Thanks to pity and laughter, but also grateful, said: "The wind master, you are afraid of misunderstanding. In fact..."

He wants to explain that Huacheng is not looking for him to ask for sin for the bliss, but Shi Qingxuan is secretly glaring at him, as if to tell him not to talk. Huacheng did not argue. He only said: "I havent liquidated the things that I have put on my eyes under my hand. What do you want to talk to me about?"

Thank you for your understanding. Shi Qingxuan has already seen that there is no malice in Huacheng, but it is necessary to pretend to be a flower city in order to blame Xianjing. If this is said, it can be avoided that someone is passing on maliciously. Huacheng also understood his intentions and then matched his sentence. However, she refused to do this, saying: "Well, don't play it. People originally wanted to save me and go to Xianjing. Saburo is kind, why bother?"

Shi Qingxuan said: "I don't play it. I have already passed the two sentences to the psychic array. You don't understand it. It will be passed down to good intentions. It will be better than the beginning. Its malicious.

Huacheng raised his eyebrows: "Understand people."

Shi Qingxuan was proud to say: "That is. Otherwise, how does the wind division mix in the heavens? General Nanyang, let go of the bow."

The wind letter is still pulling the string seven points, holding his breath. Shi Qingxuan shot him: "Let's put it down, people are familiar, not malicious."

Fengxin Shen Sheng said: "His Royal Highness, you are next to you..."

Seeing his hostility is not reduced, the bow and arrow are not down, Shi Qingxuan suddenly "squeaked" and slammed into his elbow.

At that moment, the face of the wind letter was really 10,000 times more horrible than the ghost, and shouted, and the right hand half-condensed and condensed, the spiritual power collapsed, and the smoke disappeared. His face was pale and a long list of screams, and at the end of the crash: "I fuck! What do you want!!!!"

It turned out that Shi Qingxuan was only used to hit the hand that held his arrow. It was actually a chest. It seems that this collision is really frightening. And Shi Qingxuan is a dusty, and the fairy bones can't see what has happened to him just now. "I haven't asked what you want to do. I said that the blood rain is to save the Prince. You I also took the arrow to the person. If I want to fight, I will not accompany the wind master anyway."

The wind letter suddenly retreats to the distance of 100,000 miles. It seems that he is completely afraid to approach her. He screams out loudly: "You don't want to do this again! Don't do it again! Hear no!"

Seeing him as a snake, Shi Qingxuan, who is very confident in his own Yushu Linfeng, could not help but be depressed. He said: "Do not do it. You don't lose it? What is your attitude?" As if I felt that I had lost my face, I turned back to the male phase and turned around and said, "Hey, what about the ages?"

Wen Yan, Feng Xin finally recovered a little wisdom, looking around. Thanks for the "ah", said: "Is he not in the psychic array?"

Shi Qingxuan: "No! He lost his throat and walked the right way. After that, he didn't say anything. I asked him how many times the correct points were. He didn't respond to me. In the past, he talked quickly with him. The answer is that even the little **** officer of Zhongtianting asked him that he never put it on hold. Its amazing.

Thanks a little and sighed, "Taihua Temple goes down and looks sad."

The two of them came together and said: "What is it?"

Thanks for your pity: "Yes. This is the nest of Grace. Oh, in short..."

Wind channel: "Wait. Why does His Royal Highness Taihua go to chase after the sadness? Isn't he coming to chase you?"

Huacheng said: "No. He chased the murderer of the **** golden banquet, but the prince of the Prince only wiped his **** to the murderer. When Lang Qianqiu learned the truth, he went to chase the real murderer, and nothing more."

A glimpse of the wind, said: "The real murderer? Really?!"

I couldnt explain it once again. I couldnt explain it for a while. I shook my head and said, Its not that simple. Go back and talk about it.

Shi Qingxuan didn't know the inside story, and said: "Sure enough, there is a misunderstanding. This wind teacher is really a god-like thing. If you go back, you shouldn't close it."

The wind letter said: "Okay!" It looked like it was a big sigh of relief, and the bow was closed, and the vigilance that was expressed was also reduced a lot. Huacheng was sneer. Thanks to the wind channel: "You know, grace is that grace."

Wind channel: "What is that??" He stunned. "The one we all know?"

Thanks to pity: "Sure enough, you didn't expect him to be true?"

Fengxin's face was black, and said: "No. I haven't dealt with the green ghost myself. I always thought it should be a coincidence. How can there be a real name on the head of the ghost, and it is not sick?" After that, he immediately thought that this person was really sick, and immediately looked at it with respect and pity.

As long as the two had not soared, the wind letter was extremely unhappy with the grace. Grace is the son of the mother who thanked her mother, the queen of Xianle, and she was raised in the royal family since childhood. She was wrapped up in the whole day, and she was a guardian of pity, and she often saw him. This person is young, not sensible, not listening to advice, energetic, extreme behavior, the worst is that you are a royal family, no one dares to discipline, it is conceivable, how much is lawless. What he used to hang most often is "The cousin is perfect!" "How is my cousin?" If someone is disrespectful to the pity, or brings a little bit of trouble to the pity, no matter who it is, the grace must put the man out of the sack, and there is no thought in his head to respect the old and love the young. Xie Li once rescued a child who was only ten years old from under his hand. He was so **** that he could not see the human form. It was terrible. Thank you for his pity, and he felt that he was really pointing to himself and never taught him. However, if he only talks or swears, he will continue to teach and change his mind. It is a headache. The wind is straight, the voice is rushing, not as patient as the pity, the number of times against the grace, defying his orders, causing grace to be extremely disgusted with him, always changing the way of the embarrassment. Moreover, after the blessings, the grace has intensified, and sometimes the other party has no intention of losing. For example, in the front of the Princes Temple, he spits a spit, and he will put a red charcoal in his mouth. In order to prevent him from overdoing the wind, the wind letter often goes to the lower bounds to wipe the buttocks, but he can bother him. He often said to the pity: "I am sad that this person is sick, and sooner or later, I will make a big deal!"

