Little Overlord and Mr. Mei

Yanqiao outside the house was knocking on the door again, and Song Yubai suddenly seemed to be pierced with a needle on his fingertips, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

She couldn't see her expression clearly in the darkness, but the shame spread clearly. She gave a faint utterance, and tried to calmly said: "Go open the door."

Xia Wuxin curled her lips to look at her in time. After a while, she turned over and got out of bed briskly.

In a place where she could not see, Song Yubai suddenly closed his eyes, put his hands on both sides of his cheeks, sighed vigorously, regretting not.

But when Yanqiao came in with a ticking rain, she had already returned to normal, bowing her head to sort out the wrinkles of her clothes.

"Why did you come to Mr. Song's house?" Yanqiao looked up and down Xia Wuxin curiously, then showed his face and nodded and smiled.

Song Yubai coughed quietly from the side, interrupting his cranky thinking, and said: "Dongfeng Shangxian asked you to come?"

"It's the master. This land **** is warm and hospitable, braved the heavy rain to kill chickens and oxen, saying that he wanted to catch the wind and dust for the gods. We are not going to live up to the good intentions. Besides, it's all day. Got it." Yan Qiao stepped forward and whispered to persuade.

"But I clearly warned the immortal, let him stop you, no one is allowed to go out." Song Yubai raised his eyebrows.

"This..." Yanqiao looked like he hadn't understood, after thinking for a while, and asked, "However, the master never mentioned this matter, and just then he even called me to inform you."

When Song Yubai heard the words, he knew it was not good. His face was as pale as paper, and his body softened and almost fell. Xia Wuxin hurriedly supported her.

The body in her hand was trembling, and Xia Wuxin suddenly felt that her heart had sunk to the bottom. She knew what this meant. At this time, Xia Chunqiu should have been controlled.

What a powerful enemy, she thought bitterly.

"What is it, sir, is it possible..." Yan Qiao frowned, his big hands wiped his sweat nervously, and turned around to look for Xia Chunqiu, but was stopped by Song Yubai.

"It's too late, what about the others?" she asked in a low voice.

"I've been there long ago!" Yan Qiao said anxiously, his seven-foot-long body pacing constantly, panicking.

Song Yubai glanced at her, cast his eyes down and pondered. Now he is a trapped beast in a cage. As long as he can't leave this island, it doesn't make any difference whether to go or not, and Xuan Feng tried his best to gather everyone together. There must be another picture.

He was looking for the person he was looking for before, and maybe even killing him.

If she died by the lake, he would save a lot of energy, but like now, it would only take a little more time to deal with her.

So really, completely desperate?

"You take Wuxin and stay here. Once the thunder and lightning diminishes, you will flee desperately. It's up to you if you want to go to the heavens or something." Song Yubai said softly, and then took a tung oil umbrella from the door. Step out.

Before Yanqiao had time to speak, Xia Wuxin followed, standing in the torrential rain.

"Xia Wuxin!" Song Yubai wanted to hold Xia Wuxin impatiently, but she didn't even touch the corner of her clothes.

Xia Wuxin smiled forcibly, and flung the bundled long hair behind him, and said, "Senior sister is still here, and my father is still alive or dead. How can I hide by myself? It is enough to report a letter to ask for help. He The cultivation base is much better than me, and I will definitely be able to escape."

Song Yubai wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Xia Wuxin: "What's more, I promised to protect you."

After speaking, she didn't look at Song Yubai's expression, Gu Zi walked out of the courtyard quickly, Song Yubai wanted to say something, but she couldn't even see her, so she had to clenched her hands and gritted her teeth to keep up.

This little **** was really wayward. Although Song Yubai was upset and irritable, he didn't know what to do.

The sky outside the door is still as gray as the morning, and it is difficult to distinguish between day and night. The thunder and thunder continue to explode, shaking people’s hearts. The rain is as heavy as thousands of people standing above their heads. Water poured over their heads.

Xia Wuxin walked hurriedly, clearing her thoughts in her heart, and even her father could control it. Could it be that she was the God in the Sun Illusory Demon Cave? Thinking about it, my heartstrings tightened.

Song Yubai closed her lips tightly. She knew what was waiting for her, but her mind was very calm, but she lost her life if she lost it. It was just that she could not get revenge. These days, she was used to this. Unwilling.

In the end, she would lose one after another under the trap of that person, but she couldn't get involved with so many other people's lives.

So the faster the pace, the colder his eyes.

