"Little Sister Shi, Xiao Xue...... Xiaoxue is just ...... Brother Qing......"

"Who is your little tenth sister! I'm not a little ten, and I don't have a sister! The girl's innocent face was reflected by a pair of black and red eyes, and she looked at the girl coldly: "Are you a zombie?!" You ......"

"She became a zombie because of me." The man hooked the corners of his mouth and raised his hand to pin the long hair scattered on the side of the girl's face behind his ears, and said softly: "Are you vinegar?" ”

"What kind of jealousy do I eat?" She clasped her hands in front of her chest, glanced at the man, pouted, and said, "Someone picked up a sister Lin, what are you going to do with it?" ”

The girl's voice was unintentional with a sour taste, Hou Qing coldly glanced at Duanmu Xue kneeling beside him, Duanmu Xue hurriedly stood up, took a few steps back, and then twisted the corner of her clothes and whispered: "Little Sister Ten...... It's not..., it's my sister, I don't know if my sister is not Sister Xiaoten, because Brother Qing said that Sister Xiao Ten is the most important person in his heart, just now I saw Brother Qing care so much about my sister, so I ......was wrong."

"What a little ten, a little ten, a mouthful of Brother Qing is really close~!" Regardless of whether this woman is a zombie or not, Mo Xiaomo doesn't like it, "Also, who is Xiao Shi?" When she saw the dress she was wearing, Mo Xiaomo was stunned, this was her dress......

"You're really jealous, I'm so happy." Feeling the body of the girl holding her stiffen, he was about to speak when he was interrupted by a surge of blood.

Hou Qing clutched his chest and coughed secretly, he lowered his eyes and looked at his fingertips, hiding the mark. Mo Xiaomo opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but he didn't say it after all.

"Little Ten? This god knows who this little ten is, Huahua, if you want to know, I will tell you what? He looked at Hou Qing, and a hint of banter flashed in his eyes.

The silver-haired man in the robe flew down in front of Mo Xiaomo and the others, now he was weak, she couldn't lift the Shui Yun Sword, she took out the Kunlun fan in the space and blocked it in front of Hou Qing: "Big brother, we have something to say, can you not do it, I said, you saved me, you can repay me whatever you want, but you can't hurt people at will!" ”

"This fan looks familiar, Huahua, do you remember where it came from?" Hearing the man say this, Mo Xiaomo frowned and thought about it, this fan has been in her hand for a long time, but she has never known the origin, she raised her eyes and looked at him: "This is my thing, it is like you know." ”

The silver-haired Hou Qing smiled: "This is ......" seemed to think of something, the silver-haired man smiled and did not speak, but his eyes fell on Mo Xiaomo in white, and his purple phoenix eyes were full of imperative.

Hou Qing took the girl into his arms, and looked at the man who was looking at him with a smile with a cold look, the man's strength was very great, Mo Xiaomo crashed into the man's arms at once, maybe because he was too hard, the man coughed lightly.

She was busy raising her hand to the man's chest, but Hou Qing grabbed her hand.

Mo Xiaomo was also a little inexplicable by the silver-haired man, she looked at Hou Qing and said, "Do you know this person?" I don't know him, but he seems to know me well, and who is Flowey......"

"Does it make a difference if you know or not?" He smiled and touched the top of the girl's soft hair, and said softly: "Whether it's Huahua or some other name, you are just you, your name is Mo Xiaomo, just Mo Xiaomo, not someone else." ”

Looking at the interaction between the two, the silver-haired man's lilac phoenix eyes, his eyes were a little cold, he looked at Hou Qing and said, "Hou Qing, you don't have to be like this, today happens to be fifteen, it's a good day." This deity will not take advantage of people's danger, but it should be mine, I can't let my people fall behind, I will come back and take it. ”

Listening to this silver-haired man talking like this, Mo Xiaomo thought that this person should be very familiar with the old man, and then he looked so similar, she said in a black line: "You two can't be twins!" ”

The silver-haired man laughed softly twice, looked at her with a soft expression, and said something that made her half-understood: "Just now I thought you recognized me, but now it seems that not only do you not recognize me, but you also don't know anything." ”

What should she know? Mo Xiaomo blinked at the silver-haired man and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"What is the name of this deity?" The man touched his chin and said with a hearty smile: "You used to call me Master, Huahua, if you come to my side, I will tell you what my name is." ”

"......" Mo Xiaomo was a little speechless, the man looked at the girl's speechless little eyes, smiled and said, "You just forgot, do you want to remember?" ”

"I don't want to." The girl replied simply, which made the silver-haired queen stunned, he looked at the girl's glass-like cat's eyes, and said indifferently: "You will, whatever you want to know, I will tell you, as long as you want to ......"

Before the silver-haired Hou Qing finished speaking, he was forced back by Hou Qing's blue-gold sword aura.

Hou Qing pursed his thin lips and flew up with a sword, and swung a sword at the silver-haired man again, the silver-haired man turned around to dodge the sword qi that swung away, his right hand flipped over, and a golden divine sword appeared in Ruyu's right hand, he held the sword and smiled heartily: "Hahahaha, yes, I didn't have a good fight with you last time, Hou Qing, are you angry?" ”

Hou Qing grabbed the sword in his hand and looked at him coldly: "What if you are angry, what if you are not angry?" ”

"Maybe it's more durable when you're angry, don't you say...... Hou Qing" As he spoke, the silver-haired man held a golden sword and swung a sword lightly, the golden sword qi lifted the ground, and the rolled sand and stones blurred Mo Xiaomo's vision.

She looked at Hou Qing, but her vision was completely blurred.

Although she knew that Hou Qing's force was not weak, she knew that he had already suffered internal injuries, and this sword pressure was so strong.

Mo Xiaomo wanted to step forward, but her current status was impossible, the Kunlun fan protected her from being swept away by the wind, she took a step cautiously, I don't know who pulled her, and when her body was swept away by the violent whirlwind, she looked sideways, it was the girl in red!

Before she could figure out why this girl was pulling her, the thin layer of enchantment of the Kunlun Fan without the blessing of immortal power was also shattered and disappeared.

The whirlwind swept the sand and stones, and the face hurt when it hit.

How can the sword of the divine sword be unbearable to ordinary people, Hou Qing raised his hand to sacrifice an enchantment, protected Yin Xi and the others, turned around quickly, and turned around to carefully protect the girl who was swept away by the wind in his arms, and the blue-gold divine sword turned into a giant dragon, hovering around the two of them, separating the violent energy from the outside.

When the sword qi was dissipated, the blue-gold dragon disappeared abruptly, and the sword lost its luster as the sword body, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground and plunged straight into the ground, the man raised his hand and wiped the cheek on the side of the girl's face that was cut by the sandstone, and a trace of distress flashed in the cold phoenix eyes.