The two figures walked out of the white-clothed door and walked down the side peak of the Tianshan Mountain.

The wine of the Tsing Yi folding fan rubbed the roots of his ears, several times he wanted to speak, and several times he wanted to speak and stopped, hesitating not knowing how to speak.

"Idiot, can't you trust me, senior sister can still harm you?" The two lines of the poem turned his head, stretched out his finger and poked at Jiu Sanliang's chest: "You, don't always see those beautiful women, just stare at people's chests, in fact, the hearts and eyes of these women in the rivers and lakes can be black, and the bigger the breasts, the darker the eyes." ”

"I didn't. Jiu Sanliang said innocently.

"You still dare to quibble. What poked in the chest of Jiu Sanliang was not a finger, but turned into a fist and fell heavily.

The fist fell, and the wine snorted, pursed his lips, and did not dare to refute.

"If you are told to go with me, you will go, and then grind and chirp, believe it or not, you will have to give the old lady of the Yu family to drink your stuff. Between the two lines of the poem, he turned around and walked briskly.

"Alas!" the wine shook his head, closed the folding fan, and could only follow closely.

In the side hall of the white-clothed gate, on the ground in front of Bai Letian, there was still a ball of dirty blood. This frightened Bai Yeyu, the little guy, he had never seen this battle, and for a while, standing beside Bai Letian, he was at a loss.

Seeing Bai Letian's eyes fall, two lines of tears fell down his cheeks like a flood from a broken embankment, and he muttered in his mouth: "Senior brother, you can't die, it's the junior brother who is not good, and I won't make you angry in the future." ”

These words amused Bai Letian, he pouted, and stretched out his hand to brush Bai Yeyu's head: "Senior brother, a manly man, you have to talk about it." ”

"Senior brother, if you die, who is willing to teach me to practice swords, and besides, our white-clothed door is gone, and we finally have a home. White Nightrain continued to mutter.

"That senior brother is not dead, you have to study hard in the future, listen to the words of senior brother, you know no. Bai Lotian smiled, feeling that with this little guy by his side, there would be nothing to be unhappy about in this life.

"Yes, yes. Bai Yeyu seemed to have just woken up, his big eyes were dripping, and he stared at Bai Letian's face: "Senior brother, are you really not going to die?"

"Cut, who is your senior brother, you can't die. Bai Lotian reached out and patted his chest, but coughed again.

Frightened, Bai Yeyu hurriedly ran to Bai Letian's side, staring at Bai Letian with his eyes, for fear that he would really die like this.

Bai Yeyu is also at that age when no one treats him very well, especially when he is still a kid, in ordinary people's homes, such a childish child is the age when he dares to do anything and dare to break into any disaster.

Bai Yeyu, who is in the door of white clothes, is no exception, but children of this age are also the most truthful times, whoever is really good to him, he is also really good to whom, he should cry and laugh, and he is the most fancy.

Outside the main hall of the white-clothed gate, Guo Xiaojiu walked down the stone steps with a knife, the last time he fought with Yu Fengyi, this lady's methods, he can understand very well, fortunately, he only needs to hold on to her hands for three moments, and after three moments, even if he can't kill Yu Fengyi, he can be hit hard.

Thinking back to Mobei, Guo Xiaojiu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in his heart, and he became the person who the mother and son of the Yu family would kill in a daze, of course, for the big hand behind him, Guo Xiaojiu also figured it out a little not long ago.

Some people really want him to die, just like at the beginning, even now, there are still people who always want Ning Buji to die.

He couldn't figure out these people, and he didn't know who they were, Ning Buji knew.

Woe is also known.

I don't know why, I thought of this little girl suddenly, Guo Xiaojiu chuckled and shook his head: "Madam, please." ”

When he spoke, Guo Xiaojiu had already stopped at the bottom of the stone steps, his saber dragged behind him, holding the knife in both hands, and jumped up suddenly, but the knife was still calm.

The pace under his feet was faster, and after a few breaths, he was already close to Yu Fengyi, and the saber left a deeper and deeper knife mark on the ground behind Guo Xiaojiu.

The sword suddenly lifted, carrying the strong wind that followed, and slashed down diagonally.

Yu Fengyi, who still had a smile on the corner of her mouth, also raised her hand in an instant and blocked it horizontally.

The two knives collided, and the two qi engines also collided together at the same time, Yu Fengyi did not dodge, and the momentum rose, not taking the lead, but it was already like a rainbow.

The horizontal knife burst out in the next instant, sending Guo Xiaojiu flying.

After landing on the ground, he quickly rolled on the ground, and his clothes were covered with a layer of snowflake crumbs.

Ning Buer, who was still standing in front of the main hall, raised his hands, his eyes closed, and was no longer disturbed by the outside world. The two Dao swords stood in front of him, hovering left and right, and the sword trick in his hand was pinching, getting faster and faster.

