The exclamation sounded very close to Meng Fuyao's ears, as if Zhuzhu was in danger right next to her ear, Meng Fuyao couldn't bear it any longer when she heard the sound, she jumped up and wanted to run out.
His body was suddenly grabbed by someone, Meng Fu shook his head without looking back and shook his hands vigorously, saying: "Let go!"
Zhan Beiye didn't let go, he stretched out his hand and a strong force came, pushing Meng Fuyao backwards, Meng Fuyao backed up and bumped into the stone wall, only then did he feel that he was leaning against a cliff.
Zhan Beiye propped his hands on her side, in a firmly trapped posture, his firm chin was slightly raised above the top of Meng Fuyao's head, a pair of dark eyes were condescending, and they were heavily covered.
He said: "Fuyao, can you give me some time to talk to you alone?"
His voice was low, and it was a little heavier than the tiny condensed water droplets in this foggy night. Meng Fuyao looked at his bright but somewhat haggard brows, and his heart softened a little. In normal times, listening to him would not be a problem. He listened to what he said, but at this moment she was concerned about the safety of Ya Lanzhu, so she really didn't have the mood and time.
She raised her head and said softly: "There is plenty of time, why now?"
"When did you give me your time so generously?" Zhan Beiye smiled suddenly, his teeth shining brightly and his eyes darkened. The needle still pokes the hand—”
Meng Fuyao also laughed: "Poke your hand and you still don't move?"
"I won't let it go." Zhan Beiye said simply and firmly, "I won't let it go, let alone a needle, even a knife. Since I'm by your side, I should protect you. Your life is not yours, but mine. of."
"I don't need your protection." Meng Fuyao raised her head, her nose almost bumped into her nose, and she said with flickering eyes: "My life has always been my own, my life, my thoughts, everything about me can only be It's mine."
"I'm not arguing with you about this." Zhan Beiye took a deep breath, he had already had enough of arguing with Meng Fuyao, two hot-tempered people, when they met, they were like dry sticks and fire, not the kind that would burn people's skin and hurt people's hearts The poisonous fire, how deep a friendship is, can withstand such a poisonous fire again and again
He believed that Meng Fuyao would lend a helping hand to him throughout his life, just like he did to others; he believed that she would be the only woman on the Wuzhou Continent who had assisted and supported several emperors, just like she did to him and Zong. The more the same; but he hates this "same" even more, yes, the same, everyone is the same, that kind of impartiality, that kind of sameness that treats everyone equally, that kind of thing that makes no difference, Same.
This feeling is heavy, but it has nothing to do with Fengyue. He held out his heart and blood, and she accepted it with a smile, and then put it aside.
He never accepted rejection in his life, except for her, those hands that were stretched out and retracted again and again, and the cold moonlight that grasped a hand.
"Fuyao..." Zhan Beiye, who had been on fire all his life, finally learned to sigh because of her, his body slightly lowered, and his fingers lightly but firmly grasped her shoulder.
I don't know what I want to do, but I just want to get closer to her, closer...
But I heard the woman clearly say: "Your Excellency, do you want to have your chin removed again?"
Zhan Beiye froze, Meng Fuyao pushed him away without hesitation, and strode away, Zhan Beiye's figure stopped her in a flash: "Fuyao!"
Meng Fuyao glared at her angrily, Zhan Beiye looked directly at her without avoiding it, and said in a deep voice, "Fuyao, don't act rashly."
"Zhuzhu is in danger, you tell me not to move?" Meng Fuyao angrily said, "Tell me not to move, to see her fall off the cliff?"
"Yalanzhu is in danger? How do you know that Yalanzhu is in danger?" Zhan Beiye looked completely dazed.
"Didn't you hear Zhuzhu's exclamation?" Meng Fuyao looked at him suspiciously.
Zhan Beiye shook his head, Meng Fuyao stared at him with a frown, and said, "Don't you want me to act rashly and deliberately lie to me that you didn't hear?"
Zhan Beiye frowned thickly, staring at her with dark eyes in disbelief.
Meng Fuyao became more determined in her mind, and looked at Zhan Beiye coldly with her arms crossed: "I know you don't like Zhuzhu, and I know you've always avoided suspicion with her, but can I ask you to take her into consideration? A friend, shouldn't be so cold and cold, right?"
