"Immortal weapon? Are you fooling me? Xiao Bingyu pursed his lips, shook the soft silk thread, and looked at him incredulously: "I destroyed its branches with a ball of light, how can it be an immortal weapon?" ”

"Shhhh Tianyin Silk is not an ordinary immortal weapon, its strength comes from the power of the owner, the stronger the person who uses it, the stronger the power it plays, the same way, the power is too weak, and the power is not as good as the kitchen knife! ”

Yan Hao rolled his eyes, waved the branch in his hand and said, "I really don't understand how such a good thing could fall into the hands of such a scumbag." ”

Xiao Bing choked, glared at Yan Hao, and put it into the dark attribute space ring to put it away.

Ye Xifeng stood up and glanced at the person on the ground lightly, and moved her fingers slightly, Xiao Bingyu felt a gloomy force stronger than her pounce on the magician who had lost his breath.

In the blink of an eye, the corpse was gone.

Xiao Bingyu couldn't help but snort, Ye Xifeng stretched his waist, and said lightly: "The effect of the cursed song is still much worse, practice more." ”

"Got it." Saying this, she looked happily at the alluring man bathed in the moonlight, and his figure was like an ethereal shadow of smoke, as if it would disappear with the wind in the next moment.

Her heart moved, she looked up at the purple misty eyes curiously, and after looking at it for a while, she actually raised her hand and pinched his face.

All around was quiet except for the whistling of the breeze.

Yan Hao looked at the pig's trotter on His Royal Highness's face dumbfounded, and muttered: "Xiao Bingyu, you are not stupid looking for death, you are stupid to die again." ”

Sure enough, not long after its words fell, an eerie black mist enveloped Xiao Bingyu, Yan Hao couldn't see what scene was inside, but it had never experienced the power of this black mist before, so let this stupid woman struggle slowly!

Thinking so, it grinned happily.

There's nothing special about the black mist, it's just ...... Cold.

Yes, Xiao Bingyu felt that he was about to freeze to death by that eerie coldness.

She trembled, scolding herself with a bitter face, her brain must have been convulsed, otherwise she wouldn't have thought of touching the ghost who loves cleanliness and loves cleanliness.

Xiao Bingyu didn't have time to think about it, when she suddenly felt that her shoulders were pressed by some huge force, and she was caught off guard and her feet went limp, and she fell directly to the ground.

Ye Xifeng didn't even look at her: "Jack pendant, practice slowly." ”

As he spoke, he ignored the angry people who were sitting on the ground, and walked towards Xiao's house.

Seeing that everyone was far away, there was no one in the gloomy night of dead silence, and the sound of demon beasts was faintly heard in front of her, I don't know if it was because it was too cold to be frozen by Ye Xifeng or something, goosebumps came out all over her body.

She was cold, no matter how heavy her body was pressed by the jack fall, she got up from the ground with her hands and feet, and walked forward with great effort.

This damn ghost, it's so infuriating to leave her here alone!

"Hoo ......"

She was tired and out of breath after walking a few meters, stopped and rested for a while, and continued to walk forward, back and forth, it was already late when she returned to Xiao's house, and her legs didn't feel like her own.

As soon as Xiao Bingyu entered the door, he fell directly on the bed regardless of 3721, and his limbs were twitching.

The room without candles was dark, and the darkness that could not be seen gave a chill.

Withdrawing the pressure from her, Xiao Bingyu turned her neck to look at him.

Surprisingly, Ye Xifeng did not sit on the chair as usual, but sat on the lattice leaning against the window, one leg bent on it, and the other leg hanging down at will, but his hand was on the bent knee, and his exquisite and beautiful face seemed to fall into it after just one glance.

His eyes were half-drooping, his eyelashes were longer than a girl's, and the shadow was projected on his flower-like side face under the pouring of the moonlight, obviously there was no wind, but the long black hair was fluttering in the wind, and the weightless pure black robe was also fluttering, if it weren't for the gloomy atmosphere, he was like the most bewitching star from the night sky, beautiful and unique.

Xiao Bingyu was fascinated by it, and she didn't even know when Yan Hao would come to her bedside.

Yan Hao's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but complain in disgust: "What do you see, haven't you seen Your Highness?" Why don't you know shame as a woman, who dares to stare at a man for so long so blatantly by relying on His Royal Highness the Night King so closely! That's what your mom and dad taught you! ”

"you!" Xiao Bingyu was startled by it, picked up his pillow and threw it at it.

"Humph!" Yan Hao's chubby hand waved, and the pillow flew back: "It's really not a little self-contained!" A wild girl from the mountains! ”

"Even if the old lady comes out of the ravine, it has nothing to do with your fat cat!"

Xiao Bingyu took the pillow and scolded viciously.

Yan Hao was about to scold back, when he suddenly felt a long-lost familiar aura looming in his consciousness, he paused for a moment and turned his head to look at the man sitting at the window.

As if nothing had happened, he still lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

Yan Hao didn't talk much, glanced at the person who was staring at it, didn't look at her anymore, walked to the chair, and sat down obediently.

Xiao Bingyu was strange, why didn't this cat quarrel with her abnormally?

She put down the pillow in her hand and supported herself to get out of bed, took out a fire fold and lit a few candles in the room.

The firelight danced in the air, illuminating the room.

He looked up at her coldly.

Xiao Bingyu put away the fire fold, honestly climbed into bed and sat on the edge of the bed, holding the lock control.

The hands are flipped over to cover the scroll, and the aura in the body of the movement is guided by the steps on the scroll little by little.

Ye Xifeng glanced at Yan Hao, and after Xiao Bingyu had completely entered the cultivation state, he left without saying a word and carried it out of the window, the hem of his black clothes melted into the darkness, and there was no more figure.

The next day, early in the morning.

Xiao Bingyu washed up indiscriminately, and ran to the academy in a hurry, she didn't even have time to eat breakfast, she felt that she was actually still in modern times, and every morning was her saddest time.

The location of the academy is in the center of Yixiao, and when I rushed there, I found two men standing at the door, still with their hands and feet tied.

Everyone who went in pointed at them, Xiao Bingyu didn't know what was going on, and glanced at them and quickly ran inside.

Liu Yingyun was obviously much earlier than her, standing under a willow tree, her red clothes blown by the breeze, and her skirt swayed gently.