Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 3: Don’t borrow the queen

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Tears filled the corners of my eyes, not falling.

A gleam with blood-colored eyes, a trembling arc drawn in the corner of his eyes, like a thrilling ruby ​​in the dark night.

The woman rushing out in the moonlight, her eyes were wounded and bleeding wolves at this moment.

Breaking, sad and angry, rushing into the dark without looking back.

Almost instantly, the black whirlwind swept into Ah's house. With a bang, the door slammed open and hit the wall and shattered.

A pomfret, who was sleeping deep, was awakened by the loud noise. As soon as he sat up in a panic, he saw a black shadow crashing in like a violent wind. For a moment, he couldn't see anything, only his eyes were burning like red blood. , Chopped his front heart, and in the next moment he was already in the air.

He was caught in his hand by Meng Fuyao, struggling desperately in fear, Meng Fuyao held his hand firmly like iron tongs, and didn't even move his fingers.

As soon as I left the door, a trident slid silently behind the door, stabbing Meng Fu's heart like a viper.

Meng Fuyao just rushed.

She rushed, looking at the shining blue trident as nothing. When the tip of the halberd approached her, she lifted her foot and kicked her. With a click, the trident stepped on her foot. She leaped into the air on the tip of her toe. The whirling wind flew out violently, hitting the chest of the person who was attacking, Kerala made a slight bone cracking, and a large **** thick fog fainted in the night.

The man Gu Lulu rolled to Meng Fuyao's feet, still struggling to grab her ankle, it was the black-faced old man.

Meng Fuyao didn't even look at it, and stepped on it without hesitation. How powerful is her angry foot? The old guy died before he even had time to scream.

In the night, the figures flickered, and people were snatched from everywhere in the huts. Meng Fuyao kicked the corpse out, and the blood rained in mid-air. He slammed into the person who ran the fastest. As a result, he flew like a kite with a broken line, and smashed the people behind him into a ball.

When they got up, Meng Fuyao's black shadow flashed away.

At this moment, she is wind and electricity. If she can wait to surpass the light, because the speed is too fast, all the large and small wounds on her body are flying blood because of excessive force, pulling a deep red line in the dense night. Suddenly disappeared.

However, after a deep breath, she had gone back and forth, and once again carried Ayu back to the grave.

Before the person fell, the colorful light immediately forced it up, the light changed and became heavy and sticky, whistling and whistling like a woman crying.

Meng Fu shook his eyes anxiously and glanced at the cloud marks lying in the corners of life and death. He immediately retracted his gaze, handed Pomfret forward, and yelled: "Pampo, your mother is not dead!"

"Ah!" Ah Yun looked up in shock, "Where is my mother?"

He just had time to open his eyes and take a look at the surrounding scenery. He immediately felt wrong at this look and shouted: "This is my mother's grave, my mother's grave...Who picked up my mother's grave!" /

"She!" Meng Fuyao pointed to Feiyan who was hiding behind the mirror, covering his neck, his eyes flickering, "Take your mother's grave and practice your mother's soul!"

A Pampire cried and rushed forward. Meng Fuyao naturally wouldn't let him rush out, but he rushed his face to the colorful light that hovered and cried.

The light trembled suddenly.

One color suddenly brightened, and then a faint scream sounded.

"...er..."

A ray of the colorful light suddenly began to twist and circle, rushing from left to right, struggling to rush to the front of the pomfret, the looming ghost crying loudly, the strange light that has been steadily entangled in the same step, Began to rush into chaos.

Fei Yan suddenly flicked his finger, and a white light shot directly at the pomfret, and then he avatar shook, mirroring left and right, there were two identical Fei Yan.

Meng Fuyao sneered, not saving.

One of the colorful rays of light suddenly made a big effort, broke away from the light net, turned his head and hit Feiyan!

The wisp of ghost naturally recognizes which one is the real body, and flies straight to the left one!

The optical network is in chaos!

Meng Fuyao immediately jumped out!

She was holding Pomfret in her left hand, and "killing the sky" in her right hand. She passed through the cracks exposed by the riot of that beam of light with extreme precision in an instant, violently attacking non-smoky heart!

Fei Yan retreats hurriedly, intending to bounce off the backlash's web of light-the wizard is most afraid of being backlashed by what he controls, its power is greater than usual.

Meng Fuyao's knife has arrived.

Her knife splits the thick clouds with a flash of electricity. It comes from the depths of the nine heavens, devastating and sweeping the plowing hole, not to kill the enemy, but to die together!

The light of the knife is beginning to shine, and it has not yet reflected the master's iris, and the tip of the knife has reached the non-smoke throat!

Meng Fuyao's cut was the fastest cut in her life so far.

Like the sword that Yunhen saved her in the inner hall of the Tiansha, the best and most extraordinary one in her life!

Howl! Windsor!

The long-bright candles on the light-controlling net on the four walls, the colorful flames were forced by the violent wind to stretch the flames, and the light net was weak in an instant.

"Ding!"

A very light and sharp sound.

It's not the sound of a knife hitting the meat, it's the sound of a knife hitting the tip of a knife.

Meng Fuyao's knife hit the knife on Feiyan's neck!

The knife used by Yun Hen to commit suicide to force Meng Fuyao to leave. After completing the task of forcing her away, he immediately stuck Feiyan around his neck. Unfortunately, Feiyan had already reacted and the knife only scored three points.

