Outside Luoyang City, he rode away. After two rounds of groping, Su Ru has been able to master the basic essentials of horseback riding, and has become more and more proficient.

When Lang Zhong said that he wanted to calculate the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon, a white horse flashed by on the road. At the place where the hooves were raised, the roar was deep, and a pair of ruby eyes were exposed, and from a distance, it seemed that it was not a white horse out of the city, but a tiger out of the pass.

At first, there were a lot of pedestrians, and although many people gave way when they heard the roar of the white horse, the speed was still a little slow. It wasn't until there was a journey that the pedestrians gradually decreased, and the white horse flew into the air.

A person who wanted to settle in Luoyang City was beating horses on the road. At the end of his eyes, he suddenly saw an unusually tall white horse coming like an arrow off the string, but in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of him.

The man with the sword was shocked when he said that someone had come to seek revenge, and immediately grasped the hilt of the sword, drew out the three-finger-long blade, and prepared to attack.

Unexpectedly, there was no one on the back of the menacing white horse. One or two feet away, the white horse let out a terrifying roar, and like a huge rabbit, it leaped over the head of the sword-bearer.

When the sword-bearer looked back, the white horse, which seemed to have been sensed by something, had already run a long way along the undulating road.

The face of the man with the sword was like cold sweat. The hand unconsciously let go of the hilt of the sword he was holding, looked at the white horse in the distance with a solemn face, and said with sincere emotion: "The white horse of Bingzhou is really worthy of its name!"

After speaking, there was a touch of novelty on his solemn face: "But I don't know, which of the good sons and daughters of Bingzhou arrived in Luoyang City?"

There are mountains outside Luoyang City, winding and continuous, like a dragon, vertical and horizontal for hundreds of miles. It is the place where Luoyang chokes the throat of Guan Yuan.

Hundreds of miles of mountains have a mausoleum lying horizontally, the Son of Heaven drives six, it is the tomb of the king of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. According to legend, the Shang and Zhou dynasties called the mound a mountain, so the mausoleum was named after it, and later generations called it Zhou Mountain.

The mountains are not high, but there are hundreds of trees and flowers. Whenever there is a strong wind transiting, the forest is gusting, and the low shade is lurking.

There are two figures in the forest, one black and one white, like meteors flying arrows, and it is difficult for people to distinguish their traces when they go for several miles. The little perverted girl who was chasing after her was full of anger, and she just wanted to defeat the white horse drunk in front of her immediately, and then kill the white horse drunk and bring it back to a curtain of spring dreams.

After chasing more than ten miles in one go, the little perverted girl was quite impatient and shouted: "Demon girl, where are you going to run? Stop and die, grandma can give you a good time!"

Hakuba sneered drunkenly. Witch, I really don't have the slightest self-knowledge.

"Okay! I'm going to teach you a good lesson for your father and mother today!"

Before the words were finished, he turned his body, turned his body and retreated, his palms intersected in the void, and the whole body burst out, looming in the air like water lines. Reaching forward, the two palms slapped at the little perverted girl with the strong wind.

"Teach grandma a lesson?"

The little pervert lifted the corners of her mouth contemptuously and raised her palm to meet it. A bang came from between the two of them, and the strength dispersed like a wave.

In this advance and retreat, the little pervert must be at a loss than the white horse drunk, but the little pervert who didn't put the white horse drunk in her eyes felt that killing the white horse drunk was just a gesture, and she didn't take care of these at all.

This guy, who is neither male nor female, is about to die in his own hands, so let her take advantage.

The little perverted girl completely ignored the scattered strength, stopped and didn't stop, chased straight after her, and passed straight through from the remaining strength.

Rao is a small female cultivator, although it doesn't have much impact, but she also feels that those residual energy makes her whole body a little cold.

Bai Ma drunk looked at the little perverted girl as if she had seen an enemy who did not share the sky, and she looked like she just wanted to fight hard, and the anger in her heart intensified.

