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A pair of feet fell from the ox cart, Li Yong helped him to walk towards the dilapidated grass hut, saying that it was a grass hut but in fact there were only three pieces of wood and a few broken and corroded rafters, weeds and cobwebs were chaotic, and the autumn wind was blowing and swaying. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Yong helped Tian Cai to sit on the fallen wood and said, "You can rest here for a while, and I'll go to the village to have a look." Tian Cai nodded in response, Li Yong sighed, and walked towards the village that had been burned down with a mournful expression.

The caravan stopped not far away, a group of crows kept barking, and the money shopkeeper looked around and said, "Everyone take a rest and wait for them." ”

"Mother, mother. Tian Cai trembled and got up, took two steps and stumbled down. The shopkeeper looked worried and rushed over, with a sad face: "Brother Tiancai, are you okay?"

Tian Cai was helped up by the money shopkeeper, wiped his tears and walked to the small tomb bag five zhang away, and kneeled on the ground: "Mother, the child has come to see you, mother, mother, mother......" Tian Cai cried up, and the money shopkeeper sighed, untied the wine bag around his waist and handed it to him.

After years of desolation and rain, the grave was covered with withered grass and almost submerged the broken stone monument, and it was hard to find that it was a tomb without looking closely. When his mother died, she couldn't afford to bury her, so she went to the village to ask for the dart head of the Sihai Dart Bureau, Li Dali, and a few villagers buried her, and five years passed in a flash.

Between the grave and the thatched hut was a small piece of land reclaimed by him and his mother, and the mother and son depended on each other to survive a difficult life, and the lack of food and clothing in the cold and summer made the weak mother even more emaciated.

The shopkeeper knelt down and bowed: "Tian Cainiang, please rest assured, Qian Guomin has become a brother with a different surname with him, and he will take care of him no matter what." ”

Tian Cai sprinkled a circle of wine on the ground, stretched out his hand to stroke the cold stone stele, this is the inscription he personally chiseled out for her mother, "The tomb of the mother Tian Xin, Ertian Caili" A few words are engraved crookedly, weathered over time, and the inscription that is not deep also seems blurred.

Li Yong ran to Zhoujia Village, where the burned houses were already overgrown, and the peaceful village only existed in his childhood mind.

"Dad!" Li Yong knelt in front of a large stone tablet, signed by his father Li Dali in the lower left corner, and the names of the whole village were engraved on the stone tablet, including him and Tian Cai. I want to come to the Four Seas Dart Bureau Li Dali came back to Zhoujia Village, and when he saw a tragedy, he erected a stone monument, and there were several graves not far away, which should be to collect the bones exposed in the wilderness.

Under the abyss, there are two women's shoes with red and pink patterns walking in the dark and secret cave.

Lying on the cold ground, the blur in front of him gradually became clear, and he saw the delicate flower shoes stop. He raised his head slowly, his heart was stunned, and a woman with a delicate face appeared in front of him, blinking clear eyes, a trace of evil and innocence flashed between his eyebrows, it was really hard to imagine that there were people in the world who integrated evil and innocence, but it flashed without leaving a trace. The dim light sprinkled on the bright face, it seemed so soft, warm and charming.

She squatted down, and her consciousness gradually became clear, and she should not be in a dream: "You, you are ......"

"Me?" the ghost laughed crisply when he saw sorrow, and turned to hide his face and become sad: "The slave family is sorrowful, and it is the kind of sorrow that glooms and gloom, so pitiful, pitiful, pitiful." ”

Gazing at her face stupidly, it was so beautiful that her heart was pounding.

She stretched out her white jade fingers, lifted his jaw and slowly lifted it, a smile hung on the corner of her mouth and slowly approached him, her lips and eyes were relatively inch, the air was stagnant, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved: "Ouch, white and tender little sheng, silly, cute little tofu." ”

"Male, male and female, do not kiss. Liyan's voice seemed to tremble, and he didn't know how to say this.

