Liu Xi glanced at Li Mingyong angrily, and said coldly, "Are you going to die?"

Li Mingyong was choked up, thinking that it was obviously you who asked Lao Tzu to say it, but now that Lao Tzu has said it, you little girl is sarcastic again, what do you mean?

But he just wants to think about it, after all, he still wants to live.

"As the old saying goes, if you don't go into the tiger's den, you can't get a tiger? You want to get the treasure, but you don't want to take risks, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world?" Li Mingyong said with a swallowed voice.

After speaking, he looked at the two cautiously.

Liu Xi bowed his head and was silent, and Qiu Changsheng looked at the sky and groaned.

The two did not give Li Mingyong the slightest reaction, which made Li Mingyong's uneasy mood even more uneasy.

Just when Li Mingyong was at a loss, Liu Xi suddenly looked at him with a serious face, and his sharp eyes made Li Mingyong tremble.

"How do you know?"

Liu Xi was like a spy who had broken into his secret identity, staring at Li Mingyong with extremely dangerous eyes.

Li Mingyong was stunned, and the second monk was puzzled, and wondered, "What do I know?"

What did he say wrong?

Liu Xi took two steps forward, approached Li Mingyong at close range, and lowered his voice: "Still pretending to be stupid! Tell me, how do you know that we want to get the treasure but are not willing to take risks?"

“……”

Is this also called a secret?

Li Mingyong opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a long time, but he found himself speechless.

By the way, isn't this girl having a bad head?

Qiu Changsheng saw that Li Mingyong was in a daze when he was teased by Liu Xi's words, sighed helplessly, and said like adding fuel to the fire: "Cut him, he knows our secrets, and he must kill people." ”

Li Mingyong: "......"

I'm rubbing, can you mutants still do it? Can you be reliable? Do you dare to be serious?

Say cut it at every turn, kill people at every turn, and let Lao Tzu know a little secret before you kill it?

Use this naïve and ridiculous excuse to kill Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is really unconvinced!!

"Looks like no good!"

Liu Xi "sighed", rolled his eyes at Li Mingyong, and turned his head not to look at him.

Li Mingyong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then realized that Liu Xi was joking with him, and it was just a false alarm just now.

The question is...... MMP, this joke is not funny at all.

Liu Xi didn't want to tease Li Mingyong anymore, this uncle made her feel a little bored now, far less interesting than when she saw this cheap uncle for the first time in Li Mingfang's house.

She walked to the center of the living room and waved casually at the coffee table and sofa.

The coffee table and sofa suddenly flew up as if weightless, and when they were about to hit the wall, the coffee table and sofa seemed to be supported by an invisible big hand, and fell lightly on the stall, without even a trace of dust.

She looked at Qiu Changsheng and asked with her eyes if it was safe to be around?

Qiu Changsheng understood what she meant and nodded at her. His consciousness was centered on the house, and within a radius of a kilometer, even an ant was within his perception. He can be sure that there is no surveillance or listening around.

Liu Xi's heart moved, and an inkstone carved from green jade appeared out of thin air in his left hand, which was filled with bright cinnabar.

Li Mingyong was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he saw that Liu Xi's right hand had an extra brush out of thin air.

Liu Xi glanced at him and gave him a look.

Li Mingyong: "Huh?"

Liu Xi said angrily: "What are you doing in a daze, don't you even have a little eyesight? I don't know how to hold the inkstone for me? It's useless, or I'll hand you over to him and let him cut you." ”

"Don't don't, I'm coming, I'm coming. ”

Li Mingyong hurriedly stepped up and took the inkstone from Liu Xi's left hand.

He glanced down at the cinnabar in the inkstone, the color was purple-red, like a flowing elixir and jade liquid, slightly glowing. He sniffed, and smelled an indescribable fragrance on the tip of his nose, and suddenly felt refreshed, a kind of refreshment like a sudden opening of the mouth.

Liu Xi glanced at him, stretched out the brush and slammed it heavily in the inkstone, and the brush suddenly absorbed enough purple-red ink.

She crouched down and began to draw on the stall.

Li Mingyong wanted to remind her that the carpet was very expensive, and thought that her identity should not be chased for compensation, so he simply gave up and honestly watched Liu Xi draw on the stall with brush words.

Liu Xi's speed of painting was extremely fast, and there was no pause or break in the stroke, and it was almost a minute or so later, and the carpet in the middle of the room had been painted with patterns that no one could understand.

