Chapter 117: Falling Lake

When the bright moonlight flowed on the dark blue blade of the night, Su Ling hesitated for a moment. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I worked so hard to get out of the mountains, why, I was pitted, I was pitted, I was pitted, did I retreat because I was hung upside down in the bamboo forest tonight?!

The sourness in her eyes turned to pain.

Su Ling, Su Ling.

Your life can be in your hands, but your hands and feet are tied, but what about your heart? What about the stubborn determination not to bow down? It's also tied up?

Su Ling suddenly came to power, she turned her head to look at the place where the sword blade flew from, it was already silent and dark, as if the person didn't want to teach people to find out.

Slightly, just a little, as if there was a gap like a warm current of flowing water rubbing against the tip of Su Ling's heart, but she didn't stay, she looked at the rattan hanging in the air on the left and right, prepared, and began to swing her waist...

It feels so good to have your hands free, and even your body sways with the lifting of your waist.

Not enough, not enough to swing, not enough to touch the two rattans next to her, she just hated why she didn't drink more milk when she was a child, and her arms could grow a little longer.

The hair that fell down also began to swing and fly.

No way.

Su Ling was not discouraged yet, but she didn't want to waste her strength in vain, she rested for a while, charged her strength, and then estimated the angle and strength.

Again!

Wow!

The arc of the swing really became larger this time.

Su Ling slowly controlled the intensity and slowly increased... The arc of the swing is getting bigger and bigger, and the waist is hurting more and more.

But...

One of Su Ling's fingers hooked the rattan! And then the whole hand was caught.

It's done!

Su Ling's whole person was like a sloth, and he firmly grasped this rattan.

The body was lying on top of the slender rattan in the air, and his posture and demeanor were quite magical, but Su Ling only felt tired at the moment, and his physical strength was slowly draining, he was really tired.

After resting for a while, until he couldn't bear the cold in the mountains late at night, Su Ling sneezed.

I sniffed, I couldn't bear it.

How to go down is a problem?

Su Ling wanted to slide down the rattan, but found that the rattan was composed of bamboo leaves, and the bamboo leaves could be organized into rattan, and the edge of the blade was extremely sharp, and the small blade was half, Su Ling wanted to slide down just now, but his hands and feet were cut.

If Nima slides down, it won't be like a cucumber peeling, and there will be only a spine left in the ground!

Su Ling's hands and feet hurt very much, and he didn't dare to slide down, so he could only look down.

It is a lake, pentagonal.

Swimming is a necessary skill for the children in the village.

But she always felt that something was not quite right with the lake.

She had been hanging here for a long time, and she only realized it now--this lake... It was as if there were no fluctuations in the surface of the lake.

It doesn't matter if it's blowing or whatever, and there aren't any birds or animals coming here to drink.

It's weird, it's weird.

She looked down and was stunned.

For the whole surface of the lake was as silver as a mirror, and only the stars in the sky and the full moon were reflected.

This lake is greasy, why does it look so strange.

Su Ling doubted in his heart, and he was also playing more and more drums, what did the "retest" mean in the mouths of the two people, but there was no way to force people to bow their heads, so they could only give it a go.

She twisted her body and pulled the rattan that was wrapped around her ankle.

Having lost his restraints, Su Ling is like a bird that has lost its wings...

Fall.

Crash.

The water splashed.

A man fell into the lake, and the silver-faced lake suddenly flashed like a water mirror.

She wouldn't have seen the splashed silver light merge with the moonlight, and it actually formed a little golden light the moment Su Ling collided with the water, and then spread along the ripples on the surface of the water to the entire lake...

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Three hours ago, the streets of the Spirit Village were crowded with people and the market was bustling, but most of them were merchants. The so-called hustle and bustle in the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the psychic is a profession that lives on the tip of the knife, so he naturally earns more.

"Rice, rice is cheap!"

"River fish, river fish, fresh river fish, just caught today!"

Just across the bustling street, in the private room of a small teahouse, two men retreated to guard the left and right, closing the door tightly.

Bai Ze's face was heavy, completely lost the cunning appearance that he had teased Su Ling just now, and his expression was unprecedentedly serious, "Village Chief, hang Su Ling on the Five Elements Lake....Although you can find out the details of that thing, it is too dangerous, in case..."

The village chief waved his hand, signaling him not to say any more, "No case, she will definitely fall into the lake, or the purpose was to let her fall in the first place." ”

Bai Ze gasped, his surprise overflowed, and he glared at him and hurriedly said, "Village Chief! You don't know what's at the bottom of the lake, she... She's going to die! ”

The village chief just smiled lightly, didn't answer immediately, took a sip of the steaming tea at hand, and said slowly: "Don't worry, even if she wants to die, the things in her stomach will not agree." ”

Bai Ze was speechless for a while, how powerful the things in Su Ling's body were, he also knew from ancient books, what kind of fierce anti-heaven method it was... He really didn't know.

The light green at the bottom of the cup gradually rippled, turning into a dark green unique to brown, and the elegant fragrance of tea permeated the private room, neither of them spoke, saying that it was false to say that they were not worried, after all, they were not murderous demons.

After a long time, the village chief suddenly smiled and said lightly: "If you think you really have nothing to do, you can take care of your little apprentice." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Bai Ze, who was sitting opposite, with a gloomy face, and gritted his teeth as if he hated iron but not steel, "Big Bear, don't hide, come out!" ”

Bang dang!

The ceiling blocking the beams and the board that was seen in the room fell diagonally, and happened to hit the table where the two were drinking tea opposite each other, and the soup in the teapot and teacup was scattered on the table, and the dust deposited over the years flew up the entire private room, and all kinds of guests outside the house looked at each other, and they didn't know what was going on.

And the initiator of this earth-shattering thing...

"Master, village chief..."

In the crack of the ceiling, Xiong Jieba curled up in a small gap, pitiful and very sorry to look at the two people below waving their hands to block the ashes.

"I... I didn't mean to..."

"Bear Ring Eight!" Bai Ze's eyes were full of fire, he squeezed out these words from the root of his teeth, and said word by word: "Come down for me!" ”

The village chief had already found out, and raised his eyebrows naughtily at Bai Ze, "Don't be like this, frighten the children~~"

Xiong Jieba squatted down from above, although he was fat, but dexterous, and said: "Yes, master, I... I'm also worried about Su Ling, that's why..."

Bai Ze squinted at the village chief who pretended to be a good man, and then looked at Xiong Jieba, and said in a fierce tone: "Yes, yes, yes, to your uncle!" You'd better worry about yourself first! ”

After that, he dragged Xiong Jieba's ears out of the teahouse, and the village chief, of course, was very happy, and followed out with his beard.