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Chapter 323: Pig's Head

The wind and rain became stronger and stronger, the rumbling thunder resounded in the sky, Yun Qiyou sat cross-legged in the depression of the mountain wall, dodging the wind and rain, and the demon suppression guqin and the dust slashing sword were quietly placed on her laps.

At this moment, she is like a sculpture in the wind and rain, motionless.

This storm lasted for a long time, and it didn't mean to stop after half an hour, and Yun Qiyou didn't mean to leave, she was still thinking about the origin of Mount Meru in her mind.

She now has a feeling that the origin of the name of Mount Meru for thousands of years is related to this cliff behind the Guanzi Peak.

Xuanying is hiding near here, but now he can't discover the secret for a while.

While thinking about it, suddenly, in the midst of the storm, in the lightning and thunder, it seemed that a man's scream came from the noisy wind and rain.

The sound was almost inaudible in the roaring rain and thunder, but how kind of Tao was the clouds, and all the subtle changes around her could not escape her ears and eyes.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and one hand instantly grabbed the hilt of the sword that cut the dust, and just as she was about to make a move, she saw a figure like a mountain rock washed down by heavy rain, rolling down from the rock wall above her head, and smashing heavily into the muddy water under the mountain wall.

There were still many branches and leaves of the Bodhi tree that had been cut down by Yun Qiyou under the mountain wall, and his figure disappeared in an instant after smashing into it.

Yun Qiyou frowned, if the glimpse she had just now was correct, the figure that fell from the mountain above her head should be Ye Xiaochuan, she didn't see her face clearly, she only felt that her face was very big, like a monster, and she only saw that the figure behind her was carrying a bladeless sword.

Just as she wondered, something fell from above.

An emerald jade flute less than two feet long, and a jade stone the size of a head, smashed in the direction where the figure disappeared.

This jade flute is okay, after all, it is not heavy. The head-sized jade is different, at least twenty or thirty catties, it seems to be the person who smashed into the muddy water, only to hear an oops from below, it is estimated that it was not lightly smashed.

Yun Qiyou put on the demon suppression guqin on his back, and jumped down from the depression of the rock wall about ten zhang above the ground with a bladeless sword in his hand.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he was about to use his sword to pick up the fallen branches and leaves of the countless Bodhi trees on the ground.

Suddenly, a hand suddenly stretched out from below, all covered in muddy water, like a ghost's claw sticking out of the ground.

A moment later, when Yun Qiyou saw the person who was humming and chirping up in the muddy water, he was immediately stunned, and there was a look of joy in his eyes, but then it was strange.

Ye Xiaochuan was very embarrassed at the moment, he was beaten by Xuan Ying very lightly, his ribs were broken three times, his right arm was fractured, and his left ankle was misaligned.

Xuan Ying is no longer a human being, she is more like a beast, and her territorial consciousness is very strong, if it is her thing, she must not let anything get involved.

She didn't expect that Ye Xiaochuan would secretly cut a large piece of Cold Ice Ancient Jade by taking advantage of his absence in the Cold Ice Stone Cave.

What a complete piece of cold ice jade, this stinky boy was willing to dig up a piece, and now the whole piece of cold ice ancient jade has completely lost its beauty.

If she didn't want to see if Wu Feng and Cutting Dust could change their lives against the sky, if she hadn't gotten the ghost path magic from Ye Xiaochuan that she had been thinking about for thousands of years, it wouldn't be as simple as breaking Ye Xiaochuan's bones and beating him into a pig's head.

Ye Xiaochuan really turned into a pig's head, and I don't know what method Xuan Ying used, so he actually put the big head of the porcupine, which had been dead for many days, on Ye Xiaochuan's head.

Now Ye Xiaochuan, got up from the muddy water, couldn't see anything in front of him, carrying a porcupine head weighing dozens of catties on his shoulder, because his right arm was broken, he reluctantly tried to tear the pig's head off the head with his left hand, but he tried several times but was unsuccessful.

The porcupine has been killed for more than ten days, although it is placed in front of the cold ice jade platform for insurance, but it is inevitable that there is some peculiar smell, and now Ye Xiaochuan only feels fishy and smelly, extremely disgusting, and swears that he will never eat pork again.

After making an oath, he felt a little poisonous, pork was his hobby, and it was indeed a bit difficult for him not to eat pork for the rest of his life, so he changed to never eat pig's head.

He was sitting in the wind and rain, still grabbing the porcupine's head with his left hand, and he didn't notice at all that at this moment, Yun Qiyou, who was dressed in white like snow, was standing beside him, looking at him with a strange expression.

Hearing the sound of Ye Xiaochuan humming and swearing from the porcupine's head, Yun Qiyou could finally determine that it was Ye Xiaochuan who was carrying a black porcupine head.

The white sword flashed, and the porcupine's head was split open with a sword, and Ye Xiaochuan's head was immediately exposed.

Now his whole face is no longer able to see people, he was punched several times by Xuan Ying, his eyes are blue, his cheeks are swollen, and his face is full of strange things.

The red one should be blood, and the white one should be the brain of a porcupine, stained all over the face, drenched by the heavy rain, the whole face is like a landslide, disgusting and ugly, Yun Qiyou recognized it for a long time, and then he was sure that this guy was Ye Xiaochuan.

Ye Xiaochuan was drenched in soup when he saw the light of day, thinking that it was Xuanying who split the pig's head just now, and was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw that the person standing next to him was not the terrifying female devil, but another female devil he was familiar with.

The white clothes were wet with water and stuck to the skin, and the jet-black cultivation was also wet, but the green jade hairpin on the top of the head was still crystal clear, as if there was no change.

"How are you?"

Ye Xiaochuan was startled, and sat paralyzed in the muddy water, with a very wonderful expression.

It's a shame.

Ye Xiaochuan would rather be the female devil in sackcloth standing in front of him at this moment than Yun Qiyou, who is of the same clan and lineage.

If you say, the bedwetting incident a while ago is an eternal pain in his life.

Then, at this moment, there is another pain in his life that can never be erased.

He was wearing a pig's head, and he was seen by Yun Qiyou, and he couldn't live, absolutely couldn't live.

At this moment, he could only stare viciously at Yun Qiyou, who was standing in the wind and rain, and then threatened in a very bad tone: "You dare to tell me about today's matter, I am not finished with you!"

Yun Qiyou is not the kind of person who is indifferent to being threatened by others, retaliation is inevitable, not to mention that the other party is Ye Xiaochuan.

She stretched out her hand and dragged Ye Xiaochuan to the rock next to her, where the wind and rain were lighter, and then Ye Xiaochuan's miserable howl never stopped in the wind and rain.

This is not Yun Qiyou beating Ye Xiaochuan, how to say that it is also the same clan, she will not attack the same disciple for no reason, Ye Xiaochuan is like a pig, it is Yun Qiyou who is treating his bones.