Zhan Beiye looked at her, his eyes were even darker, extending like thick ink, like a black magnet with a bottomless vortex, looking at people with those eyes, as if his dark eyes filled the sky. In the eyes, the waves of the sea are as high as several feet, drowning people.
He stared at Meng Fuyao like that for a long while, all kinds of emotions in his eyes flashed quickly, he turned around without saying a word for a long time, and stepped out with a lift of his clothes.
He entered the dense fog, there was a muffled sound as soon as he entered, and then there was a loud "bang".
Meng Fuyao's heart skipped a beat, he turned around and rushed out: "Fight Beiye!"
She threw herself a few feet towards the place where the sound came out, but she didn't find Zhan Beiye's figure, and she couldn't even feel the place where Zhuzhu made the sound before, but the moisture she felt before seemed to be more obvious.
She stretched out her hand, and in the fog as thick as a curtain, she scratched like Zhan Beiye grabbed her, regardless of whether she would catch a poisonous snake or not, she scratched wildly, and suddenly caught a hand.
That hand is not small, and the joints are not slender, Meng Fuyao was overjoyed, and said: "Zhan Beiye, where did you die..."
She stopped suddenly, and then heard someone beside her say, "Why are you grabbing me?"
Very strange voice, very flat tone, very special... tone.
Especially, she couldn't tell whether the person who spoke was a man or a woman.
She couldn't even hear the rise and fall of the words, the hostility or not.
If it were someone else, the first reaction at this time would be to let go, but it's a pity that Meng Fuyao has always been so courageous. Judging by the position of this person, Zhan Beiye's palm just now should be against him. How could she still be willing to let go? Fang, and pulled it in front of himself, said with a smile: "It's foggy, it's dark, there are so many people, it's embarrassing."
The man actually pulled her in, and said indifferently: "Too many people are in the way."
"What's in the way?" Meng Fuyao was curious.
The man stopped talking and turned to look at her.
Meng Fuyao was stunned again.
Is this person... male or female
Wearing a high bun that doesn't distinguish between men and women, wearing a long robe without curves, a slightly elongated face that is suitable for men and women, the shoulders are somewhat broad, but not wide enough, the waist is not thin, but not thick, and a pair of sharp edges. Big square eyes, straight nose, thick eyebrows, but full and graceful lips - as a woman, she is too heroic and handsome; as a man, she is too delicate and handsome.
To put it more bluntly, it is gender-neutral beauty, and the extremely neutral temperament makes it difficult to distinguish between men and women, which is completely opposite to Yue Po's extremely beautiful style that cannot distinguish between men and women.
Hidden in the fog
That woman who triggered Yunhun Yuepo's thirty-eight-year love marathon chase and the top ten gossip incident was actually such a woman
Yunhun was discouraged because of such a woman standing beside Yuepo, and escaped for thirty-eight years
Meng Fuyao suddenly wanted to laugh—it's really ridiculous, this person's temperament and moon soul don't match at first glance.
However, she couldn't laugh anymore after laughing halfway... No, it's not that they don't fit, it's too good. If these two people really want to stand together, the effect will be very strange. At the same time, they are also a pair of talented men and beautiful women-just switch the genders, the male talent is hidden in the fog, and the female appearance is moon soul.
It's no wonder that Yunhun was heartbroken and Jing ran away in anger. The two stood together and were more "worthy" than anyone else.
Wu Yin noticed her strange gaze, turned his head to look at her, and said with a smile, "Are you still alive?"
"She won't die even if you die!" Shouted suddenly, the black light was rolled up from the ground, and swept towards Beiye like a hurricane. Take it hard!
Wuyin raised his black eyebrows, and said: "It's you again." Stretching out his hand, an ancient mirror suddenly appeared in his hand, the light flashed, and the light and shadow flickered in front of his eyes, Meng Fuyao suddenly saw Anmei in front of him and Xuanyuanmin behind, as if he was looking for it For himself, Xuanyuanmin slowly extended his palm to An Mei's back.
What is he going to do
Is it true this time? is fake
"boom-"
Meng Fuyao didn't care if it was true or not.
