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Lou Xiaoxiao was furious, her steps were stagnant, and she had a hands-on posture.

"Under the Creator God's door, it is strictly forbidden to come to the door." Jiang An raised his eyes and kindly reminded, "Senior sister, but you want my junior brother to help you remind you?" ”

"Self-door? Teaching junior and younger brothers, can it be regarded as self-discipline? Lou Xiaoxiao sneered and disdainfully and sneered, "Crippled you is just a hundred days of recuperation." ”

"If Senior Sister wants to do it, I will kill myself." Jiang An had no choice but to play a scoundrel in order to avoid some kind of conflict.

"You ......" The woman's pale little face suddenly became bloody, and she raised her hand, the aperture of her fingertips condensed, and she didn't dare to attack Shang Jiang'an's firm eyes. With a cold snort in his throat, he turned around.

"Senior sister, I know my mistake." Jiang An arched his hand and gave the angry woman a step to calm her anger for the time being. "You don't remember villains."

"Forget it." Lou Xiaoxiao was extremely satisfied with his performance, hid her face and smiled, and walked away quickly. Jiang An didn't dare to slack off, and chased after the back quickly.

The complicated corridor, I don't know how long it has been, and the smiling delicate flowers, I don't know how many times I have appreciated it. went around to the end of the boredom, but there was a sudden light in front of him, and a peerless picture scroll slowly unfolded in front of his eyes.

Bamboo forest streams, shallow flowing clouds, trees are covered, swallows dance warblers cry. Facing the natural show, the smell of the earth, the mood of Jiang An, is also a lot better, the hideous face of the witch is like the flying flotsam blown away by the spring breeze, the heaven and earth rolled a few rolls, splashed into the still water, and swept away.

The stilted bamboo building, antique and antique, not as magnificent as the Donglai Palace, not as magnificent as the Qiufeng Mansion, but it is exquisite and meticulous, there is a unique charm, and the green mountains and clear waters, the birds and flowers are matched. More proportionate.

Lou Xiaoxiao squinted at him, laughed a little, lifted her skirt and went up the bamboo steps, and her gentle movements added gentleness to her trance. However, it was only for a moment.

She turned around, put Jiang An on the shoulder, and pushed hard, "Go in!" Leaning over and laughing, heartless.

Everything that's happening right in front of your eyes. It's kind of strange. I didn't see the witch pushing the door, Jiang An stumbled, and his body entered through the door. I stumbled under my feet, and before I had time to figure out what was going on, I fell into the sea of mountains of mountains. His head was dizzy, and he climbed up to something in front of him, which was also in danger. There was a few bangs, and a number of dust-sealed scrolls rolled down and smashed on Jiang An's head, "dong dong" a few times, and he was a little dizzy in pain. When Jiang An came back to his senses, his body was already buried by those tens of millions of ancient books.

Dust kicks up. Flooding into his mouth and nose, Jiang An struggled to crawl out of the sea of books, frowning and sweeping away the dust. Bah Bah spit out the debris in his mouth, and then he looked at the scene in front of him.

The dust was all over the place, flying into the eyes he had just opened, and before Jiang An could rub his eyes, the rotten breath that came to his nose was already choking him coughing again and again. When I finally fixed my eyes, I was greeted by the old and crumbling bookshelves. A yellowed dossier painted with illiterate handwriting, with broken cobwebs on his head, and several ugly spiders crawling, stained with the corpses of moths that had been drained of their juice.

True...... Jiang An patted the dusty placket of his clothes, and felt a burst of disgust in his heart for no reason, it was disgusting!

The light laughter of the woman Lingling came from all directions, such a familiar voice, Jiang An will remember it for the rest of his life, the voice of the witch. She Lingling smiled, mixed with arrogance, "Senior brother, this full house of clans, I think it is enough for you to kill a while, the door of the bamboo building is covered with enchantments, if you can't find a way to open it, suffocate inside, or starve to death, senior sister doesn't want to see it!" If you die inside, it will be an accident at best, and it will not be considered a self-inflicted door! ”

Hearing this, Jiang An'an was startled, knowing that it was a plan, he took three steps and made two steps to rush to the door, and was about to fly out, but was blocked by an invisible blue circle of light and bounced back. That power was really amazing, it was just a slight backlash, Jiang An was shocked to the ground, turned his head and vomited a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were traumatized.

The witch seemed to be interested, her voice became small, and she whispered in his ear, "This is to teach the exercises, not to yourself!" At the end of the sentence, Lingling's laughter started again, just like yesterday's long wind, gradually fading away and dissipating without a trace. Jiang An gritted his teeth, he couldn't help it, and his patience for a few days broke out in an instant, and he shouted hysterically, "Lou Xiaoxiao!" The majestic shout poured out all the resentment in his heart, and the bamboo building trembled, but the surroundings were quiet, and no reply was heard, leaving only a few echoes, swinging above the dusty small building, like a few ownerless spirits.

Jiang An sat on the ground dejectedly, glanced at the piles of scrolls, and then looked at the blue circle of light on the wooden door, which was weird, like Shura's round eyes. Oh, my God...... Jiang An held the hilt of the sword, and only felt that all the courage around him was taken away little by little.

