After the knock on the door sounded for a while, it soon regained calm, and after a faint sound of closing the door, seeing that there was no sound on the side, Cheng Qinghe lay down again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The house was dark, I don't know how long it took, a scream pierced the silent night sky, two bamboo doors opened, and a black shadow ran out of Zi'er's house, Cheng Qinghe stepped on the railing and jumped into Zi'er's door, and saw Zi'er shrinking in the corner in horror, stunned.

"How's it going?" Shiraishi followed behind.

Cheng Qinghe hesitated for a moment, staggered out, glanced back, and chased after the black shadow.

If Baishi doesn't check, the scene inside will instantly come into view.

"Young Master!" Zi'er covered her chest with her clothes and stumbled towards him, just as he turned around, she grabbed his waist.

"I, I'm afraid."

Two soft balls immediately pressed against his back.

Bai Shi moved her arm away and pushed it away, with a little strength, looked at the direction where Cheng Qinghe left, and said: "You put on your clothes first, you are disheveled in front of a man, and being seen by others is afraid that it will affect Miss Zi'er's reputation." ”

Disheveled? Sister Qinghe has a lot of time when she is disheveled! Zi'er's face was a little ugly, and at the moment of beauty, he was unwavering! Isn't it said that men love the thrill of stealing people the most?

"Isn't the young master worried about Sister Qinghe? Sister Qinghe is so generous, she will definitely not mind the matter between you and me! ”

"Between you and me?" Shiraishi chewed for a moment, then turned back into the room and picked up the futon on the bed.

The wrapping stopped, and with a bang, she was thrown up......

Hongyuan had already sensed the breath of the demon cultivator at the beginning, but it sensed the disorder of the true qi in the demon cultivator's body, so he chose to stand still, and at this time, Tong Cheng Qinghe ran wildly all the way, relying on his keen sense of smell, and chased all the way to a cave.

"Which of your people is this?" Cheng Qinghe asked.

"Savage." It rubbed its paws against the mud wall at the entrance of the cave before accidentally stepping on its excrement.

"Its name is Dorodo, and it has been practicing Taoism for 1,300 years, well, I have visited it once, and it looks very delicate and lovely."

"Oh?" Cheng Qinghe looked at the entrance of the cave, this hole is not big, it can probably accommodate an adult wild boar to enter and exit, since as it said, this brute is not much bigger.

Cheng Qinghe leaned on his sword and entered, bent down and walked for half a pillar of incense, and then saw a bright light shining in the distance.

A claw with a hard shell was about to push a bubble-like object up to the top of the cave when it heard the movement, and as soon as the claw loosened, it flew up.

Cheng Qinghe poked his head out and looked at it, stunned, and the Fox King, who was following behind, saw that she didn't move, and urged: "What's wrong?" See it?! ”

Cheng Qinghe stuck back his head and asked, "When was the last time you saw it?" ”

"Well, it's about 100 days, and I remember that this king once gave a longevity lock."

Getting the answer, the corners of Cheng Qinghe's mouth twitched.

Hongyuan squinted and glanced at her, squeezed into the main acupoint, and said, "Xiao Duoduo? ”

"Huh? Lord Kitsune. Dorodo's head took up most of the cavern, his claws hidden behind him, and he said in a humming voice.

It is a huge belly covered with sparse hair.

It bent down, and its two eyes as big as copper bells looked at Hongyuan in pairs.

Hongyuan's hair was blown back by its breath, and it shook its beard and took a step back, "Yo~ Dorodo, in the blink of an eye, you've grown so big!" ”

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, how is the Fox King?" It nodded, then its nose tightened, and its face became solemn.

"Hey, someone has the smell of repairing." Its gaze turned in the direction of the cave.

"It's me." Cheng Qinghe stood up.

"Lord Fox King, what do you mean by this?"

No matter how dull they are, it is not difficult to guess that the two of them are in the same group.

Cheng Qinghe carefully looked at the brutality of this turtle-headed rat, very tall, standing in front of her, like a hill.

"I heard that the women in the Tianyuan Realm have dark yellow complexions, rough skin, and even childbirth is a problem, and it is rumored that this is because there is a demon cultivator who is haunting the Tianyuan Realm?" She asked.

