It's really not Fang Fangmao. She doesn't understand what's going on at all. Xiao Xiangliu is a real old Jianghu. You can tell at a glance whether she is really confused or fake panic...
Besides, nowadays it is too late for the ancients to flatter the guru, so how can he be framed? If he retreats ten thousand steps, even if he is in danger, he has to invite a real expert. It is not enough to see the murderous Xiujia being noticed by Xiao Xiangliu more than a hundred miles away.
He picked up an unknown green vegetable with his hands, put it into Fang Fang's cat's food dish, and said with a smile: "Tang Guo said it's not you, so it's definitely not you. Don't worry. There must be other killings in the mountains, and it has nothing to do with us, so don't worry about it.
.”
People in enemy territory must be careful in everything they do. Even though they felt that the killing that was going to happen deep in the mountains had nothing to do with their group, they still did not dare to be careless. At the same time, he gave Fang Fang's cat cloth and opened the fan with his other hand to fan himself twice.
, as soon as the fan was turned on and off, two witches were missing from the painting.
On the other side, the ginseng lotus seed nodded to the two ghosts. The spring bamboo shoot body was still on the table, and its expression and movements were much duller - the true soul escaped from its shell, and disappeared into the deep mountains with the two green snake evil spirits to investigate.
Fang Fangmao calmed down for a moment, but soon remembered that a family named Kui lived in the Bieyuan on the top of the main peak. Although the Kui family's daughter looked down on him, they had played together when they were children. Fang Fangmao was kind-hearted and looked back at her
After a few words of warning from the accompanying guards, the guards bowed their heads and left, rushing to Bieyuan to report to the Kui family, asking them to be more careful.
As expected, the ambush in the mountain was not aimed at Tangren and his party. Before they could have a cup of tea, murderous intent erupted in the distance. The ambusher had already taken action. After a while, Xiao Xiangliu smelled the smell of blood. However, there was no big movement in the mountain.
Carry out in silence.
Long before the guards of the Fang family reported back, Green Snake Evil and Xigui sent back a spiritual message. It was a battle between the Fan people and the ancients. A large group of Fan people were attacking the main peak in a sneak attack. Their blades were pointed directly at the villa on the top of the peak. The ancient soldiers stationed at the front were attacking.
He was quietly eliminated, and the ancients in Bieyuan are still ignorant and have no idea that the disaster is coming.
Xiang Liu and others didn't even bother to look at this kind of "hairy" thing, let alone participate in it.
After another cup of tea, the sharp bells suddenly roared. The ancients in Bieyuan finally discovered the enemy's sneak attack. The bells sounded both as a warning and to ask for help. The bells just started, and the dull horns also rang throughout the mountains. It was the barbarian charge.
No longer hiding his traces, he rushed towards the mountain top garden from all directions.
Xiang Liu, San Zhi and others were indifferent and continued to eat and drink. From time to time, Lei Dong would praise how delicious it was, while the sweet Fang Fang cat changed her face and looked a little helpless. She still wanted to save her own people, but she couldn't do it on her own.
Although she was not caught, her companions were really fierce but had no intention of participating in this matter, and she did not dare to ask for help.
Not long after, the roaring sound of magic resounded from the mountain, the angry shouts of the ancient cultivators, and the shrill screams of the foreign masters mixed together, making the mountain a lively fight.
Xiaoxiang Liu stopped his chopsticks, his expression cold and his voice the same, and said to Fang Fangmao: "Never rely on others for this kind of thing."
Speak ruthlessly and speak truthfully. In a life-and-death fight, when life is at stake, never count on others! Xiao Xiangliu is a loner, and has been like this all his life. The battle he wants to fight is his own battle, and it has nothing to do with others, so he doesn’t count on others!
And Su Jing's behavior is the same when he is in the world. It's not that no one walks with him in life and death, but he never expects, let alone asks: "You go with me."
