The previous hiding place was discovered by the horse's belly, and Jiang Fuyuan and Zhong Yifeng changed to hide in the trees in the courtyard.

Through the staggered leaves, they could clearly see that in the large iron cage in the courtyard, Ding Zhaoliu was squatting honestly, holding his father's stand-in paper figure in his right hand, and pinching the peace charm that Jiang Fuyuan had temporarily found in his left hand.

I have forgotten when I painted this Ping'an Fu Jiang Fu Kite, and it was crumpled in the sleeve cage, and the cinnabar lines on it were a little blurred, but fortunately, the color did not fade and was still effective.

The iron cage was protected by a supernatant talisman, and Ding Zhaoliu only felt that the air was fresh, but it was not cold, and the two people hiding in the trees did not have such good conditions.

Zhong Yongfeng leaned sideways, half-hugged Jiang Fuyuan in his arms, and tried his best to block the cold wind in the middle of the night in the harsh winter in Jingzhou.

The temperature in the second half of the night was getting lower and lower, and the hot air exhaled between the two of them quickly condensed into a small cloud of white mist, Zhong Yongfeng lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Is it cold?" Or you put your hands on me to keep warm. ”

Jiang Fuyuan raised her head slightly, and she could see a little cyan on his chin because of staying up late, and she blinked: "Your hands are not cold, but they are cold elsewhere." ”

Zhong Yongfeng: "Where is it cold?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan raised his chin: "Cold mouth." ”

Zhong Yongfeng: "......"

Jiang Fuyuan narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her lips hooked: "My daughter-in-law will kiss it, and it won't be cold if you lend me some yang energy." ”

After saying that, she took the initiative to step forward, aimed at the two thin lips and kissed them.

She grabbed Zhong Yongfeng's collar with both hands to maintain her balance, and caught a glimpse of Ding Zhaoliu under the tree, feeling like stealing incense in front of outsiders.

I have to say, it's quite exciting.

It wasn't until he was almost out of breath that Jiang Fuyuan let go of his hands.

With a pop, the lips parted, and the cold wind poured back into the two of them.

Ding Zhaoliu, who was tense in the cage and always paid attention to all the subtle movements, suddenly looked up at the position of the two, and the canopy of the trees in the night perfectly concealed the figures of the two, and nothing could be seen except for a large shadow in the dark.

He asked in a low voice, "Fairy Gu, General Zhong, have you found anything......

Zhong Yongfeng raised his hand, wiped the water stains from his lips, and looked at Jiang Fuyuan smiling like a triumphant little fox, his eyes deepened, and he replied in a dumb voice: "No." ”

"Oh......" Ding Zhaoliu shrunk his neck and continued to be his bait.

At this moment, he felt a burning sensation in his right hand, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand with a sigh.

The stand-in paper figure fell from the palm of his hand, and was quickly fished away by a paw that came in from outside the cage at the moment when he was about to land.

The claws moved extremely fast, and Ding Zhaoliu felt that he was just a flower in front of him, and his father's stand-in paper man was gone.

His muscles tensed instantly, and he couldn't help shouting, "Immortal Gu! It's coming! ”

Jiang Fukite on the tree immediately took out the ring wood and squinted at the iron cage.

Spirits have an instinct to avoid danger, and when they are unsure if the environment is safe, they will choose to hide their whereabouts.

The last thing they can afford to do is at this moment.

Silence fell back into the courtyard, but it didn't last long when a faint chewing sound came from the bushes behind the northwest corner of the cage.

Squeak squeak...... Goo-dong.

The horse's belly behind the bushes was still not satisfied after devouring the stand-in paper man, and the wriggling ugly face stared at Ding Zhaoliu in the iron cage behind the bushes.

A baby's cry rang out, and it shrank back and flew straight towards the cage.

The speed of the horse's belly was too fast, and Ding Zhaoliu didn't see its appearance clearly, but the foul smell that came with the wind made him subconsciously throw out the things he was holding in his left hand.

The peace charm emitted a golden light, turning into a golden lightning bolt that appeared out of thin air, making the horse's belly tremble.

The power of the talisman was too strong, and the horse's belly instinctively turned around, trying to avoid it, but at the moment when it slowed down, it heard two sounds of breaking the sky from the upper left.