It’s not far from the side house to the main hall. It is only after crossing a few thresholds. The main hall door is painted with red paint and opens wide. The small road is paved with pebbles. Green pine, but at this time it was all wrapped in rain cloth, and it was a little weird bare.

The house was filled with lights, which was much brighter than the yard, and even lanterns were lit on the eaves, which kept the light tragically under the downpour.

Xia Wuxin sighed while looking at the light, then cursed inwardly.

Song Yubai didn't stop in his footsteps, retracted his umbrella under the eaves, and stepped straight into the entrance.

In fact, she should have been covered with a veil to prevent people from being recognized, but today she doesn't care anymore. Since it is inevitable, she no longer hides it.

The hall is very large, several feet wide, and facing it is a plaque engraved with the four characters "Fu as the East China Sea". It is as bright as new. There are red pillars on the left and right. There are also a pair of couplets. There are two rows of mahogany low chairs on the left and right. There are tables for meals.

Other juniors can only sit behind these tables and chairs.

This land **** loves mortal life very much, and is arranged like an ordinary nobleman.

As Song Yubai entered the door, several people on the chairs looked up. On the left were a few elderly people, and on the right were some young people, all of whom were immortal cultivation bases, and they must have also gone to the Pantao Banquet.

When several people saw Song Yubai coming in, they didn't care at first, but after a while they whispered and exchanged glances.

Song Yubai ignored them and chose a back seat. Xia Wuxin followed her and sat cross-legged beside her. Su Xieyue patted her and whispered, "Why are you here? ?"

"You must have pestered Mr. Song again." Chi Yao said dullly behind him.

Xia Wuxin was strained at this time, so she ignored her, only nodded to Su Xieyue, and secretly observed the people around her.

Most of these people didn't realize what kind of danger they would face in a while. They were like guided birds, jumping into the half-buckled basket step by step. Once they entered the door, they couldn't fly with their wings.

Those few Shangxian cultivation bases are not too high, just look weird, always look here from time to time, is it possible that they know Song Yubai? Xia Wuxin thought, looking at them one by one.

Vaguely heard the word "Emperor" from their mouths.

"Senior Sister, is there no one sitting in that position?" Xia Wuxin covered her lips with her hand, and said in Su Xieyue's ear.

Su Xieyue glanced in the direction she was pointing, Xing's eyes drooped slightly, and she whispered: "It is said that she is a god, and she hasn't arrived yet."

As soon as she finished speaking, the air at the door wafted around. A man in mysterious clothes appeared in the sight of everyone. He was wearing a pair of cloud boots. Although the clothes were black, they were embroidered with gorgeous dark patterns from head to toe. The big sleeves of the robe are automatic without wind, and a golden ruyi hair crown is tied on the top of the head. A red ruby ​​is embedded in the center of the crown, and the dark light is surging.

Xia Wuxin was startled, scanning the man's face, always feeling a little familiar with his eyes.

Isn't this the man wearing the mask that day? She almost stood up on the spot, but fortunately Song Yubai was aside, gently grabbing her wrist.

"Don't move." Song Yu's Baitan lips opened slightly, and his voice came out suddenly.

After that, Su Xieyue almost yelled out, covering her lips hurriedly, lowering her head and panting.

Sure enough, they all fell into the trap as soon as they met the mountain.

Xia Wuxin clenched her fists, frowned, staring at him fiercely.

Xuan Feng held a silver wire fan in his hand, shook his clothes neatly, his eyes swept over everyone one by one, staying on Su Xieyue and Song Yubai for a while, then strode to the main seat and took his robe into his seat.

His eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he was just coming for a meal.

The several immortals looked at each other for a while, got up one after another, bent over and respectfully said: "I'm waiting for Xiaoxian, I have seen the third prince."

Xuan Feng raised his hand to help, so clear and clear, Xia Wuxin vomited fiercely, wishing to step forward and break off his precious head.

The short land **** also entered the door, raising his hand, and the door closed with a bang, blocking the strong wind outside, and the lights in the house shook a little, making the atmosphere more depressing and dazzling.

"It is a great honor to be able to welcome all the gods in the lower mansion." The land **** was happily unable to find the north, and reached out to let the maid by the side fill the glass with both hands.

Xuan Feng took it with a smile, and drank it all.

"You don't need to be polite, just eat." Xuan Feng said, first picked up the fruit on the table, put it in the mouth, but his eyes jumped over the crowd and looked straight at Song Yubai.

Those eyes were full of sarcasm and pride, and even picked up the wine glass and raised it towards Song Yubai.

