Sister Rong poked her mouth to eat fried wontons, the pot was still breeding, and she had to wait for a while, Xiao Yun bought a bowl of spicy meat noodles and squatted next to her to eat.

Yan Dixia also came to the boat board to look for food, and didn't take two steps before he felt the sword slamming into the set, he looked up and looked, there was a woman in a silver dress standing in front of the window on the second floor, and a few prodigal children around him, one of them pointed and said: "That's the concubine Tao Niang of the tall man, who had a glimpse in the capital, and now I haven't seen it for a few years." It's getting whiter and whiter. Another asked, "Where did she come from, but she still has sisters?" Someone shook his head and smiled: "I heard that Zeng is also a lady of the official family, the family moved to meet the mountain bandits, killed, burned and looted, when she was dying, it happened to be a tall man passing by, and the grace of saving his life should be promised by himself, you and I have no such good fortune." ”

The woman's figure disappeared for a moment, Yan Dixia retracted her gaze, and swept the others with contempt, all of whom didn't want to die.

Suddenly, the movement of the magic sword on his waist did not stop, and the anti-tremor could not be stopped, he stretched out his hand and clenched it fiercely, staring in the direction pointed by the tip of the sword, a girl who was only four or five years old was standing in the sun, holding fried wontons, eating with relish.

He took three or two steps forward and said in a low voice: "Demon, where do you want to escape?" ”

The girl looked at him, Yan Dixia was stunned, but all demons and demons turned into human forms, no matter whether they were beautiful or ugly, young or old, they couldn't get rid of a trace of the evil spirit of the mountains and wilderness, mortals couldn't measure it, but they couldn't hide it from a magician like him, but this girl was clean and transparent, and she was no different from people.

"Demon ......" before he opened his mouth, he felt that his calf was kicked from behind, and he turned back angrily, it was Xiao Yun, who was eating noodles while smiling and saying: "Don't look at everyone as a demon!" Another grease mouth: "This is my sister-in-law's little sister, Sister Rong." "Beckoned her to come over for noodle soup.

Sister Rong timidly approached, hugged Xiao Yan's legs to hide behind him, and peeked at Yan Dixia from the gap in her waist.

"Look, she's terrified when she sees me." Yan Indixia's face was serious.

Xiao Yun disagreed: "Don't be surprised, my little sister has always been timid and loves to cry, and everyone she sees is like this, except Shen Qishan." ”

Yan Dixia shook her head: "Ignorant, that Shen Qishan is a military general, with a strong yang energy, and she is asking for it, so she naturally takes the initiative to get close." He said solemnly: "Maybe this skin is your little sister is good, but it has long been occupied by extremely fierce demons, and the results of long-term cultivation are cruel and ruthless, and they will kill people and cause great trouble, and you and your eldest sister can't escape." He drew half of the sword, and the body of the sword was stained with coagulated blood: "This magic sword has always been blue and white, leading me to point at her, and it is flushed with demon red, which shows its fierceness, how can I let her go." ”

Xiao Yun was suspicious, looking at Sister Rong just silent, Sister Rong seemed to notice something, and tugged at his sleeve uneasily: "Brother, I want to go back to Sister A, I want Sister A." "I want to cry with a deflated mouth, and my eyes are filled with tears.

"Wicked, don't pretend to be pitiful and deceive the world." Yan Dixia shouted angrily in a low voice: "If you meet me Yan Dixia today, it will be your calamity, and you will die obediently." ”

Xiao Yan said annoyingly: "Let me think about this matter again." I didn't have the appetite to eat noodles anymore, so I bought another bowl of soup wontons, and walked straight towards the cabin, and Sister Rong ran away behind him.

Yan Dixia didn't retract his gaze until he couldn't see them anymore, the magic sword on his waist gradually calmed down, and he pulled out the sword, quenching the cold light, which could shine on the human figure.

Pulling open the hatch, Xiao Yuan lifted the futon mattress with one hand and held a candle in the other hand to shine closely, as if he was looking for something.