Fang Fangmao was silent. She couldn't control the Kui family's annihilation.
But at this moment, Xiao Xiang Liu suddenly frowned again: the spiritual energy in the sky was shaking, and a Xiu family was rushing towards the mountain from a distance.
Hydra's spiritual sense is clearly discernible. The person's cultivation is not very heavy, but his realm is shallow. His body skills are extremely fast, and he is full of sharp swordsmanship. He is a good swordsman.
A few breaths later, the visitor rushed into the depths of the mountain, and a woman's voice sounded with a strange accent and half-baked words: "Shengfan, give me back my companion!"
The Fan people attacked the ancients, and the woman chased the Fan people to get their companions.
The woman is from another route and is not directly involved in the fierce battle in the mountains.
After finishing her drink, she was answered by Fan Ren's hostile roar. It was impossible to win over someone with words. The female swordsman had no more nonsense. The next moment, a sword curse sounded loudly from her mouth, and the woman rushed in with her sword.
Melee!
At the moment when the sword spell sounded, Xiao Xiangliu's complexion changed again, his eyes were full of shock, and in the blink of an eye, the man in green clothes soared into the sky! Not only Xiangliu, but also the three corpses and the ginseng lotus seeds all pulled out their bodies and unsheathed their swords.
Cold light flashed across the sky, the magic formula in his hand made a sound, and a group of ferocious spirits around Su Jing jumped up and rushed to the battlefield in the mountain.
Everyone jumped to the battlefield, just because of the curse spoken by the female sword cultivator!
They don't know her spells, but a group of sugar people can at least tell that the sword spell the woman is casting is a family-building edict that is unique to Middle-earth!
Fang Fangmao knows that they are all powerful people, but these guys have traveled together for 800 miles, and most of them are talking and laughing, being kind, or playing tricks. Except for Tang Guo, the rest of them are easy to get close to until now.
Each one of them looked majestic, and in an instant the contrast made Fang Fangmao really feel that she was at the foot of a mountain that was collapsing: small, powerless, and in a hurry.
They are all giant beasts, but she is just a little ant.
Fang Fangmao's face became paler, and suddenly she felt a slight lightness under her feet. It was the ginseng and lotus seeds scattered through a green leaf that lifted her up. The eldest disciple was kind-hearted and felt that leaving Fang Fangmao here alone would be safer than staying with everyone.
Take her with you to the mountains.
Immediately, Fang Fang's cat fell into a dream, a nightmare, filled with blood and endless screams and killing dreams!
Linling City, the Xia family's mansion, a square table is displayed in the middle of the hall, and a silk chessboard is spread out, with more than ten black and white characters on the board. However, the round stools on both sides of the chess table are empty, and no one is seated. The person playing chess is sitting in the hall.
On the big chair, two people sit on one chair.
The three corpses and others had been gone for a day. Su Jing didn't listen to the Xia family's big bed. He got up and returned to the main hall early. There was no serious business and no ambition. The two of them were tired of being together. Su Jing sat on the chair.
He went up and leaned in Su Jing's arms, talking and laughing in a low voice.
Suddenly there was a noise outside the door, everyone who had gone out to play came back, and the three corpses were yelling, as if something had happened.
The people who followed Su Jing to control the world were all highly skilled in cultivation, and their feet were so swift. When the voice came in, they had already entered the main hall. Seeing that Su Jing refused to listen, they sat opposite each other on both sides of the chessboard. You held the black pieces and I touched the white box.
They sit upright and upright, with a light smile on their face. When they have free time, they play chess for fun. As expected, they are a couple of gods and immortals.
Holding the sunspot in his hand and posing, Su Jing raised his head and wanted to ask how they were enjoying the game, but he blurted out "Huh": There are two more.
Among the group of three corpses, there were two more sugar-candy women. One was a pretty woman in her early teens dressed as a maid, but her face was dark and her eyes were wandering, and she was obviously injured; the other was a middle-aged woman with a sallow face.
