Drawing Heart spat lightly, "It seems...... This Baili Festival is really not ordinarily lustful. ”

"That's why you shouldn't provoke him easily. ”

He Guang Tongchen moved a few inches to the banquet table, slightly staggered with the painting heart, and the wide sleeve robe was covered, and immediately hidden most of the painting heart's delicate body behind him.

"It seems that good things are coming, is the pharmacist already thinking about returning to the vulgar? ”

Although the Baili Festival is to raise a glass to the light and dust, a pair of eyes have never left half an inch of their hearts.

"Poison Venerable always thinks about things that shouldn't be bothered. He Guang Tongchen slowly drank the wine, although he smiled, a layer of gloom appeared in his eyes, and his voice was also cold, and he warned, "If the hand of the poison venerable can't help but want to reach out to the Qing Tower, the poor monk can't guarantee that it will be a dry bone or a stump to be sent back." ”

He Guang Tongchen has a gentle temperament, although he has never been waiting to see the Baili Festival, and he often talks and laughs, praises and ironies, and does not hurt the surface, such a direct warning is the first time, and the bottom of his eyes is also a chill that he has never seen.

"It seems that the pharmacist is quite angry today. Baili Sai did not laugh angrily, and said with a prodigal mouth, "Although the pharmacist is skilled in medicine and has tasted all kinds of herbs, he has a taste of good medicine and does not know the taste, no wonder the deity did not tell you, in fact, this woman is the best medicine in the world to vent fire, if you don't believe it, the pharmacist will go back tonight and try it." ”

For the prodigal movement of the Baili Festival, the people of Qingcheng have become accustomed to it, Qu Qianqian frowned slightly, thinking about how to describe tonight's information......

It seems that no matter how much he whitewashes the peace, several people are going to die......

Feeling the anger of Heguang Tongchen, Huaxin comfortingly patted Heguang Tongchen's hand, and shot out a cluster of red lotus karmic fire with his fingers, and the fire happened to fall in the wine cup that the Baili Sacrifice Fang was about to drink.

"I don't know if this red lotus karmic fire, which woman on the side of the poison venerable can leak?"

"Ahh

Painting heart hooked lips and smiled, the voice was tactful, the hundred miles of sacrifice was scorched by the flames, a scream, immediately lost the golden cup, when the cup flame was about to fall on the body of the hundred miles of sacrifice, the painting heart quickly flew to catch the marigold, pinched the cup foot and slashed the face of the hundred miles sacrifice, immediately drew a deep wound, the skin and flesh flew over.

The black blood snaked down the hideous cheeks of the Hundred Miles Sacrifice, making his face even more terrifying. Baili Sai almost didn't think about it, raised his hand to wipe the dirty blood on his face, and slashed at the heart of the painting with a wave of his palm.

Huaxin was about to try the depth of the Baili Festival, and immediately stepped up, but suddenly felt a tightness in her waist, and then a strong force pulled her behind her. When the painting heart fell into the arms of Heguang Tongchen, Heguang Tongchen happened to catch the palm of Baili Sacrifice.

The white clothes flew up, and the light and dust did not move a single bit, but the Baili Festival retreated three feet and hit the stone pillar of the top beam of the dragon and phoenix.

"I can handle it. Huaxin got up from Heguang Tongchen's arms, blushing and slightly reprimanded.

"His blood is poisonous. He Guang Tongchen slowly let go of the hand holding the heart of the painting.

As soon as Huaxin heard that it was poisonous, he immediately went to look at the hand of the same dust as the light, and said hurriedly, "Then are you okay?"

He Guang Tongchen took a piece of white silk and gently wiped his fingers, and comforted him in a low voice, "I'm fine." ”

The painting didn't believe it, but still broke his hand over and looked at it carefully, and was relieved to see that he was really fine.

Huaxin didn't tell Heguang Tongchen that she was invincible, because she was afraid that her identity would be exposed, and she couldn't explain it clearly.

