The man turned around and looked back at her from afar. His tall and noble silhouette was cut out on the top of the green mountain forest like the sunset glow.
Meng Fuyao immediately began to itch all over her body—she touched her hair, her clothes, her eyebrows, and made all kinds of small movements...
The man pulled his horse closer, saw her habit of making small movements when she felt uncomfortable, lightly weighed the white deer in his palm, and said with a smile: "Only the queen has the right to chase the deer in the Central Plains." The white deer offered the form with both hands.
Meng Fuyao's scalp exploded, and he quickly returned to his original position from the chicken jelly state. He remembered that the person in front of him was poisonous, and he was probably coming here with a grudge. .
"The deer in the Central Plains should be cooked together in a cauldron." Meng Fuyao smiled obsequiously, and started to back away, "Prince, please peel the skin and find firewood."
She was about to slip with oil on the soles of her feet, but the person opposite raised her hand, and there was a sound of branches breaking, and countless broken branches immediately fell behind her, quickly piled up in a layer, blocking her way of retreating.
"The firewood is here, don't bother the empress to move." The man smiled calmly and dignifiedly, and waved his hand, "Please choose as you like."
Meng Fuyao sighed: "This firewood is as thick as a pork loin and as tall as an elephant. It can be used to make the beams of the Chengming Palace. It would be a pity to use it to roast a deer."
"To be picked up by the empress herself, to be ignited by herself, and to roast the white deer into the empress's belly, this tree is a lucky tree, and it is better than being a beam for the palace." The eldest grandson Wuji replied seriously: "In any case, it is better to pick it up than to throw it away. Good job."
"..."
Double meaning! Someone's punning again, who gets thrown? Obviously he threw her away, okay? Why is Mao always the one who sues the wicked first? Why is it him that Mao complains every time? Why is she the one who feels guilty every time Mao reunites with him
Meng Fuyao was furious, put her hands on her hips, raised her head, and shouted angrily: "I!!!"
Changsun Wuji looked at her with a smile, his eyes were as warm as jade.
"—to collect firewood..."
Meng Fuyao jumped off the horse disheveledly, before he could bend over, his eyes suddenly went dark, and in the next moment he was already wrapped in the long-lost warm embrace.
The man's breath is still faintly fragrant, but it seems to be a bit richer, and there is a bit of coolness like snow and jade in the fragrance, like a piece of ambergris that has sunk to the bottom of the ice sea for a long time, calm and luxurious, refreshing, But his embrace is warm, like the warm sun in three springs, the bright yellow of a room.
Meng Fuyao sighed, grabbed his shoulder, leaned quietly on his shoulder, and remained silent.
I heard him say: "When can you be more obedient?"
Meng Fuyao replied shamelessly: "I am always good."
Changsun Wuji smiled helplessly, and lightly touched her forehead, suddenly felt that the touch was unreal, so he stretched out his hand and peeled off her mask, only to be satisfied with rubbing against her forehead.
His forehead was pressed against hers, and both of them felt the delicate and smooth skin of the other, the silky touch went straight to the bottom of their hearts, and the long eyelashes swept across the brows, making people want to laugh, but they didn't want to be shocked by the rare moment of this moment. Warm and serene, both of them closed their eyes and remained silent, only hearing the faint smell of each other, or the wind at dusk in winter passing through the forest, bringing the noise of looking for Meng Fuyao from afar, or Farther away, where the tired birds returning to their nests hoarsely and joyfully called out to brighten up the brilliance of the sunset.
For a long time, Meng Fuyao closed his eyes, held his shoulder bones, and complained: "What's wrong with this small body, it seems to be thinner again? Is your master hungry for you?"
"It's not just about being hungry?" Changsun Wuji chuckled, "I was punished to kneel and beaten..."
"Really?" Meng Fuyao suddenly opened his eyes, panicked.
"I'm lying to you, you are really getting more and more stupid the more you live." Changsun Wuji lightly brushed her open lips with his fingertips, lingering endlessly, "Do you think I am someone who will be punished to kneel?"
"That's right." Meng Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief and laughed. Really, this person lied and didn't make a draft, which made her heart beat in vain. I don't even think about it, who is so cunning and talented like him, what kind of master? If you don't hold him in the palm of your hand and expect him to carry forward his family, how can you be willing to lift a finger from him.
She glared at Changsun Wuji, "Lie to me! Curse you to only download files to 99% forever!"
Changsun Wuji smiled, and didn't ask her what she meant by the strange words, but only stroked her lightly, ruffling her loose hair.
