Master Xuanbing never thought that Deng Jiuling appeared when she was about to reconcile yin and yang twice.
Not only that, Deng Jiuling touched and touched twice!
Damn it!
Do you want to be so nonsense
Deng Jiuling took away Thousand Years of Squirrel, and now he is coming to take away Thousand-Year End of the World Grass
by! by! by!
Angrily attacked his heart, Master Xuanbing rolled his eyes too, and fainted to death.
"Sister Meng!" Deng Jiuling's face changed slightly, and he quickly picked up Master Xuanbing.
Although this scene is a bit of that.
But at this moment, Deng Jiuling didn't have any evil thoughts.
He picked up the beautiful woman, Deng Jiuling quickly floated up, and placed the beautiful woman on the reclining chair.
Then, Deng Jiuling tried to save the beauty by artificial respiration.
But unexpectedly...
At this moment, Master Xuanbing, who hadn't fainted, felt vaguely that someone was kissing herself.
"brute!"
Master Xuanbing was too sad and angry, and fainted again.
"This..." Deng Jiuling was embarrassed with a black line on his face.
At this moment, Zhou Feixue's graceful shadow appeared on the shore of the hot spring.
Gosh!
Zhou Feixue's eyes widened and his face was dull.
Although Zhou Feixue knew that Deng Jiuling had already had that with Senior Sister Meng.
But in broad daylight, the clothes of these two people are in the distance, and they are actually in the wicker chair...
"Feixue, it's not what you think. I came here to have something to do. I didn't expect that Senior Sister Meng was actually at the bottom of the hot spring water..."
Deng Jiuling's tone was quick, and he talked about what happened probably once.
"That's it."
Hearing this, Zhou Feixue's pretty face changed slightly, and she quickly gave Master Xuanbing a pulse.
"No, Senior Sister Meng's Yin and Yang are not tuned. If you don't add it up in time, I'm afraid it will be life-threatening." Zhou Feixue's expression suddenly changed.
what
Hearing this, Deng Jiuling shook for a while, and a very unpleasant feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
"Feixue, you... what do you mean?" Deng Jiuling asked tentatively.
"Brother, is it possible that my words are not clear enough?"
Rolling her beautiful eyes, Zhou Feixue said angrily: "You hurry up to plow the land, or after half a stick of incense, Senior Sister Meng will be out of help."
what
Hearing this, Deng Jiuling was dizzy: "This... isn't it good?"
"What's wrong? You dreamed of the man of Senior Sister, isn't it normal?"
Zhou Feixue said angrily: "Brother, don't waste time, I'm guarding the law at the door, you hurry up."
After speaking, Zhou Feixue turned into a fragrant breeze and left.
Before leaving, Zhou Feixueyu circulated her hands and lit a stick of incense.
Boom!
The next moment, the gate closed.
The world suddenly became quiet.
The windows were also closed, and it looked dark.
In the empty hot spring room, there was only the sound of rapid heartbeat.
"Sister Meng, offended, I... also save you!"
Gululu!
After swallowing, Deng Jiuling let out a long sigh and started...
…
After a stick of incense, Deng Jiuling put on his clothes and stood up.
Snapped!
A slap in the face resounded across the sky in an instant.
Wow!
After that, the woman in white clothes Shengxue, a long sword, had reached Deng Jiuling's neck.
angry!
At this moment, the beautiful eyes of the white-clothed woman were full of monstrous anger.
As the daughter of Venerable Xuanbing, the woman in white never thought that she would be caught by Deng Jiuling for the second time...
can! evil!
In particular, Venerable Xuanbing also asked the white-clothed woman to find an opportunity to poison Deng Jiuling to death.
But at this critical moment of acuteness, Deng Jiuling was once again, relaxed, awe-inspiring...
Gosh!
This... is too exaggerated, right
Shame and anger!
For the first time, it can be a misunderstanding!
But this time, what is it
What made the woman in white grief and anger the most was that she didn't resist during the whole process.
"Sister Meng, I just... just wanted to save you, and didn't have much thoughts."
Deng Jiuling looked at the white-clothed woman and sighed and said, "If you can use my death to exchange your treason, then come on."
After speaking, Deng Jiuling stretched out his neck and did not resist.
This incident, Deng Jiuling, was just saving people, nothing more.
but!
In any case, Deng Jiuling knew that he took a huge advantage.
If you carry the pot, you can only bear it!
"Little thief Lei Feng, do you really think that I dare not kill you?"
With a bite of the silver teeth of the woman in white, a sword turned into a raging fire, instantly facing Deng Jiuling's chest.
Cang!
In an instant, blood was flowing like a fountain.
The blood dyed Deng Jiuling's clothes completely red.
"You... why don't you hide?"
Damn it!
The sword in the hand of the woman in white fell to the ground instantly, her pretty face turned pale.
Originally, the woman in white thought that Deng Jiuling would avoid it.
Originally, the white-clothed woman did not really want to kill Deng Jiuling.
nowadays!
Gosh!
Why is this happening!
If Deng Jiuling really avoided, then Deng Jiuling would be a scumbag in her heart.
In this way, the woman in white chased and killed Deng Jiuling without any psychological burden.
But unexpectedly...
Deng Jiuling didn't avoid it, but accepted the sword calmly!
day!
As a result, the heart of the white-clothed woman suddenly became confused.