She suddenly leaned over and slanted her shoulders. Before her shoulders reached the "Slaying Heaven" she actually pierced from under her shoulders at the most cunning angle. When Wuyin discovered the sword hidden under her shoulders, the black light of the sword had already arrived In front of her mirror!
Wu Yin raised his eyebrows, and flicked Meng Fuyao away with a flick of his sleeve, Meng Fuyao's body immediately floated away lightly and effortlessly, but "Killing the Sky" dragged a pale light and went straight to Wu Yin's wrist. As expected, the pale brilliance immediately changed color, and said in a low voice: "Where did you get the true energy of the moon soul—"
Her mood moved, her wrist trembled, a burst of brilliance shone, and the mirror turned, and the golden pestle of Zhan Beiye happened to meet the mirror.
Zhan Beiye yelled: "Break!"
Wu Yin yelled angrily: "Looking for death!"
"Crack—"
There was a slight cracking sound, and a crack appeared silently on the ancient mirror, which spread rapidly, but stopped when the mirror surface was halfway.
Meng Fuyao sighed regretfully, this thing is actually so strong, she used the real strength of Yue Po to induce Wu Yin's mind to float, and the two of them attacked together under a great opportunity, but they couldn't completely destroy the mirror.
Fortunately, the mirror finally cracked, and the dense fog lightened a little. Immediately, there was a burst of laughter in the dense fog, saying: "You almost trapped me!"
The first word of the visitor's voice was still far away from the top of the mountain, and the last word was already close to his side. Before he finished speaking, it seemed that someone was rolling up his sleeves and hunting for the wind. Meng Fuyao only felt the top of his head light up. Since nothing but dense fog.
The clear sky, the hazy waning moon, and the splendor of the stars.
The sky is full of stars.
Brilliant like fireworks whirling like crushed snow, the starlight of a hundred thousand miles whistling from the distant Milky Way, passing through layers of hazy clouds in the vast sky, passing through the cold moon like a hook, wind, rain and thunder, rushing to the bottom of a person's fingertips in an instant, and let him flip and sway, A flick of a finger is a segment of starlight, subtle but eternal, illuminating the eternal lost.
The holy hand of Xinghui, Fang Yimo.
Meng Fuyao looked at him, her eyebrows were half furrowed and half relaxed—she didn't know whether it was luck or bad luck to see Fang Yimo at this moment, it was obvious that he was the one who was dueling with Wuyin here, and he was also when Wuyin was fully launching the formation. Trapped, just now Meng Fuyao and Bei Ye worked together to break the mirror, Fang Yimo escaped in an instant, supposedly he should thank her, but...Meng Fuyao remembers the last time when he said goodbye, Fang Yimo said that he would kill her once and save her once , then this encounter, will he save her or kill her
Fang Yimo looked back in mid-air and saw her.
Meng Fuyao was wearing a mask, but Fang Yimo turned his eyes on Zhan Beiye, and then looked at her, his eyes were full of understanding.
He flicked his sleeves in mid-air and chuckled: "Why do you only offend the top experts every time?"
Meng Fuyao stared at this "little lady" in scarlet clothes who was still in style, and smiled helplessly: "I am not compatible with you by nature."
Fang Yimo stalked Wuyin with Xinghui with one hand, pointed at Meng Fuyao with the other and said, "Should I save you or kill you?"
Meng Fuyao looked at him, smiled and didn't speak, thinking what kind of tricks are you pretending to play, at least I will give you a crystal house, and besides, I am not Wuxia Amon.
Zhan Beiye took a step away and stood in front of her.
In the silence, Fang Yimo tilted his head to think for a while, and said: "First... kill!"
At the same time, Wuyin suddenly said: "Return Yuepo's true energy!"
"call out-"
The two voices sounded at the same time, and the two powerhouses chose to attack Meng Fuyao at the same time. The stars were shining for thousands of miles, and the mist was heavy. Large pieces of silvery white starlight mixed with deep black mist rolled over like raging waves, like splashes on the turbid waves of the sea. There are thousands of broken waves, and they rise up into a huge and hideous wall of beast mouths, rushing towards the swaying light boat in the stormy sea!
Meng Fu turned into a boat!
