Chapter 63: Tear off your face
The snake demon grabbed Xiaoyu's neck, thinking that this woman actually knew how to change her appearance, but she could change her appearance in such a short time, he felt incredible, but she looked so ugly, in case this old ghost didn't recognize her true appearance, wouldn't his plan be all in vain? Hurriedly pulled Xiao Yu behind him, and Xiao Yu's soft body fell to the ground.
Bian Chengwang's blue eyes flashed, a crystal blindness was like a puncture, staring at the snake demon, his long hair was windless and automatic, one palm was facing down, one hand was behind his back, and a sharp sword suddenly appeared in his palm, and he slowly stepped out for a walk, and the sword went straight to the snake demon at the entrance of the cave.
The snake demon saw that it was really in the soup, it couldn't leave the cave, once it left, it would turn into a real body, not to mention that it had no mana, and it could only rely on entanglement, bite, and poison, but these were just small things for the old ghost, watching the sword cut through the falling dead leaves, and rushed straight through the air.
The colorful divine bird flapped its wings, and instigated three times in a row, a colorful auspicious light formed a barrier, and the sharp sword suddenly stopped in front of the snake demon's nose, constantly spinning, flashing with edge.
"King Bian Cheng, please raise your noble hand, the colorful is grateful......" The colorful divine bird stood in front of the snake demon.
"Wucai, you go back to the cave and stay well." The snake demon waved his hand, and his face was indeed so frightened that his face was covered with cold sweat, and he didn't dare to look at King Bian Cheng.
"You cover up evil, Ben Wan even did it with you." King Bian Cheng snorted, turned sideways, this colorful divine bird has been following the snake demon, and has been blessed with the snake demon's life, but it is always Wang Qiang who purifies the snake demon's heart. In the end, this snake demon not only did not change his life, but also used Xiaoyu to threaten, thinking of this, King Bian Cheng turned around, glanced at Xiaoyu lying on the ground, and couldn't help but sink in his heart.
With one move, he brought up a yin wind, rolled back the sword, and disappeared: "Wucai, give you another three years, if this beast does not repent again, then the king will no longer care about your feelings." ”
After speaking, the colorful divine bird Pu flapped his wings, and the multicolored glow of Wandao suddenly disappeared, and the snake demon turned around and glanced at the colorful color, moved the Adam's apple, and did not speak.
When he landed, it was the drunken immortal mountain, but he still remembered the scene when Xiaoyu and Yu Yu got up, how many precious magic weapons he dropped, how many books he burned, and the six halls are still being renovated.
King Bian Cheng placed Xiaoyu on the bamboo couch, touched his forehead, looked at Xiaoyu who was unconscious, his eyes were closed, and his eyelashes left a silhouette on his eyes.
King Bian Cheng healed her, the wound caused by a sharp weapon in her chest was still tirelessly oozing out with serum, this sword wound came strangely, it can be clearly seen that this wound is not very sharp, but an ancient sword wound full of mana, otherwise, a mortal body can naturally cut the heart and kill with one move.
King Bian Cheng didn't think much about it, and stopped Xiaoyu's bleeding first, her face was much better, no longer as white as paper, her breathing seemed to be stronger, her cheeks gradually became rosy, King Bian Cheng got up, ready to get her some water to drink, but she dragged her arm and didn't let go.
"Don't go, I'm so hot......" Xiao Yu screamed, breathing rapidly, like a fire.
"Hot?" King Bian Cheng was puzzled, and suddenly remembered the words of the snake demon, this ecstasy pill seemed to have a medicinal effect, King Bian Cheng's blue eyes flashed with embarrassment, and he was at a loss, looking back, Xiao Yu tore his collar with his other hand, revealing a delicate neck, blue and black blood vessels, and a red belly pocket embroidered with peonies.
"This king^...... Get you some water, wash ......" King Bian Cheng paced out the door, walked back and forth a few steps, a little uncertain, and heard a commotion in the house, the sound lingering like silk all the way around his heart.
"Xiao Yu ......" King Bian Cheng only felt that his back sank, and the back of a pair of white and snowy hands wrapped around his waist, King Bian Cheng looked back and looked down, Xiao Yu only had his belly pocket left on his body, his hot cheeks were against his neck, and his entire back was like a furnace.
"I ...... It's hot...... It's so hot......" Xiaoyu muttered to herself: "You are so cold, so comfortable......"
"Xiaoyu, you have been poisoned...... King Bian Cheng turned around and held her shoulder, looking at her seriously, his cheeks were crimson, and his eyes were blurred, as if he had lost his soul.
"Help me...... I...... I'm so thirsty, so hot......" Xiaoyu muttered to herself, her voice was like a copper bell, green silk wrapped around her ears, around the heartstrings of King Bian Cheng, knocking gently.
"Would you like to be the princess of this king?" King Bian Cheng asked cautiously, as long as he wanted her an answer, he would not hesitate to ask her.
"No, isn't it, isn't it uncomfortable to be a princess? I...... I'm just hot, uncomfortable......" Xiaoyu felt a fire burning in her lower abdomen, almost melting her stomach.
"Good...... Ben Wang will help you ......"
King Bian Cheng's eyes are like this, and he is still so stubborn, he hugged Xiaoyu horizontally and suppressed his heartbeat.
He was extremely unfamiliar with this feeling, like a thief breaking into his heart, keeping you awake at night, unable to eat, and thinking about everything, her hot body was like a jade statue that had just been brought out of the oil pot.
"Puff"
King Bian Cheng threw Xiaoyu into the pool at the door, and three black lines were instantly hung on the door of his head.
Xiaoyu instantly sank into the pool water, gurgling and blistering, and after a while, Xiaoyu rushed up, her head just appeared above the water, and she raised her hand and stabbed her face: "You bastard.................."
Xiao Yu pinched the torn mask and gritted her teeth, eager to bite him, treat him as a duck's neck, even swallow the bones, and turn into, Xiao Yu's eyes seemed to be blurred, as if awake, and the lower abdomen was hot, as if with the demonic energy, squeezing, if not released, it would definitely bleed, Xiao Yu could almost hear the sound of the meridians around her body exploding, and she was about to sink to the bottom again.
King Bian Cheng frowned, his blue eyes showed surprise, this, isn't this Xiaoyu? What the hell is going on? There is no reason for a remnant soul to be reincarnated as a mortal and be so similar to the previous life? With a mind full of questions, a mengzi plunged into the pool and went straight to the bottom of the pool.
Bian Chengwang's long hair is like a ghost claw, with one hand behind his back, his clothes are floating in the water, his blue eyes are extremely nervous, seeing Xiaoyu's body sinking into the bottomless deep pool, Bian Chengwang raised his hand, and pushed out with one palm, and a yin qi suddenly separated the pool water, the algae at the bottom of the pool, and the white prawns jumped at the bottom of the deep pool.
Landing on the shore, the pool behind him quickly gathered and calmed back.
"Shuqin ......" King Bian Cheng muttered to himself, his blue eyes affectionate: "No, you are Xiaoyu." ”
(Today's explosion is complete.) )