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 haven't 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. It's 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 properly. After that, he did not say anything. I asked how many times the points were correct. He did not respond to me. In the past, he spoke quickly to him. The answer was even Little Deity Officer Zhongtianting asked him that he never held him back. It's 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 bloody golden banquet killer, but the Prince prince only wiped his ass on the killer. When Lang Qianqiu learned the truth, he went to chase the real killer, and nothing more."
A glimpse of the wind, said: "The real murderer? Really?!"
I couldn't explain it once again. I couldn't explain it for a while. I shook my head and said, "It's 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 have not surged, the wind letter was very displeased with grace. Grace is the son of a mother who thanked her mother, queen Xianle, and she grew up in the royal family from childhood, she was wrapped all day long, and she was a guardian of mercy, and she often saw it. This person is young, unreasonable, does not listen to advice, energetic, extreme behavior, the worst is that you are a royal family, no one dares to discipline, you can imagine, how many are not according to law. The one he hung most often was "Cousin is perfect!" "What about my cousin?" If someone does not appreciate compassion, or brings a little trouble to compassion, no matter who it is, grace must remove the man from the sack, and there is no thought in his head to respect the old and love the young. Xie Li once saved a child who was only ten years old from under his hands, he was so bloody that he could not see human form. Thank you for his love, and he feels that he really points to himself and never taught it. However, if he only spoke or swore, he would continue to teach and change his mind. The wind is straight, his voice is heavy, impatient like compassion, how many times against grace, defies his orders, causes grace to be very disgusted with him, always changing the path of shame. Besides, after blessing, grace has increased, and sometimes the other party has no intention of losing, for example, in front of the Prince's Temple, he spits, and he will put red charcoal in his mouth. To prevent it from excessive wind, wind letters often go to the lower limit to wipe the buttocks, but he can disturb him. He often said with pity: "I am sad that this person is sick, and sooner or later, I will make a big problem!"
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 It's your brother who is a brother, and this wind master is your friend. Isn't that amazing?"
Thank you for the slightest smile, I think that the wind master can be a real person, and when the wind comes out, the fog will blow away. When Huacheng and Fengxin heard that "Blood and Rain are your father's brothers," that view seems to be less well known. The City of Flowers plucked eyebrows, and the wind letter furrowed. Hey, he said to prayer: "If nothing else, you will immediately return to Xianjing. Only then will the problem, the rest of the priests do not know what is happening, and are still waiting for it. The emperor must also know Now, what is is happening, you must 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: "It's 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: "It's as if you can make a knot in a flash."
Both are actually tit for tat. Shi Qingxuan asked Xie with pity: "Do they have hatred?" Still waiting to be moved, Huacheng did not know where to bring an umbrella. This umbrella is red like a maple, and as bright as fire. Flower City has a one-handed umbrella, and an umbrella face on it and thank you. This reflects the cheek on the cheek.
Presumably, this was supported by the bloody rain of Junshan. However, it hasn't rained yet, thank you for being a little weird, saying: "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 unfortunate, this rain bled, so, in this way, the wind letters had become a bloody red human, and there were only a pair of large eyes on the body. White eyes are white. Because Shi Qingxuan was only standing in a cave, he had never been damaged, and his eyes were stunned.
The rain of blood came quickly, and the journey went quickly, and the rest of the time calmed down. The wind letter is easy to react, wiping his face, his face is still red, there is no improvement. Thank you: "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 Li's 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.