Shangguan Xiaohong, Li Xiaoxian, and the mysterious woman standing on the altar on the eighth floor were also waiting for Hei Changzhi's next move. www.biquge.info How is she going to deal with the old purple marquis of Daji?

"That woman's strength is not bad, although she is not as good as the Purple Marquis, she can also live a few tricks. Bai Juji said in his heart. He lay on his back on the treetops and looked down at the altar.

"I'm sailing, Dao Chief, may I give you a ride. Uncle Tang Shibia said with a smile. As soon as he waved his hand, the emperor's anger surged, and a small boat rushed out, and the emperor's uncle turned over and stepped on the bow of the boat.

Ji Lao Dao Chang threw out two qi belts, wrapped the guqin and the long sword respectively, and went with him. Walking against the wind, the Taoist chief and the imperial uncle Tang Shibia walked side by side, "The imperial uncle is good Yaxing, where is the captain of your boat." ”

"Didn't the Taoist chief say, I'm in a good mood today, I don't bring an attendant, I go alone to meet my friends, Gao Ji Road is accompanied by the Taoist, and the way of my generation is not lonely. ”

Uncle Huang put away the ink sword and lowered his hands. Looking around, his mind was frequent, and he suddenly realized that in addition to being older, Dao Chang also looked like he had a different flavor and seemed to be edible.

Ji Lao Dao Chang put his hands together, and the guqin and long sword wrapped in two air belts merged into one, the sound of the qin was cold, and the sword was dormant. "Uncle Huang, why do you keep staring at the poor road, the poor road doesn't dare to go with the emperor. With that, Elder Ji moved away to the left, using his fighting spirit to cover his face.

"Uh-huh? It's like covering up, and the wind/love is even worse. I like it. Uncle Huang said secretly with joy.

Hearing this, the old Daoist Ji was even more anxious, and he didn't want to stay for a moment. "What's the matter, why did Uncle Huang fall in love with me? Poor Dao didn't want to talk to him about the Dao. Compared with middle-aged men, Poor Dao prefers small fresh meat. Old Daoist Ji said in shock.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay. Donsbia waved his robe, and waves of air swayed, and the electric switch of the boat shot out. Rise up and chase after the old man.

"Hold the grass, what's the situation. Elder Ji felt a little confused. "Uncle Huang, don't, don't chase the poor anymore. I'll go too. Elder Ji turned his fighting spirit, slapped his palm backwards, and slammed into Donsbia's boat.

Let's talk about capsizing your boat.

"Nani. Uncle Huang said sadly. "My friend's boat will capsize. ”

"Fellow Daoist, the sky and the earth are big, and there is no old man. Thou shalt not be alone in the desir of a flower of the poor road. The poor road has to climb up the branches, which is colder and more beautiful than red apricots. ”

With a flick of his right hand, the breeze swept past his three-foot sword, and the sound of the piano seemed to be sad and sad. Suddenly, the Dao Chief's eyes were cold, and the sword was divided again. I saw the Taoist fingers plucking the strings, Zheng Zheng Zheng, the sound of the piano was bleak, and the heaven and earth were the same. "The Song of the Wounded Base," the Taoist said coldly.

Hundreds of piano sounds rise sharply in reverse spins, weaving and weaving over the autumn leaf forest. Tang Shibia smiled: "Dao Chief, I'll dance a song." ”

Uncle Huang's body spun up, and the boat under his feet was put away by him, turning into a piece of gold leaf and putting it in the show. "Ask the world what the old man is, one is mourning, and the other is sad. Why not gao base. Dao Chief, have you ever heard of the Dance of Neon Clothes?" the Imperial Uncle suddenly asked.

"Dance of Neon Dresses!"

