Before the carriage was halfway through, Han Xiaoxi was already in a-for-tat state with Xuan Mo.

Seeing Han Xiaoxi's injured expression, Xuan Mo was also a little flustered in his heart, and he didn't choose to say anything for a while, and said directly.

"If that's what you think, then that's what you think. ”

As soon as Xuan Mo said this, Han Xiaoxi felt even more uncomfortable in her heart, and what she hated the most was this cold words, she turned her body slightly sideways, and there were tears in her eyes.

"Then so, Lord Night King, go by yourself, and I'm going to find the other men to see if they can be reasonable. ”

Han Xiaoxi's words were deliberately angry with Xuanmo, but Xuanmo was like the stagnant water, and his expression did not change in the slightest, which made Han Xiaoxi feel a little more angry.

Damn it.

This man is really soft and hard.

Of course, I can't come hard.

It's better to just calculate, even if she is the princess of the night, she is also qualified to have fun.

If the Night King is willing to turn a blind eye, she doesn't mind the green grassland growing above the Night King's head.

She sat up immediately, with a bit of temptation and provocation in her eyes, while Xuan Mo had a cold face, as if to speak.

You try.

You try it.

You dare to stand up, you try......

Han Xiaoxi's courage is no less than that of the Night King, otherwise he would not be able to find his own end, but he would marry this Lord Night King who does not enter the oil and salt.

"I'm really leaving. Goodbye, Lord Night. ”

Han Xiaoxi was really not afraid of "death" and stood up, and deliberately shook his body arrogantly in front of Xuan Mo, and at the moment when he was about to leave the carriage, he was swept back into the carriage by Xuan Mo like a whirlwind.

"You're dreaming. ”

Xuan Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at this little woman who was "dead", he had to be angry with himself, was this little woman happy?

"What's the matter, Lord Night Can Green Me, Can't I Green Back? Anyway, whether you come back or not, I'm going to have sex every night. ”

Han Xiaoxi's words were really amazing, he was tightly pressed by Xuan Mo, and he couldn't spit out a word of anger, but Xuan Mo still felt his temples jump suddenly.

I felt like my blood was going backwards, and I was tightly choked by this little woman.

"You...... You...... I said, "Okay." ”

Xuan Mo's eyes seemed to have a cold arrow hidden, and he pressed his hand tightly around Han Xiaoxi's neck, as if he was pinching her lifeline, but in fact, Han Xiaoxi threatened him.

Han Xiaoxi didn't say a word, just waited for the Night King to say those words himself.

“......”

"Why don't you speak?"

Xuan Mo asked her nervously, as if he was very worried about Han Xiaoxi, for fear that she would be angry, so he cautiously tested her emotions.

There is a lot of temptation between these two people, you tempt it, I try it, this playful routine makes people feel extremely happy.

"Nothing, do you even say it?"

Han Xiaoxi pretended to be relaxed, and removed Xuan Mo's hand from her mouth, finally getting rid of the shackles of this demon, she didn't want to enjoy her own sense of freedom.

"The golden flute cuckolded me, and it was in this carriage. ”

Xuan Mo told the truth in a serious way, which was 108,000 miles away from Han Xiaoxi's original imagination.

"What?"

Han Xiaoxi stared at those eyes, his big eyes were full of doubts, as if there were ten question marks on the top of his head, lined up from left to right.

"Whatever. ”

Xuan Mo tried hard to bring this matter over, but Han Xiaoxi had no intention of letting Xuan Mo go, there was an obvious smile in his eyes, but he couldn't laugh directly, and he almost didn't suffocate Han Xiaoxi to death.

"You...... Ha ha...... The Night King would have ...... too."

Han Xiaoxi's reaction was completely expected by Xuan Mo, he completely expected that Han Xiaoxi would let out such a not pleasant laugh at all, laughing at Lord Night from beginning to end.

"What's wrong?!" Xuan Mo deliberately said those words coldly, but he still deeply felt from his heart that his male self-esteem was insulted.

He even regretted it a little, he shouldn't have said it after all, and he was afraid that this little woman would laugh for the rest of his life.

But her next sentence was also unexpected by the Night King.

"Why did she do that?"

When she asked, she was caring about the Night King with her own sincerity, without the slightest hint of ridicule.

Of course, the face just now is one thing, but the understanding of women also makes her feel particularly vigilant.

Simply with the strength of the Night King, it would not cause Jin Di to suddenly act like this, if the two were in love, how could this kind of problem occur.

It's not that some people have premeditated it.

In fact, Han Xiaoxi's guess is not biased, she has thousands of years of experience in knowing people, and she is even more comfortable in solving cases.

She can still deduce this clearly.

"Huh?"

Xuan Mo didn't want to answer this question, and there was a little more dodge in his eyes, but Han Xiaoxi followed his example and stepped up tightly, clasping the Night King's jaw.