Meng Fuyao only gave a symbolic stare, always felt that there was something strange in his eyes, but he couldn't explain why, he was a little bored, and suddenly felt something in his sleeve was desperately arching, and then he remembered the black rabbit version of Master Yuanbao.
Uh... I must not show the eldest grandson Wuji what Master Yuanbao looks like now!
It is immoral for the pet's original owner to see the pet being mutilated!
Meng Fuyao stuffed Mr. Yuan Bao, and Mr. Yuan Bao arched and arched in his sleeve... "Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"
Changsun Wuji suddenly said, "Change to another place."
"ah?"
Before Meng Fuyao could react, Master Yuan Bao came out from her neckline with a snort, hugged her neck and turned around to smile at Changsun Wuji's obsessive gaze.
Meng Fuyao touched his inner robe dripping with cold sweat... A certain guy who had been instigated to commit a crime had already bitten a big hole and said...
The overwhelmed Lord Yuan Bao squatted on Meng Fuyao's shoulders, his black hair fluttering in the wind with his paws open, his posture was very Titanic, and his expression was very Lewinsky.
The eldest grandson Wuji stared at his completely changed pet, and said for a while, "I never knew that you and Heizhu were twins."
Master Yuanbao collapsed—this is the most tragic comment he has ever received in his life...
Meng Fuyao sneered, and returned the beloved pet with two tears of accusation: "That...you said it couldn't show its original ability, so I made it easy..."
The eldest grandson Wuji sighed: "It's so ingenious and outrageous that it's so easy to get it."
Lord Yuanbao looks for water everywhere in grief and indignation... Who told it that it is naturally suitable for black? It is said that the effect of its black hair is not comparable to that of black pearls. It is a fire girl drilled out of the stove, and it should be black by nature. It has the charm of the night and is pure and noble. It is both charming and pure. , who is both a lolita and a royal sister, with her pure temperament and seductive and sexy figure, she vividly embodies the mystery, nobility, temptation and allure of black...
Meng Fuyao watched Master Yuan Bao go to take a cold bath without any shame, and looked down the mountain, "Hey" and said: "Those stupid pigs, they can't find me until now? Oh, why are you going in that direction?" gone?"
The eldest grandson Wuji embraced her, sat down comfortably on the pile of leaves, and said, "I want to go back quickly? Being a queen is addictive?"
"Ghosts like it." Meng Fuyao snorted, "The most boring job in the whole world."
"It's good to give you a preview first." Changsun Wuji was thoughtful, "I just feel sorry for Xuanyuan's concubines."
Meng Fuyao laughed, lying on the pile of leaves, with his arms under his head, lazily said: "Instead of spending so much time fighting and fighting, it's better to learn more survival skills, I'm doing it for their own good."
"It's enough for you to poison a country's concubines." Changsun Wuji searched carefully beside him, picked a blade of grass, weaved it leisurely, and flipped his fingers deftly, "I won't give it to you in the future." There is a chance to abuse others again."
Meng Fuyao was startled, and suddenly understood what he meant, he meant that if she was made queen, there would be no concubines in the sixth palace to torture her
Meng Fuyao thought about it for a while, and felt that this was such a distant and illusory promise, it's better to pretend that he didn't hear it.
The eldest grandson Wuji suddenly turned sideways, and gently but unceremoniously reached out to take off her golden phoenix pearl earrings - as a queen, it is unreasonable not to wear earrings, and Meng Fuyao pierced her ears with a very sacrificial spirit Well, she usually takes off other jewelry and doesn't wear them, but she doesn't bother to put the earrings up and down, and now they attract some people's eyes.
Taking off the earrings, Meng Fuyao thought that Changsun Wuji would hand them to her to put them away, but who knew that with a flick of his finger, the priceless orb earrings drew a red arc in mid-air, and he flicked them to an unknown corner. Fuyao couldn't be rescued in time, and kept shouting: "What a pity! What a pity! Ordinary people spend ten years on food!"
Changsun Wuji raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said lazily: "My prince's handmade earrings are the real priceless ones." Turning to one side and lightly grabbing her earlobe, Meng Fuyao felt that his gesture was light and graceful, as if he was passing something through. Her ears were pierced, and the soft thin leaves brushed her earlobe, making it itchy, she smiled and said, "What an ugly thing."