As soon as Meng Fuyao came in, she found that the knife was missing. Although Feiyan immediately put down her hand covering her neck, she had already checked the position.

So she doesn't pierce her chest, she pats her throat horizontally!

The knife was inserted deeply, and Meng Fuyao even heard the sound of blood from being cut through the trachea, which was like a pump pressing on.

The colorful light suddenly lost control. After a pause in the air, all of a sudden, they all rushed towards Feiyan.

Meng Fuyao immediately let Caiguang pass, and then bowed his head to the corner of the wall, picked up the cloud mark, and pressed his finger on his heart like lightning.

The heart of this press is as cold as an abyss, without a heartbeat!

She didn't give up, she stretched her fingers under his nose, holding her breath and waiting for a long time before she felt a faint breath.

Meng Fuyao was overjoyed. After being shocked, she was suddenly overjoyed. The psychological shock was so great that she felt a black head and dizzy. She was in a cold sweat. She hurriedly pinched herself, stood up without turning her head, regardless of whether she was behind her. What, hug Yunhen and leave.

There are good medicines on the ship, and the Dragon King Neidan is also on the ship. In any case, save his life first.

She leaped out of the ground holding the cloud mark, and suddenly felt a heavy ankle. Turning around, she was blood-stained, and her neck was slanted. She suddenly became colorful and changeable. She was behind her and clung to her tightly. Up her leg.

Is this a man or a ghost?

Meng Fuyao is an evil spirit at this time and absolutely doesn't care about killing another 10,000 times.

Feiyan under him suddenly became powerful and violent with infinite power. With a violent drag, he pulled Meng Fuyao and Yunhen down half of his body.

Meng Fuyao furiously, the exposed shoulders and elbows pressed against the ground, his body leaned forward, the center of gravity instantly moved to the upper body, and he forced his body up, crossing the grave, only to feel that his feet were heavy, and he even pulled out the smoke. Came out.

Only on the ground did I feel severe pain in the shoulders and elbows at the same time. At that moment, I wrestled with too much force and happened to hit the gravel, causing the shoulders and elbows to crack.

Meng Fuyao didn’t have time to feel the pain at this moment. She rushed to hold the cloud mark, but dragged the heaviest top in the world under her feet. That thing seemed to be backlashed at the last moment, and the injustice in the colorful demon light poured back. In an instant it was injected back into her body, and the great witch's body was most yin in contact with the soul body for so many years. He died but not died in an instant. He collected the power of the seven souls that he had cultivated for a long time, and only remembered the last obsession of this life— —Kill Meng Fuyao!

She dragged her under Meng Fuyao's feet, whistling around Meng Fuyao, wherever Meng Fuyao passed, there was a poisonous fire all over her body, Meng Fuyao vigorously threw her away, abandoning the cloud marks and rolling on the ground, the fire was extinguished again He rushed over and hugged the cloud mark and continued to run. At that time, Feiyan rushed up again, so he kicked, rolled, tossed, hugged again, endlessly looping.

A weird, endless battle to fight the death with no masters and witch demeanor!

From the west of the island to the east of the island, from the graves to the villages to the shore, the distance was a few miles away, and there was a loud noise of dust rolling, and houses were knocked down by trampled animals and destroyed. The trees kicked from the tomb were full of soot and scattered stone chips. For miles and miles, there were bloodstains splashed by the two people struggling to fight. The bloodstains all the way stretched shockingly!

Feiyan no longer feels pain, no matter what kind of injury he can continue to drag the broken bones and internal organs forward, truly become a bone-attached maggot, but Meng Fuyao is still a body, he has been injured, all the way Keep throwing away her, keep fighting against the poisonous fire, and keep letting go of the cloud marks to prevent him from being affected by the poisonous fire, and then **** him back after throwing away the non-smoke, the energy expended and the injuries are countless. , In just a few miles, it was the most difficult journey in her life so far.

When she was about to approach the beach, she only felt her heart beating like drums and sweat, her eyes turned black, and her whole body was trembling. If she were not holding on, she would have been unable to hold the cloud marks.

Behind her is a non-smoky laugh, her voice is no longer the voice of the man and woman. It is all a woman's voice, but it is thick or thin or pleasant or rough, like the conflict and change of the colorful rays of her body. endlessly.

"You... die with me!"

"I am... I am the strongest witch in the world, I am Shenkong!"

"There is no...people that the witch can't kill..."

Meng Fuyao panted, kicked her again, and tried his last strength, his legs softened and fell to the ground.

This time I fell down but didn't feel the hard pain. I looked at the soft sandy beach under my body, I was overjoyed and I was at the beach!

Hurrying to hug the cloud mark, fearing that he will be submerged by the tide, when he looked up and saw the big ship in sight, he actually stopped on the shore, staggered up quickly, handed the cloud mark out, and shouted: "Tiecheng——Yao Xun ——Under the board——"

Suddenly felt a pain in her leg, and when she turned around, she saw that the non-smoke teeth had bitten into her calf. The blood ran down, and a large area of ​​red was instantly dyed on the beach, but she could no longer give her a palm. , Dragged her to climb forward, letting the scars and cracked skin pull out a long blood ditch, only desperately pushing Yunhen's body to the direction of the boat, shouting: "Hurry up--"

There was no movement on the big boat. From a distance, a man in a blue shirt calmly looked over.