The hurricane-like strong qi cannot be resisted by manpower, and the current Meng Fuyao is absolutely unable to resist the combined attack of the two powerful men. She was instantly swept up and flew out.
Fortunately, there is still a battle against Kitano.
As soon as the two people's voices came out of their mouths, he rushed forward, and the golden pestle was as brilliant as the light of stars. like hands.
"boom!"
Wu Yin retreated half a step, his face turned pale, Zhan Beiye swallowed a mouthful of blood, swayed, and caught Meng Fuyao who was about to fly out with his backhand, Meng Fuyao turned around like a flying eagle in his hand, "Kill the sky" In a flash, Fang Yimo's shining stars were severely cut off.
However, just when Zhan Beiye didn't take the opportunity to chase after him, he was distracted to catch Meng Fuyao. The moment Meng Fuyao slashed at Xinghui, Wu Yin turned his finger, and the ancient mirror flipped over.
Zhan Beiye Meng Fuyao's feet were empty at the same time.
Both of them were not on a firm footing, Zhan Beiye slanted his back to catch Meng Fuyao, and took over the force of her swinging the saber.
When I fell down, I heard the strong wind and the sound of water waves below me.
Ningdaihe!
They turned out to be on the cliff by the river just now!
Meng Fuyao fell down, flipped his palms, and was about to turn over and hit the water before jumping up, when suddenly a cold light struck down on the cliff above!
The cold light was aimed directly at her chest, Meng Fuyao couldn't dodge it in mid-air, so he had to raise his hand to catch it.
Suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and something flew over to block her, and then she heard a muffled groan, the black shadow fell quickly, hitting Meng Fuyao heavily, and Meng Fuyao's eyes were blackened and her throat was sweet. Where the two vaguely collided, they collided again with their remaining strength, and the collision directly shattered all of Meng Fuyao's consciousness.
She said: "Zhan..." Before she could finish her sentence, she tumbled and fell down.
"Plop!"
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"Plop!"
The impact of a human body falling into the water from a high place is no small matter, even so Meng Fuyao still struggled to retain a little clarity, remembering Zhan Beiye who blocked the blow, but the moment her back touched the water surface, a bird suddenly protruded from the bottom of the water. The palm gently met her back.
The upper and lower forces intersect, Meng Fuyao only feels that there is a strong influx from the front and back of her heart, which drives the true energy in her body to collide. I don't know where there is a sudden light, like an infinite light bursting out from under the dome. She has not had time to feel this inexplicable He was knocked unconscious by the chaotic rush of true energy.
She sank slowly.
Deep water is endless.
Ningdai River, the largest river in Xuanyuan that runs through the entire territory, is named Ningdai because the river is so deep that it looks like a deep black with no bottom.
Meng Fuyao fell to the bottom of the water.
She lay quietly, her face was pale under the mask, but there was a faint change in her skin, and she didn't know whether it was because of the water or other reasons. The color slowly reversed, gradually returning to the original white, but it seemed to be whiter, like the color of milk and jade, faintly shining with the texture of jade, like a perfectly carved jade statue.
Her body also experienced the same changes, even the teeth and fingernails gradually turned pale milky and became harder.
And in the depths of the inner dantian that no one can see, the true energy moves at an unprecedented speed, expands the meridians, relaxes and activates the blood, rushes along the eight extraordinary meridians, constantly accommodates, merges, absorbs, and transforms until it converges into a The rushing river flowed into the treasure of the moon soul hidden in the treasure light in the dantian, and the floating silver light was wrapped by the river flow, and was worn away layer by layer, finally turning into bits of broken light in the river flow. Jiang Liu, instantly brilliant, the light spreads out from the dantian as the center, illuminating the entire internal organs, where the light reaches, the damaged meridians, hidden blood congestion, and weak body energy are instantly repaired and cleared , tamp down.
Above the sixth floor of "Breaking the Nine Heavens", the real realm above human beings, the seventh floor of the "Jade Body"!
Diligent practice day and night, the simultaneous gathering of top masters' true strength, and the precise timing of the front and rear attack, instantly dissipated the blockage of Meng Fuyao's meridian, and achieved the nine layers of "Broken Nine Heavens", because the last The key is the most difficult to cross the seven-layer realm.