Changsun Wuji spread out his palm, and there is another small leaf "earring" in the white palm. The tender green flexible stem rings into a round circle, and there are three rows of light green bud tips at the end. It is bigger than the other one, but the biggest one is not as big as a pearl. On each emerald-like bud tip, there are intricate and exquisite patterns pierced with thinner needle tips. The sun shines through, and the tender leaves shine like broken gold The luster, simple and noble and gorgeous beauty, under the bud tip, a curly beard was slightly picked out by the dexterous fingers, the shape and length are exactly the same, curled up gracefully under the bud tip, trembling in the wind pitifully .
The stem ring is light green, the bud tip is light green, the tentacles are moon white, the gradient color is integrated, the design is exquisite and natural, and the craftsmanship and thought are exquisite.
Meng Fuyao let out an "uh", wondering if the person in front of him is still human? To live is to blow people's self-confidence. Wei Mao is even talented in this kind of meticulous craftsmanship. An earring made of ordinary stems and leaves can make those top jewelry design masters in the previous life die of shame.
It is indeed priceless. In comparison, that luxurious golden phoenix bead should be thrown away...
Meng Fuyao stared at the completely natural but shining earrings, he couldn't bear to put such a cute thing on his ears and ravage it, he raised his hand to take it off, but Changsun Wuji smiled, walked sideways, and took the leaf earrings Put it on her too.
He sleeps on the right side of Meng Fuyao, wears the earring on the left side for her, leans half of his body in front of her, his black hair falls down, and brushes against Meng Fuyao's cheeks, Meng Fuyao smells the fragrance of the mist and snow again, and immediately Feeling the heat on her lips, when the eldest grandson Wuji who put on the earrings for her turned around, his lips brushed hers.
It's just that at that moment, Meng Fuyao trembled at the touch of warmth and softness, Changsun Wuji held her face with a smile, carefully looked at the pair of earrings, and said: "This is the most suitable color and pattern for you."
Meng Fuyao wrinkled his nose and smiled: "Narcissist, cheapskate, at least he is rich, so he won't give me gold, pearls, or jade."
Changsun Wuji buried his face in her neck, sniffed the fragrance of her natural body and skin carefully, and said in a low voice, "I only give you the uniqueness."
Meng Fuyao was silent, thinking that she hadn't seen her for a few months, that a certain person's skill in telling love words was gradually improving, and Xiao Li Fei's sword was a good example. At the bottom of my heart, I don't know where the spring breeze blows and shakes the spring willows, startling the ripples of big pearls and small pearls.
She solemnly stroked her eldest grandson Wuji's hair, and sighed: "The baby is pitiful, lacks friends and love, and if I sacrifice my mother, I will be a..."
Changsun Wuji laughed lowly, turned over and said, "Then let's sacrifice to the end!"
Meng Fuyao rolled away: "Master, this old monk will not follow me even to death."
The eldest grandson Wuji raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that a Taoist priest is more beautiful than a poor nun?"
Meng Fuyao laughed, thinking that the crown prince is so busy with everything, he could still remember the dirty jokes she told Yuan Bao. In a blink of an eye, he saw Master Yuan Bao squatting on the ground and looking at her resentfully. , ready to dry the human flesh, Changsun Wuji stretched out his hand to take it, and said, "I'll do it."
Meng Fuyao sat up, looked down the mountain again, and said suspiciously: "That's weird, why did you chase him farther and farther?"
The eldest grandson Wuji combed Master Yuanbao's hair slowly, and answered casually: "The Royal Garden is a forbidden area on Lingzhu Mountain. Naturally, ordinary people cannot enter, and they know that they cannot enter, but some kings and envoys in Beijing go out to hunt. It is also possible to stumble into it unintentionally when visiting landscapes.”
Meng Fuyao blinked, suddenly realized: "War in Beiye?"
The eldest grandson Wuji smiled: "And that famous little follower."
"Zhuzhu is here too?" Meng Fuyao was happy, "A group of cobblers have gathered again."
After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong, and glared at him: "Did you play some tricks again? For example, you lured the person who was looking for me to Zhan Beiye, just in time to take me into captivity?"
Changsun Wuji smiled and refused to deny it, looked into the distance with his head, and said: "Emperor Dahan is not stupid, he led people to Yalanzhu again."
Meng Fuyao caressed her forehead: "Poor Zhuzhu..."
"Why don't you pity me?" Changsun Wuji hugged her and sighed, "Since I met you, my life has been nothing but non-stop."
Meng Fuyao pushed him: "Go back to Wuji, you haven't been back to Wuji for a long time."
"I've gone back." Changsun Wuji said indifferently: "Go back to Wuji first, and then go to Xuanyuan. I'm sorry, Fuyao, I can't completely let go of my responsibilities."