Maid dress? The world-controlling maid is another kind of dress. The injured woman is dressed in Chinese clothes; the female crown is even more "simple". There is no such thing as a Taoist priest in this world.
But before Su Jing could say anything, the pretty maid was the first to smile and said: "Slave Yaoyao pays homage to the True Monarch Youshi." Her words were straight and round, authentic Eastern Han dialect, with a bit of Jiangnan accent, her body was injured and she was short of energy.
The word Geng Xian has a soft and waxy sound.
The True King Youshi is famous all over China, not to mention the people in cultivation, even the common people in the world, there are still a few people who don’t know you.
You can probably tell the other person's background by looking at his clothes, so Su Jing is not too surprised when his identity is revealed by the pretty maid.
He didn't know the maid, but he had an impression of this female crown. He had never met her before, but in the past few decades, the middle-aged yellow-faced female crown was quite famous in the East: three groups of Xiujia with unknown origins went around to challenge Yin Lingyuan.
Su Jing, who is wearing a painted skin, is one of the new sects that has emerged due to the tide, and the yellow-faced female crown is also one of them.
The yellow-faced female crown also smiled. Compared with Nuer Yaoyao's smile, her smile was more cordial, sincerely relaxed and happy. She stretched out her hand and her face suddenly changed. She was a woman in her twenties, with delicate and graceful features.
, but there was a natural charm between the corners of the eyes and the tips of the eyebrows.
At the same time as the painting was removed, the phantom sound spell was also dissipated, and Nv Guan's original voice was slightly hoarse: "Nero's junior disciple Feng Qiao pays homage to Master Su's uncle."
The seniority was calculated clearly, and the etiquette was even more meticulous. Nerowu bees, who had met Su Jing once when they were collecting swords in the sword tomb, treated Su Jing as a junior. Su Jing did not regard himself as an elder to his outside friends and left his seat.
He stretched out his hand to support him and said happily: "Why are you here? When we were in China, Qiqiao mentioned you specifically and asked me to look for your traces. What a coincidence that there are only a few of you. Our large team of people are here to kill you."
?”
If she didn't listen, she looked at Xiang Liu and the others, her eyes full of confusion. Without waiting for her to ask, Lei Dong said: "Everyone followed Fang Fangmao to Qingliang Mountain for fun, and just in time to catch up with the Fanren Man brigade to sneak attack on the ancient nobles in the mountain.
The matter has nothing to do with us, and I didn’t want to take action, but I didn’t expect fellow Taoist fellow Fengqiao to arrive from the sky to rescue our companions from the enemy.”
At that time, everyone did not know that the yellow-faced female crown was a fellow disciple of the Tianzong, but they recognized her curse and knew that she was a cultivator from the Middle Earth. How could they sit idly by and ignore it. A group of Lords of Hell descended from the sky, and everyone was in great misfortune.
Zi changed from a hunter to a prey, and had no chance to escape. He was severely beaten by the sugar man and suffered heavy casualties. One of the captives accompanying the team was also easily rescued by the sugar man, that is, the pretty maid.
Fang Fangmao was also present, but she couldn't understand everyone speaking Chinese, and her round eyes were full of confusion.
However, the words in the mouth are different, and the pronunciation of a person's name will not change. When Fang Fangmao heard Lei Dong mentioning herself, she quickly put a smile on her pretty face and nodded to him and Bu Ting. It is worth mentioning that Fang Fangmao's smile
I feel quite proud - not because of the sugar man, but because of the battle at Qingliang Mountain.
Sugar Man took action to help the two women and at the same time saved the lives of Earl Kui and his family. Looking back just now, after the battle was settled, at the top of Qingliang Peak, when the old snobbish friend thanked him, he was surprised, envious, and grateful.
, a strange expression of jealousy mixed with many emotions, and Fang Fangmao's indescribable joy and pride!