First, Jiemu approached its face with majestic spiritual power, and the horse's belly retreated urgently, and Zhong Huifeng's sleeve sword followed, piercing its thigh that took a step back, and nailed it firmly to the ground.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—" A mournful wail resounded through the Warm Cloud Pavilion.

Zhong Yongfeng jumped down from the tree where he was hiding with Jiang Fukite in his arms and walked in front of the horse's belly.

"Shut up! Disturbing people's dreams in the middle of the night, do you have the quality! Jiang Fukite was like a disobedient animal in the training family, holding the ring wood and patting it on the forehead of the horse's belly.

This was a purely physical blow, and it didn't bring half of its spiritual power, so although the horse's abdomen immediately swollen with a big bag, his mind was still clear.

Knowing that it couldn't mess with the person in front of it, it endured the pain and whimpered.

"Immortal, Immortal, what kind of miracle is this talisman, which can attract lightning in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Fuyuan turned her head and saw Ding Zhaoliu holding the iron cage railing, looking at her with burning eyes.

The effect of the peace charm was so cool that it really shocked him.

Is this the first time he has seen the golden lightning, or is it attracted by the talisman seal he throws out, rounding it up, isn't it equivalent to him summoning the electric mother?

If Dali Temple encounters a prisoner who will not open his mouth again in the future, he only needs to attract a split, which is not better than any torture to extract a confession?

Ding Zhao waited for an answer, and Jiang Fuyuan said casually: "The miracle of Fuyuan Immortal Venerable." ”

"Fu Kite Immortal Venerable is really powerful!" Ding Zhaoliu sighed with emotion and then asked, "Mu Xiangu, your talisman ...... Is it sold? ”

Jiang Fuyuan immediately nodded: "Sell." ”

Seeing that the two of them were about to start trading on the spot, Zhong Yongfeng looked at the horse's belly, which was so painful that he didn't dare to move, and reminded: "Are we going to send it to Wanyuan?" ”

The timing is not right, and the transaction is aborted.

Jiang Fuyuan suppressed the idea of quoting, and turned his head to look at the horse's belly.

"Before sending it to Wanyuan, it has to spit out what it eats." She squatted down and pressed the ringwood against the belly of the horse, and said with a smile, "Do you take the initiative yourself, or do you want me to help you?" ”

The horse's belly shrunk, and its ugly face, which was constantly wriggling, crumpled, and after a strange grunt in its throat, it spat out a cloud of yellow objects.

It is the stand-in paper man of Qingyang Hou.

After spitting out, a flattering smile appeared on its ugly face, and its front paws pushed the stunt-laden paper figure with slime at Jiang Fukite's feet.

Jiang Fuyuan was dissatisfied: "It's not this. ”

The horse's belly shrank again, and now its mouth was tightly closed, and it retreated as if it was resisting, but its hind legs were still firmly nailed by the sword in its sleeve, and it could not retreat anywhere.

Ding Zhaoliu was puzzled: "What else did it eat?" Didn't you just eat this paper figure? ”

Jiang Fuyuan snorted coldly: "Horse's belly cannibal, it can't just be willing to eat some paper balls." ”

Her gaze was on the horse's belly covered with fluff: "I guess your father is unconscious, but he was devoured by it." ”

People have three souls, namely the heavenly soul fetal light, the earth soul refreshing spirit, and the human soul spirit. The heavenly soul is too pure and yang, the earth soul wants to be alive, and the human soul is a mixture of yin energy, the main sleep and lust.

If a person falls asleep for a long time and does not recognize people clearly, nine times out of ten, the human soul is missing.

Hearing her tell the truth, Ma Belly immediately lowered his head and pretended not to understand.

"Huh." Seeing this, Jiang Fuyuan sent the ring wood in his hand forward, and one end of the ring wood fell into the fluff on the horse's belly, poking out a shallow pit in that place, "I'm a person, I have always been a demon with virtue." ”

The horse's belly was overjoyed, and he secretly lifted his eyelids to spy on her expression.

Jiang Fuyuan's eyes were cold, and after meeting its eyes, he added coldly: "The virtue of martial virtue." ”

Horse belly: ......

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