For three years and three years, Mao Qing has been completely accustomed to life in this dungeon, and he is also completely accustomed to the father who thinks about him all the time, and the younger brother who has a cold face, shakes his face, and stares all the time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not to mention how quiet life is, Mao Qing has also added many skills to herself, not to mention piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, this is said to learn to tease and sing she can come to a few words, dance can also dance beautifully, eighteen kinds of martial arts learned fifteen, one person can be a table full of Han people.

Sometimes when she thinks about it, she feels that she is too good.

She is satisfied with her life here, but the cherry blossom sacrifice in Xianling Mountain is desperately cultivating in that poor bell, which is simply torturing her own cultivation, in other words, he doesn't even want his life for the sake of cultivation.

After so many years, the disciples of Xianling Mountain have long been accustomed to the poor bell, and some new disciples have come to take a look and worship from time to time, which is like a holy thing.

Wang Yaya came here on a whim today to observe this legendary treasure, but something unexpected happened, only to hear a bell ring, which simply shattered his eardrums, and frightened Wang Yaya directly to the ground.

And the ringing of the poor bell naturally alarmed the high-ranking people of Xianling Mountain, and the head of the house was the first to put down the teacup and fly over.

Xiu Hehe also put down the pen that drew his eyebrows and flew away in a hurry.

And at this moment, the bell rang again, Wang Yaya covered his ears, looked at the poor bell in horror, one by one palm prints appeared, thinking what was wrong, I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, well, I didn't see it.

But there's nothing special today.,If you really want to say anything special.,I always feel like I've grown my teeth a little longer today.,Isn't it my own delusion!

And the bell is getting denser and louder, Wang Yaya was stunned, and hurriedly stepped back, otherwise his ears would really have to explain this.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Xiu Hehe met the head of the house halfway and hurriedly asked.

"Something must have gone wrong with the Sakura Festival." The head said without stopping, looking a little anxious.

When the head arrived, he only heard a shocking noise, and the head stopped, looking at the fragments of the poor bell flying everywhere and was stunned. It wasn't until he heard a very heartfelt cry for help that the head came back to his senses.

I saw a disciple in the door shouting at the top of his voice, "Help! A fragment of a poor bell was flying towards his door.

As soon as the head stretched out his hand, the mana came out, and he dragged the king tooth to his side.

"Oh, my ancestors, thank you so much." Wang Yaya was so frightened that he began to babble nonsense.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was stunned again, what is this called!

And now is not the time to dwell on this, raising his eyes and looking in the direction of the poor bell, Sakura Matsuri stands in the air, his long knee-length hair flying behind him like a group of demons, but when the head of the house sees Sakura's eyes, his expression is shocked.

I saw that Sakura's eyes were red, and he looked very demonic, coupled with his black hair dancing wildly, and he was dressed in a fancy dress, it was simply demonic to the extreme.

"Senior brother, I'm out." Sakura opened his mouth and said, but he called the senior brother in charge.

Xiu Hehe and other high-level people also arrived at this time, and they were all shocked when they looked at the cherry blossom festival.

The head of the house looked at the Sakura Festival, and his heart was sad, he never thought that he would go mad and fall into the devil's path.

"Senior brother, let go of your obsession!" The head of the house opened his mouth to speak, but in exchange for a rebellious smile from the Sakura Festival.

"What is obsession, is what I think and what I think obsession? How do you make sense! Sakura said with another sneer, "Senior brother, don't stop me this time." “

After the cherry blossom festival finished speaking, he stepped on the wind and left, Xiu He He stretched out his hand to stop but was blocked by the master.

Xiu Hehe looked at the master, only to see the boss say, "This poor bell is destroyed in his hands, how can we stop him." “

"But is it just for him!"

"Although he went mad, his mind still exists, he just wants to save Mao Qing, and he shouldn't hurt innocent people."

"However, we still have a twenty-year peace covenant with the demons."

"The Sakura Festival fell into the Demon Dao and expelled from the Fairy Spirit Mountain, which has nothing to do with my Fairy Spirit Mountain." The head said, and the others were stunned for a while, this head has always been the most protective of his junior brother, but at this time, he would give such an order.

"Senior brother..." Ye Long opened his mouth and shouted, and the head of the sect stopped when he left.

"I am the head of this Immortal Spirit Mountain, and the responsibility of Fairy Spirit Mountain is to protect the peace of this world." After the boss finished speaking, he left, and this time no one spoke.

Sakura flew quickly towards the southern country, he had only one thought, that is, Mao Qing, if she is born, the demon will be born, if she dies, the demon will die.

And Mao Qing, who is still living his own leisurely life in the demon clan, didn't expect that his life was about to be turbulent again.

She had been wandering the streets since she had risen to-day, and now that the Bloodslaughter had allowed her to go out on the streets on her own, most of the places she went to were taverns, and she had sat in almost all the taverns in the past few years.

After that, she chose a tavern that suited her heart, and if she wanted to say where it was the most suitable for her, it was the tavern that came to her first time with Blood, and now she was a VIP here.

No, as soon as he entered the door, Xiao Er hurriedly greeted, "Yo, girl, it's so early today!" ”

Mao Qing smiled, "I can drink more than one jar today." ”

Xiao Er also smiled, and while inviting Mao Qing inside, he said, "Girl, I don't accept this drink, so I will serve you, girl." ”

Mao Qing was a little embarrassed to be praised, and quipped, "Even if you flatter me, there is no reward~"

"Yo~ Look at what you said, what kind of reward do you want, girl, you can sing two voices, it's not worth more than a thousand gold." Xiao Er is very good at talking, but this is true for most of the time.

Mao Qing sat down and said brightly, "If your wine makes me happy, why don't I sing it." ”

"Okay, girl, I'll serve you a drink, I have to make you happy." Xiao Er said and went to get the wine.

Occasionally, when a drinker comes in, after seeing the green color, they will nod and say hello, although everyone is not actually familiar with each other, but in this tavern is familiar, and they may have sung a few songs together.

Xiao Er's wine was very fast, and Mao Qing drank very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, this time was consumed to the second half of the night, and Mao Qing was also a little confused, Xiao Er guarded the store, and there were still half of the guests, and the people who stayed were basically drunkards.

This Mao Qing didn't wait to speak, first a drinker next to him opened his voice, and the habit of singing in this tavern started from the night of Mao Qing, and gradually became a scene to see.

Listening to the hoarse voice of the drinker, Mao Qing felt a little familiar, as if it was very similar to someone's voice, but she couldn't remember who it was like. (To be continued.) )