Chapter 499: Cold Blood Ice Crystal (17) River Opera Saintess

The drowsy cave was filled with a gentle breath, and Bi Xinzi incarnated into a pearl of enlightenment, giggling, smiling happily, and his childish eyes narrowed into a slit evilly. With a tender tongue stretched out, a long hara flowed.

The white chubby little hands, with the white enlightenment beads between the round fingertips, pressed to the center of the eyebrows, pouted the high mouth, and slammed fiercely. Whoosh, the Enlightenment Bead turned into a white shadow and slipped out, fleeing towards the entrance of the cave as if it had grown legs.

Bi Xinzi turned into a small face and sank, clamped back the buzzing and trembling Qi Zhi Zhu, tilted his big head, held the white bean, licked his lips, opened his thin white baby teeth, and took a bite.

Squeak, for a while, the mantis phantom floated out from between the teeth, and the white light flashed into two phantoms, teleporting into the darkness. Bi Xinzi turned into a hip-hop smile, giggled a few breaths, two pairs of chubby little hands, reached into the black curtain and grabbed it, and two mini mantis held it in the palm of his hand.

The mini mantis drooped its head, its big eyes half-closed to dodge the sparkling gaze of Bi Xinzi. "Worm, it's you"!

Bi Xinzi incarnated as a phantom mini mantis and looked at it in dismay. The white beads turned out to be insect souls, for the Zerg, the Holy Realm only knew that there was a demon pill, and I always thought that the demon pill carried the spirit and soul of the Zerg, and when I killed the demon pill, I had never seen the insect soul and insect spirit.

Bi Xinzi stared at the eggplant-like insect soul in his hand in confusion, what is this white beanie, the demon pill, Bi Xin has seen a lot, it exists in the body of the holy insect, where does this white bean come from. It's not a demon pill, the color of the demon pill is transparent, like a chaotic crystal bead, fluttering. The white beans are milky in color, opaque, with a white milky sheen.

The incarnation of Bi Xinzi took out the crystal ball from the sacred bag, snapped, snapped, and slapped the soul of the phantom insect into the bead. Two mini mantis phantoms slammed into the ball wall. Fiercely dancing with toothed knives, crackling and slashing.

The ruddy little tongue stirred in the mouth for a while, and when the tongue stretched out, the tip of the tongue picked out a small point of light, which was as small as the tip of a hair, but the light illuminated the whole drowsy stone cave.

The chubby fingertips picked at the tip of the tongue, and the wet saliva stuck to the shiny spots. Bixinzi's swarthy eyes were together, blinking at the small ones that couldn't be smaller, and couldn't be brighter anymore.

A small mouth that is pulled up. Take a cool breath. "Refine the Divine Sense".

Bi Xinzi incarnates the point of light into the center of the eyebrows. Poof, the shining light flashed in. There was a gust of wind and clouds in the sea of knowledge, and seven purple arcs escaped out of the domain of knowledge, hissing, and the arc light of the Dao Dao hit the point of luminous light. A clear smoke rose, and the glowing dot disappeared without a trace.

The vast divine consciousness flew into the night sky. One inhalation is 400 miles. It's back in a flash. Bi Xinzi's eyelids fluttered, and his divine consciousness did not grow. "Obediently, the little saint eats beans to grow his senses, and he doesn't grow for anything."

Bi Xinzi turned into a sharp nose upturned, dark and bright eyes, and stared at the night sky of the stone cave with watery eyes.

The night fog hits. With a hint of coolness, under the hazy moonlight, the sound of tinkling chisels is endless.

In the gloomy corner of the soft light, the beautiful faces of the two saints were deformed. Mingzhu is dizzy, the beautiful jade eyes are white and upturned, and the cherry red mouth is spitting white and greasy foam. Black battle skirt, ribbons flying, graceful figure in ridiculous, charming poses.

The pressure of the divine consciousness came too fast, swept by like a storm, rolled back like a torrent, and the Mo Evil Divine Sense gently swung by, but there was no time to protect Bian Le and Gu Xin, the two holy women were like fallen leaves in the wind, floating under the boulder.

Mo Xie swept the mouth of the tooth cave without waves, he didn't have the trick of transforming his consciousness, and he also wanted to refine his divine sense, what about the incarnation realm.

The two divine senses intertwined instantly, and Bi Xinzi turned into a divine consciousness and fled back to the stone cave as if he had seen a ghost.

The faint fluttering glow swallowed into the dark clouds, as if falling into a black dye vat. In the dead of night, hazy, the sound of tinkling came tirelessly, the sound of rolling rubble, slow, eager, with a hint of desolation, caged the barren stone mountain.

In the blink of an eye, time has passed two years with a tinkling sound. The spring rain continues, softly calling for the barren stone mountain, quietly moistening a touch of green among the barren rocks. Soft, gentle caressing of old and new gravel. A breeze blows, like a green hand caressing the desolation, and the green hidden in the warm spring breeze, with the fragrance of some grass and flowers, green the desolation among the stones.

The huge stones on the barren stone mountain are already as small as porcelain pots. Bi Xinzi pursed his black lips, and the black hole of the residual teeth had no shadow, and he was exposed to the rain and sun all day long, and he was not wilted, and he was tanned.

Mo Ye clapped his hands, turned the crystal hammer, and looked at the gray head with a smile, and the gray brain must be incarnated in his heart. "Little land, are you still satisfied"?

Bi Xinzi turned into a hairy little head, a small round face skimming the dust, a small white eye rolled, and the fat black hand grabbed the basin-sized Ten Thousand Soul Crystal and put it into the holy bag. His eyes flashed, and his milk voice pointed to the bottom of the barren rocky mountain. "Take a bath".

