The autumn rain is very cold, and when it blows on people with the wind, it looks even colder.

Xie Xiaoman looked at the beautiful face, looked at the almost bewitching picture composed of scorched earth, blood red, demon beasts, beauties, and oil-paper umbrellas in front of him, and after a little silence, he spoke.

"Who are you?"

"The one who saved you."

"Why did you save me?"

"If you want to save it, you can save it."

"You brought this rain?"

"Yes."

"I'm just now, the voice in my head is also yours?"

"Yes."

"Who the hell are you?"

"I said it, the one who saved you."

"What else?"

"You have too many questions, too."

The woman holding the oil-paper umbrella finally ran out of patience and sighed slightly.

Her face is indeed beautiful.

It's so beautiful, even a simple sigh is enough to haunt people's dreams.

Even Xie Xiaoman was almost in a daze.

"People who look as beautiful as you are generally not human." Xie Xiaoman frowned at the tip of his nose a little seriously, and came to a conclusion, "Plus the aura operation method you just taught me is too weird, so I think you must not be a human being." ”

The rain was still falling, so the woman didn't close the oil-paper umbrella.

She jumped down from the corpse of the demon beast, and the oil-paper umbrella was like a parachute at this time, swinging leisurely in the rain, fluttering like a feather.

The woman was dressed in green radish satin, like a mist.

The fog is vast and the sky is wide.

Behind the woman, there was indeed a fog.

There was only a bright red oil-paper umbrella. and the blood of the monsters that flowed all over the place.

The same bright red.

The same red.

The woman stepped on such a pool of blood and walked over step by step.

She walked softly, softly, but still couldn't stop the blood from splashing on the ground.

So the blood stained the hem of her cigarette basket bit by bit. The turquoise is dyed red, like a flower.

It's beautiful.

It's bloody, but it's really beautiful.

"I walked through the south of the Yangtze River, and my face in the season is like the blossoming of a lotus."

Xie Xiaoman couldn't help but sigh.

This situation made her unable not to sigh.

"Thank you." The woman heard Xie Xiaoman's admiration, so she smiled. Sure enough, it is like a flower blooming, and the sky and the earth are colorless.

Xie Xiaoman was stunned, thinking that if he was a man. At this time, even if you don't have a nosebleed, you will have to drool.

The woman in front of her, holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandered alone. but there is no sorrow. There is no resentment.

There is rain between heaven and earth, but this is not an alley, but a battlefield.

There is life dying here, and the girl holding the oil-paper umbrella just waved her sleeves, like a passerby.

But Xie Xiaoman knew that she was not a passerby.

"This demon beast is called Dijiang." The woman walked up to Xie Xiaoman and spoke. The oil-paper umbrella in his hand was not closed, and it was still bright red.

The rain hits the oil-paper umbrellas. It fell down the surface of the umbrella again, reflecting the color of blood red, like blood water.

"Dijiang is actually a divine beast, living in the Tianshan Mountains and out of the British water. But this one doesn't know what kind of bewitchment he has suffered, he has become a demon from God, and he has lost his heart, so he will come to bring disaster to the world. The woman continued.

Xie Xiaoman looked at her face near her, and was shocked for a moment.

"You have a lot of courage, you only have such a little bit of cultivation, and you dare to run over and provoke Dijiang? Not to mention that the aura in your body is not satisfied, even if the aura is sufficient, are you sure to defeat it? ”

Xie Xiaoman half-raised his head, and the cold rain hit his face.

"Originally, there wasn't, but after seeing this rain, there was." Xie Xiaoman was a little ashamed, "I don't have the ability to rain, but I can see that as long as the blood is burning, it will be resurrected, right?" In that case, I will freeze as much blood as it flows. I can't let rain down, but I can let the blood dilute until it can't burn anymore. Wouldn't it perish forever? ”

After listening to Xie Xiaoman's words, the woman looked at her for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "What a stupid solution, what kind of ignorant and fearless person does this have to be to come up with such a solution?" If it were a normal person, he would definitely turn around and run. ”

Xie Xiaoman also smiled: "I haven't been a normal person for a long time." ”

"I can see it."

"You can rain rain, you can kill Di Jiang, and you can even name a method of aura operation that I have never heard of. So, you must not be a normal person either. ”

"Oh? You just said I wasn't human. Now that I have called another name, should I thank you? ”

"Okay, I won't shirk this kind of thing." Xie Xiaoman laughed.

She hurts everywhere, but her smile is still sincere.

"How can I thank you?" Xie Xiaoman looked at the woman, "At least let me know your name." ”

"My surname is Xia, Xia Hua." The woman smiled slightly, and it was as gorgeous as a flower.

"Born like a summer flower?" Xie Xiaoman raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Death is like a summer flower." Xia Hua said with a smile.

Xie Xiaoman looked at the sky: "I have an appointment in the evening, I'm afraid I can't talk to you more." I live in Nanluo Alley in Jiankang City, and if the girl is fine, she can go there and walk around. ”

"Okay, I'll be there for you at night." Xia Hua smiled.

Xie Xiaoman was stunned, and didn't understand what Xia Hua meant for a while.

