At the same time, under the purple light, Zhang Xiaomei's face showed pain, but she still did not leave Xiaochen. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiaochen was about to return to normal, Zhang Xiaomei grinned at Huang Cheng, and then let go of the hand holding Xiaochen's head, when Huang Cheng didn't know why, Zhang Xiaomei burst out with a power different from herself, tore Xiaochen's pants, grabbed the hardness that had not yet relaxed, and stabbed towards her lower body.

"You ......" Huang Cheng Shao has been fighting in actual combat, and she is a daughter, and suddenly saw the man**, she was a little flustered for a while, although it was not the first time she saw it, but her mind was still confused, she blushed a lot, and the movements in her hands stopped.

But Huang Cheng's cultivation was there after all, and she immediately came back to her senses after being stunned, she naturally knew that if Xiaochen and Zhang Xiaomei intersected at this time, then he would really be finished, but just now, he was stunned, and he had missed the best time to stop it, and at this moment, he could see everything that was about to happen.

"Damn, this kind of good thing is delivered to the door, how can it be cheap for you." Huang Cheng even closed his eyes, preparing to kill the two of them together after they were done, the reason why he didn't shoot immediately was because she and Xiaochen had known each other for a few years, and they were in the same family, Huang Cheng was thinking at the moment that if he didn't save Xiaochen, at least let him enjoy the last fun of his life.

When Huang Cheng hesitated, a slightly immature but old-fashioned voice suddenly came, Huang Cheng didn't have to think about it to know who it was, she suddenly opened her eyes, and saw that the sky was holding Xiaochen's arm and flew to the side.

She is not like ordinary monks, who regard mortals as ants, but it does not mean that she will value the lives of mortals, not to mention, this mortal who is bowed down by demons.

Xiaochen was already fully awake, looking at the scene in front of him, he was also a little shocked, and secretly sighed that he was still too weak, and he almost let himself be finished with a random demon.

The light emitted by the purple beads locked around Zhang Xiaomei's body like a chain, and she could no longer move even a finger, and could only watch as a flying sword shot straight into her chest.

In the small room of "Ding", the two swords collided and each flew back.

"What do you mean?" Huang Cheng took the flying sword that flew back upside down and asked calmly. But at the moment, she was really angry.

"With such a sword, even Xiaomei will die." Xiaochen stood opposite Huang Cheng with Biliu in his hand, and at this moment he only had half of his pants and shoes and socks all over his body.

The situation was already clear, when Huang Cheng's flying sword was about to kill the demonic thing that leaned over Zhang Xiaomei, Xiaochen held the sword to block it.

"It's really stupid, you have the ability, you can do it yourself." In addition to the anger in Huang Cheng's heart, he felt even more aggrieved.

"All living beings are fate, all are equal, how can they indiscriminately harm people's lives." Xiaochen knew that Huang Cheng was already angry, but he still didn't budge.

"All beings, forever unequal, you are good for yourself." Huang Cheng put away the magic weapon, turned around and left the Zhang family. This is the first time that Huang Cheng is really angry, and the reason is not only because Xiaochen saved Zhang Xiaomei, but also because he is the person who almost caused him to never recover.

With a crisp phoenix chirp, Xiaochen did not keep up with Huang Cheng, but crossed his legs on the spot, took out the sun, and played the most basic demon subduing song recorded in the Crazy Dragon Qin Dictionary.

With the melodious sound of the piano coming out, although there was no purple bead to confine, Zhang Xiaomei still felt trapped in the quagmire, difficult to move, the color of struggle and pain on her face continued to emerge, Xiaochen's hands moved faster and faster, and finally swept wildly, the sound of cracking silk resounded in the room, and a pink light flew out from Zhang Xiaomei's body, Xiaochen had no time to stop it, he could only watch it fly into the night sky.

"Thank you......" Zhang Xiaomei said extremely weak words from her mouth, and then collapsed to the ground.

Regardless of his embarrassment, Xiaochen carried Zhang Xiaomei to the bed, then took out a set of clothes from the storage bag and put them on, and left Zhang's house.

