Chapter 15: The pretty village girl's gaze is a little evil

The thousand-year-old god Jiao opened its bloody mouth and attacked the thousands of clouds. A pungent smell of fishy wind permeated the entire lake, making it dizzy and disgusting. Hai Qingyue, who was standing on the shore, couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of sewage. Among the four, he was the weakest, so he was the first to have a physical reaction. On the other hand, Shangguan Yanran was just frowning with two willow eyebrows, and a small crystal white hand covered Xiao Yao's nose, while Dongfang Danyu looked as usual, staring at the thousands of clouds in the lake like no one.

A slight sound of wind swept across the water, which was blown from the sleeves of the thousand clouds. The right hand stood like a knife, and the bright moon in the palm was crystal clear, and a cold air blew out from the moon in the palm of the palm.

Strange things happened, but a thin cold snap actually made the body of the thousand-year-old god Jiao, who was attacked by the power of thunder, stagnate. Those two fierce eyes shot from the flat triangular eyes to the thousands of clouds, looking extremely annoyed.

A moment later, the moon in the palm of Qianqunxiao suddenly shone brightly, and an incomparably powerful palm wind surged out, fiercely slashing the thousand-year-old divine Jiao a zhang away several times.

The surface of the lake made a deafening loud noise like the explosion of a thousand pounds of explosives, setting off a stormy wave. The body of the thousand-year-old god Jiao was shaken and flipped out of the water.

Among the three people on the shore, Hai Qingyue was shaken back by a fierce wind, and his body was shaky. Dongfang Danyu and Shangguan Yanran's skirts were raised by the wind, and "whoosh" and "whoosh" only sounded.

Shangguan Yanran approached Dongfang Danyu and said with a smile: "Senior sister, this kid has good kung fu, you have vision." ”

"Hugh is talking nonsense."

Dongfang Danyu glared at his junior sister, but his heart was sweet. She didn't know what was wrong with her, she once vowed to practice martial arts hard, find out her life experience, and always be by her master's side. She remembers growing up in a palatial palace deep in the mountains, where her mother and a dozen maids and more than twenty guards were there. She had never seen her father since she was a child, and every time she asked her mother, she only told her that when she grew up, she would tell her the truth. But one dark night when she was five years old, the palace was burned to the ground by a fire. was taken to Penglai Island by the fairy girl who went out to travel. She was originally a high-minded and arrogant woman, and most men were not in her eyes. Since she went to Penglai Island at the age of ten, she has practiced martial arts day and night, and vowed to accompany her teacher on Penglai Island for the rest of her life. But somehow, since five years ago, Qian Qunxiao, a disciple of the Sword Immortal Emperor Fu Tiannan, who had emotional entanglements with his teacher, came to Penglai Island to participate in his uncle's birthday, she was completely attracted by this majestic and personable young man. Since then, her heart has been clinging to him. This time, when she heard that he had left Yingzhou Island to find out his background in the Central Plains, she immediately begged her mentor to let her follow. Zixia Immortal Gu saw her beloved disciple's thoughts, but she was very uneasy about her first foray into the rivers and lakes, so she sent the four protectors of Penglai Island and Shangguan Yanran to follow. In addition to protecting the Oriental Niwa, they have another mission. On the night of the full moon in the first half of the month, Zixia Fairy Gu and Tianlong Zhenren watched the stars at night, and vaguely felt that there were heavenly stars landing on the world. Coupled with the fact that the disciples outside the island flew pigeons to pass on the book, the undercurrents of Nanyun, Beizhao, Xiqi, and Linyue were surging, and there seemed to be a mysterious force controlling everything in secret, and there was a faint feeling that the court and the rivers and lakes were about to come in a storm, so she sent Dongfang Danyu and others into the rivers and lakes to secretly investigate.

After a stormy wave on the surface of the lake, calm returned, and the corpse of the thousand-year-old god Jiao slowly floated towards the thousands of clouds, looking like it was shocked to death by the sharp palm wind just now.

"Be careful."

Dongfang Danyu couldn't help but remind her loudly, although she also found out that the thousand-year-old god Jiao was dead, she was still a little uneasy.