Meng Fuyao couldn't remember when there was a man in a blue shirt on the boat. He focused his eyes carefully and found it familiar, and then he made a bang in his heart.

Isn't it the man who gave blood to the King Kong in Tiansheng Palace? Isn't it the man sitting cross-legged in the secret room of the ancient tomb in the Changhan Mountains?

Although she feels younger, she has always been impressed by this person who has only seen it twice, that kind of strange, wild and evil and contradictory temperament, except for this person, she has never seen it in anyone else!

Meng Fuyao's eyes went dark, and almost a mouthful of blood came out and shouted "God is dead, I too!", thinking that this time and Yunhen are going to be buried on the beach, a pain in his heart, and suddenly another pain. wake.

Like an electric flint, like a sudden drop of inspiration, she suddenly felt the man's eyes in an instant.

Coolness, indifference, ridicule, ruthlessness, and a touch of hostility and surprise...hostility...to whom? The man who was very powerful at first glance, now that he is a dead dog, is not worthy to make him hostile.

Only people of the same kind are hostile...

Behind him, Feiyan raised his head, opened his **** mouth, and Grid laughed: "I am... I am the strongest witch in the world..."

Meng Fuyao suddenly rolled away, and his voice spread from afar: "No! You are not!"

Fei Yan was stunned, Meng Fuyao pointed hard at the man in Qingshan who was idly looking down on the boat: "He is!" Then she rolled and ran towards the ship desperately.

Fei Yan suddenly turned her head, her eyes were full of blood, she couldn't see the people on the opposite boat, and there was only a one-line reaction in the chaotic consciousness, and she continued to chase after her subconsciously, shouting: "I! Shenkong Saint! Witchcraft is invincible!"

Tiecheng jumped over, no matter what the Qingshan man’s reaction, he immediately shouted: "Let’s get the board, get the board!"

The Wizard of Sorcerer's arms did not stop him. He kept staring at the colorful light on Feiyan's body, a little displeased in surprise.

...If you haven't returned for decades, some people will know Seven Souls! Still so young...

Sir, who has always been supreme and flattering everyone, is very aggressive. His eyes are getting darker...

The plank was put down, the rope was dropped, Meng Fuyao tied the cloud mark, and while tying it, he lifted his elbow and blasted the pounced non-smoke back. Under one elbow, the place where the bone was cracked was more cracked.

Finally tied the cloud mark, Meng Fuyao pulled the knot to death with his body, Feiyan scratched his paw behind him, Meng Fu shook his hand and almost dropped the cloud mark.

Thanks to Yao Xun Tiecheng's quick response, he hurriedly hung, reached out and fished, and rescued Yunhen.

Yunhen sent it up, and Meng Fuyao let out the breath that was hanging in his heart, and suddenly felt that there was no strength at all.

Her fingers have been trembling because of sheer strength, and every movement seems to be spurting blood, and her heartbeat is as fierce as a galloping horse. She may rush out of her heart at any time. Meng Fuyao knew in her heart that if she didn't give herself a rest, she really needed strength. Exhausted.

However, there is still no chance to rest.

Fei Yan was also climbing on the pedals behind her, clinging to the heels of her boots, Meng Fuyao no longer had the strength to throw her away, so she climbed up, Tiecheng threw down the rope again, but she did not have the strength to fasten it. Tie Cheng jumped down and jumped down, the Wizard of Witch waved his sleeves and touched Tie Cheng as if it hit the wall and fell backward.

Meng Fuyao couldn't climb anymore.

She slumped in the middle of the board, suddenly stopped moving, and stopped trying to climb up.

She stood still, Feiyan was taken aback for a while, and then she heard her clearly: "I admit...you are really the strongest witch in the world. There is no one before, no one in the world. No one can match. "

She collapsed in the middle of the board, spread her hands, and said calmly: "Come and kill me, die in the hands of the world's number one witch, I'm also worth it!"

"Gege!" Feiyan smiled excitedly, dragging the broken bones and blood and the messy organs beaten out by Meng Fuyao, suddenly jumped up.

She jumped up, dragged her thick blood and flew up ticking, not like a human but like a soul, oh no, seven wipes.

With a touch of colorful flowing light and blood, sharp claws that are not human-like came out, and they went straight to Meng Fuyao's heart. That strength, digging!

"Hey!"

A heart rushed out, and the round bright red rolled in the air, like a heart of seven treasures under the rising sun.

The colorful heart.

A living heart surrounded by colorful demons.

The heart is suspended in mid-air, neither sinking nor flying, and above the heart, the man in the blue shirt with good demeanor gently presses his hand in the void, and the colorful light lingers under his palm, very much between his fingers. Flew around obediently.

He looked at the colorful light very satisfied, and said lightly: "Well, very good, pretty pure Seven Souls*, but compared to me, it's far behind."

Non-smoke is still in the air.

She had a big hole in her chest, and the spirit in the hole had fallen into someone else’s palm and patted the ball as if she was playing. She stared at the witch god. At the last moment, the colorful ghosts were taken away, and the chaos was gone, she was completely recovered Lost myself.

Then she recognized who was playing with her heart in front of her.

"Lord..."

