"Yan Yunluo, this kid actually cares about my opinion! It's really unusual. ”

Wang Erxiao stood in front of the snack stall and gestured with a meat skewer. Bu Taoqi ate a hot mouth, and did not forget to speak.

"You're all mothers! Of course he's afraid you'll run away! If you do that to me, I can't bear you. ”

"Eat yours and go! I'm flattering him and hugging his thighs, you know? ”

Then he looked at the step.

"I want to hug your thighs too."

"Ahem, ahem! Other! Other! ”

Step Tao can't avoid it.

"You don't know that kid Yan Yunluo! Do you know why Cang Jinyu has some trouble getting along with him? ”

Wang Erxiao grabbed the meat skewer and shook his head.

"That's because Yan Yunluo alone picked out the three-color disciple clothes, and they were not allowed to wear the same color as him. How arrogant, at first I saw his dead face and thought it was a cold person, but I didn't expect to care about this. ”

Disciple clothes? What is the color of cyan? I have that too.

"But I ......"

"That's right! You. It's you. The culprit is a girl who doesn't know it. ”

Bu Taoqi continued to bury his head in eating meat.

"I'm just very powerless against this kind of guy, so let's say it's jealousy, envy, and some want to be close. This will feel reliable and reassuring. ”

"Fault! Eat, eat, finish! Let's go back and eat the bran. ”

Wang Erxiao's face immediately collapsed. Why is it that the people in the fairy gate are all in asceticism, and they have to be vegetarian when they come out.

"Senior sister, how can you endure it!"

"Shinobi?"

Step peach is full of oil.

"Nope! I eat meat at home, and my master has his own kitchen. Don't eat in the canteen. ”

Wang Erxiao was stunned, so that's it!

No wonder it's chubby!

Cover your mouth, you can't say that.

"Your master doesn't have his own small stove?"

Uh-huh, no.

"No! Xuanzhang teaches the rice of the master, you don't know. ”

Wang Erxiao is now Wang Shuangwei, and he stumbled and almost fell.

Just know!

Suddenly, I looked up and the sky was like a wash. A colorful streamer streaked across the sky, accompanied by an extremely loud bell.

"Hope that the disciples of the Immortal Sect are returning!"

Bu Taoqi didn't even wipe his mouth, and hurriedly ran out to see.

"What's going on?"

Wang Erxiao shook his head, and his chest was hot.

The token was hot and red.

"Something's wrong!"

So they hurried back.

From afar, he saw a color of green clothes outside the door, led by Rong Qingliu, who was holding a shelf, and was confronting another team of people.

"Who's that?"

Shu Yilang next to him saw them and beckoned.

"Come back soon. It's time for a fight! ”

Yan Yunluo, who was still eye-catching standing in the handsome young man, looked back at them, still holding a book in his hand, and Cang Jinyu next to him was eager to try. Look, they were pulled over to watch.

"What kind of way is this?"

"The faint hall of the green mountain. Na! That is the leader named Yi Xinfan, who is still an elder. They're annoying flies! ”

Wang Erxiao looked over, and the person on the other side was also a woman.

Compared with Rong Qingliu's indifferent appearance in front of people and free and easy in front of others, this Yi Xin Fantong is a strict word above and below. Even his appearance is fierce. She's more suited to that role.

"Rong Qingliu!"

"Yixin!"

"Huh?"

Wang Erxiao looked back at Bu Taoqi and spread his hands, what was going on.

The green tendons on Yi Xinfan's forehead burst out, and he opened his mouth and gritted his teeth word by word. The disciples around her quietly retreated.

"Me! How many times have I said it! It's Yi Xinfan! It's not Yixin! ”

Rong Qingliu was stunned for a moment, and then raised his hand carelessly.

"Isn't that just a name? As for the ones who are angry, they will grow old quickly, Yi Xin. ”

"Ahh

That's a grumpy! Directly slash the knife and slash it. Rong Qingliu dodged the past, Yi Xinfan was also familiar with her trend, and waved it to the side without even turning his head, which was worthy of grazing her waist.

