The dawn broke in the east, and the beams of dawn fell on the earth.

White sadness and unwarranted panic permeated the town of Wutong, but there was a faint hint of hope in the sadness and despair.

Looking forward to the arrival of the gods.

Wen Luoyan and Yun Qingge discussed their views on the river demon together, and Feng Qi and Ning An were left out.

Ning An was not convinced.

You can't write the three words of contempt on your face so clearly!

What Ning An didn't expect was that Yao Shuang found her.

"Miss Ning, I can take a look at you... Sword Dance? Yao Shuang's voice was gentle with endless ease, and her eyes were clear and confused.

Ning An'an's head trembled when he saw it.

Beauty.

It's really beautiful.

It's the kind of beauty that is otherworldly.

"When... Of course. After Ning An came back to his senses, he opened his mouth to respond.

When I followed Yao Shuang to the bamboo forest, I finally couldn't help but comfort: "Mrs. Yao, there is no grass at the end of the world, why hang yourself on a tree?" ”

How can such a stunningly glamorous, wanton and free beauty be trapped in the back house?

Playing annoying house fights with vulgar people?

Nowadays, in this world, they probably like the drama of reuniting and chasing their wives in the crematorium.

But... But...

How to reunite the broken mirror?

Cremated to ashes, how can you forgive those who have been hurt.

Snubbing, questioning, framing, suspicion......

Ning An felt that she had only been in this general's mansion for a few days, and she had already been dazzled by those clichéd dramas, what about before they arrived?

She is a bystander, she is always on the way to eat melons, but the party... What a dire situation.

The fox's tail shook and inadvertently rubbed the back of Ning An's hand.

Pei Yi doesn't understand it very well, but when Ning An watched the excitement, he was still very involved.

Yao Shuang smiled slightly: "It's worth it." ”

Ning An: ??

Boy!

Sure enough, it's the script of the abusive heroine, and it's all in this situation now, how can it be worth it?

But at the end of the conversation, since Yao Shuang had already answered like this, Ning An couldn't say anything.

In the bamboo forest, still in that empty clearing, Ning An took the peachwood sword in Yao Shuang's hand.

Recite the sword trick silently in your heart.

Wind and Frost Trick -

The first sword - out of the wind and clouds, flowers and leaves fall!

The girl's figure is like a flower in the fog, like a dream.

The shadow of the sword flashed, and the bamboo leaves fell one after another.

The girl's green clothes fluttered, and there seemed to be a little ghost light on the peachwood sword, which crossed the air, like falling stars.

At this time, Ning An felt that his comprehension of this sword technique was gradually getting better.

It seems that the system's sword cultivation talent is not an ornament.

"Little junior sister! Little sister! Feng Qi's voice was extremely penetrating.

The whirring wind that pierced through Ning An's ears shot into Ning An's mind accurately.

So in the next step, Ning An felt that the foothold was wrong, and hurriedly turned over and stabilized his body after two turns.

Ning An, who just felt that he had comprehended the true meaning, wanted to strangle Feng Qi who rushed over.

"Little junior sister, at the door... ...... at the door, the culprit Feng Qifeng rushed over, grabbed Ning An's shoulder, and didn't organize his words for a long time.

Ning An: "Say it slowly. ”

Kiss! This is a cultivator!

Run a few steps so that you don't lose your breath and can't utter a complete sentence.

Lose face!

Isn't there a physical test in the cultivation realm?

Feng Qi: ......

The little junior sister's gaze is so weird.

He just doesn't know how to organize words.

After a while, Feng Qi finally spoke: "Eat melons at the door!" ”

Sometimes, only when you use it will you realize how poor your vocabulary is.

Feng Qi: I'm sorry, Chinese teacher!

His native language is speechless!

Ning'an: ......

Good! That's nice!

What a vivid and expressive melon eater.

Ning An subconsciously looked at Yao Shuang, and saw the woman in blue frowning fiercely.

"Let's go?" Ning An tentatively.

Yao Shuang nodded.

So the three of them rushed towards the door of the General's Mansion in a hurry.

The entrance to the General's Palace... It's spectacular.

Countless townspeople in Wutong Town knelt in front of the door of the General's Mansion, and the leader was already gray.

"Please send the bride to the bridal part!" The old man shouted and slammed his head on the ground.

Behind him, there was a group of old and young people who knelt together, and they all kowtowed with the old man.

"Please send the bride to the bridal part!"

"Please send the bride to the bridal part!"

One after another, the heavens shattered.

Ning An was shocked by such a scene for a while.

"What's that?" Ning An stood behind Murong An and poked Feng Qi.

Feng Qi: "The villagers want to send a bride to the river god." ”

Ning An: "How do you let Murong An send it?!" ”

Outrageous, isn't it?

Feng Qi: ......

Didn't he just eat melon?

Joke? How could he go to Ning An after eating half of it.

"Miss Gao, she is the bride chosen."

Yao Shuang on the side gave the answer.

Ning An and Feng Qi glanced at each other.

It turned out to be the reason.

Murong An looked at the group of kneeling people with a pale face.

At one time, he was definitely not going to waver about it.

But now... After yesterday...

Murong An only felt that he couldn't make a choice.

Just when Murong An was in a dilemma, several people suddenly ran from the lake, and they all screamed in horror.

"Ashore!"

"The river demon has landed!"

In the midst of the frightened shouts, a man was cut off by the waist.

Blood splattered, sprinkling a string of bright red in the air.

"Ahh

The townsfolk who were kneeling on the ground scattered in all directions, scattering and running wildly.

"Help! The river god spares his life! ”

"Ahh

Screams and begs for mercy dispersed.

After everyone scattered and fled, the figure that exuded black qi appeared in front of Ning An.

Black.

It's personal.

He was wearing white clothes, but his whole body was entangled in black mist, and his face was even blacker, and he couldn't even see his facial features clearly.

He held a long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword was pitch black.

Ning An clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, his eyes moving slightly.

Is this what the so-called river demon is?

When Ning An was distracted, Murong An had already rushed forward with his sword.

Before he could get closer, he saw the river demon wave his hand.

"Bang!"

Murong An was swept away by the air wave and hit the wall to the side.

Two Taoist priests also rushed over at this time and offered yellow talismans.

It's just that the spell floated in mid-air and was already extinguished by a black shadow before it was burned out.

The black shadow attacked the two Taoist priests with a strong aura.

The old Taoist priest was startled, and hurriedly blocked in front of the little Taoist priest, and drew a circle in the air with dust.

At this moment, several more runes of different colors flew into the air, colliding with the black shadow.

"Bang!"

The rune paper and the black shadow dissipate at the same time.

The old Taoist priest looked at Feng Qi on the side with wide eyes.

When Ning An rushed out with his sword, he didn't forget to nod towards Feng Qi.

These two senior brothers, did they finally remember that they were also Fu Xiu?

Ning An clenched the frost, his steps were illusory and ethereal, and he slashed towards the river demon with a sword.

Feng Qi was not idle, and his hands quickly sealed on his chest.

The magic circle fell at Ning An's feet, and the yellow light lit up.

In an instant, the sword that Ning An swung out had the edge of Yuan Ying.