The non-smoke throat rattles, and a word will be vomited instead of vomiting. The blood in the throat burst out at this moment, blocking all her words and blocking her last life.

"Yes," the witch **** glanced at her, looking at the sky, "Master is the real number one witch in the world."

The eyes passed over the **** woman in front of her, and she didn't even look at it more.

Fei Yan stared at him, for a long while, a sneer smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At the last moment, no one knows what she was ridiculing. Maybe she was ridiculing the witch **** emperor who killed her granddaughter by himself. Maybe she was ridiculing this fate and playing with the world, or she was just ridiculing herself.

Giving youth, voice, and even life, after a difficult decade of conspiracy in exchange for the return of that person, in exchange for him to put his hand into her chest indifferently, just to proclaim his number one in the world.

The world is so ridiculous that it ends here.

She opened her eyes finally and saw the blue sky like silk, transparent and bright, and the blue sea under her body was also the usual color. The sunlight seemed to be shining from outside the sky, illuminating a crystal-transparent blue.

Like a huge illusory beautiful saponaria pancreatic bubble.

Life is such a huge emptiness, it shatters instantly.

It's just...it's a soap bubble.

"Plop."

There was a muffled noise on the beach, and one of the most powerful women in the world fell. She enjoyed the incense of a country and worshipped the world, staring at the world, and her name was Shenkong.

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Meng Fuyao is still lying on the board, like a dead dog.

Master Witch God leaned against the side of the ship and looked down at her: "Hey, kid, do you want to rescue you?"

Meng Fuyao hugged the plank and said out of breath: "Don't... don't save, I'm you... my rival, you will be finished if you save..."

Uncle Di Feitian's eyes flashed, he looked at her very interestingly, and said: "Jijiang...but I like it."

He waved his sleeves, pulled Meng Fuyao up, and threw it on the deck, saying: "This boat will belong to the Lord from now on. You are obedient, and the Lord is not troubled by you. If you are not obedient, you have to ask King Kong to eat. Raw meat."

King Kong yelled: "Master does not eat human flesh!"

Di Feitian's fingers are struck, Uncle King Kong is dying to struggle in the hands of Uncle Sorcerer God, quack said: "Eat...eat..."

Di Feitian turned his eyes, smiling gracefully, "Huh?"

"Don't force... Your King Kong uncle is reluctant to eat human flesh." Meng Fuyao sighed, pointing to Nine Tails, who has been shrinking in the corner and is very well-behaved and now has a flattering smile at Di Feitian, "This... there is a Ready-made."

Di Feitian glanced at him, dismissing the nine tails that swayed violently: "No character." He glanced more at Lord Yuan Bao, who had resisted the vicious ravages of King Kong just now, and said, "This is not bad, I will play with it. Play."

He carried Master Yuan Bao in one hand, Shi Shiran stepped on Meng Fuyao, and Meng Fuyao looked sadly at Master Yuan Bao who silently asked for help with his eyes—baby, hold on. When your master recovers, he will definitely be defeated. Destroy you to be free...

"Oh, right." When Di Feitian was about to enter the cabin, he remembered something, and turned around: "I don't eat fish, vegetables, or pure water. You can't put spicy roasted meat, or make soup. Don’t be spicy, don’t like noisy, but don’t like no sound at all. Sleeping bedding must be washed and dried every day. It must be made of cotton and silk is not allowed. I don’t like black. You will change your dejected clothes later. , There can be no women on the boat, except for beautiful women."

Meng Fuyao said weakly: "There is a cook on the boat. It is not beautiful, but she is good at cooking non-spicy meat and spicy soup. No one else can solve this important problem-you see Do you want to throw it into the sea?"

Di Feitian seriously considered it, and said very generously: "Then keep it, but don't show up in front of me."

After thinking about it, he said: "Since I am on a boat, I won’t mention another request, but when you get to the shore, remember to find me a woman. Ten women a day. If you look good, Then there are five. If the beauty is beautiful, then three. If the country is all over the country, one will become one."

He entered the cabin with his big sleeves fluttering and graceful, Meng Fuyao sighed, got up with muddy water, and rushed to Yunhen to see his injury, for fear that he had just hit Feiyan all the way and threw him around. I took it again, and the breath I left was finished. Fortunately, the breath was negligible, but it was still there.

Meng Fuyao checked carefully and found that the reason why Yunhen did not die was that on the one hand, he had not pointed his heart at the colorful demon fire before, on the other hand, he did not seem to be pierced by the demon light.

Maybe Meng Fuyao rushed out in time so that he had time to get out, maybe Feiyan was suppressed by the man and was ashamed and annoyed and pushed him away first. In any case, this is really unfortunate, otherwise Meng Fuyao will replace him. Life can't save him again.

But now there is only one breath left. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is a dead person, his face is white and his teeth are clenched, and a ray of breath is misty and vague, and he can't breathe without careful detection.

Meng Fuyao already felt the joy of being overwhelming, so he quickly ordered Yao Xun to bring all his bits and pieces, the dragon king’s inner pill, the medicine of Zong Yue, and the rare medicines received by the leaders of various countries. , Meng Fuyao went out to sea with nothing else, prepared a lot of medicine, and finally grabbed Nine Tails, forcing it to spit out a quarter of the inner alchemy-the last time thunder forced it once, that quarter I ate it for Meng Fuyao, so Meng Fuyao was not afraid of the non-smoke snake gu in the Raksha Moon night.