What to do? There was a buzz in the brain, and it exploded into such a thunderous sound. Do you want to break it strongly? This thought only flashed by, and Jiang An couldn't help but laugh at himself, stupid, really stupid! Isn't the lesson of Fang Cai enough for you to understand? Magic...... For yourself, it's an unknown world at all, how to break it?

Jiang An got up and buried himself in the vast ancient books, still holding a trace of fantasy in his heart that he could find some way to crack it. Trap yourself here? He had no doubt that the witch could do it. From the very beginning, the witch's posture was to kill herself!

The ancient books are broken, I don't know how long they have been piled up here. Jiang was appeased, but there were no bamboo slips and dust on one hand. Tear off the broken cobwebs and open the ancient book.

No doubts, no surprises. Jiang An smiled, looking at the dense text like a green worm crawling, from another world, from outer space...... What's the difference? He didn't recognize any of those strange strokes. Reluctantly, he closed the ancient books and sat on the ground in a dejected manner, his mind gradually blanked, and he was at a loss. This...... Desperate, dead!

Yuehua Continent Moon Cherry Country Frost Red Residence.

On a blazing summer day, the cicadas are singing and the sun is in the sky, scorching everyone sweats like rain. Qiu Feng, who was pacing in the frost red house, was afraid that it was also hot, and grinned and wiped his sweat. Thinking that I haven't seen my little thoughts for a long time, my heart is itchy and numb as if I have been scratched by a cat's claws, and I sigh helplessly. But this time is gone, and I still miss the torture, I am really a masochist, Qiu Feng said. Finally, he gritted his teeth and set out to find the little girl.

According to the girl's temperament, if she stays in the room at this time, the sun will really come out from the south. She must have run to the fishpond to tease the little fish, yes, it must have been! Qiu Feng closed the fan and read it smartly. He walked through every small bridge, every flowing water, and every forest in the Frost Red Residence, but he couldn't find the pink figure. Isn't it, the girl slipped out of the frost red house? As soon as this thought flashed, Qiu Feng's body was shivering, and his steps were in a hurry. How good is that?

The flowing wind sent a woman's silver bell-like laughter, Qiu Feng stared at it, and two maids came to meet him, and when he met Qiu Feng in this remote place, he was a little surprised, and hurriedly bowed, "Young master." ”

Qiu Feng was anxious and didn't feel very long-winded, "Have you seen Miss?" ”

"Miss is in the room!" When the maid heard this, she looked at each other. Master...... Coming to the remote place of Shuanghongju, are you in a hurry, are you looking for Miss? This...... Mademoiselle would never come to such a remote place.

Qiu Feng was speechless, a little embarrassed, coughed a few times to cover up, and hurriedly went.

Careless...... The girl is really unexpected! Qiu Feng was angry as he walked, and made a few more detours on the small bridge before he walked to the girl's door.

The door of the house was ajar, probably early in the morning, and Qiu Feng had a lot of detours, so he was a little angry and pushed the door in. The sound of squeaking sounded, not big or small, but it unexpectedly did not startle the woman. He lifted the curtain and entered the room, and was about to say something, when the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and then a trace of gloom climbed up his eyebrows.

The twelve-year-old Xiaoyi girl in front of her was still dressed in pink, she sat sideways on the couch, pouting, as if she was angry with someone. In front of her was a floor-length skirt, which was a long skirt that only adult women could wear, she just sat there, staring blankly, obsessed to the point that she couldn't take her eyes off, such an obsession pierced Qiu Feng's heart, and it hurt.

Qiu Feng's face gradually became serious, he stepped forward, tore off the long skirt, and as soon as he raised his hand, the flames in his palm ignited.

"No-" The woman in her ear shouted sharply, but before she could fall, the long skirt she had been looking at for a long time was already in Qiu Feng's hands, burned to ashes.

"You, how can you do this!" Xiaoyi became angry, pounced on him, and fought desperately, "You return my skirt, return my skirt!" She muttered her head, her eyes rippling.

Qiu Feng stood there dumbfounded, letting her punch and kick, her face was calm, and she couldn't see any expression.

After letting her flutter for a long time, Qiu Feng grabbed the woman and snorted, "Have you made enough trouble?" ”

Xiao Yi stopped hearing this, sat down on the couch dejectedly, she raised her head, and for the first time in the girl's carefree eyes, there were a few traces of pain, and she muttered, like a mosquito buzzing on a summer night, "Master...... But I'm more than three hundred. She looked down at her petite figure, smiled helplessly, and sobbed lowly, "Master, look at the way I look now...... I haven't grown ...... in a hundred years."

"I really envy those sisters who can wear such beautiful floral dresses in summer and walk around the streets, but ...... But I ......," she bowed her head, a little distracted, and a little melancholy, and actually hid her face and sobbed, "why am I different from others...... Everyone else can grow up, but I've been like this for a hundred years, and everyone treats me like a child," she looked up, sniffing and looking at me in confusion, "but I'm really an adult!" Isn't there something wrong with me? ...... hosts"

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