Ning Caichen, played by Yang Shou, is not pedantic.

Yang Shou mentioned before that Xu Ke would synthesize the two roles of Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia.

Therefore, in Yang Shou's version of Ning Caichen, there is a heroic spirit.

Regardless of whether Nie Xiaoqian is the daughter of her mentor Nie Wenyuan, if she kills innocents, Ning Caichen will never turn a blind eye.

Therefore, Yang Shou followed the plot and unceremoniously made a sword.

It's just that the tree demon grandma, who has been lurking here for a long time, how could she let Yang Shou kill his most powerful subordinate?

Suddenly, not only the wind is blowing.

In the mountains and forests, between the lakes, and under the soil, a large number of thick, flexible, flesh-and-blood roots have gushed out.

"Sure enough, there are still demons doing evil!"

"I'm going to kill you today!" Yang Shou's long sword was like a rainbow, his body was like snow, and he rose into the air in an instant, and the sword in his hand swayed wantonly, and the surging sword qi slashed the roots of the tree one after another.

At this moment, the 'Tao Dao Dao' of Huang Zhan's soundtrack happened to sound.

The fierce rhythm, combined with the sharp fighting, completely pushed the first wave of Xiao Gao Chao to the top in the early stage.

A tree vine wrapped around Nie Xiaoqian in the chaos, wanting to take her away.

Yang Shou easily hit the silver hairpin that he had been carrying in his arms.

The silver hairpin sank into the vines and stabbed Nie Xiaoqian's chest.

Nie Xiaoqian let out a scream of pain.

Then, the surrounding mountains, grass, and lakes all seemed to be enraged.

Countless tree vines, rushing out from all angles that can be seen with the naked eye, want to drown Yang Shou.

No matter how sharp the sword in Yang Shou's hand was, it would be powerless under such a surging attack.

In a desperate situation, Yang Shou bit the tip of his tongue and sprinkled a mouthful of pure yang blood on the sword, the sword glowed red, and swayed the sword qi.

A sword broke through the cover of heavy trees and vines, and Yang Shou's sword quickly rushed out of the encirclement.

Although his steps were light, his breath became impetuous, and Yang Shou turned around... Sure enough, the dryad didn't chase after him.

Obviously, it's the protagonist's aura that comes into play.

At the time when the tree demon grandmother besieged and killed Yang Shou, the messenger who was arranged by the old demon of Montenegro to marry Nie Xiaoqian had already arrived at Lanruo Temple.

The tree demon grandma was just going to receive the messenger and heal Nie Xiaoqian's injuries at the same time, so she let Yang Shou go.

In the corner of the barren mountain, Yang Shou held the sword and adjusted his breath.

His eyes swept over the barren forests of Yin Mountain in the distance, and then he drew his long sword and resolutely returned.

"Fortunately, it's not a real body fight, otherwise where would I get a mouthful of pure yang blood to spurt out?" At this time, Yang Shou lamented the practice world and the discrimination against precocious teenagers.

In the depths of the forest, there are many ghost buildings.

In a wooden building, Nie Xiaoqian was soaking in the milky white soup pool, and the boiling pool water sometimes emitted a gurgling bubble sound.

The voice of the Dryad Grandma sounded from anywhere in the wooden building, overlapping, half yin and half yang.

"Xiaoqian, grandma has decided to marry you to the Black Mountain Master."

"In this pool of water, there is pure mana given to you by your grandmother, you can absorb it quickly, heal your injuries, and get married in seven days."

Nie Xiaoqian, who was immersed in the pool water, was pale with a pale face, only her lips were like blood.

Under the pool, her right hand clenched the silver hairpin that had stabbed her, as if she was remembering something.

On the other side, Yang Shou had already looked for him.

After holding their breath, those little ghosts and little demons patrolling the periphery did not notice Yang Shou's infiltration.

In the wooden building, Nie Xiaoqian looked at the wound on her chest that had been completely closed, and then looked at the silver hairpin.

