Suddenly, he had a plan in his mind, and said: "I pretended to be injured by the Qilin, lay on the ground, and shoot him two arrows coldly, maybe I can succeed!

Zhou Bo was in a hurry, reversed his arms, hugged her head and neck with his right hand, hugged her waist with his right hand, and shouted: "I can't let you take risks!"

Shui Ninglu's face turned red with shame, and he said angrily: "Idiot, let me go quickly!

Zhou Bo was taken aback and said, "I'm sorry! Don't be surprised!"

Shui Ninglu said: "What are you sorry for my husband?"

While speaking, he turned around and saw that Shi Bu Ran was coming, and waved his hand respectfully, urging them to flee quickly, and then jumped off the unicorn, and stopped in the road, although he knew that he would fight him, he had to block him for a while, lest he chase Zhou Bo!

Unexpectedly, he was bent on catching up with the water condensation, and suddenly rushed diagonally into the field next to the road, bypassed La respectfully, and chased after the two Jiaoshui!

The water condensation whipped the mount hard, and the unicorn foamed at the mouth, already dying!

Zhou Bo said: "If we ride your black whirlwind, I don't expect this ghost to catch up anymore!"

Shui Ninglu said: "Then you still need to say?"

The unicorn turned a fairy hill, facing a straight avenue, and there was no place to dodge, only to see that in the green willows in the east, there was a corner of the yellow wall exposed next to the small lake!

Zhou Boxi said: "Okay! Let's go this way!"

Shui condensation said: "No! That is a dead land, there is no way out!"

Zhou Bo said: "It's good for you to listen to me!" pulled the reins and swept the unicorn head and galloped towards the green willows!

Running closer, Shui Ning Lu saw that the yellow wall turned out to be the pavilion, and the plaque seemed to be written as 'Runi Demon Pavilion', and he quickly thought in his heart: "This idiot has fled here, and there is no way out! I will hide in the dark and shoot this penny god with an arrow!"

In the blink of an eye, the mount had rushed to the front of the pavilion, and suddenly heard a person behind him hahaha

Only Zhou Bo shouted: "Mom, Mom, come on! Mom!"

Shui Ninglu was annoyed in his heart and shouted: "Idiot, shut up!"

Shi Buqian said: "It's called grandma and grandpa at this time, and it's useless!"

The water condensation dew left palm treasure scroll in Zhou Bo's heart, and the luck pushed out, shouting: "Escape into the pavilion!"

At the same time, with a light wave of his mouth and arm, an arrow shot backwards! Shi Bu shrank his head and dodged, and when he saw the water condensation jumping away from the unicorn saddle, the claw of the god of war in his right hand was handed out and put on her shoulder!

The water condensation shrank sharply, and it had already drilled under the belly of the Qi Lin, and shot three arrows in a row!

At this moment, a fairy walked out of the pavilion, and when he saw Zhou Bo just getting up from the ground, he stretched out his arms to hug him, and said happily: "What are you angry again, shouting so much?"

Shui Ninglu saw that although this fairy was older than Zhou Bo, he was beautiful in appearance, and he was so affectionate to Zhou Bo, and Zhou Bo stretched out his right arm to wrap around the fairy's waist, and he was even more like-like, and he couldn't help but be jealous, and he didn't care about the strong enemy, so he leaned over, and his palm slashed towards the fairy!

shouted, "What are you holding him for? let go!"

Zhou Bo hurriedly shouted: "Sister Shui, don't be rude!"

Shui Ninglu listened to him protect the fairy, and he was even more annoyed, and his footsteps did not touch the ground, and his palm increased his internal strength by three points! The fairy waved the dust, and the dust tail circled a small circle in mid-air, and it had already wrapped her wrist!

The water condensation only felt that the force on the dust was really not small, and then was pulled by the dust, and involuntarily rushed out a few steps to the side, and then stood still, and scolded anxiously and angrily: "You are a monk, and you are not afraid of ugliness!"

When I saw the fairy come out at the beginning, I was beautiful, and I was happy: "Today's luck is coming, killing two birds with one stone, and the two girls are taken captive together!"

As soon as he saw that Dao Ru Chen, he gently dissolved the fierce palm of the water condensation dew, knowing that this fairy had a good physical skill, he put a qilin saddle on his body, and said in his heart: "The two girls are beautiful, just grab one, and that's it!"

The fairy said angrily, "Little girl, what nonsense are you talking about?

Shui Ning said: "I am Jiaolang's wife, you let him go quickly!"

