Chapter 53 Qingyi, the situation and the angry Xia Xiwei
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The rain is cold and the rain is very thin.
I don't know when the thin and long rain strands drifted down, but they were blocked by fat leaves, turned into crystal-like water droplets, and then slipped into the soil.
The jungle was originally very humid, and it began to rain again, and the white fog that did not disperse all year round became thicker and wetter.
There is a big blue tree in the white fog, a cyan stone under the big tree, and a man in blue cloth sits on the stone.
Very old green cloth clothes, full of nails, but very clean.
People are also very clean.
A clean face, not only has no expression, not even any blood, looks like a dead man. The man in blue has been tilting his head, his face slanting, staring at the distance, as if he is meditating, as if recalling a sweet and sad past, thinking about a person who can never be forgotten.
But his gray face was still expressionless, and his eyes were as cold as a dead man.
The man in blue is called Tsing Yi. He is not an actor in the ugliness of his life, nor a nickname that is out of tune. His name is Tsing Yi. In Wanyuan City, the word Tsing Yi only represents him alone.
can only represent him.
Qingyi held a wooden stick in his hand. The wooden stick was cut off the branches and leaves, peeled off the rough skin, leaving only a white jade-like smooth branch. Like a girl who has been faded from the thin-winged cicada veil and exposed her slender body like sheep fat jade, lying quietly in his dry and broad hands.
This is a jungle raging with fierce beasts. I don't know how many dangerous and powerful fierce beasts are hidden in the white fog, but whether it is white fog or even a cockroach, as long as they enter a range one foot away from him, they will be blocked by an invisible wall and can't go forward.
At the bluestone root at the foot of Qingyi, a turtle-like little guy with a big head crawled on the ground and slept lazily.
is a dragon cub, a little thing teased by Xia Xiwei.
How did it get here?
What does it have to do with Tsing Yi?
It is sleeping soundly, as if it feels safe to stay with Qingyi, without any precautions.
The drizzle continues, like the sorrow of wine, like the loneliness of singing.
One person, one beast.
is speechless.
In the silence, Qingyi still tilted his face, tilted his head, and stared into the distance. His face is still expressionless.
Are you listening to the rustle of rain branches and leaves?
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White fog, early morning.
The raindrops that are shattered like sand are falling.
The loud laughter has not yet dissipated, and a thrilling atmosphere has surged.
Zhang Yan, Ma Chong and Xia Xiwei almost concluded at the same time that this breath was cultivated by Yuan Ying's sword!
It must be the person of Qionghua Sword Mansion. Zhang Yan was very sure, but he didn't expect that he had covered up the traces and smell. They could still pursue them and catch up.
Zhang Yan had expected the arrival of this day, but he didn't expect it to be a rainy morning. He didn't expect that there would be another person in his team who needed to be taken care of.
Xia Xiwei.
Xia Xiwei's little girl was not afraid at all, but very excited. Curiosity appeared on her porcelain-white face, like a boudoir who had never been out of a boudoir for a long time saw the crowded street and noisy crowd...
Of course, Xia Xiwei is not a delicate woman who is sad and crying. Her curiosity is like a kitten, with a mischievous and fresh feeling.
Her fearlessness or nervousness has infected everyone's emotions, and her mood is no longer so suspicious.
In this white fog jungle, there are many fierce beasts, but since someone dares to come, isn't this man more terrible than the fierce beast?
They stared at the ticking and fine rain curtain and gradually saw a shocking picture.
A team of people.
A bald head and a crowned middle-aged man led the way, followed by 30 strong men dressed in blue.
The bald head is tall and majestic, and a pair of narrow eyes are as bright as a blade. He wears a gorgeous robe with fine workmanship. He does not look fierce, but has the reserved and restrainedness of literati.
The middle-aged white face wearing the crown is needless, elegant and indifferent, elegant, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes add a mature and wise charm to him. He follows behind his bald head, with a shallow smile on the corners of his mouth.
These people are Meng Kun, Yuexi and 30 Qingfeng camp sword guards. Of course, they have a common identity: Qiong Huajian Mansion!
They rushed to the place, broke through the white fog, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yan's five people.
Yuexi glanced and smiled gently, "Brother Meng, you can catch this boy smoothly this time. You have made great contributions, and you are completely convinced."
Meng Kun smiled and didn't say anything. He just looked at Xia Xiwei. It seemed that he didn't expect that there was one more person in Zhang Yan's team.
However, the surprise was only for a moment, and his eyes became sharp and bright again, and fell on Zhang Yan with great precision.
This boy is handsome and his cultivation is not bad, but did he let himself chase him all the way? Oh, that's right, I have to concoct him like a wonderful way...