Meng Fuyao carefully studied everything and made sure that they did not conflict with each other, and then filled the cloud mark with ardent hope. Yunhen's teeth were bitten, and the blue veins on his cheeks bloomed. You can imagine the firm determination at the last moment, Meng Fuyao took a lot of effort to break his chin, looked at his open mouth, gave a short "Ah", and his eyes were red again.

His mouth was full of blood, and a large piece of the tip of his tongue had been bitten. In order to resist the painful and violent attack at that moment, Yunhen almost bit his tongue for life.

Meng Fuyao passed through the colorful demon light, knowing the great pain of the thing, and with the protection of her innocent spirit, every passing of the thing left countless deep feelings on her. Scars, not to mention the cloud marks on the chest of the demon light origin?

She thought about the moment before she left. His face was pale but his speech was clear. The movements that forced her to leave were smooth and determined. From beginning to end, there was no painful expression of almost biting out the tongue, and he did not show the weakness of serious injuries. How much perseverance would it take to stabilize her look at that moment so that she could make up her mind to leave?

Meng Fuyao looked up at the sky, pursed his lips, sniffed his nose, and poured the medicine down for a long while, but just after he lowered his throat, he was immediately rolled up by blood and vomited out. He was seriously injured and dying. He intuitively resisted anything. thing.

Meng Fuyao couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and they fell on the deck like rain. She stared at the cloud mark for a long while, suddenly leaned down and pressed her lips together.

She resolutely, regardless of disregard, sent back the medicine with the cloud marks constantly on top, using her teeth and the tip of her tongue.

The lips and teeth meet, but there is no romance or charm, only the slightly sweet smell of blood and the salty and silent tears intertwined, her lips are on his lips, generally cold, slowly slipping off The tears between the lips are soaked, bitter and sour.

She kept choking and whispered: "Please... please eat it... eat it..."

It seems to feel her tears, seem to hear her whispers and pleadings, and seem to be shaken by the softness of the woman who has always dreamed of in her life but never had any extravagance on her lips. The cloud marks suddenly shook slightly, and she had autonomy Swallowing reaction.

Immediately, the drugs that were pushed into his mouth were swallowed smoothly.

Meng Fuyao stared at him nervously, for fear of being vomited out again, but Yun Hen was quiet, as before, obeyed all her requests.

She wanted him to live, so he struggled to live.

Meng Fuyao folded his hands together, let out a long sigh, collapsed in the muddy water on the deck, and suddenly lost all his strength.

She fell next to Yun Hen, refusing to pull her Tie Cheng Yao Xun, while taking medicine in a mess, while turning her head to look at Yun Hen with a smile.

Under the sky, in the bright sun, on a muddy deck, lay men and women with bruises. The man was pale as death, and the woman looked up quietly. The blue and purple clothes all over her body were broken into pieces. Dead mangy dogs are inferior, but they smile so bright, contented and happy.

At this moment, the storm is calming, and the years are calm.

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Soon Meng Fuyao couldn't laugh again.

Reason 1: Uncle Di Feitian is too torturous. This man seems to be born to test the endurance and resistance of others. His personality is very *, which challenges human imagination very much. Compared with Meng Fuyao Those very personal arrogant and loyal dog attacks, the queen’s attack and the black-bellied attack, the ghost and animal attack and the youth attack, etc. that have been seen in the previous life are more multi-faceted and challenging. You talk about which kind of witchcraft kills is the most elegant, and gracefully give you a demonstration. The next quarter of an hour will be violent because of the uncooperation of the demonstration objects (such as the nine tails), and use aggressive speech without dirty words. Continuous and comprehensive greetings to the whole family of Nine Tails, until Nine Tails fled, and deeply hated why his mother gave birth to this sordid "As a foreign animal but slanted and slanted, his parents must marry close relatives" (Witch Shenyu) Goods...

For example, he must go to bed early every day, and go to bed after dinner. He does not allow anyone to make any sound when he sleeps, and says that he will take care of anyone with the seven souls retrieved from non-smoke, so everyone has to be silent. Sitting in the dark and waiting for the moment to fall asleep, everyone knows that the more you want to sleep, the more you can’t fall asleep. When it’s easy to fall asleep, the uncle woke up-at about one o'clock in the middle of the night, he finished sleeping, got up, needed water and washed his face To keep fit, you have to face the wind for three thousand miles, and you have to practice his maid Xiuyang*, so everyone doesn't need to sleep anymore.

For example, he doesn’t allow anyone to make any noise when he eats, and he doesn’t beat anyone who makes a noise, so he puts out the colorful demon light for a walk, and anyone listening to the sharp howling from **** can’t help his skin. I have no appetite when I am trembling, but I must make a sound when I eat noodles. Uncle Di Feitian said that noodles should be sucked and should be eaten heartily and heartily. No sound, no noodles! The sound is not loud enough, so I still don't want to eat noodles! When eating noodles, the sound of ten people sucking out should be equal to the loudness of a loud drink! So every time he ate noodles, Meng Fuyao's ears buzzed, but the chef's noodles were very pleasing to the uncle Di Feitian, so he ordered them often. Within two days, Yao Xun's mouth became swollen...sucking.

