Chapter 321: Flute

But this time, the little half-fairy finally saw the other party clearly, and he didn't expect that it was a little girl who was going to kill them again and again.

Seeing this touch of red-clothed jade feet lightly touched the trunk under his feet, the red figure slowly fell, it seemed to be a little lighter than the petals and snow petals fluttering in the wind in this cloud dream, and landed on the snow mound a few meters away from Wang Zheng's body, condescending, his eyes were proud of the snow, he looked up and sniffed the plum fang, his eyebrows were slightly tight, and his face was full of anger.

Lin Ruonan jumped off the back of the three-legged bird, a pair of jade feet fell on the snow, two bells were tied to the jade feet, a crisp sound, it was beautiful, she walked back and forth while naughty kicking the snow, like a little girl who did not understand the world.

The young man in Xuanyi sat quietly on the horse, slightly looking up at the life-saving benefactor in front of him, under the full arc of the moon, the dark eyes reflected the stunning red shadow, the delicate eyebrows, apricot-like eyes, a red butterfly with wings painted on the forehead, the untied hair scattered in the night breeze, a pair of snow-white bare feet were revealed under the red skirt, and the slender ankles were tied with dazzling silver bells.

The chair was a little high, her feet dangling in the air, her snow-white feet dangling, her toes round and small, very delicate, not as wide as an adult's palm. The soles of the feet are a little muddy, which is particularly eye-catching on the soft and delicate skin.

After a while, I saw a spoon in pink and white clothes running back from the wide street, just like a pearl of beautiful jade, with fine beads of sweat oozing on his forehead, and his pretty face was flushed, in the soft light of the morning sun, delicate and indecent, looking at the innocent nose and turning his head, should he be so enthusiastic in the early morning.

Young, immature, about fifteen years old. The complexion is too white, and he looks a little weak and pitiful. With long hair scattered and no ornaments, the girl slept quietly in the starlight. The stars flowed like rivers in her face. And her gently furrowed eyebrows are beautiful, soft, and graceful. Dripping, bright red blood like flower juice, a few drops fell on her beautiful cheeks. A few leaves fell on her forehead, lining the girl desolate and cold, and she was touching.

The girl who suddenly came out behind Cheng Be, with a lotus dress and a beautiful face. The girl has a graceful body and slender waist, and the blood is all over the room, and she stands there pretty, like a fragrant camellia after the heavy fog on the mountain has dissipated. She was beautiful and delicate, with a fair complexion and slender bones, and she looked so in need of protection.

The girl lay on her stomach on the edge of the ditch, holding a branch in her hand to hook something. Wearing a goose yellow shirt, the body is exquisite. When he heard me speak, he still put his hands on the ground and turned his head to look at me. What a pretty face, very young, only seventeen or eighteen years old. The facial features are not particularly outstanding when viewed separately, but they are delicate and cute together, and a pair of bright and clear big eyes make the whole person as lively and agile as an elf.

Fu Zheng tilted his head sideways, looking at Zhou Xiangxiang's side face, his long eyelashes trembled slightly with the breeze, and his fair and smooth skin reflected the shallow fluff under the moonlight, like a very cute little animal, and his pink little mouth was slightly pursed......

The hands like shallots were lazily covered with the blown snow, and the delicate bracelets inlaid with silver bells set the slender and smooth wrists, jingling, and removed, and the little red lips under the palm were over the June cherries, a puddle of rippling luster and a natural flush on the cheeks, which I am afraid that no kind of rouge gouache in the world could describe. The eyes were still closed, and the two rows of thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, overgrown. Just a yawn, more amorous than tired.

She walked slowly towards me, standing still in the bright snow, her beautiful eyes were shining, reflecting the brilliant snow, showing a gentle smile to the three of them, and suddenly felt a hundred charms.

The girl can be described as graceful and beautiful to the extreme, and her temperament is dusty, she is looking at this person curiously, her long eyelashes blinking, a pair of big eyes sparkling, flashing a little innocent and full of aura. Like a gentle breeze blowing gently, the girl with a dusty temperament really gives people a stunning feeling. Like a white fairy flower on the misty fairy mountain, she is so different.

In a pool of green lotus leaves, only a crimson lotus blooms in a high place, arrogant and domineering. The color was as red as rouge, as if it had been precipitated on it all summer, bright and dazzling.

The lotus pink clothes were soaked by the rain, although the delicate state is not as graceful and luxurious as the peony, not more graceful than the daffodils, but there is another unique summer lotus picture in the rain, which is more beautiful and lovely

Radiant and beautiful as the crown of jade, the country is fragrant, the face is greasy, the style is different, the clothes, appearance, character, conversation, elegance, feelings are completely different, it really took a lot of thought, ice clear jade, different customs, all of them are beautiful complexions, Fang dangshao Ling women, looking for prestige, only to see four sixteen, Seven or so beautiful posture, the girl with flowers and branches stood aside, the same pale red clothes, beautiful long hair, slender body, charming waist, although not yet mature age, but the light red lips and red face exude youthful vitality, like four budding buds, full of vitality.

