"You go, I won't agree. After Chang'e finished speaking calmly, she stopped looking at Xingtian.

Xingtian didn't expect Chang'e to refuse without thinking about it, Xingtian's anger gradually grew, his waist was straight, his neck was thick, and he said angrily: "Sister-in-law, can't you think about Brother Houyi." ”

Chang'e said lightly: "I don't have to worry about your eldest brother's affairs." ”

Xingtian clenched his hands into fists, the green tendons on the back of his hands were rising, his tiger eyes were full of bloodshot, and his square face turned into fiery red barbecued pork, Xingtian roared angrily: "The eldest brother has been invited to the Ancestral Witch Hall by Lord Dijiang, do you know?" ”

Chang'e's expression froze slightly, and then she smiled, she laughed so much that the heavens and the earth were discolored, everything withered, Shiji was very cold, she knew that Chang'e was angry, very angry.

Xingtian's eyes were dull, he lost his mind for a moment, he came back to his senses in a cold sweat, his heart was cold, he was beautiful in an instant, peerless face, he never thought that a woman's sneer would be so terrible.

Chang'e stood up, her clothes were black and her hair was black, her feet were covered with frost, I don't know when the day and night changed, the moonlight was like frost, the ground was white, she stood in the moonlight and was sacrosanct.

"Sister-in-law......"

"Needless to say, you can come and tell me, it's already a heart. Chang'e waved her hand, "You don't want to get involved in this matter." ”

Xingtian was angry for no reason, very angry, and this sentence again, why did they all say this to him, why were they all so stubborn, the eldest brother was like this, the sister-in-law was like this, and the father was like this, what would happen if you let one step go.

Xingtian sighed and said extremely dejectedly: "Sister-in-law, take care, Xingtian ......"

"Boom!"

"Wow~~"

The heavy rain came suddenly, pouring down, without warning, the rain curtain became a curtain, the heaven and the earth were cut to pieces by the water curtain, only the stone house, the laurel, and the people under the laurel were not in the rain, they seemed to be drawn out from the heaven and earth, and they were left behind and independent.

Xing Tian let the heavy rain pour down from his head, his thick hair was washed into strands by the rain, the cold rain hit his face, poured on his heart, and the rain fell to the ground along his earlobes, chin, and fingers.

He bowed to the rain curtain, his voice completely drowned out by the rain.

The heavy rain curtain was still, the rain curtains parted, and a white hand stretched out, this is a soft and boneless hand, the hand is very clean, not big, but it has monstrous power, it moves slightly, only one hand covers the sky, blocking the moonlight, it stretches out to the laurel.

"Smack!"

The rain curtain is reversed, the rain curtain is cracked, the moon is like a waterfall, the same is a hand, a flawless hand that deceives the snow and frost, the two hands intersect in the void, hand in hand, hand in hand, hand in hand, heaven and earth freeze, the rain curtain freezes, and becomes a tall mirror erected between heaven and earth, the moon becomes rain, and the silver rain is one after another.

"Click, click, click......"

The mirrors were full of cracks, and the cracks expanded rapidly, and the countless mirrors shattered with a snap, and were instantly collapsed into ice slag by the silver rain.

The white hand was withdrawn, and the rain reconnected to the rain curtain reappeared, and out of the rain curtain came a woman in black clothes and white hair, as if she had walked out of the mirror, and seemed to be still embedded in the mirror, her robe was terrible black, thicker than the night, her hair was very white and not as white as snow, it was a kind of bone white, white and textured.

Her facial features are exquisite, her two eyebrows are not very harmonious, straight and stiff fly into her temples, her eyes are extremely cold, there is a cold chill, she doesn't look very old, a little girl of seventeen or eighteen, her immature face and white hair make her have an extremely rebellious temperament.

Her gaze swept over the heavy rain and then swept over the rocks under the osmanthus tree, and finally stopped at Chang'e, she looked coldly at the peerless beauty under the laurel tree, and said coldly: "Chang'e, do you really want to protect her?"

Chang'e frowned slightly, she smiled faintly, and said, "I didn't expect you to come?"

The little girl said coldly: "Chang'e, hand over Shiji, I won't embarrass you." ”

Chang'e sneered, "You don't embarrass me? Xuanming, Houtu has never been so ashamed in front of me." ”

"What qualifications do you have to mention my sister?" Xuan Ming instantly exploded, her white hair stood up like bone spurs, and her eyes turned from black to white, "I'll just say how dare she blaspheme my sister with a little stone spirit, it turns out that you connived at her back!"

Saying that, her fist fell, Chang'e frowned, she raised her hand and pointed at it, a round of silver plates flew up, and the silver plates put immeasurable brilliance, and the brilliance pushed the rain up the sky, Xuan Ming hit the silver plate heavily with a rolling cold fist, and the silver plate shook violently, but it did not fall.

"Come again!"

Xuan Ming's fighting spirit was high, she punched out her two fists together, and hammered down fiercely against the silver plate, Chang'e's face sank, and the top of her head showed a clear Qingyun like water, and an ancient laurel tree above Qingyun was full of branches and leaves, Chang'e pointed to the laurel, and the laurel flew into the silver plate, and the silver plate turned into a bright moon.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Xuan Ming's fist is like a drum, the bright moon rises and falls, the moon is as thick as mercury, for a while, but it is difficult to break, the more you can't break through Xuan Ming, the more tyrannical she is, as the ancestor of the rain, she is not only warlike but also good at fighting, Chang'e is just the opposite, not only does not like to kill, but also is not good at killing.