"Qingyuan?" Xifeng called out, but no one answered. She frowned and turned around in place. There was corn on all sides and she couldn't see the way. She made such a big wall for her again.
She snorted coldly, if you don't let her go out, she can only destroy the cornfield, isn't it a scarecrow, to protect your cornfield, then force you to appear, if she doesn't appear, she will cut down the whole corn forest, and then put the corn eat up.
Thinking about it, she turned into a long sword and began to chop the corn stalk that was taller than her head.
The sword was sharp, and wherever it went, all the corn was cut off.
In the blink of an eye, it shifted a place.
The scarecrow standing next to the spring looked at the falling corn and jumped up and down uneasy.
"Let her come out." Qing Yuan looked up at it, "Otherwise the corn will be gone."
The scarecrow was still jumping on the spot, a little anxious. It can feel that the people inside are not easy to mess with, and it is very likely that it will cut off its head. It jumped for a while, and Qing Yuan said again: "Then I went in to find her."
The scarecrow jumped in front of him and wouldn't let him in.
Qing Yuan is not worried about what danger Xifeng will encounter. She is very powerful, but she herself does not know how powerful she is.
He was just worried that the whole cornfield would be cut down by her, and that dinner would have to be corn from the entrance of the village.
The corn there is not as sweet as the one here.
he does not like.
"Whoa, whoa."
The constantly felled corn collided with each other, and the leaves swished.
The scarecrow couldn't wait any longer, and jumped in again.
Qingyuan felt that it would probably be torn apart by Xifeng. In order to protect the fragile scarecrow, he decided to take Xifeng out first.
The west wind, who had cut a corn road, was not in a hurry, and continued to cut the corn, humming a song again.
"Corn, corn, sweet and savory corn. Steamed corn, boiled corn, roasted corn, stewed corn, boiled corn, corn, corn, corn, hum, hum, eat, eat, corn..."
She was writing happily when a gust of wind suddenly blew, and a blue shadow suddenly stopped in front of her, making her blue silk fly and she ate a mouthful. She stretched out her hand and lifted it away, not surprised by Qing Yuan's appearance. She raised her eyes and glanced at him, and asked, "Is Xiaohuo back?"
"No."
"Hmph, I was thinking of grabbing it and setting it on fire."
"The Scarecrow is a good man, you should stop bullying him."
"If it handed over Miss Yu'er and asked me to go to Zhao's house to get a little money, I wouldn't bother to bully her." Xifeng touched his stomach, "Do you want to eat meat?"
Qing Yuan shook his head: "I don't want to."
"… Do you want to eat steamed buns?"
"In no mood."
The plan to impress the dragon with delicious food didn't work at all, Xifeng became angry and pinched his stomach: "What do you want, drink your dew."
She suddenly caught the point of the sentence, frowned, and asked, "You said the scarecrow is a good person? Could it be that the monster is a scarecrow, not someone manipulating it?"
"Yeah." Qing Yuan said, "You fell asleep last night, and it jumped in front of the window outside your house all night. I asked it to let you out just now, but it refused to settle the account with you, but still Didn't come..." He pondered, and suddenly, "You must have sang it just now, scaring it away."
"… "
"I thought it was your sword that scratched the stone, but then I thought wrong, it was more like you were singing."
"...Enough!" Xifeng clenched his long sword, his teeth rattled, eating and sleeping to fight Qinglong! Fight the dragon!
- But forget it, she can't beat her, and she might be beaten to death.
Xifeng's heart is sad, she really has to dump him, otherwise she will die of suffocation because she can't realize her dream in this life.
She put away her long sword, pinned her flute to her waist, and said "open" in one word. The fallen corn stalks stood up, lined up in two lines, broke the corn in front of her, and squeezed out a line for her. road.
At the end of the road is the farmhouse.
where the girl lives.
After she came out, Qing Yuan took a step and glanced at the cornfield. The cut corn stalk returned to its original place with a "swoosh" and was reborn, as if it had not been cut off just now.
Vaguely, he saw the tall grass man with a stick again, jumping up and down with joy.
Xifeng still didn't find Zhao Yu'er.
Not only in the villagers' houses, but even their pots and pans, wells and jars, as long as they can hide people, she has searched.
The sun will go down again, and there is still nothing to gain.
At night, everyone sat together again, and the dinner was still corn, raw.
Pu Yu took a few bites and disliked the sweetness of raw corn, so he stopped eating it and asked, "Where's your fire rat?"
Xifeng knew what she was going to do, and said directly: "I won't bake it for you."
"...No wonder Master said you had a bad temper."
Xifeng's face darkened: "Shut up."
Puyu knew the thorn in her heart, and she continued: "This time, when I went out, Master told us that if I see you, I will tell you about him, Master..."
When Xifeng stood up, he wanted to beat her up, Puyu was slightly startled, and she reacted in a moment, and was ready to fight her. Xifeng really wanted to seal her mouth, but the breeze under the silvery-white moonlight wafted faintly with a demonic aura.
She was familiar with that demonic energy, it was a small fire.
