Chapter Twenty-Eight: Your Eyes Can't Deceive People

As soon as he heard her question, his apricot spring eyes rippled slightly, his head tilted slightly, his long eyelashes danced lightly like butterfly wings, and he automatically leaned his white and pink cheeks over - they had all talked about it before, one question and one chirp.

Fortunately, he still understands a little bit of the reserve in human nature, or maybe he understands the changes in Xuan Ying's face, and he is afraid that if he is too angry, the bamboo basket will be empty, so he has to offer a young female face like an egg peeling, instead of a watery lips.

But even so, even if Xuanying doesn't care much about this kind of flesh-to-flesh thing, but being negotiated with such a shameless exchange is still the uncle's endurance, and the aunt's endure.

Fortunately, she is not a person who sticks to small things, even if she is not very comfortable in her heart, she can still rationally choose the best plan to achieve her goal at the moment, instead of giving up in a chic manner.

But if she is uncomfortable, she will not make others too comfortable.

The smoky sunlight reflected on his face glowing with a soft pearl sheen, delicate and soft, white and almost transparent...... Xuan Ying really couldn't see that this face was fake, it was fake as if it was real.

She kissed him at last, her lips as soft as jelly, and gently as floating on the water, like a dragonfly touching the ripples on the water, and dots on his warm skin.

The touch, the smell, the pulse, the temperature, all of them are fake, Xuan Ying's heart is becoming more and more confused, is he not fake, but really dance music?

The pseudo-"dance music" breathed slightly, her body trembled like a dead leaf blown by the autumn wind, and a "cooing" sound came out of her throat, and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

Her black beads were like steel, the cold light was shining, and she looked at the purple-red gum marks of the moon buds on his cheeks with malice, and the face under the bandage showed a strange look of satisfaction: "Can you say it now?" ”

The pseudo-"dance music" has never resisted from beginning to end, or he has always indulged Xuan Ying in what he did to him, his expression was covered with a long crimson color, hazy, as if he had fallen into some kind of sweet dream, touching the bitten cheek with a fingertip as delicate as a tofu, and narrowing his narrow eyes happily and excitedly.

"Hehe~ It's swollen, but ...... I'm so happy, this is the mark of love that Xuan Ying specially left for me, but don't doubt it, I'm your dance music...... At least for now. So, my dear baby, do you want me to go to you to find them? ”

As he spoke, he lifted the silk of the supple shawl, and leaned over his cheeks with anticipation, his smiling eyes were like a crescent moon, and the slightest hint of ambiguity and seductiveness meant that the meaning was self-evident - let her continue to kiss (bite).

Is it "her" dance music?

Xuan Ying drooped her eyelids, too lazy to argue with him about this kind of issue, such an obvious and easy to debunk lie, he could still be so reasonable, she was ashamed of herself.

Seeing that Xuan Ying ignored him, the pseudo-"Wule" hooked her arm with her fingertips, unrelentingly, huh? snorted.

Xuan Ying raised her eyes suddenly, staring at the abominable beautiful face that came up, her eyes were dark, she pouted the corners of her mouth coldly, held his face, tilted her head on tiptoe for height problems, and directly leaned up again and bit hard.

This time, there was no blood.

And, at the same time, choose several different positions to bite, as a buy one get a few free "return".

She decided to make him have a fake face, shameless.

Hehehe~ It seems to know the insidious intentions of Xuanying Dao, but the pseudo-"dance music" doesn't care at all, a burst of magnetic low laughter trembles from his chest, and even actively cooperates with her position, so that she can "mouth" smoothly.

This man...... He just enjoys it.

Seeing him laughing so happily, Xuan Ying paused, then raised her brows deeply, and secretly scolded herself, it turned out that she was unconsciously provoked by this guy's nonsense and caught the trick.

At the same time, she was vigilant in her heart, even if she was especially wary of him in her heart, she still couldn't escape falling into it, which can only be said to be too focused on investigation is also one of the reasons for falling into the trap, presumably he has already noticed it, she ...... It's an opponent.

"Since you said that you are Wule, but Wule has always listened to me the most, then you can't disobey whatever you want you to do!"

Xuan Ying gave up that childish revenge, she regained her restless emotions, stood like a monument, her heart was like a stone, and she eliminated distracting thoughts.

Since he wants to become a "dance music", let her see if he can do a good job as a "dance music".

The pseudo-"dance music" eyes are black and bright, and the water is rippling, and at a glance, I can see Xuan Ying's fully armed demeanor, as if he has put a lock on his heart, I am afraid that it will not be as easy to tease as just now.