The immortal god was stunned for a moment, suddenly opened his eyebrows, pulled Zhou Bo's ears, and said happily: "Is it true or false?"

Zhou Bole said: "It can also be said to be true, or it can be said to be false!"

The fairy stretched out his hand and twisted his cheek heavily, and said happily: "I didn't learn your father's half-split technique, but I learned enough of your father's romantic juggling, I won't break your divine legs!"

He looked up and down at Shui Condensation, and said, "Well, this girl is also so beautiful, she is too wild, and she must be disciplined well!"

Shui Ninglu said angrily: "What does it matter to you if I don't let him go, I'm going to shoot you with arrows!"

The fairy said happily: "You shoot backwards!"

Zhou Bo shouted: "Shui Mei, no! do you know who she is?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and hugged the fairy's neck! Shui Condensation was even more annoyed, and with a flick of his wrist, two Gu arrows shot towards the fairy!

The fairy's face was full of joy, and when he saw the little arrow, his face changed immediately, and he swung out of the dust, wrapped the two small arrows, and shouted: "Who are you with the 'Jiaoyan Beauty' Jiaoyan Shenyu?"

Shui condensation said: "What 'Jiaoyan Beauty' Jiaoyan Shenyu? I haven't heard of it! Let go of my Jiaolang!"

She obviously saw that she had already hugged the fairy for Jiaolang at this moment, instead of the fairy hugging Jiaolang, and felt that it was still not good for this fairy!

Zhou Bo saw that the fairy's face turned pale with anger, and persuaded: "Mom, don't be angry!"

"Mom, don't be angry" The five words got into La Shui Condensation's ears, and she couldn't help but be surprised, almost not believing her ears, and exclaimed, "What, she- she's your mother?"

Zhou Bole said: "I yelled 'Mom' just now, didn't you hear?" turned his head to the fairy and said: "Mom, she is a girl who condenses the dew, her son has been in danger for the past few days, and she has been very bullied by ghosts, and she has saved her son's life several times!"

The crusade continued, mostly successfully, but now people no longer say that "one more victory will end the crusade", and that the southerners are cowards. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now everyone understands that the Southerners are not cowards at all, and they will not be able to defeat them with one more victory.

However, under the command of General Jiao Whale and General Jiao Vulture, the victory of the Northern Holy Soul Alliance Army in the Holy Soul State, and the victory of the Second Holy Light Battle, can be boasted of as a trophy for defeating the Southern Army.

Although, these victories have come at a significant cost.

Hospitals and homes in the Valley of the Storm are flooding with the sick and wounded, while more and more women are dressed in mourning clothes, and the rows of soldiers' graves in the Holy Spirit Cemetery are increasing every day.

The currency of the Northern Holy Soul Alliance government has depreciated alarmingly, and the rating of necessities has risen sharply.

The food tax levied by the supply and marketing department has become so high that the diet of the residents of Fengyun Valley has begun to suffer.

White flour is extremely expensive and hard to come by, so cornbread is commonly used instead of biscuits, rolls and cakes.

There is almost no spirit beef sold in the butcher shop, and even the spirit mutton is very rare, and the price of spirit mutton is so expensive that only the Kuosheng servant's family can afford it.

Fortunately, there is plenty of pork, chicken, and vegetables.

The southerners have tightened the blockade of the ports of the northern states of the Holy Soul Alliance, so luxury goods such as coffee, silk, perfumes, fashion magazines, and books are scarce and expensive.

The price of even the cheapest brocade fabrics is soaring, so much so that the average woman sighs and refurbishes the old to cope with the changing seasons, and the loom that had been dusty for many years is now taken down from the attic, and the home-woven cloth can be seen in almost every living room.

Almost everyone, soldiers, civilians, women, children, and luminous people, wore this home-woven home-woven cloth, cyan, the color of the Northern Holy Soul Alliance's uniform, which was now extinct in everyday wear and was replaced by a white walnut-colored home-weave.

Hospitals are already struggling with a lack of quinine, opium, iodine, and so on.

Gauze and brocade cloth bandages are also very valuable now, and they cannot be thrown away after use, so all the women who serve in the hospital go home with baskets of blood-stained strips of cloth, wash and iron them, and then take them back to the hospital for other wounded people to use.

However, for the stupid who had just escaped from the widow's nest, the human and demon holy war was nothing more than a time of pleasure and excitement.

Even if she is thrifty, she doesn't feel bitter at all, as long as she returns to this vast world, she will be satisfied.

