Xiahou, who was stabbed in the arm by Yan Chixia's sword, came to the river to clean his wounds with the unwillingness in his heart.

"Fighting swords, fighting swords, I don't believe you Yan Chixia, you can always fight me! Hmph, I'm going to win next time. After speaking, Xia Hou bit the washed red cloth and wrapped it around the wound.

Xia Hou, who was bandaging his wounds, listened to the laughter that suddenly came into his ears, looked up, and saw at a glance a beautiful woman in Tsing Yi who was playing in the water in the distance.

Looking at the beauty in front of him, Xia Hou swallowed and spit, then threw the red cloth in his hand and walked towards the beautiful woman playing in the water. He didn't want to think about where the beauties came from in the barren mountains and mountains in the middle of the night.

The bewitching-looking woman in Tsing Yi looked at the Xiahou swordsman who pounced, smiled, and then turned around and swam to the side.

But her swinging legs happened to be grabbed by Xiahou, Xiahou pulled Xiaoqing into his arms, and then Xiaoqing also hugged Xiahou very cooperatively, and then the dry firewood met the fire......

Three minutes later, Xiaoqing's face buried in Xia Hou's chest showed a trace of disgust, she thought that she could be comfortable once, but she didn't expect that this person was really useless, and it would only take three minutes with foreplay.

Xiaoqing raised his head and glanced at Xiahou who had an unfinished aftertaste, and said in his heart: I originally wanted you to live a little longer, but you are too angry, so you should die! Thinking of this, Xiaoqing shook the bell on her feet.

When the dryad grandmother heard the sound of a bell in the distance, she knew that it was Xiaoqing's success.

A trace of excitement flashed in the eyes of the tree demon grandmother, and she hurriedly connected the roots of the tree with her mind, and soon came to Xiaoqing and Xiahou's side. The roots of the tree with the thickness of an arm drilled into Xia Hou's mouth, and Xia Hou only let out a miserable scream, and the essence blood was sucked away by the tree demon grandmother and turned into a dried corpse.

Hearing the screams, Yan Chixia's face changed greatly: "Oops, something happened to Brother Xiahou." He quickly got up and hurried over with his sword. ……………………………………

Of course, Fang Zhengqing also heard the screams, but he didn't move, but opened the painting he bought during the day.

Xiaolan and Xiaoqian saw Yan Chixia leaving, the two glanced at each other, and then Xiaoqian went to Fang Zhengqing's house, and Xiaolan went to Ning Caichen.

Because the temple has been unoccupied for many years, the door of the meditation room can only be closed, not locked.

Xiaolan easily pushed open the door, and then walked in, just in time to see Ning Caichen writing something with his back to her.

Ning Caichen is compiling the account book by himself, he has to find a way to get the money, otherwise he will not be able to go home.

His solution is that the account book is wet, so he can make it up himself.

Suddenly, Ning Caichen felt a little cold behind him, so he looked back and saw that the door was open, and a woman in purple was standing at the door looking at him vividly.

The nerd Ning Caichen didn't think too much, and quickly stood up and walked over and asked, "Girl, are you?" ”

As soon as Ning Caichen walked over, Xiaolan fell down and fell into his arms, Ning Caichen subconsciously held on, but suddenly felt too abrupt, so his arm was loosened.

"Smack!"

Xiaolan fell to the ground, and Xiaolan was also stunned, this plot is not right!

Ning Caichen also panicked when he saw this, closed the door, and said, "Girl, I'm sorry, I shouldn't let go." ”

Xiaolan lay on the ground and her expression changed, then she held back her anger, showed a pitiful expression, and said, "Childe, I'm in so much pain!" ”

"I know you're in pain, but I really didn't mean to, it's all because Xiaosheng let go and fell to the girl just now."

"It's okay, I forgive you!" Xiaolan pointed her finger at Ning Caichen's mouth and said coquettishly, which also stopped his chatter.

Ning Caichen couldn't help but hide backwards, and said, "Girl, why are your fingers so cold? ”

"yes, I'm cold, hold me tight!" Xiaolan panicked, and then took the initiative to hug Ning Caichen.

Xindao: Now you should take advantage of the beastly nature.

But she didn't expect Ning Caichen to push him aside and said, "I'll go get your clothes for the girl!" ”

Xiaolan: "......"

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On the other side, Fang Zhengqing was looking at the painting, and he always felt that the woman in the painting looked like an acquaintance of hers, but he really couldn't remember it.

At this moment, Fang Zhengqing felt a cloud of yin qi coming from the door, and the corners of Fang Zhengqing's mouth curled, knowing that there was a ghost to seduce him.

So he pretended not to know and continued to appreciate the painting.

Xiao Qian opened the door and looked to the left, and saw a person sitting cross-legged on the bed, but his face was covered by a painting and he couldn't see clearly.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't care, she walked towards Fang Zhengqing, and after taking two steps, she realized that something was wrong, because Fang Zhengqing didn't light up the painting when he admired it, so how did he see the painting clearly.

But soon Nie Xiaoqian gave herself an explanation, Fang Zhengqing is a martial artist who has reached the innate level, and food should be okay at night.

So he walked towards Fang Zhengqing again, but after taking two steps, Nie Xiaoqian's face sank.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart: I have been a human being in two lives, no, I have been a ghost in two lives, and it has been hundreds of years together, but why is my head so unbright.

They are all innate martial artists, and they can't still detect that the door has opened, and there is still the sound of their own gentle footsteps deliberately made.

Fang Zhengqing also had a strange face, what's the matter with this female ghost, she has collected her blood a little more, why does she always stop and go.

So Fang Zhengqing directly rolled up the painting, took the initiative to look at the female ghost, and thought, "Why is the girl here late at night?" He didn't say anything after seeing the female ghost's appearance.

It's really that the appearance of this female ghost is too similar to the person in the painting, looking at the real person, Fang Zhengqing between the eyebrows of the real ghost feels very familiar.

Of course, Fang Zhengqing also guessed who was in this painting, and who the female ghost in front of him was, Nie Xiaoqian.

Nie Xiaoqian looked at Fang Zhengqing's face, she was also stunned, and then stared at Fang Zhengqing's eyes, her eyes were full of tears.

Fang Zhengqing suppressed the curiosity in his heart, looked at Nie Xiaoqian's expression, and said in his heart: This expression is really in place, but according to the plot, you should be tempting me, not pretending to be pitiful.

Of course, what surprised Fang Zhengqing even more was that Nie Xiaoqian suddenly threw herself into Fang Zhengqing's arms and cried bitterly, Fang Zhengqing was completely stunned at this time, I don't know where Nie Xiaoqian played?

Fang Zhengqing sighed, originally wanted to tease and seduce his female ghost and lure the dryad out, but now that he was messed with by Nie Xiaoqian, Fang Zhengqing decided to come hard.

Fang Zhengqing grabbed Nie Xiaoqian's shoulder and wanted to push her away, but saw Nie Xiaoqian raise her head and look at Fang Zhengqing, as if crying with joy: "Childe, I finally see you again, ......"

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