"What should I apologize for?" Meng Fuyao replied calmly: "The family and the country are also your responsibility. A man who knows how to take responsibility is a real man."
The eldest grandson Wuji stared at her with a smile, and said almost sighing: "Fuyao, you are so kind sometimes, it makes me proud and scared..."
An open-hearted woman like Proud, should let her fly to be admired by the world, but she is afraid that she will fly too high and too far, so that more people can't help but chase after her.
Meng Fuyao just smiled, thinking that there is no truly perfect person in this world, there are only those who feel extraordinarily perfect due to mutual speculation.
"Let's go, people are coming soon." She pushed her eldest grandson Wuji, "Since you are here, you should know what I want to do, whether you want to help, whether you want to help, it's up to you, Zong Yue is not Zhan Beiye. I can't predict what impact this bit will have on Wuji, so please treat Xuanyuan with the eyes of a politician, and don't have any scruples because of me."
"I know." Changsun Wuji pecked at her forehead and got up, "Remember I am in Kunjing, by your side."
Meng Fuyao smiled, and sat on the ground watching him get up and ride his horse away. The dense shade of trees leaked golden light, and the eyes of the man looking back were as affectionate as gold. Meng Fuyao had been watching his figure disappear into the mist of the dusk. In the middle of the night, he slowly raised his hand to take off the pair of leaf earrings, and carefully read the words on the leaves facing the setting sun.
Miniature carvings, real miniature carvings, Meng Fuyao focused his eyesight enough to clearly see the engraving on the three leaves on the left: Meng Fuyao.
Three leaves on the right: Yuan Zhaoxu.
Meng Fuyao smiled faintly in the light and shadow of the evening, holding the leaf earrings in his palm with great care.
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When the Xuanyuan guards found the queen, the queen was squatting in the woods and peeling the deer skin with a knife.
Seeing the sweaty guards approaching, the empress wiped off her sweat, held up a bloody knife and said, "This deer is very good, everyone has meat to eat tonight."
Xuanyuanmin then rushed over with a bunch of concubines, and Meng Fuyao immediately offered a pot of deer blood, and sent it to the concubine Xian who was sticking to Xuanyuanmin's side like brown sugar: "Deer blood is the most nourishing and beautifying, concubine Xian also drinks it point?"
The noble and honorable concubine Xian concubine saw the blood dripping in the basin, and then looked at Meng Fuyao who was splashed with blood on his face and grinning with white teeth, without saying a word, he rolled his eyes and passed out.
This time I was really dizzy.
Meng Fuyao signaled to the other concubines, except for Tang Yiguang and Jian Xue who had a drink, they all avoided them, Meng Fuyao said: "Concubine Xian is not in good health, Concubine Yu, your tent is next to her, please take care of her."
Jian Xue quickly agreed, and personally waited on Concubine Xian.
Xuanyuanmin pointed his whip to the front, and said with great interest: "Queen, I heard that there are strange beasts in the depths of Lingzhu Mountain. The white deer just now is one of them. You are from the Northland. It is said that you are good at riding and archery." , are you interested in competing with me?"
"Why don't you dare?" Meng Fuyao raised his eyebrows, "In three hours, whoever has more prey wins!"
"Okay!" Xuanyuanmin was so proud that he turned around and told the guards, "No one is allowed to follow, only Xiao An Chunmei is allowed to follow. I want to fight the queen fairly!"
The guards hesitated, Xuanyuan Min had already galloped out first, Meng Fuyao followed, the two galloped very fast, and soon left the guard behind, Meng Fuyao moved his horse's head closer to Xuanyuan Min, saying: "What?"
"Xuanyuan Cheng is going to attack!" Xuanyuan Min smiled coldly, "I heard that he got a prescription from somewhere, and his concubine is pregnant."
"Ah?" Meng Fuyao was stunned, she had heard from Xuanyuanmin that Xuanyuan Sheng's reproductive ability had been secretly taken away by Zong Yue, why did one emerge from his concubine's stomach now
"I think he has probably figured it out. No matter what, it is impossible for Xuanyuan Yun to inherit his great career, and he will never wait for another child. The child in this concubine's womb is probably a cover. It will be born in October. It's a coincidence that a baby in his clan is holding a baby." Xuanyuan Min gritted his lower lip and sneered, "I just got the news that his cousin and daughter-in-law are also pregnant."
Meng Fuyao was silent, thinking that after waiting for so many years, Xuanyuan Cheng finally took the most helpless way. Since he decided to inherit his lineage in this way, he would also grab the throne.
