"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." Zi Yunchen smiled, picked up the hairpin from her palm, took off the wooden hairpin she used to bind her hair, and replaced it with the hairpin of the heart of the divine tree.

The last time he was in the Flower City, when he personally put on the delicate phoenix tail for her, he knew that the color of the flame was the most suitable for her.

Sure enough.

The natural cocked phoenix tail is gorgeous, and the light of the flame falls on her face, adding a bit of warmth to her coldness.

He stared at her with burning eyes, his face slowly drawing closer......

"What do you want to do?" Luo Qingyin pushed his face away.

Zi Yunchen sighed in annoyance, and the attempt to steal relatives failed!

Pretending not to care, he stretched out his hand, "Jiupin monkey wine, bring it." ”

Luo Qingyin glanced at him, she just wanted to joke with him, but he took out something so valuable as Fengqimu, but it seemed that she was stingy, and she was about to apologize, when she saw that he wanted to steal a kiss, she suddenly lost any guilt, took out the gourd from the ring, and stuffed it into his hand unhappily, "That's all, it's all for you." ”

After taking the gourd, Zi Yunchen did not immediately open the wooden stopper, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and he sniffed the wooden cork gently, and after making sure that it was correct, he pulled out a crack in the wooden cork, and immediately a misty glow overflowed at the mouth of the gourd.

Zi Yunchen was suddenly awe-struck.

If there is a glow, it must be extraordinary!

At the mouth of the gourd, a drop of clear amber liquor dripped out and was suspended in Zi Yunchen's palm.

That drop of wine, mellow and fragrant.

Looking at the amber liquor, Zi Yunchen's pupils shrank, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, the Xuan Qi condensed into a thin needle, stretched into the liquid, and stirred gently.

With the agitation of the Xuan Qi Needle, Zi Yunchen's face gradually became serious.

Color, aroma, taste, grade, purity...... It is exactly what Hu Lao said.

She was able to find Jiupin Monkey Wine!

As for the vintage, he couldn't tell it.

Because, its vintage has exceeded the twenty years that Hu Lao said!

After a while, he withdrew the liquor into the gourd and looked at Luo Qingyin, who was gone!

On another tree, Luo Qingyin smiled and beckoned to him, with two red glows on her face, which was very moving.

A touch of loss appeared in Zi Yunchen's eyes, in her eyes, was he so terrifying?

"How did you run that far?"

Luo Qingyin waved his hand innocently, "I can't smell the Jiupin monkey wine, and if I smell it, I will get drunk, look at my face." ”

Zi Yunchen turned his loss into pleasure and said with a smile: "This king still wants to take a sip." He pulled the cork and poured out three drops, which he took with the tip of his tongue and took it into his mouth.

"Don't!"

But it's too late.

With a bang, Zi Yunchen fell from the tree.

A pretty standard upside-down onion pose.

Luo Qingyin was about to pick up the wine with one hand and Zi Yunchen with the other, and he was very embarrassed for a while.

If the wine falls, she will lose all her efforts; If Zi Yunchen had blown her skull, no one would have taken her to find the 10,000-year-old snow ginseng.

Who's better to pick up?

When he was in a hurry, the ink monkey jumped up and held the gourd with a pair of paws, and not a drop of the wine in the gourd leaked.

Luo Qingyin caught Zi Yunchen with confidence.

"Stupid man, squeak." The ink monkey turned to Zi Yunchen's head and pulled his hair hard.

Luo Qingyin didn't have time to pay attention to it, and slowly put Ziyunchen on the ground.

His cheeks were filled with a drunken red tide, white clothes, purple belts, and red tides, fused with his innate evil spirit, and matched with a beautiful face, which made people stunning.

I just don't know how long it will take for him to wake up......

Luo Qingyin exhaled faintly, Han Yan may not be dead yet, Han Lu is still waiting for an opportunity to move, Zi Yunchen fell, her problem is big.

At this moment, there is no tree hole for her to hide.

I'm afraid that tonight, they will also spend the night in this mountain forest.

"Squeak!" The ink monkey suddenly screamed.

Luo Qingyin turned his head suddenly, but it was the cold dew that went and returned.

Hanlu was light-hearted, wanting to sneak attack Luo Qingyin from behind, but he didn't expect to be seen through by a monkey, his face suddenly turned cold, his eyes were as poisonous as a five-step snake, and a soft sword in his hand moved with the wind, like a poisonous snake's letter.

"Good you slut, you dare to attack His Royal Highness King Rui!"

Not allowing Luo Qingyin to have a chance to argue, she immediately buckled down a hat that murdered Zi Yunchen, and the soft sword in her hand straightened in an instant, stabbing Luo Qingyin's heart.

Zi Yunchen fell to the ground, life and death uncertain.

If she kills Luo Qingyin, then let the young palace master come over and wake up Zi Yunchen.

At that time, the young palace master can naturally become Zi Yunchen's life-saving benefactor.

Hanlu's abacus played very loudly, and he also had a hand in swordsmanship, and the action of stabbing was not muddy at all, and he was extremely skillful.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Luo Qingyin's hand shook, and the moire bamboo umbrella brushed out a green light, blocking the soft sword.

"You even dare to steal the cloud-patterned bamboo umbrella of His Royal Highness King Rui?" Han Lu's face was so angry that it was distorted, and she fiercely used her most proud fluctuating sword, nine stabs in a row, and the move was directly aimed at Luo Qingyin's vital point.

Luo Qingyin dodged left and right, thrilling.

"Well, that's it. Sure enough, it's a scrap. Han Lu snorted coldly, drew a sharp man, and the soft sword turned from straight to curved, wrapping around Luo Qingyin's neck.

Luo Qingyin's body was like an electric turn, and the tip of the umbrella was pointed on a big hole in Hanlu, and Hanlu only felt that the Xuan Qi was suddenly suffocated, and it actually stopped circulating.

Sonor!

The soft sword fell to the ground.

Han Lu stiffened and glared at Luo Qingyin in disbelief, "Slut, what kind of demon method are you using?" Let go of me! ”

Picking up the soft sword, Luo Qingyin walked up to her with a smile, "Let go of you?" So how? ”

A flash of fear flashed in Han Lu's eyes, her expression was still arrogant, in her eyes, Luo Qingyin was a waste, an ant that you could crush to death at will.

Even if she has any demon magic that can control her for a while, she can't control her for a lifetime.

She still has a chance!

Regardless of the fact that Sanqi Twenty-One first lit several of her big holes, Luo Qing sighed, "Good sword, is it a local product?" I don't know if it hurts when I cut your wrist. ”

"You dare?" Han Lu stared at Luo Qingyin inwardly, "If you hurt half of my cold hair, the Medicine King Palace will not let you go!" ”

"Yo, Medicine King Palace, I'm so scared." Luo Qingyin pondered for a long time, looked at Han Lu's vicious eyes, and said in a gentle tone, "Your eyes are good, I really want to try, after your two eyeballs are reversed, can the medicine in the Medicine King Palace keep them bright." ”

"Humph!" Hanlu snorted heavily.

Luo Qingyin smiled lightly, "If you don't want to try, can you tell me why you killed me?" ”

"Do you think I'll be scared of your threats?" Han Lu was sure in her heart, Luo Qingyin didn't dare to attack her, "I didn't come alone, as long as you dare to touch me, my sisters will cut you with a thousand knives." ”

"Your sister? Cold rain? The corners of Luo Qingyin's lips hooked a cold arc, "The cold rain has fallen off the cliff and turned into a meat patty." ”

"You?! You lied to me! Han Lu had a hard face.

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