"You're really here!"

"Suffer death!"

Wang Erxiao saw that the two of them should be three hundred years old together, and fought in front of their respective disciples.

The remaining two teams were speechless at each other, and the bright sword was also a scuffle.

Wang Erxiao held the sword against the knife that slashed over. I haven't come back to my senses yet, why did I start fighting!

And why do they use knives?

"Senior sister! I give up! ”

As soon as these words came out, the disciples led by Rong Qingliu turned back to her one after another.

"Phew! Spineless! ”

"Phew! Shameless! ”

"Phew! Bag! ”

……

How down-to-earth this is.

"Can't you just be stubborn!"

Bu Taoqi shouted while blocking the opponent's sword.

Wang Erxiao wanted to spread his hands to show his innocence. The disciple in front of her was also despising her.

"My knife doesn't cut, cowardice and incompetence......" and flew out.

Her shoulders were hot, and a hand reached over and touched her face.

Wang Erxiao was stunned and turned around, sure enough, it was Yan Yunluo. He was still holding the book, but he didn't even have a sword.

"Oops! It's dirty! ”

Wang Erxiao hurriedly wiped his face with his sleeve, took out a handkerchief from his cuff and wiped his hands.

"You're not dirty."

"You guys! Ah! ”

Bu Taoqi slashed his shoulder, pushed him to sit on the ground, covered his shoulders and turned his head to scream.

"What are you doing?"

She looked at Wang Erxiao accusingly, and the disciple who had slashed her was stupid and scratched his head. Overwhelmed.

Wang Erxiao wanted to explain.

But his head was cold, a white light flashed, and his eyes couldn't help but close.

A warm stream of warmth flowed down from his hair to the corners of his mouth. A fishy sweetness.

"Ahh Blood! Two small! Your head ......"

Wang Erxiao only felt that the whole person was floating, and raised his hand to wipe his face indiscriminately, his hands were full of blood.

Wow! The whites of his eyes rolled and he fainted.

Yi Xinfan threw the knife violently and shouted at Rong Qingliu.

"I didn't do it this time! She's been slashed by your sword energy! ”

Rong Qingliu looked at the chaotic mess over there and the people howling like their own disciples, but he only paid attention to the situation that was split.

Yi Xinfan's eyebrows itched, and his heart was faintly uneasy.

"You won't cheat me again! You bastard! ”

Kick the tip of the knife and pick it up, reach out and hold it again.

"I said Ishin! Is that all you have to do? ”

Rong Qingliu dodged left and right, laughing.

was slapped out violently, and slammed straight into Yi Xinfan's knife edge. It was Yi Xinfan who reacted first and hurriedly retracted the knife, so she didn't crash into the blade. But his head was broken and bleeding.

"Who!"

Thundered! It was a bolt from the blue!

The white light of lightning flashed for a moment, and everyone closed their eyes and retreated.

Wait for your eyes to recover a little before looking.

A red umbrella spun slowly, and a small gourd clanged.

The long white dress is swaying to the ground.

Under the umbrella is a woman, holding the handle of the umbrella with a thin silver chain around her hand. She was half sideways, her eyes drooping and not looking at them. A little vermilion flower on the forehead, when the white light illuminates half of the face in an instant, grows slender petals and blooms towards the left forehead.

I can't help but feel a chill in my heart at this scene.

"...... when you go"

The Ruler of the River......

Xingyan walked forward, as if walking out of the shock caused by a sudden thunderbolt. She poked her toes out of the hem of her skirt and took such a step, like a little girl.

But suddenly the figure flashed, and the red umbrella was slightly crooked because of the disappearance of the umbrella holder.

Rong Qingliu gave her a slap, and her whole face turned to the side.

Immediately blood flowed all over his face.

Yi Xinfan was also stunned.

"You know what?"

When she held the handle of the umbrella again, the red umbrella floated for only a moment.

Rong Qingliu took a few steps back and saluted slightly.

"The juniors know."

She bowed her head tightly, a little afraid.