Chapter 462 The noble son of Jinling
Unexpectedly, the tilting fan was really as Rong Ji said, and in order to sow discord, he did not hesitate to gamble himself.
"Go check it out. I took Rong Ji's arm and said with interest.
At that time, the originally silent dense forest actually heard the intermittent low sobs of the fans.
Just hearing his voice, he guessed the degree of cruelty of Qiqi.
Rong Ji frowned slightly, and asked me sideways, "Why don't you go?"
I shook my head, "Tilting Fan does not hesitate to bet on herself, if we don't go to the show, she is afraid that she will be indignant, and she will come to the door after all." ”
At this moment, there was a sudden roar of a fierce beast in the forest, which shook the birds in the forest and fled.
What's the situation?
Rong Ji and I looked at each other, and then the lightning and thunder followed the sound.
In the dense forest, the fog gradually lifted.
Qi Qi fell to the ground in a daze, and there was still a wooden hairpin in his heart.
And on the side of it, the unclothed tilting fan panted, leaning weakly on the trunk of the dead tree behind it, and the mottled blood stains and dead leaves on the body were particularly broken.
Hearing the footsteps of me and Rongji, he slowly opened his blood-red eyes.
There was anger in her eyes, mixed with a little grievance, like after being humiliated.
"Childe, this evil beast hides the fairy spirit of the queen of heaven in its heart, and it cries out to destroy it with the fairy spirit of the queen of heaven. Out of desperation, I had no choice but to take on the appearance of the girl next to you, commit myself to it, and take advantage of its unpreparedness to take out the heart of the evil animal. The water eyes stared directly at Rong Ji, and then lightly opened his palm, presenting the queen fairy spirit intact in front of Rong Ji.
Rong Ji glanced coldly at the stiff Qiqi, then glanced at the fan coldly, and silently took the fairy spirit in her hand without saying a word.
Tilting Fan smiled bitterly, "Isn't it worthy of a word of thanks for making such a big sacrifice for you?"
"Thank you for shaving the Emperor's Tomb?" Rong Ji said expressionlessly, his patience almost exhausted.
"Childe, you really don't know how to do it. Poor Qi, this evil animal, is interested in the girl next to you. In order to rescue the fairy spirit of your deceased relative, I did not hesitate to disguise myself as her and suffered humiliation. Not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you also framed me for digging the emperor's tomb, where is the reason of heaven?" poured the fan and wept blood, becoming more and more excited.
If it were someone else, I would definitely be grateful for what the fan had done. She sacrificed her life without hesitation, compared to my ***, I don't know how many times.
Unfortunately, the tilting fan is faced with tolerance.
He is the most affectionate and the most ruthless.
Regarding the accusation of the tilting fan, Rong Ji said nonchalantly, "Thank you for cutting the emperor's tomb?"
As soon as Rong Ji said this, he was so angry that he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood in a row, "Didn't I explain it to you? I am indeed the Phoenix God and Phoenix Lord, and I do have the intention of revenge." But I'm pure to you. ”
"I have a wife, why do I need your purity?" Rong Ji replied coldly.
"You!" he said, holding on to his injured body in indignation, limping away.
I stared at her embarrassed back and muttered, "Did we really not misunderstand her?"
Rong Ji said indignantly, "Regardless of whether the person who digs the Emperor's Mausoleum is her or not, it is not false that she seduced your man in front of you." Your heart is so big, she blatantly secretly sent autumn waves to me, and you are not angry at all?"
"Angry. I'm so angry that I want to tie you to my belt. I said this, and untied the ribbon from my waist and wrapped it around his wrist.
The tolerance is easy to coax, back and forth, and quickly dissipated.
After a while, the paper crane with a glowing white light flew in front of Rong Ji, fluttering its slender wings, and then stood quietly in Rong Ji's ear, whispering.
"What is it talking about?"
I stared curiously at the crane, which was so close to Rong Ji, and carefully held it in the palm of my hand, but I couldn't understand what it was saying.
Rong Ji said in a deep voice, "So I invite you to go to Peach Blossom Stream for a small gathering." ”
"So?"
"I said I found an old friend and wanted to introduce it to you. ”
When I said this, I was even more interested. Therefore, he has a cold temperament, and lives alone in the peach blossom stream all the year round, but he can't imagine that he still has old friends.
"Ge'er, the peach blossom stream has become the eighth ancient battlefield in the dense forest. It's hard and dangerous, do you know?" said Tolerance and Prudence.
