"It's so comfortable!"

Jiang Xiaobai stretched his waist, shook the mist on his sleeve, and then jumped slightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ah......h

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the monk's shoes that were many higher than the top of the Bodhi tree in astonishment, and his heart suddenly hung up.

Boom!

As if a heavy tree had smashed on the ground, Jiang Xiaobai grinned and said hesitantly.

"Lord Mo, what have you done to me?"

Mo Qingxue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, glared at Jiang Xiaobai fiercely, and walked unhurriedly towards the cobblestone under the Bodhi tree, she was injured, and the true qi that guided Jiang Xiaobai was forcibly blasted out.

"Go pick me some fresh fruit, I'm hungry!"

Mo Qingxue's somewhat cold tone came.

Jiang Xiaobai scratched his head with dense black nods, wanting to ask something, but looking at Mo Qingxue's somewhat gloomy face, he had to swallow what he wanted to say into his stomach, turned around and walked towards the door, he felt that his body was as light as a feather, and his body was as light as a feather, and his body was inexhaustible, and a stream of warm heat was growing in his body.

"Huh, why are the plants and trees in the mountains receding so fast?"

Jiang Xiaobai quickly realized the grass and trees flying backwards, and the sound of whirring wind came from his ears, and immediately, he was ecstatic in his heart, because he had vaguely guessed that when he stepped into the so-called door, his whole body had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Looking at Jiang Xiaobai, who quickly disappeared from sight, Mo Qingxue was beautiful and slight, in just one night, this little monk experienced washing skin, body, pulse, bones, five mansions, and perfect marrow washing, but there was no trace of impurities discharged from the body, but when she saw the articulate Jiang Xiaobai excitedly appear outside the door, everything seemed to be clear.

I saw that Jiang Xiaobai was carrying a bunch of fresh fruits in his shabby monk's robe, chewing wantonly in his mouth, like a beggar who had been hungry for three days, and he ignored the fruits that kept falling from the broken mouth of the monk's robe, which made Mo Qingxue's heart ache, it is conceivable that such fruits in the mountains were the rations of the little monk alone, if there were any magazines in his body, it would be the most grotesque in the world.

"Humph!"

Looking at Jiang Xiaobai, who was slow and happy to himself, Mo Qingxue expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Amitabha! seems to be too carried away. ”

Jiang Xiaobai said secretly, hurriedly grabbed a handful of fruits from the monk's robe with a smile, and handed it to Mo Qingxue.

Mo Qingxue looked at the little yellow mud on the surface of the fruit, took out a white silk scarf out of nowhere, wiped it, and put it in his mouth.

"In three days, I'm going to get out of here, do you know the exit?"

Mo Qingxue clutched a purple fruit tightly in her hand, and said without question, Jiang Xiaobai could even feel a trace of evil aura from it.

"I'll take you out! After the injury is healed, you can take a look at the mountain, the fruit is in the back mountain, you can pick some and take it away, and I will take a look at this Myoho-renge-step, so that I can save my life outside!"

Jiang Xiaobai said lightly, without the slightest intention of taking Mo Qingxue around, although the other party was a beautiful woman like a city.

When Mo Qingxue saw the colorful fruits in the back mountain, after being shocked, she stood in place for a long time, looked at the dilapidated temple, the serious and thin figure, and then looked at the fruit that exuded a fatal allure, and finally, looked at the outside of the white mist, and resolutely turned around, some things are not suitable to appear outside.

In the early morning three days later, Dongfang was just about to turn slightly white, but the light was obscured by clouds blowing from nowhere, which made the atmosphere of the temple a little depressing, and Jiang Xiaobai sat under the Bodhi tree meditating, and his delicate sword eyebrows were wrinkled at this time, and beside him, it was the cobblestone that had been occupied by Mo Qingxue for three whole days, and Mo Qingxue himself.

Not long after, as if she had made a lot of determination, Mo Qingxue gritted her teeth, stepped on broken steps and walked quickly down the mountain, at this time her heart was chaotic, maybe she stayed here for a year, or a few months, she would have a devastating power to smooth everything outside, but at that time, was it really meaningful?

Jiang Xiaobai was just about to run to chase Mo Qingxue, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, only to see him tiptoe to the main hall, from under the golden body of a Buddha half a foot high, he struggled to pull out a white jade turtle, and threw it into the flowing cloud bag on his waist, silently thinking in his heart, if he had no money to eat, and he couldn't make it into a fast, he would take this thing as a treat, maybe he could eat a few full meals.

When Jiang Xiaobai rushed to the edge of the white mist that shrouded the foot of the mountain, he saw a sassy figure with a black silk scarf around his face, giving people a cold feeling.

Looking at Jiang Xiaobai, who was only a few points shorter than herself, Mo Qingxue stretched out her slender jade finger, pointed to the black brocade that was placed not far away, and motioned for him to put it on.

Jiang Xiaobai put on a black brocade robe, sniffed with his nose with difficulty, and did not think of the fragrance, but exuded a smell of fresh fabric, and somehow looked forward to it inexplicably, but now he was a little disappointed.

Mo Qingxue smiled playfully.

"Welcome the little monk to a wonderful world!"