"I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but I didn't expect you to find your own death!"

Lay your heart sideways and drop down. Stand still, use seven or eight layers of skill, and attack the chasing little perverted girl.

"If you die, you will die, why don't you talk so much? Grandma won't listen to your last words. ”

The little perverted woman's cold eyes were mixed with murder and childishness, and a face painted with a snake and scorpion was extremely evil.

The current little pervert is no longer the bear child who likes to scare people everywhere. It's really like a witch who kills people and sets fires and does all kinds of evil.

took a palm and floated back two feet with strength. On a big tree, raise your palms together, take the lead with your palms, push your palms with your body, and crash into the white horse like a whirlwind.

The white horse is drunk and upright, and has no intention of giving in. She has been unbearable by the little perverted woman, and she has no choice.

His lips pursed, but the anger under his eyes was instantly and inexplicably extinguished. In its place, there was a chilling murderous aura.

Shouted: "Come on-"

Huo Ran's right arm was raised obliquely, and endless brilliance gushed out from his palm. The entire right arm trembled slightly due to the concentration of the whole body's strength.

The brilliance gushing out of the palm did not dissipate, but condensed into a silver spear.

As soon as the silver spear appeared, the white horse's drunken clothes and hair suddenly began to dance wildly. Fallen leaves two or three fingers thick were piled up under their feet, scattering in all directions like a strong wind.

With a twist of the wrist and a flip, the silver spear rose with the momentum of a pear blossom with snow.

The cold light of the tip of the gun is like the scorching sun in the sky, and the body of the gun is like a green dragon out of the water. Breaking through the air and screaming, he poked out and took the little perverted girl who pounced.

In the face of such a silver spear with loud thunder and louder raindrops, which suddenly appeared in the drunken palm of the white horse, the little perverted woman who was already approaching the drunken white horse only felt that she suddenly fell from heaven to hell inexplicably.

The ghost gate is just around the corner.

The murderous face was as white as a piece of paper.

This will make the white horse drunk, not to mention an arm, I'm afraid that he won't even have a small life!

is dead, is my mother still alive?

If you can be sure that your mother has this ability, the little perverted girl is afraid that she will think about letting the white horse get drunk and stab to death. After all, this shot scared her three souls and two and a half souls.

It's a pity that the little pervert is not sure.

For the sake of insurance, the little perverted girl could only hurriedly try her best to change her body, turned sideways, and her whole petite body floated up with the strength of the gun, which barely allowed the silver spear from the drunken white horse to pass by.

The little perverted woman who was shrouded by the strength of the gun, the black yarn on her body was torn, the body of the gun was over, the snow-white clothes inside were torn, and half of the bandeau embroidered with mandarin ducks was exposed.

The skirt was also split in half, and a stinging pain penetrated the bone marrow from the right leg that had been grazed by the body of the gun.

The whole body was cold, as if falling into a thousand-year-old ice cave, and a layer of frost formed on the body in an instant. But the white horse's drunken gunfire has not completely passed.

The little perverted woman's heart almost jumped out of her throat, she didn't have time to panic, scold and shame, endure the cold, grab the gun body sideways, swing left and right with the gun body, just wait for the white horse to get drunk with this fatal shot.

Unexpectedly, the drunken skill of the white horse is too deep, and it is not comparable to the little pervert who is unprepared and can't even get together. After two swings, he could no longer grasp the body of the gun, and the third swing was thrown directly on the little pervert.

The little perverted girl spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and was thrown five or six feet away by this shot, and hit a big tree before falling to the ground.

"I want to see if you dare to do anything wrong in the future! I want to see if you dare to let people kill themselves in the future!"

The white horse was drunk with a pair of handsome eyes, and murderous and angry were born together. With a flick of the gun in hand, he dragged the gun behind, and walked towards the little perverted woman with a mouth full of blood.

"You... You shameless villain, you cheat!"

The little perverted girl was angry and ruthless, pointing at the white horse drunk: "You have the ability, you put away the gun-"

"You'd better put your gun away!"