Ji Lao Dao Chang was startled, his long eyebrows raised, and his red eyes shone. "Uncle Huang, you actually have a collection of neon dress dance music, according to legend, there is a pair of hard-working friends, who have been in love for a lifetime, but they can't keep it, one base is called 'neon', and the other is called 'clothes'. Ni and dress, beautiful/glamorous, they met on the bank of the Weishui River, hated to see each other late, and that night was gaoji. But a third party appeared, she was a queen, she fell in love with Ji Lao 'Ni', and ordered someone to kill Ji Lao's 'clothes', the queen thought that as long as she killed 'Ni''s friend, she would be able to hold hands with him for a lifetime. ”

After a pause, Daoist Ji continued: "But that slut is too stupid, what if she sits in the world, but she can't get the heart of Ji Lao'ne." Even if you kill Ji Lao's 'clothes', it is useless. Ji Lao 'Ni' washed his face with tears every night, and he said to the empress, "Emperor, you have my body, but you can't get my heart." After speaking, Ji Lao 'Ni' was dressed in colorful clothes, dancing barefoot, dancing and singing. On the top of the palace, only the empress sat on the throne, calmly watched the song of Ji Lao's 'neon', the song was dismissed, and the empress left quickly. Leaving the old man 'Ni' lonely for a lifetime. ”

Later generations of Ji Lao have been passed down from generation to generation, praising the touching story of Ji Lao Ni and Shang, and regretting that the amazing Ni Shang dance music lost the score and dance steps. ”

"Yes. ”

Uncle Tang Shibia said with a smile.

"In addition to being a university scholar, I am also a big collector. The work of the big rotten girl Pear Jie before her death, I also have a collection. The love between Lao Ni and Shang has already moved me, and when I was still a prince, I secretly envied them, but my father didn't allow me to Gao Ji, and he got me a lot of women...... "Uncle Huang said dismally.

The base light is blurry, dreamy and real, I don't know when, the emperor has been barefoot, and he has changed his outfit. The phoenix crown is in a curtain, the colorful clothes are long-sleeved, and the jade jue rings are in pei, "Dao Chief, you can take a good look!" Even his voice changed.

Shocked! Elder Ji couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. "It's true, it's true! How can you enjoy the legendary neon dress dance. The voice was intermittent, and the Taoist chief's heart swayed.

The Kitman, Hebaiko, and Thundergill Monkey in the tearing ratio stopped at some point, flew to the side of the emperor, and stood lightly on both sides, not daring to speak loudly, for fear of interrupting the emperor's dance.

The old white juji, who was named the murderous name of the white yasha, also descended from the tree and flew to the side to enjoy the neon dance music of the emperor's uncle and the old Taoist of the base.

Teng snorted.

A black shadow galloped by, almost hitting Bai Juji. "Hey, woman, you!" said Hayasha angrily. Immediately, he suppressed his anger and couldn't bear to break the atmosphere of Ji Lao in the air.

The galloping woman is none other than the leader of the wild men, the black long straight girl. From the beginning, she didn't plan to fight with the purple-clothed marquis, she had no chance of winning, so why did she want to die.

The purple-clothed marquis was also stunned, and looked at the black straight girl rushing out from afar.

"Fork Watch!"

"Fork Watch!"

"Fork Watch!"

The men who were discarded by the black long straight girl panicked. The leaders retreated without a fight, and did not care about the lives of their subordinates, but after being enslaved for a long time, they did not have many ideas, and they were close to foolish loyalty.

The purple-clothed Hou smiled dryly: "How can there be such a woman." You men, do you have a rolling pin in the air, and you don't know how to go (silence) her!"

Laughed angrily. The Marquis of Purple did not pity the wild men, he waved his giant scythe and began to harvest their heads, as if mowing grass, brushing and brushing, blood and water fluttering, and the heads with messy hair rolled all over the ground.

As soon as the purple-clothed marquis raised his hand, the base cyclone dance rushed out, rolled up the heads on the ground, and crashed into the altar. "I don't know if it's useful. The purple-clothed marquis said strangely.

Dozens of heads cracked at the same time, and brains covered the smooth walls of the altar. "If they are not ostracized by the altar, why can't I? The purple-clothed marquis said angrily. In his opinion, he is far more noble than a wild man, and the difference between cloud and mud is insignificant.