"Oh? What do you say have to do with me, Dorodo, and I am not the only demon cultivator in Tianyuan. ”

"If there is no evidence, of course I will not rush to find it." Cheng Qinghe moved his steps and circled around it.

"This is a hair I picked up from a bamboo hut, and I think you recognize it." She stretched out her hand, and between her fingers was a hair, whether it was the color or the roughness, it was exactly the same as the brute's body.

Dorodo's aura changed, but the next second, his eyes rolled: "I did go to a low-level nun's room tonight, but I didn't expect to disturb her because I admired her beauty." ”

"So in that case, why don't you take out what's behind you and take a look?" Cheng Qinghe said with a smile.

"This, this is my private collection, you are a person who cultivates for a time, what qualifications do you have for me to take it out?" Dorodo yelled, clearly confused.

Hongyuan saw that they came and went, and had no intention of interfering at all, in fact, in its opinion, Dorodo's affairs had nothing to do with it in the first place, and of course, the problem of the people in the Tianyuan Realm was not within its scope of consideration, but out of its own identity, it was more inclined to Dorodo than Cheng Qinghe.

"Since that's the case, don't blame Cheng for being polite." Cheng Qinghe sneered, and the Xuanjing Sword roared, lighting up with a dizzying white light.

Seeing that she was moving, Hongyuan's eyes flashed, and he said: "Let her take a look, she doesn't dare to mess around with the current situation." ”

Dorodo's cultivation is now converted, and it is only the cultivation of the early stage of human cultivation Jindan, and he has no chance of winning against Cheng Qinghe.

Dorodo hesitated, looking a little reluctant, like a miser.

But in the end, as soon as it let go of its claws, a few bubbles rose to the top, and the bubbles were like a small meson world, and there was a mist in it, and you could faintly see the crowds inside.

"This is what I stole from Lu Wu, if you are the person from the Tianyuan Realm who is looking for someone to deal with it, don't look for the wrong demon." It reminded in a low voice.

"This is, human lifespan?" Cheng Qinghe stretched out his hand, and one of the bubbles flew into her palm.

Round and elastic, one eye appeared in the bubbles, looking curiously at the people outside, but after a while, it disappeared into the mist.

Man is the most spiritual thing in all things.

"That Lu Wu, where is it?"

……

In the cold wind, the white stones on the ground were rushing to their place, and something whistled above his head, and he raised his head as if he had noticed it, turned around and followed all the way.

Hongyuan Tongcheng Qinghe stood in Dorodo's head, flapping his bare wings, although he looked not light, he was indeed as light as a swallow when he flew.

"It shouldn't be in a cave right now, if you want to find it, you'll have to go to a place where there are a lot of women." Dorodo said sullenly, speaking of which, there is still something that it is puzzled about, although its cultivation is not high, but its methods of concealing its aura are very careful.

"Is that hair really what I landed in the bamboo house?"

"You say this?" Cheng Qinghe took out the hair, put it in the mouth of the Qiankun bag, and said unconcernedly: "Of course not, but I picked it up in the cave." ”

Dorodo:

“……！”

In a whimpering white light, all the tents were silent, Xu Sanniang had already fallen asleep, blocking her eyes with one hand, and placing the other hand on one side at will, revealing the slightly fair skin on her chest.

If you talk about beauty, she can be regarded as one of the few well-known beauties in Tianyuan.

This night was because it was the "day" of March 1st, and no one in the tent visited, or such an experience had long been numb to the native-born women, after all, all women suffered the same thing, and the desire to resist was not much stronger.

The night was cool, the half moon walked all the way, a black shadow slowly reflected on her tent, the shadow was like a tiger but not a tiger, with four long tentacles, the tent gently rubbed, was slightly picked up a small corner, at the end of Sanniang's head, two blue, black and white dazzling tentacles stretched in, the tentacles hovered above her head for a long time, before they twisted and picked it out, two by two.

The tentacles were like a hat, tightly clasping the hair inside, but in a few seconds, the color of the tentacles became more and more dazzling, and the green silk quickly dimmed until it turned silvery white.

Under the white light, Sanniang added a few wrinkles to the corners of her eyes, which seemed to be not as beautiful as before.

"Hmm." Sanniang frowned, it seemed that she was not sleeping comfortably, she put down the arm that was pressed on her eye sockets, and with a snap, it seemed that she had pressed something.

