Chapter 199: I don't have to play

Seeing this, Shu Cunzi slowly sat up, "Say it." ”

"The fawn and the valley teamed up, and they were injured by the five sores of the poisonous feet, although the fawn didn't say it, but I know that the valley was injured for the sake of the deer. In order to save Xiaogu and the priestess, Xiaolu went to the bottom of the Crane Pond, but the bottom of the pond exploded and collapsed. Fawn he ...... Already...... He's dead. I promised Xiaolu that if something happened to him, he would save Xiaogu, just now Xiaolu has already sent the water of extreme yin, I want to borrow the things in Master's Medicine Building, and ask Master to fulfill it. ”

As soon as these words came out, the four of them were shocked at the same time.

His pupils shrank violently, and Shu Cunzi secretly clenched his palms, "You say...... Deer Creek White is dead? ”

"This ......," the vine finch did not know how to answer, "although there is no corpse, but the bottom of the pool has been destroyed, and we have waited by the pool for a long time without seeing any sign of the fawn, so it should have been ......"

Weng Qingyi squinted his eyes and looked at the person beside him, "Huai Xue thinks so." ”

Yu Huaixue suddenly got up and disappeared.

Everyone saw a flash, and the seats were empty.

Yue Mingfeng frowned, "Where did he go?" ”

Weng Qingyi shrugged his shoulders, with a faint smile in his eyes, "Maybe it's something urgent, but we should know soon." ”

"What are you talking about? The fawns are all dead, and one or two of you are still playing tricks, and you won't have to play in the future. Yue Mingfeng sighed weakly, and somehow felt like he was holding a breath in his heart, and he couldn't sit or stand.

One sentence after another came into his ears, Shu Cun's purple eyes were dark, and his eyes fell on the vine in front of him before he spoke, "The teacher agreed, you can go." ”

"Yes!" After receiving the order, the vine did not dare to delay any longer, and flew off the viewing platform.

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Buckle Snow Temple

Yi Xing was leading a group of disciples to tidy up the room, and as soon as Fang turned around, there was another person in front of him, and he immediately screamed in fright.

"Ahh

"Shut up!" Yu Huaixue directly waved her hand to push the person in front of her away, and shouted in a low voice, "Get out!" ”

Yi Xing was suddenly pushed away and hit the white porcelain vase on the ground, a crisp sound accompanied by a painful cry The porcelain pieces shattered to the ground, and Yi Xing fell on top of the fragments, with countless punctures on her hands, and blood overflowed in an instant.

Everyone didn't have time to react, and they were shocked by the scene in front of them, and they were all stunned.

"Hmm! Saint...... Shengjun ......" Yi Xing cried, wanting to reach out and grab the corner of Yu Huaixue's clothes, but before he could touch it, he was trampled under his feet, and his face suddenly turned white in pain.

Looking at the pitiful person on the ground, Yu Huaixue's face was gloomy, and the killing intent gradually gathered in her eyes, "I'll say it one last time, get out." ”

Their lives were threatened, and everyone rushed back to their senses and scrambled to escape.

Yi Xing stood up on the ground full of debris, her palm was still tied with broken porcelain, and the whole person bowed and slowly withdrew.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, he collapsed to the ground, tears raining down.

She thought it was ...... At least she took care of her wholeheartedly, but she didn't expect him to care about her at all, so he even had the intention of killing.

He wanted to kill her.

With a gentle and romantic appearance and a devilish heart, how could she fall in love with such a person? She really wants to see what it would be like to have a **** trapped in love and abandoned by someone?

At that time, Yu Huaixue shook her sleeves and closed the door, dodged into the inner room, and turned the beast-shaped carving on the wall.

There was a muffled thud, and the bookshelf that occupied half of the wall slowly moved away, revealing a small door.