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The green onion smiled charmingly, and patted the horse to meet her, "Bell! Clang! Clang! The ground only took a few tricks from the leopard guards and sold a flaw, grabbed the reins of the horse hard, turned around and shouted: "Drive!" Leaving behind the blue-faced old man and her stepfather, she rushed out of the gate with one person and one horse.

The leopard was overjoyed when he saw that he was invincible! Leap quickly pursued the victory. Behind him, Tu'er shouted hoarsely: "Leopard guard, big brother leopard, come back!" Beware of deception, come back quickly..."

Although Tu'er felt that the leopard guards were going to be more auspicious, the opportunity for them to break through was coming. Tu'er said in a low voice: "Little raccoon, you hurry up and call the fat girl, I want to drag this old man, you go quickly!"

"No! It's too dangerous for you to leave you, I won't give you a damn of it, I won't agree! "Little raccoon, be obedient, this is the only way, go quickly!"

"Hey! Mallet baby, are you laying out your escape plan? Hey, hey, hey! Silly boy, it's useless, hurry up and call the little jade pig out and follow me, and everyone will be fine. ”

"Just count your spirit, old man talking nonsense! I'm asking the little raccoon to tell the little one, you know? A lot of old men, their temperament is still so anxious! Tu'er sneered at each other, leaving no room for anything.

Zeng Yuanwai "hehe" laughed dryly, anyway, these stinky boys will never be able to escape from the palm of his hand, and it doesn't matter if he says a few presumptuous and ugly words. What kind of face, cheek, these are not his own, whatever.

Soon, the fat girl came out with a burden and followed the little fox with a nannan, and she was followed by two maids.

When Zeng Yuanwai saw it, he said angrily: "Stick mallet baby! You... This... What's going on? That little—" Tu'er took a step forward and beckoned, "Come!" Old man Zeng, let me tell you this..."Tu'er saw the opportunity, and took advantage of Zeng Yuan's lack of attention, and slammed into his big belly: "Little raccoon!" Pull the fat girl and run! ”

The little raccoon didn't want to run away by himself like this, so he shouted helplessly: "Tu'er, yourself... Watch out! He dragged the chubby girl who didn't know what to do and ran towards the door.

The family members brought by Zeng Yuan were defenseless, and when they reacted, they could only watch them slip out of the door. Zeng Yuanwai, who was hit by Tu'er and hit the ground with "bar", was so angry that he screamed, but he quickly came back to his senses.

I saw him get up and sit up, and gently blew his lips towards the two soldiers running behind, and a thick cyan mist with a strange fragrance immediately covered the two of them. Pity the two innocent soldiers, they didn't even have time to snort, and they fell straight to the ground, out of breath.

Tu'er didn't care about the panic, and took advantage of this gap to plunge into the ** land and escaped. Zeng Yuanwai stood up, dusted off the ashes on his body, stomped his feet in anger, and muttered curses in his mouth.

From time to time, the green onion riding on the tall horse looked back at her pursuers, and she did not hesitate to cooperate with the leopard guards' gradual slowdown. There was always a sinister smile on her small, seductive lips.

The leopard chasing her was indignant and furious. He chased after him with his sword, and he couldn't wait to cut the bewitching woman under his horse with a single sword.

After a while, the leopard obediently followed Qing'er to the foot of the mountain where she and Chi Lianzi had killed thousands of innocent creatures.

Qing Er turned over and dismounted, looking at the exhausted and panting leopard that was chasing after her, and her charming smile became more and more charming and vicious.

When she saw that the handsome leopard was close at hand, she scratched her head and teased: "I said you are such a beautiful man, are you lacking brains!" Obediently, you really shouldn't be nosy, for those little hairy children who can't fight with you and cost their young and precious lives, it's a pity! However, your death at the hands of my green onion today is also considered your blessing, and you should have nothing to regret. ”

When the leopard heard this, he was furious and was about to have a seizure, but his heart ached faintly. He wanted to take a step forward, and immediately turned out this extremely presumptuous and outspoken goblin.

However, the leopard's self-feeling was not very good, he was pale and a little staggered and unsteady on his feet, and he tried to calm himself down. But the blurred green onion in front of him surprised himself.

Bad! The leopard knew in his heart that if he fought with that beautiful poisonous thing at this time, he would definitely die. However, there is no fear of the death of a manly husband! It's a pity that he can no longer see Li'er, the woman he has been thinking about and missing all the time, and has avoided him for thousands of years.