The tough guy Tiecheng was unwilling to be humiliated, and refused to eat noodles several times. Uncle Di Feitian was in a good mood and didn't care about it. If you didn't say anything, don't eat it. When you are hungry and the wind blows, you will involuntarily **** the noodles. It will suck.

Meng Fuyao doesn't mind being humiliated-she wants to eat, and the injury heals quickly after eating. The life of the whole ship needs her protection. Han Xin still has the humiliation under the crotch. Meng Fuyao sucking noodles is a fart.

His uncle is tossing people, so let's go. Good girls don't fight with men, let alone the ingot is still in his hands, and he is unhappy to die. Where can she go to pay another one to the grandson Wuji?

She is all thinking about Yun Hen, which is why she really can’t laugh. Second—Yun Hen hasn’t been awake. She has exhausted the elixir in her hand. Apart from maintaining the breath of his chest, she treats him Meng Fuyao did not hesitate to use his own skills to heal him. However, the wounds of witchcraft are different from the usual internal and external injuries. The harm to people seems to reach the soul. Even though she has the best medicine in her hand, It also couldn't make Yunhen open his eyes.

Seeing that although he was not dead, he was weakening day by day, Meng Fuyao was anxious, she knew the wounds of witchcraft was severe, and her eyes had not been able to see clearly yet! If he dragged on like this, the breath that was so easy to leave was gone.

She wanted to return to the voyage and went to find Zong Yue, but the uncle Emperor Feitian was going to the firmament, saying that before the turtle breath had planned to kill King Dagun, he went to the firmament to challenge the Evergreen Temple. What do you dare to call a god? He is the **** of shaman, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and five continents cannot have two gods!

This day, Meng Fuyao was sighing again, trying to enter Zhen Qi for Yunhen to heal his injuries, suddenly a shadow floated outside the window, and the voice of the uncle Di Feitian came through: "It's useless."

Meng Fuyao retracted his hand and turned to look at him.

There should be a solution to this immortal fellow, but the coolness that this person has shown for a few days has made her lose the strength to speak.

Sure enough, the emperor said: "Why are you looking at me? I am very busy, so I don't have time to pay attention to this."

Meng Fuyao was silent, thinking that you are very busy, and you are busy practicing your yang yang exercises all day long. Last time I said that you can put an ingot on your baby to fish for sharks...

"The Lord is in a bad mood." Di Feitian said in a gloomy voice, "A hero is useless, I haven't used a woman for a long time."

Meng Fuyao twitched the corners of his mouth--as if you said that before you got on the boat, that is, just a few days ago, the Japanese imperial daughter just passed by...

"Find a beauty for me, it suits my heart, and I'll treat him." Di Feitian glanced at her and pointed to Yunhen, "Otherwise, you just wait for him to slowly, in front of you. I lose my breath a little bit... I can assure you that it was cruel, more cruel than he would die in front of you."

Meng Fuyao lowered his eyes... Needless to say, I know the cruelty.

Emperor Feitian's big sleeves fluttered out, Meng Fuyao sat in front of Yunhen in a daze, the waves were calm, the sky was cool, the hull shook slightly on the sea, shattering the pale moonlight in the small cabin. The paler cloud marks inside, the faintly floating aura, if there is nothing.

Meng Fuyao watched him, and slowly put his finger under his nose for a long while, feeling that little breath, slowly stretched and stretched like a gossamer... Maybe one day, it was pulled to the limit. , Silently broken, broken in heaven and earth.

The moonlight is cold, so cold.

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After a two-day break, the stormy period of the Extremity Sea Valley passed, and the big ship moved forward. Meng Fuyao calculated that after the sea valley is the firmament boundary, you can get to the shore wherever you want. The first thing to do is to find a woman. How much is it, find the most beautiful oiran, and resolutely let the uncle Emperor Feitian use his weapons and feel comfortable physically and mentally, in order to achieve the effect of being willing to save people.

She counted the time. As long as Haigu can pass smoothly, she should have time to find the woman before the cloud marks disappear.

The big ship moved forward steadily, breaking the waves all the way, and sailing extremely fast. Meng Fuyao sat in the cabin next to the faint cloud mark. Meng Fuyao raised her hand and gently touched her face. For a long time, even the man's expression and gait have been learned vividly. The pierced ears have been treated, and the artificial apple has been made. However, without looking, she also knows what kind of face is under the mask.

Beauty...In fact, there is still one beauty, ready-made... Does the emperor know?

Yunhen...I'm sorry...forgive me for being selfish...I want to wait for the last hope...Please, hold on for a few more days...

The hull shook suddenly.

It seems to have hit something!

A storm is coming?

Meng Fuyao hurriedly snatched it out in shock. When he looked up, he saw a clear sky and no storm at all, but the hull seemed to lean a bit. Meng Fuyao leaped to the side of the boat, without any clues, but felt that the ship seemed The draft is deeper.

She was at a loss here, but the experienced sailors on the ship were in a mess, their feet slammed on the deck, and some people quickly went down to the bottom of the cabin to check, and rushed up for a while and shouted: " Oops, I have been passive!"

"Someone moved the bottom of the boat!"

"Find a way to block!"

"It can't be blocked, the tenon is washed off by the water! The bottom longitudinal bones are also destroyed!"

"It will sink soon!"

"Jump the ship and escape!"

