The blue waves are rippling, and Sister A is dressed in a light green shirt, with her sleeves flying. Her long hair was supple, like grass at the bottom of the water, fluttering and tickling her face.

Sister, she looks so good.

Huan Huan was a little discouraged, if only he could have half of my sister's beauty.

In the blink of an eye, Sister Ah had already taken her across the lake and landed firmly on the embankment beside her.

Under the promenade, it is March when the grass grows and the warbler flies. The peach blossoms stretched out their bewitching figures, shaking off countless petals and raining down.

Young men and women, in groups of threes and twos, either chanting poetry or rowing boats.

The world is full of flowers in March, which makes people feel a little tired.

Sister Ah boarded her head and aimed at an octagonal tower on the shore of the lake. The eaves are pecked high, the eaves are arched, and there are more than a dozen scholars at the bottom, who don't know what sour poems they are reading.

Sister said hatefully: "My aunt and grandmother hate reading people the most in their lives, dumplings, pick a scholar to eat." ”

Duan Huan touched his head, "Sister, why do you hate reading people so much?"

"It's very sour, grinding and chirping, you can't pick your shoulders and can't lift them, and it's not annoying?"

"Don't you still hate your father and say that you don't know how to read because you have a bad brain?"

"I want you to take care of it!" Sister stomped her foot.

Huan hesitated: "That... So I'm going?"

"Wait!" Sister tugged at the belt of her dress, "Don't lose the face of our fox demon." Even if you're considered a youkai, you're the most beautiful youkai, you know?"

Wan Huan shook his head as if he didn't understand.

Seeing that Sister A's expression instantly became hideous, she nodded hurriedly.

Sister A smiled with satisfaction, and with a decision in her hand, a soft light sprinkled on her.

Wan Huan turned his head to look at the water.

The way I used to be is no longer there. Instead of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, with a small cherry mouth, distant mountains and eyebrows, and eyes like autumn water, just standing there motionless is enough to make people lose their minds.

It's beautiful.

Dango is so beautiful.

Dango should also become beautiful!

Huan Huan turned back three times in one step, expecting Ai Ai, "Sister, then this time I... I... Really went?"

"Go, go, Dango, I'll wait for you above. ”

After a gust of wind, Sister Ah has disappeared.

It's a trembling thing.

Duan Huan only felt that his feet were sinking, as if he had dragged a thousand catties of iron.

I'm sorry, carrots in the backyard, and in order to become beautiful, the dumplings will eat men from today onwards.

Man, man, where are you.

When Huan Lian moved lightly, he slowly moved up to the second floor, staring at the dozen scholars in front of him, and fell into deep thought for a while.

But Sister didn't tell her how to eat, alas?

Where do you start?

How can she suck the blood without killing her?

You can't come forward and ask: This son, can you please stretch your neck over and let me take a bite?

While he was still hesitating, Leng Buding saw Sister A hiding behind the crowd, and made a cold gesture to her to wipe her neck.

The eyebrows of joy are frowned.

It just so happened that his vision was obscured by a scholar in white.

"What are you looking for, this young lady?"

The scholar was white and clean, with two dimples when he smiled, and he looked very kind. He held a folding fan in his hand, and folded his hands together.

Wan Huan didn't understand the etiquette of the world, and he also clenched his fists and saluted back: "I... I'll just look around. ”

The scholar smiled, "I'm afraid Miss hasn't been out before." Today, the sun is excellent, and the peach blossoms on this embankment are blooming just right, which is a good time to visit. ”

It is, it is.

Wan Huan stared at the scholar, but he was thinking in his heart: This is your own immortal come to the door, so you can't blame me for being ruthless.

Thinking that he was about to do a bad thing, he was faintly excited.

Monsters, it's really not a good thing.

Huanhuan learned from the way Sister A seduced men in the past, and tried to suppress her voice, making her voice sound charming and pretty.

"It's my first time here. If Childe is not busy, can you take me to the river bank below?"

The scholar's face was overjoyed, as if he was a little excited, but he tried to hold on.

He raised his hand and made a "please" gesture, "Miss, please." ”

"Childe leads the way. ”

Wan Huan followed the scholar slowly downstairs.

She secretly checked the terrain, and the corner of the second floor was hidden on all sides, very secretive. If she moves fast enough, she should be able to suck a mouthful of his essence blood in an instant.

Her eyes kept on glancing at the scholar's neck.

You have to watch the position well, so as not to hurt people's lives.

Although Huanhuan is a monster, he has the rules of a monster. She has never liked to kill innocents.

The two of them also walked to the corner where they were happy.

Without hesitation, the fangs lit up, and the scholar had already noticed that something was wrong, and a fierce man turned around and saw the shining teeth of the full joy.

A terrible scream.

It scared everyone a lot.

In a panic, she revealed her true form, with three fox tails behind her.

The monster who was scared out of his original form, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm the first.

It's a shame to be thrown home.

The scholar's face turned white with fright, his feet softened, and he cried out, "Fox...... Fox...... Fine!"

Wan Huan was about to step forward, but he heard Sister A's shouts coming from all directions, "Tuanzi, run!!"

Huanhuan turned around, but only saw a flash of white light in front of him.

Among the peach blossoms flying in the sky, a face came from nothingness.

The man's eyebrows were as sharp as a sword, his eyes were as clear as a cold pool, his nose was stiff, and his lips were red. His skin was white, like fine jade, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, there was a faint glow of water.

The petals dance lightly, like a sea of flowers.

There was a faint smell of flowers in the air, and I couldn't tell whether it was the man's fragrance or the peach blossom's fragrance.

A few petals fell on the top of his head, adding a touch of demonic energy.

Wan Huan was stunned for a moment, and sighed lowly: "My sky, there is such a handsome man in this world?"

However, in the next second, Huanhuan only felt that Mount Tai was overwhelmed, as if there was a jack on his head.

The sky suddenly spun in front of him, and he let out a miserable cry, and then "grunt" a few times, and fell into a void of darkness.

"Knock".

She didn't know what she had bumped into, and she almost cried in pain.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the darkness in front of me, and there was no movement at all. It was like she was in a container with some mess in it.

She reached out and touched it, as if it were some kind of iron tool.

She... Where is this?

Huan staggered to his feet and tried to escape with his mana, but his whole body seemed to be restrained, and he couldn't use any mana.

I only heard a nice male voice with a chuckle, "Little fox, my Qiankun bag is an ancient magic weapon for collecting demon alchemy, and even a 10,000-year-old goblin has nowhere to escape." I advise you to stop struggling uselessly. ”