"Grandma warns you, you'd better put your gun away right away!"

"Grandma is talking about the last time..."

The little perverted woman pointed to the white horse drunk who came up, and warned one by one. It's just that the white horse drunk is completely deaf.

The little perverted girl didn't finish her last pass, and the white horse drunk had already dragged the silver spear to a place a foot away.

The fierce light in the little colored woman's eyes was exposed, and she gasped twice. A bloodstain from the corner of his mouth jumped up from the ground.

Bai Ma, who didn't know the identity and origin of the little perverted girl, let alone the little pervert's background, frowned, and looked at the little pervert who was floating three or four feet away with a hint of surprise: "You can still jump?"

The little pervert sneered: "What? Isn't it strange? Hmph, there are many things you can't think of." ”

The shot just now was not trivial, if it were an ordinary person, he would be afraid that he would not die, and he would be so seriously injured that he couldn't move. As it happens, the little pervert is an unusual person.

When she teased Su Ru is and the beginning of the sword, she said that she had no father and no father, which made people feel that it was nonsense and very ridiculous. No one could have imagined that the little pervert said so many things to Su Ru and Jian Zhizhi, and almost all the other words were false, but this one sentence was true.

The little pervert really doesn't have a father. Except for her mother, no one knows how the little pervert was born, and even the little pervert herself doesn't know.

The little pervert has asked her mother countless times, where is Daddy, who is he, where am I from, but there are only three results. One is that the mother pretends not to hear and lets her saliva dry; the other is in exchange for a sentence "Why do you ask so much, you just need to know that you are born to your mother"; the other is to annoy the mother's question, let the frantic mother pick up and beat her wildly. That kind of beating, ordinary people dare not imagine.

When I was young, the little pervert would think from time to time:

- Do I really not have a father?

When she grew up, the little pervert girl knew the origin of the child, so she put this problem behind her and began to explore new questions:

- How did my mother give birth to me alone?

This question made the little pervert deeply feel the power of her mother. It's so powerful that one person can give birth to himself.

And it's so cute, so beautiful, so naturally beautiful, so otherworldly, so different, so...

Every time she thinks about it, the little pervert will admire her mother a little. So much so that today, she already feels that her mother is omnipotent, and there is nothing in this world that her mother can't solve. Except that one person can have children, it seems to be the same in other aspects.

Yes, no matter how the little perverted girl is outside, how lawless she is, as long as she sees her mother, she will be well-behaved like a cat. The words of the mother-in-law are also obedient from the heart, and never say a word.

The first time the little pervert found herself different from ordinary people, it was after she met the hall master Baili fanatic of the "One Day Hundred Miles Palace" with the same name as "A Curtain of Spring Dream Building", she was careful to anger the Baili fanatics, and was slapped to death by the Baili fanatics.

Actually, it's nothing. It's just because she couldn't beat the Baili fanatic who was even more crazy than the fanatic, and she spit in the face of the Baili fanatic while the Baili fanatic was unprepared.

After being shot to death by a hundred miles of fanatics, the little perverted girl was taken back to a curtain of spring dreams by her mother. Within a few days, she was miraculously resurrected.

The little pervert felt incredible, she had entered the ghost gate and closed it, how could she come back to life again?

Since then, the little pervert who is even more bizarre than Su Ru has a whimsical idea: Am I unable to die?

It's just that the little pervert is not sure whether she really can't die, or if her mother is too powerful. If you can't die, then why can't you die?

What is certain is that if the little perverted girl dies so easily, according to her character of doing evil, I am afraid that she will not be able to live now. At least the time in Meishan, she couldn't survive.

Even the six-clawed black dragon was about to die at the hands of a young man on Meishan, how could she, a person with a body of flesh and blood, bear it?

The surprise in Bai Ma's drunken eyes was fleeting, and he sneered: "I don't usually think about things that I can't think of." ”

The silver gun moved, and the pear blossom reappeared.