It's a pity that Jiang Xiaoyu underestimated the thickness of the big snake's scales, and the strength was enough, but they all rebounded back. His fingers suddenly became red and swollen, Jiang Xiaoyu grinned and scolded, reflexively about to withdraw, but who knew that his waist was tight, and the cold and slippery feeling made him instantly have goosebumps.

Everyone on the ground exclaimed in unison, Ji Wushuang was in a hurry, threw off the quilt and habitually touched his waist, but found that the long whip was still in the inn. And the inn in front of him has already become a ruin in Prime Minister Fan's crying father and mother. Ji Wushuang's dantian was weak at the moment, anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Jiang Xiaoyu was angry, what is the situation, you are merciful everywhere, you are killing them all! Since this is the case, then don't blame me for not pity the jade-faced flying fox.

The long sword flew out on its own and slashed towards the snake. Hearing only a "ding" sound, the sword body was hit by a sharp weapon, and it swooped straight into the eaves of the street.

Jiang Xiaoyu looked up, and his heart was half cold.

The people on the ground looked at a black shadow that appeared out of thin air, and thought that there was another snake fighting hero, but they were startled by the sudden change before they had time to cheer.

"Hey, you ugly woman, you must be fanning the flames again!" Jiang Xiaoyu scolded loudly while struggling to break free from the confinement around his waist.

Luoyu was still covered with a black veil, and chuckled: "Little brother, you have never seen me, how do you know that I am ugly?" Maybe I'm a little more beautiful than the peerless girl you just hugged! ”

"Is that you? Why do you want to be so harmful? Jiang Xiaoyu was stunned, and immediately understood, then raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I only have a one-sided relationship with you, but I didn't expect to provoke your heart, women, jealousy, it's terrible!" ”

"When you are dying, you are still in the mood to ridicule others, you are a little different from the mortals I know." Luo Yujiao sighed and said regretfully: "Although I don't know what you're talking about, your pitiful little appearance has pleased me, and I'm a little reluctant to kill you!" ”

If it weren't for the low roar of the long mace in her hand, Jiang Xiaoyu would really think that the other party was just a little woman who was clinging to him and was coquettish.

"Want to kill me? I'm afraid you're not qualified enough! Before the words fell, the snake body wrapped around Jiang Xiaoyu's waist suddenly loosened as if it was burned, and then with a wail, the body of the giant python fell straight down like a kite with a broken string, smashing the broken wall that was still being pestled.

Prime Minister Fan watched dumbfounded, burped three times in succession, but couldn't cry anymore.

"Immortal!" Luoyu was obviously taken aback, "Aren't you mortal either?" ”

The long sword inserted in the eaves had already flown back into Jiang Xiaoyu's hand, he put on an extremely handsome posture, raised his eyebrows and said, "When did I say that I am a mortal?" ”

"Good! Very good! Luoyu sneered, "Now, I can't find a reason not to kill you at all!" The long mace flew out, and between the lightning and flint, the two of them had already dismantled dozens of moves.

The roar of the giant snake landing on the ground covered up a qiē, Ji Wushuang looked up, and suddenly shouted, "Folks, let's kill this monster!" With that, he picked up a sharp piece of wood from the ground and stabbed it at the big snake lying on the ground. With the first, there was a second, and finally the crowd of onlookers swarmed in, holding stones, tiles, and sticks, and stabbing and stabbing at the python.

The true qi in Fang Ruo's body was disturbed by a strange force, and he couldn't move for a while. The flesh and skin of the body were torn apart, with hatred and brutality. The scales splashed, and Fang Ruo's heart became colder and colder.

When Jiang Xiaoyu was fighting, he glanced at it distractedly, and suddenly felt unbearable, no matter how he said, this snake demon is dedicated to his husband, so he shouldn't end up in such a miserable end.

"Are you still in the mood to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade here?" Luo Yu laughed shamefully, and the long gong in his hand with black demonic qi had already attacked. Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly felt a cold aura rise around him, and his reaction was half a beat slower, seeing that the long gong had arrived, he had no choice but to use his true qi to prepare to take this trick.