The ghost smiled crisply: "Do you still kiss men and women, look at your obsessive eyes, you must be in love with sorrow." ”

"This, this. Liyan slowly sat up, but this fall was painful, and he had not recovered his strength for a while.

Seeing his silly cuteness, the ghost couldn't help but reach out and touch his handsome face, his eyes revealing that long-lost gaze, like a blazing bright spot shining in the depths of his pupils.

"You, you're a girl......" said in a slur voice.

"What's wrong with that? People love to touch it, this is a blessing that you have cultivated for ten lifetimes, and it is difficult for ordinary people to get close to Xiang'er, hehe. The ghost saw sorrow and retracted his tender white hand to turn back slightly, staring at his delicate and fair face, the boy and the girl were beautiful to the heart.

There is a faint fragrance between the breath of the dead, refreshing the spleen and endless aftertaste, looking at her sweet smile, innocent and very lovable, stammering: "You, you just said that you are called Chou'er, and now you say that you are called Xiang'er, who are you?"

Seeing the sorrow, the ghost giggled, and stopped smiling: "Oh, Xiang'er is the little maiden name of the slave family, and Chou'er is called by the bad guys." ”

The ghost saw sorrow and stretched out his slender jade arm to send him to snort, pouting his cherry red mouth: "Little tofu, you smell it, is the slave family born with a faint body fragrance? ”

"Oh, I see. He sat up with a red face, and looked at her fiery eyes uncomfortably, although his heart was pounding, but he was shy when he saw the person who was moving. I tried to meditate and try to meditate on my luck, but it was difficult to gather energy to heal my wounds.

"Okay, don't be lucky, you're not comfortable being serious. The ghost slowly stood up and said slowly: "This is the bottom of the darkness, this will weaken most of your mana here, save some energy and rest for a while." "The ghost is worried that it took a long time to recover the lost true qi after meditating for a long time, and he was trapped here for a few hours and couldn't get out.

Listening to luck, Li Yan looked at the woman in beautiful red clothes in front of him, and asked: "This dark bottom is already extremely dangerous under the abyss, how can the girl be weak and delicate here?"

The ghost chuckled, and secretly scolded this stupid fool in his heart, pretending to be resentful, hiding his face and sobbing: "The slave family was originally the daughter of her mother's family, but she was imprisoned here by the demon, and the demon said that she wanted me to marry him, otherwise she would not let Xiang'er out." ”

Lixian was filled with indignation: "The hateful demon dares to kill the girl of the good family!"

Seeing the sorrow, the ghost secretly rejoiced, he couldn't imagine that this handsome young man was so easy to deceive, he raised his sleeve and dipped the corners of his eyes, looking pitiful: "Little tofu, you have to save the slave family out." ”

"Later, when I have recovered my strength, I will definitely save the girl out, and don't be sad. "Leave the funeral.

The ghost turned around and walked two steps slowly, and said, "You call it Liyan?"

Liwu said: "The disciple of Canglong Peak in the Lower Heaven Immortal Realm, tell me to leave the dead." ”

The ghost saw that he stopped, and reached out to pick up the sword leaning against the stone: the guess is right, he is the son of Yunyi Xianju who hates the sky.

Originally, the ghost saw that he had opened the dark room lock array, but unfortunately it was he and the Canglong Sword who fell from the top of the cave to block the way, and the hole closed quickly, and he had to meditate and recover his luck for an hour.

"Leaving the dead boy, why did you come to this abyss?" the ghost turned to look at him and smiled slightly, knowing that he must have come for Tianwat.

"Oh, we, our division has a mission. "Leave the funeral.

"What task?, is it a treasure hunt, or is it a ......" Ghost smiled sadly, and gently flicked his long sleeves: "Or is it a hero who saved the beauty?"