If it is said that before the sixth level, they are only first-class masters, but after the seventh level, they will really step into the top door, and get a glimpse of the key realm of the natural method. Many of them stopped before this decisive level, and they could only hover outside the entrance of the seventh level of God Realm for a lifetime.
From then on, the door of martial arts god realm finally opened to Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao didn't know that this moment was almost a critical change, and fell into a deep sleep without knowing it. At this moment, she had gone through the critical juncture of her promotion, and she most needed a sound sleep for repair and recovery.
No one disturbed her deep sleep.
The water is deep, and a man with calm and deep eyes is sitting on a white stone. The long waves of the water make his clothes flutter, passing by the tender aquatic plants and the fish swimming in groups. woman.
His black hair was scattered in the water, and his long eyebrows became blacker and more like black jade because of the water infiltration, but his eyes were softer and brighter than the water, with a relieved smile.
Seeing the subtle changes in the woman's skin, he smiled slightly, and a faint bloodshot appeared on the corners of his lips when he smiled, and a light pink was formed in the water, which was instantly washed away by the water.
The momentum of falling from the cliff, Xinghui's true strength, and the true energy he sent out, all three superimposed in an instant, plus the need to quickly touch her stagnant place to adjust the meridians at that moment-even Da Luo Jinxian couldn't stand it.
But fortunately... finally solved.
Changsun Wuji floated up with a smile and landed beside Meng Fuyao, a string of crystal clear water bubbles formed between his movements, like pearls falling continuously, and then gently pecked open by the silver-red fish.
He lightly stroked Meng Fuyao's smooth long hair, and pressed his fingers on her wrist, showing a satisfied smile and at the same time seemed slightly annoyed, suddenly leaned down slightly, and kissed Meng Fuyao's forehead all the way with his lips, In the end, he bit Meng Fuyao's lips.
The lips were extra plump and moist due to the moisture of the water, and they were as bright as blooming roses. Changsun Wuji nibbled gently with a smile, savoring every bit of her unique fragrance and softness. He would be alarmed, so he simply pried open the white teeth to attack the city and plunder the land. Behind the white teeth, the gates were half open, and the crystal palace was full of flowers waiting to be picked, and his tongue became a flexible fish. Swimming freely, arousing snow-colored waves, above the waves, the sky is clear and the sun shines brightly.
you worrying... little thing...
The smiling voice muttered in his heart, he embraced the slender, soft but flexible waist of the woman under him, and kissed long and tenderly, deeply and attentively, until he felt the woman's breath gradually quickening, really The airflow slowed down, and she reluctantly exited the city occupied by evil intentions, but she seemed a little unwilling, turned her head to her earlobe, and rolled the round and white earlobe like a pearl into her teeth, fiddled with it several times, and gently touched her earlobe. bite.
The woman under him trembled again, causing him to laugh out loud. He calculated that he had been underwater for a long time, and the two of them couldn't hold on any longer. They stretched out their hands to hug her, and with a flick of their sleeves, they were like light purple swimmers. The fish floated on the line and broke the water.
With a sound of "crash", the two of them got out of the water, at the same time Meng Fuyao also opened his eyes, and saw that there was water all around him, and he was in the arms of his eldest grandson Wuji, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he said, "Why are you..."
The eldest grandson Wuji raised his eyebrows: "Who am I supposed to be?"
Meng Fuyao twitched her lips—who can she say? She said fighting Kitano? That was also a misunderstanding.
But what about the unlucky war emperor? Meng Fuyao's last memory is Xinghui's icy strike, Zhan Beiye was replaced by his body, and then... turned into the eldest grandson Wuji again.
Why does he always appear when he should appear most
Why did her lips feel a little numb and her earlobes ached
Why does she always have the feeling that the bad things belong to others, and the cheap things belong to him
Meng Fuyao touched his lips, and stared suspiciously at Changsun Wuji, seeing that his complexion seemed unwell, a little uneasy, and asked: "What's wrong with you? You look malnourished."
The eldest grandson Wuji smiled and said: "Perhaps he has saved many lives." He counted with his fingers in a serious manner: "One, two, three..."
"Where are there three people?" Meng Fuyao muttered, suddenly pleasantly surprised: "Zhuzhu was also saved by you?"
