Fang Ruo, who had just been bounced away by the sword qi, roared and pounced again, his eyes were cold, he held the sword in one hand, and he attacked with defense, and the sword qi lingered all around him, Fang Ruo couldn't get close at all. When Luoyu saw it, he was immediately anxious, his wrist flew, and the sound of a long gong breaking through the air came.

"Today, I must see how amazing this Lianyun Bead is!"

Mao Qing held the sword to block the attack of the long gong, the dark green color, with a cold aura and the sword body cut together. The sword body was originally condensed by true qi, but now the cold qi directly penetrated into the body of the pure qi along the flow of true qi.

Wet clear slightly, directly slapped the long gong away with one palm, not defending only attacking, no move and no style, but it is ever-changing. Luoyu was already injured, and she was obviously powerless to fight at the moment, but those eyes full of evil spirit became more and more excited.

Fang Ruo caught a glimpse of the defenselessness of Mao Qing's back, and immediately turned his hands into palms and flew away. Mao Qing only cared about Luoyu, did not dodge or dodge, took this palm hard, and then followed the palm power, like a boat in the wind, going down the wind, and then condensed all the loose true qi in his body on the tip of the sword, directly pierced the long gong, and penetrated Luoyu's chest.

When Fang Ruo raided, Luoyu thought that he would withdraw his sword and defend it, but he didn't expect that the other party would come and break the net. The black qi spread along the wound, and the sword filled with pure yang true qi was like entering a no-man's land, directly turning the demonic qi in Luoyu's body upside down.

Luoyu couldn't support it, and spread it on the ground, and there was no way to fight back. And Mao Qing stumbled a step, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood, his true qi was overdrawn, and the demonic qi in his body instantly gained the upper hand and spread wantonly.

When the true qi in Luoyu's body was dissipating, Fang Ruo's red eyes actually retreated a little, and he looked at Mao Qing with some blankness.

Luoyu laughed, "You and I are both defeated, and now I still have Fang Ruo's move, and you have run out of oil." I see how you can escape! Fang Ruo, kill him! Take out Lianyun Zhu and save your husband! ”

"Take out Lianyun Zhu, save my husband, take out Lianyun Zhu, save my husband!" Fang Ruo muttered to himself, and the black mark on his forehead also came and went. Mao Qing secretly lucked, his chest hurt, and he pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly.

Suddenly, the fragrance of flowers filled the air, and the peach blossom petals fell from mid-air, and at the moment when Fang Ruo demonized and attacked Mao Qing again, the figure disappeared.

"Flower Demon, what do you mean by that!" Luoyu was so angry that she shouted, but unfortunately all she answered was a little falling flowers and the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard.

Fang Ruo was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Luoyu, Luoyu gritted his teeth with hatred, but he was helpless for a while.

Ayin drove everyone out of the backyard and hid in the kitchen by himself, smiling wickedly and stirring the spoon in his hand. In the huge iron pot, half a pot of milky white porridge is bubbling with aroma.

The sunlight at the door was suddenly blocked, and Ayin didn't raise his head, and shouted impatiently: "I'm impatient, don't you see the master cooking?" Get out of here! ”

"Little Master!" The crisp voice was coquettish, and Ah Yin's heart moved when he heard it, and he hurriedly looked up to see that the door was bright red, and it was Ji Wushuang who was dressed in red.

Ah Yin immediately said with a shy smile, "Oh, sister, why are you here, Jiang Xiaoyu?" Did you follow along? "Say it, hurriedly look behind Ji Wushuang.

Ji Wushuang smiled and grabbed her, "Don't look at it, Xiaoyu is still squatting at the door." I—I just saw that he hadn't eaten for a day, and I thought about coming over and making him a bowl of noodles to eat! The white little face is pink, and she is more delicate and charming in a red dress.

Ayin sighed twice, and was so envious in her heart, she was also a woman, how could they all be so beautiful, but she was so rough.

