Hanlian hibiscus noodles, the spring pool is waiting for a new look.

Crash!

In the lotus leaf spring pool, under the hot air, another head came out.

Tao Zi leaned on the edge of the spring pool, vigilantly looking at the head with his back to him, and before the man could turn his head, Tao Zi had already grabbed the Fengyi Sword in his hand.

The four eyes met, the pool water splashed, and the two couldn't help but fight!

But Tao Zi's sword was fixed in a corner of the spring pond before it could be used, and it could only move in a small area, and the female cultivator who had just arrived was imprisoned opposite Tao Zi.

She looked at Tao Zi viciously, eager to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Tao Zi had a smile on his face, but he secretly hated that he couldn't move here. If it weren't for this imprisonment, I should have succeeded.

The person on the other side, although his appearance has changed, he may be recognized by turning into gray Tao Zi.

The familiar night sword, the familiar hatred, but the cultivation has not yet built the foundation.

This person is Yuan Songlan.

Fujishima has been in the limelight recently, and Yuan Songlan can be regarded as moving when he hears the wind.

The enemy was very red when they met, and neither of them expected that it would be this way of meeting.

Yuan Songlan thought that the imprisonment imposed on her was all done by Tao Zi, and Tao Zi didn't bother to explain. Until......

"Tut-tut, wonderful, it turned out to be a lotus, but it was only seen in a certain life!

Tao Zi's heart sank, the surname of the person who spoke was Yu? Could he be Yu Jue, the owner of the golden toad?

Jin Toad is already a ninth-order strength, what kind of strength is her master? And he is also in this painting, could it be that he is the master of this painting?

"A beautiful and warm one, like a spring breeze, a hot one, but cold and noble, how can there be such a wonderful branch of Dilian!"

The plain cloth curtain on the edge of the lotus leaf spring pool was windless, and finally a phantom appeared, and when he walked to the edge of the spring pool, his whole body had already condensed.

At this time, Yuan Songlan had already discovered that something was wrong, her eyes were rolling, and she was desperately looking for the most beneficial way for herself.

Here, although you can still use spiritual power and divine sense, the space can't be connected, so you can't turn to Qu Lao for help. Yuan Songlan stared at the man who swept in front of him, but his eyes were focused on Tao Zi.

"Oh, it turns out that they are still two old acquaintances, it's rare and rare! It's just that it's like this, it seems to affect my painting a little. ”

This person was wearing a simple green robe, and his appearance was extremely ordinary, and as soon as he raised his empty hand, there were more desks, paper and pens and various colors of paint on the edge of the lotus leaf pond.

He cleaned his hands and carefully observed Tao Zi and the others, as if he was thinking about where to put his pen down.

Tao Zi looked at the visitor vigilantly, and did not let go of Yuan Songlan's slightest movement.

The disguise here is invalid, such as herself, such as Yuan Yuan, but Yuan Songlan's appearance can be described as changing greatly, how does she maintain her disguise?

Tao Zibai was puzzled, and at this time, the ordinary-looking man finally raised his pen with his sleeves, and the first thing he looked at was Yuan Songlan's direction.

Yuan Songlan wears a moon-white dress, her face is like frost, her lips are like fire, and she has a kind of beauty that bullies frost and snow, and Ling Ran is inviolable.

Tao Zi felt that her appearance and even temperament were somewhat similar to Congshan. But Congshan looks cold, but in fact her heart is hot, and Tao Zi has a good relationship with her. And Yuan Songlan looks a bit overkill.

Tao Zi simply turned his head and carefully looked at the sword in Yuan Songlan's hand, if it weren't for the fact that the Night Sword hadn't changed much, and he burst out with strong hatred just when he saw him, Tao Zi would definitely not recognize this person as Yuan Songlan.

The man looked at it for a while, and finally picked up the pen.

He first painted a pond in the shape of lotus leaves, and there was only one lone lotus in the pond, Tao Zi's heart was pounding, and the voice calling for himself became even stronger.

And the water in the pool seemed to be even hotter, and if it was a little hotter, I was afraid that it would not have time to escape, and it would be cooked.

The water in the pool continued to heat up, and suddenly, Tao Zi found that he couldn't move!

Moreover, Yuan Songlan was moving closer to him, and Tao Zi, who had just lost his ability to move, was also uncontrollably moving in the direction of Yuan Songlan.

Both men tried to control their actions, but it was all in vain.

Yuan Songlan's face was even uglier than Tao Zi, and the momentum she had originally disguised by her self-composure had long since turned into nothing, and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped from her face.

Gradually, they moved closer together, as if they were holding hands affectionately.

Both of them wanted to break free, but apart from the look in their eyes, they couldn't move their fingers involuntarily.

"Well, it seems like there's ......something missing," the man stopped, frowning.

"Tao Zi, let's deal with him together! You and I will be counted together if we escape from here!" Yuan Songlan gasped, and his words were not easy.

Tao Zi thought in his heart and did not answer.

The current situation is naturally that the two of them are dealing with this painter together, although Yuan Songlan's cultivation has regressed, Tao Zi knows that her magic weapon is the most.

But he and she have long had a deep grudge, and they both wanted to kill each other. Joining forces with Yuan Songlan is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger.

But Tao Zi finally bowed slightly at Yuan Songlan.

And the person who painted clearly heard and saw the eyebrows of the two, but he still frowned, still immersed in his own thoughts!

He slapped his thigh: "That's it!"

Tao Zi and the others became vigilant.

"The two of you don't get along well, I'm afraid that the roots have not yet been decided, so let's send them to the lotus pond separately first!"

As soon as the painter put away the desk, paper and pen, and waved his hand again, Tao Zi and Yuan Songlan both lost consciousness, like a broken plant.

......

The willows are still clinging, and the grass is green, which is exactly what the mid-spring looks like in the world.

I heard that the Danning Kingdom on the western border has just attacked more than 2,000 beauties, all of whom are beautiful and enchanting, and can sing and dance.

Denim is a beauty, and Nakara is a lot of singles.

Zhongliangguo was overjoyed and sighed that this spring was good.

Although there are more than 2,000 beauties, it is not enough for the dignitaries in the palace and the dignitaries from all over the country to understand each other, but when these two thousand beauties come, the prostitutes and maidservants who were originally captive by powerful families will inevitably flow into the people.

Due to the lack of a large number of women in Zhongliangguo, the number of female dependents is limited in the families of the emperor's relatives.

The number of women in Nagara is scarce, and the status is extremely low. Co-wives are not uncommon.

The palace wall is deep, and even such a sultry spring light can't shine.

There was an old woman in her forties, numbly picking up the medicine bowl on the ground, and numbly dragging away the corpse that had already bled and had no life.

Thanks to the strength she still had, she dragged the body to the door, glanced back at the cramped, stinking room, and took a hard sip of phlegm.

The house was quiet again.

Creak...... Poof!

The door of the cabinet was opened from the inside out, and a girl of seventeen or eighteen fell directly to the ground from the cabinet.

Her teeth were clenched, her brows were furrowed, and she was covered in water.