Li Yan remembered this secret mission, and accidentally said it for a while, and said: "Oh, fifteen years ago, the Heavenly Immortal Realm brought various sects and the Demon Empress to fight here, and the Immortal Realm died very seriously, so I sent Li Yan and others down to the Ten Thousand Hidden Abyss to pay respects. ”

"Oh?" the ghost looked sad and frustrated, and complained: "Little Tofu, it turns out that you are not here to save the slave family, the slave family might as well kill yourself to protect your innocence and avoid being defiled by demons." ”

"No, no, no, I'm here to save Miss Xiang'er. Liyan shouted, for fear that she would kill herself: "Liyan fell into this dark secret room in a daze and did not complete the important task of the master, and saw the sad fate of the girl, and I must take Miss Xiang'er out of the abyss." ”

The ghost saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, and secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, how could this ten thousand deep abysses be a vicious place where ordinary people came?

"Your name is Miss Xiang'er of the slave family?" The ghost reached out and touched his tender face and asked, "Is the slave family old?"

He was stunned for a moment and stood up: "Miss Xiang'er is joking, at the age of twenty-eight, she looks like a fairy, how can she be old?"

"Really?" "The ghost saw sorrow and shyness, his face has been the same for the past three hundred years, and today when he met this tender little student, the girl's heart rippled, and he didn't expect that he was the descendant of the enemy, and sighed that the world was so wonderful.

He nodded heavily: "Well, beautiful woman, pure and immaculate." "In the past, I never said much, but today I am excited.

"Nasty. The ghost laughed when he was coaxed, and snorted: "If the slave family hurts you and does something evil, will you forgive the slave family?"

"Naturally. "Leaving the death is not good to think, watching her laugh at him is very happy, maybe this is the beauty of the dream, fortunately it is not a dream, the heart of the death is throbbing.

Seeing that the ghost was approaching him, he looked up at his tall figure and smiled: "Little tofu, are you serious? ”

Liyan nodded, raised his hand and said, "Miss Xiang'er, give me the Canglong Sword, and Liyan will open the secret room and take you out." ”

"Don't give it!" Ghost saw the dragon sword behind his back, looking at her and smiling happily.

"I, this, Miss Xiang'er, didn't you say you were going out? "I am not in a hurry or annoyed, looking at her delicate and lovely appearance is sweet to the bottom of my heart.

"Who said this sword is yours? The ghost took out his sword from his back and looked at it.

Liyan stared at her for a long time, and smiled: "The immortal magic weapon has spirituality, and if you recognize the Lord, you will call it out of the sheath." ”

The corner of the ghost's mouth twitched, and he raised the Canglong sword and said, "Then you come, if it doesn't move, it's a slave." ”

"Good. He pinched the sword trick in his hand and shouted, "Get up!"

The ghost saw that the jade hand was clenched, and the Canglong Sword trembled slightly.

"Why, why didn't it come out of the sheath?" said in surprise, this Canglong Sword was surrendered by him from Canglong Bishuitan, and it was even more handy for five years, "Canglong Sword, out of the sheath!"

With a bang, a flash of white light flashed out of the Canglong sword.

With a "click", the ghost saw that he stretched out his hand and inserted the sword that had not yet left the sheath, and said with a smile: "Look, it's not out of the sheath, this sword is mine, hehe." ”

He was stupid, and suddenly his heart was shocked: "Who are you sacred? Definitely not a mortal, just now ......"

The ghost was not in a hurry, and rolled his eyes: "The slave family is a little girl, this secret room is very strange, and it is not strange that the Canglong sword is not unsheathed." ”

Lixian seemed to believe it: "Yes? It seems really weird, but why did you shoot so quickly just now?"

"Oh, didn't you fall from it and fainted? I must have seen it wrong just now, or your mental power was not enough, the Canglong Sword was just slow to unsheath in the secret room, and Xiang'er just reached out and pressed it. The ghost saw that he stood on tiptoe and stretched out his soft jade hand to touch his forehead, and said seriously: "It seems that you haven't rested yet, and your vitality hasn't recovered yet." ”

"Ah, I guess so. Liyan grabbed her tender little hand and stared at the flickering eyes, the corners of her mouth hooked.

"Pervert. The ghost snorted shyly, looked at the little hand holding her, and quickly put it down, smiling sneeringly.