The villa is built according to the mountain, and the houses are scattered, and nine times out of ten are covered by green trees, revealing only the elegant and atmospheric water chestnut.

The gate of the villa is brilliant, inlaid with gold and carved jade, and the luxury is incomparable, and at a glance it is known that it is a rich and noble home that is extremely rich and luxurious.

Although Yao Liangyu and Ling Xiao have lived for nearly a thousand years, they only know how many worlds they have seen in the past years hiding in the deep mountains and valleys, guarding the blood tomb of 10,000 years and killing zombies.

At this moment, they were stunned by the luxurious building in front of them...

I've never seen the world's dirt buns!

In front of the gate of the glorious mountain villa, there is not a single guard, is this owner of the villa not afraid that a thief will secretly take the gold and jade on the door?

Ziying's eyes showed a suspicious look, and her eyes were fixed on the gold paint on the door and the four big gold characters on the plaque: Jubao Villa.

"Jubao..."Ziying secretly had a bad idea...

It's getting late, you can't be stupid and look at the door of people and be stunned, it's important to find a stay.

Song Xiaoliang said to everyone: "My kung fu at killing zombies is not as good as yours, but dealing with living people is my strength!" Let me use my unique charm to help you find a place to stay! ”

"I'm sure you have what it takes, go ahead." As far as Song Xiaoliang's three-inch tongue is concerned, he says that the dead are alive! Ling Xiao believed in him very much, so Song Xiaoliang had been out of the past two months for the night stay and other social matters!

Before leaving, Song Xiaoliang stretched out his hand to hook off Ziying's line of sight, and said, "I can't tell the truth from a distance, I'll tell you when I go to find out." ”

"This is the door of wealth, how can you trust your master with your scoundrel appearance? Let me do it anyway! Don't think that I can only kill zombies, I have the ability to deal with people! Look! Ziying coveted those gold paints, and just wanted to run over immediately to check the authenticity!

She used to be noble, money was like dung, but now under the influence of Song Xiaoliang, she thinks that money is a good thing! Sometimes it really fucking works, like buying her favorite dumplings!

"Okay, here you go, remember a little bit, keep smiling." Song Xiaoliang put on a model of etiquette, Ziying just wanted to slap him when she saw it, it was not a smile, it was flattery!

Ziying doesn't learn from him!

Ziying's eyes only stared at the four golden characters of "Jubao Villa", and after a few steps, she walked to the door, buckled the door and asked, "Is anyone at home?" ”

She asked a few times, but it was quiet, and no one answered her at all.

"Strange, am I not loud enough?" Ziying raised her voice even higher, "Excuse me, is anyone at home?" ”

This time, there's finally a bit of movement inside...

Upon closer inspection, it seems that a carriage is speeding towards the gate...

A few seconds later, the door opened, and sure enough, it was a luxurious carriage, and it was an elongated carriage carried by two horses!

The coachman was an old man with a straight back, and an inexplicable sneer appeared on his face full of scum...

"Excuse me..."Ziying wanted to go up and ask about the situation, but the carriage sped away and ignored her at all.

The curtain of the car was raised in the wind, revealing half of her delicate face, which was the face of a beautiful woman! She lowered her eyebrows and bit her lip, her slender hands clenched the placket of her clothes, and her expression was a little frustrated, lost and ashamed. Faintly visible tears in her eyes, like pear blossoms with rain, it is very good-looking.

Ziying had caught a glimpse of the woman's fleeting face, and thought, "Why did such a beautiful girl leave in a hurry so sad?" Is it running away from home? ”

As soon as she thought of this, Ziying wanted to follow up and meddle with her business, and by the way, she asked about the situation of this mountain villa.

Ziying just raised her head and met the coachman's gaze back...

The strange sneer on the coachman's face never diminished by half, his gaze was as cold as the moon in the mountains, Ziying really didn't like this kind of cold eyes.

