Images flashed through his mind, but his small body could bear so many memories, leaving only a few pictures, and then fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up again, I was lying on a big cyan bed, and the white brocade was spread on my body, like a layer of white snow attached to the green mountain, and the corners of my mouth murmured, and I could only vaguely hear the word "slash".

Mother Liu reached out and stroked his smooth forehead, "It's okay", took the brocade quilt away again, lifted his clothes, and had a small handprint on his heart, with a faint layer on it*, "The recovery is not bad, don't look any further, Ru Xuan is gone, and so are you, you are all so big, you don't know the severity." ”

"Mother Liu, what is the slash? Is it a knife? I feel like it's very important to me. Qixing said weakly, his hands reaching out to the sides, but he didn't grasp the familiar feeling. A snow-white dagger was placed in the palm of its hand, "Don't look for it, you found it?" Liu Ma didn't realize for a moment that he suddenly said so many words, which was completely different from the previous Mu Ne, who didn't spit out a word for ten days.

Qixing held the dagger with both hands and pulled out the dagger, a touch of snow white, reflecting the dark eyes, like a memory, like a trance, back to the way it was before, and where he knew the sea, a crystal ball of light rotated quietly, scattering a soft light, and a natural rule was wrapped around it, ready to eliminate it, but there was a dark attribute rule blocking it, guarding the most precious memory.

"What the hell am I forgetting?" Qixing shouted, his face distorted, a layer of fine sweat secreted from his body, and finally, his weak body could not withstand his tossing, and lay down backwards, Liu Ma took the dagger inserted downward, and her heart was full of horror, and she only thought that the person in bed had a nightmare.

Tomorrow is indeed as she expected, Qixing returned to his previous state, rarely spoke, but held a black knife in his hand, no matter what Liu Ma said, he just never put it down, Liu Ma was docile, and saw that he did not hurt himself, so he let him.

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A village, the earth-colored dirt road is curved and spread, and the two sides are full of unknown wildflowers, red, white, purple, yellow, within reach, surrounded by a natural rural atmosphere, and a thin horse pulling a red chariot is swinging slowly, attracting farmers who carry hoes all the way.

The flower curtain was lifted, revealing a beautiful face, and occasionally the old man who looked here turned over in the paddy field with a hoe on his shoulder, splashing a piece of mud, thinking that the smell of the soil was very good, Xu Yan'er couldn't help but smile, her white slender fingers covered her red lips, a few strands of black hair fell from her forehead, and the white brocade robe was draped on her body like a daughter.

Next to her, a handsome man held a white feather fan in his hand, elegant and elegant, even if he didn't look outside, but his hearing was sensitive and he knew what was going on, "It's a blessing to be able to smile at the Pomeranian." "It's too boring for me to see that this kind of car ride, why don't we go all the way, junior sister, what do you think?"

Lian Xin Zhuoyan said, closed the white feather fan, and looked at the beauty in front of him, such as the picture in his eyes, even if he saw it for a long time, he felt amazing, as for the two of them who had been invited before, he sent it away early, such a beauty, if there was an extra man, it would definitely make him feel twisted, even if he returned to the sect and became infamous, but so what.

"Ahead is where the wicked man is, if he does such a hurtful thing, he will be killed, otherwise it will be difficult to suppress the law. ”

Xu Yan'er sat in a white robe, walked slowly, stepped out in one step, and advanced three or four feet, like a man's dress, with a round bun, a scholar's hat on his head, his face was white, he smiled before he spoke, and he was more weak, which attracted attention. Lian Xinzhuo is dressed in the same way as her, with a snow-white sword at her waist, and her figure is magnificent, and she knows that it is extraordinary at a glance.

The two looked at the courtyard in front of them, "There are some doorways, and I don't know which little demon is making waves here, and he dares to harm the women and children of the good family", Lian Xinzhuo naturally smelled the slightest demonic aura and a faint evil spirit, glanced at the junior sister, pulled out the sword at his waist, and a trace of sword qi was released, cutting off the door bolt, and the two entered, and greeted the middle-aged man with a stick in both hands, short clothes, and a touch of blood red splashed from his neck.

Lian Xinzhuo's eyes were bright, and in the courtyard, an obese man was in sharp shape, and ran inside, "Immortal Master save me", making his eyes show a touch of mockery, "A short-sighted demon beast dares to speak of an immortal master, it is really unashamed." "Senior sister, wait a minute, I'll come when I go." With that, he chased after him.

Xu Yan'er turned around, her spiritual sense was too strong than ordinary people, and she walked towards the door, a palm print slammed on a thick gray wooden board, boom, revealing a passage, and a red light came from below, she jumped down, the art master was bold, and she had just been promoted to make her heart strong.

Two rows of bright firelight extended inside, and there were faint pains, crying, and joyful sounds coming out of it, and a red-faced man shook his head, and suddenly stopped and looked carefully at the man in white, "Beauty, come here, give", before she finished speaking, her neck and head flew away, lying quietly on the stone slab, and she continued to walk inside.

The divine sense probed, stood quietly, blushed, put down the Xianggui sword, sucked in his right hand, and dozens of small stones fell from the wall, the divine sense attached, and threw it forward, and the bangs sounded one after another, bringing dozens of pigs into the Yellow Spring, "The thief has been killed, you can go." Dozens of women who were still stunned woke up, but there was a low cry.

"A little entanglement, maybe it will do you something. ”

With a flash in her hand, a golden light flashed, and with a turn in her heart, she changed it to silver, and it fell into their hands, and she was not ready to enter, turning around, Lian Xin Zhuo stood beside her, and threw an ugly man in Taoist costume to the ground, and the other party made a squeak in his mouth, turning into a big yellow rat with a gold stripe on his back, which was connected to the end of the tail.

"You can't be left behind. A palm print slapped down, slapping the other party into meat sauce, "Senior sister, let's go." There was a faint sound of thanks behind him, and the two flew all the way, "Senior sister, don't think too much, as the saying goes, when the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, we will do our best, and we will eradicate it when we see it, and it will not lose morality." ”

"What the senior brother said is very true, and the senior sister thinks too much. "The past is unbearable, even if it is difficult to go through, she did not leave to enlighten those women, the path she has traveled is far from theirs, and it is better to give some silver than to give some silver.

"Senior sister, the next stop, let's go to the mortal palace, and see how they do things, I don't know if such a thing happens in the realm, if the atmosphere of the palace is not right, it must be destroyed. With a flick of the sword light in his right hand, a spike broke off from above, and then turned into dozens of pieces, falling into the dirt, and eventually turning into mud.

"Senior sister, you have mastered the three sword tricks you taught before, and next, I will guide you to practice the dragon riding technique. ”