"Yo Yo Yo, what a hatred, what a hatred, how much hatred this is, to provoke the Dragon Gang leader to make such a killing move. Accompanied by the voice, the ethereal fairy gradually showed his figure on the canopy, facing Long Xiaomo on the side, wearing a white dress fluttering in the wind in the dark night, bright eyes and bright teeth and eye waves, really a little bit of the Lingbo fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

In an instant, Long Xiaomo's heart seemed to have a feeling of pity and pity.

"In that case, let's do it. The voice suddenly became thicker, and the ethereal fairy in the canopy suddenly turned around, changing his posture as if he were a different person. The other half of the Ethereal Immortal was a majestic man dressed in purple. The iron-faced and bearded face is actually not much better than that Zhong Kui. And with the ethereal immortal's turn, the aura on his body immediately became stronger. In an instant, Long Xiaomo saw that the energy on his body changed from crimson to dark blue.

"I'll go, is this person a chameleon? Long Xiaomo muttered in her heart, but the move she made was like water spilled out. Sending and receiving freely is the legendary realm, and Long Xiaomo is far from reaching it.

"Open the mountain and break the palm. The Ethereal Immortal Tiger roared and slapped it with a palm. When the two palms touched, Long Xiaomo felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a sledgehammer. It took seven or eight steps back in a row before he barely took the stake and stood still.

After the first blow was successful, the ethereal immortal stopped. Standing up, rubbing his body and rushing towards Long Xiaomo, the half of the yin palm made an eagle hook, and the yang half pinched the vajra seal, and roared in a mixed yin and yang voice: "Corpses are all over the field." And vaguely you can see that the aura on his body is also half red and half blue.

Long Xiaomo suffered a dark loss, and his gangsterism rose again, stepping on a horse, and silently reciting the mantra in his mouth: "The breeze is blowing, the Tao is natural, all living beings are for my use, and I am as anxious as the law." Accompanied by the sound of the incantation, Long Xiaomo felt the aura in the mountains, and the yin qi in the cave filled the dantian again, and the two palms were stacked and pushed towards the ethereal immortal, and he shouted loudly: "Break."

When Long Xiaomo's palm power was pushed forward again, he saw that the ethereal immortal's figure suddenly twisted like a snake in mid-air, completely avoiding Long Xiaomo's palm wind. There was a faint smile in his mouth: "Twice in front of my ethereal immortal, it seems that the son underestimated the slave family." In the voice of a sneering voice, the Ethereal Immortal turned behind Long Xiaomo again.

"What a quick effort. Long Xiaomo thought. "Flame Disease" Long Xiaomo turned around and used the hand-to-hand combat trick of the Qingfeng Thirteen Style.

But the master made a move, and the difference was between the millimeters, at the moment when Long Xiaomo turned around. Long Xiaomo only felt that several large acupoints on his elbows, shoulders, and waist were hit at the same time. There was a scream of Xing Ling'er and the madman next to him from his ears. At the same time, Long Xiaomo felt that there was a huge cloth bag to put himself up.

After being loaded, Long Xiaomo only felt the darkness in front of him. I don't know what kind of material the cloth bag is made of, and the sound outside is inaudible. I could only feel that my body was rising and falling, and I felt as if I was being carried by an ethereal fairy on my back to perform light skills, and I kept jumping. And by feeling, sometimes the Ethereal Immortal would swing from side to side, as if he was dodging Xing Ling'er's attack with his body.

Long Xiaomo's head spun quickly in the bag: "After this guy defeated me, he didn't continue to kill Xing Ling'er and the madman, and quickly left the battlefield. It seems that this guy's target is not Xing Ling'er, not Xuanzang, or for me. But it's weird. I, Long Xiaomo, want money or not, have no power, and are almost useless except for being handsome. Don't be handsome, handsome?" Long Xiaomo subconsciously covered her buttocks and thought: "Could it be that my chrysanthemums are also going to be lost." ”

In the midst of the turbulence, Long Xiaomo felt that the ethereal immortal's figure gradually stabilized, no longer swaying left and right to avoid the enemy, it seemed that he had gotten rid of Xing Ling'er's pursuit. Running towards a certain place in a fixed place.

"Damn, I don't care if he won't be able to survive the night, I'll get enough sleep first. "After all, Long Xiaomo has been running and fighting all night, and her physical strength has been seriously overdrawn. According to his unstingy character, he also said that he would sleep in this cloth bag.

When she opened her eyes again, Long Xiaomo found herself lying in a warm quilt. Long Xiaomo moved her limbs and found that she was not bound by ropes. He suddenly remembered something and quickly reached out and touched the back of his buttocks. "Shhhhhh It seems that the Ethereal Fairy, a half-male and half-female dead ladyboy, has not done anything out of the ordinary with herself.

Thinking of this, Long Xiaomo's heart suddenly let go of more than half of it, and a carp was about to get up from the bed. "I'll go. Long Xiaomo's feet felt that the dantian was empty with a little force, and he couldn't borrow any internal strength, and he couldn't even do the simplest carp fighting.

"Hey, it looks like someone drugged medicated. This situation was not unexpected by Long Xiaomo. was tied up by someone, and no more prohibition was beyond Long Xiaomo's expectations. Thinking of this, Long Xiaomo slowly felt relieved. Slowly stood up from the bed, and as Long Xiaomo expected, his basic movements were still unaffected.

"Hey, anyone?" Long Xiaomo gathered her hands in front of her mouth and shouted exaggeratedly. There was no one else in the empty room, it was very elegantly furnished, there was a faint aroma that seemed to be there, it seemed to be a girl's room.

"Hey, hey, hey, who are you, no one came out to talk to Lao Tzu here. Long Xiaomo shouted loudly, raised his feet and walked outside the house.

Outside is a small courtyard, there is a rockery fish pond in the yard, the garden is planted with peonies, and there is a small wonderful person standing next to the peony flower.

Seeing that it was a woman, Long Xiaomo's courage strengthened a little, and she walked over majestically, patted the woman's shoulder, and asked, "Sister, where is this?"

After a beat, the wonderful person suddenly woke up, suddenly turned around, and smiled at Long Xiaomo.

When Long Xiaomo saw it, her face turned red. To say that Long Xiaomo knows a lot of girls. Although Ma Xiaocui is a little pepper, she is youthful and beautiful. Xing Ling'er is not only a first-class figure, but also a dignified and beautiful lady. There are also those dewy marriages who were stained with flowers and grass by Long Xiaomo outside, but were finally beaten by Ma Xiaocui and mandarin ducks, all of them have their own appearances. But the woman in front of her is different from them, she has a bit of a mature feeling, with boundless charm in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and her eyes seem to be able to see through your soul when they look at you. The pear vortex at the corner of the mouth revealed subtlety in gentleness, and all the words seemed to be about to be spoken, and Long Xiaomo was reluctant to move his eyes away again when he saw it for the first time.