Wang Xilou has been going south and north for many years.

The rivers and lakes are not a stagnant water, and the fighting in them is a bloody storm every time.

What are rivers and lakes?

The rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes of the practitioners.

The connection between each person is either kindness or hatred.

Life-related feuds.

The door of Wang Xilou was slammed open, and there was a clang.

The moonlight shone on the young man in the courtyard, and his green ghost mask was especially hideous in the dark, reflecting the white moon pass.

On the ground, there were already four or five people lying on the ground, and one was dragged in the air by his collar.

The emaciated woman didn't have time to put on her shoes, and ran out when she felt the movement, worried about the person's life, but she saw such a scene.

Why should she worry about a stranger who has only known her for half a month.

Why does she think that a person who is interested in approaching her will be a person with a simple identity?

He's also a cultivator!

Moreover, he is a very strong practitioner.

"You...... Who the hell is it? ”

Her eyes and voice were colder than moonlight.

Feng Wuli threw the person in his hand casually and scratched his head: "A passerby who was rescued by you." ”

"Take your mask off!"

“…… Can't do it. ”

"Then I'll take it off for you."

The wind blew during the night, and the yard was dusty.

The cold-faced woman in front of the door shattered into splashes of ink in the moonlight, scattered in the air and then gathered again, and a large shadow swept across half of the courtyard.

In mid-air, a woman's arm made of shadows stretched out from the shadows, with the palm of the arm spread out and the fingers slender, grabbing at the face of the masked man in the courtyard.

But at this moment, the man also turned into a shadow like splashing ink, and the standing figure spread out in the air.

The shadow of Wang Xilou passed through him, and he appeared in front of the door of the room where Wang Xilou came out.

"I don't want to fight you."

"Why do you have my spirit entanglement?"

“……”

"Who the hell are you?"

“……”

"What is your purpose in approaching me?"

Wang Xilou laughed angrily, she suddenly felt so sad, sad with grievances, she didn't even know what to be sad about.

Deception, betrayal, the two things she hated the most.

"I approached you because you helped me, and I want to help you too."

"Do you want to continue to tell such lies?"

"It's not those buns, it's something else, it's a great kindness."

"Why lie!"

She gritted her teeth: "What you said, I don't remember it happening at all." ”

That's because that's going to happen five hundred years later.

A chill wafted through the air, and the chill condensed into ice.

Feng Unreasonably was a little nervous.

Today's Wang Xilou is indeed still some distance from the peak, but this is the first time that Feng Wuli has encountered such an angry Wang Xilou.

He didn't want to make Wang Xilou sad.

But he also had a reason to hide, he had a hunch that if it affected the changes he couldn't afford, five hundred years would crush him in an instant.

"If I say it, I'll die in an instant."

Wang Xilou said unreasonably to the wind: "Then you should die." ”

There was also a trace of cold air around him, floating around him like a gauze mist, competing with the cold air around Wang Xilou.

Ice against ice.

It's my own spirit again!

No wonder you can't feel the aura of the cultivator on the other party's body, because the smell on the other party's body is actually the same as your own!

Who the hell is he?

A strong wind suddenly blew on the side of the Xiangjiang River, and the woods outside the city were cloudy and windy.

There were cultivators in the city who felt the monstrous aura, and one side was like an abyss, with boundless malice and evil thoughts.

On the other hand, it is a majestic and majestic blue sea, like a blue sea where water and sky reflect each other, and when he noticed that spiritual power, he also sank into the depths of the seabed.

But those two terrifying spiritual powers, but the feeling is the same!

For the first time, Feng Wuli saw Wang Xilou urging a body of spiritual power, and it would be so terrifying.

Come to think of it, she is a zombie, she has a monstrous grudge before she dies, and she has practiced for more than 300 years after her death.

How could it be a gentle woman lying on the computer desk playing games stupidly.

She should be like this, strong, beautiful, full of resentment, and all beings fall under the hem of her skirt.

The wind made an unreasonable mistake, and a huge ice lock rolled in.

Each lock ring is the size of a carriage.

The pupils under his mask saw an infinitely dilated ice lock, and his own Shadow Devouring Spirit Entanglement was also locked by Wang Xilou.

Although the amount of spiritual power crushed Wang Xilou, he was still hung and beaten by the other party.

It's not a shame to be beaten by the master, it's just a matter of paying attention in the next life.

He looked at the man whose anger was about to consume reason, and he was a little worried.

It's no wonder that after finding her, she always looked peaceful, probably suppressing the evil thoughts of being a zombie.

"Let's smile more in the future, I always keep a straight face."

The man under the mask said.

The huge chain of ice shattered and turned into a sky of ice crystals, which drifted into the city with the hurricane.

He scratched his head again, "Don't fight?" ”

The sun rises in the east, and the golden morning sun dispels the darkness like a rising tide.

Wang Xilou looked at him with a cold face, turned around and left here barefoot.

"Is there anything to eat at home, Wang Xilou, I'm hungry."

In Wang Xilou, he is the best at inching.

The little zombie ears are very soft.

"Do you know how to make soup cakes now?"

He chased after him and asked.

The emaciated little zombie ran out of the shadows of the woods in the sunlight and chased after her, the ice crystals in the sky refracting golden light.

"Do you know how to make soup cakes?"

That's how he repaid the favor?

Wang Xilou was indeed angry, this time he was very angry, no matter how Feng Wuunreason talked to her, he refused to deal with himself.

The wind is unreasonable and begins to grind hard bubbles, coaxing the little zombie is very coaxing, like a cat, to follow her hair.

It's just that it seems that the favorability of the past half a month has indeed been frozen all of a sudden.

He sighed helplessly.

It was another morning, and the door in the courtyard was pushed open, and the woman with a cold face walked out of the door.

She frowned, for the man didn't know what he was doing, but when she saw the scene in the courtyard, she lost her mind because of the scene in front of her.

The empty yard was filled with flowers and plants for some reason, only more than half a month after the spring equinox, the flowers and plants were stained with dew, and she looked at the purple and red yard for a long time, walked over in a daze, squatted down, and pointed to the dew on the leaves.

The man outside the courtyard walked back, and he didn't know where he got Yueji, "You're awake, you look good, right?" I ran all over the city, and when I saw something beautiful, I picked it up. ”

Wang Xilou stood up with a cold face: "What are you doing here?" ”

"Didn't you say you were going to open a flower shop?" Feng Wuli went over and found a vacant land, planning to plant the moon season in his hand.

The moon season bloomed in April, and now it blooms vigorously, and the wind has unreasonably pinched all the flowers, leaving only branches and leaves.

In the future, he will also take care of the flowers in this yard.

Wang Xilou looked at the masked man, covered in water and soil, still busy working there, and his heart softened again.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

With that, she turned to the kitchen to see what she was going to do earlier today.