I thought that there was no woman in this world who could be compared to Jiang Shuying, but in terms of appearance, Lin Ruonan and Jiang Shuying could be regarded as equal, but they were dressed in white, but the two women gave people a completely different feeling.

Jiang Shuying is like a fairy descending to the earth, not stained with fireworks, and Lin Ruonan, although it has not yet grown, has already shown the posture of heaven and man, delicate and arrogant, like a budding rose.

One is the delicate flower shining on the moon, such as the charm of spring flowers, and the other is the weak willow supporting the wind, such as the pitiful autumn moon. Two beautiful women stood in the hall, one captivating the country and the other peerless.

In the eyes of a brilliant and dazzling color, I can only see her face close at hand, like a blooming white peony, so beautiful and beautiful, like a cloud.

Peerless. Nana came. The gestures are full of elegance and refinement. Qingli Xianyan showed a sneer

Xiao Banxian had already guessed a few points when he saw her dress, and when he saw the jade pendant on her waist, he said coldly: "Who are you?"

Lin Ruonan tilted his head: "Why should I tell you." ”

Xiao Banxian said: "Why do you repeatedly kill the killer?"

Lin Ruonan said: "If I kill you, I will kill you, what reason is needed." ”

It was the first time that Xiao Banxian had met such a person, and he said coldly: "Your senior sister is kind to us, I won't kill you this time, but if there is a next time, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless." ”

Mo Liunian immediately reacted when he heard Xiao Banxian say this, this girl turned out to be Jiang Shuying's fifth junior sister Lin Ruonan.

Lin Ruonan sneered: "There is no next time, today is either you die or I die." ”

Lin Ruonan took out an emerald green flute from his sleeve, and as soon as the first note floated out, the little half-immortal felt that their brains exploded, and the little half-immortal thought that she was just relying on the three-legged bird to commit murder, but she didn't expect her cultivation to be so high.

The dark blue night was already red by the skyrocketing firelight, and the three-headed basilisk, spitting red flames from its mouth, transformed into thousands of fire snakes, all attacked the white-clothed flying man. The jade qin revealed a faint blue light, and the man with a peerless face sat upright in the air, his temperament was detached from the world, like a person outside the world, the corners of his lips were lightly raised, his wrist was slightly raised, and the sound of Qingyue Qin suddenly sounded.

As soon as he was about to have a seizure, he saw a pair of big eyes like black grapes looking at him curiously, and the anger in his heart disappeared immediately, he didn't say it, who dared to entertain Li Xian like this, except for Shangguan Wan'er, who else was Li Xian, Li Xian was helpless, but he could only smile bitterly, stretched out his hand from the bed, and tried to hug the little girl away.

Then as soon as the sky broke, Mrs. Chaozhu would leave with a cold face, but she turned back one step at a time, looking at Jun Mowen's eyes, there was always a trace of loneliness, a trace of sadness, a trace of helplessness and infinite tenderness.

Yin Ning held a somewhat cold finger, and suddenly thought of the moment when the silent young man lifted the curtain and strode out of the main hall. Everyone looked at the young servant, and the crowd was behind him. At that time, she didn't know him, and he never knew that there was a Luo Yining in the world. The two have never even met.

Chang Gong couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, tiptoed over, picked a leaf, and gently scratched it on his face, Gao Zhan seemed to feel a little itchy, unconsciously reached out to block it, and suddenly seemed to realize it, and opened his eyes suddenly.

When he ran in front of him, Yang Ding saw that there was still a person sitting behind him, petite and thin, azure gauze, blocked by Murong Chong's figure, even more thin as paper, it was Biluo.

The person in front of him replied in a voice that was not hurried. The sound also slowly entered the ears, and seemed to accompany his voice in the air, as if it had calmed down, and the chaos around it began to slowly calm down, in a trance, in this gray cloud, in addition to us on the street corner, there was only the light left around the shadow of this shadow, and under the reflection of the mist dissipated by the moonlight, I raised my head and saw a few words that his lips lightly opened. dispersed, and several white-clothed women jumped out of the apricot forest one after another, surrounding Murong Bining.

The unique free wind of the grassland swept up the fragrance of grass blades, and the cool feeling was like the gurgling water, shaking the unknown silk strings in her heart...... As she looked out into the vast sky, she saw a meteor streak across the quiet night sky, leaving a faint golden arc in the sky, and within a few seconds it was completely gone. In an instant, she felt an unprecedented tingling pain suddenly come from her mouth, as if a sharp sword had split her heart in half......

He floated out such a sentence lightly, sighed helplessly, turned to leave, the scattered black hair was blown by the night wind, the moon-white gauze robe was as thin as smoke, and in the blink of an eye, it was all melted into the layers of darkness, only the faint Du Yu Qing Qi still lingered faintly on the tip of his nose.

In an instant, the fruit tree man's body was stunned, and his head exploded directly, and the fruits on it were visibly shriveled, but until he died, he was still singing happily. This scene made Bai Xiaochun

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