At the moment when ranbai was close to him, she smiled at Yuchen with unknown meaning. The radian provoked by Yanran's thin lip was like a smile, which was unspeakable bad.
At that moment, without warning, she stretched out her hand to pull the snow-white belt of the young fairy king!
Yu Chen paused for a moment, coldly clasped people's wrists and pulled people over.
With her strength, ran Bai accidentally and absurdly put the man against the trunk of the nearby peach tree and directly pulled off the gentleman's waist belt. The white clothes were loose, like clouds and snow, like pouring moonlight and frost.
The girl's sweet and beautiful lip petals, instantly stagnated, pressed on the thin lips of Xianjun with light color and cold.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, with the air solidifying, and the atmosphere was silent, but it seemed to slowly set off a killing intention.
Yu CHENXIAN Jun had never encountered such a thing in his life. For the first time in his life, he let him turn over the snow Ji, which was slightly stiff and stopped.
The girl was dressed in red and her face was exquisite and gorgeous. Under her long eyelashes, her peach eyes seemed to be drunk but not drunk. The faint smell of cedar wine lingered, and everything was close at hand.
Dyed white stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked the corner of Xianjun's lips. A light smile came out from between her lips and teeth: "it's a little soft."
A word crushed in the wind clearly fell on Yu Chen's ear, and every word seemed to turn thousands of times.
After saying that, dyed white silk didn't stop, turned and ran!
She snatched Xianjun's belt and held it in her hand. The lightness skill leaped directly into the air. Light your toes and step on the peach blossom trees. Your movements are as fast as a shadow and your clothes are windy!
That red dress is particularly publicized in the peach blossom forest.
"Absurd!" after reacting, Xianjun stood where he was, and his back, shoulder line and even jaw arc stretched out a cold stiffness. He held the sword to death. Lengsu's fingers at the bone joints turned white because of force, spitting out from his thin lips word by word, as cold and sharp as a blade, and the killing opportunity contained in it was like an abyss.
Yu Chen wiped his thin lip with one hand. The original light lip color was a bit abnormal crimson. He drank a low voice. His words were cold and maintained at a level, but poured out the cold for no reason: "snow Ji."
With the sound of "Zheng --!", the cold sword came out of its scabbard and went straight into the air. Unexpectedly, it had a tendency to soar up to 90000 miles!
Ran Bai ran after kissing. There's nothing that can catch up with her in terms of lightness skills. Otherwise, wouldn't it be watching the anger of a fairy King wake up.
But
It's not going to chase her.
The girl tilted her head and looked lazily at the chasing ancient divine sword. The coldness contained in it was like falling into an ice cave and frozen.
She could avoid it several times. Seeing that Xueji didn't stop at all, she didn't want to fight. She simply stopped taking care of it and flew out of the peach blossom forest directly.
The sharp blade swept across the air and cut off a blood jade falling from dyed white's waist directly. At one end of the red rope, the blood jade fell directly from the air!
The blood jade
Dyed white stared at her,
Well,
It's OK to be a gift.
After leaving the ten mile peach forest, ranbai stood outside the array unharmed and looked at the grand Peach Blossom Festival, but there was no sign of snow.
And then,
Deep in the peach forest.
Behind the young fairy king is a cold spring, surrounded by immortal fog, thousands of peach blossoms and rosy clouds. The spring breeze is ten miles. The poetic and picturesque scenery is half his color, but it's a pity that the sense of oppression is cold and sharp, contains the law of heaven, and people dare not offend him.
The sword sounds, and the snow returns to its sheath.
A blood jade fell into Yu Chen's hand.
Xianjun slightly drooped his eyes. The pupil color was as deep as the night. There was no wave in the ancient well and the still water flowed deeply. The end of his eyes outlined the cycle of the sun and the moon, and he was not surprised to see heaven and earth.
That white clothes, in the mist peach forest, more and more ethereal dust.
After ranbai leaves Taolin and returns to the wooden house, she suddenly remembers that she seems to have forgotten something.
But I was relieved in an instant.
Everything has a spirit.
Live and die.
Seal off: "..."
What's the devil's truth?
But fortunately, a treasure hunt mouse was very successful. It came back alive!
After seeing the dyed white figure, he ran past, jumping and dancing in front of her, and his golden eyes burst out the ultimate light.
Ranbai was silent for a while.
"... madness?"
Treasure rat: "
In fact,
Dyeing white has a bad feeling.
And this feeling gets formal when you see more things in the wooden house.
The Warcraft horn lay quietly on the ground.
You can see the high grade of Warcraft from the horn. Don't underestimate this horn. It can be used as medicine and refining tools. It contains rich spiritual power belonging to advanced Warcraft, which is by no means ordinary.
Ranbai will never believe that this is obtained by picking Warcraft alone with the power of treasure hunting mouse.
At that time, when fighting with Xianjun, the treasure hunt mouse was really not at the scene.
Ranbai stares at the beast's horn, which is still sealed with turbulent and rich spiritual power, and suddenly feels a little finished.
For the first time,
She not only broke into the peach blossom forest without permission, but also destroyed the array under Xianjun cloth, and then directly hit the picture of Xianjun bathing in the cold spring, which is very likely to become a peeping person in each other's heart.
Then it's not over.
She also whistled to Xianjun, fought with others with a sword, tore off Xianjun's belt and took it directly. She accidentally kissed him before leaving.
last,
While she was fighting with Xianjun, the little broken mouse cut off Xianjun with a quiet Mimi and robbed him of the horn that might be used as a medicine guide or refining device.
One by one,
There is no room for moderation.
If she were each other, she might say hello with a sword next time.
Ran Bai thought about the young immortal Jun's appearance of being like snow in white, severe abstinence and a sense of oppression.
“……”
Destroy it.
I'm bored.
Feng Luo couldn't help but shut up and said, "host, you're probably flirting for a while, and then the crematorium."
Then the seal fell in exchange for the ruthless word dyed white: "roll."
The treasure hunt mouse doesn't know yet. Therefore, it happily stands in place and turns around, holding the horn contentedly. It looks like it has earned the first bucket of gold in life.
In fact, it's almost the same.
Two days later,
As the sun sets, the light and shadow of dusk spread half the sky. The light ink green mountains and peach trees seem to be dizzy with shallow broken gold. The peach petals falling in the air seem to be painted with a layer of Phnom Penh, like a girl carefully tracing her eyebrows in front of a bronze mirror, with a touch of shyness in her eyes.
There are peach trees outside the simple wooden house.
The red clothes fall down one after another, elegant and publicity.
The demon girl leaned lazily against the trunk and stepped on a branch of the peach tree in the air, half against the peach tree. Half of her face was hidden in the shadow of clusters of peach flowers, and half of her face was still bathed in the afterglow of the sun.
A drop of crystal wine slid down the girl's delicate white jaw arc.
After drinking the last jar of peach blossom wine, ran Bai leaned against the tree trunk, bent her long legs, lazy and presumptuous, and wiped her sword with her eyes.