Li Mingyong followed behind Liu Xi, because the patterns and lines were dense, although he was very careful, he still inevitably stepped on the red line that Liu Xi had just drawn. He was originally a little worried that Liu Xi would scold him, but Liu Xi didn't care at all.

What made Li Mingyong even more strange was that the lines and patterns were obviously very brightly colored, but after a while, they gradually disappeared, and there was no trace of anyone painting on the carpet with red paint.

However, Li Mingyong has seen too many strange things and strange people during this time, and he already has a calm temperament that is not strange, and he is not surprised by this.

Unlike Liu Xi, who was writing and drawing on the ground, Qiu Changsheng was walking slowly against the wall of the room.

He walked very slowly with his eyes closed, a slender index finger lightly touching the snow-white wall, and occasionally touching the wall with his fingertips, or stomping his foot.

Liu Xi didn't care about Qiu Changsheng, he was painting and writing by himself, and when the brush did not have Zhu Mo, he would quickly put a little heavier on the green jade inkstone held by Li Mingyong, and then immediately began to write and draw.

Even at the time of the ink, the strokes on the stalls are still not broken. When she closes the pen, a string of fine ink falls from the tip of the pen, and when the ink left in the air falls on the carpet, the brush that has been boiled up exactly falls on the carpet.

This strange scene fell in Li Mingyong's eyes, Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng were simply two neurotics. It's just that these two neuropaths are mutants. Maybe it wasn't good when it mutated, and the brains of the two were watts.

Liu Xi's last stroke fell, and the pattern on the entire carpet lit up slightly, and the purple vapor steamed up in an instant.

Qiu Changsheng happened to walk around the corner of the wall, and the last foot completely coincided with the starting point. His footsteps fell, neither light nor heavy, but an invisible force spread silently like the wind.

The purple qi that had just risen suddenly dissipated, and the patterns on the carpet became brighter and brighter, and then dimmed until they could no longer be seen.

Liu Xi stood up, moved his muscles and bones, and then reached out and took back the inkstone that Li Mingyong was holding. The inkstone was clean as if it had been washed, and Liu Xi used up all the cinnabar just right, not a drop is much, and a drop is not a lot.

As soon as her mind moved, the green jade inkstone and brush were withdrawn into the Qiankun ring she was wearing.

Seeing Qiu Changsheng coming from the corner, Liu Xi raised his head and asked, "How long can your formation last?"

Qiu Changsheng didn't speak, and made a gesture towards Liu Xi.

Liu Xi frowned: "Three days?"

Qiu Changsheng smiled, shook his head and said, "Three hours." ”

"So short?" Liu Xi called out in surprise.

Qiu Changsheng paused and said as a reminder: "This is the end of the world, and I am only a minor monk in the foundation building period. ”

"But that's too short. Liu Xi complained.

Qiu Changsheng: "......"

I don't know why, but I always feel that this sounds a little awkward.

Li Mingyong held back a smile, looking at Qiu Changsheng's eyes a little obscenely, and his eyes still beckoned to his lower body from time to time.

Qiu Changsheng obviously felt Li Mingyong's gaze, so he smiled at him slightly, his handsome eyes and snow skin like spring water reflecting pear blossoms.

Li Mingyong: "......"

I don't know why, he always has a premonition that something is wrong. This rabbit is good-looking, and he looks even better when he laughs, but why is it more appropriate for him to describe the other party's smile as miserable?

Soon, Li Mingyong knew that his hunch was not wrong, and his feeling was right.

Qiu Changsheng grabbed Li Mingyong's hand and chuckled, "There is something that I may need your help with, it may be a little painful, but it's okay." Are you willing? If you don't, we're not going to force you. ”

Li Mingyong didn't think about it, and said, "Oh, then I don't want to." ”

Qiu Changsheng's smile remained unchanged, and he said very kindly: "I think you should be thinking about it." ”

Li Mingyong's face turned red for a moment, but it soon faded cleanly, and the hand on his wrist was like a soldering iron, making his soreness and even breathing a luxury.

Liu Xi couldn't stand it anymore, and with a wave of his hand, Qiu Changsheng grabbed Li Mingyong's hand, and said coldly: "It's just a few drops of blood, you are insane." ”

Qiu Changsheng's face froze, he looked at Liu Xi, and then at Li Mingyong, wanting to say something, but finally sighed helplessly and shut up.

Li Mingyong has actually come back to his senses, knowing that the two young men and women in front of him should be the little girl who behaves viciously if he is really good. The young man, who seemed to be amiable and seemed to be very easy to get along with, was full of malice towards him.