He regretted it in his heart, but his face trembled and chuckled a few times, he stretched out his slender white fingers and touched his slightly curled lips, slanted his long eyelashes, and winked at her left eye playfully: "Uh-huh~ That little baby may as well wait and see~"

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The scenery in the valley bottom forest is basically the same, especially this kind of primitive uncut forest, there is no way to find it, coupled with the tree-man stump formation that can confuse people's vision, Xuan Ying can't tell the right way out for a while.

And the pseudo "dance music" followed the back of her buttocks, walking around boringly, he teased the knee-high soft green silk in a variety of ways, seeing that Xuan Ying didn't like to take care of him, his heart was both excited and curious, but also puzzled.

He first encountered ...... A woman who can ignore him, ignore him so thoroughly.

Isn't he beautiful? Isn't he attractive? Does he look so bad?

"Little Baby~"

“……”

As soon as Xuan Ying heard the "ghost crying wolf" behind him, he accelerated his pace expressionlessly.

"Baby~"

“……”

It was useless to shout souls, and Xuan Ying stepped up his pace.

"Baby~" A gust of wind with the scent of lavender blew through Xuanying's nose, her wrist tightened, but seeing that the purple mist crimson clothes had not completely fallen, she was already close to the pseudo-"dance music" beside her, he took her thin white wrist with pity and cherishment, and asked in a strange tone of humming: "Wow~ Little baby, it's really too slow to walk like this, let's still run~"

Xuan Ying turned his head when he heard this, and stared at him with a little displeasure: "Can you break the formation?" ”

"Sa~ Who knows the way?" The pseudo "Wule" hooked her red lips irresponsibly, her eyes turned around like drunken glass droplets, and suddenly pulled her to speed up and run together: "Let's go, anyway, who did I lose, I am not willing to lose the baby you~"

Running in the forest, Xuan Ying also had to speed up with him, as she expected, his light skills were very good, and his body was also very soft, she guessed that even if she increased her speed with all her might, she might not be able to surpass his speed, of course, he was the same, so they were evenly matched.

When they were running, led by Mai Le, he was in front, in addition to the scenery around him, it was the inextricable long hair on the back of his head that danced in the wind and fell on Xuan Ying's face, cold and cold, and scratched the skin and eyelids very itchy, and ran into her mouth, she blinked her eyelashes, pursed her lips, patiently dialed a few times, and then impatiently grabbed a handful, ready to tear it off neatly.

And the pseudo "Wule" turned his head, and when she was embarrassed by the kitten scratching her wool, she laughed even more heartlessly, but in order to prevent her well-maintained hair from being pulled bald by her, he still reached out to help her brush it away.

The birch trees made a rattling sound, the sun had risen overhead, and the green shade of the leaves reflected on the ground, strange and dark. Sunlight peeked in through the gaps in the leaves, drawing countless dazzling highlights on the ground, and he led her through smoothly, the two figures like cheetahs flashing through the forest, fleeting.

"Little baby, how old are you this year?" His voice was shattered by the wind, but he spoke very slowly, with a light tempo, and he was still able to put together a complete sentence.

Xuan Ying can't hear too much wind, and keeping silent is Kim's attitude.

"Look at the baby's body...... Hmm, that counts as thirteen? He knew that if it wasn't necessary to answer, he wouldn't be able to open her mouth, so he twisted the waist of the water snake, as if resentful, and seemed to coax: "If the little baby answers my question, people will be stingy and will tell you some interesting things~"

"Sixteen." As soon as he heard his words, Xuan Ying answered directly.

I didn't answer him because I thought he was noisy, and when I answered him, it was naturally because it was profitable.

"Huh? Sixteen, I really can't see it~ The pair of thief Yingying eyes of the pseudo "Dance Music" deliberately aimed at a slightly protruding part of her, and without waiting for Xuan Ying to change his face, he said again: "Oh, by the way, the man named Hua Qian who is traveling with you is no longer in trouble~ He was the first to think of a way to get out of the tree formation, but he was a little unlucky, and he was arrested by the people who shook the light as soon as he got out of trouble." ”

Xuan Ying then asked, "What about the others?" ”

"Why do you want to be around that notorious jealousy of the Eastern Imperial Kingdom, do you ...... to him Is there some kind of purpose that cannot be said? The pseudo "dance music" does not answer rhetorical questions.

Xuan Ying knew that this was the rule, and when he answered one question at a time, he pondered an answer and said: "I like him, so I will always follow him." ”

"Huh? Little baby, don't lie to others~ I can see it at a glance, your eyes are full of calculation and purpose, that is not the shrewdness and sharpness that an ignorant girl who falls in love should have~ The voice of the pseudo" dance music "is low and hoarse, and the voice is unusually soft with the charm of a slight trill, but at the same time there is a strange sharpness that can see through people's hearts.

Xuan Ying was stunned.

She...... Can it be debunked so easily? Unable to refute it, she lowered her eyelids and was silent for a long time as if she had fallen asleep.