Changsun Wuji nodded and said: "I had already left Lingzhu Mountain, and accidentally saw the stars in the sky. When I came back, the formation had already started. I entered by water, and when I was about to break through the formation, I found Yalanzhu. She was on the cliff. I picked up an eagle's nest by accident, and she was about to pick off the flightless cub, and the eagle was going to peck her eyes, but Ya Lanzhu let go of her hand and jumped down, so I had to go there first."
Meng Fuyao thought to himself that he did see something on Zhuzhu when he was in the formation, it turned out to be this one, this child is also ruthless enough to jump as soon as he said it, fortunately his eldest grandson Wuji followed, otherwise if he fell into the water and fainted, he would play in two or three minutes over.
"Then I took over Zhan Beiye." Changsun Wuji smiled, "I realized that I don't need to look for you anymore. You will fall one by one, and I will take care of it."
Meng Fuyao laughed, and said: "What about those two? Is it important to Zhan Beiye? Why don't we go there, why are we always floating in the water and talking?"
"Because..." Changsun Wuji looked into her eyes and answered slowly: "First, floating in the water is closer, and the opportunity is rare. Second, I like to be alone, and third, Princess Ya also likes to be alone."
"..."
Prince is the worst...
Meng Fuyao lowered his head and saw that his clothes were completely wet, and he was embraced by his eldest grandson Wuji, all that should be exposed and that should not be exposed, and all that should be touched was touched. Thinking of his three words, the small universe suddenly slumped. Smoked, and cursed: "Changsun Wuji, when can you stop playing tricks..."
The eldest grandson Wuji lowered his head and blocked her mouth: "Wait until you marry me."
Meng Fuyao made two "woo hoo", before she had time to express any approval or disapproval, Changsun Wuji had already let go of her, and said to himself: "The water flows slowly, today's share is almost the same."
"Huh?" Meng Fuyao stared at him suspiciously, but Changsun Wuji suddenly let go of her, and gently pushed her: "Come on, go ashore."
"It's still more than ten feet away from the shore. You told me to go up to dream with one step, you—" Meng Fuyao cursed while lifting her leg, and then suddenly choked with an "uh".
... She lifted her leg and stood on the ground.
Meng Fuyao slowly lowered his eyes to see that there were no rocket thrusters on his legs, and then slowly raised his eyes, feeling that he didn't have wings on his back either
She stretched out her hand, took a closer look, and felt that there was nothing unusual except that the palm was a little whiter and had a particularly solid feeling.
However, it is a fact that the true energy in her body surged up like a huge wave and made her feel like flying, and it is also a fact that she crossed a distance of more than ten feet in an instant.
upgraded
Judging from the changes in body skin, it actually crossed the sixth floor and went directly to the seventh floor
But obviously not long ago, I gave some of my real power to Xiaoqi, and I went back one level, only wandering in the first level of the sixth floor.
According to the speed of my practice in the past... it's too miraculous, right
Changsun Wuji came over with a smile, stepped lightly on the river bank, and said, "Congratulations, Fuyao, not only is the moon soul zhenqi in your body fully fused, but also refined by your own original real power, and you will go to a higher level."
Meng Fuyao raised his eyes in a daze, and asked, "Was that blow by Xinghui?"
Changsun Wuji's eyes flashed, and said: "He is really a weird person, he will kill you first, then save you, he will save you as well."
"What's the meaning?"
"That blow was sure to kill, but it was blocked by Zhan Beiye, and the strength was removed, and the true energy was transformed, breaking through your blockage."
"What if there is no such block?"
"It depends on your luck. If you can catch it, you will benefit endlessly. If you can't catch it, you will die."
Meng Fuyao twitched the corner of his mouth and scolded: "What a fucking pervert, killing and saving lives is so complicated, so I don't know whether to hate him or thank him."
"I don't think he cares about your hatred and doesn't need your thanks." Changsun Wuji said indifferently, "Fang Yimo has always been moody and willful."
"But I still think it's a bit strange to increase the true energy..." Meng Fuyao frowned and thought, "It's not that simple..."
Changsun Wuji smiled without saying a word, took her hand and said, "Look at those two."