She turned around and looked back, but Xiaohuo could not see it, but there was already Xiaohuo's voice transmission "I'm so hungry... help...". She dropped Puyu and ran in the direction of the sound. Seeing this, Qingyuan also chased after him with a corn.
Pu Yu watched for a while and sat down, but saw his senior brother's face was cold. She paused for a while, not wanting him to talk about Xifeng, and said instead, "Senior brother, I'm afraid there is nothing Master is looking for in this village, let's go, Seventh Senior Brother and the others are still trapped in the lotus pond by the water demon."
"Master said something is here, so it must be here." Wuying still scolded, "Don't deliberately provoke West Wind, you know how much she hates Master."
"But if it wasn't for Master, she would die with her mother! Why should she hate Master!"
Wuying thought of Xiao Xifeng standing beside her mother's corpse back then, silent for a long time, her eyes darkened: "Because she would rather die with her mother."
Pu Yu was stunned, but did not refute this sentence.
Xifeng didn't hear what they said, and she was still concentrating on looking for Xiaohuo.
"Idiot, idiot, as an ancient strange beast, I am a little mortal to worry about." Seeing that Qingyuan had already caught up, Xifeng felt that Qingyuan was better. On the one hand, oh, and when it comes to spending her money indiscriminately, he's still pretty good.
Not only can she protect herself, but she can also help her catch monsters.
I don't know how many times better than a small fire that can only breathe fire.
"Xifeng." Qing Yuan asked, "Who is 'Master'?"
Xifeng's heart skipped a beat, but the questioning without malicious intent made her annoyed.
"Don't explain." Qing Yuan, who noticed that she was unhappy, said, rubbing her head, "Be good."
The palm of the hand on her head was gently pressed, and somehow it seemed to press her tears out, like a water pump, pressing it, water would come out. She trapped the tears in her eyes, and smiled with a snort, covering up the sudden and warm voice to coax her into obedience.
"Who is the master? The master is the head of the spiritual hall, and he is a bastard." Xifeng looked at him, his face was calm, but his eyes were full of indifference, "He killed my mother."
Qing Yuan was startled.
"In front of everyone, and in my face, he killed my mother with his own hands." Xifeng's throat choked slightly, and he smiled disguisedly, "He didn't let me die, but let me live."
"Don't talk about it." Qing Yuan could feel the pain in her voice, he didn't like seeing such a west wind at all.
He wants to listen to her singing, watch her catch demons, watch her bargain with the bun boss, everything is fine, he just doesn't want to see her suffer like this.
too painful…
But this kind of pain can't be erased, so even if he doesn't want it, it has already happened.
so…
What is he going to do
What should I do
The former little fairy was sad, how did his good friend do
right!
He remembered.
Xifeng was about to tell him that he was all right, and told him not to look at Xiaopoi like that. It's best not to comfort her, otherwise when he opened his mouth, he would probably just sprinkle salt on her wound, and the sea salt that covered the sky and the earth, don't hurt her. died.
"I… "
A gust of breeze blew slightly, and the slender and tall body leaned over, hugged her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.
Xifeng's eyes widened in disbelief.
He molested her? !
No, he seemed to be comforting her.
But... the hug was too tight, and she was about to be killed by him. Xifeng thought worriedly, won't her breasts, which have grown so hard in the past two years, be flattened by him? ?
Qing Yuan hugged her for a while, but he didn't know what to say, he forgot what to say.
But the west wind seemed to have calmed down quite a bit, and the aura of pain gradually dissipated.
it works!
So he hugged a little tighter... The west wind was about to die...
The heartbeat of the person in his arms seems to be getting calmer and calmer, and Qingyuan hugs her more firmly...
"...I'm going to...die..." Not only will I die, but my chest will also be flattened.
"Are you still sad?"
Xifeng said with difficulty: "...I'm dying of sadness."
Then she found him pushing harder.
It was only then that Xifeng understood, and he hurriedly said loudly, "I'm not sad anymore! I'm going to die of joy!"
When Qing Yuan heard this, he let go of her, looking at Xifeng who was gasping for breath and nodded: "Yeah!"
Xifeng is really not sad anymore, she just wants to kill his heart.
The girl's heart, which had just been pounding, was directly broken by him. Just imagine that if Qinglong fell in love with a girl in the future, he would give him a thousand pound hugs at every turn, it would be terrifying.
No, you have to put some wax on that girl first.
Xifeng reached out and touched his chest, it was really flat!
Give back her boobs!
She wiped a tear bitterly, and could no longer be sad in front of him, otherwise he would hug her again. She took two quick steps wisely, keeping her distance from him, lest he run over again.
Seeing her walking fast, Qing Yuan followed closely.
Xifeng was afraid and cowardly, so he could only let him follow.
Xiaohuo's demonic aura went up and down, and he didn't know where it came from. Xifeng searched carefully, walked to a place with the most demonic energy, and searched again, but couldn't find it.
She frowned and pondered, and suddenly thought of something, she looked up slowly, and saw a pavilion with a height of six or seven feet, standing alone on the edge of the village.
On the pavilion, there is a tall and long shadow, like a guard, standing on the pavilion, quietly watching the village that has long been deserted.