"It seems that today's hunting is not a good one..." Meng Fuyao beat his whip and sighed, "The emperor and empress were in danger, and both of them died? No wonder he didn't come."
"So we can't stay in the camp. Enemies are everywhere, and I can't notify my people to protect them. That's like telling Xuanyuan Cheng who belongs to me, and we can only hide."
"Isn't it dangerous to come out? You and I hunt alone, anything can happen."
"There is a mountain road in the depths of Lingzhu Mountain that leads directly to the outside of the mountain, and there will be support there." Xuanyuan Min said: "I don't know what method Xuanyuan Sheng will use to assassinate us, but it will definitely not be a simple ambush or something."
Meng Fuyao listened silently, her expression was a little absent-minded, as if she was listening carefully to the wind from the distant mountains, she turned around after a while, and exchanged a glance with An Mei.
Immediately Xuanyuanmin frowned.
Meng Fuyao said slowly: "Sure enough, it's not a simple ambush."
She looked around, the mountains were full of twilight and the trees were lush. Looking from their current direction, there were faint knight clothes and leaping horses behind them, but no matter how fast those people ran, they could never get close.
Array.
Even with the mountains, rivers, sun and moon as the formation, it is an extremely large formation that people step into without knowing it.
Meng Fuyao sighed lightly, and said, "Wuyin."
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All mountains and all things are arrays.
A mountain rock may suddenly turn into a tree, a flying bird may suddenly turn into a flying stone, the fallen tree in front of you suddenly becomes a trap, and the moment you fall into the trap, you find that your feet are on the ground, and a raging fire is burning above your head .
The moon seems to hang brightly in the sky to guide the direction, but according to the moonlight guidance, it will lead to the abyss. Turning around, the moonlight turns out to be on the other side, but at that time, the moonlight in that direction does not look safe. When I looked up, there were moons in the southeast and northwest.
Cut down a tree and look at the growth rings. If you walk down the direction where the growth rings are dense, you will find a nest of snakes. If you go down the direction where the growth rings are sparse, you will find a thorn bush.
And the damn mist, it's not a big piece, but it's like a torn piece of silk, it appears when it should appear, for example, when your next foot is the abyss, the damn mist will definitely appear Appearing in front of your eyes, perhaps only at the moment of waving the fog, you fell miserably.
This is how An Zi died—he stepped out flat, and the flat ground in front of him suddenly turned into a cliff. He felt something was wrong, and subconsciously stepped back, bumping into Xuanyuan Min behind him. up.
How did it come up, Meng Fuyao didn't ask, An Mei showed no expression, whether it was An Zi who sacrificed himself to send Xuanyuan Min up, or Xuanyuan Min sacrificed An Zi to step on him, there was no need to pursue it.
A life was quietly annihilated on this ordinary hillside.
Just because of a fog hidden, which is obviously only a small hillside, it abruptly becomes the hell tower of the Asura Field, and every crisis is killed step by step. Every ordinary thing hidden behind the fog may be a robbing... A trap for human life.
What's worse, this formation has no rules to follow at all, and there is no saying that what is true is false and what is false is true. After walking for a while, Meng Fuyao felt that he had found a little pattern, and saw a trap in front of him. I thought to myself that this trap is too real, it must be an illusion, and it must be safe to walk through it, but as a result, my feet were empty, and my body was about to fall.
He was held tightly by a pair of strong hands.
Meng Fuyao looked up, and saw the dark and enchanting eyes like glazed glass. He was always walking beside her, separating her from Xuanyuanmin. Meng Fuyao knew that he was not afraid that Xuanyuanmin would plot against him, but that Xuanyuanmin would kill him when he was in danger. Use yourself as a stepping stone.
Seeing her grateful eyes, An Mei raised the corners of her lips, her smile was faint, but in the dense fog in the mountains and forests at midnight, there was a dark light: "Be careful."
In this dark night, everyone's expressions are blurred, but he is still bright and clear, like a bright engraving engraved on obsidian. Words, the warmth comes from itself.
Meng Fuyao also smiled and said, "You too."
The three of them turned around in the middle of the night, becoming more and more dizzy, and they didn't know where they were going. Ordinarily, with the footsteps of the three of them, even though there were many obstacles on the road, it took such a long time to get out of Lingzhu Mountain, which is not too big. However, it felt like it was still spinning in circles.
Depressed, Meng Fuyao slumped to the ground and said: "Don't go, maybe you won't encounter some dangers if you stay where you are."
