Help? How can I help?

Chen Xiaoyu's beautiful sister's request has always been refused.

I remember that the lesbian table in high school was also very beautiful, and I always liked to ask him to help watch the wind for her and her partner. Every time, Chen Xiaoyu agreed very simply, standing alone at the top of the staircase of the school, staring at the teachers or classmates coming and going with bright eyes, and sometimes even scared some girls to cry!

Just like now, the young man's eyes were staring intently, looking at the white fragrant shoulders and slender white legs, and the saliva couldn't stop flowing out.

"Sister, you say it's it!" Chen Xiaoyu wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, stabbed and then stood up and patted his chest.

Yao Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and smiled, it was the first time she had seen such an interesting little boy. The woman stretched out her crisp arm, her slender fingers were gently hooked, and she smiled: "Little brother, come and sit next to my sister, I have to whisper something to you." ”

The bewitching figure was revealed in front of the young man's eyes, and Chen Xiaoyu was standing, but he always felt that his legs were weak and he couldn't take a step.

Zhou Xiaochen, who was standing aside, was so anxious that he covered his face, the helplessness could not be described.

"Shy? Alas, look at the sky outside, there is not much time left for us. ”

After waiting for a while, Yao Xiaoxiao's tone was a little indifferent, and she sighed softly: "Brother Xiaoyu looks outside, the sunset is about to set, if we can't open the altar before the sunset ends, the evil Jiao may not be able to swallow the mortals with thin spiritual energy tonight to replenish the essence and blood, and it will go downstream along the Ping'an City River, and then if you want to catch the evil Jiao, I am afraid that many innocent people will have to die." ”

At the mention of death, Chen Xiaoyu was stunned in his heart.

Although the life and death of others have nothing to do with themselves, I don't know why, every time Yao Xiaoxiao says a word, those words seem to have been compiled into a sound movie, and the miserable picture stimulates the young man's heart, word by word, blood dripping.

The pain in her heart prompted Chen Xiaoyu to walk towards Yao Xiaoxiao and sit beside her.

"It turns out that the little fishing brother still has the heart of all sentient beings!" Yao Xiaoxiao gently raised her hand on the young man's shoulders and pursed her lips and smiled.

It turned out that the picture that Chen Xiaoyu saw just now was just the secret method of the spirit priest, and Yao Xiaoxiao knew a lot about men, especially this kind of young man who was ignorant of the world.

The young man is a fledgling, his wings are not yet full, and his understanding of the mountains and rivers is always in the worship of those unreachable immortals, just like the fledgling always feels that the eagle is really strong when he looks at the sky!

Therefore, although the young man is young, he also knows the vicissitudes of righteousness, and what he wants in his heart is nothing more than justice.

What is justice?

In the world of fantasy cultivating immortals, saving people and saving the world is justice.

Chen Xiaoyu can't escape that justice, even if he has always been a greedy person who is afraid of death.

Looking at the silent young man beside her, Yao Xiaoxiao slowly approached, and the fragrance of various flowers on her body was so strong that it made people feel a little pungent.

Chen Xiaoyu frowned and exhaled softly.

He wasn't used to this kind of fragrance, this kind of fragrance was completely different from Duan Li'er, Murong Ruoxi, and Shangguan Wei.

With a slight pant in her ear, Yao Xiaoxiao stroked the wisp of green silk on her chest and said slowly: "My sister wants Brother Xiaoyu to pretend to be an offering to the evil Jiao to lure it out. Ah yes, I don't think my brother should be afraid of death if he's so brave, right? ”

"I'm afraid of death." Chen Xiaoyu said without hesitation.

The young man heard it clearly, what he said before was a pretense to be a sacrifice, and the last sentence was true if he was afraid of death and not afraid of death.

After all, pretending to be a sacrifice to lure that is the temptation, and it is called pretending if it is fine, and if something happens, it is a real sacrifice, but at that time, the sacrifice will also be the hero of Qingxi Town and even the entire Ping'an City! A hero who sacrificed his life for righteousness.

The unexpected fear of death made Yao Xiaoxiao not know how to continue for a while, she only stared at the young man, her eyes were clear as water, as gentle as a spring breeze.

Chen Xiaoyu stared at these eyes, the tide in his heart surged, and he swallowed his saliva and said: "I'm afraid of death, so I won't die easily, I promised to be a sacrifice, but my little brother is ...... this week."

Yao Xiaoxiao and Chen Xiaoyu looked at Zhou Xiaochen together, and at this moment, the young man in white seemed a little redundant.

……

There was still a little left of the sunset, and in the faint light, which was so rare that it was almost invisible, there was an altar built high along the river, on which the boy was bound by ropes, and the corresponding runes were pasted on the ropes everywhere, and the rune imprints absorbed the last natural aura through the faint sunset, until the last light disappeared and night fell.

The night was long, and the cold wind hit.

"Senior, you must protect me later."

Chen Xiaoyu, who was holding his hands in front of his chest, opened his eyes that had been closed for a while, trembling slightly.

Although it was a living sacrifice, he saw the peace river in front of him from this position. A very wide river, there are also a few flickering lights on the opposite bank, the willow trees and sycamores on both sides are strong and straight, but some of them are too strange shapes, swaying with the wind, and the more you look at them in the dark night, the more you look at them.

"Don't worry, the river demon will only come out when he gets the third watch, this girl is also naughty, tying you to the altar so early, probably to see how you can resist the cold at night without aura."

The Heavenly Fox Bead was still hidden in Chen Xiaoyu's hair, but this time he had reined in all his aura, and the ordinary one was like a glass ball.

After all, on the altar, it is the heaven and earth of the spirit priest, and these runes and aura imprints are like a magic array, and no matter what power there is, they will be recorded by the rune imprints, leaving an endless residual breath.

The cautious Immortal Fox knew that if he accidentally exposed his existence to the Soul Priest, it would cause unnecessary trouble, but once the Soul Priest Alliance in Shencang knew that the Heavenly Fox Bead had left Xuanming Palace, he would naturally not let go of the opportunity to send someone to Qinghe Prefecture to search. I'm afraid that by that time, this Qinghe Prefecture, which is only a True Qi Realm cultivator, will be difficult for everyone to be spared.

"Boy, hold on, it's really time for the third watch Tianhe Demon to appear, as long as you are in danger, this fairy fox will not turn a deaf ear." After thinking for a moment, Tianhu Zhu said this last sentence and fell silent again.

Chen Xiaoyu, who got the response, first scolded a few words about the woman named Yao Xiaoxiao, and then lowered his head to look at the strange runes tied up and down his body, so bored that he counted them one by one.

"One, two, three......"

Just when Chen Xiaoyu was engrossed in the number of runes attached to the various acupuncture points on his body, the calm river in front of the altar began to boil, one, two, three...... More and more blisters!