Chapter 725: Shuyi Returns

"Hey, where are you taking me?"

"Go find your mother. ”

Bai Qiuqiu was frightened, "My mother thinks I can't beat the fox, and I have no interest, let me stay in the library to study hard, and I am not allowed to go out." ”

Shuyi, "......" who else do you want to beat as a rabbit......

Seeing that he was indifferent, Bai Qiuqiu hugged his hand and hummed, "I forgot to bring my carrot, I want to go back and get ......"

Shuyi's hand around its neck used three more points of force, so that it immediately had only breath out and no breath.

Descending the cloud steps, Shu Yi thought that he had left less than two hours, and at this time the city should be dark at night, but when he arrived at Cangwu Mountain, the sun was shining.

And the wind has brought a little chill of early winter, and the flowers and trees have withered a lot.

He didn't have time to think about it, he went straight to Wuxinju, Wuxinju's formation was broken, the door was wide open, and the wind around him floated with a chilling breath, which made him panic for no reason.

He took a deep breath before stepping inside.

The moment he stepped through the door, it was as if the whole world had collapsed.

The barren courtyard, the dried blood, the clumps of grass, the scorched and withered flames, and the frost crystals connected were all bright red.

He searched all over the Wuxindwelling, everything was there, but there was no one he had in mind!

The cold suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and then jumped to his heart, staring his eyebrows into frost.

The white ball ball was shivering again by his cold. It sniffed and sniffed out the heart very keenly, "This blood seems to be the blood of the emperor." ”

Suddenly, Shuyi's chest was humming dullly and suffocatingly, and he seemed to see Huaxin standing in front of him covered in blood, just like he had seen in Qingcheng.

"Can you smell her?" Shuyi held the white ball up in front of his eyes and looked at it.

The white ball ball was pinched half dead, struggling to the point of exhaustion, and before the carrot could be eaten, he immediately curled up with his paws and closed his eyes, pretending to be dead.

At this time, Shuyi knew what a deep sense of powerlessness was, and if the painting heart disappeared, he didn't even know where to find her.

Qing Chu chased the ice fox and ran all the way to the vicinity of Nian'an Hall, his little short legs naturally couldn't outrun Ji, if Ji hadn't deliberately waited for him, he would have lost it a long time ago.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up no matter how much he chased, the patience in his heart was gradually worn out, and he was full of anger, and with a wave of his little hand, a divine power hit Ji.

Ji rolled on the spot, and when she got up again, she had already turned into a beautiful woman, looking at Qing Chu with a smile.

The newborn child's state of mind is the clearest, the least easy to be bewitched, and in the early Qing Dynasty, there was an eighteen golden Buddha Bodhi beads to protect him from the light and dust, Ji naturally would not be stupid enough to use fox charm on this little doll.

So she turned into a bunch of rock sugar gourds and handed them to Qing Chu, who smelled the sweet and sour taste, and stared at the red fruit with a pair of eyes, shining.

"Little monk, I'll give you this string of rock sugar gourds, and you give me that string of Buddhist beads, how about it?"

Hearing this, Qing Chu's hand that just wanted to reach out to catch the rock sugar gourd retracted, and he touched the Buddha beads around his neck several times with his head stuffy.

Ji thought that Qing Chu was reluctant to the Buddha beads, and was thinking about how to fool this kid, but when he saw Qing Chu suddenly raised his dusty little face, he asked matter-of-factly, "I have a total of eighteen Buddha beads, and your string of rock sugar gourds is only seven, don't bully me for being young and illiterate, I won't do a loss-making business!"