He Guang Tongchen did not tell Huaxin that he was also poisonous, but he was greedy for her sudden concern.

Before the real anger of the Baili Festival was brewing, Nan Duli hurriedly came out to play a round, "Poison Zun has always been so temperamental, and there is no malice, he already knows that his words are not inferior to the fairy girl, so his subordinates have left a little affection, Yao Zun has always been magnanimous, you might as well accept his affection, don't worry about it anymore." ”

Nan Duli's words were sleek, and they were just deceiving and deceiving people outside Qingcheng, such as Dai Chun'er, such as Painting Heart.

The people in Qingcheng all know that when they make a move, where will there be affection, and they are all killers.

Nan Duli said this, just to get some face for the defeat of the Baili Festival, to calm his anger, and to give him a step down, and by the way, to confuse the hearing and hearing of people outside Qingcheng, so that they could not see the reality of the Baili Festival, and did not dare to act rashly.

He Guang Tongchen glanced at Nan Duli lightly, not as gentle as usual, and threw away the silk handkerchief stained with poisonous blood in his hand, with a solemn expression.

"Poor monks don't like to make rules, it doesn't mean that poor monks are so magnanimous that there is no scale, the family teacher is the bottom line of poor monks, if you are disrespectful, you might as well try the poor monk's means!"

Heguang Tongchen's voice is clear, his eyes are round, he is not angry and arrogant, no one in the palace dares to respond for a while, in fact, except for the Baili Festival, who dares to be disrespectful to the people of Qinglou?

Baili Sai was shocked by the palm of Heguang Tongchen, and the qi and blood in his body were churning, and after calming down, he sat back in his seat with a hum, looking like he had descended the steps of Nan Dusk, but he was thinking in his heart that he must get the painting heart.

Baili Festival is not just a reckless man, as soon as Huaxin fights with him, he sees that her serious injury is not difficult to deal with, and he is willing to kill such a delicate beauty just to try to see if He Guang Tongchen will come to the rescue, and the greater the reaction of He Guang Tongchen, it means that the more he likes her, and the more valuable she is.

As long as you get her, are you afraid that he and Guang Tongchen will not be obedient?

Baili Sai leaned on Yi Meiji's arms, closed his eyes slightly, and let the beauties around him treat his wounds with all hands and feet, with a smile of unknown meaning hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Although the painting heart did not find out the foundation of the Hundred Miles Festival, Qu Qianzhen saw that the situation in Qingcheng Nine Heavens was actually more severe than the Wushuang Pavilion in the city.

The poison faction and the medicine faction of Qingcheng Nine Heavens can be said to be incompatible, and they don't look at each other well. The people of the drug faction are ruthless, but their strength is not as good as that of the medicine faction, so they are not used to the medicine faction and have no choice but to do it, the medicine faction is benevolent and admires the false name, so everything is a little more tolerant of the drug faction.

Therefore, almost all the people here are living lamely, either accommodating or enduring it.

Qu Qianqian knew, and Nan Duli also knew that as long as he found a breakthrough, the entire Nine Heavens would easily fall apart.

Huaxin felt a little tired from standing, and also went back to the banquet seat and sat down, the banquet was still awkwardly carried out in the tense smell of wine, and after finishing the hero's painting, she felt more and more body, until she involuntarily shrank to the side of Heguang Tongchen, to the point that she missed his warm and wide palms a little.

Even if she was a divine body, even if He Guang Tongchen gave her the best medicine, she couldn't stand her forcibly urging the divine power again and again, at this time she only felt dizzy, her eyelids were heavy and wanted to sleep, and she almost fell asleep on He Guang Tongchen's shoulder.

Seeing that the heart of the painting was getting closer and closer to Heguang Tongchen, almost pounced on Heguang Tongchen, Qu Qianqian was so anxious that he almost blurted out: Princess, please respect yourself!