe it. Don't scare me. Humph, you can't play this little trick a thousand times. I used to coax you to cooperate with you and pretend to be scared."

"Oh, there will be eggs in the silver spider poop. If you don't believe it, make another one in your mouth."

"Old girl, can you be more disgusting?"

"Oh, you can do it more disgustingly, and I can say it more disgustingly." Zhong Qing smiled happily.

Next to him, a young silver Xuanqi curiously played with his sword on the pile of silver spider shit that had been spoiled by Mu Qingbai, which really made him immediately pull out another silver spider egg. Before he could be happy, his face turned black.

The sword is a ground-level Xuanbing. In this short time of contact with silver spider eggs, the top of the tip of the sword was corroded.

"My sword!"

"Is this egg really poisonous?"

"What a silver spider egg!"

Three voices sounded at the same time, and Han Jing's voice was the most cheerful. She did not dare to use the ice soul sword to test the poison of silver spider eggs. There was an ice-blue mysterious force condensed into a stick on her fingertips, and three silver spider eggs were pulled out of the silver spider excrement. Pigs come to be poor, dogs come to bless, little wood, sister will call you come to bless in the future. She laughed and didn't look at Mu Qingbai's black face in an instant.

"Do you want to be so bad?"

"It's settled. The objection is invalid." Han Jing laughed happily. When removing the cover outside the silver spider egg, the ice mysterious stick burst into a fine ice layer and flashed. "It's too powerful, Laifu. You have to be glad that the silver spider egg body did not touch your mouth or teeth, but just mouth full of feces, otherwise your teeth and mouth will be corroded." She said it seriously.

"You can not emphasize that your mouth is full. I believe I will appreciate you."

"Oh, your gratitude is not worth half a penny, and you can't even compare with the value of silver spider's feces. If you don't believe it, ask your aunt.

"Indeed, this silver spider feces is an excellent antidote. If you carry silver spider poop with you, it will be invulnerable." Zhong Qingrou deliberately disgusted Mu Qingbai and immediately echoed.

"I was crazy to take this disgusting thing with me."

"Oh, you've eaten it all. What else can't you take with you?"

"Is that what I'm eating?"

"Is that tasting some delicacy? Oh, Xiao Baizi, do you have a pica? I don't remember that you have this problem. Are you stimulated by the blow of lovelorn? Forget it, you don't want to say it, and your aunt won't force you. Zhong Lirou almost played and changed the topic: "This silver spider has been identified by Xiao Baizi and is still very fresh."

"Who identified it! What the hell!"

"Well, my aunt admitted that it was not an appraisal, but a taste. Forget it, whatever you say. My aunt just wants to say that the silver spider must be nearby. Let's look for it. If you can catch the live silver spider, you will make a profit. Zhong Qingrou said with a money fan on her face that she was very similar to Han Jing.

"Everyone is looking for--" was unfinished, and a silver spider silk fell quickly from the top of her head, so fast that Han Jing didn't have time to dodge. While she was attacked, the ice sword sensed the threat and rushed out, and the sword light rushed up.

The branches of the huge silver spider's hiding body with silver glitter were cut off by the sword light. Its sharp point could avoid the sword light. Its body quickly flashed back, and a series of silver flashes appeared between the branches and leaves.

"I want to escape, it's not so cheap!" It's not the ice sword. It fell under the mouth of this silver spider today. Han Jing is also angry. She had been in a panic, but at this time, she was even more angry. She didn't care that the silver spider was alive and killed, and the ice sword flew away.

"Don't kill me!"

The frightened cry sounded, and the silver spider turned into a petite woman - smaller than Zhong Qingrou. The elegant flowers and plants were fragrant, and Han Jing saw it clearly.

The silver spider woman has silver armor and wears a wreath on her neck and wrists. Its eyelashes fluttered with a little tears, but its eyes were strange.

Knowing that it was changed by the silver spider, its pitiful appearance also made Han Jing and Han Jing feel pity: "Little sister, did you scare the fierce sword just now? I apologize for it."

What made Zhong Qingrou, who used to be cute, fainted was the silver spider hitting the snake with the stick and said delicately, "Sister, are you looking for any medicine? I can help."

"My sister came to find the ghost flower, um, I just found you, uh." I really can't say the word "your egg" to a metamorphosis beast with the appearance of a delicate little girl. Han Jing temporarily changed her words: "Well, it's a silver spider egg."

"Netherworld flower, I know the location. I'll take you there." The silver spider smiled happily. The sweet and lovely smiling face seemed to have an ecstasy effect, which made everyone forget what had changed before.

"Okay, you lead the way. I found the ghost flower, and my sister has a reward.

"Really?" The silver spider waved its chubby little hands like a child. It seemed to come to hold Han Jing's hand, but when it was about to touch her arm, the pink lotus joint-like arm turned back to its original shape. It was a big clam with long silver hair and suddenly grabbed Han Jing's neck.

The ice light flashed, and the silver-haired clam broke. The silver spider screamed and flew backwards.

Another ice-blue sword light flashed, and the silver spider was hit on the ground by the sword light and froze into ice.

The smile on Han Jing's face condensed and said coldly, "It's not easy for you to practice. I've given you a chance!"

Only then did everyone wake up. Zhong Qingrou patted her chest and said, "I'm so afraid. Its laughter exudes the effect of ecstasy. I almost said it."

Mu Qingbai was very faceless: "You have already said it, okay! If it hadn't been for Han Jing, you would have become the feces of the silver spider now. He was also dissatisfied with his aunt that he ate feces.

"Don't talk too often." Han Jing shouted coldly and jumped out first. She was carrying the mink in her hand. Seeing her method of killing the silver spider, this blue-eyed mink did not dare to tell the way honestly.

When arriving at a cluster of strange stones, the mink shouted, and Han Jing elegantly fell on a bamboo-shaped stone. She let go of the mink and watched the mink's small body squeeze into the stone crack, and she was not worried that it would take the opportunity to escape.

"Will it escape? Is there a hole under the stone?" Mu Qingbai said worriedly.

"No. If it dares to run, I will skin it alive." Han Jing looked at Mu Qingsong with a smile, making him suspect that he had said this to herself.

As if to confirm Han Jing's words, Diao burst out of the crack in the stone before her voice fell. Its hand carefully held a flower shaped like ink lotus, squeaking as if to show her work.

Zhong Qingrou grabbed it and carefully observed it to confirm that it was a ghost flower. In addition to the effect of condensing, this flower also exudes a taste similar to ecstasy, which is extremely light. Taking out the long-prepared jade box, she put the muddy ghost flower into the jade box and gave it to Han Jing's storage ring.