Chapter 208: Crane Hair and Green Clothes
There was someone in the tent, and it was in bed. It's just that the figure is too compact, the sleeves are past her blind spots, and the sight is too precious, so that she can't see it.
It was a little old man in green, sitting cross-legged a foot away, with a childish face, staring at Qinghe.
He snickered, seven points of gloating, three points of schadenfreude.
Qinghe was shocked and frightened, hurried and lucky, his eyes were like touching needles, his body and mind were like lying on ice, and he was even more like wanting to cover up, covering his ears and stealing the bell, and he was ashamed and ashamed.
Before he could talk, the sound of footsteps outside the tent became heavier, and a voice, gloomy and cold, like a hundred zhang of ice, resounded from the tent and reached the ears: "The old guy is more cunning than the nine-tailed fox!" How can he find a way to pry his teeth open? β
When Qinghe heard this, he almost exclaimed, and blurted out: "It's not good!" 'Green Kaede'! β
A woman's voice was poisonous and cold: "Senior Brother Qing, why bother with your subordinates? Give him the maple leaf cold poison, he has long been obedient, you say that he doesn't dare to go east. β
Oh! "White maple"!
A man's voice was like thunder: "Why do you need to be like this?? η·η·η΄η΄η΄γ£?δΉζ¨? Key Lead?/p>
Wow! "Red Kaede"!
With a coquettish smile, he was extremely well-behaved: "Senior Brother Chi, why don't you choose what to say?" In my opinion, killing people is not fun. It's better to catch a cat and mouse, it's fun to play and have fun. β
Oh, my God! "Bi Fengzi"!
A charming smile, soft and charming: "Yes, Senior Sister Bi is reasonable, the old man has poor patience, and he is most afraid of soft grinding and hard bubbles." β
Wow! "Blue Maple"!
A man's voice was like a bell: "Two sisters of Bilan, don't want the kindness of a woman, ruin the six of us." This old thing, but it is extraordinary, and it doesn't cry when you don't see the coffin. We only have Han Feng and Jin Sai, and the double poison goes together. β
Emma! "Golden Cicada"!
Although he was infinitely frightened, Qinghe had already heard that the "six sons of the maple cicada" and the little old man were friends and foes, so they immediately decided: "Jiang is still old and spicy, and he has green clothes and white hair." β
Who made him smiling, affable, and approachable?
Hearing the "six sons of the maple cicada" step into the tent, Qinghe did not hesitate anymore, a "floating cloud wanderer", flipped homeopathically; followed one after another, "hiding the edge and gathering Ying", hiding behind the little old man in green.
As soon as the curtain was lifted, six mermaids rushed in, all of them were majestic and murderous. One has a blue complexion, with a green maple sword on his back; One was as pale as snow and held a white maple sword; A hideous face, holding a maple leaf shovel horizontally; A delicate face, swaying a maple leaf fan; A graceful demeanor, fluttering maple leaf silk; One has a sallow complexion and holds a golden cicada knife in his arms.
Qinghe hid under the quilt, shrunk into a ball, and was frightened: "Bo Ying is right, the Wu army is in the camp, and there are many wicked people." β
Look at the little old man in green again, but he is sitting on the couch, naΓ―ve and cute, and his face does not change. While maintaining cordiality and friendliness to the "Six Wicked Ones", he concealed the green lotus behind him.
The "Qingfengzi" led by him was the first to speak: "Old man, you are a master of the Tao, and you are not very respected. Your martial arts are unique in the world, and you are like a treasure for the 'Wind Splitting Divine Skill'. β
Although "Qingfengzi" has a solemn face and a fierce momentum, he is even more heavily guarded, thinking that he is very afraid of the little old man.
The little old man nodded his little one, so big aura: "Admiration? You don't have to. What about Secker? Tell him to come and talk. β
Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of "desolation", the "golden cicada" was full of anger, and the golden knife was unsheathed: "What is the identity of the owner?" Are you old urchin who wants to see you? β
"Qingfengzi" was afraid that the situation would deteriorate, so he hurriedly stepped forward and tried his best to dissuade him: "Why is Brother Jin in a hurry? At the age of the old man, let's talk about some etiquette, can we still suffer a loss? It's better to negotiate twice and think long-term. β
Turning to look at the little old man, he pretended to be kind and pleasant: "Now, the six of my brothers and sisters are made by the 'Splitting Wind True Qi', and I hope that your old man will be merciful and will crack the mantra of the 'Splitting Wind Sword Qi' and teach one or two, and my brothers and sisters will treat each other with courtesy." β
The little old man showed approval on his face, but he still couldn't see the joy, anger and sorrow: "As long as the children are obedient, filial piety to my old man, and compassionate, isn't it easy to come?" It's just that you see, my old man, old and deaf, and the tent is impermeable, so it is really 'the sound of maple and cicadas, the sound is not in my ears; The cold qi sword qi, the qi is not smooth'. In a moment, how do you come up with a solution? β
Seeing that the "Qingfengzi" was not good-looking, the "Golden Cicada" pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, the little old man shrank his head and hid his head, and was a few inches shorter, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you let me breathe and be smooth?" As long as you follow my old man's house, you will definitely be able to get the 'Wind Splitting Heart Method' as you wish. β
The little old man's voice was like a bell, and there was no voice of old man. Qinghe even suspected that because of his rash entry, the light turned from bright to dark, and the contrast changed drastically, misleading his vision, and mistaking his real age.
