The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Qiao Wei is holding a new born baby. Fu Xueyan has just produced it. The teacher is holding her innocently. In short, this is a team of "old, weak, sick and disabled". When it comes to such a group of "poisons", there is really not much. The power of parry.

Fortunately, there is still white.

They are poison-resistant during the day, and these villagers do not have much deterrent to it.

The villagers want to join hands to tear up the white, but unfortunately the white body is flexible, they are clumsy, not a level opponent.

Of course, it is not easy for Xiaobai to destroy them.

Because Qiao Wei soon discovered that Xiaobai, who likes to eat poison, seems to be more and more addicted. After biting the seventh villager, Xiaobai has not shown signs of poisoning, but the gas field has doubled.

This should have been a good thing, if you ignore its faint red eyes.

Fu Xueyan’s light trembled: “No, it’s going crazy.”

Qiao Wei hurriedly shouted: "White! Don't bite! Come back!"

Xiaobai heard the call of Qiao Wei, and his body was awkward, as if he was awake at the beginning of his dream, and suddenly he had a pair of innocent eyes.

"Come back, Xiaobai!" Qiao Wei yelled.

Another villager caught Xiaobai.

Xiaobai flew away to escape, and returned to Qiao Wei’s arms.

Qiao Wei saw that it was all right. He lowered his heart and held the child in one hand, hugged it in one hand, and ran to the forest at full speed.

The master of the church is holding up Fu Xueyan and catching up.

This group of villagers is not so irritating, but they can only fight, but no matter how they run, the villagers follow.

This can be difficult.

Kill it, the risk is too great.

Do not kill, is it waiting to be killed?

"I, I, I... I can't run..." The Master said, panting.

Qiao Wei looked at the child in her arms and was born to be very fragile. She really couldn’t stand the toss.

Qiao Wei looked back at the group of villagers, and suddenly, the mind flashed, looking at a hundred-year-old banyan tree in front: "Come, go to the tree!"

Xiaobai took the lead and went up. Then, Qiao Wei climbed up and used Fu Xueyan's white scorpion to pull Fu Xueyan and the master of the church.

This tree is very large. The trunk is like an irregular small bed. When several people sit up, they can lie down. The tree is tall enough to be easy to defend. Those villagers will climb slowly unless they will be light. Come up, come one by one, come two pairs!

After a short time, the villagers followed suit one after another.

They suddenly found Qiao Wei and others on the branch, looked up one by one, staring at them with the eyes of the dead.

Anyone who is seen by such eyes will have a creepy feeling.

The master of the church touched the goose bumps and the straight arm: "What the **** is this group of people? Dead man?"

Fu Xueyan shook his head weakly: "I don't feel the breath of the dead, it should not be a dead man."

Qiao Wei and the slain have made so many hands, from the lowest level of the dead to the top of the ghost king, all have been taught, the sorcerer's light power is slightly worse than the martial arts, but it is not without, this group of villagers not only did not have light work, It will not be martial arts. It seems that it is fighting in a clumsy way. It is really not like a dead man.

Only they are amazingly powerful and powerful, even if they are not dead, they are not necessarily better than the dead.

"Ah! Someone climbed up!" The teacher looked at Qiao Wei behind him, and said in horror.

Qiao Wei turned and looked at the villagers who had a head out of their heads without mercy!

The villagers were smashed.

However, soon, other villagers climbed up.

Xiaobai and his paws flew the villagers behind the master.

The great master of the teachings had no choice but to join the ranks of the flying scorpion. It really verified the phrase "coming one 踹 one, two 踹 one pair".

The two people and one beast were surrounded by the situation, and Fu Xueyan and the children were blocked. Only the villagers were more and more, and one of them was squatting, and they continued to climb up. If they continued this way, their physical strength would be exhausted.

Thinking of something, Qiao Wei stunned: "Your night is screaming? Is there any?"

The master of the church touched the purse: "There is something!"

Qiao Wei said: "What are you doing? Get down!"

The lord of the church rushed out of the small porcelain bottle in the purse, unplugged the bottle, and sprinkled the locust on the villagers.

What is unexpected is that the locusts have just bitten on the villagers and are poisoned.

