The dazzling gourd in front of Song Ge was reluctant to take his eyes away, the gourd was really special.

Isn't anyone looking at such a special thing?

Song Ge looked around like a thief, she didn't want to steal the gourd, she just wanted to touch it.

"Hulu baby?"

Seeing that there was no one, she stretched out her index finger and gently tapped it on one of the gourds.

The master who had a pair of eyes in the darkness almost couldn't help but slap his palm, and when he saw that Song Ge withdrew his hand with just a slight click, the man dispersed the energy running in his hand.

Jingle dong dong!

"Oops... I'll go!"

Song Ge looked at the seven gourds in disbelief, what kind of demon is this, why are you still shaking up and beating the beat?

The eyes in the darkness also revealed a puzzled gaze, he had been here for twelve years, not to mention the sound of the gourd, no matter how strong the wind blew, the gourd never shook. And now? There was a clanging and shaking, and his suspicious gaze scanned back and forth between Song Ge and the gourd.

Song Ge Song Ge was uncertain again: "Gourd baby?"

Jingle dong dong!

The seven gourds swayed back and forth, and there was a sound.

"The gourd baby sings the gourd baby... Haha, it's fun!"

Song Ge stretched out his hand and clicked on the gourds again, these gourds really have to become fine.

Jingle dong dong!

"I'll talk to the seven of you," seeing the seven gourds playing like this, she said: "There is a song that describes you seven little ones, and you are lucky to hear me, a global star, sing this song." ”

Jingle dong dong!

"Uh-huh... Ahh

Song Ge cleared his throat and sang: "Gourd baby, gourd baby, seven flowers on a vine, not afraid of wind and rain, lalala..."

Song Geyao pointed to the gourd and looked at the gourd.

Jingle dong dong!

Smack!

Song Ge snapped his fingers and said, "The smart seven little ones... Haha!"

The owner of those eyes in the dark watched Song Ge jumping and singing an inexplicable song, and the seven gourds jingled and swayed, complementing each other.

The owner of those eyes came out of the darkness, with a green coat, gray hair, but his face did not match the full head of white hair, and he looked like he was forty years old at most, just entering middle age.

The white-haired middle-aged man stood aside and watched for a long time listening to Song Ge gourd baby gourd baby singing over and over again, and the seven gourds were also endless jingle dong, whether it was a person or a gourd, he was the air, and the white-haired young man coughed.

"I'm going... Who?"

Song Ge was frightened by this cough, the thirty-year-old man jumped and sang the gourd baby, and the old face was about to be lost, no, she is now a twenty-year-old girl.

Song Ge was stunned for a moment and reacted, what excuse did God have, a twenty-year-old girl who didn't want to lose face? She hid under the gourd vine before she turned around, and when she saw the white-haired middle-aged man, she was angry and asked, "Which one are you?"

What kind of mess is this, he frowned and looked at Song Ge: "What grandfather scorpion essence? have you seen a scorpion essence here?"

"Who are you?" Song Ge guarded against this person, the middle-aged gray hair must have done something hurtful, and suddenly appeared on this mountain in the middle of the night to be a hooligan or a thief, she said: "If you don't say it, I'll call someone." ”

"Hey..."Seeing that the white-haired middle-aged man was about to come over, Song Ge hurriedly said, "I told you that if you dare to get close to the seven little ones and jump out, they will clean you up." ”

The white-haired young man shook his head with a smile, and continued to walk towards Song Ge without stopping.

In the dead of night, still on this mountain, Song Ge remembered that there was only a broken wooden house far away, even if it was called a throat cut, it might not be able to reach there, what should I do?

Seeing that the gray-haired middle-aged man is approaching, is this about to be extinguished?

Suddenly, he was in a hurry, just hoping to scare this person away, Song Ge hurriedly shouted: "Seven little ones shake it and show him..."

Jingle dong dong!

Qihulu really shook when he heard Song Ge's words, and the white-haired middle-aged man looked at them with bright eyes.

The bright eyes of the white-haired middle-aged are about to catch up with the dog's eyes, and the blind will feel dazzling, Song Ge covered her face, she regretted it, the seven little ones might as well not shake, if they don't shake, they may still have a glimmer of life, after shaking, I'm afraid that they won't remind this person and force the white-haired middle-aged to take the gourd baby and kill her.

"Song Shanhe is not dead yet?"

Song Ge suddenly raised her head, this person knew her identity and knew her grandfather, although the tone was not very friendly, but she may not be able to maneuver, she said: "Let me tell you, my grandfather is very powerful, if you dare to kill me, the grandfather of the family will pull you out if he is poor and falls into the Yellow Spring." ”

"Haha..."

The white-haired middle-aged man laughed wildly, his momentum was steep, and his energy was agitated.

At this moment, Song Ge felt that she was a leaf floating on the sea, and a small wave could shoot her to the bottom of the sea.

"Okay! What a poor man falls into the Yellow Spring," the white-haired middle-aged man looked at Song Ge and nodded, and said, "I am the descendant of Fengyun Sect, and I will not fall into the prestige of my Fengyun Sect." ”

This person turned out to be a person from Fengyun Sect, he said it earlier, Song Ge asked, "Who are you?"

"The current sect master of the Fengyun Sect should not be able to do anything!"

The white-haired middle-aged man said very heroically, but Song Ge was a little confused when he heard it, the first half of the sentence was clear, and the second half of the sentence was still Yuepu?

"That...", such a big sect master's tongue couldn't straighten up, and Song Ge was a little uncertain and said, "Let me do it, sect master..."

Ying Wuxing glanced behind him suspiciously, there was no one, who is this name?

Song Ge also looked behind him strangely, and said shamelessly: "Let me do it, sect master, what are you looking for?

"Ahh

Song Ge said with a confused face, "Are there any other people here?"

Ying Wuxing forgot what he was going to say to Song Ge, he just remembered to break this name back, the name of the sect master of the Tang and Tang Fengyun sects was powerful in the world, how could the juniors even say the name of the sect master wrong, he said word by word: "Should... Not... OK!"

"That's right, let me do it!" Song Ge didn't know if the head of the family was also sick, why did he keep emphasizing his name, isn't it Ren Yingying's father, Ling Hu Chong's father-in-law, I saw it in the orphanage when I was a child, I know this name, and I can do it with one eye.

Ying Wuxing looked at Song Ge, is this child really sick? Isn't it the smoke bomb released by Song Shanhe? Really went up the mountain to treat the disease? Why can't he even understand the name, is it so difficult to communicate? He once again emphasized word by word: "Should... Not... OK!"

Song Ge scratched her head, she was a little unsure, and asked suspiciously: "Ren let me do it, let me do it?"

There should be no line of frowning brows, what provokes me, let me do it.

Syllable!

Song Ge looked at Ying Wuxing and lowered his head and slapped his head on the door of his head and reacted, how can there be Chinese pinyin now, how can I forget this stubble.

Song Ge squatted on the ground and wrote the words 'let me go', and raised his head to greet Ying Wuxingdao: "Are these three words?"

Ying Wuxing saw the three words written on the ground by Song Ge and shook his head and squatted down, he erased 'let me go' and wrote 'should be without line' again.

"Hey, you said it earlier," Song Ge looked at the three words on the ground and said, "There should be no line to be in charge." ”

I've always said it, how can this be his fault, if it weren't for the face of the gourd, I really wanted to leave with my sleeves up, this little girl is not easy to communicate, not to mention that she is quite unreasonable.