Even if it is Miaojiang, the buildings here will inevitably have some flavor, and Wu Yu stepped barefoot on the bamboo ladder and played the flute.

After living for so long, if you don't know anything, you will always feel bored.

The afternoon sun sprinkled half of the stairs, Wu Yu squinted slightly, and the sun shone on his feet a little warm.

The person who walked up the mountain smiled with a fist, Wu Yu looked at him, and then blinked.

It's interesting to speculate on people's psychology, it's quite interesting.

He said, "Sister, Dad asked you and me to go." ”

Wu Yu leaned on his stomach and said, "You are the leader of the Rakshasa Sect and still listen to him, it's too embarrassing." ”

He wasn't annoyed, he just smiled and said, "He's our father." ”

Wu Yu looked at him, his face was alienated in the sunlight like a dream.

She got up, tapped the trunk with her flute and said, "I said, your set is useless on me, and the secrets of your and I cultivation are not restricted by each other. ”

"I know, but I still want to try it every time I see you."

Wu Yu didn't believe this, but he still followed him to the so-called father.

There was already a person standing in the dam in front of the hall, dressed as a Miao person, holding a jasper gold-billed cigarette gun in his hand, and he was smoking a big mouthful.

Wu Yu frowned, she had never liked the smell of tobacco.

Men don't smoke anymore.

He looked at the person who came down behind her and frowned, "Lianchengbi, you." ”

Lian Chengbi smiled and said, "Dad, let's talk about anything first." ”

The man glanced at him and said, "October 17th, the five-year alliance leader competition. I want you to understand this as a limit. ”

Wu Yu knew what he was talking about, everyone in the world said that the Rakshasa Order could determine life and death, but they didn't know that the Rakshasa Order was not one. Rather, there are three pieces, one of which are held by the head of the sect and one by the holy woman, and the last piece will be given out by various means within five years of the new leader's tenure.

This piece can decide who in the Rakshasa Sect speaks, and can decide the death of all Rakshasa beings.

A hundred years ago, the Rakshasa sect leader of that generation fell in love with the Ninety-Five Supreme, so he presented the token with both hands. On that day, the heavens and the earth were stained, and the corpses were thousands of miles away. Just because the emperor was angry.

This alliance leader tournament is probably a battle between the two of them.

Wu Yu said: "Wutong." ”

The man said, "Tomorrow." ”

Wu Yu nodded, turned around and left, and when he walked away, he could still hear the conversation between the two of them, and the man probably said 'let her go'.

Speaking so concisely and clearly, he really has the posture of leaning towards Gu Long. It's just that it's not a real ancient dragon after all. In the end, there is a layer of difference.

In short, let's get the Rakshasa Order in hand first, as for the Mary Sue heroine, she is the one who wants to rob the Mary Sue heroine's luck, so whoever dares to stand in front of her, then be ready to die, she has already realized something.

Later, she thought that it was stronger than hate. Obviously, love will make people so strong that they have no scruples.

Looking at it this way, this book is simply super positive. (Smack.) Nonsense. ）

Although it was the second day, Wutong came back that night, he didn't speak, just stayed outside, Wu Yu didn't want to go, but the smell of blood was too strong, Wu Yu thought about it, found the medicine bottle with his memory and threw it out.

Wutong didn't pick it up, he didn't dare, his master was moody.

After a long time, the candle flame in the house floated and went out.

The insects chirped, and he still maintained a straight posture with his waist straight, keeping his eyes open until dawn.

On the third watch, a voice came from inside the house: "Take medicine." ”

He lowered his head and picked up the medicine bottle, took off his clothes, the dark cloth was soaked in blood and stained, and the scar became more and more hideous in the moonlight, he shook the medicine powder on the wound, and there was a cold feeling from the wound, but he didn't dare to be careless, he was really afraid of his master.

After a sleepless night, when the rooster was crowing, he put on his dark clothes, and there was a little more doubt in his eyes.

At that time, he knocked on the door to deliver the clothes of the Central Plains people, but the people who should have been awake fell asleep, and he looked at his hands.

"You're wondering how to kill me."

No, he wanted to deny it, but he didn't speak, because he did.

Wu Yu got up and looked at the clothes she brought in, she still liked the makeup of the Miao girl on her body.

"Let's go."

Wutong's eyes drifted over his clothes, and he followed behind Wu Yu silently.

In the dam, the man looked at the makeup on Wu Yu's body, frowned, and finally said, "The horse is ready." ”

"Farewell, Daddy."

Wu Yu nodded at him slightly, got on the horse sideways, and galloped away, Wutong had no horse, but Wutong's speed was not slower than hers.

After a few hours, I entered the store, the store is an old store, the people are old people, there are countless precious medicinal materials in Miaojiang, there are also countless poisonous insects, snakes and ants, and many people who come here alone or for other reasons.

Wu Yu entered the store with a big sting, swept around the store, and few people dared to look at each other, except for the heroine Qiu Yi.

Wu Yu snorted, she didn't take it seriously, compared to the loneliness of the original owner, she didn't look down on the little white heroine at all.

Wutong lowered his head and followed, Wu Yu didn't let go of Qiu Yi's fierce reaction when he saw Wutong, if it weren't for the people on the side, he was afraid that he would stand up immediately.

Since it is said that the person is an old man, the room that the two of them enter is naturally a commonly used room.

Wu Yu looked at the street scene below, and she said, "Let's go." ”

Sycamore wouldn't question her, so he jumped down first.

Wu Yu stood on the edge of the bed, sprinkled the powder on his body into the room, and jumped down after doing this, Wutong had already caught him, Wutong always lowered his head, his hair covered his face, and he couldn't see clearly.

Wu Yu looked at the road below and said, "I don't want to go." ”

So Wutong hugged her, she was good in Miaojiang, but it was not good to enter the customs, because the two of them did not look like a good stubble, so there were often shops that were full of customers, but Wu Yu was the saint of Miaojiang this time, although it was not poisoned, but if it was something else, they had no law.

came and went, Wu Yu didn't do anything treacherous, but he and Wutong faced a scene where everyone shouted and beaten, but Wu Yu never took it seriously, so he acted recklessly, but he had a bit of the posture of a demon witch.

In fact, it is quite shameful to nest in the arms of the sycamore, but it is better to be held in your arms like this than stepping on the gravel on the ground.

Wu Yu also looked at the person in front of him, a little excited, it was really boring, such a shrimp soldier crab would not be defiled with a sickle, even if it was poisoned.

Sycamore put her on the tree and had the heart to solve it.

Wu Yu said, "It's not interesting. ”

She didn't express her displeasure exactly, and Sycamore froze, bent down and hugged her in his arms, and stepped away, leaving behind him scolding.

"Adulterer......

"Shameless ......"

The rest of the listening is not real.

Wu Yu said: "You are not annoyed. ”

Wutong said: "The slave's life is given by the master, and other people have nothing to do with the slave." ”

Wu Yu swayed his slender feet, and the baby's face was full of smiles, and he smiled: "But I'm annoyed." ”

When she said this, she looked like the most innocent girl was coquettish to her beloved, with a hint of defenselessness.

Sycamore stopped.

Wu Yu sneered: "Idiot, let's go, that kind of character." ”

The tone was completely disdainful of those few, with the implication that he didn't look down on the seven sages and eight heroes in the distance in the martial arts. (To be continued.) )