The delicate skin lingered on his jaw, and the soft touch was as soft as a feather, teasing the Night King.

"I didn't expect that Lord Night King also wanted to avoid things, but now that the golden flute is still with the Emperor of Heaven, and has been sent to the Demon King, doesn't Lord Night King want to know the reason for this?"

Han Xiaoxi's hint was very obvious, she was saying that this golden flute was very likely to have a close connection with the kings of the three realms, and the Night King was just one of them.

"What you said is very reasonable," Xuan Mo really appreciated Han Xiaoxi's talent, but now he pressed his head to make him admit that it was really difficult, "Let me think about this matter first, and think about it in the long run." We're going to Zhong Yiming's hiding place soon, you deal with the matter in front of you first. ”

Xuan Mo didn't care about it, and it was the first time I saw it.

Han Xiaoxi pointed to his nose in surprise and let go of the hand that controlled the Night King.

"What? Wait! What do you say...... I'll take care of it?"

Han Xiaoxi came over with a dead face, wasn't it just to watch the excitement?

Why is the Night King planning to put all the responsibility on Han Xiaoxi, and then wash his hands and watch the show happily?

"Don't make a fuss. Han Xiaoxi hurriedly waved her hand, but the Night King grabbed her hands emotionally, and then gently licked the tips of her fingers with the tip of his tongue.

This ambiguous feeling spread rapidly in the air, but this time it didn't take away Han Xiaoxi's reason.

"Don't make a fuss......"

She laughed and pulled her hand out of the Night King's hand, and then pushed the Night King's broad chest, and she quickly shrank into the corner.

But the carriage had already arrived at its destination, and Han Xiaoxi lifted the curtain only to find that Xuan Mo was clearly deliberate, and this hiding place was not elsewhere, but a swampy forest.

What was hidden in this forest were all ancient-level terrifying monsters, and Han Xiaoxi had already seen the power of this forest last time.

And in such a terrible forest, living in it for a long time, Zhong Yiming is afraid that he is no longer a human or a devil, and has become a terrible four.

Han Xiaoxi's sense of fear arose spontaneously from the soles of his feet and climbed up his scalp, but the lingering tingling sensation made Han Xiaoxi feel even more uncomfortable.

She sighed and hurriedly stepped back, wanting to say no to the Night King.

But Xuanmo pushed Han Xiaoxi firmly from behind, and just walked into this terrible swampy forest.

"No, no, no, no—"

Han Xiaoxi resisted with satisfaction, but it was useless, and the Night King pulled her into this terrible forest.

She could only carefully hide behind Xuan Mo, revealing her little head, spying on the surrounding information, eager to stand on Xuan Mo's shoulders and obediently be a bird.

"What are you doing?"

Xuan Mo turned around and looked, but he didn't find the little woman, and when he turned around again, he found her little head from the other side, he pulled her out from behind him, and then rested it in front of him.

"I ...... I'm scared. ”

Since Han Xiaoxi got married, he has been much less courageous than usual.

It is commonly known as "nest horizontal".

On weekdays, in front of the Night King, he is not afraid of the sky and the earth, but when he comes to this terrible swamp forest, he is afraid of everything.

She pulled out the silver hairpin she used for self-defense from her waist, and then transformed into a fine silver tassel, while Xuan Mo was calm, and she didn't even summon the magic weapon.

He looked at Han Xiaoxi and whispered to her.

"You say, what if we can't get out?"

Xuan Mo's words scared Han Xiaoxi, and he hurriedly wanted to hide under his arm, this little action was like a cute little rabbit, cute and cute.

"Can't get out, I'll screw your head off. ”

Han Xiaoxi muttered quietly, scolding her as the one who was scolding.

"Then will you die for me?"

Xuan Mo looked at her nervously, and his dark eyes projected a sinuous and intricate vine, and with a wave of his hand, the vine instantly turned into slag.

Immediately after that, he could only roll down a few arcs on the ground, and he couldn't move for half a minute.

This entangled vine has a super regenerative ability, but when encountering the terrifying spiritual power of the Night King, which prohibits growth, it can only have this kind of suspended growth.

So......

Lord Night is pretty much the nemesis of this terrible forest.

Han Xiaoxi couldn't stop covering his mouth, and he couldn't say anything for a long time.

He only admired the strength of the Night King's mana, and completely ignored the question of martyrdom.

And Zhong Yiming, thinking of guarding against everyone, never thought that Xuan Mo would go directly into such a terrifying forest with Han Xiaoxi to find her traces.

"Why is she hiding here?"

Han Xiaoxi spoke carefully, and there was a lot of uncertainty hidden in his words, but he was still very worried.

"Then why don't you ask Zhong Yiming directly in a while?"