Chapter 1213

Wang Xiaohua came alone.

The city Lord's residence became silent for a moment. People wanted to block the door, but they remembered Wang Xiaohua's bad names. How dare they stop such evil guests.

Wang Xiaohua Shi ran entered the city master's house.

Zheng Feiyue just came out with his brothers. As soon as the two sides met face to face, each showed a familiar sense of disgust and.

When Li xiner saw that Wang Xiaohua really came, her heart was in a mess.

She has always had a shadow over Wang Xiaohua. In fact, in the days when Wang Xiaohua crossed the east bank, beautiful women in the heart magic valley were harassed, especially Li xiner.

"Click!"

The wine jar didn't hold firmly and fell to the ground to make a thin piece. The liquid in it flowed out and the wine smell was not strong.

Next to him, leader Mo and Li Wanqing were stunned. They soon understood the real reason why Zheng Feiyue was drunk, and couldn't help but cast disdainful eyes on him.

Zheng Feiyue still had leisure to explain: "there are two types of soul reviving wine. This one only uses 16 kinds of herbs, and..."

Li Wanqing wanted to hit people angrily: "you should deal with the present first!"

Zheng Feiyue smiled at her and turned to look at Wang Xiaohua.

Wang Xiaohua is still the same.

In the battle of fairy peak, his body was completely destroyed. I don't know what method the evil god used to help him reshape his body and restore his original appearance. It's still so annoying.

"Is it a man or a ghost?"

Zheng Feiyue asked.

Wang Xiaohua smiled: "it's a guest."

Zheng Feiyue raised his chin, looked at the guy with the eyes of buying vegetables and pork on the street, and said, "since it's a guest, it's natural to invite him inside. It's just a gift?"

Zheng Feiyue has reason to get angry when he comes to visit without ceremony. It's unlucky to see blood on the day of his wedding. You can drive people out of mulberry ghost town and intercept them halfway.

In fact, since the moment Wang Xiaohua came to the door, the Gemini star has quietly disappeared in the city hall.

Clinker, Wang Xiaohua really prepared a gift. A jade slip as warm as water was thrown from a distance. Zheng Feiyue waved his robe and took the jade slip back.

With his degree of prudence, he naturally won't check it himself.

As soon as the people around him wanted to do it, they heard Wang Xiaohua speak leisurely: "the core inheritance of Baji sect, it's best not to let a third person know that it's about the explanation of my adoptive father. I won't move."

When Zheng Feiyue heard the speech, he looked very moved. He took the jade slip and pasted it gently in the center of his eyebrows.

A moment later, he carefully collected the jade slips. There was a faint excitement in his eyebrows and said, "why didn't Lao Wang come by himself, but let you bring me something?"

What is recorded in the jade slip is the last two moves of the eight pole mystery, which is also what Zheng Feiyue dreams of.

Wang Xiaohua didn't say much, not even the usual sarcasm. She walked into a small room next to her, and then came out a lazy voice: "the bride brought me two jars of good wine."

Li xiner trembled with fear.

Zheng Feiyue patted her hand, motioned her to take the wine, and then followed her to the small house, and ordered others not to follow. In his own territory, there is no reason to be afraid of a single handed Wang Xiaohua.

The dark room was filled with sundries, which were temporarily vacated before the wedding, and the air was still filled with the smell of old.

They sat down across a wooden table. Li xiner took two jars of soul reviving wine and left. Suddenly, Wang Xiaohua sighed, "Xin'er, Zheng Feiyue is not worthy of you."

Li xiner forced a smile and didn't know what to say.

"Pour the wine!" Wang Xiaohua leaned back against the chair and didn't look at Zheng Feiyue. Instead, she looked up at the sky and looked like a melancholy little prince, which made people want to beat him.

Li xiner glanced at Zheng Feiyue and poured wine for Wang Xiaohua.

Wang Xiaohua drank up.

Li xiner will pour again and Wang Xiaohua will drink again.

Pour and drink

In a moment, all the wine in a jar was drunk.

Zheng Feiyue soon noticed the abnormality. Wang Xiaohua didn't respond at all. Even if he had an amazing amount of wine, wouldn't it be so?

Things seem to be moving in the wrong direction

"This wine is boring, like water!" Wang Xiaohua gave her own evaluation, and then looked at Zheng Feiyue with a puzzled face. "Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you. In fact, I can't kill you."

Zheng Feiyue sneered, "but I'll kill you."

"You can't kill me either." Wang Xiaohua glanced at him, took out a black stone from her personal space and gently rubbed it, "do you know?"

Zheng Feiyue looked at it and wondered, "grindstone, rotten Street stuff, what are you going to do?"

He really can't understand Wang Xiaohua.

Although this guy is still like a bird, he seems to have completely changed himself. It doesn't feel like a plastic rebirth, but like his original body has been taken away.

But this is impossible.

Zheng Feiyue watched Wang Xiaohua's body destroyed with his own eyes. At that time, the burst flesh and blood almost sprayed on him. In any case, it can't be fake.

Look back to the grindstone.

Wang Xiaohua took the grindstone, put her fingers on it, and then rubbed it up and down.

Zheng Feiyue and Li xiner looked at each other and thought that this guy was sick. He sharpened his fingers with a knife and stone

Clinker, the next moment, something happened that made their pupils shrink.

Stabbed,

Prick.

As Wang Xiaohua's fingers moved up and down, sparks also occurred. The dark room flashed. People outside thought that there was electric welding inside.

This

How can flesh and blood grind sparks?

Prick, prick.

The spark is still flickering. Zheng Feiyue sees it clearly. Wang Xiaohua doesn't use any magical powers at all. She is purely grinding the knife sharpener with flesh and blood.

That's strange.

Even the forging madmen of the Ming wangzong don't grind their fingers into sparks, do they? This is not a question of whether we can do it or not. It is a very strange thing.

What does Wang Xiaohua want to express?

Prick, prick.

The sound continued, like scraping around on the blackboard with your fingernails, which made people involuntarily upset.

Zheng Feiyue got up and left. He didn't want to spend any more time with this guy. Wang Xiaohua was obviously abnormal. There was something strange all over his body, inside and outside.

Clinker, he wanted to go, but Wang Xiaohua didn't want him to go. She raised her hand and threw the grindstone out.

Whoosh!

When the strong wind hit, Zheng Feiyue turned and grabbed the grindstone and said coldly, "really think I dare not kill you? Wang Xiaohua, don't push your nose and face!"

Wang Xiaohua got up, Shi ran walked to Zheng Feiyue, then bent down, revealed his white and tender neck, and said faintly, "come on, kill me."

The atmosphere seemed to solidify.

Outside the room, head Mo and others who were crowded together and looked in through the crack of the door were stunned.

Wang Xiaohua took the wrong medicine?

What is it like to suddenly look like being killed?

Do you really think people dare not kill when they get married?

Suddenly,

A cold light fell on Wang Xiaohua's neck. Surprisingly, Zheng Feiyue was not the one who did it.

Li xiner holds a long sword and cuts it off!

"Die!"