"Sister Meng, everything is my fault, I... naturally can't avoid it."
Ignoring the blood flowing, Deng Jiuling was a little sad: "I once liked a girl, but because I avoided and didn't dare to look at the relationship directly, I finally passed her by."
"By the time I want to be with her, she is-dead."
Hum!
The voice fell, and the woman in white immediately paled.
Deng Jiuling said these words, although he was talking about the lady in red.
But in the ears of the woman in white, is it not the portrayal of her heart now
"Sister Meng, in fact, I... This time, I came to get Tianya grass and wanted to save her. It's a pity..."
Boom!
The next moment, Deng Jiuling was lying in a wheelchair and completely lost his breath.
"No!" The woman in white suddenly changed her face.
boom!
The next moment, the door was knocked open directly.
then…
A towering figure in a palace costume appeared in front of Master Xuanbing.
"Master, please, save him."
Puff!
The woman in white knelt on the ground, her pretty face pale.
Snapped!
When the voice fell, the woman in white slapped her face with a slap.
"Bitch, what the palace said to you, did you become the wind in your ears?" Venerable Xuanbing said with a fierce expression on his face.
If it weren't for passing by this place accidentally, Venerable Xuanbing would not have thought that his daughter would be what Deng Jiuling had with Deng Jiuling in this broad daylight.
Zhou Feixue outside the door had been tapped directly by Venerable Xuanbing, not knowing what had happened.
When Venerable Xuanbing stepped into this place, he happened to see the white-clothed woman who stabbed Deng Jiuling to death with a sword.
Originally, Venerable Xuanbing was quite relieved, feeling that the white-clothed woman was very obedient and did not use poison, but directly killed Deng Jiuling.
But unexpectedly...
Deng Jiuling, this damned bastard, just died by himself, so he still harmed the woman in white
grass!
Venerable Xuanbing, suddenly furious!
No, not angry!
however…
Facing the anger of Venerable Xuanbing, the woman in white still kowtows: "Master, as long as you can save him, I will do anything!"
At the moment Deng Jiuling "dead", the woman in white still understood that Deng Jiuling had a place in her heart for a long time.
nonsense!
The so-called one-day couple, one hundred days grace!
The white-clothed woman and Deng Jiuling are two-day husband and wife, and this kindness is naturally there.
and!
Deng Jiuling is so affectionate and righteous, why does the white-clothed woman still sullen her heart, the most true thought
If you can choose, a few days ago, the woman in white would definitely refuse to obey the words of Venerable Xuanbing.
unfortunately…
Now, the woman in white understands that this world is so big that no one except Venerable Xuanbing can save Deng Jiuling.
"My palace can save him, but I must promise one thing in my palace, otherwise the matter will not be discussed." Venerable Xuanbing said coldly.
"As long as I can save him, I would like to listen to Master's arrangement." The white-clothed woman said quickly.
"From today, you are no longer Master Xuan Bing, but return to the vulgar. The lay name is Xuan Meng!"
Venerable Xuanbing was as indifferent as a god, and said coldly: "In addition, for tonight's matter, you go and grandson Yue'er, have a showdown!"
"If you win, you will be fine."
"If you lose, then you must agree to this palace..."
After being Venerable Xuanbing, he probably said his thoughts once.
The face of the woman in white instantly turned pale as paper.
but…
In order for Deng Jiuling to die, the woman in white can only nod her head: "Okay, Master, I promise you."
"In that case, hold this token. From now on, there is no Master Xuanbing, only Xuanmeng!" Venerable Xuanbing said coldly.
Wow!
The voice fell, and the white-clothed woman's eyes flickered.
When he woke up, he had already left the Xuanbing Pavilion.
This is the power of the formation, the woman in white naturally understands.
The woman in white knew very well that even though Venerable Xuanbing, she hated Deng Jiuling very much.
But Venerable Xuanbing promised a lot of money, since she promised to save Deng Jiuling, she would naturally not miscalculate.
"Unexpectedly, I practiced'too much forgiving love' all my life, but in the end, because of one word of love, I finally turned against the master."
The woman in white sighed slightly, turned into a streamer, and left.
The woman in white needs a rest, and then has a fierce battle with her grandson Yue'er.
This battle, the woman in white, must win!
Otherwise, the condition proposed by Venerable Xuanbing would be unacceptable to the woman in white.
…
It wasn't until the white-clothed woman walked far that Venerable Xuanbing cast his gaze on Deng Jiuling.
"The lucky boy, I can get my daughter, which contains the power for 30 years."
Glancing at Deng Jiuling in disgust, Venerable Xuanbing waved his hand and began to treat Deng Jiuling.
…
"Brother, wake up." Zhou Feixue's voice suddenly echoed in his ears.
Hearing that, Deng Jiuling opened his eyes, only to find himself lying in the hall of Ninth Mountain.
"Aren't we in Xuanbingtang?" Deng Jiuling was a little dazed and puzzled.
"Brother, you are drunk, sister Meng asked the disciple to send you back." Zhou Feixue said with a smile.
"Drunk?" Deng Jiuling was taken aback, becoming more and more at a loss.
If I remember correctly, it was clearly a woman in white, who pierced Deng Jiuling's chest with a sword, causing Deng Jiuling to almost die.
When Deng Jiuling woke up, he had already returned to the Ninth Mountain.
This... What's the situation
Deng Jiuling looked down and was shocked...