During this period of time when Xiaotu and the protagonist trio walked together, they never gave up observing Leng Qiushui. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's not because Leng Qiushui has intentions for the charm.

- Rather, she always felt that according to the kind of nature of the group of people in the fairy world who regarded themselves as ants and all living beings, how could she see how suspicious it was to let go of the people in the demon world.

Coupled with the fact that they have been together for two years, it is enough for her to see what the character of the hero and heroine is like.

With Changqin's single-minded cultivation and uprightness, Xiaotu really didn't believe that he could use such a vicious and contrary strategy against the way of heaven.

- She looked coldly, this cold autumn water has acted as a link between the demon realm and the heavenly realm for a period of time, and the most stable way for the two worlds to unite is to marry.

From this point of view, Leng Qiushui's good impression of Wei Mei at the beginning didn't even know whether it was true or not.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Xiao Tu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sneer curled into his lips.

- It shouldn't be, she Leng Qiushui actually killed them after she got the spirit treasure.

Leng Qiushui stayed in the valley, and after a while, the black mist covered her figure tightly, and what was even more strange was that these black mist seemed to be restrained by something, and no longer expanded its range.

Xiao Tu looked sideways at Wei Mei and asked very calmly, "What happened down there?"

Wei Mei was slightly stunned, a soft smile subconsciously appeared on his face, he raised his hand and touched Xiaotu's hair, and comforted: "It's not a big deal, it's just a clown who jumps off the beam, you just have to wait with peace of mind." ”

Looking at the tragic situation in the valley below, Changqin looked back at him a little speechlessly, and was amazed at this person's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense.

He opened his mouth again and again, and in the next second, he saw that the ghost's expression suddenly froze, and an extremely indifferent smile appeared on his face.

The eyes of this nine-tailed fox, which have always been charming, are sparkling at this time, and the corners of the eyes and eyebrows look both enchanting to the extreme, as if with a strange coldness.

Matching such a look, Changqin's expression was also solemn, and he said: "Leng Qiushui's purpose is not pure, and that spirit treasure must not fall into her hands." ”

He was showing his attitude towards Wei Mei's sentence "She should be damned".

Seeing that he didn't say anything like "Be forgiving and forgiving" at this time, Wei Mei was obviously very satisfied, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he threw the folding fan in his hand into the void.

The folding fan "brushed" in the air became much larger, and floated steadily in front of the ghost's eyes.

Wei Mei reached out and rubbed Xiaotu's hair again, and then put her upright on the larger folding fan like a child with both hands around Xiaotu's waist.

Witnessing the expression on the face of the charm changed from evil to cautious Changqin in a second: "......"

- But he really learned a lot, and he thought that the nine-tailed fox took out his natal folding fan to fight, but he didn't expect that in the end, it would become a magic weapon for the little girl to stop.

Changqin only felt that he was really unhappy with a depression in his heart, and when he opened his mouth and was about to accuse Wei Mei of not being such a child's play, he saw that the other party's expression switched back again, and looked down with murderous intent in his eyes.

Changqin: "......"

He swallowed back the words that had reached his throat with difficulty, and glanced at the little girl who was sitting on the folding fan with some confusion.

- Fortunately, I'm not the only one who thinks that this charm is like a retard.

As he thought so, he saw a wicked and wild smile on the face of the little girl with picturesque eyebrows and quiet eyes.

The little girl's always supple eyebrows and eyes don't know why, but under the backdrop of this expression, it seems to have a very different temperament.

Changqin usually doesn't know much about women, he just thinks that such a woman showing such a look is really fascinating.

But what is even more fascinating is that after seeing this little girl's smile, the eyes on the face of the charm seem to soften in an instant, and the self-contained atmosphere between the two people renders the air so different.

-- These two people are really very compatible.

In the next second, Changqin, who realized that such an inappropriate idea suddenly appeared in his mind, suddenly turned dark, if it weren't for the current situation, he would definitely be able to hide in the secret realm for hundreds of years in shame.

--It's all because the two people next to him don't seem to have the slightest sense of tension about the imminent battle, which makes him unconsciously follow the imagination.

Changqin resolutely shook off the pot of his distraction, and then raised his sword without saying a word with a righteous and awe-inspiring face, and swept towards Leng Qiushui, who was taking this opportunity to suppress the spirit treasure.

Seeing that Changqin had already made a move, Wei Mei paused for a moment, and decided that it was better not to talk about one-on-one morality at this time, and it was better to take the spirit treasure in her hands first to prevent her from making any moths.

He pondered, and no longer ambiguous, he took out a white jade flute and rushed towards the two people who were already fighting together.

He stopped not far from the two men.

This valley was filled with black mist at this time, and walking in it inexplicably carried some sluggish feeling, as if it took a lot of energy to raise your hands and feet.

- Even the mist was terrifyingly corrosive, and for a moment there was not a single living creature in the valley, and this corrosiveness was evident.

He looked up at the two of them in the battle.

In all fairness, if the pure force value is Changqin, it is indeed the highest among the protagonists' trio, but as a nine-tailed fox, he is not as upright as Changqin when fighting, and his attacks are flexible and changeable, if it is not for hard fighting, Changqin is still a little worse than Wei Mei.

And the heroine Leng Qiushui, not to mention the gap between her physical strength and these two people, just because she has neither the energy that Changqin has to concentrate on cultivation, nor does she have the unique demon physique of Qingqiu Nine-Tails, and her martial arts value is really much worse than these two people.

But at this moment, when Changqin was restrained by this strange black mist, and she herself had no effect at all because she was holding the spirit treasure, one weakened and the other was blessed.

There was only a black broadsword in Changqin's hand, which clearly looked extremely heavy, but when he held it in his hand, even if it was a little difficult because of the mist, he still had a sense of lightness and roundness.

The clouds and water used by his broadsword, and the charm looked at it, and the tip of the sword occasionally slashed, and it could actually bring out a series of dark spatial cracks.