"No." Anmei pulled her up, "We must go out before Kirigakure comes, Kirigakure is just setting up a battle now, and hasn't done anything yet, when she finds time to do it, in this harsh environment, we are all finished .”
"How about Wuyin's martial arts?" Meng Fuyao asked, "With her unpredictable formation alone, it is enough to overlook the world. If you add good martial arts, who will be her opponent? Why are the top ten ranked only?" eighth?"
"She is born with deficiencies." An Mei said: "It is said that Wuyin is from Xuanyuan, and her parents are brothers and sisters with the same surname... In short, it is an untouchable taboo that few people know." He carefully identified the wind, and said: "We seem to have come to an end Somewhere on the edge of a river."
Meng Fuyao also smelled the faint water vapor in the wind, and vaguely heard the sound of shouting and fighting that seemed to be close to the distance, it seemed that there were more than one place, she was startled, and said: "Duel?"
Xuanyuanmin said, "Ningdaihe? Have we reached the edge of the imperial garden?"
The angles of the two people's attention are different, but they are not wrong. As soon as they finished speaking, a silver light flashed above their heads, and a faint figure of a person passed by. Cut it open, Qiqi gave way, and immediately, a figure of a person suddenly emerged from the thick fog on the opposite side.
Black clothes and black hair, with a fiery red totem curled up on his skirt, he is slashing his eyebrows with a knife, the knife is fierce, and the knife is not fancy but powerful, and he smashes Huashan Mountain with great force!
Meng Fuyao shouted in shock: "Fight against Beiye!"
But Zhan Beiye seemed to have never heard of it, the light of the sword was like a horse training straight down, and the snowy shadow came like a wave with a bit of piercing cold air, the shining blade seemed to come to Meng Fuyao's face in an instant, Meng Fuyao He even felt a chill on his forehead, and retreated violently in shock!
"careful!"
It was still An Mei who made the sound. He stood still, and when he stretched out his sleeves, his sleeves curled up and wrapped around Meng Fuyao's arms. Meng Fuyao leaned back and then stood up straight. He kicked a stone with the heel of his boots, and vaguely heard the stone Gu Lulu rolled out backwards, and fell into a certain hollow place, which seemed to be a cave, and then heard a strange noise, and could not tell what was in the cave, only felt that it was not a good thing.
Meng Fuyao was still in shock, wiped his eyes and looked towards the opposite side, the thick fog returned, and Zhan Beiye had disappeared.
She asked in a daze, "Phantom?"
"No, it's a reflection." An Mei said: "He should be nearby, the knife that slashed at the enemy just now was reflected in front of you by the hidden fog formation."
"It's really miraculous." Meng Fuyao murmured, suddenly heard the wind behind him, the sound of flapping wings filled the sky, and then saw a group of gray birds breaking through the thick fog, flying low, with long pointed beaks, bowing their heads to peck.
Meng Fuyao laughed angrily, and scolded: "Even you dare to bully me!" With a twist of his figure, his sleeves fluttered, "Slaying Heaven" had already made his move, the black light circled around the flock of birds like black silk, and the flying gray feathers were like ribbons Blood fell like beads, and bird feathers fell all over the sky. The big birds screamed and avoided, and flew into each other in a chaotic manner, but "Slaying the Sky" was chasing after him as fast as lightning, and bird corpses were everywhere.
Xuanyuanmin stared blankly at the saber, it was the first time he had seen Meng Fuyao make a move, he looked at the saber and then at Meng Fuyao, thoughtful, but Meng Fuyao didn't care about his expression, he smiled and wanted to take it back "Kill" God," suddenly his expression changed.
The birds are all gone, but "Slaying the Sky" is gone!
Immediately she heard an exclamation of "Fuyao!"
That voice was from Zhan Beiye, and Meng Fuyao let out an "uh", knowing that the report of the present world was reported quickly, not only was his knife reflected, but even the knife that was shot was redirected to him, the unlucky Emperor Dahan, There is no calm dark charm around him, and suddenly seeing her, Meng Fuyao, this knife...won't kill him, right
Meng Fuyao was worried and wanted to look for it, but An Mei said: "The formation has changed at a faster rate, now you can no longer walk, you can't touch anything, don't bother with any phantoms, rest assured and wait."
Meng Fuyao had no choice but to kick away the dead bird on the ground, and the thick fog broke through with one kick. Suddenly, a figure flashed on the bottom of her feet. It was a beautiful little face, colorful and colorful, and she was grabbing the "rocks" on the bottom of her feet. Climb up, and behind you is a black bottomless cliff.
