When I opened the door, there were already a lot of male compatriots gathered outside, and when I saw the mummy-like Cheng Qinghe coming out, I couldn't help but look at each other, and the drough guy was squatting on the ground and looked up at her with an infatuated expression. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"......" Cheng Qinghe took her hand and walked out as usual.

"That stinky girl is too much, you have to avenge me." Naturally, it is He Huohuo.

This drought hated and hated, very self-familiar, and did not mention that Cheng Qinghe had yin her twice.

It looks like a brainless person, but in fact, she has a clear heart in her heart, the enemy is current, kill He Huohuo first, and Cheng Qinghe will keep it and slowly clean it up.

Cheng Qinghe let go of her hand and looked at her thoughtfully, with her current ability, she would definitely not be able to deal with He Huohuo, and if she added the drought fish, it would not be necessarily.

The two hit it off, walking from the dim aisle to the lively street, and then carefully examined the shape of the drought.

The hair is like a decay, the key is that the right side of the scalp has been shaved off a large piece, with her round and good-looking cheeks, it is indescribably weird.

"Your hands." Cheng Qinghe stared at her nails.

"Oh, that's what you say...... I can get longer. With a snort, the half-length red nails that had been slashed off diagonally instantly grew to ten centimeters.

"Ou~" Cheng Qinghe couldn't help but cheer up, stretched out his hand and touched it again, but was shocked to find that her palms were hot, she knew that the things hidden in her palms were very interested in her nails~

The two shook a few streets, and when they saw that the time was almost up, they blended into the crowd that entered the hotel.

Cheng Qinghe's room was next to He Huohuo, she looked on the balcony, heard the sound of gurgling water from the other end, and knew that He Huohuo was taking a bath, so she stepped on the railing a little bit, jumped over and hid behind the window.

Seeing that there was no one else inside, and she had no sign of coming out, she touched in.

After a slight click, she quietly opened the door, and the dazorden had already carried a burlap bag and was waiting outside the door, and when she saw the door open, she immediately flashed in.

If you want to say when a woman is the most vulnerable, it is naturally when she is naked, it is easiest to catch her off guard, as for the sack, holding her can effectively prevent her from drawing her sword in time.

Her sword is really powerful, and these two people know it very well.

There were many people in the bathroom, and the sound of water was still there, completely unaware of what he was about to face.

The drough has always been hateful, and now she can't hold it anymore, and gently reaches out to the doorknob and slowly grasps it, and her long red nails alternate with each other, making her pale fingers unusually hideous and ugly.

Cheng Qinghe stared at her with a burning head, already grasping the stuffy stick in his hand, and the time passed slowly and heavily.

"Wait." She suddenly grabbed Dryfish's arm, startling the other party.

She stretched out her hand and turned her head, and asked silently, "What for?"

However, at this moment, with a "whoosh", a large white creature bounced and flew towards the hand of the drought.

"Click." The whole hand was broken.

"Woo~" She turned her head and wanted to scream, but she saw Cheng Qinghe react quickly and covered her mouth from behind.

A silkworm-like creature fell to the ground with a click, and then took a few more steps, it was about the size of a chicken, round and white, and there were two small white bumps under its lower abdomen to support its body.

But seeing its mouth with two small black hook-like teeth, it squirmed up and down, and spit out a few bone fingers with a "hiccup~".

“……”

What is this? Drought fish doesn't care, she has to fight it this second!! Fight for a hundred years!

There was a sound of water in the bathroom, and I heard He Huohuo's calm voice: "I said, don't eat indiscriminately......"

Cheng Qinghe can even imagine her extremely indifferent face at this moment, this is her true face!

The "silkworm" twisted its body and whimpered when it heard this, looking extremely aggrieved and obedient.

She and the dwarf glanced at each other, of course, the drough had been carried away by hatred, and the only one in her eyes was the one who had swallowed her hand, and the two of them pounced on the "silkworm" together.

On the way, Cheng Qinghe kicked the drought fish away again, and fed his left hand to its mouth, which was exactly what it wanted!

The drought was kicked over and knocked over a chair, and when he saw Cheng Qinghe put one hand into the mouth of the thing, and by the way, he put it into the armpit, and couldn't help but be furious: "Stinky girl, it's only three things!" I'll your grandma's legs! ”

This drought is really unlucky, this is the third time it has been shaded, but they know each other tacitly, and they have no good intentions from the beginning.

This is not a coalition of justice.

The water in the bathroom had stopped, and the moment the door was suddenly pushed open, Cheng Qinghe jumped off the window with a few steps wrapped in the cold wind.

Behind him rang out the resentful curses and the sounds of fighting......

The night is as cool as water, and the sky is dotted with a few stars, when the houses are closed and there are few people on the streets.

Cheng Qinghe took the "silkworm" for a while, and finally stopped in the middle of a large wheat field that was specially used as a threshing concrete field.

The reflection of the concrete floor in all directions stands out in a black wheat field.

"Do you feel good?" She lowered it to the ground, her tone faint.

The hand that wrapped around her in its mouth did not move, and Wen Yan looked at her with hazel round eyes, with tears in his eyes, and he had some grievances to complain about.

"She's the same as you, she doesn't feel good when she is eaten, and I will be uncomfortable too, but the things in my hand want to eat you in turn, do you think it's natural for you to be eaten?"

It nodded, then shook its head again.

I saw Cheng Qinghe smile, although the bandage covered her nose and face, but her bright eyes were full of smiles, and she tilted her head curiously and focusedly.

Nowadays, few people know that this thing is called the Qiankun bag, and it is also a machine spirit.

It's just that it's just an imitation, a successful imitation, because the real Qiankun bag has long been lost in the battle between expounding the religion and intercepting the sect and punishing the immortals thousands of years ago.

However, it has reached the point of intelligence, and it has a history of at least thousands of years.

Cheng Qinghe moved the fingers that were still in its mouth, and it grew its mouth with interest, like an obedient puppy.

"I'm going to see what's in there, and it won't hurt you." As soon as she finished speaking, she fished into its stomach.

Boxy and cold, she pinched a corner and effortlessly fished it out of its mouth.

With a bang, a huge grandfather clock fell to the ground, shook from side to side, and a fake bird bounced out, cooing a few times.

The style is exactly the same as the ocean clock in the hotel lobby. The corners of Cheng Qinghe's mouth twitched.

Seeing that it was on its feet and tilted its head and opened its mouth to look at her quietly, she gave a faint smile and put her hand in again.

This is a good thing, it seems that He Huohuo has a big background, so is her Liu Laosi and Wudang books in it?