The competitive spirit was aroused, and the purple-clothed marquis approached the altar step by step. Every time he took a step forward, his repulsion would increase several times over. Ten steps later, only to hear a crackling sound, the right leg of the purple-clothed marquis stepped out collapsed, turned into a cloud of blood mist, suddenly dispersed, and floated backwards.

"Still rejecting me. Ziyi Hou pondered. His right leg was retracted, the purple light rolled, brushing, and his broken calf was reborn, but his trouser leg was gone.

Just as the purple-clothed marquis was thinking, the neon dress dance of the imperial uncle Tang Shibia was about to enter the high/tide stage. "Ji Xi Ji Xi, Na Ruo He. You can't mess with it. Uncle Huang sang. The sound is like the chirping of a spirit bird, tactful and clear.

Boom, boom!

The ground shook and the mud and dust danced. The big bell horses and the small bell horses galloped forward, their hooves galloping, and they were also attracted by the emperor's neon dress dance music, and they couldn't help but let out a long howl.

It's a pity that, except for the little bell horse king, the rest of the bell horses do not contain the bell of life. Bai Juji, Ji Lao Dao Chang and others had no intention of killing Zhong Ma.

"Ni Xi clothes, gao Ji can't be Xi. Shu Meiji is old, I can meet it but can't. Uncle Huang shook his sleeves, frowned, and smiled smartly.

Bai Juji, Ji Lao Dao Chang and others couldn't help but be stunned, what a temperamental Ji Lao!

Only such a young man can span thousands of years and reproduce the neon dance music of that time.

The purple-clothed marquis's sleeves fluttered, his clothes fluttered, and he also went to the emperor's uncle's side. "Donsbia, you are eligible to enter the Old Realm. The purple-clothed, silver-haired old man laughed.

He Baizi hesitated, not knowing whether to avoid the purple-clothed marquis. But she couldn't bear to miss the neon dance music of the university scholar Donspie. "There are also such old people in the world, I don't know when the Ji world will flourish. Hebaiko sighed.

The old community is prosperous, the big base talks and laughs, the friends and gentlemen make friends, and there is no white ding.

Ji world, sad clouds forever, there are very few women who engage in Ji, and they are ridiculed and suppressed by the elders. "Why can a man be a gaoji, but a girl can't. Agakuko said angrily.

The slender jade fingers were angry, and the clear light danced out.

The purple-clothed marquis glanced faintly and squinted at Baizi. "Woman, it's a great tolerance for you to stay, and I'm not satisfied. Hmph, women are really annoying, all of them are ungrateful creatures with little brains. ”

He Baizi said angrily: "Ziyi Hou, do you dare to guarantee that all Ji Lao's rolling pins are magnificent! ”

Ziyihou was slightly stunned, rolling pin? My rolling pin is very magnificent, and the tube is very wide. Do you still need to put your beak? The Purple Yihou waved the giant scythe and hooked it to the jaw of Hebaizi.

"Cut your tongue and you may put away your sharp teeth. What do you say, Hebaiko? Ziyi Hou said.

"I cut your rolling pin, will you put away the thought of gao ji. Henbaiko asked rhetorically.

-for-tat.

And Uncle Huang's song has stopped, and the dance has stopped. Suspended in the air, water sleeves flutter, streamers fly. Uncle Huang picked up his orchid finger and said softly: "Purple Marquis, Hebaizi." Why don't you stop and listen to me. ”

Brush.

The purple light sprayed and rolled, and the giant sickle scattered, turning into a streamer and submerging into the body of the purple marquis. "Uncle Huang let me feast my eyes, and Ziyi didn't dare not disobey Uncle Huang's orders. The purple-clothed marquis said humbly.

He Baizi put away the blue willow knife and said suddenly: "The little girl privately thinks that if the neon dress dance music is sung and danced by a beautiful girl, it will be more beautiful/beautiful." I don't know if Uncle Huang is willing to accept me as a student and pass on my neon song. Ying Ying bowed, and the chief of the hundred sons couldn't kneel.

