Good times are always short-lived, leaving people with only endless nostalgia.

These days in the cave are destined to be a good time that the two of them will never forget. But out of the cave, they had to return to their original identities.

The coach of the "Avengers" of the Tang Dynasty and the saintess of the Great Xia Shenwu Sect.

For three days, the two of them tacitly did not communicate more, but just hurried silently. Because every time they say a word, they are afraid that the reluctance in their hearts will add a point.

Walking in the opposite direction along the river, it seems that the mountain scenery is always the same. The scenery is beautiful, but people don't want to appreciate it.

I don't know where the army of Xia has gone? The "Avengers" wonder if they are in danger again? Leaving the paradise, the bonds of the world immediately returned to their minds, as if the lingering of that night was just a dream.

"If the slave guessed correctly, this mountain should be Helianda Mountain, and the river in front of him is the Changshui River that is regarded as a holy river by the people of the eastern Xinjiang of the Xia Kingdom. Follow the river all the way and we'll be able to get out of here. ”

Su Meier pointed to the distance and said with a sad expression.

"Mo Lingtu's troops should have been waiting there." Tang An smiled and said, "That stinky boy is so important to you, I'm afraid I don't have any good intentions, you have to be more careful, don't wink with him." ”

Su Mei'er stopped her anger. The biggest advantage was taken by him, and he actually said that other men were not well-intentioned, what kind of logic is this?

After being annoyed, Su Mei'er felt sweet and regretful in her heart, and sighed and said, "The slave thing doesn't seem to have anything to do with you anymore." ”

"Fuck, who said it doesn't matter? You are my woman one day and my woman all your life! Tang An glared and said, "If you don't go with Lao Tzu now, one day Lao Tzu will take you back to Datang and let you be my wife honestly." ”

"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?" Su Mei'er sighed, "The slave also hopes that there will be such a day, but I don't know... How far away that day will be. ”

"It's not far, at most it's the distance from here to the top of the mountain..."Tang An stretched out his hand and pointed, but saw a black spot on the top of the mountain. Hey, there's someone over there. ”

Su Mei'er looked at his fingers, and her face suddenly changed.

She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, her ears and eyes are clear, and she naturally sees more clearly than Tang An. Not only did she know the black-clad figure, but she was also familiar with it—who was it if it wasn't the Holy Son?

They saw Ying Xie on the top of the mountain, and Ying Xie naturally saw them. The figure on the top of the mountain flickered and flew down towards the two.

"It's an evil response."

Su Meier's face was extremely ugly. Ying Xie is a holy son, and he has the true inheritance of the great elder, and his martial arts are unfathomable. If it was in normal times, Su Meier would not have taken him seriously, but he fell into the river and caught a cold that day, and he has not recovered until now, and he has no strength in his body.

When he got closer, Tang An squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly remembered that when Mo Lingtu planned to negotiate with him, it was this man in black who was the one who got in the way, and snorted coldly: "It's like a sissy, it won't be a butt seller, right?" ”

Su Mei'er's face was solemn, and she didn't understand Tang An's sarcasm: "You go first, and the slave will go to find you after solving this jumping clown." ”

It is no secret that Ying Xie and Su Meier are not on good terms, and from the day he dared to stop Su Meier's carriage, it can be seen that the word "saint" has no weight in his mind at all. He can ignore the long-standing rumors in the Xia Kingdom and enter the swamp alone, I am afraid that he has already implied the determination to kill people.

Tang An knew Su Meier's physical condition very well, dragging her seriously ill body, and she was afraid that she would not be able to exert even fifty percent of her kung fu. If she had the confidence to defeat the evil spirit, why bother to find a reason to support herself in advance? When she said this, she must have planned to die.

Tang An held Su Mei'er's little hand and said, "Run a fart, really think Lao Tzu is a little white face?" You are my wife, and you should hide under Lao Tzu's crotch... No, it's behind you. ”

Su Mei'er was moved in her heart, but she wrinkled her eyebrows and said: "Tang An, now is not the time to be impulsive, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave if you want to for a while." ”

"I'm leaving, what are you going to do?"

"Slave... Not! ”

As soon as Su Meier said a word, her mouth was already blocked by Tang An. The four lip flaps were entangled for a moment, and indescribable emotions surged in her heart.

Yes, with his eyes, how could he not see that he was lying? A simple kiss shows his determination to live and die with him.

Su Mei'er bit her lower lip and said, "Tang An, do you know that you are stupid?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, no matter how strong a girl is, she is a girl after all. Some things are destined to need men to solve. Tang An spat out, looked at the rapidly approaching figure, and secretly thought that he had broken through in the wind and rain, could it be that he was going to explain here today?

It didn't take long for Ying Xie to come to the riverside, and his pale face was full of banter and surprise: "Guess what I saw just now?" The dignified saintess of the Divine Martial Sect actually kissed a Tang man? ”

Su Mei'er snorted coldly, exuding a terrifying momentum all over her body, took a step forward to block Tang An behind her, and said, "Ying Xie, what do you want?" ”

Ying Xie's pale face flushed with a hint of sickly red, and he said excitedly: "Naran Wuduo, I can't see that you always put on a high-minded appearance on weekdays, and it turns out that you are no different from those ordinary women in your bones." You guess... I'll tell you about this coquettish master, can she protect you? ”

"Shut up!" Su Mei'er was stunned and said, "Believe it or not, the slave will kill you now!" ”

"Tsk, I really tried it out." Ying Xie laughed, "If with your temper, I was disrespectful to Ling Bingyan, you would have done it a long time ago, how could you waste time and talk nonsense with me?" Let me guess... You didn't do it because you were hurt, right? ”

Su Meier's face changed slightly, and she said, "You can try it." ”

Ying Xie didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, he looked at Su Mei'er like a cat catching a mouse, and said leisurely: "Naran Wuduo, until now, you still can't see the situation clearly." As long as I move my fingers, you two will fall to the ground, understand? ”

Tang An, who had been silent, coughed and said, "Sick seedling, can you not feel good about yourself like this?" ”

The smile on Ying Xie's face disappeared in an instant, and he looked at Tang An angrily, and said, "What kind of thing are you, you dare to talk to me like this, do you know who I am?" ”

Tang An was not afraid, and said: "Seeing that your face is pale and Yintang is black, compared to working day and night, you are worried and hard. If I'm not mistaken, you should be the Holy Son of the Shenwu Sect who is known for selling his ass. ”

Sell... Selling ass?

Ying Xie was furious, and just wanted to kill Tang An, but suddenly thought about it, and laughed again: "I know, you must feel that your life is short, and you want me to give you a good time, right?" Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. The person who can take 3,000 remnants of soldiers to turn Mo Lingtu's idiot around, how can I be willing to kill you so easily? ”

Tang An looked disdainful and said, "I'm not interested in men's butts." ”

Ying Xie snorted coldly, although he tried his best to control his emotions, as soon as this bastard spoke, his heart lake, which he had finally calmed down, was disturbed again.

(Chic has been writing very hard, thinking that it will lose a lot of readers after it is put on the shelves, but there are still a large number of people who silently support me and encourage me.) To say thank you, how about 3 today? There is a shift at 2 p.m. and 7 p.m.! )