"Hmm." Cold voice, apparently not accepting any other recommendations.

When Xiao Er hesitated, he caught a glimpse of a woman who looked like an old bustard in front of him and called out to his mother.

"Who, didn't you see that I was busy?"

Mom's tone was very impatient, and when she turned around, her eyes lit up suddenly.

"Oh, my mother, where did you come from!"

She twisted the water snake's waist and walked to Qingyan, grabbed her hand and began to look.

Tsk, not bad, not bad.

In her eyes, anyone who can make money is a fairy.

The old bustard was about to ask the girl's name, but when he looked up, he almost fainted with excitement.

They welcome not only fairies but also fairies.

Look, isn't that what comes next?

The old bustard looked behind her over the green smoke, and her mouth was almost up to the sky.

God is really a bodhisattva, and he sent her a pair of golden boys and girls at once.

Qingyan followed her gaze and turned back.

The whole person is not good.

"Don't come unharmed."

It's still a mocking tone.

The loose green silk flying in the breeze is not like a fairy.

But as long as you stare into his eyes, anyone will have a chill in their backs

What's going on in Qingquan Town, not only the demons are here, but even the killer is here.

If she had known that, she should have stayed in the house.

Qingyan smiled awkwardly and hugged her stomach, "

I had a stomachache and I lost my company first. ”

She watched warily as he took two steps back, ignoring the bustard's affectionate call and running out as if he were flying.

Before he escaped from the tile shop, he saw the leaves in front of him and approaching him.

Qingyan braked suddenly, and before she could see her when she touched the leaves, she hurriedly hid behind the rockery.

Touching the leaves and holding a piano, he looked ahead, and when he looked around, he also walked into the dark.

Seeing her getting closer and closer, Qingyan thought she had discovered herself and was about to make a move, when she suddenly banged.

The xylophone fell to her feet, and the section was cut in two.

Qingyan gasped in fright.

Even though she covered her mouth, the subtle sound still caught the attention of the touching leaf.

"Who!"

Touching the leaves, he turned his head to look at the rockery.

The elaborately carved face is terrifying and hideous.

Anyway, I can't dodge, Qingyan is already planning to appear.

At the same time, a black cat suddenly popped out of nowhere.

A pair of eyes sparkled ghostly in the night.

"It turned out to be a feral cat."

I touched the leaf and took a sip, approaching step by step.

The black cat kept calling but stood still, screaming in horror as an embroidered shoe ran over him.

Qingyan, who was hiding behind the rockery, couldn't look directly at such a brutal scene, and turned his head away with a frown.

Touching the leaves, rubbing the soles of his shoes on the grass, he walked away as if nothing had happened.

When the people were far away, Qingyan looked at the black thing on the ground, folded his hands in salute, and muttered thank you.

changed into a new dress, there are no buckwheat teeth around her and no ghost bamboo cutting, and there are accomplices in touching the leaves, she may not be able to fight.

When the time comes, if you attract the people of Qi Kuolou, she will really be finished.

"It's better to thank me than to thank it."

A male voice came, and Qingyan's face turned white with fright.

I'm really afraid of something.

It's too late to escape.

Anyway, she bought a bone flute from him last time.

If you don't buy and sell, you don't have a deep hatred, why tear your face.

"Dudaxia, what a coincidence, I met you here again." Qingyan smiled and approached him.

"Elder Qingyan." The tone is affirmative.

"Hey, hey." An innocent and friendly smile.

Qingyan didn't expect the other party to check his details, so he would have asked the dean more about him.

Du Nanxing raised his hand and stretched it out towards her face.

Feed? Don't they all say that you don't hit a smiling person when you reach out?

Am I not smiling genuinely enough?

Facing an enemy whose cultivation had reached the pinnacle of Jindan, Qingyan didn't know whether to continue to giggle or give it a go.

When she hesitated, Du Nanxing's fingers had already inserted into the hair on the side of her ear, slowly sliding down.