With the sword technique in his hand, his mouth changed with the words, but he didn't really hear it.

The horizontal knife was slanted into the ground again, and Yu Fengyi looked at Guo Xiaojiu: "How many decent tricks can you use in your body today?"

"Hehe, madam, to tell you the truth, I can still stand in front of you now, you should have to thank God for not taking me away, and you can still be happy with you. Guo Xiaojiu spit out two mouthfuls of turbid gas, and also forced the breath that invaded his body out of his body.

The fiery Zen staff of the Tibetan monk was already standing in front of him, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands folded, and the opening was a complicated Sanskrit exit.

The essence of Sanskrit culture lingered around Yu Fengyi's body, which locked her qi.

This monk from Tibet, the best skill is to block other people's qi, coupled with the blessing of the Zen staff of the nursing home, the Sanskrit secret method exported this time is more clever than the last time to deal with Guo Xiaojiu.

It wasn't until she felt that the qi in her body was slightly abnormal, that Yu Fengyi turned her head slightly and looked at Huo Miyu: "I didn't expect you, a little monk, to really have some skills, but they are all useless skills." ”

Stretching out a hand, wanting to grasp the Sanskrit, but couldn't reach it at all, the lady frowned slightly, and said a word in her mouth, "broken"!

Above the Sanskrit, the golden light that was originally flowing wantonly fell on Yu Fengyi, weakened by more than half, she licked her lips and smiled a little playfully.

Sitting upright, the fire was in full swing, but it was obviously uncomfortable, his whole face was red, and his breathing was much heavier.

But at this time, a knife came, Guo Xiaojiu took the opportunity to make a move, he always thought that he was a Jianghu person, not a righteous gentleman, and the idea of catching and killing was in his heart, but it would never rise.

The blade struck, grazing Yu Fengyi's slender waist without hurting a single bit.

On the contrary, he kept sticking diagonally on the ground, and Yu Fengyi refused to take the horizontal knife that he was looking at, so he slashed up at the right time and stabbed Guo Xiaojiu in the back.

Not daring to slack off, Guo Xiaojiu stepped on it, and his whole body deviated three or four steps, and he came again.

The timing of the collision of the two knives was another Sanskrit cultural substance, locked around Yu Fengyi's body.

The two knives collided together again, Yu Fengyi's qi machine was locked in half, plus Guo Xiaojiu's best fast knife, the knife is fast, and the feet are faster, Yu Fengyi shot several times, but they all fell in the air.

The essence of two Sanskrit texts lingered in succession, which made Yu Fengyi begin to pay more attention to this Tibetan monk.

Even if she doesn't need to be reminded by others, Yu Fengyi knows that it won't be long before the third Sanskrit text will appear.

"Hades is good, but the little ghost is difficult. In Yu Fengyi's eyes, a hint of fierceness suddenly appeared, she used the killing machine for the first time today, and she wanted to kill a monk.

Yu Fengyi's holy realm, separated by a line from heaven and earth, is not Guo Xiaojiu's holy realm, not the fiery holy realm.

Therefore, Yu Fengyi snorted coldly, and the resentment in her stomach suddenly vented, and the resentment was entangled in Sanskrit, and the golden light of Sanskrit loomed in an instant.

As she reached out and grabbed it, she held it tightly in her hand.

"Break!" was another loud bang, and Sanskrit was no longer substantial, turning into nothingness.

"Poof!" Huo Mi Tu raised his eyelids slightly, and the third Sanskrit sentence was interrupted by force, and all the previous efforts were wasted.

He didn't make another move, but slowly got up, reached out and held the Zen staff in front of him in his hand, and was already ready to turn around and leave.

"Still want to go?" Yu Fengyi has always been a woman who must be revenged, when Zhang Jiming said that she would bully Xiao Lao'er and the younger generations of the rivers and lakes, she said that she was a woman.

On the rivers and lakes, the words of the sage of Confucianism still work: "Only women and villains are difficult to raise." ”

She's not just a woman, she's a real villain.

The horizontal knife cut through the sky, and Guo Xiaojiu had no time to stop it, so he could only follow behind and force Yu Fengyi to stop.

Yu Fengyi wanted to let the dead, only Guo Xiaojiu and Ning Buji were still alive, she didn't think that Guo Xiaojiu's knife could really cause any irreparable injuries to her, so the knife never stopped.

The horizontal knife passed through the chest, piercing the fiery chest.

However, Huo Mi suddenly appeared outside Yu Fengyi's three feet, and there was no real wound on his chest.

At this time, the afterimage that was still on the horizontal knife slowly faded away.

The knife behind the horizontal knife was also close to Yu Fengyi's back.

Just in time, a moment passes.