Chapter 33 What is the moth of King Zhou You

It turned out to be a living person who had been living all his life, wearing brocade clothes but some tattered and tattered, the jade crown on his head was inlaid with a night pearl the size of a baby's fist, and the toe of his shoes was hung with shining gems, but this person looked at Xia Ji with a melancholy face, and his eyes were chaotic and dark in his old face, and it seemed that he had been deeply poisoned, but he still lived in this tomb for some reason.

He stared at Xia Ji tightly, his eyes were sad, and his steps moved step by step: "Xi'er, I have played the princes for you, why do you still refuse to smile?" ”

Then he looked at the dark place above and continued: "It's getting late this day, so let's rest with this king." After speaking, the long nails were about to grab Xia Ji.

Xia Ji squatted and flashed this sharp grasp, and just wanted to draw the sword but remembered that his Qingfeng sword had long been missing, "Xi'er, do you want to play a game?" The other long claw gently ruffled Xia Ji's hair and took a deep breath.

Xia Ji was cold, and he glanced at Childe's side, he stood there as if he couldn't see anything, but his face was not panicked, his hands grasped the sword wrapped in white cloth, and slowly groped forward, reading in his mouth: "Where have you been?" ”

"I can't seem to see anything." Childe's eyes widened, but it was still dark in front of his eyes, and he didn't know if it was the reason why the oil lamp went out.

"You stand still and don't move!" Xia Ji just wanted to shout, but found that he only opened his mouth, and there was no sound, and a hoarse sound came out, but there was no sound at all.

This time, Xia Ji was confirmed, and the son's side was suddenly 'blind', and he was suddenly 'dumb'. ’

"Sister, just give this king a smile." King Zhou You looked at Xia Ji faintly, his eyes revealed sadness, Xia Ji nodded, grinning reluctantly.

When King Zhou You saw it, flames came out of his eyes, and his voice changed suddenly: "You are not a concubine, return this king's beloved concubine!" After speaking, the long claws had already come to Xia Ji, the blue and black long claws were hideous, Xia Ji flashed, and a bunch of black hair in his ears had been shaved off by King Zhou You.

Where did the king emerge, where did she know what the female general of the Dayun Kingdom was brilliant!

Originally, I wanted to maneuver, but it seems that I can only fight hard.

Xia Ji settled down, jumped up and rolled on a lazy donkey and came behind King Zhou You, took out a sharp knife, and stuck it in the back of King Zhou You's head.

"Giggles!" Not as soft as expected, but hard as iron, is this person an iron wall?

The arm was grabbed and flung suddenly, Xia Ji was thrown to the wall, I don't know what was absorbed, the blood on his body gradually lost, and his consciousness seemed to be unclear.

She could faintly see a stream of blood snaking out of the large and small bronze vessels, winding down into the wine bottle, and the old man had already moved towards the side of the childe.

She didn't know where she got a strength, and slowly got up and moved to the wine bottle, which was the blood that flowed from her arm just now, and at this time, she lost the blood source, and King Zhou You turned her head to look at Xia Ji again.

Gongzi turned his head sensitively to look at the place where King Zhou You and Xia Ji were staying, although he couldn't see anything, the sound of smashing against the wall and the sound of a man still reached his ears.

He pulled out the Blue Blade Sword, and the white cloth wrapped around it fell, revealing a chilling glow.

At that moment, Xia Ji didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't seem to think about anything, his mind was blank, and his mouth opened and he couldn't make a sound.

At the same time, she turned her eyes to look at Childe's side, the blood in her hand was dripping non-stop, the smell of blood spread, Qingfeng Sword seemed to sense the presence of Xia Ji, the sword body trembled and broke free from Childe's hands, Childe's side seemed to realize something, and looked at Xia Ji in surprise.

When Xia Ji came back to her senses, the Qingfeng Sword had returned to her hands, spotless, shining brightly, and restoring its former glory.

Xia Ji was solemn, looking up at the sky dark like a mole, the Qingfeng sword in his hand turned and stabbed suddenly, black blood flowed down the sword body, and with a twitch of his hand, in his ears, King Zhou You's terrible scream suddenly turned into a whimpering wail, and the blue-black skin suddenly withered, like a dead skin clinging to the thin dry bones.

In the end, the faint light in the dry bones flickered, Xia Ji picked it open with a sword, and it turned out to be a pill, picked it up and blew off the fly ash on it, knowing that Gongzi's side could not see it, she stepped forward and sniffed it, and stuffed it into the palm of Gongzi's side.

Now it is inconvenient to confirm the identities of both parties, one can't see and the other can't say, and they can't do things, but they seem to have confirmed invisibly, and they have a tacit understanding compared to before.

Gongzi didn't open his mouth to return the Qingfeng Sword, and Xia Ji didn't plan to hand it over, the two maintained an innate tacit understanding and the alienation of meeting suddenly.

However, the iron claw rope between the two seemed to be a little inappropriate for the two of them at the moment, too alienated, Xia Ji walked forward quickly and pinched his fingers, pulled him slightly, and the son immediately held it back, and the hot palm was close to Xia Ji's fingers.

Childe sighed sideways, as if soothing, happy, and helpless, all kinds of complex emotions were entwined on it, indescribably complicated, but at the moment he was satisfied.

Xia Ji listened to it, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only silently follow Gongzi's side in the corridor quickly and unhurriedly.

At this moment, the environment is silent, only smelling breathing, each other's palms are holding a hot and a warm and cool just neutralizing, her fingers curled up in his palm, soft and delicate, all the minds on the child's side are concentrated on the hand, and it is found that Xia Ji's index finger is slightly cocked and pressed obliquely on the middle finger, and the warm finger is just touching the middle of his palm, gently itching the arc of the little rise, as if his mind is going to be removed, and he is gently intoxicated.

He knew that the current situation was critical and he should go out quickly, but he hoped that the road would be longer and slower, and his heart would be a soft mess, so that he could feel her more, even if he couldn't see her.

When he arrived, Xia Ji looked at the stone gate in front of him, pulled out his hand and pushed it, using three points of force, no.

On the side, the only one on the side of the son was stunned.

With five points of strength, it still doesn't work.

Xia Ji's whole body crashed into it, and he was bound to push this broken stone door open.

But, it still doesn't work.

Xia Ji pushed Gongzi's side, held his hands, and Gongzi's side was happy, and before he could react, he ran into the mossy and greasy stone door, and his heart was raised high and fell fiercely, depressed and unattached.

So, the two of them pushed the stone door with the strength of milk, but it still didn't work.

Xia Ji frowned and looked at the stone gate, and then looked behind him, there is no door to the sky, there is no way to go down, could it be that the two of them are going to die here?

Xia Ji was just about to crash into it again, but he caught a glimpse of the sacrificial round platform behind him, and the wine bottle above was not yet full but exuded a strong fishy smell.

Xia Ji patted his side comfortingly, signaling him to stay and not move.

Although he was reluctant, he still nodded and remained motionless, but his 'gaze' moved with Xia Ji's movement, and he couldn't leave it.