"This is the sea valley, the deepest place in the water, there is no life to jump down!" Someone's voice was already crying.

Meng Fuyao felt cold, knowing that while he was not there that night, those people on the islands who were on the islands who were skilled in the water must sneak into the water and made hands and feet on the bottom of the boat. These people made accurate calculations and left half of the hands and feet. It is calculated that the thirty-foot-long ship must be fine at first, and it will enter the water when it sails to the position of the sea valley, making it clear that the ship will be killed.

I thought that the underground room on the island is already where the extremity is. I don’t want to have another level!

There was a doomsday scene on the deck, and the sailors fled in panic. As the hull gradually began to tilt, people's panic became stronger. In the eyes of everyone, the Extremis Sea Valley is a forbidden place where there is no return. , Just greedy for Meng Fuyao's great reward, and watched the weather is fine and there is no wind and waves before taking this trip. Now the boat is sinking inexplicably, and the sense of fear immediately prevailed. They are all veterans on the water, and they panicked for a while. , The guards who followed Meng Fuyao on the boat bounced together, and they couldn't stop the chaos.

"What's the mess!"

Suddenly, the spring thunder burst out with a loud tongue, and everyone's eardrums hummed. Looking back in panic, she saw Meng Fuyao stepping on the ship's side, the hull slanted, and she did not move. Then sail! There are waterproof partitions under the deck, so it is not so easy to be flooded in! Hurry up! Try to cross the valley before the ship falls apart!"

With a wave of her hand, all the guards including Tiecheng made a "chat", and the long knives were taken out, forcing the sailors who wanted to jump.

"Everyone, everyone, whoever messes up, who will kill first to sacrifice to the sea god!" Meng Fuyao waved his palm from a distance, and beat a shivering guy who was already on the ship's side into a circle three hundred times. Sixty degrees, "Take out all your skills and continue!"

She has a dignified look and unchanged expression, standing on the ship’s side as steady as a mountain, covered in golden sunlight, but her eyes are stronger than her eyes. When all the sailors came into contact with such eyes, they all trembled, and they were in awe for a lifetime. , The heart for no reason settled down for a few minutes, and each turned around, the helm at the helm, the blocking of the water, dragged out the bunks on the ship, reinforced the compartment under the deck, and delayed the sinking of the ship.

Meng Fuyao saw that the heart stabilized, returned to the cabin to lift the cloud mark, found a strong rope to tie him to his back, Tiecheng followed, Meng Fuyao said: "Wait for you to follow me, if If you encounter something that causes the rope to fall apart, you must remember to protect Young Master Yun first."

Tie Cheng agreed. Meng Fuyao asked him to go back and watch the sailor calm the people. When he turned around, he saw Di Fei Tianxian standing at the door, watching her weirdly, and said: "I'm telling you a bad news. You carry this on your back. If you give it another dip, it will probably be difficult to survive tonight."

Meng Fuyao closed his eyes, his heart sank, and the words almost blurted out, but the cloud mark on his back suddenly moved.

The movement was so slight that it didn't even seem to have moved at all, but Meng Fuyao immediately felt it, and immediately turned his head back in surprise. Yunhen was still like that. The movement just now seemed to be her illusion, but this movement somehow gave After Meng Fuyao's confidence, she swallowed what she said to her lips, and said with her head raised: "Walk and see."

Di Feitian looked at her, shook his head, and walked away in a hurry while shaking his big sleeves. Meng Fuyao looked at him from behind, thinking that falling into the water is inevitable, so he should be entangled in this guy directly. Back? Will it be slapped to death?

The ship is sinking gradually, but it is still struggling to move forward. The Extremity Sea Valley is said to be a V-shaped valley, the most dangerous one in comparison, but the width is not very large. The sailors tried their best to steer the boat and be the water As he gradually filled the deck, seeing not far ahead, there seemed to be a faint black line, knowing that it was land, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

An old sailor was not happy, and tremblingly said: "My grandfather has been here. He said that the edge of the sea valley lies on the landing ground. Seeing the land, the sea valley passed by, but the land seen on the boat is often It’s still far from the actual distance..." Then he hugged a plank, jumped into the water, and shouted: "The ship is sinking! Let's see if you are lucky to escape!"

The ship sinks!

The people on the ship had already searched for floating objects under Meng Fuyao's order. The ship was sinking slowly so that it would not be injured by the dumped sail mast. Although panic was inevitable, it was time to prepare. Meng Fuyao used oil. The clothes wrapped the cloud marks in several layers, and when they fell into the water, they immediately sank--the weight of the oil coat on the body was too heavy!

Yao Xun and Tiecheng followed him all the time. Yao Xun took Master Yuanbao, Tiecheng carried Nine Tails on his back, and immediately swam over and helped her to swim forward, but the waves in the sea gradually became stronger, although it was six. In the middle of the month, the sea in this place was still freezing to the bones, and the sky was in the north. The temperature of the sea here was below zero. Meng Fuyao was anxious--she could do her own work to resist the cold, what about the cloud marks?

Swimming for a long time, from the middle of the afternoon until the beginning of the night, the three of them were freezing cold, and it was easy to see from a distance as if there were lights on the sea. In joy, they were trying to ask for help. Suddenly, a big wave came over, beside the crystal wall. When he hit his head, Meng Fuyao's eyes were in a mess. He held his breath and dived. When he raised his head again, the deep blue water around him was in chaos, but Yao Xun Tiecheng was gone.