No matter what, it's the first time they've met, there is no injustice or hatred, and Ziying is not bad, why does this old man of the coachman stare at her with such cold eyes?

There are many weirdos in the world! Ziying didn't bother to chase the carriage, and didn't want to look at the coachman's inexplicable eyes.

Song Xiaoliang ran to Ziying with a smile, looked at the indifferent departing carriage and the reclosed gate of the villa, and said, "You seem to have failed?" ”

"Humph!" Ziying also felt faceless, this perverted villa, no one cared about shouting throat, finally opened the door, and ran out of an indifferent and fast carriage!

It's so impersonal!

The carriage had long since disappeared from Mo.

Yao Yunhu looked suspiciously at the direction in which the carriage was leaving, and suddenly lost his color, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead...

The sky is about to darken, the evening breeze is getting cooler, and he shouldn't be sweating, Yao Yun is actually sweating like rain, and he looks frightened...

When Ling Xiao saw her expression, he asked her with concern: "Madame is not feeling well?" ”

"I..." The horror in Yao Yun's eyes was unabated, and he seemed to be entangled in something unspeakable...

After a pause for a few seconds, she suddenly screamed: "No, he's coming, I don't want to die!" ”

Everyone was stunned, why was she so panicked? Even if there is danger, everyone will protect her, what is she afraid of? Who is the "he" in her mouth?

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Ziying ran over, and before she could touch her mother's hand, Yao Yun glared at her hatefully, as if Ziying was her enemy!

Yao Yun's face was hideous, and he glared at Ziying hatefully, his eyes were full of hatred and unwillingness, how could there be any mother's love!

Ziying was stunned, innocently facing her mother's hateful eyes, thinking about what she was wrong with and why her mother hated her so much.

"Mother..."Ziying called softly, trying to regain her mother's loving eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

After a complex and intense ideological struggle, the hatred in Yao Yun's eyes faded. She stroked Ziying's cheek and sighed slightly: "Thank you for telling me about the Immortal Technique, our resentment will be written off, goodbye!" ”

After Yao Yun finished speaking, he performed the best light skills and left, and the monk who was like Ziying was confused: "Mother, what's wrong with you?" Where are you going? ”

"Yao Ziying, if you want to know your mother's whereabouts, go ask Mu Shaotian!" Yao Yun's voice suddenly turned into Yao Ziyun's cold voice, and he completely disappeared after speaking.

Only a human skin and mask slowly fall...

Ziying caught the human skin and mask, and her thoughts were instantly messy...

It turned out that the mother who had been with her for two months was Yao Ziyun pretending! Yao Ziyun pretending to be her mother is nothing more than to deceive the Lu clan's kung fu and longevity, so where is the real mother now? Yao Ziyun's last sentence "If you want to know the whereabouts of your mother, go and ask Mu Shaotian!" ”

Could it be that Mu Shaotian took his mother away? Why did he take his mother away?

Ziying's thoughts were completely messy, and she couldn't figure out if her mother had fallen into Mu Shaotian's hands. If so, for what? Is it to blackmail her, or to take revenge on her? If not, where is Mother now, and is she well?

"It turns out that your mother's light skills are so good! What the hell was going on, and why did she leave so suddenly? Everyone was surprised, they really couldn't imagine that Yao Yun had been hiding it all the time!

"Transfiguration..."Ziying crumpled the human skin and mask into a ball and threw it out angrily, her eyes almost spewing anger: "We have all been deceived by the disfigurement technique!" She's not my mother, she's Yao Ziyun! Abominable Transfiguration! ”

Yes? Yes? Yes?

Everyone was amazed. Song Xiaoliang secretly praised that there are such clever disguise techniques in the world, he can pretend to be whoever he wants, it's so good, he also wants to learn!

