Xuan Xuan reappeared, ambiguous and cold, and ruthless tricks hit the dust again.

In this fight, the martial arts of the two sides have added the blessing of spells, and once they make a move, they are no longer just fists and feet, and their flesh and skin are injured. The body is not close, and he has already felt that the suspension is cut off, shaking the inner house.

In the midst of the dust and the test, instead of facing a mortal enemy, there is still room for his subordinates. But the woman in the black clothes was unceremoniously pressed repeatedly. Although it does not have the intention of hurting people's souls and true elements, every time the cold attacks, they all rush to the key points of the joints, and they only want to defeat the opponent and move.

After more than ten tricks in this way, Luochen saw that she had no intention of learning, and she didn't allow anyone to breathe for a moment, so she couldn't help but lift her spirits and prepare to be solemn.

After the rain, Changhong, an arc light came out and cut off. Then he made a big bird and flew forward, and made another blow, and fought back towards the woman.

Seeing that she was about to succeed, the woman in the dark clothes turned around and turned around to avoid the sharp qi. When avoiding, the skirt flies, bringing out a circle of neon light. The neon light appeared, the room was full of brilliance, and when it was returned, it was like a goddess weaving and dyeing, and it fell on the skirt and painted it into a rainbow.

Caiqi reappeared.

As soon as it appeared, the coldness went away, and a different breath of spring breeze regenerated.

Ignoring the battle, Caiqi dragged her gaudy dress and flew towards the falling dust that was swooping down from the top of the cave. The posture is graceful, and the delicate voice of the crisp cartilage screams: "It's naughty! Come on, come down!"

Luochen saw her stretching her arms and sleeves, with a posture of wanting to hug, and suddenly a spirit.

I didn't want to tell if there was something hidden in this Caiqi's delicate face, and he took a sharp turn, forcing himself to change his castration and fall to the ground from the other side. And the next move naturally deviated from the track and pounced.

fell to the ground, weighing how to deal with Caiqi, who was completely different from Xuanyi's temperament, but saw that the other party had already changed direction and pounced on him. Luochen hurriedly ran away.

Seeing this, Caiqi paused: "Immortal Jun don't run, I don't eat people." As he spoke, he continued to entangle.

Don't eat people? It's not as easy to deal with the man-eating beast!

Luochen wiped a cold sweat in her heart, but she was a little expecting her to quickly turn back into the cold Xuanyun like frost and snow.

It's a pity that the other party won't follow his mind.

So, one fled with embarrassment, and the other was full of interest and perseverance, and chased after him in a circle in the stone room.

After running for a while, it was not a matter for the dust to go on like this, so he said behind him: "Please also ask the fairy to raise your noble hand, don't tease me anymore, okay?"

"Are you begging for mercy and throwing in the towel?"

Luochen heard that the voice was wrong, and turned his head to look.

The one in black is back.

Xuan Yi returned, and suddenly the danger rose again. As he spoke, his subordinates were already attacking the back of the falling dust.

Although Luochen felt that Caiqi made her head big, and looked forward to her coming back, it was really a bit scary to kill her without saying a word. He avoided a blow and immediately turned around to deal with it.

Needless to say, the next step is naturally another contest of strength.

The dust is bounded by not leaving the cave, and Xuan Yi is thinking of defeating the opponent, and you come and go in the room, and you will not avoid it. With the blessing of spells, the scene is even more intense than before.

As soon as the furnishings were furnished, they were finally poisoned one after another. The lights went out and the candles went out, the night pearls rolled down to the ground, the tables and chairs turned over, the coffee table was shattered, and the Bogu frame was broken into several sections; the copper tripod was turned upside down, the incense burner was separated, and the chess pieces and tea cups were scattered and bloomed.

The Jinping vine was beaten to the point that the flowers and leaves withered, and the bald ones became hanging ropes; the large inserted bottles were shattered into rubble, the calligraphy and paintings became goose feathers and snow, and the couches and meditation beds inlaid with gold and jade completely collapsed. Even the stone walls and cave roofs are followed by countless pits.

The cave was destroyed, but Xuan Jian had not gnawed the hard bone of falling dust, and his face couldn't help but be even colder. Suddenly, he pulled out a short knife and swung it towards the falling dust.

The short knife is out of the sheath, the edge is exposed, and the dust is immediately recited to resist.

Who knows, the short knife is actually a mandarin duck knife with two blades. It seemed that he went to the meeting with a single knife, but when he flew in front of him, he flew separately, one knife was rushing with the magic trick of falling dust, and the other knife was like a dragon winding, turning a few corners, and piercing towards his shoulder socket.

Luochen had already reacted in time, and with a flick of his backhand, he reversed the trend of the flying blade, but he still made the sharp qi rub his shoulder, and he suddenly broke the skin and saw blood.

"Oops, you're so ruthless!"

I don't know what the law of this transformation is, and in the middle of the battle, I heard the sound of coquettishness. Xuan Yi galloped and attacked again, intending to mend the knife, and ran halfway, but turned into Caiqi again. Holding a square handkerchief, he took the opportunity to bandage the wound of the falling dust.

"Get out!"

When the person approached, he didn't have time to get started, but he became a mystery again, and he slapped his chest according to the sudden dust.

"It's a good woman, it's as rude as a man, be careful that you can't get married!"

"Get out!"

"Beware of acne. "Caiqi.

"I said—get out!"

"Get out of here, I'll see. "Caiqi.

"......" Xuan Yan didn't make a sound this time, and directly turned his wrist to recall the mandarin duck knife, preparing to attack the dust again.

Bang dang!

Halfway through, the knife fell to the ground. Caiqi is out again.

Luochen ate that palm and it was fine, but he was so troubled by the other party that he forgot to get up. stared straight at the two of them competing with each other for the opportunity to appear.

Ding Ling was stunned, the knife rose and fell, the two faces changed several times, and finally a shape and a shadow appeared in front of him at the same time. But for who is false and who is real, who is the main form and who is the shadow, he cares about it.

After arguing for a long time, Caiqi finally lost to Xuan Xuan's strength and led the phantom. Then he twisted his lips, pulled away from her body, and walked to Luochen with Linglong Gonghou in his arms.

Looking at his wounds, his eyebrows frowned and showed a distressed look, and said, "Xianjun, I'm afraid I can't help you bandage your wounds right now......" Squinted at Xuanyi, and snorted, "I'll cheer you up, you and clean up this vicious woman!"

As she spoke, she hugged Konghou and stepped aside to make room for the two, while she herself took on the errand of the cheerleading team outside the field.

Zhang Gaoqiu lightly touched with his bare hands, and the empty mountains and clouds did not think about flowing. The phoenix rushed to perch on the sycamore, and the proud dragon also abandoned Kunshan to travel.

The sound of Konghou started, and the purple emperor moved, and Caiqi, who was delicate and pestering before, suddenly became calm and introverted, showing a demure temperament that was more suitable for her appearance. The figure is illusory, like a dream, ethereal like a fairy.

Without Caiqi making trouble, Xuan Yi successfully recalled the mandarin duck short knife. As soon as the knife came into his hand, it immediately shot straight into the dust with the magic trick.

The cold light flashed in the corner of his eyes, and the dust fell alertly, and he bounced up on the ground.

Then the two fought again.

The sound of the gonghou, at first heard softly, the two of them were driven by the strings, flying up and down, also like flowing water, and then followed by the string sound, gradually to be strong and fast, and it was difficult to separate.

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