Qian Qunxiao smiled slightly, and was just about to reply, when suddenly he heard a loud "boom", and the body of the thousand-year-old god Jiao actually exploded into pieces, and a blood-red "Fire Dragon Ball" flew into the sky, blooming with dazzling brilliance. A moment later, it suddenly landed extremely fast, landing right in the palm of Qian Qunxiao's left hand.

Qian Qunxiao jumped ashore, took the fire dragon ball and looked left and right, but didn't see the reason. In fact, apart from the fiery red, I really didn't see anything else special. Dongfang Danyu, Shangguan Yanran and Hai Qingyue also came around, and several people discussed for a long time, but they didn't notice anything different about this "Fire Dragon Ball". A few people studied for a while but still had no clue, so Qian Qunxiao had no choice but to put the "Fire Dragon Ball" into his bag first. After all, this thing flew out of the body of the thousand-year-old god Jiao, and maybe it will have other effects in the future. The four of them discussed in a low voice for a while, and then went their separate ways. Dongfang Danyu and Shangguan Yanran went back to the four protectors of their peers to discuss how to cooperate with Qian Qunxiao's actions next, Hai Qingyue returned to the city, and Qian Qunxiao continued to return the same way. He and Lu Jianping encountered a corpse team in the woods, and then the two separated, and Lu Jianping went to chase the corpse team. Although he has not sent out the signal flare of Penglai Island now, there should be no danger for the time being, but Qian Qunxiao is still not at ease. Lu Jianping is the personal guard of his deceased father, who has followed his father for many years, and he must protect him no matter what. When the four of them were separated, Hai Qingyue and Shangguan Yanran were whispering on the side, but Dongfang Danyu and Qian Qunxiao were silent with each other, and they immediately separated as if they had been electrocuted after only a moment of eye contact, and thousands of words were silently passed in each other's eyes and hearts.

After this toss, it was noon. An hour later, Qian Qunxiao had returned to the position where he was separated from Lu Jianping. At present, Lu Jianping has not heard any news, so he can only follow the footprints left by the corpse chasing team to look forward. After rushing in the dense forest for more than half an hour, a mountain col appeared in front of him. As far as the eye can see, there are dozens of families in the col, and there are few figures walking back and forth.

Qianqunxiao quietly approached the mountain col, paying attention to the movements around him as he walked. There didn't seem to be anything unusual along the way, and Qian Qunxiao already felt a little hungry and thirsty in his belly, so he no longer hid his body and walked into a wine shop in the west of the village.

There is actually a liquor store in this place, which is supposed to be used to receive pedestrians passing by the mountain road. Although this wine shop looks simple, there are actually about 20 customers at the moment, and they are dressed as a team of horses walking in all directions. The shopkeeper is an old man and a young grandfather and a granddaughter, and there is only one man who is busy in the kitchen. So all of a sudden, so many guests came, but the grandfather and grandson were very busy.

Qian Qunxiao found a quiet place to sit down, so that he could stay away from the horse team and observe their movements secretly.

"What do you want, officer? The small shop has steamed buns, steamed buns, slim noodles and home-brewed rice wine. ”

The granddaughter with two long braids walked over quickly, looking at the cardamom years old who was seventeen or eighteen years old, and was born with bright eyes and bright teeth, beautiful and moving.

"Oh, just have a bowl of Yangchun noodles"

Qian Qunxiao said softly, but his eyes were still on the horse team. Suddenly, a dazzling sword light shot out from under a square table, and then disappeared after a moment. Sitting at the table was a man with a purple face and a long beard, who was looking towards Qian Qunxiao intentionally or unintentionally.

Qian Qunxiao pretended not to see it as if nothing happened, and his eyes returned to the pretty girl in purple.

"Guest, your face will be ready soon."

The girl in purple smiled at Qianqunxiao, her eyes suddenly became a little solemn, and her eyes seemed to be signaling to Qianqunxiao.

"What's going on?"

Qian Qunxiao's heart was suddenly shocked, and he clearly felt that the girl in purple seemed to have something to say. The look in her eyes seemed to be indescribable, and it felt a little weird.