Meng Kun withdrew his eyes, stretched out the snake's head, gently added his lips, and said quietly, "Give up resistance. My Meng Kun's task is to catch you alive. If you cooperate well, I won't be rude. Of course, if I want to resist, I really don't mind killing you. Oh, by the way, there is another important thing I forgot to say. I'm impatient and the most waste of time, so I'll give you half a quarter of an hour to think about it. Well, half a quarter of an hour..."
Two Yuanying's junior swordsmanship, with a large group of Jindan mid-term swordsmanship, just to capture the four of them alive? This is too much for yourself...
Zhang Yan's consciousness is very good, but the result is not good. To be precise, it is very bad.
The four of them, one in the middle of the golden elixir, the other in the early stage of the golden elixir, two chicks who have just stepped into the opening period, even if there is a Xia Xiwei in the early stage of the golden elixir, are like a giant against a young child in the face of such a devastating team of people. The huge difference in strength is like mud.
Hearing Meng Kun's feminine tone and saying a slightly ridiculative words, Zhang Yan really wanted to punch Meng Kun in the face, and then told him, "Will your mother talk well!"
Of course, this is just self-comfort in a desperate situation. Just think about it.
"My lord, it's better to fight with them!"
Ma Chong's voice penetrated into his ears. Zhang Yan restrained his mind and glanced at the 30 sword guards who were comparable to his cultivation. He couldn't help laughing bitterly and said, "Only these people are troublesome enough, not to mention..."
Zhang Yan didn't say anything, but Ma Chong understood what he meant, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Is it just as Meng Kun's bald wished to be captured?
The situation is grim, and life is almost on the line.
Zhang Yan suddenly sighed and smiled and said, "However, if you really work hard, it won't be who will lose and who will win. Although I haven't done the crazy move of killing two Yuan Yingjie Jianxiu in one fell swoop, I should still be a little sure."
Ma Chong's eyes lit up and said urgently, "Then let's fight!"
Zhang Yan shook his head and stepped forward. His eyes suddenly became sharp. He asked, "Are you from Qionghua Sword Mansion?"
"Yes."
Meng Kun looked at Zhang Yan with a little surprise and continued to ask in a feminine voice, "Did you kill the suze of the suzew's spirit?"
"Yes."
"Demon scolding the elder also died in your hands?"
"Yes."
"Are the two sisters and brothers behind you the children of the ghost?"
"Yes."
"So you have to come with us?"
"No need."
Meng Kun's eyes condensed, and a chill flashed in his narrow eyes. Then he smiled and said, "You'd better think about it again. There is still a handful of time before half a quarter of an hour."
Zhang Yan was silent, but saw the elegant and indifferent Yuexi come forward leisurely, stared at Zhang Yan, and suddenly said, "Demony gave you the things?"
Zhang Yan squinted at Yuexi and didn't open his mouth.
Yuexi didn't care and turned his head to Meng Kun and said, "The suzerain asked us to catch this boy alive. Can the others kill him first? Of course, the children of the ghost also need to be brought back to the house."
Meng Kun thought for a moment and nodded: "Then there are only two goals left. Do you want to do it yourself?"
Yuexi said leisurely, "Of course, I did it myself."
The two directly ignored the others. With a smile, they have decided the life and death of Ma Chong and Xia Xiwei's little girl. Ma Chong is nothing, but it's a pity for Xia Xiwei. As soon as he got along with Zhang Yan for less than a day, he was mistaken for his accomplice and was sentenced to death. How can he not be aggrieved?
Yuexi came forward, glanced at Zhang Yan, pointed to Ma Chong and Xia Xiwei, and smiled and said, "Come out. Don't embarrass this boy. Maybe if he kills you two, he will follow us obediently."
Zhang Yan frowned. He would not let Yuexi kill Ma Chong and Xia Xiwei in an indifferent manner. He was about to destroy this guy first with Lingbao Jinlian, but he heard Xia Xiwei speak.
She seemed to be not afraid at all. She walked to Yuexi, frowned at the delicate and beautiful crescent moon eyebrows, and scolded, "I said, you are white and clean, why are you so vicious? If you say kill, just kill. Who do you think you are? I, Xia Xiwei, can kill you as a dog? Get out and stay! And you."
The more Xia Xiwei said, the more annoyed she became. After scolding Yuexi, she scolded Meng Kun: "You said that you are tall and big, and you are still a big bald head, but you talk like such a woman, you are a shemale! Even my little girl is about to vomit, so why don't you ask others how they feel? Don't narrow your eyes. Is it okay to scare the children with your seam-like eyes? Oh, I want to be scared by you, but your eyes are as if you haven't woken up. Don't you think it's funny?"
Then, Xia Xiwei's little girl took half a step back, her paint-like eyes swept over Yuexi and Meng Kun, and concluded, "You two, a wolf and a wolf are not a good thing. Since I, Xia Xiwei, are here, since I Xia Xiwei, just recognized my sister here. Li, you don't want to kill, no way!"
This has just been said. Everyone was stunned. They opened their mouths wide and almost fell off their chins.
This girl...
Good job!