After the 360-degree rotation in the air was completed, Feng Qianji fell into the water gorgeously, and drank several sips of water before climbing out of the water again. The purple gauze hat fell, revealing his beautiful face, and his black wet hair fell down, half-covering his white and tender cheeks, which was the most charming and deeply beautiful. But he felt that his face was only inferior compared to hers.

The ugly girl is beautiful, and it is so thrilling that it kills! If she appeared on the streets of Dandu like this, those who didn't have heart disease would be shocked by her heart attack, as for those literati and artists who had nothing to do to eat, wouldn't they be busy becoming spinning tops?

The huge and heavy ice coffin fell in the palm of his hand, and his golden eyes flashed, facing the purple-red phantom in mid-air, raising his head and hooking his lips, smiling brightly and openly: "Chishui girl, this thing belongs to me!" ”

"Mei ...... Plum God?! ”

Zhong Chishui cultivated immortals under the Yuanzun seat of Xunchi, and had a relationship with the plum god five hundred years ago. At that time, Xunchi Yuanzun took Chishui down the mountain to kill the eagle demon, and met the plum god who was looking for someone to drink and play in the world. As a result, Xunchi Yuanzun chased Jiu Mingmei nine thousand and eight hundred and seventy times, wanting to accept her as an apprentice.

Jumping from under the seat of Taifeng Yuan Zun to under the seat of the old pervert? Jiu Mingmei naturally doesn't do it, although his master is a bad old man, chattering, verbose, and has a lot of problems, but it is his own. But his own family is always a thousand times stronger than the old pervert's family.

So, Jiu Mingmei rejected the smoke pool 9,870 times, and in order to avoid the smoke pool from going to Taifeng Yuanzun to beat her little report, she helped clean up the wandering eagle demon.

The eagle demon had eaten many babies, and its demonic aura was so strong that Zhong Chishui was almost killed by it while chasing him. As a result, the eagle demon was plucked one by one, the eagle claws were broken, the wings were skimmed, the skin was stripped off, and thrown into the snake's nest to let the snakes devour all the flesh and blood.

Zhong Chishui was frightened by her fierce and fierce style, and broke out in a cold sweat, deeply doubting whether she was a god or a demon.

Today, I was cultivating in the middle of the lake, but I was disturbed by two guys who didn't know whether to live or die, and I was very unhappy. As soon as she saw the ugly girl who broke in, Zhong Chishui didn't care, and when she went to Feng Qianji to report to her home, she just thought that this girl was the new apprentice of Xunchi, so it was good to kill her. Who would have thought that Mei Shen, who was buried under Fengluan Mountain by that blizzard, would return alive?!

Zhong Chishui took two steps back, Jiu Mingmei is the most favorite apprentice candidate for the smoker, Feng Qianji is the only male apprentice accepted by the smoker, what will the smoker be like if he kills these two people? She wanted to see it, she wanted to see it very much, and her heart trembled when she wanted it! But that's a god......

There is a god-killing curse, what about the gods?!

Zhong Chishui silently recited the spell, only to see a green cat's eye appear in the center of her head. Fang Cai's god-killing spell was destroyed by Feng Qianji, which caused her body and soul to be severely damaged, but it was still not difficult to do it again!

The cat's eyes shot a green light, piercing straight at Jiu Mingmei.

Jiu Mingmei shook her red hair, hooked her index finger, and threw the ice coffin up unhurriedly, her body slightly to the side, dodging the attack.

Zhong Chishui just wanted to attack again, but he felt a palm wind behind him, and he took a palm on his back. The palm of Mei God is not something ordinary people can afford. Zhong Chishui vomited a large mouthful of blood, splashed it on the surface of the lake, and mixed it with the large piece of fish blood.

Zhong Chishui turned around suddenly, and the silver sword was inserted behind him, but when he saw Jiu Ming Yingying smile, he turned sideways slightly, and punched her in the ear. She was a little blindsided by this punch, her brain was buzzing, and her eyes were a little uneasy, as if she had seen the chilling smile when Jiu Mingguang tortured and killed the Eagle Demon five hundred years ago.

Jiu Mingmei used a simple trick, and with Zhong Chishui's strength, he could completely fight back. However, Zhong Chishui practiced more spells, and his body was not as strong as Mingmei, and his moves were not fast enough, so he was beaten by Jiu Mingmei's fast and ruthless moves.

The god-killing curse resumed, but Jiu Mingmei didn't give her time to use the curse at all.

A straight kick in the abdomen!

A gorgeous purple-red shadow was kicked directly into the lake after a flick in the air.

Jiu Mingmei rushed into the lake and opened her golden eyes to look for the human demon, but only the corpse of the fish was left in the lake, and there was no shadow of the purple-red robe at all. She shook her head, stretched out the lake to look, but she didn't see it, and then she went into the water to look, and then she came out of the water to see, and sniffed again, several times, but she couldn't find anyone.

Jiu Mingmei scratched her ears: "Escaped?" ”

Feng Qianji couldn't help but smile when she saw her stupid appearance of looking for someone up and down from a distance. He was about to tell her that Zhong Chishui had indeed escaped by taking advantage of the water, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the huge ice coffin falling and smashing into her head! His heart was about to jump in his throat, and he shouted, "Be careful! ”

The ice coffin hit the skull, and with a "oops" sound, Jiu Mingmei was smashed into the lake.

She held the ice coffin with one hand, touched the bag on her head with the other, and looked like "Uncle Ben is very unhappy", and Feng Qianji leaned forward and closed her back happily. Acrobatics is messed up, that's probably the effect.

Feng Qianji laughed for a while, then swam over, took off the ice coffin she was holding, and rested it on her left shoulder.

"Are you okay?" Jiu Mingmei glanced at the blood hole in his chest and his pale face, and shook his head.

Feng Qianji suddenly paused, turned around, and her strong right arm suddenly stretched out, hooking her neck. His face was so close to hers that it was almost close to hers, and she could even feel the man's even, warm breathing. Xu had not been so close to a man for a long time, and there was a faint fragrance of flame grass in his breath, and she was in a trance, and she forgot to teach this light mortal a lesson for a while.

"Never question whether a man is okay," Feng Qianji whispered, "that will only make him want to dominate you even more." ”

Man? Jiu Mingmei looked at his white, beautiful and clean little white face, and looked left and right, except for the sissy, there was nothing! She grinned and was about to lose a loss, but saw that he was the first to let go, and carried the ice coffin ashore.

Between her gaze, she saw a beautiful painting that she would never forget in this life, even if it was eroded by weak water later, and her skin and flesh were about to burn away, she still kept thinking about it in her heart, and this moment was inexplicable and chaotic throbbing.

Step by step, Feng Qianji walked out of the water and stood under the light. The purple robe was already tattered, and only the lower half of the robe was still dripping with water, loosely hanging around the waist. His upper body is as white and delicate as a protein, but it does not look pale and weak. The huge and heavy ice coffin pressed against his left shoulder, causing his muscles to tense, and the muscles on his back were tight and bulging, strong and powerful, making him look like a giant.

The moment his feet stepped on the shore, he suddenly stopped and turned around. From the collarbone to the pectoral muscles to the abs to the mermaid line, everything is strong and perfect. He does not seem to be standing in the sun, but he is a light in himself, hot, warm, and powerful.

I saw him elegantly stretch out his right hand, and his lips slowly hooked a charming arc: "Mei'er, come up." ”