Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3414 What if the disciple always wants to deceive the teacher (5)

  The wind broke through the air,

  The demon girl raised her eyebrows lightly, and the half-curved corners of her lips remained unchanged.

  She reacted extremely quickly and turned to her side. The gust of wind brushed the tips of her hair. Ling Ling's chill was radiating. She actually cut the peach tree behind her, and smashed it to death in an instant!

  Ranbai glanced at the peach tree that instantly turned into fine dust behind him, and gave a light tweet.

  The lazy voice of the girl fell from the air, seeming to be somewhat presumptuous.

   "This place seems to have never been engraved with the name of the fairy prince, right?"

As she spoke, she didn't stop her movements, and she didn't fear the ruining wind. She walked directly through the murderous formations, stomped on the branches lightly in the sky, and she was not exaggerated. In the end, his toes fell on a peach tree, the red dress was flying, and then he half-leaned on the trunk so lazily, his long legs bent, arrogant and undisciplined.

  A movement that takes only a few seconds before and after.

  The petals of the peach blossom rose and fell all over the sky.

  In the depths of the peach forest, there is actually a cold spring.

   A set of white clothes was placed on the shore, folded rigorously, without any wrinkles.

  And there is a figure in the spring water, half invading the water.

  The peach blossoms are falling, the white mist is lingering, and the mist in the spring water is filled with water vapor.

The man turned his back to Dye White, and his figure was hidden in the mist. Only a straight and thin back could be seen. The lines were clean and distinct. The three thousand ink techniques were scattered behind him. The black black hair lined against the cold white complexion, intertwined with coldness. The color of abstinence, glowing with coldness like shining moonlight.

  The crystal clear water droplets slide down along the line of the back. In the mist and dampness of the cold spring, the bewilderment of desire rises for no reason. The scenery is half-concealed, and the most confusing.

  Ranbai did not expect that he could directly hit such a scene by breaking into the peach blossom forest formation.

  The red-clothed girl tilted her head, leaning lazily against the tree trunk, looking at her without evasive eyes, she even laughed while holding her delicate jade chin, and whistled frivolously, too evil.

  At the moment the tone falls.

  Ranbai keenly perceives that the air suddenly freezes at that moment, the hidden terrorist killing intent is cold and dangerous enough to be lethal.

  The man suddenly got up from the cold spring, dressed in white for an instant, turned and looked at the **** the peach tree!

   Seeing the face of Xianjun positively and intuitively, the demon girl blinked her eyes lightly.

  The young fairy is extremely slender, like a green bamboo, pines and cypresses, coming out of a cold spring, wearing a white dress, like a faint silver light flowing, and like a cliff like ice and snow. Although it was a little loose, the clothes were light and damp, but it was still subconsciously looking up, so high that it could not be violated.

   His own sternness and indifference were enough to overwhelm the chaos just after the shower, and even made people feel too solemn and unreasonable.

  It is like a divine residence in the nine-fold sky, lonely and indifferent.

  Dyeing white eyes slowly slid down on Xianjun's waist. The snow-white belt was embroidered with silver and white lines, tied with the figure of Zhilan Yushu, and outlined the thin and beautiful waistline.

  She laughed suddenly, seemingly upright, but shiningly molested: "Xianjun...waist is very thin."

  The moment the voice fell,

  The air seemed to freeze into frost, silently glowing with solemn majesty.

  Just listen to the sound of "Zheng——"!

   is a figure with a long sword out of its sheath, the snow flashes in the air, it is a dazzling cold color, fast as a dragon, suddenly like lightning!

  But in an instant, he stabs the girl who is leaning on the peach tree, the blade is like autumn frost, extremely sharp——

  The demon girl squinted her eyes slightly, before her eyes was a fleeting dazzling cold light, and she could only hear the wind whistling through the air in her ears!

She leaned back in an instant, able to avoid the sword light that was cut down in the sky. The long eyelashes were no more than an inch away from the blade. When she looked up, she could clearly see the thin blade of the snow sword as it passed by. , Reflecting the cold and dazzling light in the sun, engulfing the sharp to extreme danger.

  Avoided the thrilling danger, dyed white eyes, tapped his toes, retreated a few steps from the peach tree in the elegant red dress, and stood on the branches.

  And after the long sword passed by, it chopped off the petals of the sky full of peach blossoms. It had its own sword spirit and divine consciousness. I saw it whirled, croaked, and brushed it back into the scabbard! The scabbard is silvery white with a cold texture.

The young fairy has a long jade body, white clothes like snow, holding a sword in one hand, and the sword holding the slender hands. He indifferently looks at the figure standing on the peach tree. It is obvious that he is looking at people, but it is impossible to follow him. I found half of the shadow color in my eyes, almost frozen the world, seeming to look down on sentient beings on the top of the cold mountain.

Those eyes made people dare not look straight. They seemed compassionate and ruthless. The color was deep and pure black. They would be swallowed when the light source was taken in. The eyes were sharp and sharp, and the arc was exceptionally refreshing, and there seemed to be a world in the eyes. All things, the reincarnation of the heavens, can see the vast world, the sun, the moon and the stars, but the calm, warm and deep expanse.

"Don't you just say something about a thin waist." The witch stood idly on the light and fragile branches, but stood extremely steady, like flat ground, the sound of the wind blew, her red dress flying, fierce scorching eyes , Looked at Xianjun condescendingly.

  He was born with a good skeleton, and for a while, he couldn't find the pen and ink to describe it. He just felt that no words in this world were worthy of him.

  And the extremely oppressive solemnness of Xianjun's body is enough to overshadow that cold face like a god, and the brush strokes are all exquisite, but too cold.

  Stained white peach blossoms, eyes are cold and passionate, a little provokes a specious smile, and confidently: "I'm complimenting the fairy."

  "Frivolous people." Yu Chen paused and uttered four words. His speech was as cold as frost, without emotion, and the texture of his voice was like a breeze stroking a piano string, and a bright moon clasping jade.

  "Don't you all say that people are not frivolous and juvenile?" The girl's eyebrows were crooked, and she was sloppy and arrogant. She paused, and then said, "But someone as solemn and strict as Xianjun might not understand it."

  The young fairy does not want to argue with others, his pupils are dark, but his lips are pale, a bit less **** than normal, soft and faint: "Leave."

"I can't break this formation in vain." The girl in red, blatantly, casually holding a saber in one hand, the scabbard is blood-red, the lines are curious, and the gems are inlaid with a faintly dangerous aura, like For ominous signs, she raised her white chin slightly, and said jokingly: "I heard that there are treasures in this place.

The voice fell, and before any time, the demon girl jumped down directly from the peach blossom tree and flew towards him. Her clothes were fluttering and she was fierce and prosperous, and the sword in her hand was out of its sheath, seemingly shining with cold light stars. Mang, ominous omen!

  Xianjun looked at her indifferently, with only a calm and faint glance. He held a sharp weapon in one hand, and the Xueji sword was unsheathed in an instant, and Senhan's blade met the girl's soulsame sword.

  As the two played against each other, Jianmang hunted the wind, ruining the sky and destroying the earth, and shocked the peach blossom forest for several miles. The petals of the peach blossoms all bloomed and shattered to the ground, which seemed to be an unprecedented grand peachy burial!

  (End of this chapter)