"This is the Kingdom of the Mighty Gods, everyone knows how to disguise, it's normal for you to be deceived! If you get angry because of this, you will hurt yourself! "I don't know where to come out of nowhere, the long-bearded fortune teller with a face like a crown of jade, a thick smile, and a savior who is willing to solve problems for others.

He walked in front of everyone, smiled, and said uninvitedly: "Meet in Pingshui, let Lao Dao count a hexagram for you for free..."

His gaze turned, and his gaze fell on Song Xiaoliang.

The Dao Chang looked at Song Xiaoliang for three seconds, and then said with a smile: "This little brother Yin Tang is black, and there will be a bloody disaster in less than three days!" ”

As soon as Song Xiaoliang heard that it was not a good word, he also learned enough to look at the Dao Chief's expression for three seconds, and then sneered: "In my opinion, the Dao Elder will have a bloody disaster in less than a moment!" ”

"The little brother is angry, I don't believe it." The Taoist chief laughed and turned his gaze to Ziying...

Song Xiaoliang saw that the Dao Chief's eyes were staring at Zi Ying with blazing eyes, and he immediately became angry, and then smashed a punch into the Dao Chief's face: "The Dao Chief's Blood Light Disaster has been fulfilled!" ”

"You..." was unexpectedly smashed by Song Xiaoliang's scoundrel fist, and the Taoist chief's face was immediately colored, and he hid his face and retreated: "Ignorant child, the old Taoist is not as knowledgeable as you!" Hmph, I'm looking for the owner of the villa! ”

This good way was punched by someone, and he didn't hold grudges, and his magnitude made Ziying and others on the side deeply admire.

Ziying glanced at Song Xiaoliang and blamed him for being too rude. Song Xiaoliang shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be innocent: "He talks nonsense, he should be taught a lesson!" ”

He wouldn't tell Ziying that he beat the Daoist because there was a strange ambiguity in the Daoist's eyes, no, it should be a coveted color! Although Song Xiaoliang didn't want to take Ziying for himself, he didn't allow a stranger to look at Ziying with such impure eyes! That would be a blasphemy against the goddess in his mind!

"You can choose not to believe it, but it's not right to sell and beat people! Go and apologize to the chief! Ziying put on Song Xiaoliang's collar and posed as an old lady educating an inferior son.

Song Xiaoliang was helpless, and she had already carried him to the Taoist...

"You don't have to apologize, just blame the old man for being talkative!" The Taoist chief rubbed the pain on his cheeks, and walked towards the gate of the villa.

"This chief is so arrogant, he is not happy to apologize to him! It's all beaten, it's a big deal to lose some medicinal materials! After Song Xiaoliang muttered, he took out a silver ingot on his body and caught up with the Taoist...

"I am not only a fortune teller, but also a Lang Zhong who walks the rivers and lakes, I am not rare in your little money!" Knowing that Ziying didn't follow, the Taoist chief coldly pulled Song Xiaoliang closer: "I'm kind enough to tell you something, whether you believe it or not, that girl is poisoned!" Unless she finds my mentor Wen Xiaotian, she will be so weak that she won't even be able to pinch a little worm to death! I'm done talking, farewell! ”

"Ziying! Come on! Don't let him run! After listening to the Daoist's words, Song Xiaoliang grabbed the Daoist's hand tightly and shouted, as if he was catching a thief!

The Taoist chief didn't show anger, he still smiled, admiring Song Xiaoliang's monkey play.

"Song Xiaoliang, you are so rude! Let go of the Daoist! Ziying ran over and clicked on a certain acupoint on Song Xiaoliang's wrist, and Song Xiaoliang immediately let go of his hand...

"Ziying's acupoint kung fu is really amazing, my hands hurt so much." said that he was tired as soon as he worked hard, and Song Xiaoliang's verification showed that this Taoist chief was really talking nonsense, and he was neurotic!

Song Xiaoliang turned his head to glare at the Taoist chief and scolded: "Old liar! You didn't say she was poisoned..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ziying sitting on the ground...

