"Just sit on the bed, and I'll tell you a big thing!" the flower peacock leaned close to Ye Zongju's ear and whispered, "You must want to know about this matter." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Ye Zongzhu made the gods sit on the bed with her, Ye Zongdu's body sank, and he felt that the peacock's bed was so soft that it would fall below if he was not careful.

The peacock stroked his face and whispered, "You must want to know, why did I save you so skillfully?" The light shined through the window, reflecting the window edge on the peacock's face, like a drunk girl with a bruised face, "Because I was trying to sneak into your bed, but I didn't ...... That's what a coincidence!" she said herself, covering her mouth and chuckling under her breath.

"I already know the real culprit of the murder of Xuan Mingzi, but now is not the time to reveal the truth. Ye Zongju looked at the flower peacock and said curiously, "Tell me about you, you like me so much, do you treat me as a relative?"

The flower peacock lost his smile and asked rhetorically: "Relatives, do you look like relatives?" Ye Zongju was puzzled: "Oh, I'm not a relative like this?"

"Relatives are for profit, kill their parents, humiliate their sister, and then, sell her to the Qinglou in exchange for a little wine money, you say, isn't this more like a relative?" The flower peacock suddenly got up, aimed at Ye Zongdu's face is more than a dozen slaps left and right, only to hit Ye Zongdu's eyes with gold stars, lay down, and listened to her roar, "Which point of you is like my relative, do my relatives have you like you?" In the end, he sat on the ground, staring out the window blankly, the lantern swaying, sad and desolate.

"You're really miserable, don't you want to kill him?"

"Why should I kill him, are you my relative?" The flower peacock never seemed to shed tears, and said word for word, "If I kill him, how can I have relatives in this world?"

Ye Zongju sighed and said, "You choose to forgive him?" He got up and helped the flower peacock up, the flower peacock didn't know how to answer him, he was silent for a long time, and asked rhetorically: "If it were you, what would you do?" Ye Zongju secretly prayed that this kind of thing would not happen to him, patted her shoulder, and smiled easily: "It's also very difficult for me to hide here tomorrow or pretend that nothing happened." ”

"If you go out tomorrow, you won't know what game this Hongling is playing. The flower peacock untied his clothes, lay on his side on the bed, and snored slightly, just as Ye Zongzhu was in the air.

Ye Zongju hurriedly turned his face away, took a deep breath, and continued: "But I don't like to be a coward, what do you say?" The flower peacock didn't hear.

The next day, the morning light was slightly dewed.

Four strangers came up in the "Eight Immortals Village", a seventeen or eighteen-year-old yellow-haired girl, a young man with a folding fan in his hand, a tall and gentle woman and a small-eyed woman with very broad shoulders, one of the yellow-haired girls arrived at the village, and yelled: "Yuan Qingxi, you kid give my aunt and grandmother and I get out!" Before the roar fell, more than a dozen bare-handed middle-aged men jumped out of the buildings on all sides, all of them raised their eyebrows, and surrounded the four of them, one of them said: "Come to the village early in the morning to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, who are you?" ”

"'Call Yuan Qingxi out, my aunt and grandmother want to settle accounts with him!'" The girl said, the long whip in her hand had already been shot, rolled and flicked, this person was unguarded, his body was light, he drew an arc in the air, smashed the wooden railing, and flew into a walkway, just as Ma Lai walked out lazily with a fat belly, sleepily banging into the sky, "Are you blind, or what's wrong?" Ma Lai punched the man's head twice, and the man seemed to be used to being bullied by him on weekdays, and opened his mouth to say: " Ma Ye, it's not that I deliberately want to grab the road with you, but that girl really has two hits. As he spoke, he pointed to the four of them.

Ma Lai saw that he was looking for trouble, he smiled hideously, clenched his fists, shook his muscles, and had the strength of a thousand catties step by step, more than a dozen middle-aged men made way for him, walked in front of the four people, glanced at the person next to him, and said sharply: "These four people, who beat you just now?"

Before the man could answer, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl snapped up, "It's me!" A flick, exploded in Ma Lai's ears, for a while, lightning and thunder, deafening, and then, the wind whistled, rolling up a burst of stones and flying sand, more than a dozen people did not see the beginning, it was over, only to see Ma Lai's round belly like wearing a stone clothes, large and small different stones like stained glue, close to his belly, he shouted, shook violently, the stones fell one after another, forming a small storm, and then look at his belly, where the stone hit, a piece of green, a piece of purple, a few places of red blood trickling, like a big winter melon that has rotted for a year！

Ma Lai was furious, pulled out the big knife from his waist, and slashed straight away, dozens of middle-aged men attacked together, and suddenly rushed forward as if there was a barrier to block, all of them looked down, it was actually a long whip that strangely tied them up at the waist, Ma Lai's big knife was erected, and the backhand was about to cut off the long whip, I didn't want the long whip to be like a python, and the ground was tight, he had a big belly, and he couldn't stand this kind of torture, "Oh" sounded, and he vomited, and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground, with a blank face.

"You came here to find me, why do you always like to move my people, what does this prove, are you very powerful?" Yuan Qingxi appeared in a corner corridor, and soon arrived in front of the four people, and said calmly, "You came here, it seems that you are going to kill me?"

"People like you, is it a pity to kill them?" Xiao Ai's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, his wrist flicked, and the long whip was retracted with a "whoosh", dozens of men lost their balance, staggered, and fell to the ground.

Yuan Qingxi laughed and said, "Okay, good." ”

The prodigal son wind and Du Laobao walked side by side, Du Laobei and Yi Meng strode up to meet him, and Yi Meng said happily: "Aunt Lao Bao, how are you doing?" The three of them shushed for a while.

