With a distance of more than two hundred zhang left, Bi Yu didn't dare to continue sinking, the pressure he was under at the moment was too great, he was sweating coldly, and his heart was tense.

Even at this moment, Bi Yu was no longer sure what the strength of the woman below was, and the other party just had a trace of killing intent in his eyes, which made him unbearable, making him feel a little frightened.

His limbs were frozen and he couldn't move, and Bi Yu felt that the gaze from the woman below was like a sharp steel knife, scraping his skin and stabbing into his body fiercely, as if he had seen through him completely.

That trace of killing intent, like the sharpest red lightning, pierced his pupils, pierced his mind, made his heart tremble, and constantly produced the idea of fear and retreat.

Wow!

The chaotic water flow was agitated, and countless water splashes were swollen with the water bubbles, like thunderclouds gathering, lightning and thunder produced after collision and friction.

"Yang Guang asked you to come?"

At this moment when the water was agitated, there was a voice that sounded strangely in Bi Yu's mind.

This voice is obviously very good, it is a very pleasant female voice, but to Bi Yu, this sound is like the creepy golden iron whisper when the sword is rubbed, it seems to be a low tiger roar, which is breathtaking.

In an instant, the killing intent that made people chill all over his body disappeared, and Bi Yu suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his mind was dizzy for a while, and his mind was a little sluggish.

"Definitely the killing intent that has reached the consummation realm, absolutely"

The corners of Bi Yu's mouth were bleeding, but he was excited, and he was extremely jealous and even afraid.

When his eyes looked at the woman below who was bound by water chains, his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of awe, and he didn't dare to slack off at all, meeting the other party's gaze. Unfolded the scroll in his hand and said respectfully.

"The younger generation was instructed by the hall master Yang Guangren, and came here to meet the seniors, because there is something to ask for.

The hall owner instructed the younger generations to be sure to hand over this painting to the seniors after coming here. As for what the younger generation wants, if the senior has the heart to fulfill it, the younger generation will be grateful. ”

After that, Bi Yu's respectful hands held up the big white tiger painting, this painting hung and unfolded, and a big tiger with white forehead and blue eyes jumped on the paper, and the faint green pupils that were incomparably similar to the woman below exuded awe-inspiring killing intent, as if they were about to come to life. I want to choose people and devour.

"Green Shadow"

Below, the blue-eyed woman raised her head, her white neck exuding a lustre, and her long golden hair floated in the water.

Her gaze fell on the scroll, her sharp eyes softened, and her voice really began to look beautiful.

"Qing Ming?" Bi Yu's heart moved slightly, and he was suddenly a little surprised. Looking at the mysterious and powerful woman's reaction below, it seems that the white tiger in this painting is not her.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong? This woman is not a big demon turned into a human form, but a real white tiger in human paintings, not this woman?"

"Yang Guang's negative man, shameless and ridiculous, so many years have passed, Qing Ming has not been recovered, but now he still wants to ask for some love with this painting. Don't you feel shameless?"

Just when Bi Yu was in shock, the voice of the woman below came again, but this time, the woman's voice returned to the original state, and it was very threatening to fall into people's ears.

The words came to an end. The pair of terrifying vertical pupils were even more violently locked on to Bi Yu, it was really gloomy, staring at him, and there was a resurgence of killing intent when he saw it, this woman was obviously enraged this time.

Bi Yu's heart jumped, and he secretly complained to himself, and cautiously quickly retreated, blocking the big white tiger painting in front of him.

This instantaneous reaction can not be described as unpleasant, Xu is the white tiger named Qing Ming in the big painting of the white tiger is indeed loved by this woman, Bi Yu hung the painting in front of him as a shield, and the woman's murderous intent Fang Qi's gaze couldn't help but stagnate.

It was at this moment when the woman's gaze froze, Bi Yu's brain turned sharply, dozens of thoughts flew around, and finally blurted out a sentence, "Don't be angry, when the hall master asked the juniors to hand over this painting to the seniors, he had already expected this reaction from the seniors, and specially told the juniors to appease the seniors' emotions."

The younger generation still remembers that when the hall master handed over this painting, he had a look of emotion, and mentioned in his words that he had been looking for a person named Qing Ming, but unfortunately it was never fruitful."

When these words came out, Bi Yu's heart was beating wildly, but he forcibly pressed it without revealing the slightest horse's feet.

This woman is so strong, God knows if it will be through the disturbance of his heartbeat rate to guess the true extent of his words.

With his state of mind, facing this terrible person who didn't know what level of strength he had reached, he couldn't help but feel cold and jealous.

In his feelings, even in the face of the former Yin Emperor, it has never brought him such terrible pressure, and even made him fearful, which is enough to show that this woman is far more powerful than he imagined.

At the end of the words, Bi Yu saw that the woman's expression below seemed to soften a little, and even her eyes gradually seemed to show a little reminiscence, so he couldn't help but be slightly happy, and hurriedly added fuel and vinegar and said: "The junior once asked a little more, who is that Qing Ming, but the hall master looked depressed and regretful at the time, and refused to say more, so it was not good for the younger generation to ask more."

It is estimated that the hall master also desperately wants to get back that green underworld, although he doesn't say this, but the younger generation can also feel it."

Move with affection, know with reason.

Bi Yu's reckless words came out, and in the end, the woman below finally didn't show any unkind eyes, and those blue eyes looked at Bi Yu's position fixedly for a long time.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and fell silent.

The eyes of the blond-haired and blue-eyed woman did not know whether she was looking at Bi Yu or the white tiger in the painting, her eyes were sometimes blurred, sometimes sharp, and sometimes gloomy.

In this process, Bi Yu always stood respectfully, and his mood did not dare to have any fluctuations, and tried his best to make a clear conscience, a down-to-earth posture, and a look of waiting for the drop.

He didn't know much, what Yang Guang had been looking for Qing Ming's whereabouts was naturally a fictitious thing, it was purely his temporary adaptation, combined with the previous remarks of this mysterious woman, his own bold and fictitious expediency.

It is precisely because he doesn't know much that Bi Yu doesn't dare to say too much exaggerated, he still knows that if he says too much, he still knows, he doesn't even know whether the Qing Ming is a man or a woman, and only by stopping at the point can he leave a room for himself.

After a long time, Fang Wen let out a soft sigh.

Bi Yu tried his best to suppress his nervous emotions, and suddenly felt the scroll in his hand suddenly move, and naturally came out of his hand and slowly landed and floated downward.

At this moment, the white tiger in the painting, rippling with the water waves, as if galloping, as if leaping, vividly, as if it really has life.

Bi Yu saw that the woman's gaze also became extremely soft, staring intently at the scroll, staring at the scroll falling in front of her.

Unfortunately, her hands were tied, and she couldn't touch the white tiger in the painting, which she had been looking at gently.

(To be continued.) )