At this moment, the white whisk of dust came out of thin air, wrapped around the dark green long mace, and unloaded its strength, but the demonic qi on the mace had already reached Jiang Xiaoyu's face.

Jiang Xiaoyu was not afraid of this demonic energy, and he didn't plan to dodge it. A lake blue flashed in front of him, and then a faint scent of ink slid across the tip of his nose. His waist tightened and loosened, and when he turned back, Mao Qing was already in front of him, and he slashed at Luoyu with his backhand.

Luoyu thought that the victory and defeat had been divided, but he didn't expect to bite the gold halfway, and he was not in a hurry, he was hit on the shoulder, and staggered to stabilize his figure.

"Facial paralysis man, I played well, who rarely saved you!" Jiang Xiaoyu glared at Mao Qing and shouted unhappily.

Mao Qing held the dust whisk in his hand, only glanced at him lightly, then turned his head to look at Luoyu, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you from the Demon Clan?" ”

Before Luoyu could answer, Jiang Xiaoyu had already shouted impatiently, "You don't care who she is, whether it's a demon or a demon, you are a Taoist priest, just accept it, so much nonsense!" ”

Haoqing glanced at him again, and still asked Xiang Luoyu, "Are you from the Demon Clan?" ”

Jiang Xiaoyu opened his mouth and let out an "ah" sound, but he couldn't speak, and he was so angry that he was about to punch. At this time, Mao Qing glanced at him lightly, this time Jiang Xiaoyu learned to be obedient, quickly covered his mouth with his hand, and put on a posture of please.

"It seems that you are the legendary senior brother of Haoqing!" Luoyu looked Mao Qing up and down, with appreciation and excitement in her eyes.

"You're a demon?" Mao Qing spoke for the third time.

Luo Yu smiled and said, "If I am, what should you do?" If I am not, what should you do? ”

"Actually, there is no difference, I just don't kill the nameless!" Junya's face is still cold and silent, as if to say that the weather is good today.

Even Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but want to applaud him and give him a thumbs up.

"Kill me?" Luoyu seemed to hear something extremely funny, and tilted her head and laughed.

Mao Qing looked at him coldly, suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Xiaoyu, and said lightly: "She laughed, it's really ugly!" Jiang Xiaoyu was completely shocked by the other party's sudden affinity, glaring, grinning, and stunned.

In his eyes, a blue color flew away, like a beam of light, and the laughter stopped abruptly!

Luo Yu stiffly folded the hands around his neck, and his eyes glared at the owner of the hands with anger and evil spirit. Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but praise in his heart: Handsome! Immediately, he flew over, nodded his clear arm, and pointed to his mouth.

A trace of coolness suddenly surged in his throat, and the itchy Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help coughing, and shouted slowly: "I want to see what you ugly woman looks like today!" With that, he stretched out his hand to remove the black veil on Luoyu's face.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation on the ground, Mao Qing was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and threw Luoyu to Jiang Xiaoyu, flew to the ground, and the dust was lightly raised, separating everyone from Fang Ruo.

Jiang Xiaoyu was worried about Ji Wushuang, so he flew down with Luoyu. Ji Wushuang hurriedly ran over, met Shang Luoyu's eyes, suddenly felt extremely familiar, and reached out to pull the other party's veil. Before his hand touched it, he turned around, snatched the sword from Jiang Xiaoyu's hand, and stabbed straight over. Jiang Xiaoyu was startled, and while avoiding it sideways, he shouted: "Wushuang, you are crazy!" ”

Ji Wushuang's eyes were dull and unheard, like a puppet, and he only knew how to swing out one sword after another. Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly understood, turned sideways and slapped her unconscious with a backhand, and when she turned back, Luoyu was already gone.

Jiang Xiaoyu stomped his feet helplessly, and helped Ji Wushuang to look at Maoqing's side.

Blood and dirt stained the plain long skirt with swag, and her long hair was scattered over her shoulders. Fang Ruo stared at everyone with red eyes, and hissing a low sound came out of his mouth.