Wind channel: "It's not really strange to be him. It's not surprising."

Shi Qingxuan Qi said: "Why, do you know the green ghost himself??"

Xie pity nodded and said: "My cousin."

Shi Qingxuan was shocked and hugged his arms: "Great."

Thanks to pity: "He is quite powerful."

Teacher Qingxuan: "I don't mean that he is powerful. It is said that you are powerful. Your Royal Highness, you see, the southwestern Wushen Wushen is your old knowledge, the Eastern Wushen is your apprentice, the blue light night tour is your cousin, blood rain flower Its your brother who is a brother, and this wind master is your friend. Isnt that amazing?

Thanks for the slightest smile, I thought that the wind teacher can be a real person, and when the wind comes out, the haze will be blown away. When Huacheng and Fengxin heard that "Blood and Rain is the brother of your father," the look seems to be less recognized. Flower City is picking a brow, and the wind letter is frowning. Hey, he said to the pray: "If there is nothing else, you will quickly return to Xianjing. Only then will the trouble, the rest of the priests do not know what is going on, and are still waiting for it. The emperor should also know Now, what the **** is going on, you have to have an account."

Wen Yan, Huacheng laughed. Wind channel: "What are you laughing at?"

Huacheng Road: "I thought that your temper is really straight. It turns out that you also like to talk and turn around. You just want to let the Prince of the Prince do not mix with my demon and ghosts. Why don't you dare to say it?

Xie pity and cough, said: "Sanlang..."

Fengxin cold channel: "He shouldn't have been mixed with demons and ghosts, you know."

For this sentence, Huacheng is not okay. And thank you for calmly plugging in came in, and said to the wind letter: "I will give an account, but now there is something else to do here. Grace has hidden more than 300 lives in his lair. People are ready to eat, and thanks to the help of Saburo, they have saved these people. There are still a few devils left, and they have to be dealt with slowly. I will go up after I finish processing."

Wind channel: "Its too long to drag. Give it to me."

Huacheng nodded: "The efficiency of the above heavens can be dealt with in the next month."

Wind channel: "Its as if you can make a knot in a flash."

The two were actually **** for tat. Shi Qingxuan asked Xie pity with his eyes: "Do they have hatred?" Xie pity shook his head. Still waiting to be transferred, Huacheng did not know where to take an umbrella. This umbrella umbrella is red as maple, and it is as bright as fire. The flower city has one-handed umbrella, and the umbrella face is above him and thank you. It reflects the cheeks on the cheeks.

Presumably, this is the one that was supported by the **** rain of Junshan. However, now it has not rained, thank you for being a little bit strange, said: "Sanlang, what are you doing?"

Huacheng confronted him and moved the umbrella to the side of Xie, and smiled and said: "Wait. It will soon be changing."

The voice just fell, and it rained down from the sky!

The rain is screaming, screaming, and suddenly, the whole person is jealous. However, he stayed at the bottom of the umbrella of Huacheng, and did not drench a little raindrops. However, standing on the opposite side of the pity and Huacheng is unguarded, pouring the rain from head to toe.

More unfortunately, this rain is bloody, so, in this way, the wind letter has become a **** red man, and there are only a pair of big eyes on the body. The white eyes are white. Because Shi Qingxuan was just standing in a cave, he had never been ravaged, and his eyes were stunned.

The blood rain came quickly, and the journey went fast, and the rest of the time returned to calm. The wind letter is easy to react, wiped his face, his face is still a **** blush, no improvement. Thanks: "This..."

Huacheng received an umbrella, haha smiled: "In an instant. How?"

Between the five words, he walked a few steps leisurely, it is a long distance. Xie Lis head was originally looking for a cloth towel in his sleeve. Shi Qingxuan took a few white hairs from the dust and contributed to the silent letter. When Huacheng left, Xie Pity immediately noticed that there was one less person behind him, and turned and ran a few steps, saying: "Sanlang, are you going back to the ghost market?"

Huacheng turned back and said: "Are you not going back to Xianjing?"

He half jokingly said: "However, if you want to go back to the ghost market with me, I welcome it."

Thanks and smiled, said: "Next time." He sincerely said, "I will definitely go to the ghost market next time. You will rebuild the bliss, I will give you a brick."

Huacheng Road: "It doesn't have to move bricks. It's good to sit and watch."

Thanks for the gentle smile, said: "Things of the autumn, thank you for anyway." Suddenly, he said, "I don't know how it is right, maybe it's not bad."

Huacheng is faintly said: "Think too much."

Thanks for a pity, a slight slap in the head. Huacheng Road: "You just do it."

When he finished, he turned and waved his hand.

Not long after, the figure of the red dress, gradually, in front of the mountain, in the moon, in the eyes of pity, disappeared without a trace.