Bancheng Fengyue

Don't do this, or the cup of fragrant and poisonous wine that condenses evil thoughts will come out again. It once broke her heart, but it is also full of deadly temptations.

No matter whether he puts it down after tying up the karma or not forgetting it, the boy she loves is already lying in that snowy tomb, let everything pass quietly.

Don't let her willful look up, don't get close to her, she finally reconciled with loneliness.

The wooden sword was thrown for the third time, and this time it finally touched the edge of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, scraping off several leaves, Xuan Yi clapped his hands and laughed with an "oops": "Finally hit the tree, it was a success."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to go back to the hall, the wooden sword that just flew out was blocked in front of him in an instant, and Fu Cang's voice sounded from behind: "I haven't finished practicing yet."

Xuan Yi looked at him tearfully: "But my foot hurts."

Fu Cang looked at the delicate clogs on her feet: "The foot hurts because the shoes are not right, just take them off."

Take off your shoes? Before she could react, she just felt his shoulder being pressed, and she sat down involuntarily, and landed on a chair that appeared at an unknown time. When she pulled it, the chair disappeared with a "poof", turned into a wooden sword, and fell into her hand.

Xuan Yi was stunned by his series of actions. Fu Cang held her two shoes, looked down at her, then looked up at her, and asked seriously: "Does it still hurt? If it doesn't hurt, continue."

She felt that her hand was stretching out towards the glass of poisoned wine again, and her fingertips were about to touch it, but she quickly retracted it.

Xuan Yi gritted his teeth, continued to say nothing, stepped on the soft turf with his bare feet, and assumed the most standard and beautiful attack posture. He threw out his sword and just hit the cloak, making it tremble, but Did not fall.

She treats this cloth well on weekdays, why do you have to fight her like this?

"Continue." Fu Cang was haunted.

Continue, she continued, continued, gritted her teeth and endured, and continued in silence.

The cup of fragrant and alluring poisoned wine was at hand, and she really wanted to take it. Did he do it on purpose? Wouldn't it be nice to let her be quiet?

Finally knocked down the fox fur cloak from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, it was getting dark, Xuan Yi was so tired that his whole body went limp, he took two steps back, his legs hit the chair that suddenly appeared, and he sat down hard.

She was exhausted, she didn't want to see the shawl again, and she would throw it away later.

The **** in white squatted gently in front of her, with his right hand reaching for her bare feet under the hem of her skirt. Xuan Yi suddenly thought of the pear tree in the lower realm that had never bloomed, that small and dark silver moon, that weak mortal boy.

She shrank her feet: "I will do it myself."

She took the shoes from him, put them on slowly, then stretched out tiredly, suppressed her yawn with her sleeves, and limped back into the hall: "Please help God."

Footsteps sounded behind her, she was hugged by the waist, her body spun, and her body gently landed on the wooden chair in the hall.

Fu Cang looked down at her for a moment, then said in a low voice: "I will come again, rest early, Princess Dragon."

…He called her Dragon Princess.

Xuan Yi looked away and smiled, he didn't say anything, and left quickly. She sat quietly on the chair for a long time, until the fairy came to light the lamp and carefully asked her what she wanted to eat.

She wanted to eat the poisoned wine at hand, but she would not let herself drink it, nor would she indulge those willful wines.

Xuan Yi got up and limped into the bedroom, said lightly: "I don't eat anything, there is no need to prepare."

Although she really wanted to go back to Zhong Shan immediately, but she really didn't have the strength to move anymore, he probably did it on purpose to toss her like this, why is this guy so bad now, what about that reckless man who is so quick to strike? What about that weak and simple mortal?

Xuan Yi threw himself on the bed, no longer felt the bad smell of the quilt, and fell asleep almost immediately.

*

Since becoming a warrior, it was the first time for Zhixi to see what Lihenhai looks like today. Last time when she was peeping in the distance with Shaoyi Lower Realm, the huge and surging black mist made her tremble with fear, but at this moment, the sea of ​​Lihen was extremely calm, it had shrunk by more than ten million times, and the black mist had also become sticky. Thick ink-like things are quietly entrenched in the depths of the Abyss of the Extreme North.

Even though he knew that no matter what kind of large formation to suppress the evil spirit, it would have no effect on Lihenhai, but what should be fought was still to be fought to prevent those ambitious ancient monster clan lords from suddenly breaking in.

Zhixi managed to calm down, and rode Xiezhi to deliberately fly around the big formation Qingguang. The generals of the Boshin Department were arranged in an orderly manner, and they were placed in important places in the big formation, but she didn't see it for a long time. Where is Shaoyi?

Probably she went around too many circles, and finally attracted the attention of the generals. One of the generals said loudly: "What are you looking for? The generals who didn't come to the Boshin Department to take office left quickly."

Zhixi hastily took out the letter of appointment: "I am Zhixi, a general transferred from the Xinyou Department. May I ask where the Great Emperor Gouchen is now?"

The general pointed to the temporarily built palace of the general in the lower realm in the distance: "Your Majesty is eating, you can go."

She wanted to ask where Shaoyi was, but she was too embarrassed to ask, so she turned around and galloped towards the palace. Emperor Gouchen was in charge of the Wuchen Ministry, and Zhixi was a little nervous when he heard that the emperor had a bad temper. Who knew that after seeing the true god, she was unexpectedly kind, and signed the letter of appointment for her, and said with a smile: "Goddess Zhixi has been conscientious and conscientious when she was in the Xinyou Department, and she has achieved outstanding results. I hope you can also excel in the Wuchen Department."

Zhixi said a few words of politeness, bowed her head and bid farewell, she couldn't help but look around at this temporarily built palace of warriors.

No matter how bad the situation in the lower world is, the gods who have long been accustomed to enjoyment will not give up all kinds of opportunities for enjoyment. A general's palace is built to be about the size of the Mingxing Palace, and it even has a garden. Unusual edification.

Zhi Xifang walked halfway along the vine-covered corridor, and suddenly heard bursts of low laughter coming from under the shadow of the vines in front of her. The laughter was so sweet and tempting, like a bowl of sweet and warm rice **** in late winter. Feeling a heart rising to the throat in an instant, he couldn't help but walked forward quickly, and immediately saw the back of a long blue dress spread out on the ground.

The long black hair was winding on the back, and suddenly he turned his head halfway, the fiery red orb on his forehead swayed gently, the outline was handsome and thick, like fine wine burning his throat.

Shaoyi.

Zhixi almost wanted to call him.

Under the shadow of the vine, he was whispering to a goddess next to him. He didn't know what was funny about it, and then he laughed lightly. Then he suddenly lifted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her lips. A frivolous and erotic\\/kiss~www.readwn.com~ It's hardly a kiss, but a lick\\/lick, kissing along the chin to the neck, unbuttoning the neckline and going down.

The heart that Zhixi had just mentioned fell heavily to the ground again.

She had imagined the scene of their reunion countless times, or he would be surprised, surprised, helpless, or even treat each other indifferently, but she never thought that it was like this. Fenghua Xueyue, how restrained he is in Mingxing Palace, and how sloppy he is in other places, she finally knows.

Who said that in the future, Lihenhai will be guarded and restored to its original appearance? She thought... She thought that he should perform his duties seriously and earnestly, but who would have thought that he...

She took a step back suddenly, wanting to leave quietly, but Shaoyi suddenly raised his head, as if he had spotted her, squinted for a while, and there was a weird smile on his face. He hugged the goddess tightly, put his chin on her shoulder, and called her with a smile through the withered and yellow vines: "Senior sister, why are you here?"

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