Mo Xie laughed twice. "Bian Le is going to take a bath with the land master, I'll rest for a while."

The green light flashed, and the leaves that looked like large willow leaves were drilled out between the thin cracks of the stone slabs, with the tips pointed and the middle wide, greatly spreading over the width of the zhang. A long Taishi chair is covered with fine velvet felt. Mo Xie squinted his dark eyelids and snored, and fell asleep.

Gu Xin held the thinning and flattening flower fan, leaning on Mo Ye's side, his crystal eyes, clear and clear, as bright as stars, and the smiling crescent moon eyes, revealing an elegant and beautiful light.

Laughing, the pair of evil and bloodthirsty Danfeng eyes slowly closed, and the cherry red lips froze with a charming smile. It seems that he is planning a happy event in a dream.

Mo Ye's figure faded slightly, the space swayed, and a pair of elf's fat hands instantly pinched Mo Ye's ears and rolled up, and Mo Ye's ghostly shadow was solid. A black face with a row of white teeth sticking out. "Lazy, don't take a bath".

Mo Ye half-opened and half-closed his eyes and smiled bitterly. "Damn, the incarnation of the heart of death is really looking at himself."

Gu Xin's drooping head slowly fell, and his hand touched it violently, and the spirit opened his eyes, and his face was covered with a layer of red clouds. "Mo Xie is still there, how can I dream of disappearing."

Bursts of fragrance fell from the sky, slightly revealing the golden stamens hovering, flying and staying in the air, dozens of black-clothed saints were like black butterflies, beautiful and wonderful condensation in the air.

Mo Xie narrowed his half-slit eyelids and swept his eyes in horror, his lips and cheeks were elongated miserably, and a strange halo appeared hazy. "Death will be in your heart, and you are clearly thinking about the Fa to imprison yourself, is it waiting for the real body to come back?"

With his arms hugged, Mo Xie hugged Gu Xin's slender waist in his arms, and his startled cherry red seductive lips couldn't help but let out a delicate cry, and the big willow leaves slowly landed. "This young master, you have to rest for a few days, and don't disturb the idlers."

The cheeks of the black shadows in the sky burned with a vivid flush, the blue sky was covered with black and red clouds, and the wind-blown projections swept away for miles, and the black jade ribbon of clouds surrounded the bare barren mountains.

Mo Ye was under the green leaves, staring at Gu Xin's blushing cheeks with his chin on his back, and the half-exposed snow-capped peaks were undulating in shock. The delicate panting breath, blowing the edge of the green leaves buzzing and trembling, frightened the saint standing in the air, blushing and wandering away from her gaze.

With a bang, the leaves of the trees flew up, and Mo Xie swayed towards the stream under the barren stone mountain. Smack, chest armor bounces off. "Damn, I don't show you some meat, I don't know what it means to retreat."

The river flowed calmly and slowly, and the shallow water occasionally met stones, splashing a long stream of water that slightly broke the calm of the water. A gentle breeze blows, and circles of ripples ripple on the calm water, shining brightly under the scorching sun!

The wind blew, Mo Xie raised his nose, and the strange river water was mixed with the smell of fish. Mo Ye looked back at Gu Xin, who was following behind him with his head down. Gushin glanced at the river. "Holy friend, this river is a tributary overflowing from the underground river of Mount Botu, which seems shallow and very deep".

Mo Xie pursed his lips, how deep can it be, is it possible to lose his neck. Walking to the river, bent down and looked at the river, the river was so clear that you could see the colorful stones at the bottom of the river. The fish in the river swim freely. Wagging his tail and weaving freely between the pebbles. "Hehehe, strange, there are fish in the river".

"Fish, which one". Gu Xin stretched out his pink neck and shins, stared at the watery eyes, and looked at it for a long time. Covering his mouth, he grinned. "Holy friend, that's a blade of grass, what fish are there".

Mo Xie was stunned, scratching his hair and looking again. "Good boy, real grass leaves, what's the matter, the nose is much better, why are the eyes still hallucinating".

Mo Xie smiled bitterly, looked back at the dozens of saints floating in the air, and waved his hand. "Come, wash together".

The saint in the air, with fluttering streamers, slowly opened her eyes full of hatred, frowned, pouted her twisted mouth as if to curse, moved her nose, and gritted her teeth.

Mo Ye covered his ears and sneered at Gu Xin. "They don't wash, let's wash."

Mo Ye sat on the big pebbles with his buttocks, took off his combat boots and protective socks. Stepping into the river with one foot, boom, most of Mo Ye's legs entered the water, and before he reached the end, his body sank vigorously.

Gu Xin, who was embarrassed behind him, was so shocked that his face changed color, and stretched out his jade arm to hold the sinking Mo Ye in his arms.

Da Mo Ye shivered with his teeth, his face suddenly turned red and suddenly white, and he exhaled a long breath. Grinning. "You've hurt me."

Gu Xin's handsome face turned from pink to pale, her lips became iron-blue, and there was an air of resentment and anger, which made her beauty lose its original brilliance. Fiercely slammed Mo Ye down on the pebbles. I complained about Mo Ye angrily. Senior sister and senior sister all looked at it, Mo Xie teased Gu Xin several times for no reason. Gu Xin's gentle little temper can't hold his face.

Ouch, Mo Ye screamed. Sitting heavily on the pebbles, he rubbed his ass sideways, rubbed his teeth twice, and pulled back his hand over the ashamed and defenseless Gu Xin.

Gu Xin's body shrank tightly, his face flushed, and he slowly lowered his long eyelashes, as if he was asleep, his posture was not very light, his shy expression was red all over his body, and his body quickly separated as if water and fire were incompatible. The sea of consciousness reverberates. "Xin'er, tell Le'er that I escaped first and came back to pick you up." (To be continued......)