The woman in the prime of her life was lazily lying in the blue wave pool, after dissipating the killing coldness of the peerless demon king, and looking forward to it with beautiful eyes, the arrogance of looking at the world was still making the grass and trees wither, the cold color was pressing, and the rose-red obscene clothes were even more bewitching. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Chun Thirty Niang took the jade cup boredly, and drank the elixir that had been stored for many years, the beautiful neck was like mutton fat, the collarbone was clearly visible, a pair of heroic eyebrows, and the inadvertent indifference in the eyes made Mei Jiangxue, who was close at hand, feel cold.

This is a bizarre world, the thousand-year-old spider spirit "Spring Thirty Niang" of Baimang Mountain and the "Nine Ghost Niangniang" of the thousand-year-old ghost of the Nine Secluded Streams, each of them dominates the demon clan and the wandering ghosts, the anger of the eyes is the change of color of the wind and clouds, and the blood flows into a river, if you talk about means and strategies, no one in this world can compare with the "Demon King" and "Ghost King", and even the "Qingping Sword Fairy Lu Sanniang" of Emei Xianmen can't!

Chun Thirty Niang casually looked sideways, a pair of beautiful eyes in the flow of all kinds of scenes, but it was a light sigh, a few greedy smiles appeared on the cold cheeks, as if seeing a delicious delicacy, but with the glamorous cheeks, it added a bit of bewitching style.

Natural selection, the law of the jungle is the principle of heaven and earth. Before the monster opened the spiritual wisdom, he only knew that the teeth were sharp and the mouth was sharp, and under the strong bow of the hunter, it was just a delicious meal;

Chun Thirty Niang has lived in Baimang Mountain for a long time, and occasionally fights tooth sacrifices, but they are just ordinary people, but at this moment, she saw a cultivator with a lingering aura, and she couldn't help but feel the desire to eat.

Mei Jiangxue's cultivation is not as good as the spring thirty mother, only then did she see the weak figure and stop and look into the distance, as if she saw the outline of the Yushu Villa, a smile of joy and hope appeared on her delicate cheeks, and she actually came straight away.

"Wenzheng ......" The feelings in Mei Jiangxue's heart were like a tide surging, and she exclaimed in surprise after feeling it, those eyes had long been occupied by tenderness, and there was a faint mist lingering.

Chun Thirty Niang was stunned, looking sideways at Mei Jiangxue, who was mixed with joy in the sadness, only to take a break from her appetite, but her heart was suspicious, and she wondered if this young man who had obviously practiced Taoism and weak sword intent was actually the lover in Mei Jiangxue's mouth, which was very different from the weak scholar who had spoken with Baimangshan before.

Mei Jiangxue's light gauze cover body, the concave and convex body looming, has risen from the blue wave pool, the water droplets that sway out are like drizzle, and when Ying Ying is turning, Luo skirt is already on, the three-foot green silk is still dripping with water stains, and he swept barefoot towards the door of Yushu Villa.

Spring thirty Niang Moth frowned, with a thin anger on her face, but because of the friendship between the past and the poor, it was not easy to open her mouth to reprimand, just like a hibiscus out of the water surfaced, there was a Luo skirt flying from a distance, covering the waist like a bundle of suke, and the body of the graceful with muscles like snow, but it was extremely displeased.

The weak young man walked away from the wind, a sheathed long sword and his shoulder poked out, the starry snowflakes disappeared with the wind, like the crown jade's cheeks showing a look of hope, stopped to look at this jade villa, the long sword in his hand was bent and twisted, like a green snake biting the hilt of the sword, it was Bao Wenzheng who stepped on Qingqiu Mountain again.

Only through this fox fairy Mei Jiangxue can he have a relationship with the "Spring Thirty Niang" of Baimang Mountain, and after a few days with Yang Jiaao, he rose up with the sword and began to plan the systematic task of this "demon wife and ghost concubine".

When Bao Wenzheng curled his fingers to knock on the door, the heavy wooden door also began, and now he has practiced the "Nine Steps to the Sky" exercise of Emei Xianmen, but he still can't see the slightest, and a feeling of palpitations really rises in his heart.

Mei Jiangxue stepped forward, but because of the reserve of her daughter's family, she stopped her lotus feet, her beautiful eyes were like autumn water, and she said in a trembling voice: "Jun, are you okay?"

Bao Wenzheng looked at Mei Jiangxue's ecstatic look, and deep tenderness also appeared on his cheeks, pretending to be full of excitement for reunion after a long absence, and replied: "I haven't seen ...... for months."

Speaking of this, it is already just right, both alone to Yushu Villa, to Mei Jiangxue's face, that love is self-evident, no need to deliberately express.

Second, that is the existence of Hu Yueru, before she knows what her relationship with Mei Jiangxue is, she still has to leave a way out for herself, so as not to make her feel cold.

Mei Jiangxue took a few steps forward, one step away from Bao Wenzheng, and her cheeks returned to her previous indifference, but the joy between her eyebrows could not be hidden, and she said: "You already know, I am a fox demon ......."

"So what?" Bao Wenzheng pretended to be surprised, his eyes were clear, but the eyes that were almost hot leaked his thoughts.

Mei Jiangxue smiled, and put the matter down, and then walked towards the Yushu Villa side by side with her lover, the haze that has become more and more dense over the past few months is all gone, although she tried her best to invite the Spring Thirty Niang, but since she got what she wanted, there was no need for Lu Sanniang to do one, it can be said that everyone was happy.