Meng Fuyao exclaimed "Zhuzhu!", and stretched out her hand to pull it, but the pull was in vain, but her hand suddenly touched a slippery object, and the object rolled and entangled.
Meng Fuyao immediately slammed his wrist on the ground hard!
"Crack", the snake fell off, but it was already a step too late, Meng Fuyao only felt a slight numbness on his wrist, and when he retracted his hand, he saw two small holes in the wrist veins.
"Damn it!"
Meng Fuyao cursed inwardly, and when Anmei turned her head and saw the change in her face, she grabbed her wrist, tore off a piece of sleeve and tied it tightly between her elbows to prevent the poison from going up, and without saying a word, she lowered her head and sucked the snake venom .
Meng Fuyao said: "I have snake medicine!" An Mei ignored her, spat out the poisoned blood again and again, until the blood color faded, she took out the snake medicine from her bosom and applied it on her, and took out two green pills, each of them took it one grain.
Meng Fuyao looked at him, and in the darkness, he seemed to see that the corners of his lips were a little cracked, the powerful snake venom would instantly make his mouth fester, and he asked worriedly: "Don't you take some water to rinse your mouth?"
An Mei shook her head, and said: "I can't move now, this formation is connected with Wu Yin's mind, now is the most urgent time."
Meng Fuyao was a little worried, the poison of this snake seemed to be very strong, she moved so fast, and An Mei sucked it fast, but she still felt slightly dizzy, it would be very dangerous if An Mei came into direct contact with the snake venom, if she didn't rinse her mouth.
Meng Fuyao listened to the murmur of the water, felt that the water source was very close at hand, got up and went to find it, An Mei sternly shouted: "Don't go!"
Meng Fu shook his head without answering, and replied, "Stop talking nonsense!"
An Mei was so angry that his eyes turned purple, Xuanyuan Min looked strange, he glanced at him and then at her, Meng Fuyao raised his legs to leave, when his arms moved, Master Yuan Bao rushed out, and disappeared in a flash of white light.
Meng Fuyao was startled, and called: "Mouse, mouse—" Looking back at Xuanyuanmin, she had been unwilling to reveal Master Yuan Bao to Xuanyuan's family, but now the mouse came out by itself, apparently to fetch water.
The mouse sprang up like lightning, and it couldn't be seen where it went in the blink of an eye, so it had to wait here. Fortunately, the mouse, a radar detector, is useful for danger, and it should also be useful for battles, right? Meng Fuyao thought uncertainly, crouched there and sighed, then remembered the Zhuzhu she saw just now, she seemed to have fallen off a cliff? Where did it fall? I have to find a way to save him, and Zhan Beiye, was he hacked by her? Alas... what a bunch of unlucky kids.
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The white light flashed again, but Lord Yuan Bao returned quickly, running upright, holding a large leaf with two paws, there was liquid on the leaf.
Meng Fuyao happily said: "What a rat!", took the leaf and handed it to An Mei, saying: "Hurry up and rinse your mouth."
An Mei stared at the leaf and frowned. Meng Fuyao raised her eyes and felt that the water seemed to be a little muddy. Although the green leaves could not see the color clearly, it was obviously not clear water, and it was vaguely strange. Smell—Which mud pit did the rat get its water from
Seeing An Mei's expression of not wanting to drink, Meng Fuyao raised his eyebrows: "The mouse risked his life and went through all kinds of hardships to rush through the hail of bullets, blow up the enemy's bunker and cross the line of fire to fetch you precious water, how dare you refuse to drink it?" ? You are too lacking in comradeship, and you are too sorry for the heroic soul of your comrades who sacrificed their lives and shed their blood, and you are too... "
Anmei raised her head and poured the leaf "water" into her mouth without saying a word.
I would rather drink dirty water than listen to Mrs. Mengji...
Meng Fuyao smiled, and said: "If you are good, that's how it should be. Only by suffering and suffering can you become a master."
On the other hand, Anmei showed a disgusted expression, reluctantly rinsed a few mouthfuls, frowned and turned around.
Meng Fuyao quietly asked the mouse on his shoulder: "...My lord, did you go to get water? Is that thing Mao?"
Lord Yuan Bao squatted on her shoulder, bared his teeth and said nothing.
Allah won't tell you, you know, this is also very precious, it can clear away heat and detoxify!
Mr. Yuan Bao showed a wretched expression while his white hair fluttered...