"Huh?" She rubbed for a moment, her eyelids twitching, and she lifted her head in confusion.

Snort. The tentacles twitched as she moved.

With a pain in her scalp, Sanniang opened her eyes, and the corner of the colorful scales appeared in the crack of the tent next to her head.

Uh-huh...... The scream was choked in the throat, and the next second it was abruptly cut off.

The other end of the tentacle grunted, let go, and shrank back.

All this went unnoticed by anyone, and the women in the tent next to them slept soundly, with no sign of waking up at all.

"It should have already come." Dorodo flapped his wings and fell, pointing to the newly printed palm prints on the ground.

Cheng Qinghe got off its back, this place walked when he came, in the Tianyuan Realm, the place where all the unmarried women were gathered, this is probably it.

Hongyuan let her go, sliding down her back and staring at its fleshy wings.

"Uncle Fox King, my wings can only grow once, and I can't eat them." Dorodo tucked his wings behind his back.

"Oh? Do you know what is going on in the heart of this king? ”

"Dorodo's father and mother once told me that if I met the fox king, this sentence would be used sooner or later, so that I must never forget it."

They really know it, and Hongyuan laughed dryly: "How come, you are so cute, how could my uncle eat you?" ”

Forget it from the peers, why did the same junior also tell this kind of thing, in order to hide the embarrassment, Hongyuan no longer stared at the other party's wings that looked delicious.

"Here." Cheng Qinghe said, following the ticking sound, she stood in front of a tent, red blood wet a corner of the tent, dripping down the bamboo feet under the futon and falling to the ground, a small stall of blood on the ground had coagulated.

Looks like it should have left here completely.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Shiraishi hurried over with a cold wind.

"What did you find?" He asked, and the smell of blood crept into his nose, frowning, and gently picking open the corner of the tent.

"Dead." He sniffed for a few seconds and said.

"What did you just find?"

"It was a Lu Wu who killed her, and he should also be the culprit who caused everything in Tianyuan." Cheng Qinghe replied.

The white light above his head silently hit the top of the corpse, and the corpse lying on the bed, with a thin cut in his throat, his hair was full of yellow hair, and his face was wrinkled like an old woman who was over half a hundred years old.

After suffering from so many years of predicament in the Tianyuan Realm, a woman finally died today.

The local wang clan finally couldn't sit still and came to invite Baishi in person.

Naturally, Baishi's trip this time is like a micro-service patrol, and he must not be happy to be disturbed, but the Yu family is indeed helpless.

Jianghu morality, a big family like the Bai family has the responsibility to assume the order of the extreme true realm, just as the demon clan is led by the Fox King, and the Bai family, as the head of the family, is naturally the first to bear the brunt.

"Please use tea." Zi'er brought the teapot and prepared a cup for each of them.

The patriarch of the Yu family, a local wang family, is a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is in the cramped bamboo house at the moment, and he has not complained at all.

"Who's in there?" Cheng Qinghe had just come back from outside, and at a glance he saw the two people talking inside.

"It is the largest family in the area." Zi'er said softly, and then handed the tea tray in her hand to her.

Cheng Qinghe didn't know why, he raised his eyebrows.

"What does that mean?"

Seeing that she didn't answer, Zi'er had to explain: "This job is actually what you should do for the young master's pillow man's wife, Zi'er is like this, it is already considered a transgression." ”

Seeing that her face flashed with a flush, Cheng Qinghe pressed against the plate and pushed it away slightly, but for some reason, it seemed to be a little harder, and the plate fell to the ground with a clatter.

"You're ......!" Zi'er bit her lip at her, and took a low breath: "It's Zi'er who didn't hold it steady, it's Zi'er's fault, don't be angry." She said as she knelt down to pick up the cracked cup.

A little foot stepped on the finger she wanted to "hurt", and Cheng Qinghe bent down and whispered something in her ear.

"Qinghe? There you are. Bai Shifeng said lightly, his eyes did not stay on Zi'er for a minute.

"Hmm." She nodded, then bowed her head and instructed, "Don't pick it up, be careful to hurt your hand." ”

This sentence is naturally for everyone.

Zi'er really stood up obediently, but her face was red and white for a while, and the taste was indescribable. (To be continued.) )