147 A golden plum can be broken

"Nightmare" is classified this week, and the cover is very beautiful o(n_n)o~ Thank you to all the book friends who support Qianzhou! Mo Mo Da (*^__^*) Flying snow welcomes spring, plum blossoms bloom, Qianzhou wrote a "Snow Plum" to give to everyone as a New Year's gift: the cliff is full of branches, and the snow is cold. โ”Ÿโ•กโ”Ÿโ” โ•กโ”Ÿ.ใ€ˆใ€‚ Who can bend the wind dance, and the lonely boat is empty.

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"What are you doing?"

Lan Xun watched as Xiaohua struggled to break a bright golden plum, but he followed the two of them into the golden mound and glanced back at her.

"I didn't ...... Didn't do anything......"

Xiaohua looked embarrassed, and hurriedly put the golden plum into the bag, but because it was too long, a section was exposed on the outside of the bag, and she immediately made a decision, broke it into two, and finally threw it in.

"Short on money?" Lan Xun frowned, and his face quickly returned to calm.

"yes!" Xiaohua said in her heart, in fact, your wife and children are also short of money, but you don't know it at all. Nowadays, if you drop a dime or even a dollar on the ground, you may not bend down to pick it up, but if there is a pile of heavy gold, I am afraid that you will still rush to pick it up, after all, a penny of red envelopes are sought-after.

The purple jade space is very crazy and greedy to snatch books, vitality and aura, but she is indifferent to these golden things, she tried to communicate with it and put in all the bright and clear things in front of her, but she didn't expect that there was no movement at all, so she had to do it herself, but her bag couldn't hold a lot, how much could be broken.

"Hmm...... When I have a life, I will come out alive and help you move a few gold bricks to take away! โ€

Xiaohua thought that Ling Yu, who seemed to have no idea about the cost of oil, salt, firewood and rice, would also despise her, but she didn't expect that she would be willing to help her do such a cheesy thing, sure enough, Ling Yu is not a dusty fairy like Bai Zihua, but a pro-people male god who eats fireworks in the world!

This is the male god that is truly worshipped! Hey? Why did the ancients also say that they moved bricks? I was suddenly a little confused. โ”ž.

"Thank you Ling Daxia!"

When Xiaohua sincerely thanked Ling Yu, she winked at Lan Xun who had a straight face.

Lan Xun just glanced at Ling Yu nonchalantly and didn't say anything. Keep walking inside.

"When you come out, you move a few bricks too!"

Although Ling Yu also followed in Lan Xun's footsteps and continued to move forward, he suddenly spoke.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yu actually started to do ideological work for Lan Xun, Xiaohua couldn't help but secretly laugh for a while.

After thinking about it, he wondered if Ling Yu understood the mantra of modern people moving bricks.

There was no time for Xiaohua to think at all, and a cry of pain came into her ears.

"Meng Xuan?"

Isn't this guy pretty powerful?

Xiaohua immediately remembered the weird smile that Lan Xun and Ling Yu had had when they left earlier. โ”žโ•ชโ•โ”โ•โ•ž.ใ€Šใ€‚ So treacherous laughter must have been designed, but what kind of set can lower the prestigious so-called Tianzi No. 1 prisoner?

When the three of them approached the qi pool, they realized that there were several large blood stains on the gold bricks around the qi pool.

Is that Meng Xuan's, or Ah Zi's?

Xiaohua's heart was nervous.

I saw Ah Zi still lying calmly in the center of the qi pool, squinting contemptuously at the black-clothed man in hunting clothes with a walnut-sized scar on his forehead.

It's Meng Xuan's blood!

Why did he vomit blood from his mouth?

Hey! Wrong, not out of the mouth, but dripping from the left arm!

This time, Xiaohua finally saw it clearly!

The man's face turned pale. No, it's a miserable white! With a feminine face and a slender chin, it looks like a sickly handsome prince in a fairy tale! Against the backdrop of the black hunting suit, it is a bit like the legendary black and white impermanence! However, such a handsome impermanence came to ask for his life, I am afraid that many were so stupid and stupid to be hooked away from their souls, it must be! Is this a life-threatening request? Do you ask for someone else's life, or do you ask for your own life?

Meng Xuan seemed to be entangled by the chaotic vitality in the qi pool, and it seemed that he was trying to break free from the entanglement of the chaotic vitality. However, he couldn't break free, and the blood dripping from his left arm seemed to be performing a secret technique with some kind of spell!

Xiaohua looked at Lan Xun, a little puzzled.

She didn't know what Lan Xun and Ling Yu had done to Qi Chi. The boss who was previously powerful at the aura level was deflated.

What are Lan Xun and Ling Yu doing when they come back? Let's deal with this interstellar bandit named Meng Xuan?

Objective? To reclaim the Chaos Vitality in the Qi Pool?

"Meng Xuan! Want to help? โ€

Lan Xun's cold question didn't seem like a sincere attitude of helping at all, but instead carried a sense of coercion, which even Xiaohua could hear.

"What the hell is going on?"

The beads of sweat on Meng Xuan's forehead were comparable to soybeans, and against the backdrop of his pale complexion, they were even more crystal clear. The voice has a moist smoke cloud, which is very special. However, although the voice is not weak, it is clearly not as broad and confident as before.

Lan Xun sat on the ground on a nearby gold brick, more like watching the fire from the other side, "You are a demon cultivator!" This pure Chaos Vitality is not for you! โ€

"Holy! Say it! What's going on? โ€

Meng Xuan was obviously not a three-year-old child, but he just urged Lan Xun in a cold tone.

Lan Xun no longer talked nonsense, but his tone was casual and idle, and the words he said were slow and leisurely, almost word by word, "This chaotic vitality already has a master!" The more you suck it, the more the true element in your body will be sucked back! โ€

"Lord?" Meng Xuan obviously still didn't believe it, his iron-black and ebony-like body writhed a few times, and there was still a trace of a smile in the narrow Danfeng eyes in his pale cheeks, and he still smashed towards the three of them like a giant axe that opened the sky, sharp and profound, vast and grand, with a fierce and arrogant and mysterious power, like a whirlpool that was constantly generated in the previous hurricane, enveloping all three of them.

Xiaohua only felt as if she had suddenly fallen into a bottomless black hole again.

Meng Xuan hesitated for a moment, and then his sharp gaze like a giant axe smashed into Ah Zi, who was still staring at him coldly in the qi pool.

Meng Xuan's blood-dripping left arm pointed, and the direction was Ah Zi, "Is it?" This little thing? โ€

Lan Xun didn't answer immediately, nor did he nod or shake his head.

"What do you think?"

Ling Yu suddenly opened his mouth.

Xiaohua was stunned in her heart, these two people really shouldn't be together, one black and one white, it is obvious that black and white are impermanent, but it breaks the image understanding of black and white impermanence in her heart, black and white impermanence should be handsome, only in this way can it really hook the soul.

"What's that?"

Xiaohua was startled, and the gaze of the giant axe that opened the sky locked on to her alone! Xiaohua only felt that she was sinking deeper and deeper into the bottomless black hole, and her brain was dizzy, as if she had been stabbed by a thorn or hit by a cold ice cube, and her whole body trembled.

In fact, to be exact, the gaze of the giant axe of the sky was only locked on her left wrist.

"I see!" Meng Xuan only glanced at it, and actually said to himself. (To be continued.) )