Qingyan was stunned for a moment.

Then I saw him put the tips of his hair between his fingers and put them on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly.

This man is good-looking, even if he is a hooligan, he is pleasing to the eye.

Qingyan didn't have the heart to blame him for being frivolous, she just wanted to leave this place early.

"I helped you." Dunanxing looked at the cat.

Is this intended to blackmail Entu?

Qingyan lowered her eyelids and didn't answer his words.

"Is that you? I thought it was the black cat who was too stupid and jumped out to die. ”

Du Nanxing was silent, Qingyan looked at him and took a few steps back tentatively.

found that he didn't seem to intend to arrest himself, and the smile on his face became a little sincere.

"It's late at night, so I'll take my leave." Qingyan bowed his hand to him, turned and disappeared into the winding corridor.

The moonlight was like water, falling on Dunanxing's angular face.

The dark eyes flashed with a ghostly light, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile.

After a while, footsteps sounded again in the cloister.

Qingyan waved at him from afar, not approaching.

"That, Yiliang is now nineteen years old, you won't look for him again, right?"

"A cool?"

"Well, it's Mr. Qian's son."

"The buyer only said sixteen teenagers."

"Oh, that's good."

I didn't expect that the people in Qikuolou were quite principled, and they were still sixteen years old after almost three years.

Sure that Yiliang would not be in danger, Qingyan happily almost said goodbye to him, but fortunately reacted in time.

They, preferably, are never seen again.

Rushing back to the courtyard of Qingquan Peak of Sanliu Academy, the people of Wuxian Academy had already slept.

Only a small lamp was lit in the center of the courtyard, which shone a faint light.

Qingyan walked towards his room, accidentally bumped into something, and drove the whole person forward.

He stretched out his hand, but he didn't touch the cold ground he expected.

The warm touch of the palm rubs against the soft forehead.

Qingyan's breath stagnated, and he lost his soul in an instant.

She was already careful to keep her distance, she didn't even look at it, why couldn't she escape?

A huge question popped up in his mind, and people were suddenly confused.

It doesn't matter if she's distracted, she seems to have pressed where she shouldn't be.

He coughed lightly twice from the wind and moved uncomfortably.

Qingyan reacted after realizing it, and suddenly became angry.

"I don't sleep in the middle of the night, is the pestle pretending to be a ghost here?"

After speaking, he didn't wait for the wind to explain, and grabbed him and beat him.

A slap is not enjoyable, she wants to see the strength of this kid.

With a hand, he thought about it.

A transparent sigil appeared in the middle of the huge courtyard.

She threw the man into the formation, and she followed suit, grabbing the front of the wind, squinting at him dangerously.

"Fight back, let me see what you've learned in the past two years!"

Cong Feng Wan smiled, "How could I do it to you." ”

Talk as you talk, laugh at what you laugh at!

It's purely demagogic.

Qingyan felt that he was smiling blindly, angry, and deliberately finding fault.

What do you mean by that? Do you think I'm not worthy of your hands? Or are you worried that outsiders will know and scold you for deceiving your teachers and destroying your ancestors? ”

After the temper comes up, it is not easy to grasp the balance between teaching people and not being disabled.

Anyway, there are a lot of buckwheat teeth in the house, and he always looks calm and unbeaten.

It's better to choose a day than to hit the day.

Just today!

Who made him always disturb his mind and think crankily.

Qingyan decided to teach this restless disciple a lesson.

A little on tiptoe, leaping up, the crimson gauze skirt dancing in the wind.

Leaning down, flipping his wrists, his mental power converging his fingertips, like a raging wind and waves, suddenly tumbling and roaring, magnificent.

In the blink of an eye, it can swallow it all.

Looking up from the wind, seeing her ruthless appearance, her eyes were full of anger.

With his palm facing Congfeng's chest, Qingyan suddenly thought of the sweeping old man.

The old man said that this talisman array and exercises were all over the place, wouldn't he really be able to kill people at once?