Ji Wushuang waved his hand in front of Ayin's eyes, and asked puzzledly, "Little Master, what are you thinking?" Is there something difficult about it? ”

Ah Yin hurriedly came back to his senses, pointed to the vat next to the board and said, "The noodles are there, you can make them yourself!" ”

Ji Wushuang nodded, glanced at the soup in the iron pot, and exclaimed: "It's just ordinary vegetable porridge, the little master can boil it so fragrantly!" If you want to come to the cooking, you must be very good! ”

Ayin raised his head proudly and said happily: "That's, I don't look at who the little master is, even someone like my senior brother is so talkative, they say that the food I cook is extremely fragrant!" ”

"Oh, your senior brother? How come I haven't seen it? Ji Wushuang asked while rolling up his sleeves.

"My senior brother is amazing, I have grown so big, I have never seen a more beautiful, more powerful, and better person than him!" Ayin stirred the soup happily, and her eyebrows and eyes flew up.

Ji Wushuang glanced at her funny, "You, I don't know, I think you're talking about lovers, so full of spring breeze!" ”

"Lover?" Ah Yin stopped what she was doing, and asked in a daze: "Sister Wushuang, is this what it looks like when you talk about lovers?" ”

Ji Wushuang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Yes, when I like someone, when I think of him, when I think of him, when I talk about him, my whole heart can't wait to fly." ”

"Like someone?" Ayin stood beside Ji Wushuang with a spoon, looked straight at her and asked, "What does it look like to like someone?" ”

"I like someone, when I like someone, I think of him and he laughs, and when I talk about him, I even dream of him and I laugh. I was happy when I saw him, and I was sad when I couldn't see him. If he is wounded, you will suffer for him. Alas, in short, when you like someone, you are not you at all! Ji Wushuang couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Jiang Xiaoyu, but the kneading action of his hands did not stop.

Ah Yin didn't understand very well, standing in front of the pot and mechanically stirring vegetable porridge, and subconsciously asked: "Then how do you know that you like someone?" ”

Ji Wushuang snorted and laughed, looked at Ah Yin with big eyes, and said in his heart, could it be that the little Taoist priest was in turmoil? "You go to the well to fetch a basin of water, think about that person in your heart, and then see if the shadow that shines out of it is a small face crimson and full of spring!"

Ayin hurriedly asked, "What if that?" ”

"If so, then you must like that person very much!" Ji Wushuang replied.

Ah Yin threw away the soup spoon in his hand, ran outside, pouted his little buttocks, and brought up a bucket of water, and poured it into the wooden basin where he was washing clothes. A little heart was beating wildly, but he didn't dare to poke his head out to look.

Ji Wushuang shook his head amusedly, and shouted loudly through the window: "You have to think about the person in your heart to be effective!" ”

Ayin waved his hand at her, meaning that he knew. Ji Wushuang didn't urge, still rubbing his head and kneading his face. Ayin took a deep breath and poked her head forward hesitantly.

The water in the wooden basin, with gentle ripples and a sweet cool air, rushed straight to it. Of course, there is also the girl who is full of spring between her eyebrows, covering her mouth and staring at her reflection in surprise. Ayin stood up with a huff, covering his wildly beating chest with both hands, almost jumping up with joy.

When Ji Wushuang raised his head again, there was no shadow of Ayin in the courtyard. Ji Wushuang scooped out the vegetable porridge, brushed the pot again, added water, and squatted down to stuff a few sticks of firewood into the stove.

"Is the porridge ready? I'll bring it to the people outside! Lu Ziming hurriedly walked in in a navy blue robe, and was slightly stunned when he saw Ji Wushuang, and laughed softly after a while. The voice softly asked again, "Porridge, are you alright?" ”

Ji Wushuang nodded blankly, took out two delicate boxes from his arms, and a faint smell of rouge wafted in. A little bit of bright red fell into the white and green soup, and it was quickly stirred by the spoon and blended together. Ji Wushuang stared blankly, raised his head and pulled out a stiff smile at Lu Ziming, and slowly replied, "Porridge, it's okay!" ”