Zhang Xiaomei was lying on the bed, but her eyes were open, everything that happened just now, although it was not her own will, but she clearly remembered that when Huang Cheng's flying sword shot out, she even felt the smell of death, but was later saved by Xiaochen, what she was thinking about at the moment was not the doubt about the truth of all this, but the thought that this friendship would one day need to be returned to Xiaochen.

"Uncle Xuanling, don't be angry, okay, I'll put this around my neck and let you dispose of it." If someone doubts Xiaochen's cultivation, it is a normal thing, but if he doubts the thickness of his skin, it is an idiot.

"Don't bother me, wipe your neck yourself." Huang Cheng didn't look back, and said angrily.

"How long are you going to wipe it?" Xiaochen asked as he rubbed one hand on his neck as he spoke.

Huang Cheng turned around and almost laughed, but then his face sank again, "Can you be a little positive." ”

"Of course not." Xiaochen said calmly, "That would be more mediocre." ”

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, I don't want to pay attention to you, you go away." Huang Cheng was unhappy in his heart, but he didn't disappear so quickly.

"For how long?"

"Three days!"

"An hour!"

"No, at least two days."

"One day, I'll cry to you."

"No, you cry, you cry, if you don't cry, I'll beat you until you cry."

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At the end of the night, a large part of the villagers who woke up found themselves lying in bed before going to bed, and now they are either sleeping in other yards, or lying on the road, and even worse, they find themselves bare-bottomed, or holding other people's wives, or crawling under other people's husbands, and a small village is full of cursing and talking, but when I go back, I see that nothing is lost.

Only Zhang Dashu walked out of the house, looked at the villagers, puzzled, Zhang Xiaomei had also woken up at this time, she was not dressed, sitting on the bed with her hands and knees, she didn't sleep all night, her mind was full of cranky thoughts, but she knew that she would never see Brother Xiaochen who almost had a husband and wife with her.

A few days later, Xiaochen and Huang Cheng were flying over the forest, and they were flying with their swords, and on that day, they were not in a hurry to leave the village, and they observed for a few days, I don't know why, there was no black fog over the village, and the villagers would no longer disappear.

So Xiaochen and Huang Cheng left Congzi and flew towards the village, the reason was that one day, they flew in that direction like crazy against the sky, Xiaochen and Huang Cheng couldn't keep up with his speed, and they couldn't let it go, so they had no choice but to go all the way and look for it all the way.

"Uncle Xuanling, have you ever heard of a spaceship?" Xiaochen didn't have a True Yuan Protector, and he always exhaled loudly when he spoke, so that he wouldn't be blown by the wind so that others couldn't hear it.

"Of course I've heard of it, but it's a unique flying tool of the Tianya Sea Pavilion, and it's rumored to be amazingly fast, what's wrong?" A few days ago, after the agreed period, Huang Cheng began to deal with Xiaochen again.

"If there is that thing, I don't believe that this dragon cub dares to fly so arrogantly." In the past, Xuan Youzhen said that Xiaochen had a different thinking from others since he was a child.

"Bunny, what the hell are you crazy about pets?" Huang Cheng knew that he couldn't follow the topic of Xiaochen, otherwise he would only break his understanding of the lower limit again and again.

"I don't know, although I used to smoke a lot, but I haven't smoked so much, it's okay, I can find him, he's not far ahead, there's no movement, and I don't know if he's dead." Xiaochen purely regarded the flying sword as a toy, knocking down the big tree for a while, and rushing straight down for a while, and there were a few times when he didn't have time to control it, and even stuck people in the soil.

The days when Huang Cheng and Xiaochen were together, although it didn't help her cultivation much, and it didn't make her feel like an elder, but she felt that she had never been relaxed, and that face was always maintained, and the bright smile seemed to really infect the people around her, even if it was a mortal, but everyone they had met, he could get along with others happily.

Sometimes Huang Cheng even thinks that if one day, he cultivates to win the Great Dao, then the person he gets along with must also be a strong person in the Great Dao, is that it, this smile will also infect them, is it, can it infect the world.