The master of the church was shocked: "My locust is useless!"

The locusts that even the squadron can deal with are not useful to the villagers who have no internal force.

What does this mean? Explain that this group of people is more terrible than the long knife.

What did they think about it at the time? Actually think that this group of villagers will no longer be more horrible than long-handed soldiers, and this is really a face.

The two people and one beast did not know how busy they were, and they couldn’t climb any more on the branches at any time. At this time, a beam of light came from the east, and the night gradually faded away. The stars fell into the endless sea of ​​clouds. The sky is removed, and the purple gas is coming.

The group of indomitable villagers suddenly settled, and the great master of the church was lifted up. He was about to climb a villager on the branch, but the villager climbed down.

What is the situation when the teacher is an adult?

Later, the group of villagers seemed to have been called by some kind of call, and Qiao Wei and others went in the direction of the exchange.

The three faces face each other.

"Which is this sing?" The teacher asked me wondering.

Qiao Wei lifted her sleeves and wiped the hot sweat of her forehead: "Which one does it sing? It's good to withdraw!"

Fu Xueyan looked at the two people in a complicated way. She has always been rushing out to protect others. But this night, she and her children are well protected. She does nothing, just quietly hiding. Behind them, let them hold up a whole sky for her.

For too long, she forgot.

The feeling of being cared for is originally like this.

Fu Xueyan swept away and saw the blood that had already dried up in Qiao Wei’s right hand: "Your hand... was it hurt?"

Qiao Wei heard this and thought that she was really hurt. She raised her hand and looked at it. She smiled relievedly: "It’s not my blood. I just went to the kitchen to eat. I found a cylinder of blood red, accidentally stained. ""

"What about you?" Fu Xueyan's dawn fell on the neck of the teacher's adult. "Is it accidentally stained?"

The black blood on the neck has already dried up, but there is still a touch of black around the wound.

The master of the teacher touched the neck and felt a cold breath.

Qiao Wei gave him the pulse.

"How?" Fu Xueyan asked worriedly.

Fu Xueyan’s worries made the teacher’s adults very useful, and I wished that the villagers would bite a few more.

If Qiao Wei knows his thoughts, he is afraid to kill him alive. At this time, because he did not know, he brought a little pity. His tone was softer than usual. "The pulse is fine, the toxin is not. Spread to the whole body."

"OK?" Fu Xueyan asked.

"So worried about him?" Qiao Wei raised a smile.

The great master of the church has a very small chest.

Fu Xueyan’s eyelashes trembled, a serious saying: “I’m afraid that after poisoning, it will become like that, then we are all dangerous.”

The head of the lord of the lord screamed at the top of his head.

Qiao Wei smiled and said: "He is in the palm of Jiuyang, Jiuyang palm itself is very poisonous, I think it is two poisons, it has not spread so quickly, but if it is dragged for a few more days, it is hard to say. ”

The master of the church shouted: "So you still don't detoxify me?"

Qiao Wei took out the small pill bottle that he carried with him and poured out a black pill. This is the pill that Ji Wushuang gave to the two brothers to suppress the internal force and Jiuyang palm poison. The main ingredients are the blood of two fruits and white blood. It should also have a certain effect on this poison.

After the teacher took the pill, it really didn't hurt.

A few people are ready to go down the tree.

The master of the teacher just moved, Fu Xueyan called him: "Wait."

The master of the church sat back in a hurry.

Fu Xueyan took out a sweet fragrance from her arms and gently wrapped it around his neck. The palate was a little cold. Her fingertips were soft and she accidentally touched his skin. The place that was touched instantly seemed to be like this. The same as fire.

Looking at this face that is close at hand, he couldn't hold back, and took a sip on her lips.

After he finished, he gave it to himself.

This, this movement, is it too big?

"Cough." Qiao Wei pretended not to see, grabbed the white and jumped.

The face of the teacher's adult is red, and he pulls his little ears, his eyes whispering and saying: "I, I, I... what..."

The words were not finished, and a gentle kiss fell on his blushing lips.

It was extremely light and extremely fast, but it was quickly separated by a gentle rub.