The prodigal son pointed at Yuan Qingxi and said, "What about Hongling?" Yuan Qingxi didn't have time to answer, Xiao Ai asked again, "What about my brother?"

"Your brother is dead!" Hong Ling walked out of a room, his voice floated in the air, everyone was shocked, Bai Luo's hand shaking the folding fan suddenly paused, stunned, and said with a smile: "Miss Hong Ling is really joking, people like him live so much that the king of Hades can't do anything about him, who here can kill him, how can he die?" After saying that, all the people quietly breathed a sigh of relief, this little "Eight Immortal Village" can kill Ye Zongdu, but I am afraid that no one is there.

"Hongling, you're fine, my father-in-law is relieved, but that kid is really ......" The prodigal son turned from joy to sorrow, and said in a deep voice, "There is no such possibility, it is impossible for the one who came with us yesterday to die so soon." ”

Xiao Ai didn't believe it was true, but her eyes couldn't help but fall, and she stomped her feet and said, "Hong Ling, you stinky woman, what is your intention to curse my brother like this, and he didn't give you anything, why are you?" Bai Luo saw that her eyes were red with anger, and she persuaded: "Don't believe her." ”

Hong Ling chuckled and said, "He killed Xuan Mingzi, why can't he die?"

Du Laobao hurriedly asked: "Girl, you say this, but you have to pay attention to the evidence, the young man surnamed Ye, why did you kill my senior brother, this, it always makes some sense!" Hong Ling looked at her unhappily and said: "I am the evidence, when Xuan Mingzi died, he told me personally that the person who killed him was Ye Zongdu, as for the reason, he didn't have time to say." ”

Xiao Ai suddenly glanced at Yi Meng, smiled, and said to the prodigal son: "Don't you think it's strange that we found this place so quickly?"

Only then did the prodigal son Feng remember that he hadn't had time to inform them, and when he heard her say this, he wondered: "How did you find here?" Xiao Ai said: "Because my brother left a mark along the road!"

The prodigal son said suddenly: "I see. His face changed slightly, and he continued: "This kid is quite smart. ”

Xiao Ai said: "When he left, he asked us to bury Xuan Mingzi carefully, and we did so." Du Laobao remembered the past, his eyes were full of tears, and he said excitedly: "Thank you, good boy, good boy......"

"We are good children, but, no matter how good we are, we can't be as good as Miss Hongling, she can do anything for the sake of her father-in-law!" With a loud bang, a stone table not far away instantly turned into flying dust, Hong Ling dodged and dodged, with two more short swords in his hand, one attacking and one defending, like a phantom, suddenly became three in front of Xiao Ai, virtual and real, not clear at all, helplessly, the long whip swept, shrouded the three phantoms under the long whip, there is always a trick, the strange thing is that these three shadows are like reflected in front of them, void, can not be swept away, the long whip makes all the changes, still useless, suddenly between the three phantoms gathered and scattered, a short sword "whoosh" The ground stabbed in the throat!

Bai Luo's heart "climbed" to the ground, the folding fan in his hand threw out a bend of softness, only to meet the blade, "Qiang"! The two tenacities hit each other, sparks splashed in an instant, white smoke rose suddenly, Xiao Ai took this opportunity, soared into the air, the long whip rolled up a big wave, "snap" hit Hong Ling's chest, Hong Ling didn't have time to dodge, after this whip, the chest placket suddenly bloomed, pieces of residual cloth flew up, revealing a trace of bright red belly pocket, she panicked, Yuan Qingxi suddenly blocked in front of her, and said to Xiao Ai: " I hate people like you the most, I always like to see others make a fool of themselves, but anyone who likes to see others make a fool of themselves is often inferior to others!" A maid in the village brought a piece of clothing, and Hong Ling grabbed it and put it on his body.

Xiao Ai said: "It seems that the two of you have become one, it's really funny, yesterday I vowed to kill you, and today I will become a husband and wife, Hong Ling, this change is too big!" Du Laobao listened, his face was full of fog, and he looked at the prodigal son and said: "What is going on with this girl Hong Ling, she wants to kill Yuan Qingxi for a while, and then she says that Ye Zongdu is the real murderer, what is going on?"

"Du Laobao, do you really want to know who the real murderer is?" Xiao Ai looked at Du Laobao with a smile on his face, Du Laobao was about to answer, suddenly his head was empty, his eyes were black, and he fell down, Yi Meng stood beside Du Laobao, and before he could react, the prodigal son shook his body, and aimed at her back of the heart is a few palms in a row, and Yi Meng's legs were weak and he fell to the ground.

Du Laobei suddenly understood the truth of the matter, a red light flew out of his sleeve, stabbing at the prodigal son, the prodigal son wind waved his sleeve and blocked it, this red light suddenly shattered into tens of millions of pieces, the sparks were dotted, releasing a quiet breath, the prodigal son wind was in respiratory arrest, guessing that the smell was poisonous, Du Laobei stared at him with small eyes, smiled indifferently, thousands of stars were cremated into pieces of petals, like a lightning speed, sweeping and killing, the prodigal son was taken aback, too late to dodge, thousands of petals pierced his skin like a blade, and instantly became a "petal hedgehog".

Du Laobei smiled proudly, at this moment, the prodigal son wind looked at her slyly, she suddenly lost her face, roared, pulled back, at the same time, the prodigal son wind was furious, thousands of petals suddenly shook, like a storm, all the arrows from the string shot back, Du Laobei feet were windy, a few rose and fell on a roof, all the petals were like the wind sweeping leaves, hitting the wall, falling to the ground.