"Xiaoliang, I don't have any strength... What's wrong with me? "Ziying sat softly, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

She couldn't figure out why she suddenly became a 'wasted person' when she was still alive just now?

"Ziying, what's wrong with you?"

"The queen is so good, why is she poisoned? Who's the poisoner? ”

Yao Liangyu and Ling Xiao saw Ziying's soft arrival, and they both rushed over as soon as possible. Ling Xiao checked it and confirmed that Ziying had been hit by an extremely rare "Transformation Palm"!

It is rumored that the transformation of the Gong Mianzhang is the unique kung fu of a monk immortal in the South China Sea. This kung fu is extremely weird, and it can silently make any martial arts master lose his internal strength and become a soft waste, at the mercy of others!

The original intention of the immortal to study this kung fu was to defend against the infestation of evil beasts in the South China Sea, such as sharks. Because Nanhai Xian Weng has lived on an isolated island in the South China Sea all his life, his kung fu has never spread to the mainland, and the only person who adheres to his kung fu is his close apprentice - Yao Ziyun.

Although Ziying had drunk Mu Shaotian's special decoction, it was not a real poison. It can't hurt your life, it doesn't hurt your body, it just makes people lose their strength and are at the mercy of others for half a year, so the effect of the decoction can't be played.

Obviously, Ziying's 'poison' was given by Yao Ziyun, from Yao Ziyun's gentle touch before leaving!

Yao Ziyun had not practiced Huagong Mianzhang before, but after receiving the help of the Lu Clan's internal martial arts in the past two months, she practiced her master's unique kung fu.

The hateful woman doesn't let her twin sister feel better before leaving! Ziying was the first person she injured after she practiced the Transforming Palm!

"Queen, I'm sorry, I can't detoxify you..."Although Ling Xiao has the art of resurrecting the dead, she can't do anything about this 'poison'.

"Hey! It's your turn to speak! You just said that if you find someone, you can cure this poison? Song Xiaoliang grabbed the Taoist chief's hand and pulled the Taoist chief in front of Ziying: "Ziying, don't be afraid, this guy's master is called Wen or something, he is a miracle doctor, you will be fine if you find his master." ”

"Dao Chief, who is your master? Where is he? Ziying raised her head weakly, and asked weakly.

The Taoist chief shook his head, broke free from Song Xiaoliang's shackles, and sighed slightly: "My master is uncertain, his old man is a dragon and can't see the end, I really don't know where he is." ”

"You old way! How do you answer half of the questions and why don't you answer the other half of the questions? What is your master's name? Song Xiaoliang wanted to grab the Daoist's hand again and question, but the Daoist was smart, so he didn't let him catch it this time.

"You can't find it! His old man's surname is Wen, and his name is Xiaotian! The Taoist slowly squeezed out every word. As a disciple of the Divine Doctor, he was very proud.

"Wen Xiaotian?"

"Wen Xiaotian!!"

"Is it the Wen Xiaotian we are looking for?" The crowd screamed in unison.

"Sister Xiao, quickly sense Wen Xiaotian's location, maybe his master is the member of the Lu clan we are looking for!" Song Xiaoliang is the most excited and eager. If you find Wen Xiaotian, you can make Ziying return to normal and continue to fight with him vigorously, so he is the one who is most eager to find Wen Xiaotian!

Ling Xiao immediately took out the Prophetic Stone, but Ziying had no skill at all, and he couldn't sense Wen Xiaotian's position at all.

Song Xiaoliang had long wanted to steal the Prophetic Stone to play, but he didn't have a chance to start. Ziying didn't even have the strength to hold the Prophetic Stone, and the thing had already slipped to the ground. Song Xiaoliang picked up the prophetic stone, spat at it with disdain and scolded: "Rotten stone, I thought you were amazing!" It's not fun at all! ”

Such a sacred thing was spat on by him, and this act had aroused Ling Xiao's anger!