As she reflected on the dreary days of the past year, day after day, she felt that the pace of life had increased dramatically, reaching an incredible rate.

Every morning begins with a new and exciting day, and she meets some new people who ask to come and visit her, to say how beautiful she is, how much they want the privilege of fighting for her and even giving their lives.

She can and does love Mengjiao until the last breath of her life, but that doesn't stop her from seducing other men to propose to her.

The ongoing Human-Demon Holy War gave the people in the rear an opportunity to socialize unconventionally, much to the surprise of the old people.

Mothers find strange men visiting their daughters, they have no letters of introduction, their family backgrounds are unknown, and what is even more terrifying is that their daughters are sitting hand in hand with these people!

Let's talk about Mrs. Sweetheart, who didn't kiss her husband until she got married, and now she saw the sleepworm kissing the little volunteer's mouth, how could she believe her eyes?

Especially when the sleepworm openly stated that she did not feel ashamed, she was even more frightened.

Even if Big Mouth soon proposed to her, it didn't ease the tension.

Mrs. Sweetheart felt that the North was in a rapid and comprehensive moral collapse, and often warned of this.

Other mothers also heartily agreed with her and blamed the problem on the human and demon jihad.

But men who might die in a week or a month were impatient to wait a year before asking for a girl's nickname.

Nor would they fulfill the lengthy formal marriage proposal festival that had been prescribed before the war. They always ask for an engagement within three or four months.

As for the girls, they knew very well that girls from superior families usually refused men three times, but now they hastily agreed the first time.

This abnormal situation makes Dumb feel that the human and demon holy war is still quite interesting.

Aside from the dirty nursing work and the trouble of rolling bandages, she is not afraid that the human and demon holy war will drag on forever.

In fact, she was now able to cope calmly with the affairs of the hospital, because it was still a nice and pleasant hunting ground.

The helpless wounded soldiers will obediently succumb to her charms.

Just change their bandages, wash their faces, pat their pillows, give them fans, and they'll soon fall in love with you.

Now, after the bleak days of the past year, this is heaven!

Clumsy returned to the position she was in before she married Papaya, as if she had never married him, had never felt the blow of his death, and had never given birth to Don Quixote.

The holy war between humans and demons, marriage and having children did not touch the string in her heart at all, and the string passed by her, and she did not change at all.

She had a child and she could have forgotten about him.

The rest of the people in the red-brick house were taking care of him, and she was the same beautiful woman in the original scattered field in mind and emotion.

Her thoughts and actions have returned to their former ways, but the world of activity has expanded considerably.

In spite of the criticism of Aunt Salty and her friends, she still behaved as she had done before she was married, such as going to banquets, dancing, riding unicorns with soldiers, flirting with each other, and doing everything she had done as a girl, except that she had barely taken off her mourning gown.

She knew that although the matter of taking off her mourning clothes was insignificant, Salted Fish and Weak would not agree. And she was as charming as a widow as she was when she was a girl, and she was happy as long as she did not interfere with her, she was helpful as long as she did not embarrass her, and she was very proud of her appearance and in attracting affection everywhere.

In a place that had been painful just a few weeks ago, she was now happy.

She was glad to have some lovers again, and glad to hear them say that she was still so beautiful, which was the greatest pleasure she could enjoy when Mengjiao had married Weak and was in danger.

But at present, even if you think that Mengjiao already belongs to someone else, it is easier to bear, because he is far away after all.

Fengyun Valley and the Psychic Sanctuary were hundreds of kilometers away, and he sometimes seemed to be hers, as if he was weak.

In the autumn of 1663, the Holy Spirit flew away in a nursing, dancing, riding in a unicorn cart, and rolling in bandages, and it didn't take much time to return to the kiss of Eros and stay a few times.

A stay at Eros Kiss was disappointing, for there were few opportunities to have a quiet long conversation with Mom as one would have liked in the Valley of Storms, nor time to accompany her in needlework, smell the faint scent of the unicorn verbena sachet as she walked, or let her gentle hand caress her cheek.

It seems that she has a lot of worries, her mother has lost weight, and she has been resting since early in the morning, and she will not have to rest until everyone in the Holy Valley Field has fallen asleep, and the demand of the Material Supply and Marketing Department of the Northern Holy Soul Alliance is higher than January, and her task is to try to make the Kiss of Eros Sacred Valley Field desperately produce.

For the first time in many years, Payne couldn't find an overseer to replace Gollum the Bug, and he had to ride his unicorn to the fields every day. (To be continued.) )