"Don't be locked up like me again." A sentence echoed in the little spider spirit's heart for a long time, lingering in his heart, for a long time, he sighed lightly with some surprise, and a pair of eyes looked at the bleak back almost uncontrollably, "It turns out, it turns out ...... Is this your cage too......"

A pair of lovely autumn eyes, an indescribable charm, a frown on the little face, stupidly, stunned for a long time.

"I can ...... for him Do something? ”

The little spider spirit murmured softly, this kind of life in a dark cell, no one knows better than her, if possible, she also wants to be like the king and wealth let him go, and she will find a way to let it escape, but where can this be done by a little demon who has cultivated for decades?

The little hands carved in pink and jade were tightly squeezed together, the little spider spirit exhaled heavily, and a spiritual light emerged in his mind, when he was kept in captivity, the happiest thing every day was to sneak a look at the scenery outside for a while from the gap in the windowsill, whether it was to see the dim night or the rising dawn, she could be happy for a while.

"He must want to see the scenery outside, too." Inadvertently, the beautiful scenery seen from the mountains late at night kept turning the pages in my mind like a picture scroll, a charming smile hung up, and the little spider spirit said slowly, "Next time, the next time we meet, I must weave it for you." ”

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Across several courtyards, Chen Xiao, who was idle and bored, sat on the roof, looked at it from afar, and saw a good show in the mansion of the royal power and wealth really well, with a piece of grass in his mouth, twisted his neck a little sore, stood up, patted the dust on his body, Chen Xiao shook his head with a sigh, and said.

"Hehe, it's really a natural pair."

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Day after day, for a full week, the little spider spirit would appear behind the eaves on time every morning, watching him practice his sword and watching him taste tea, which had almost become her habit.

On the contrary, at dawn every day, when he gets up, there will be a trace of vitality in his indifferent eyes, and his heart is entangled.

But for some reason, when he practiced sword and drank tea every day, there was a gaze quietly staring at him, and the inexplicable peace of mind and infinite warmth made him reluctant to lift this veil for a long time.

"Alas...... It's here again......" sighed as light as a mosquito, his hand paused when he was tasting tea, and his side was no longer a wooden sword but a royal sword in the name of slaying demons, Wang Quan Fugui exhaled deeply, even if he didn't want to face it, he had to shoot.

Swish!

Rumble!

With a sharp swing of the sword, a powerful sword light was more than several times more powerful than before!

Behind the eaves that were divided into two, the frightened gaze of the little spider spirit was revealed, and half of its head poked out in fear.

"Father said that those who come to the house frequently must be assassins......" Wang Quan Fugui got up slightly, his faint gaze stayed on the little spider spirit's body, and observed her every move......

"Do you really think I'm not going to kill you?"

As if he had mustered up courage, his little face showed a rare show of perseverance, and he said in a slurred voice: "Yes...... Right...... I'm sorry! ”

Sou! Sou! Sou! Sou!

Thousands of silk threads spit out from the small mouth, silver-like spider silk flew in the air, intertwined with each other, and a colorful silk thread shuttled back and forth, making people dizzy and dazzling!

"Is this your formation?" Wang Quan Fugui carefully looked at the so-called 'formation', but he didn't feel a trace of threat, his brows froze, and he said with a cold sword light, "Kill move...... Is it still to come? ”

From birth, as the strongest weapon of the Daomen, he was assassinated more times than he could count on two hands, and that fear lasted until he was twelve years old, because since that year, there were no assassins who were no match for him......

The toes are lightly stepped, the figure is like electricity, the body has been practiced to the point of being superb, in the blink of an eye, the sharp blade easily crossed the colorful spider silk, the blade trembled, and the tip of the sword pointed at the throat of the little spider spirit, only a millimeter away!

"Killing you doesn't work at all." Wang Quan Fugui said coldly, for this little spider who had the same fate as him, he couldn't do it for a while, and when he turned his head, the corner of his eye was aimed at the 'formation' arranged by the little spider spirit behind him.

"This ...... This is? ”

The purpose is a brocade embroidery painting, the smart vast river, the smoke waves rippling with the mountain shape ghost, the strange mountains stand upright, the mountains are continuous, the verdant and steep pulls out, the clouds cover the fog, the Cangjiang River is a few curves, there are a few clusters of reeds, still in the Na to welcome people, a majestic palace stands in it.

Where is the scenery? He had never seen the royal power and wealth at all, but he knew that it was beautiful...... He loved it......

"This is a panorama of your home! I ran a few laps around the mountain to find the best angle. The little spider smiled shallowly, her innocent and cute appearance was a hundred times more charming, a small tiger tooth, delicate little eyes narrowed, and said sweetly, "The use of demon silk brocade was trained when I was caught, I heard that you can't go out casually, and you don't even know what your home looks like, so I will weave it for you, and the place where you live is very beautiful!" ”

"In the future, I will go to more and more places to weave the outside world to you." The little spider slowly raised her head, looking at the king and wealth, and a pair of smart eyes were like water, "Let me be your eyes......

"My ...... Eyes? Wang Quan Fugui was slightly stunned, and he didn't know when the sword he raised had fallen, his eyes were full of shock, and his heart was filled with an indescribable feeling......

One morning, Wang Quan Fugui didn't go anywhere, quietly looking at the half-finished brocade on the ground, his eyes didn't blink, as if he was enchanted, as if there was infinite magic in the brocade.

This must have been the third time he'd seen the scenery outside, right? It's beautiful......

The little spider spirit didn't go anywhere, and she looked at it without saying a word, but her eyes didn't have landscapes, only human figures......

"It's really beautiful, can you give me a pair?"

The relaxed words came into their ears, Wang Quan Fugui reacted from a stunned state, his eyes opened, the royal sword was already out of the sheath, and someone could approach it silently to this extent, a familiar figure imprinted into his eyes, Wang Quan Fugui slowly put away his sword and stood up, bowed respectfully, and said in a somewhat nervous tone.

"Senpai."

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