Suddenly, he saw a man standing beside the pool, and he looked at himself like this, and immediately shrank down in fright, only his head and neck were above the water.

"Is that you?"

"You're here to kill me?" Nie Xiaoqian asked Yang Shou.

There was inexplicable anticipation and hatred in her eyes.

"Give me back the hairpin!" Yang Shou said.

"Why? Is it important to you? Nie Xiaoqian asked as if she was angry.

Yang Shou said: "It... It was given to me by a very important person. ”

Nie Xiaoqian said: "How important? Is it more important than your life? You even dare to come back secretly. ”

Yang Shou's eyes were clear, and he never looked at the shadow floating underwater.

He was also worried about going into play.

"Not bad! It was more important than my life. Yang Shou said.

Nie Xiaoqian seemed to be enraged, threw the hairpin in her hand and let it fall into the depths of the pool.

"If you want, you can go down and catch it yourself!"

When Yang Shou heard this, his eyes swept over Nie Xiaoqian slightly, and he said, "That's rude!" ”

Then he actually jumped into the pool.

The water in the pond may be very turbid because of the addition of a lot of drugs that are useful for the ghosts' bodies.

Yang Shou stretched out his hand to touch the bottom of the pool, and accidentally caught a delicate and fragrant place.

Hurriedly withdrew his hand, was about to jump up from the bottom of the pool, and hurriedly apologized.

But suddenly saw a pair of soft arms, dragged him deadly, and pressed him to the bottom of the pool.

At this time, Yang Shou, in an awkward, weird and fragrant posture, was half-leaning on Nie Xiaoqian's arms.

The cold but silky touch made his heart flutter violently, and he forgot to struggle and resist for a while.

"Is this the beauty of illusions?"

"I finally know!"

"God is pitiful, when I was filming, in order to capture my underwater expression, it seemed that I fell into Wang Zuxian's arms, but in fact I was lying in the arms of the camera brother..." Yang Shou remembered the details of the original shooting, but at this moment, he felt that all those sacrifices were worth it.

"Sister! This is the wedding dress sent by grandma, you try it, if there is anything that is not close, sister, I will arrange to modify it. A more seductive voice sounded outside the pool.

It's the female ghost Xiaoqing who came.

A vicious female partner with a wave-hearted heart.

Who played the role in the original version, Yang Shou naturally doesn't remember.

But when it comes to magnificence, how many people can compare to Ye Zilin?

Ye Zimei, who is eighty-five years old, is still acting in TV series, although she has not yet reached the peak of her royal sister's temperament, but her body development is extremely sufficient.

Yang Shou just mentioned it, and Xiang Shisan found it without much effort and played the role of Xiaoqing.

"Good! I'll try it later, you go out first! Nie Xiaoqian's voice said coldly.

Xiaoqing did not follow her words, but sat on the edge of the pool, caressing the water with her fingertips.

"Grandma is really good to my sister, this pool not only has grandma's skills, but also a lot of yin elixirs, my sister is injured, this pool is finished, and the cultivation should be increased for more than ten years."

Nie Xiaoqian didn't say a word, just stared at Xiaoqing.

It's just from the neck down, but I don't know if it's been soaked for a long time, and it's starting to turn pink.

"I heard that the old man of Montenegro is cruel and ferocious, you are his thirty-seventh wife, and his first thirty-six rooms are all gone."

"Since my sister is going to be scattered sooner or later, then this pool of spiritual water is not as cheap as my sister." After that, Xiaoqing unbuttoned her dress and soaked in by herself.

It's not that small.

But how can there be room for three people?

'As a last resort', Yang Shou posted Nie Xiaoqian's post closer.

But there are still some parts that inevitably come into contact with Xiaoqing.

"My sister's legs are so good that they are stout and heroic... I really didn't expect it, sister! Xiaoqing groped Yang Shou's thighs, sensing traces of clothes, but said so.