The two turned around a cliff, Zhan Beiye was still unconscious on a rock, wearing only his underwear, Ya Lanzhu lit a fire and roasted his clothes on the fire.
Seeing this, Meng Fuyao couldn't get over it, so he quietly gestured and asked Changsun Wuji: "Did you take off your clothes?"
Changsun Wuji shook his head, Meng Fu shook the black line—Zhuzhu, I adore you.
She scratched her chin, thinking that Emperor Zhan's underwear was still wet, would Zhuzhu also pick it up and bake it for him
I also thought, Zhuzhu, can you be more brave, just eat it and wipe it off
Her eyes were probably too obscene, Changsun Wuji looked back at her, and suddenly whispered in her ear: "You are right, I should have done what I did just now."
"..."
Meng Fuyao pinched it fiercely...
Changsun Wuji smiled, let her pinch her, and suddenly pulled her hand away, Meng Fuyao was still worried and turned his head frequently, Changsun Wuji said: "I have already informed Heifengqi to come here to meet Beiye."
He pointed to the top of the cliff, and said: "Fuyao, you don't want to try your entry, how far has it reached?"
Meng Fuyao looked at him, his eyes gradually brightened.
The eldest grandson Wuji smiled: "Don't you want to change the name of the top ten in the world who have been arranged in order for thirty years without changing it?"
Meng Fuyao whistled, and touched Changsun Wuji's face with a smile: "I don't know who gave birth to me, but Changsun Wuji also knows me!"
The eldest grandson Wuji smiled and pushed her: "Go, you can touch as you like when you win."
Meng Fuyao laughed, tied up her loose long hair, raised her legs, and ran up.
She galloped straight up the cliff, walking lightly as if walking on flat ground, the drenched clothes on her body were instantly evaporated by the rising and flowing zhenqi, and she galloped on the cliff, forming black flying lines.
Changsun Wuji looked up at her as she crossed the wall and went away in an instant, her back like a hunting flag going straight into the blue sky, his eyes were far and deep, as if he saw the long sky phoenix he carefully guarded, and finally spread its wings proudly and soared into the sky.
The flying phoenix finally rose and went straight to the clouds, piercing the sky with a clear voice!
Meng Fuyao went straight to the top of the cliff, the duel between the top ten was still going on, the formation failed to trap Xinghui's Wu Yin, and his martial arts were on par with him, the two agreed to this agreement many years ago, the duel location was determined by Wu Yin is fixed, but the time is determined by Xinghui. Wu Yin was entrusted by the tribe to kill Xuanyuanmin and Meng Fuyao, but in the end she was suddenly entangled by Fang Yimo, feeling a little irritable. She stopped in the middle of the fight and stepped back a few steps: "You and I have played for so many years, isn't it just for the eighth and ninth rank? I let you be."
"Let me tell you, your position will be mine soon, what will you give?"
A laughing voice came suddenly, Wuyin Xinghui turned their heads together, and saw Meng Fuyao, who was never afraid of cowhide being blown, came up from the cliff calmly. Fang Yimo shrank his eyes when he saw her footwork, and smiled. Said: "You kid is really lucky."
Meng Fuyao glanced at him and snorted, but Wu Yin said, "Hey, where is the Moon Soul Essence?"
Meng Fuyao pointed at his nose and said with a smile: "Now it's all in my flesh and blood. If you have the ability, you can't get it back even if you cut me off every inch."
Wu Yin sized her up, her eyes showed surprise, she thought for a while and said: "You go to Yue Po and pay him thirty years of strength."
Meng Fuyao squinted at her: "I don't want it, what's the matter with you?"
"Just be nice to him." Kirigakure answered simply, with a sincere expression on his handsome face, "How can he give this thing to others? His hair is all white."
Meng Fuyao looked at her... This woman and Yun Hun's shy temperament are really two extremes, so clear and so straightforward, if she likes you, she treats you well, if you want to pull her down, a normal person loves but can't be frustrated, her eyes It doesn't mean anything at all, Meng Fuyao has never seen someone who loves so simply and calmly, not afraid of being known, not afraid of being rejected, love is entirely her own business.