Meng Fuyao's heart tightened, subconsciously plunged into the water to try to search, another wave beat her back, something seemed to flash in the wave, and then she felt a chill in her chest.

She lowered her head in surprise, thinking that Yunhen's rope was washed away by the water. She didn't want the rope to be there, but suddenly a long white cloth belt floated out of her chest.

This belt made her startled, and after thinking about it, she realized, that, it seems, is her own, chest strap?

Breast straps!

When was it torn apart?

The waves hit it?

Lang can open his chest strap so precisely?

Pick up...

Meng Fuyao looked back, and saw a person beside him, strolling in the water with a smile, blue shirt and white belt, hunting and flying in the wind in the blue water, elegant posture, but unfortunately the expression on his face was too evil—he squinted Staring at her chest, full of appreciation.

Looking at Meng Fuyao looking at him, Di Feitian smiled, slowly swam over, put his hand on her face, wiped her mask, and then his eyes lit up.

I couldn't say anything in the sea, but the expression in his eyes was enough to explain that Meng Fuyao immediately fled with the cloud mark on his back, but she carried herself on her back and her injuries were not healed. Where did the dragons and tigers get ready Di Feitian? The uncle pulled her hand, already holding her, and smoothly holding Yunhen in his hand.

Meng Fuyao was anxious, desperately robbing her, Di Feitian tightened her waist with one hand, lifted her out of the water, touched her on her body in an instant with dishonest fingers, and exclaimed: "Beauty... Beauty... Such a beauty stayed beside the uncle, and he only touched his hand today. It is a waste..."

Meng Fu shook his eyebrows straight up. Before he said a word, Di Feitian had already smiled and said, "Forget it, you and I are destined to have a dream of a mandarin duck in the water. Let's do something good here today. "

Meng Fuyao*, sneered: "Please, with an old zombie? Too bad."

Di Feitian's eyebrows were also erected. Meng Fuyao scolded him as his biggest taboo. For another person, he shot to death almost immediately. Somehow, watching this woman wet in the sea water, she removed her chest strap. The curve of his body is exposed, and his arms are full and thin, and the body is beautiful under the rushing sea, like a black jade lotus blooming enchantingly above the blue sea, the soft branches and leaves are burning, and the eyebrows are beautiful and heroic He has a noble temperament, which is obviously not in line with the enchanting body of that suit, but it also sets off a unique and superb elegance. It is really a real wonder he has never seen before reading a beauty in his centuries.

How can you let go of such a peerless beauty who is noble and charming, wild and introverted, and has a unique personality and martial arts figure.

"Do you still want to save him?" For a long while, the emperor Feitian sneered, pointing to a cloud mark in his hand, "It's just a fun of fish and water, not losing life or hurting the body, even the kind of female sister I practiced The law of yang, combined with dual cultivation, can also improve your skill. With my magical magic, you can feel ecstasy and appreciate the peerless joy that all men in this world can't give you, and you can save it. This person—you see, isn’t it a good thing without capital?"

Meng Fuyao looked indifferent, but Di Feitian said again: "This man sacrificed his life for you. You are so selfish that you wouldn't even dedicate yourself to him once?"

Meng Fuyao was shocked.

Di Feitian twisted his finger, held a piece of talisman paper from his arms, read a few words and threw it on the water, transformed into a light boat, threw the cloud mark up, and said with a smile: "How? Lord loves you and loves me. It's comfortable if you give yourself obediently. Lord has a battle with you in the water today, and he will save this kid immediately."

Meng Fuyao was silent for a long time.

Even though her soul comes from the modern age, she has always been a very conservative woman. Under the concept that modern women regard chastity as nothing, she still adheres to the creed that you must get the wedding night if you open the package, but now... Now Yunhen abandoned it for her Life, if she still sticks to the thin film, is it too selfish?

In this life, I only intended to be a guest, and this body didn't think about who it would give it to...If so, just toss it... Back in the previous life, I'm still a clean Meng Fuyao...

She turned her head to look at the cloud marks on the boat, and he seemed...to be completely dead...no, no.

It is the body, not the heart, that is dirty. No matter how valuable the film is, it is worth it to replace it with one's life!

Meng Fuyao gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

She raised her hand to unbutton the collar.

Di Feitian smiled at the corners of his lips, carefully, not willing to miss a detail, admiring the woman's beautiful gesture of anger and tolerance, his eyes flashed with expectations and excitement for the next battle in the water.

He smiled with satisfaction, and said: "That's right, it's just a skin. Don't use it for nothing. You can change your life by borrowing it, and you won't lose money."

Meng Fuyao gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and said nothing.

The fragrant flap is half unsolved, and the snow is clear and fragrant.

The white lotus blooms in the sea.

Di Feitian's eyes were bright, dizzy with the compelling beauty, and he swam forward excitedly.

"Sorry." But someone suddenly said indifferently, "My queen, never borrowed it."

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Well, I want to say that classmate Longan is a real mother... at least a real mother who has a howling voice (this big abuse must be a big abuse I personally think, a lot of your abuse is in my opinion It's not torture, explain in advance)

Don't be too scared by the emperor phoenix dead, longan has changed the evil and returned to righteousness, striving for the undead.