"I'm alone and have nowhere to live. Since someone has an offer, it is natural that he will not refuse. Xia Hua looked at the vast fog in the distance, moved her fingers, and the rain slowly stopped.

She finally put away the oil-paper umbrella, and her gorgeous face was no longer covered by the oil-paper umbrella, and it was almost dazzling.

The dark clouds dispersed, and a ray of sunlight fell obliquely, falling on Xia Hua's body, making her a light blue dress, which was even more beautiful.

Xia Hua wears the most ordinary bun and wears a summer flower on her head, which is not gaudy, but only makes people feel charming.

Behind her was a mist that was gradually dissipating, and she was like a beauty coming out of the mist.

"I'll go to your house to rest my feet first, don't you mind?" Xia Hua waved her sleeves.

Of course, Xie Xiaoman didn't mind. Just clutched his chest and coughed twice.

"I see that your Yin Hall is black, and there should be a disaster of blood and light tonight. Are you sure you want to get out? Xia Hua stepped forward and did not look back when she said this.

Xie Xiaoman's coughing voice became heavier, and he stopped for a while, and followed her for two steps: "Do you still look at your face?" ”

"No, it won't." Xia Hua replied very crisply.

"Then why do you say that my Yin Tang is black?" Xie Xiaoman was stunned.

Xia Hua took out a small palm-sized bronze mirror out of nowhere and held it up to Xie Xiaoman's eyes: "Your whole face is black." ”

Xie Xiaoman looked at himself in the mirror, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

That's a!

The flames of the Emperor River burned all the woods and meadows, and the sky was full of black smoke and miasma! Crawl out of that place on your own. There is a burning pain all over the body, as well as the soot that falls on the body and face, it's strange if it's not black!

Xie Xiaoman wiped a handful of the remaining rain on his face. This time there was a big face, but the black ash on the printing hall was gone.

"It's much better this time." Xia Hua had bright eyes, smiled back, and took back the bronze mirror.

Xie Xiaoman's brain suddenly slammed twice. Suddenly, I felt that the beauty in front of me didn't seem to be very reliable...... The method she taught herself to work Reiki. It's not going to be a ticking time bomb, is it?

But then again, there was a time bomb in his body. Broken jars are broken, and a few more seem to be fine......

Xie Xiaoman thought so, pursed his lips, and continued to move forward.

Not far away, the boy had long since stopped playing the flute.

He looked at the fire and wind and rain over there, and he didn't know how many times his heart had rolled. I know that at this time the dark clouds will disperse and everything will calm down. One of his hearts still hangs high.

How's that guy? So what happened to the bear demon? Who won? Who lost? Is the sound of the flute played by yourself useful? What if the girl died? What if she wins?

The young man's heart hung in the air, he wanted to run over to see clearly, but he was worried that his grandmother beside him would have no one to take care of.

Grandmother's body is very weak and she can't move easily, otherwise she would have fled for her life from the village with her grandmother on her back, so why should she stay in Zhoushan Village all the time.

Before, my grandmother was blown out by a gust of wind from the immortal master of the sect, how can I carry my grandmother back now?

The boy looked at his grandmother, who was obviously in a state of mind, and his heart was even more flustered.

"Hey, the flute is playing well." Xie Xiaoman suddenly appeared in front of him, close at hand, the young man was startled, hurriedly took a step back, and was almost knocked down by the branch.

The young man looked at Xie Xiaoman's pale face, as well as the burned robe on her body, and the wounds on her arms, and his heart jerked: "Are you injured?" ”

"It's all a small injury," Xie Xiaoman raised the corners of his mouth, "I'll send your grandmother back." How about you, would you like to feel the feeling of flying again? ”

The young man's face turned paler, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Seeing this, Xie Xiaoman burst out laughing, but he couldn't help but touch the wound on his right lower abdomen, and the laughter stopped a little abruptly.

"You ......," the boy bit his lip, "I have some wound medicine at home." ”

Xie Xiaoman shrugged slightly: "It's okay, it's long gone, it's not in the way." She smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "I'm an immortal master, how can this little injury be taken seriously!" ”

Xie Xiaoman waved his hand, stopped talking nonsense with the young man, pushed a wind charm flat, steadily blew the young man's grandmother, and sent him back to the bed of the house two miles away.

"Then you're going to walk back by yourself?" Xie Xiaoman looked at the young man and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The boy nodded hurriedly.

"I have a flute, it's useless for me to keep it, I'll send it to you another day." Xie Xiaoman nodded and walked away.

"This ...... Immortal Master, you, what is your name, we will send a thank you gift tomorrow in Zhoushan Village. The young man mustered up the courage to stop Xie Xiaoman, and his whole face turned red.

Xie Xiaoman waved his hand and didn't respond, just quickened his pace.

The boy hurriedly chased after him, but where did he catch up? Seeing that Xie Xiaoman was just an ordinary pace, he quickly disappeared from view.

Xie Xiaoman saw that the person behind him gradually turned into a black spot, and he only felt refreshed in his heart.

After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden.

After a thousand years, the chic attitude of YY since childhood has finally been realized by himself.

This feeling is really not ordinary! (To be continued......)