This is a woman who makes her own world a whole, and no one else can hurt her. No wonder she can arrange such an impeccable formation. Meng Fuyao thinks that in terms of temperament, she might be better matched with Moon Soul, but fate in this world is different from that of Moon Soul. Heartbeat has never been purely matched according to personality.
Everything depends on the heart.
Meeting this kind of person, even if she once wanted to kill herself, Meng Fuyao couldn't help but soften her heart, hey, there are so many interesting people in the top ten, all of them are treasures, there is no need to fight to the death, just take her place .
She smiled, "Slaying Heaven" slowly lifted up, pointing at Wuyin's brows, and said word by word: "If you want to order me, you can trade your strength for it!"
Wu Yin frowned, looked at her in surprise, and said, "Challenge?"
Meng Fuyao nodded: "Yes, challenge."
Fang Yimo, who had already retreated to one side, suddenly smiled and said, "The top ten have not been challenged for thirty years."
"Then let's start with me." Meng Fuyao laughed loudly, "Master Xinghui, please be the judge."
"Did you kill Yansha?" Wu Yin said suddenly: "He was injured under your hands. I met him. According to the practice of martial arts, you can already be a substitute for the top ten."
"Yansha's death, I have a clever technique relying on the right time and place." Meng Fuyao replied: "But now, I want to win you with pure martial arts."
"condition?"
"I lost, and I will be slaughtered by Lord Wuyin. If you want to chop me up and grind me up, you can find the moon soul essence." Meng Fuyao smiled, "You lose, and the position of the top ten will be given to me. Never meddle in any affairs of the Xuanyuan family."
Kirigakure lowered his eyelashes, tightened the bronze mirror in his hand with a man-like bony hand, and said, "Please."
She took a step back, not daring to underestimate Meng Fuyao's strength, she swung the bronze mirror flying with five fingers, instantly forming layers of mist, rising from the sky, the ground, the water, the trees, and everything in nature, Hulala covered like a heavy curtain.
Meng Fuyao's figure flickered, and instead of retreating, he advanced, the "Slaying Heaven" magic knife pointed, a snow-white arc appeared in the midair, and Shen Xiong, who had nothing fancy, slashed. Destroying the flowers and plants, the withered and yellow broken leaves between the stone crevices on the cliff were instantly twisted into powder, and then caught in the mighty wind, but the stone crevices were slowly cracked at the same time, Fang Yimo, who was sitting leisurely on the top of the cliff Frowning, he stretched out his finger, and the cracked stone was fixed.
The two over there were already entangled in battle, and the mist of Wuyin instantly enveloped Meng Fuyao, trying to drag her into the formation of mountains and rivers to trap her, but Meng Fuyao had already suffered a lot and was determined not to be fooled, so he had already seen the terrain on the cliff Calculated her footwork correctly, she rose and fell, twisted, moved and dodged, her moves were open and closed, and the wind was blowing, but her postures were all small and delicate. She stood on the top of the cliff with a radius of only a tabletop, with extremely abundant strength and strength. The ingenious trick is to trap Wugao who wants to trap her, not to give her a chance to drag herself into the formation, but to slowly wrap her into his own martial arts formation, pointing, poking, handing, closing, every time In a single-movement battle, she was slowly leading Kirigakure away from her original position and into the battlefield controlled by her true energy.
Fang Yimo sat idly on a precipitous and protruding cliff on the top of the cliff, watching the duel indifferently, although he knew that Meng Fuyao's skill improved instantly, but he still didn't expect much from her, anyway, The top ten who have been famous for 30 years have long been the existence of Taishan Beidou, and unshakable has become a rock-like rule, but after only a few glances, surprise appeared in his eyes.
Every time I meet this girl, he impresses him... She seems to have just improved her skills, but she has already grasped the initial rules of the natural method in an instant - to establish her own true force field, to dominate the overall pace of the battle, and in the real strong In the battle of the opponents, whoever can grasp the rhythm and rhythm smoothly will be the winner! And this little girl kept her expression on every step of the way, and Kirigakure knew that she was delimiting and limiting herself, but she couldn't completely get rid of it!
He sighed here, and inadvertently discovered that the cracks in the rock were even bigger when he sat down, and in just a split second, his position was included in the battlefield on the cliff controlled by Meng Fuyao, Fang Yimo quickly panicked again