"Aha? Is the baby angry? This really makes Maile feel very sad~ "Pseudo" Maile "took her all the way up, and I don't know when Lu Dao suddenly broke through the dense forest and came to an empty and deep ravine.

It was a severed cliff, the wind was cold, the clothes were fluttering, the shadows of the trees were broken, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks, and turned around, the cold incense cloth brushing her cheeks, bringing a chill to the bones.

"Ah, the end has arrived~ Jealousy and Wule are together, and they have successfully gone out, let me give you a good ride now......"

Suddenly, he was caught off guard and pushed the stunned Xuanying with his palm, and her toes left the ground, like a helpless kite, sent away from the edge of the cliff, hanging in the air below.

Looking at the Xuan Ying who unconsciously swayed his hands and flew his clothes like a winged angel quietly staring at him, he was slightly stunned with a pair of dark and empty eyes, a pair of big eyes like a cat always flashing alert, and soft and full red lips.

She faces the blue mountains and white clouds, the mountains are stacked with green, the figure is slender and slender, her long hair is draped in a vest, gently held by a plain black ribbon, she is dressed in black clothes of the same color, the manuscript is plain and dull, and there is an illusion of light and light through the flowers between the surrounding mountain walls, only to feel that there seems to be a smoke behind her, flying down with the wind, and she is definitely not a person in the world.

The pseudo-"dance music" looked at her in a daze, without blinking for a moment, and his heart was deeply imprinted into this scene, suddenly like a thread wrapped around his heart, pulling tightly, when the thread in his heart was tightened, his hand stretched out involuntarily, his clothes floated up, like a horse of colorful brocade, after the hair was raised, he actually pulled her back again, and then, wrapped in his arms, he chirped very loudly on her slightly upturned head.

"It's so annoying, I'm going to send you back to them in person~ Don't die...... Because, those who survive will have special rewards~"

Xuan Ying's ears rang with his strange voice in a strange tone, and she listened to the wind blowing in her ears, her limbs spread out weakly, and her mind went blank...... It was as if a white light suddenly flashed, and as her body was pushed off the edge of the cliff again, she fell weakly again.

It's the kind of medicine that can confuse people for a short time......

The mountains are as black as ink, and they stand steeply, leaning into deep canyons, as if they are about to fall down.

And the sun, from the top of the mountain, down the deep, upright ravine, poured its intense and peaceful splendor into the valley. It's like arrows of light.

The pseudo-"dance music" stood in the backlight, his expression at this time fell into darkness, waving his arms happily at her to say goodbye, the slender and soft good figure, the soft jade arms like snow lotus, the graceful and round slender jade legs, the fine and smooth calves, with the delicate and silky, delicate and delicate jade ice muscle jade bones......

Sure enough, he wasn't a dancer...... She finally understood something.

Xuan Ying felt that the strength of his limbs gradually recovered, and he turned over like a harrier in the air, and the wide black-sleeved robe flew hunting, and his body suddenly rose high, and he stood on top of a stone carving.

It was a barren and magnificent city, surrounded by a thin layer of cyan gray mist, like a huge feather ornament on a steel helmet, shining a hazy light in the sun, and lush shrubs, everywhere there was a decaying yellowing smell.

This is a forgotten ancient city, time has destroyed its vicissitudes, but it still stands majestically, like an angry King Kong, shrubs and moss represent the traces of the passage of time, it may be very old, but the ancient walls are still strong enough to hold back the enemy and make the city impregnable.

There are hundreds of platforms around the city to watch the enemy, there are horse roads all around, there are countless battlements, and there is even a dry and deep moat outside the city.

Xuan Ying stood on a high place, the wind was blowing, somewhere in the distance was burning with a big fire, the blue smoke, like the fog of the night, flowing, like a veil around her, she was like a black pillar straight, let the wind blow, and raised her eyes to look at the whole magnificent and ancient city.

Undoubtedly, her vision from the top was as wide as it had never been, and it was also conspicuous and eye-catching, and they saw her when she saw them jealous of them in the buildings of the ancient city.

However, Hua Quan is indeed not in it as the pseudo-"dance music" said, was he really captured by the people who shook the snake?

Did they recognize him, or was it for some other reason?

"Xuanying!"

Maile was the first to see her, he had lost his wheelchair due to his leg problems, and he was now being carried by the tallest of the thirteen horsemen, he waved his hand and shouted at the place where she was.

The jealous and slightly narrowed blue pupils widened, and the other thirteen horsemen were shocked, and they took advantage of the situation to look over.

Xuan Ying wanted to get close to them, but suddenly his eyes froze, and he was shocked to see the dangerous picture surging behind them like a tide of black water.

But I saw that the color of the sky was constantly changing, first light gray, gradually to dark gray, and finally it became dark and black.

