The Demon Hidden Pavilion had never been so noisy.
Fu Yao rubbed her blue face, pulled Pixiu theory, and said that she stared at two eyes bigger than copper bells, but she still had to hit the ox cart of the spirit ox, and her eyes were long to do what to eat.
Pixiu was naturally not to be outdone, and she turned into a human form and pointed to her cyan eye sockets: "Do you think I am willing, old lady?"
I don't hurt when I hit the spirit cow!
” "I was in a hurry day and night, I didn't get enough sleep, my hearing and reflexes plummeted, and I didn't pay attention for a while.
Why don't you talk about your cow, it's stupid to death!
Return the spirit cow - I bah!
It's not as smart as the bugs that the old lady finds casually. ” Pixiu's mouth became fierce, and no one dared to say first if he said second in the twilight crack.
Fuyao actually dared to quarrel with her......
However, Fu Yao has been the lord of Huangchuan since he was a child, and he is not far behind in quarrels.
As soon as Pixiu finished speaking, he replied with a sharp tongue.
He stood beside him with a strip of cloth wrapped in loose hair, trying to persuade no one.
Mo Di was relatively calm, he led the paper people to clean up the backyard and threw the matter to Zhu Yan, and directly pulled Yuan Song away: "Don't stand so close, how about being injured by mistake?"
” "A little squirrel, what are you going to do in the fun?"
Modi dragged him aside.
Yuan Song shook off his hand and said anxiously: "You don't know, it's not the fault of either side of the Spirit Ox and the Pixiu girl, they didn't see each other at all, so they collided together!"
” "Yuan Song, there is a dome above the enchantment, but according to the shape, it is impossible to obstruct the line of sight.
Are you too tired?
” Mody furrowed his eyebrows, and was about to reach out to probe his forehead.
Yuan Song pursed his lips and glared at him, his stubborn eyes startled him, and even the two big demons who were arguing over there looked at him.
"I'm fine, but I seem to have sensed something different in the sky above the Demon Treasure Pavilion yesterday......"
Yuan Song bit his lip and tried to remember.
Pixiu and Fuyao snorted coldly at each other, both raising their eyebrows, ready to decide the winner later.
Mo Di was blinded by Yuan Song's words, he withdrew his hand and grabbed his hair: "Can you explain it?"
” Yuan Song looked at him, then at Fuyao and Pixiu.
Finally, he swallowed his saliva and said, "I can't tell you how it feels." ” "Anyway......" he paused, drawing a square shape in front of him with his hand, "it's the kind of feeling that looks transparent, but is actually something......"
After that, he also looked at Pixiu with a look of verification.
The latter rolled his eyes: "You kid don't need to make up this kind of lie if you want to persuade him, right?"
What else could there be up there besides the sky?
I'm a little tired, and I have to blame this Huangchuan loach spirit cow, stupid and stupid. ” "Oops!
Is it necessary for you to speak so badly all the time?
Huangchuan loach?!
Lao Tzu is a dragon!
Dragon!
I don't know!
"Fuyao's scales exploded.
When he was angry, dragon horns appeared on his head, and the scales at the roots were all erect.
Pixiu pouted disdainfully: "A dragon that should have been standing for a year suddenly returned to the eggshell to be rebuilt, and it took so many years to nod his head."
What are you not a loach?
” After all, she stuck out her tongue before she thought it was a big deal, like a naughty little beast.
However, Fuyao, who was directly scolded by her, was not in such a good mood to think about it.
He couldn't wait to strangle Pixiu while the white frost and the others were all going to check on the roof—where was this divine beast!
This fiery temperament and unforgiving temper are clearly monsters!
No, no, no, the monsters are better than her.
Look at the many demon beasts in the cracks of people's dusk, which one is like Pixiu?
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She is still in seclusion, God is blind!
"You two fools who can only spit fire, what a fierce man, beware of marrying in the future!
No!
Go out!
Go!
Fu Yao thought he had caught Pixiu's sore spot, and tried to amplify his voice as much as possible.
Unexpectedly, she slapped on the table next to her, causing Mo Di and Yuan Song to stand on end.
Yuan Song looked at her in a daze, and suddenly a white light flashed in his mind, something that was imprinted in his mind in a short moment, but he couldn't remember, was emerging little by little- He raised his hand to press his temple, and his brow tightened as he recalled.
At the beginning of the dusk crack, he squinted his eyes when he was not very accustomed to the light.
Immediately after Pixiu joked, the golden toads intercepted and let them go......
Then I saw an ox cart coming from the other direction......
After catching up, the ox cart suddenly disappeared.
Then, he sat on Pixiu's back and appeared in Dongfang, and they wanted to go back to the Demon Hidden Pavilion.
From afar, I saw the beautiful three-story building, surrounded by flying leaves, which were torn off by the autumn wind.
Pixiu yawned a lot, saying that the four seasons of the dusk crack were really becoming more and more obvious.
Immediately after, they arrived directly above the Demon Treasure Pavilion.
It was at this time that he felt an extremely abrupt but invisible sense of disobedience, and then he suddenly pretended to be right with the ox cart.
Fall - Falls on the barrier of the Demon Treasure Pavilion.
The white frost retracted the barrier, and they all fell into the courtyard......
Thinking of this, Pixiu's loud voice shocked him so much that he had to come back to his senses.
She put on a smug gesture and despised Fuyao: "You think it's great that you have a fiancée?"
Hope I can't get married?
” "Hah!
Ha!
Tell you, little loach, I'm going to marry Brother Bailian, you know a fart!
After she finished speaking, Fu Yao was stupid.
To be exact, it was he who looked at Pixiu with the eyes of a fool.
Beside him, Mo Di noticed that something was wrong with Yuan Song, who was covering his head.
He hurriedly held him up: "Yuan Song?
What happened to you?
Is it a headache?
I'll help you to rest. ” "Don't make any noise!
Youkai who have lived hundreds or thousands of years old, don't be ashamed!
He supported Yuan Song, who was covered in cold sweat, and shouted righteously.
Immediately, Fuyao and Pixiu glanced at each other, although they still glared at each other, but they didn't continue to argue.
They also gathered around to inquire about Yuansong's injuries, and it stands to reason that it is easy for a youkai to knock his head down.
After all, it's not injured by magic weapons or the like, so it doesn't affect the ability to recover.
"I'm fine, I'm just......
It's just ......"
Yuan Song shook his head slightly, and went through the scene in his head again.
The obvious sense of disobedience was not an illusion, he had found the clue at the time, but the thought was so fast that he didn't have time to remember it and it disappeared in a flash.
That's why it's so hard to think about it all over again.
It's as if a person who is talking suddenly forgets what he wants to say, and he can't remember the embarrassment when he is obviously a little impressed.
Yuan Song was so anxious that he was sweating, and Mo Di felt distressed.
Pixiu and Fuyao's faces also softened, and she directly pulled away Yuan Song's hand on her temple, and said decisively: "You must rest!"
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