Uncle Huang brushed his face with one hand and pulled flowers with the other. Suddenly, he said, "Yes." Hebaiko, you can be my student. Because your xiong is big enough. ”

"Hey, what is this old man talking about? Hebaizi thought compassionately. Doesn't he like gao ki, why do I have bad feelings? He Baizi regretted that he worshipped Tang Shibia as his teacher.

"Hebaizi, get up. Uncle Huang said.

"Yes. Hebaiko replied.

She walked towards Uncle Huang. I saw that the emperor's left shoulder was under a pretense, and the emperor's anger gushed out, and a small boat rowed in. Uncle Huang moved lightly and came to the bow of the boat. And threw the oars to the Hundred Sons. "Come on, my boatman, no, student. Uncle Huang said indifferently.

“——”

Hembako's heart was broken. Mack, you trick me! Let me do hard labor. But she had to grab the oars and jump onto the boat.

The thundergill monkey thought about it, picked up the vajra and walked quickly, and was about to jump into the boat, but its body was too large and would destroy the emperor's boat. "That's it. The thundergill monkey put away the vajra and carried the boat.

Hebaizi secretly rejoiced: "This is very good, I don't want to be a coolie." ”

Kitman said angrily: "Hold the grass, are you still called rowing like this, can we still have a good time!"

The Thundergill Monkey, the Imperial Uncle, and the Hundred Sons collectively ignore Kitman. Let him roar.

Ji Lao Dao smiled like a spring breeze and strode forward, "Uncle Huang, your neon dress dance music makes Poor Dao envious, and the sound of heaven surrounds the beam for three days, and it is still endless. Jumping up, the Taoist also came to the boat.

Hebaizi said: "Hey, Dao Chief, don't you think the boat is very small, go down!"

Ji Lao Dao said: "Hey, Hebaizi girl, what are you talking about, there are friends from afar, and they are not good." ”

The thundergill monkey didn't care much, and it was not afraid to carry a few people.

Kitman is a little anxious, no, they are all standing in line, what should I do! I listen to the landlord of the rain building, forget it, the identity of my landlord does not weigh much, and I can't suppress them. Ye Tingyu leaned towards Bai Yasha, "Bai Juji, are we ......?"

Brush!

The sword flickered. The cold plum in Bai Juji's hand instantly turned into a long sword, blocking Kitman's path. "Ye Tingyu, stay away from me. The White Yaksha doesn't like you. ”

"You!"

Ye Tingyu said angrily.

"How am I?"

Bai Juji sneered. "Kill each other, now. "Cold fronts.

Ye Tingyu grabbed Wang Da Lei Hammer, very cramped. He wanted to form an alliance with the White Yaksha, but the other party didn't know what to do, and he was a beast. The strength of the purple-clothed marquis is overwhelming, and it is difficult to beat him. And Ji Lao Daochang, Hebaizi, Thundergill Monkey, and Uncle Huang are like a family, dragging the family with their mouths, and there are monkeys.

Categorically rejected by Hakuyasha, Kitman hated it, but he couldn't tear it off the spot than Hakujuki.

The purple-clothed Hou looked chic and was in an excellent mood. Thinking about it, he not only obtained the bell of life, but also enjoyed the neon dress dance, and was able to remove the iron key hanging from his neck, "Pleasant, pleasant." The purple-clothed Hou laughed.

The big bell horse group and the small bell horse group dispersed on their own, branching out a wide road, allowing the purple marquis to turn around and leave. "Poor Nai Niang, you and I should talk. ”

Purple-clothed Hou said loudly.

"Do you use this to talk about?"

Shangguan Xiaohong shook the Jilian lamp, and the lights flickered, exuding a firelight that made Ji Lao tremble.

"Li Huoba is also a freak. Ziyi Hou smiled. "But he and I were not born in the same era, so we couldn't see each other. ”

"What if we meet?" asked Li Xiaoxian with a smile.

"I have a thousand ways to turn him into a base elder!" said the purple-clothed marquis.

“——”

“——”

Li Xiaoxian and her best friend were silent. (To be continued.) )