No, it wasn't the color of the sky that had changed, but a black cloud that swept behind them, a black cloud like an iron block, which covered the earth like a cauldron, and shrouded them like an iron cage!

That's not a black cloud at all, it's ...... A flock of crows, a flock of crows!

"Be careful!"

Xuan Ying kicked her knees and rushed away at an unprecedented speed, but when everyone turned back, she first snatched Wule from the thirteen horsemen and picked them up, then kicked to avoid the rocks between a cliff, and then looked down to see the jealous them in the city, their reaction was very fast, and they quickly hid behind those damaged walls, and the crow storm crushed them, and they were not hurt much at all.

"Wule, you just stay here for the time being, and I'll come back to pick you up when I take care of things." Xuan Ying said to the dance.

Wule's face turned slightly pale, he pursed his red lips, and grabbed her hand: "Don't go, Ziying, this city is full of all kinds of complementary and flawless formations, each of which is very powerful, and now the crow storm is clearly a warning that the people of the Seven Sects of Teng Snake have discovered us and released it!" ”

"Since you're here, there's no reason to turn back." Xuan Ying looked at Wule, the black eyes that could not be reflected in any color were black, she held his hand back, let him tremble lightly in her palm, and said, "Wule, you will help me, right?" ”

Wule was stunned, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said firmly: "I...... Yes. ”

"So now, tell me word for word, who are you helping to do?" Xuan Ying continued to ask.

When Wule heard this, his face changed suddenly, and the trembling under Xuan Ying's palm became more and more obvious, and it gradually became cold.

"Y-What are you talking about? I don't know what to do. ”

"I won't say it......" Xuan Ying leaned close to his earlobe, looking at a certain place faintly: "It doesn't mean that I don't know the way." ”

Wule nervously complained: "Ziying, I won't harm you, you just have to believe this, okay?" ”

Even if you don't want to say that? Xuan Ying was slightly surprised, she thought that he would compromise soon, but the more resolute he was, the more strange she felt, she was running out of time, since he refused to tell the truth, then she probably couldn't let him interfere in the next matter.

"Protect yourself...... Seeing that Yu Zi was about to leave without looking back, Wule looked at the hand that was only torn apart by her, and her lost and dark face was like a rose that bloomed at the best time, but withered and withered at the moment of losing her lover.

But after the last moment, she still paused, turned back to him and said, "I believe in you." ”

Mairaku's whole body shook as if it had been electrified, and then she looked up excitedly.

Does she really believe him?!

Even if he is hiding something very important, even if he has deceived them, deliberately choosing another path to mislead them, even if he ...... put her in danger...... Was she still willing to believe him?

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After Xuan Ying jumped down, he quickly rushed to the side of Jealousy, who was tearing apart the crows, and the wielded Blood Death Scythe was a red light, and it was quickly strangled and killed, and the bright blood dripped down his pale and exquisite cheeks, red lips, and precious and blue eyes, so beautiful and bewitching, beautiful and harmonious.

"Jealous, there is a crow king in the crow flock, capture the thief and capture the king first!" She only had to tell him the most crucial point, and she believed that he would win.

When he heard this, his blue eyes shone brightly, and he carried the bloody death sickle on his back, and he rushed into the black crow flock in spite of everything, and he was enveloped in the blink of an eye.

"Jealousy!"

Xuan Ying looked at his disappearing back in a daze.

When the thirteen horsemen saw this scene, their eyes tightened and shouted: "Lord! ”

Don't he want to die?! Xuan Ying clenched his fists and rode towards the thirteen: "You thirteen people, immediately disperse to the place I designated, Huaiyi - under the wild goose pagoda, Yan Er - the third private house on the left side of the left zhang......

The thirteen horsemen were stunned for a moment, and did not move immediately, because this was the first time that anyone other than the Lord dared to order them.

"Immediately, move! Are you mentally prepared to cry and repent for the first time by holding the mutilated skeleton of your lord?! Her voice was deep and low, like a terrifying black hidden under drowning, approaching inch by inch, devouring them little by little.

The thirteen riders were shocked by Xuan Ying's cursed descriptive voice, and Huai Yi hung his eyelashes and struggled fiercely, and it was the first to move, followed by the second, and the third......

It wasn't until the thirteen horsemen all stood in place according to what she said that Xuan Ying said again: "From now on, you will stand unshakable like this ancient city, try your best to tear it up, and you don't need to show any mercy!" ”

The thirteen horsemen found that as soon as they stood in that particular position, the crows did not know why the road suddenly became commotion, and then they turned around in an orderly manner, and the dense turns scattered into thirteen black belts, rushing towards the thirteen of them.

And Xuan Ying turned around and saw the place where Yan had just rushed in, and the dense black crows that had gathered like overturned black water were gradually thinning, vaguely revealing the outline of his body that was still standing, and Xuan Ying was a little relieved.