Jiang Xiaobai instantly cleaned up his mood, and tried his best to think about the profound meaning of Mo Qingxue's words, and the calm heart lake actually swelled up with some waves rarely, and some thoughts that monks should not have.

With the space, the soles of his feet seemed to give birth to the wind, supporting him to fly quickly, the yellow mud in the mountains could no longer stick to the newly worn black brocade clothes, and the Buddha beads in his hands emitted a faint halo from time to time, as if warning some restless existence in the white mist.

"Amitabha!"

Jiang Xiaobai's voice sounded on the edge of the white mist, this walk, it was a whole day, he wiped the fine beads of sweat on his head, and looked at the gloomy sky with some solemnity, there was always an uncomfortable feeling here.

"Breathe quickly, and then, hurry!"

Mo Qingxue's somewhat weak voice came from behind him, looking at the half-round full moon in the sky, a heart had already flown to the city built on the top of the mountain.

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly found that there was no roar of the beast that came out last time in the mountains and forests, it was terrifying, but at this moment, an abrupt voice came undisguised.

"Young city lord, let's go, the city lord has news that a large group of vultures are attacking from all directions. ”

"What's the hurry, wait another day, if that slut in Falling Flower City hasn't come out yet, let's go, hmph, those slaves in Slave Soul City are too docile, Young Master Ben is not interested, I really miss those strong women in Falling Flower City!"

"News from Qingyun City, that slut is seriously injured, let's wait, if it happens, young master, I'm tired of playing and rewarding you, hahaha......"

A lewd voice rang out.

When Jiang Xiaobai heard this, he looked back at Mo Qingxue, who had a murderous look in his eyes, and couldn't help but worry about the so-called young city lord.

"Amitabha, as soon as I get out of the mountain, I will see blood, this is not a good start!"

Sure enough, Mo Qingxue took advantage of the cover of the night, like a ghost, and quickly approached the young city lord.

After a while, a miserable scream came, and several black shadows rushed out, surrounding Mo Qingxue in the middle, and a weak young man in gorgeous clothes ran in the direction where Jiang Xiaobai was.

Jiang Xiaobai was just about to dodge the oncoming right and wrong, but he didn't expect a sharp arrow to break through the wind.

"Phew!"

Jiang Xiaobai's face sank instantly, his chest was a little swollen, he didn't know each other, the first time he saw it, the other party was such a heavy killer.

"Amitabha!"

A white jade turtle appeared in the direction of the poisonous arrow, and with a ding, Jiang Xiaobai fell down in response, silently, as if he was dead.

The weak young man's hideous face was very stunned, he didn't expect that his ordinary arrow would actually kill a person from Falling Flower City, there was a faint excitement in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel secretly sorry for the more than 100 poisonous arrows he shot later.

Woohoo!

The dense sound of breaking wind rubbed the weeds more than a foot high, and passed violently, Jiang Xiaobai, who faked his death on the ground, only felt that his scalp was numb, his body trembled slightly, and he felt a threat that he had never felt before, and he thought incomprehensibly, in the face of death, I don't know how the master could be so calm.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiaobai's closed eyes clearly saw that streams of tiny crimson flew over him, and those crimson colors gave people an extremely dangerous feeling, and bursts of stinging pain came from those swimming crimson, and it became more and more painful.

Swish!

Jiang Xiaobai opened his eyes violently, and a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared in the dark night, making people feel cold.

The weak young man who wanted to mend the knife looked at this scene in astonishment, and the cold knife he raised hung in the air in a daze, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to cut it down.

Burst!

Some cold nights drowned out the muffled sound of iron arrows piercing into flesh and blood, and then, a fresh life dissipated in an instant, with horror in his eyes, unwilling!

"Amitabha!"

Jiang Xiaobai tried his best to suppress his trembling hand, let go of the iron arrow that pierced the weak young man, as if he had used all his strength, he put his outstretched hand together, and sat quietly in the grass, unable to hear the sound of the wind, nor the sound of the fighting that was still going on in the distance, and the whole world seemed to echo his heartbeat.

Mo Qingxue rushed at Jiang Xiaobai, the corners of her mouth hooked an arc, and a dark metal cylinder disappeared from her jade hand, and then, the cold light of the Dao Dao swayed wantonly, the blood fell into the air, and the wailing gradually fell silent, and only the sound of the wind blowing the trees could be heard.

In the mountains and forests, Mo Qingxue held the dazed-eyed Jiang Xiaobai in his hand, constantly shuttling, gradually disappearing, leaving a bloody mountain forest in the air.

Soon, a black crow spread its wings and flew up, with faint pupils, and took a deep look at the direction in which Mo Qingxue disappeared, turning into a line of black light, faintly with a thunderous momentum.

The clouds gathered in the sky made people feel more and more depressed, as if some behemoth wanted to break through the sky, fall violently, and crush the mountains and rivers.

"Quack!"

The crow circled over a city, hissing, as if to warn the people below of its arrival.

"Woo......"

A low horn echoed, and the black crow suddenly shot towards a high tower, rows of huge crossbow arrows, standing on the city wall, countless figures coming and going were busy, with uneasiness on their faces, and some people faintly excited.