Ling Xiao roared: "Don't desecrate holy relics!" I don't care about you! He stretched out his slender fingers and clasped the prophetic stone in Song Xiaoliang's palm...

It was at this moment that the Prophetic Stone glowed, and the purple brilliant light shone brightly...

"Ha, there's a reaction! My saliva works! Song Xiaoliang felt strange and wanted to spit again, but his stomach was suddenly poured into something, and his abdomen bulged, and the more he swelled, the bigger it became...

"It's bursting, my stomach is bursting!" Song Xiaoliang screamed in horror, pressing his swollen stomach with one hand, and trying to shake off the prophetic stone in his hand with the other, but the prophetic stone firmly stuck to the palm of his hand, and also stuck to Ling Xiao's hand...

"Wonder, wonder! This stone is an absolute treasure! With this treasure, you can enter the Treasure Villa to participate in the treasure appreciation meeting! My master is interested in the treasures of the world, maybe you can meet him at the treasure appreciation conference! The Taoist chief held an onlooker attitude, admiring Song Xiaoliang's growing belly.

"The Prophetic Stone has found a new member of the Lu Clan! Don't be afraid, according to my method, put the qi into the dantian! "Ling Xiao calmly responds to emergencies, unlike Song Xiaoliang who calls death and life!

Song Xiaoliang followed the method Ling Xiao said, put the strange qi in his stomach into the dantian, and finally ended it with a long stinky fart!

The stomach is finally back to normal! Song Xiaoliang was shocked, he shook off the prophetic stone fiercely, and scolded: "Evil things! Bah! ”

"Xiao Liang, you have the mosquito marks of the Lu clan on your forehead..."Ziying exclaimed, but her strength was too weak, and her exclamation voice was also weak.

Ling Xiao looked at Song Xiaoliang happily and said solemnly, "Welcome to join the Lu Clan!" ”

"No, I have a red mosquito on my forehead! I hate mosquitoes the most! It's ugly! Song Xiaoliang escaped from a mini bronze mirror and said reluctantly: "I am a handsome little brother, and there is an extra red flower on my forehead, which affects my image too much!" Phew, wipe it off! ”

He spit out several handfuls of saliva and couldn't wipe off the mosquito marks on his forehead, so he had to give up and said, "Pull me into the Lu clan for no reason, at least there is a newcomer gift to give you, right?" Sister Xiao, you are an elder, what gift do you want to give me? ”

Ling Xiao glanced at Ziying, who winked knowingly, as if agreeing.

"Oh, I know that you have long coveted the Prophetic Stone, so I will give it to you as a newcomer gift!" Ling Xiao handed the Prophetic Stone into Song Xiaoliang's hands and said, "The Queen asked you to take good care of it, you have been promoted to an elder!" ”

Song Xiaoliang was a little disdainful, and wanted to ask for other gifts, at this time, the prophetic stone in his hand shone again, revealing a figure: a graceful and graceful boy cranked a paper fan, and the other hand held two crystal clear balls, he stood on the top of the cliff in the wind, smiling at the scenery under the cliff.

This picture is not only Ziying and the elders of the Lu clan, but even Yao Liangyu and Dao Chief, who are not elders, have seen this picture.

"It's not... My mentor? The Taoist Chief's face was overjoyed, and he immediately respectfully gestured towards the picture displayed by the Prophetic Stone.

"You have a beard, and your master is so young? Are you sure you don't have yourself and aren't old-eyed? Song Xiaoliang looked at the characters shown in the painting, and really envied his handsomeness and grace, and even more envied the gems in his hands! That's a lot of money!

"It's Wen Xiaotian..."Ziying looked at the figure in the painting, this person was exactly the same as Wen Xiaotian who Mu Shaotian was pretending to be, looking at Wen Xiaotian's appearance, Ziying's heart suddenly had an inexplicable throbbing...

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