In less than a few steps, the tall woman in the red Luo skirt stood with her hands in her hands, although she was graceful and graceful, but on the cheeks that had always been cold, the arrogance of looking at the world had not been restrained, the curling skirt floated with the wind, the green silk and the seemingly weak shoulders danced, and a pair of eyes with red light seemed to be filled with boundless magic, and a faint glance could take people's hearts.

Bao Wenzheng was stunned in his heart, just because this woman's momentum was like a high mountain, she stood there quietly, but it seemed to look down on everything, and no one could compare with her.

This kind of arrogance that no one else seems to be familiar, and the former Lord of the Inviting Moon Palace has this high-minded, empty-eyed look, which is based on the accumulation of white bones and corpses, and the invincible force and the strategy of viewing the pattern in the palm of the hand are stone steps, leading to the peak of supreme power, and the indifference and ruthlessness that will flow into a river of blood if you don't like it in your heart.

Mei Jiangxue saw Chun Thirty Niang stop in the courtyard, as if she was waiting for her lover who was thinking about her own life, although she was puzzled in her heart, but she was bound to not turn a blind eye, so she could only walk a few steps forward with a smile, gently grabbed Chun Thirty Niang's sleeve, pretended to be shy and timid, and whispered: "Sister, this is Bao Wenzheng." ”

Chun Sanniang frowned slightly, but she couldn't brush Mei Jiangxue's face, she only bowed her head slightly, but she looked at Bao Wenzheng carefully, and she didn't take the lead in speaking.

Bao Wenzheng speculated about the identity of this woman in his heart, took a few steps forward with a smile, but his eyes were extremely clear, not mixed with the feelings of men and women, and he bowed quietly, still with a gentle and thrifty scholarly spirit, and said gently: "I've seen the girl." ”

Then he calmly swept over the woman's cheeks, as if normal.

Spring Thirty Niang is the respect of the demon king who calls for wind and rain, and she disdains the feelings of men and women in this world, and she pulled out her arm with a light smile, and because of Mei Jiangxue's face, she said coldly: "The son is polite." ”

Since Bai Mang Mountain came to this Qingqiu Mountain, it was because Mei Jiangxue washed her face with tears, begged many times, and because of the help of the poor in the past, she couldn't shirk it, since this Mei Jiangxue had returned safely with her lover who was thinking about it, she would tell Lu Sanniang in person in the future, although "Nanming Lihuo" is hot and domineering, and has the name of burning everything in the world, but it is not easy to perform, so although Chun Thirty Niang is jealous, but she is not afraid.

On the nine-curved covered bridge, the green plum boiled wine, the breeze blows, the curling aroma of wine lingers, when the clothes are flying, they are all graceful and graceful, and there is a sense of being out of the world, Mei Jiangxue raised her wrist to pour wine with a smile, and the spring thirty Niang calmly raised her glass to win, Bao Wenzheng thanked Mei Jiangxue for pouring wine, and then raised a glass to welcome her, and drank together.

"I once heard my sister say that Childe is an ordinary person, and I don't know where to learn the Tao?" Although Chun Thirty Niang inquired lightly, the momentum of looking at the world was like questioning, and no one else was allowed to shirk, and then said: "The sword behind you is also extraordinary......

Don't say that it is the spring thirty Niang, even Mei Jiangxue has already noticed that Bao Wenzheng is no longer what it used to be, and his Taoism has already entered the realm, especially although this "Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" is stored and sheathed, but the sword intent is still fierce, but it is the treasure of the immortal family.

Bao Wenzheng pretended to smile freely, but the haze between his eyebrows emerged, and he sighed and said: "This matter is a long story, if it weren't for Jiang Xue's borrowing of the "Yinxue Sword", I'm afraid Wenzheng ......would have died a long time ago."

After sighing, Bao Wenzheng told the experience of the past few months, lightly recounted, since he saw the corrupt officials and corrupt officials in this world, he drew his sword and walked the world in anger, killing corrupt officials, eliminating bullies, and the round-up of officials and soldiers after several lives and deaths, and then with the Laiyang ghost house, and the fierce ghost life and death, thanks to the power of this "Yinxue Sword", this can be spared.

In the past, the sea was difficult to water, but Wushan was not a cloud.

This act of killing corrupt officials and eliminating bullies made Chun Thirty Niang rise a little surprised, but it has nothing to do with admiring Feng Ma Niu, and the life and death in the round-up of officials and soldiers, as well as the life and death in the ghost house in Laiyang, but he can't afford to be half interested, but he can be crushed to death like an ant.

Although Bao Wenzheng had never looked directly at the expression of the woman in red, how could he not know that for the thousand-year-old fox demon Mei Jiangxue and the woman in red, they were just like unkempt children learning to weep, how could they put it in their hearts.

"Don't smile at the poverty of elm money all over the ground, and look at the flowers and lose another spring. ”

"The embarrassing crane wing bridge is narrow, and it shocks Merlin's dream to come true. ”

"I want to kill the hot and cold and think about the flesh and bones, and I am ashamed of the mountains and rivers in vain. ”

"Fusheng has thousands of poems, and he loses to the street sellers. ”

Bao Wenzheng got up and looked at the blue water pool outside the Jiuqu Covered Bridge, and said softly, the slightly chilly breeze blew, blowing his clothes and swaying, but his eyebrows were a little gloomy, and his tone was a little lonely.

Mei Jiangxue once entered the mortal dust in order to practice "Heavenly Fox Charm", and she knew the charm of this poem, and for the peerless demon king Chun Thirty Niang, she has always admired demon law and bloody and brutal methods, and when she heard the words of moaning without illness, how could she care about it, and she was even more disdainful.