"Long over the river?" , Feng Xiaoxiao groaned: "Doesn't he really have the ability to turn over the river and the sea?" ”

The young woman in the green dress stood up softly and sighed, "That's it! Rather than waiting to be caught by him, it is better to live than to die, but it is better to die clean now. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "How do you want to die?" ”

The young woman in the green dress turned around, pulled her band with her bare hands, tore off her belt, lifted it up, floated high, and hung it on the branch next to her.

Although Feng Xiaoxiao was behind her, from the slender curves of her waist and hips, she could also imagine the slightly open undulating snow scene in front of her, which must be beautiful, and she couldn't help coughing dryly, and said: "Hanging like this is too ugly." ”

The young woman in the green dress twisted her waist, turned around, stared at him, and said slowly: "I'm very lonely when I die alone, are you willing to accompany me?" ”

Her breasts are really snow-white, and the bulging arc is so perfect, and through the loose green gauze skirt, only more and more are faintly visible...... It makes people's blood swell and reverie is infinite......

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "A little goblin like you who is obsessed with death, there will definitely be many people who are willing to die with you." ”

The young woman in the green dress giggled and said, "I'm thirty-seven years old, I'm not young, where can I still be called a little goblin!" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled: "A woman who is willing to say her age is also very unique, and for this alone, I like you a little." ”

The girl in the green dress said with a smile: "No matter what you say is true or not, I will always remember this sentence." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "It's good if you are willing to remember, although you call it 'Lost people don't lose their lives'." But I'm afraid that today not only will not kill people, but will have to pay for their lives. ”

The young woman in the green dress suddenly stopped laughing. His eyes widened and he said, "You...... How do you know my name? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "I don't just know your name. I also know that your name is Xiao Mimi, pestering me at this moment, pretending to seek death, just trying for me to stop that dragon over the river! If my martial arts are not good and I can't catch you just now, I will become a buffer on your back, will you still pay attention to me? ”

Xiao Mimi stared at him, couldn't laugh anymore, and said slowly: "You only said one thing wrong. I'm not pretending to die, but I really want to die. ”

As he spoke, he jumped up, his white and tender little hands flew up, and he quickly tied the belt hanging on the branch into a dead knot, and at the same time put his slender neck into it, and then his legs couldn't stop kicking back and forth, and the whole person hung in the air slowly.

After a while, her beautiful legs were straight and straight. Motionless anymore.

Feng Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded, looked at it in a daze, and finally sighed and said, "You are really a little goblin who cheats the dead and doesn't pay for his life." It's also quite hard, and if I don't help you this time, I feel a little embarrassed. ”

A man walked in the distance. The white clothes under the moon were so white, and he carried a folding fan in his hand. Very personable.

In addition to Hua Wuji, Feng Xiaoxiao has never seen such a gentle man. He is more intelligent and delicate than Hua Wu, but he is a little more calm and steady.

He looked forty or fifty years old, his lips were slightly wide, and his forehead was a little too high, but his eyes like autumn doors and stars were enough to make up for this.

With a bang, the folding fan suddenly opened, and a black ink dragon jumped on it, spitting out the fog, seeing the beginning but not the tail, turning over the river and the sea, showing ferocity.

A pair of dragon eyes, shining brightly, were actually pupils inlaid with two rare black gemstones, the same shape, the same size, and the stars and moon in the sky, flashing with fierce light, staring at the mortals in front of them.

"Lao Tzu didn't let you die, you dared to die?" , this person's words are like thunder, he has been angry, but his expression is gentle, as if he is chanting poetry under the moon: "You can't die, Lao Tzu said, when I catch you, I promise that you will suffer ten days and ten nights of living crimes, if you are allowed to suffer a moment less, Lao Tzu is not a human being." ”

It was impossible to describe Feng Xiaoxiao's surprise now, he heard this voice, he couldn't close his mouth, and shouted in a lost voice: "You are the 'head of the Four Saints' Long Chuanjiang?" ”

This person smiled slightly, his expression was full of gentleness, but his mouth was diametrically opposed, and said: "Lao Tzu is the dragon turning the river, you put her down, and after Lao Tzu revives her, he will come to toss you." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao kept blinking, wanting to speak again and again, but he still couldn't help asking, "Toss?" ”

Long Chuanjiang smiled: "It's just a toss!" Toss her, toss you, or toss together. Of course, I can also make you toss her...... This woman is naturally charming and soulful, anyone who has tasted it once, guarantees that she knows the taste of the marrow, and reads it for a lifetime, if you are willing to be obedient, I will let you toss her every day. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao grew his mouth, he was really dumbfounded, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: "Since I came to this world, I haven't seen a few normal people, either crazy, or neurotic, or narcissistic, but now it's good, I really met a complete pervert." ”

Long Chuanjiang suddenly smiled with Xi, but a hideous light flashed in the dragon's eyes on the fan, and a wave of energy came out with the folding fan.

In an instant, the sky was dark, the moon was dim, the stars were lightless, and all the light was gathered on a pair of dragon's eyes, and it was only tyrannical and crazy in a flash.

In addition to inviting the moon and pitying the stars, Feng Xiaoxiao has never seen such a high level of force, the thoroughness of condensation, and the purity of thoroughness.

A folding fan, like a black poisonous dragon from the endless abyss, rose and fell, piercing the sky, cutting through the starry sky, and slashing at the top of his head.

Feng Xiaoxiao waved his sword, and the blue blood was no longer blue or green, only red, the blood red of the whole body, and the red seeping people.

The short sword, which was originally extremely heavy, was now as light as nothing, and in a trance it was where it should be, and the cold air suddenly soared, far exceeding the sword body of one foot and seven inches, and a seven-inch invisible sword blade was condensed at the tip of the sword, the most rigid and soft sword blade, the cold sword edge, and the indestructible sword edge.

The sword blade is solemn, like an extremely cold ice crystal falling to the ground, and the sword light flows like a brilliant lonely rainbow.

The sword move has not arrived, and the sword style will come first!

The lone rainbow swept across the black dragon, a touch of blood was brilliantly sprinkled, the dragon's head was flying lonely in the air, and there was no madness and tyranny in the dragon's eyes, only a cold and lonely cold.

The person has stepped back, and the sword intent remains!

The lonely rainbow is still in the sky, and the black dragon on the ground is dead.

Long Chuanjiang's eyes were also filled with a cold silence.

He asked, "What kind of swordsmanship is this, what kind of sword?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao sighed lightly, stroked the emerald green sword body that shone with a demonic light, looked at the only little red left on the tip of the sword, and said: "This is the blue blood shines on the danqing, and it is indeed the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world, the unparalleled sword in the world." (To be continued......)