"Since they have all broken into the eighth ancient battlefield, why don't you go all out and break through the evil aura of the Nanqiang dense forest? Ono is young, and I still want to give Ono the inexhaustible divine power in the ancient battlefield. "I gently held Rong Ji's arm, moved with affection, and knew with reason.
Although Rong Ji was reluctant to take me there, he couldn't leave me alone, and after a moment of entanglement, he had to take me deep into the heart of the forest.
It is also peculiar to say, the peach blossom stream is located in the territory of Beili, but for some reason, it was moved to the Nanqiang dense forest.
After walking for several miles, I finally heard a gurgling stream gushing out of the mountain stream.
Tracing the stream, scorching peach blossoms for ten miles, fragrant and fragrant.
The overwhelming peach blossoms swept away the slaughter in the dense forest, leaving a pure land to lie down, the clouds rolled up, and the clouds were comfortable.
In an instant, the plain white cicada veil came to the face.
I squinted slightly, and before I took off the veil, I had already glimpsed the two white figures outside the veil.
Rong Ji darkened his face, stared coldly at the two people who were floating and letting themselves go in the peach blossom stream, and said in an unkind tone, "It seems that I didn't sincerely invite you to have a small gathering." ”
I sneered, "What's the matter with the same mussel? In his heart, there is no love between men and women." ”
"I don't think so. ”
"Spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. I muttered quietly, as thin as a mosquito.
Rong Ji Xu didn't hear what I said, and only moved his gaze to the man on the side, looking at it very seriously.
I followed Rong Ji's line of sight, staring at the noble son on the side, and suddenly felt very familiar.
By the way, isn't this exactly what he has been dreaming about for a long time and looking for tens of thousands of years in Jinling?
I have been in a dream, and I have witnessed the whole process of turning into a giant river mussel, whisking the piano with the fine flesh of the river mussel, and stunning the boole alive when I hear the sound. Therefore, I have a little impression of Boole's voice and smile.
Bul emerald green gown plus body, cuffs embroidered with colorful butterflies playing flowers, just looking at its posture, you feel the charm into the bones, like the heart of the **** before the **** Haohai son Li Musang.
His voice is very different from the indifferent and dusty one on his side.
"It's better to see than to hear. The Peach Blossom Stream is really a fairy dwelling in the world, and it is beautiful. Bull twisted his orchid fingers, and for a moment he ran a lock of long hair down his sideburns.
In the light of the water that is as elegant as mist, it floats out of the water, and his pale skin is faintly shiny and flowing. The most touching thing is his crystal-clear eyes, which are crystal clear and ten thousand years old.
After a long time, his throat moved slightly, breaking the color of spring, "Bull, would you like to stay here with me for a long time?"
Bull looked back, hooked his angular-shaped jaw with one finger, and chuckled, "You are a mussel, I am a sandpiper." Aren't you afraid that I will destroy your peach blossom stream with one hand?"
"Don't be afraid. I'm here, and the peach blossom stream is there. Therefore he gathered his plain robe lightly and poured it towards the shore.
The tassels of the cloud map at the hem of his clothes spread out in all directions, like waves crashing on the shore, and the waves were magnificent.
Bulmei's eyes narrowed slightly, and she drank the mellow peach blossom brew with her neck, "If you were a woman, I would probably stay for you for three or two years." It's a pity, it's a pity. ”
"What is a pity?" so he turned around, and the sparkle in his eyes was as bright as a star.
Bull sighed and leaped lightly ashore, his emerald robe framing the curves of his body.
Although I think Boole is too charming, I can't deny that his charm is just right, and it is not too tacky to be dyed with the fireworks of the world.
"It's a pity that I only love beautiful women. Bul said locally, pacing barefoot to and fro on the embankment.
As soon as he came, the peach blossom stream, which was as quiet as snow, became a little more vibrant.
It's like a lifeless painting, with an extra finishing touch, and it instantly comes alive.
The pregnant spirit in my womb rubbed my belly with great excitement, as if I was fascinated by the beauty in front of me, and I couldn't find the north.
Suddenly, Bull suddenly reversed direction, and he came with red silk in his hand.
"Ten miles of scorching peach blossoms, like you. He tossed the red silk in his hand and stared at me with burning eyes.
My heart skipped a beat, but not by Boole, but by the sudden cold look in his eyes.
Just as I was busy hiding behind Rong Ji, Bull suddenly pinned the peach blossom in his palm behind Rong Ji's ear, "Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world." ”