"Pity me, a monk, to endure such pickled sounds."

Xiao Bai, who was blocked by his bright bald head and his question, instantly bared his teeth and showed a fierce light.

Like a cat that has been fried, the knife box that was rolled up on the tail of the arrow in an instant opened wide, and four knives came out at once.

The speed of the knife is extremely fast, and the sound of the knife wind that cuts through the air is hunting, and the sound of the water in the house is in harmony with the strings.

"Hey, I can't cut it."

"Still not chopping."

The mind-body method is extremely subtle, perfectly avoiding every knife of Xiaobai.

After dozens of rounds back and forth, Xiao Bai saw that he couldn't cut at all, so he angrily put the knife away from the knife box, and jumped between the sycamore trees and hid, out of sight.

"Interesting."

Conscience looked at the cat in the tree branches, and his eyes were full of interest.

He returned from outside the territory, and he spent three years in the city of the city, and he stood on the wall of the city all night to watch those monsters, but he had never seen the little demon girl in front of him like this, and she actually had the characteristics of a human being.

"The tail is exposed."

Conscience is spoken.

Xiaobai fell on the tail of the arrow outside the yellowed sycamore leaves, and 'swooped' into it.

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The next day, the sun rose.

In this winter, it is pleasant.

In the city of the scorching sun, the people who woke up had no idea what happened last night, but they found that the city gate was closed, and a large number of forbidden troops searched all over the city.

Dengxian Building, the east house of the small courtyard.

Chu Ci had already gotten up and walked out slowly.

On the couch behind her, Qing Ya was covered with Chu Ci's sable coat, breathing slightly and falling asleep, her jade feet were out of her knees, and there was a trace of residual warm flush on her face.

Chu Ci walked out of the house.

He swore to God that he really only wanted to heal Qingya last night, and he had no other thoughts.

Who knew that this 'plain female needle' had the effect of arousing feelings in women's hearts, no wonder it could only be used on women.

If it was for a man, that picture, Chu Ci didn't dare to imagine.

And the feelings have risen, anyway, so many stitches have already been given, and it doesn't hurt to have one more thick one.

Anyway, it's all holes.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Under the eaves, the conscience was dressed in a white feather coat, leaning against the wall and clasping his hands, and when he saw Chu quit, he yawned and stretched his waist.

"Listened all night?"

"Not really, and you held on for an hour."

One hour, that is, two hours.

Under normal circumstances, male compatriots have to worship.

This bald head looks like he has no personnel, and he can only talk about it.

Chu Ci looked at Xiao Bai who was hiding in the sycamore tree, raised his hand, Xiao Bai jumped down, jumped in front of Chu Ci, let Chu Ci touch her head, and shook the tail of the arrow happily.

"Let's go on the swing."

Pinched Xiaobai's face, Xiaobai nodded obediently, bared his teeth towards his conscience, and then jumped back to the swing in three or two steps, swaying gently.

"She's doing well."

Conscience looked at Xiaobai on the swing.

"Hmm."

Chu Ci did not deny it.

Xiaobai's temperament is obviously much more lively than before, and his emotions are much more expressive.

When he stepped into the Extreme Dao Grandmaster, he would use the 'Seventy-Seven Soul Needle' to give it a try, and see if he could restore Xiaobai's humanity a little more.

"What you want, I can give you."

"But you're going to tell me what you want me to do with all this drop of blood."

Chu Ci looked at Xiaobai swinging, and asked the question of the heart around him.

As if he knew that Chu Ci was going to ask, he raised his head and looked at the warm sun and sunny day after the first snow.

"Chu Jushi, you believe in the Mandate of Heaven."

After a pause.

"When I was a child, the night when I first worshiped under the master's door, I had a dream, in which an old man told me that there is an immortal in the world, who can go straight to the clouds and the nine shadows, can move mountains and seas, flesh and bones, and can take the enemy's head thousands of miles away."

"So I walked all over the mountains and rivers and walked through Kyushu, just to find this immortal."

"This drop of blood is to verify my conjecture."

