The eyebrows of the Liukong Immortal Sword frowned, and with a wave of his palm, the stone bench beside him turned into a cloud of stone chips.

Yue Qianhuang moved into his arms, and his soft little hand grabbed his exposed green tendons, and while comforting, he said without being salty or light: "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth." ”

Now that the other party has made a black hand, they are just revealing their identities left and right.

"However, I also want to know, who is behind it?" She was a little puzzled.

The dark light in Liukong's eyes flashed: "No matter who it is, I won't let him die well!" ”

This man must have come straight at him!

Demagogue, the people of the world will attack him en masse! If you want to take his women from him, see if they have the strength to face his wrath!

"Qianqian, I won't let anyone snatch you away from me! Even if I die, I will drag you to hell with me. ”

Liukong Ming had just finished taking the oath, and before Yue Qianhuang could come back to his senses to respond to him, he felt a burst of pressure in the back of his head, and in the next second, a cold and soft touch came from his lips.

She opened her eyes, meeting his inky black eyes.

She could feel his anger and determination, and she could smell a faint hint of blood from the future.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

The crispy tingling sensation on her lips became more and more intense, and her plain light eyes obviously showed a bit of seductive drunkenness.

Ryukong Ming kept looking at her, and when he saw her look like this, his lips and teeth became more and more entangled.

Love, with a seductive drunkenness.

"Oh, it seems that I didn't come at the right time!" A low voice came from not far away, but it felt like it was ringing in my ears.

Ryukin let go of Moon Qianhuang and reached out to help her wipe the silver thread off her lips.

Knowing that he wiped the wet silver thread on her lips, he looked at the tall middle-aged man not far away, with some disturbed displeasure in his eyes: "Are you too idle?!" ”

It's rare to see this kid speak with emotion!

There was a hint of a smile in the white tiger's eyes, and two words were repeated in his mouth, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

He stepped forward, glanced at the stone chips next to the stone table, sat on the remaining stone bench, and looked at the stone table irregularly with strong and powerful fingers: "What do you think about the rumors?" ”

"Kill! Don't let go of one of the 10,000 killed by mistake! "Dare to think about his woman, he will never be calm.

Let's start with those who have had a holiday with him and Qianqian!

If you kill them one by one, he won't believe that he can't kill that rumor-monger!

"When you do that, you really do what they want. They have gone to great lengths to plant rumors of 'fate in troubled times' on you, and if you are really angry, you will really fall for their scheme! Baihu sighed with emotion: "After five hundred years of peace, some people's hearts began to move, but the people of Li in this world are used to being stable, and how can they withstand the baptism of war." ”

"Even if the world is messed up, so what." Liukong Ming looked at the white tiger and snorted disdainfully: "Others, what do you have to do with me!" ”

His eyes were filled with pride and arrogance.

"......" the corners of the white tiger's mouth twitched.

His apprentice is too ruthless, isn't it......

Even if you don't have much affection for this land, at least, you can't see blood flowing and corpses all over the field......

"Moon girl, what do you think?"

Yue Qianhuang was silent for a while and smiled: "The meaning of the dead is what I mean." ”

The white tiger's eyes immediately widened.

When he was thinking about how to persuade the two of them, Yue Qianhuang said again: "It's just that the fragments of the Xuanjing haven't been collected yet, and now is not the time for chaos in the world." What's more, there is still a month to go until the eighth day of August. ”