Li Mingyong has been in the society for so many years, and he has long developed a pair of sharp eyes. Originally, it was because he was whipped away by Liu Xi as soon as they met, so he subconsciously regarded Liu Xi as a bad person. After such a while, he had already seen that Liu Xi always unconsciously defended him, although Li Mingyong didn't know why.

On the contrary, it was the inexplicable hostility on Qiu Changsheng's body that made Li Mingyong very puzzled. This hostility is not very obvious, but it is always there. If you have to use an analogy, it's probably like the feeling of a normal person going out and stepping on shit......

Li Mingyong felt hurt.

A sharp dagger appeared out of thin air in Liu Xi's right hand, the blade was inward, and it was lightly wiped on the wrist.

Hey, there was no bleeding, it turned out that the skin was not scratched.

Li Mingyong's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. With such a sharp dagger, it can't cut Liu Xi's white and tender wrist?

Liu Xi said disdainfully: "Sure enough, the body in the later stage of foundation building is no longer something that mortal weapons can cut. ”

She casually handed the dagger into Li Mingyong's hand, and her small chin lifted towards his wrist.

Li Mingyong: "......"

Nani!

He was wrong, he shouldn't be so simple, and he shouldn't easily believe that there are good people in this group of mutants.

The two men and women are not good people, they are young, one has sharp and poisonous words, and the other makes fun of him, which is simply shameless.

Liu Xi saw him with his head down, with a depressed expression on his face, and said angrily: "Look at your cowardice, I want you to start the formation with a few drops of blood, what are you wronged?"

Li Mingyong raised his head and said, "If you don't coax, then why don't you use your own." ”

Liu Xi raised Bai Shengsheng's wrist and handed it to Li Mingyong: "You cut, if you cut a little skin, I will bleed." ”

The corner of Li Mingyong's eyes twitched, he had seen with his own eyes that the dagger in his hand had not even scratched the skin of Liu Xi's wrist, of course he knew that the dagger could not help the woman in front of him at all.

He turned his head slightly, and his gaze fell on Qiu Changsheng's face.

Qiu Changsheng spread his hands towards him, and said lightly: "I don't want to, do you have any opinions?"

Li Mingyong: "......"

What opinion can he have, he has nothing.

I can't imagine that I, Li Mingyong, am a dignified man, and it took more than 20 years to break into the name of "mad dog" on the road, when did I bow my head to others?

However, the situation is weaker than others, and no matter how much dissatisfaction and grievances he has, he can only swallow it in his stomach.

A sharp dagger appeared out of thin air in Liu Xi's right hand, the blade was inward, and it was lightly wiped on the wrist.

Hey, there was no bleeding, it turned out that the skin was not scratched.

Li Mingyong's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. With such a sharp dagger, it can't cut Liu Xi's white and tender wrist?

Liu Xi said disdainfully: "Sure enough, the body in the later stage of foundation building is no longer something that mortal weapons can cut. ”

She casually handed the dagger into Li Mingyong's hand, and her small chin lifted towards his wrist.

Li Mingyong: "......"

Nani!

He was wrong, he shouldn't be so simple, and he shouldn't easily believe that there are good people in this group of mutants.

The two men and women are not good people, they are young, one has sharp and poisonous words, and the other makes fun of him, which is simply shameless.

Liu Xi saw him with his head down, with a depressed expression on his face, and said angrily: "Look at your cowardice, I want you to start the formation with a few drops of blood, what are you wronged?"

Li Mingyong raised his head and said, "If you don't coax, then why don't you use your own." ”

Liu Xi raised Bai Shengsheng's wrist and handed it to Li Mingyong: "You cut, if you cut a little skin, I will bleed." ”

The corner of Li Mingyong's eyes twitched, he had seen with his own eyes that the dagger in his hand had not even scratched the skin of Liu Xi's wrist, of course he knew that the dagger could not help the woman in front of him at all.

He turned his head slightly, and his gaze fell on Qiu Changsheng's face.

Qiu Changsheng spread his hands towards him, and said lightly: "I don't want to, do you have any opinions?"

Li Mingyong: "......"

What opinion can he have, he has nothing.

I can't imagine that I, Li Mingyong, am a dignified man, and it took more than 20 years to break into the name of "mad dog" on the road, when did I bow my head to others?

However, the situation is weaker than others, and no matter how much dissatisfaction and grievances he has, he can only swallow it in his stomach.