Chu Ci's brows gradually furrowed.

This bald head means that he, Chu Jiuge, is that immortal.

Nine shades in the upper clouds and lower clouds? Flesh and bones of the living dead? Take people's heads thousands of miles away?

What nonsense, I don't even know how to do the big fireball, fart immortal.

This bald head was not pyramid schemed in a dream.

"After you find it? And how? ”

In Chu Ci's heart, this bald head has been marked with the mark of 'big flicker'.

The pair of peach blossom eyes of the conscience, at this moment, for the first time, were silent.

"Please immortals, change the life of one person."

Chu Ci glanced at the heart of the heart beside him, raised his hand, a silver needle did not enter his heart, and he withdrew it in an instant, and a little blood in his heart was suspended at the tip of this needle.

"I don't believe in destiny, I only believe in myself."

The deep color only lingered on the face of the heart for a moment, and then the signature smile, with a wave of the white sleeve, put away this drop of Chu Ci's heart's blood.

"It's not easy for an immortal to change his life, at least not yet."

"Still, Xiaodao is willing to wait."

You can't afford to wait.

Chu Ci didn't say this sentence.

Indeed, Chu Ci had seriously thought about it, as the progress of this world continued to move forward, and the weird versions jumped one after another, it was bound that the strength ceiling of this world would continue to break through.

It even reached the point of inquiry, 'straight up to the clouds and down to the nine shadows'.

However, it will take time.

Chu Ci is immortal, and he can wait with this capital.

This asks what to do with his bald head, he has no hair anymore, and he can't stay up.

"When a guest comes to visit, the trail will go first."

The inquisitive peach blossom eyes threw a 'flattering look' at Chu Ci.

Then he took a light leap, rose like a cicada's wings, and disappeared in a few breaths.

But at this glance, Chu Ci's heart trembled, thinking that this product looks like a girl, won't there be a problem with this orientation?

'Babbling', the courtyard door opened a crack.

I saw Luo Zhiyu, who was wearing a silver mask, flashed in like a thief, and then closed the courtyard door.

This guy is a bit of a brain, and he knows that Dengxian Tower is a safe place, and he doesn't run around in the city.

"How's that brother doing?"

Chu Ci glanced at Luo Zhiyu.

"He's fine, although that kid looks strong and slow, he is actually first-class in the world, and it is estimated that he will already be out of the city."

Luo Zhiyu took off the mask on his face, and there was a wound on the left side of his face that had not been congealed for a long time, his face was haggard, and his expression was extremely solemn.

Among the twelve people who entered the palace last night to receive Princess Lingle, except for him and Luo Zhihe, all of them were killed in battle, including one of his clan uncles and one clan brother.

As well as his father, Luo Yunfeng.

However, on Luo Zhiyu's face, Chu Ci saw only fortitude.

This is a man who has truly experienced the baptism of blood and fire, standing up to the sky.

Even if the sky falls, it is still carried with strength, fighting to the last breath.

Luo Zhiyu stepped in front of Chu Ci, solemnly clenched his fists, and bowed.

"Brother Chu is my benefactor of Qingguo, and I thank Brother Chu for his great kindness on behalf of Qingguo."

"What are you going to do next?"

Chu Ci looked at Luo Zhiyu, in fact, from the time he first knew about Luo Zhiyu's plan, Chu Ci had already concluded that the success of this plan was not enough.

Ran Luo Zhiyu and others still did not hesitate.

Like a moth to a fire, to hit one of the ten thousand, just like when the prince Yi of the Qingguo Kingdom recruited righteous soldiers to assassinate him.

"Go back to Qingdi, scatter all your wealth, and recruit troops to restore the country."

Luo Zhiyu's voice was extremely firm.

"Hmm."

Chu Ci just nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.

The national hatred and family hatred between these people and Ying have long been endless.

"Brother Chu, how is the princess?"

Saying that, Luo Zhiyu bypassed Chu Ci and pushed the door open.

Chu Ci was stunned for a moment.

Rotten.

Collect the gun too quickly.

Qingya's clothes forgot to put them on!

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