There were no stars and no moon, and the clouds were thick. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Snow is flying all over the sky, and ice branches are messy.

The snow forest fell one after another.

A pit on the ground, a drum on the ground.

At first glance, there was a desperate struggle here.

This is the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain that Bai Wuchang must come back to.

What about Yan Xiaomei?

A few clumps of snow peaks were broken, and only they had this kind of means to ask the heavens here.

It's all black, there are no stars and moons, and it's dark here.

Fortunately, there is Yan Xiaomei's pearl of wisdom.

Take the little sister's spiritual wisdom from the palm of your hand and throw it into the night sky, like a small Xiaoice wheel that lights up the North Hades.

"Why should I go looking for you?" Bai Wuchang sat down lazily, looked at Linghui and chuckled: "There is Linghui as bait, I don't believe you won't come." ”

Between breaths, the wind is four.

After the black shadow flashed, a person floated down silently.

This person stared at Minghui, his hands wrapped in iron ropes, and he was cold.

"I thought it would be Yan Xiaomei who came first. Bai Wuchang approached in a few steps and frowned slightly: "Master, I haven't been back for a few days, you two are so happy to play, you almost turned Beiming upside down." ”

Play?

A few fights, a few life and death encounters, only the stars and the moon witnessed.

Seeing the black impermanence as always, he just ignored it in a deep voice.

I saw that his eyebrows were upside down, and his eyes were faintly cold.

After gasping for air, Bai Wuchang was shocked: "Isn't it that the little master killed Yan Jun's little sister after all?"

The exclamation was loud and reverberated in the wilderness and snowfield.

Black Impermanence did not answer silently, only turning his gloomy gaze to White Impermanence.

The pearl of Linghui hangs high in the night sky, and the little sister is not in a hurry to retrieve it?

Is this really what I guessed?

Seeing him looking back at him, Bai Wuchang immediately flattered himself: "Master, no matter what you say, you and I also have brotherhood." ”

Without his reply, without the slightest smile, Bai Wuchang had to continue to say soft words: "I once said that if people don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth will be destroyed, but I was only forced by Yan Xiaomei's threat. ”

After the soft words, he praised again and again: "Now in addition to this scourge, the master has become a hero of the Three Realms." Wise men and heroes are in the company, and I decided to follow the master from now on. ”

What about brotherhood is just swaying from side to side.

Hei Wuchang snorted coldly and looked at Linghui from afar: "I'm waiting for her." ”

Waiting for her?

Yan Xiaomei?

So, Black Impermanence didn't kill her desperately?

So what I just said, will it be heard by my little sister?

After sticking out his tongue secretly, Bai Wuchang stopped talking, took two steps back, and rested on his back in the snow.

I don't know how long it took, maybe I slept for a while, and when I opened my eyes again, the black impermanence was still looking at Linghui alone, just like he looked at the moon every night.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Bai Wuchang pricked up his thief's ears, and heard the wind fluttering, as if there was a colorful skirt in the wind.

God forbid, I woke up just in time.

When I got up again, my face was full of energy, and even my voice had confidence.

"Black impermanence!My king has not yet arrived, what have you done to her?" A loud question, and then said loyalty to the night sky: "If you hurt my king by half a point, even if I can't beat you, I will fight with you!"

What a faction of loyalty!

"White impermanence. There was a faint sound in the air, a little gloomy, and it looked even more pretty: "You take him away from the North Underworld." ”

Sure enough, it's Yan Xiaomei!

Looking at the late night, he didn't see the figure of the little sister, and Bai Wuchang immediately invited credit: "King, the ghost minister has found his wisdom, and he was teaching Hei Impermanence a lesson just now." ”

When he was currying favor, Black Impermanence raised his hand and flew snow.

Wisdom is transparent, and the snow is crystal clear.

In the gorgeous void, Tingting stood Yan Xiaomei.

A little melancholy, a little gloomy.

Bai Wuchang hurriedly approached, and after taking a closer look, the beauty was still there.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately cared for him: "The ghost minister does things, and he always thinks about the king, and when he sees the king at this time, the ghost minister is finally relieved, it seems that the king is not pregnant." ”

The first half of the sentence is long, and the second half of the sentence almost crookes the little sister's nose.

He didn't seem to see the anger in the little sister's eyes, and stared at the little sister's slender waist and said nonsense: "But it's not certain, this kind of thing, the ghost minister has no experience, if the king is pregnant with a ghost fetus, when should he show his pregnancy?"

He is always like this, when he flatters his little sister, he is so angry that she trembles.

Mentioning this matter again, the little sister reprimanded Heijun: "Black impermanence, you leave Beiming with him, I don't want to see you again." ”

Hey?

Shouldn't these two people talk about fighting and killing as soon as they meet?

How quiet are the two ends of a magpie bridge?

Interesting!

After giving a deep salute, Bai Wuchang said proudly: "Please bring back the king's wisdom, and then let Hei Wuchang comprehend the power of the three souls and three spirits!"

Linghui hung in the depths of the night, but the little sister had no intention of asking the sky, and persuaded the black impermanence: "You go, I won't break my promise, and when I return to the sun, I will definitely return Yan Xiaomei to you." ”

Although the little sister is arrogant, she is a little more tactful.

In the past, he was full of hatred and killed, but now he sees black impermanence again, like an old friend, a little bland.

What has happened in the past few days?

Bai Wuchang almost dropped his jaw, his eyes full of doubts, and he turned his head to look at Heijun.

But he is still persistent: "I am here, waiting for you to return to ......"

"Black impermanence, I will give you the smile you want, and I will give you the duel you want. The little sister looked sideways at the night sky, and in vain she became gloomy: "I just can't stand it, I'm alone with a hypocrite." ”

The iron chain broke through the air and chased towards Linghui.

Bai Wuchang took a step out and waited for the little sister to grab it.

The little sister didn't move, and Ren Tiesuo took off the pearl.

The pearl is enchanting, and is sent into the little sister's seal hall by the black and impermanent chain.

The North Underworld reappears in endless darkness.

In the depths of the secluded place, I heard a cold voice from Hei Wuchang: "I am innocent with Yan Xiaomei, and I will not leave the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain until I prove this matter." ”

The sound of confusion fell, and a few wisps of wind sounded, thinking that Hei Wuchang had made up his mind and had left.

"Congratulations to the king on the success of his plan. Bai Wuchang bowed in the direction of the little sister.

But I heard a soft voice floating in the air: "What do you mean?"

Looking at the sky, it was black, and Bai Wuchang was full of smiles: "The king said that he wanted Hei Wuchang to stay in the North Underworld and fall in love with Yan Xiaomei completely, and now Hei Wuchang can't get rid of it." ”

When he said proudly, he added a few more laughs: "In fact, the king has long known that Hei Wuchang is not sleeping and smiling, but he will do what he wants, and he will not give Hei Wuchang innocence, and trap him in the North Underworld." ”

After laughing, he made a sycophant: "The wisdom of a king is unmatched." ”

"Bai Wuchang, you are very smart!" the little sister praised in the void.

"King Xie complimented. ”

"But the smarter the person, the more annoying it is!" the little girl's voice turned cold.

"I'm just an afterthought, how can I be as good as one of the king's ten thousand?"

After a few playful laughs, the little sister had a life: "My angry soul is in the life of the most poisonous person." ”

Angry spirits and the most poisonous people?

Sounds like a perfect match.

"The ghost minister is diligent in his legs and feet, if the king doesn't give up, he can give me a few more errands at a time. ”

I wanted to save some trouble, but I waited for it to be empty.

Thinking about it, the little sister also broke the wind and left.

Alas, they are all elusive people.