When the "Golden Cicada" heard this, he was impatient, and he broke off with a cry, like thunder: "Old fox! Let's get it straight! How long will it take? β
The little old man salivated and said: "Spring is coming, frogs are singing and cicadas are noisy, and there is noise everywhere." Give me half an hour for the old man, and I will let you go to the buoy! β
The "Golden Cicada" was not annoyed, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, old fox! One last chance to live! If you play tricks again, you will be asked to report to Lord Yama with the cold poison of Jinsai! β
"Chi Fengzi" laughed, shook the curtain, and the gale howled: "Old fox, if you play tricks and hide treachery, you can only plant flowers and grass on Huangquan Road, and you can be at ease!" β
The six devils who killed people without blinking an eye finally turned around and came out of the tent, but they were not at ease, and dozens of people shouted to keep the tent outside.
Qinghe jumped up with a carp, trying to find an opportunity to slip away. was dreaming of escaping, when he suddenly felt a cold wind rise, the cold air hit his heart, and in an instant, his wrist was deeply clawed. Looking back, it was the little old man who shot as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder.
When Qinghe was shocked, he was sweating, and he felt that his hands were cold? Person: "I don't know where he is, the old immortal, the magic is boundless?" β
Before he could ask, he said ghostly: "Little ghost, don't even think about it!" I can't even get out, let alone you! β
Qinghe's heart was shocked, and after careful inspection, he saw that he had white hair and a red face, and he was in good spirits. I couldn't help but wonder: "How old is he?" β
It's a pity that she has never had a concept of the elderly, half a hundred, a sixtieth, an ancient rare, and an old man, the difference is not big, and it is really difficult to distinguish.
He was short, and sat there, huddled in a ball, like a civet in green.
Although Qinghe knows that the Xishu man does not have an advantage in size, he is already short and concise, and he is not surprised. However, he was too small, and he was three points shorter than her.
Looking at the little old man, I couldn't help but feel compassion, and my mother's love was overflowing: "How can I take the baby out of danger?" β
Unexpectedly, the little old man was sitting precariously, with his hands twisted and his hair long, his expression was clear, and he had the demeanor of an elder: "Little ghost! There are six people outside the tent, known as the "crazy six sons". All of them are ruthless and murderous. Your 'maple leaf cold poison' is given by them. Do you have the confidence to defeat six people in one fell swoop? β
Qinghe was shocked when he heard this: "How does Grandpa know that I have cold poison in my body?" β
The little old man smiled evilly: "It's only your husband who blames you, it's too unpopular." Only think about state affairs, not sexual affairs. Poor and pitiful, for two months, you have never eradicated the cold poison in your body. Your little face is still as white as snow. Your veins are still as cold as frost. β
Qinghe was still puzzled: "How does Grandpa know ......?" β
The little old man was already impatient, and immediately interrupted her: "Little ghost, let's not dwell on revenge; Let's start with the key points and return the favor quickly. β
Qinghe felt even more incredulous: "Repay the favor? β
He shook his head again and again, and sighed repeatedly: "You little ghost, your memory is really bad!" How can I forget my great kindness in the blink of an eye? If I don't come to the rescue, how can you be alive? Still a husband for nothing? Although he doesn't care about you, he is also a peerless hero. β
Qinghe was shocked again and again, only to feel incredible, swept past her husband, and directly repaid the favor: "Grandpa!" Since you saved me? Why didn't you say it earlier? I will repay the kindness. β
She was most afraid of owing the wicked people, and she was relieved: "It turns out that the person who crossed my 'splitting the wind and true qi' was not "flying dragon in the sky". I said, 'How can he have such good intentions?' He is resolute and resolute, his heart is as hard as ice, how can he save my life regardless of life and death? In this way, he is the only one who has harmed me, but I owe nothing to him. β