The three of them sat in the same place, feeling strange chirping noises all around them, and they didn't know who Wu Yin was fighting with in the distance, and they could feel the shocking momentum even through the numerous formations. Meng Fuyao raised his head, and faintly saw You Shuo above the layers of thick fog The bright white light flitted past in patches, and the dense fog at this time could no longer see the stars and the moon in the sky clearly, but the white light was faintly visible. It can be inferred that the brightness must be very high. Meng Fuyao seemed to recall seeing a similar scene, but suddenly Can't figure out who it is.
As soon as the dense fog broke, Zhan Beiye appeared again, and it was another shining and domineering knife. Meng Fuyao raised his playfulness, waved his arm to the air, and said, "Give me back the knife!"
In the blink of an eye, Bei Ye disappeared again, and Meng Fuyao retracted his hand and saw Ya Lanzhu again. She was still climbing with difficulty. For a moment, Meng Fuyao seemed to see something above the cliff she was climbing, but he disappeared after the thick fog covered up. .
Meng Fuyao frowned, this revolving around like a revolving lantern made people flustered, Wu Yin's formation is really unique in the world, he can use all natural things to fend off the enemy without doing it himself, who is not a master among them who are trapped here now ? It happened to be trapped by a pile of vegetation and rocks, so the hero was useless.
She asked Anmei about the cliffs around her, and described the general scenery of Yalanzhu's location. Anmei frowned and thought: "There are three cliffs that are a bit similar, but we don't even know where we are. Can you find her?"
Meng Fuyao was distraught, stomping his feet angrily, praying for Zhuzhu to climb up the cliff, and thinking that the strength of the ten strong lies in seeing through the natural method, and he has practiced to the sixth level of "Breaking the Nine Heavens", which is already in the martial arts world. She is a top expert, but she will be beaten everywhere if she is short of this step. However, until now, no matter how hard she practices, her true energy will be choked up at critical moments... If she can't reach this level, even if the world has the power to shake the clouds and rain, the Evergreen Temple in the sky will be destroyed again. Why go there
If it doesn't work, order soldiers to kill him!
Meng Fuyao's thoughts were filled with courage, he couldn't help but clenched his fist and waved fiercely, this wave caused the mist to flow, his eyes darkened and brightened again, and Zhan Beiye came out again.
Meng Fuyao turned a blind eye and remained motionless—fake.
When Zhan Beiye saw her eyes light up, he immediately grabbed her.
Meng Fuyao didn't move - it was fake.
Anmei, who closed her eyes and adjusted her breath by her side, suddenly opened her eyes and was about to stand up when Zhan Beiye had already caught her.
Meng Fuyao only felt that the big hand on her arm was like steel, and once grasped it was as firm as a rock, as if she would never let go again, the solid feeling was obviously not fake, she subconsciously gave way in shock, the scene in front of her eyes changed in a thick fog , had already been captured by Zhan Beiye.
There was still thick fog and wind whistling beside him, but it was obviously not where he was just now. Meng Fuyao stared back at Zhan Beiye with a dark face, and said, "How did you find me? Drag them all over here."
"No." Zhan Beiye said in a deep voice: "I have dealt with Wuyin before, have you forgotten? I was trapped by her for a long time in the deep mountains of Wuji and almost died. Her formation is the most bizarre of all her formations. Among them is Xuanyuan's ancient thaumaturgy 'Mirror Transformation', where yin generates yang and changes endlessly. If they don't move, I can't figure out their positions. Maybe I will catch them if I stretch them out. Viper."
Meng Fuyao felt guilty when he heard this, quickly put down his sleeves, Zhan Beiye's eyes were sharp, his thick eyebrows frowned and said: "You were bitten?" He leaned over to check her wound, Meng Fuyao pushed it away with his paw, and said: "It's okay, It's okay." When he turned his eyes, he saw that his knife was still stuck in his arm.
Meng Fuyao let out an "uh" and said embarrassingly, "That... my knife... can you return it to me?" He felt ashamed as he said that, the knife was still on someone's paw, and Zhan Beiye didn't ask her to pay for the medical expenses yet. .
Zhan Beiye turned his head and pulled out his sword as if nothing had happened. In the splash of blood, he said, "Your sword is a divine product, with spirituality. If it hadn't been hit by it, I still wouldn't be able to find you."
He ignored the wound on his arm, ignored the dangers and thick fog rolling around him, looked at Meng Fuyao with some joy, and said: "At any rate, let me be alone with you..."
But Meng Fuyao suddenly pricked up his ears, his eyes flashed, and said: "Who screamed?"
She jumped up suddenly and ran away.
"Zhuzhu!"