"I'm afraid you won't make it. Yuhe made a solemn posture, his eyebrows were murderous, and a ball of blue light appeared in the palm of his hand, and a thunderbolt sword light flashed in his wrist.

Seeing the situation, Jiumu also exerted some spiritual power on his two fingers and shot towards the blue light.

In an instant, two cold lights, one green and one pink, jumped up in the hollow to negotiate, and the fight was inextricable, Yuhe sometimes turned his arm and continued to exert force, and the blue light was like lightning, and it was fierce.

If it weren't for the seven hundred years of spiritual power of Uncle Xiao, it would have been really difficult to resist the fierce attack of this green light, but now that she has fought it, she knows that she not only understands music and rhythm, can cook and wash, but also has such strong spiritual power.

Jiumu secretly cursed in his heart: God is really unfair, unfair.

After a stalemate for a while, Jiumu was obviously on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't support it.

Seeing this, Yu He exerted his force again, only to see that the blue light was like a black cloud pressing towards Jiumu, Jiumu exhausted his spiritual power and suddenly felt physically exhausted, and was about to be overwhelmed by the blue light, suddenly, a sudden blazing white light appeared, and the blue light was scattered in all directions in an instant, Yuhe couldn't avoid it, and was shocked by the white light, and stumbled back like an electric shock and almost fell.

Both of them stopped their movements and looked at the source of the white light, only to see Zelan stationed at the door, the graceful young man in white who was holding the Dongliu sword, walked over with an indifferent face.

And next to him, the woman in red who accompanied him was the third senior sister Sang Lu.

Bing Ruohan was halfway through, and the corner of his eye swept to the broken bamboo flute on the ground, he stopped, picked up the bamboo flute lightly with his body, and slowly walked to Yu He, handed the bamboo flute, looked at her and said softly, "Tomorrow, I will carve another one for you." The tone is gentle, and the eyes are as light as water, but there is no lack of tenderness.

A little gentleness is a little thoughtful, a little ambiguous and a little distressed.

Yu He was very flattered, trembling slightly and taking the bamboo flute that was trampled in Bing Ruohan's hand, looking at Bing Ruohan's face was red, and his heart was full of joy and excitement, "Yuhe thank you Gongzi." ”

Jiumu looked at the little uncle and was stunned for a while, his internal organs were stuffy for a while, and his heart was immediately hollowed out:

"Tomorrow, I'll carve another one for you?" How many of them have Uncle Xiao given her?"

However, in just a few days, Uncle Xiao was hooked by Yuhe.

I thought that this would be the end, but unexpectedly, Uncle Xiao looked at Yuhe with a burst of sugar-coated cannonballs, and asked, "Where are you hurt?"

As the words fell, the eyes blinked like paint, like a broken starlight thrown into a clear pool of water, with a slight ripple, this look was very familiar, obviously very similar to the way he looked at himself after being drunk that night.

Jiu Mu's hands tightened, and the white bubbles that rose after the burns in her palms were squeezed and burst by the sudden force, and then blood and thick water droplets fell, and her heart ached:

I'm the one who was hurt.

Then I looked at Yu He looking at the sudden spoiling of the little uncle, his face was red with shame and he couldn't resist it, his tongue was knotted when he spoke, and his hands were hurriedly waved, "Don't worry, Childe, Yuhe ...... No injuries, no injuries. ”

And Sang Lu, who was standing on the side, looked at Yu He's shy appearance towards Bing Ruohan, flames jumped in his eyes, and he wrinkled his forehead and killed her up and down, and was about to kill her to relieve his hatred.

At that time, seeing that she was reliable, she was arranged here, and her nature was difficult to move, so she climbed to the little uncle so quickly, Sang Lu felt that she really lifted a stone and hit her own feet, and held back the fire in her belly, but in front of the little uncle, she didn't dare to scold her too much.

I had time to think about other things in the future, and I heard Bing Ruohan reply to Yuhe with the icing on the cake, "It's good if it's not hurt." ”

These two are enough.

"As soon as Uncle Xiao came back, he cared about whether the bamboo flute was safe or not, and whether Yuhe was injured, why didn't you ask what happened here first?"

Jiumu finally couldn't hold it back, pointing to the debris all over the ground, as well as the mottled but missing Shiquan Great Tonic Soup, full of grievances crawling into his heart.

I saw that Bing Ruohan's eyes drooped, he looked at the debris all over the ground, and then at Xiao Jiu, who was in a dirty mess, and said:

"As a disciple of Nanhuai Immortal Venerable, when you are dressed appropriately, you should look like this, don't go back and wash it and come back soon. ”

After hearing this, the corners of Jiumu's mouth trembled, he didn't even ask why he fell like this, just dressed decently and decently, Jiumu was sour, and the tears hidden in the corners of his eyes finally couldn't help falling.

This appearance is just so that you can drink the perfect tonic soup made by yourself, and this appearance is just to ask you to forgive me for not letting you drink that night and causing heart disease.

looks like this, but I don't want to see you treat Yuhe like this.

And you, like this, are you still the little uncle I know?

Jiumu stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears, her fingers were sticking to the blood flowing from the blood bubbles in the palm of her hand, and there was a trace of blood on the face of the dusty servant.

Bing Ruohan glanced at her back as she left angrily, her eyelashes flashed twice, and she was indifferent.

Yu He saw Jiumu leaving in embarrassment, and secretly smiled proudly in his heart.

Then he relied on Bing Ruohan's gentleness to himself, and behaved to Bing Ruohan, "Childe, this little girl is really temperamental, just a few words of quarrel with her, she will make a big deal with me." ”

The words fell, and then pointed to the bits and pieces on the ground and said, "Look, she is so reckless that she can't even hold a soup praise, and Yuhe will clean up this place." After speaking, he saluted Sang Lu and Bing Ruohan, and left happily to find cleaning tools.

Sang Lu saw all this in his eyes, of course it was not a taste, he didn't expect this Yuhe, but he also had three points of ability, in just a few days, he actually made this cold and indifferent little uncle look like two people in the past.

It seems that he really looked away before.

A farce out of nothing ended, Bing Ruohan glanced at the fragmented Ten Perfection Tonic Soup again, only to see that the mottled piece still had a slight heat left, and the faint smoke was blown away in an instant, he looked up and looked in the direction of the orchid room, and there was a little imperceptible pity in his eyes.

From time to time, Bing Ruohan remembered today's business, so he said to Sang Lu,

"Now, the corpse beast is becoming more and more rampant, occupying many peaks under my Zixia Mountain, if I don't remove them completely, I am afraid that there will be endless troubles. ”

After hearing what Bing Ruohan said, Sang Lu immediately turned his mind around and said, "Uncle Xiao has thought of a good way to deal with this demon beast?"

Bing Ruohan was a little embarrassed and said, "This matter needs to be considered in the long run." ”