The leopard snorted heavily, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and the hand holding the long sword was trembling slightly, and the hilt of the sword was already soaked with sweat. The leopard ordered himself to stand firm and never fall!

At this time, the sweaty leopard felt a chill on his back, and he muttered silently in his heart: "Li'er, my Li'er, farewell!" He gritted his teeth and jumped forward and pounced towards the green onion.

Qing Er was surprised how the beautiful man in front of her, who had been frantic just now, could be so quiet at this moment. Suddenly, seeing the leopard with a strange expression and a hideous face, he no longer dared to speak, and turned around and ran towards the mist-shrouded mountain.

The leopard struggled to catch up, and he knew in his heart that this fight was their decisive battle to the death, either you lived or died, and the net was broken. The leopard guards were ready to die together.

But it was said that Tu'er wasted no time in slamming it towards the hard ground like a stone, although he had a headache and couldn't help but scream. After all, it was still managed to get into the land that made the youkai helpless.

Tu'er endured the pain and scurried through the gloomy and suffocating soil, and he quickly lost his way.

Time is disappearing minute by minute, and oxygen is running out silently. Tu'er understood that at this moment, he had fled back to the Tiger Immortal's deep mansion compound, and in the face of the blue-faced old man who had to catch him, he had to poke his head out immediately.

Tu'er didn't want to be suffocated in the dirt yet. He arched upwards with all his might, and with a "bang", the cold liquid covered his head and face. Tu'er has a mouth, whether you like it or not, and the liquid will pour directly into your mouth... It should be water!

Tu'er was terrified in his heart, and he couldn't think about it too much, so he could only push up with all his might, and finally poked out his groggy and oxygen-deficient head. Tu'er opened his mouth wide and inhaled the fresh air.

After a pause, Tu'er looked around blankly. It turned out that I was in a crystal clear stream. The water was not deep, but it was very turbulent, and although half of his body was exposed to the water, his legs were pulled by the current, and he couldn't stand a little swaying.

Tu'er shook his head to wipe the water droplets from his face, and waded step by step to the shore with great difficulty. Then he fell on his back, his eyes closed, and he didn't move.

The warm sunlight shone on Tu'er's body, and he gradually eased up.

Tu'er slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the clear blue sky, the sun was a little dazzling. And the wet clothes on his body were still clinging to his skin, making him feel uncomfortable and particularly uncomfortable. In my heart, there is lingering sadness and frustration.

He sat up and stared indifferently at the rushing stream ahead. Thinking about where you are now, what is happening to your friends at the moment?

Suddenly, a pink object came into his sight, and it happened to be stuck between a pile of rocks not far from the shore. Tu'er subconsciously glanced at it again, because he was really familiar with this color.

The earth screamed nervously, and then waded into the water without hesitation. He gritted his teeth and tugged hard, and with great effort, he finally brought the pink-clad man ashore alone, who was coughing and panting violently.

Tu'er let out a long deep breath, and then Dingqing went to see the sailor who was rescued ashore, but it turned out to be the maid of the Tiger Mansion, Miss Qiuyue.

At this time, she was lying on the ground with blue lips and white face, and locks of wet black hair were messily attached to her forehead or cheeks.

She hugged her shoulders, looked at Tu'er blankly, her lips kept trembling, and her whole body trembled as if she couldn't speak, just sobbing in a low voice.

As soon as Tu'er saw that it was her, because she was worried about the safety of the little jade pig, she squatted in front of her and asked eagerly: "Qiuyue, Sister Qiuyue, take a good look at me, I'm Tu'er!" Xiao Yu'er, what's wrong with her? What about her people? In what place? Tell me quickly! … Oops, I'm dying. ”

"It's dead, it's all dead! All dead! Qiu Yue's eyes widened in horror, and her mouth kept repeating this sentence. A wisp of bright red blood slowly trickled down the corner of her mouth and dripped gently onto her chest.

Tu'er panicked when she heard this: "All dead? Who died? Who died, exactly? Where the hell is Xiao Yu'er? Say it... Woo... Woo..."

Tu'er asked, he couldn't help crying, he sniffed: "What should I do!" What should I do? Wow..."

At the foot of the picturesque mountains and forests, and the babbling streams, there are two people facing each other: one suppresses himself and sobs quietly; The other vented his grief and fear to the fullest, and he was crying "wow".

The sky was clear and cloudless, and the mountain wind was blowing. The scorching sun soon scorched the two men by the stream, their lips and mouths dry, and their limbs sore. Tu'er, who was already a little dizzy, was already hoarse and sluggish, and suddenly fell to the ground and passed out.

"A Strange Journey"