In the minds of the masters of the church, a fireworks exploded, and the blossoming, smashing, he had to float up.

He looked at Fu Xueyan unbelievably.

Fu Xueyan grabbed the white scorpion and gave him a slender back.

The fireworks in the minds of the masters of the church all form a row of words: rush on, rush on, and rush on...

"Hey? What is that?"

Qiao Wei suddenly asked.

The sorrowful desire of the adult master was suddenly interrupted. When he fixed his eyes and looked at Fu Xueyan, Fu Xueyan had already grasped the white scorpion and slipped.

Fu Xueyan walked over to Qiao Wei's side and looked at the direction of Qiao Wei's far-sightedness. It was a mountain peak that rose into the sky, and the peaks covered with clouds, such as the fairyland on earth.

"What's wrong?" Fu Xueyan asked.

Qiao Wei pointed suspiciously at the place: "I just saw it... an old castle."

"No." Fu Xueyan once again glanced, "all mountains."

Qiao Wei only saw the mountain again after this meeting: "Well, maybe I got it wrong."

Fu Xueyan whispered: "You are too tired."

"Maybe." Tossing up such a night, really tired, Qiao Wei licked his sore eyebrows and said, "Let's go, this night, I don't know how they are."

Seventeen and Yan Fei are not worried about her. They can't beat it anymore. The two people's light work can also run away. She is worried about Xiuqin. Xiuqin went to Fu Xueyan to fetch water. She never returned. I hope she It was saved by Seventeen and Yan Fei.

Fu Xueyan asked: "How do we get back? Do you still remember where Mu Wangfu is?"

Qiao Wei shook his head.

This is a ring-shaped mountain range surrounded by green hills. It is not difficult to distinguish directions. Which direction is the place they want to return? The natural compasses of Ji Mingxiu have lost their way in the mountains all night, and they don’t have to mention them.

but……

Qiao Wei’s gaze fell on Xiaobai, who kept slumbering. The guy’s sense of smell and his smell, he should be able to return.

Xiaobai: The baby is sleepy! Baby doesn't want to go!

Poor little white, was forced to work hard.

Xiaobai walked on the road with a few people facing the road. When passing through the valley, several people saw the village that almost killed them.

The village was quiet, the door was closed, and it was not obvious at night. It was so awkward in the daytime that it was really wrong.

No village is still closed at this time, here, it is like sleeping.

A few people put a light footstep and did not dare to make a slight movement.

Walking through the village, it was a maolin with a shade of trees. The sun was all covered, the forest was sinister, and there was a faint mist.

A few people are really unbelievable that they passed through such a terrible forest last night.

More terrifying is still behind.

Under the leadership of Xiaobai, several people successfully passed through the woods. This is a meeting, they are very close to the cave yesterday.

Lang Lang Rihui fell down, and the sun was refreshing.

The master of the teacher closed his eyes and stretched his shoulders. He lifted his foot and the belt was buckled.

The master of the teacher turned back and looked at Qiao Wei strangely: "Why are you yelling at me?"

Qiao Wei raised an eyebrow: "Look at yourself."

The master of the teacher looked at his front and scared a scream. He stood on the edge of a cliff, and if he lifted his foot, he fell, fearing that he had fallen into the abyss and fell into a broken bone.

The place where they stand is a peak. The place to go back is another peak. There is only one stone bridge without guardrail between the two peaks. The bridge is hidden in the night because of the thick fog. The Yuan under the Qing, when the sun came out, the fog was gone, and the abyss of the abyss scared the legs of the people.

The lord of the teacher trembled: "Have we really came here on this road yesterday?"

Why didn’t he slip down on his soles?

The width of this stone bridge is less than one meter. If it is on the ground, the width of this meter is quite good, but if it is in the distance...

The legs of the Master are immediately soft!

Qiao Wei patted him on the shoulder: "Go!"

Xiaobai took the lead in the stone bridge. With its size, this stone bridge is about a magnificent Yangtze River Bridge. It has been stable.

Fu Xueyan's psychological quality is good, but also fairly stable.

The master of the church is kneeling on the bridge, crying while being killed by Qiao Wei.