Xia Wuxin obviously felt Song Yubai's anger and her sweaty palms, so she grasped her backhand.

Song Yubai's body, which had been trembling with anger, finally calmed down again after feeling the comfort of Xia Wuxin, not because of An Xin, but because she knew that she still had nothing to do.

She died as soon as she died, but these people who were in danger because of her, she must let them out of this Xiaoyingzhou safely.

Especially Xia Wuxin.

So, suddenly she picked up the wine glass in front of her lightly, her glazed eyes were shining with flashing lights, and she was cold and cold, looking at Xuanfeng from high above the ground, as before.

The wine glass in Xuan Feng's hand suddenly broke.

He put away the smile on his face, put on a cruel look, slowly wiped his hands dry, and then, there was a loud noise outside the door, and at the same time, everyone screamed. In the corner, there was courage. The little one screamed loudly.

The wall was covered by red light at some point, like a huge net, which trapped everyone unknowingly.

Everyone has been hit by the formation, limp all over, and loses immortal power.

"Third Prince, what do you mean!" The oldest Shangxian said in horror. He tried to move, but there was nothing in his palm. Several young people were also panicked. They all got up and ran to the door. When they hit the red light, they were bounced out, crowded and thrown together.

The land **** didn't know what was going on, just about to speak, he was overturned by Xuan Feng's hand and fell to the ground.

"Shut up, this prince can still let you die more easily." Xuan Feng slowly got up, and carelessly adjusted his robes, with the majesty of the heavens in every move.

No matter how frightened everyone was, they were forced to be dumb, and they did not dare to breathe.

Xuan Feng pushed away the person in the way, and walked in front of Song Yubai like a walk, and stretched out his hand to pinch her jaw.

When Xia Wuxin saw this, his heart gushed out, but he wanted to get up but was weak.

Seeing that the bones were distinct and the hands with the large and small rings were about to touch Song Yubai's face, she became more and more angry, and suddenly heard the sound of the string breaking, and the powerlessness that had just disappeared suddenly, so she suddenly got up and grabbed it. Staying on Xuan Feng's wrist, he was not allowed to step forward.

At this moment, Xuan Feng was a little stunned. He didn't move any more, but looked at Xia Wuxin's dark eyes and took some inquiries.

"What are you that can break free from my formation?" He whispered softly, then his right hand clenched his fist, and the majestic force of immortality came out like the ruining heaven and the earth. How could Xia Wuxin stand his immortal force? The body was suddenly shaken away and hit the wall hard.

"No heart!" At the same time, Song Yubai tightly covered his heart, breathing heavily in pain.

"Xia Wuxin!" She saw Xia Wuxin's body collapse and collapse. She didn't know whether it was painful or what, and her eyes were sore. She subconsciously got up to pull her, but Xuanfeng severely pinched her neck and pressed her behind her. Can't move on the low table.

Xuan Feng glanced at his wrist, panting heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "What is so powerful that it hurts my prince."

He looked at Song Yubai, leaned slightly, his eyes were indescribably cheerful, as if he was finally relieved, shook his head and said: "Yuheng, Yuheng, you haven't seen you for many years, your charm is undiminished. The body, hooked up with the newcomer again?"

"Why, I don't like women this time, so I like a useless white-faced kid?" He slurped a few times, glanced contemptuously at Xia Wuxin, who was lying on the ground, and shook his head. Worse."

"As an emperor, you don't practice quietly, but only know love, why are you so shameless?" He tried again, and Song Yubai's slender neck soon showed a few more red marks.

She gritted her teeth without saying a word, and then suddenly let out a sneer. She looked at Xuan Feng with contempt, and said, "Well, that's better than you. Even the so-called name of God was obtained by stealing my divine weapon. Yes. Shameless."

"You say it again." Xuan Feng heard the words, his eyes seemed to be smoking, and his hands became stronger.

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and a blue sword flew out of his sleeve, like a flash of light, inserted into the wall a few inches, and at the same time made a bone-thinning hole on Xia Wuxin's shoulder.

Xia Wuxin didn't move, as if she was dead.

"Wuxin!" Song Yubai's voice was pressed by her in her throat, and the sharp pain in her heart suddenly made her limp and fell on her back.

Xuan Feng stared at her for a while, suddenly showing a look of ecstasy, let go of her hand, and laughed loudly.

"Yuheng, you were crying, you still gritted your teeth for the night of thunder torture, but now you cry because of a little white face?"

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears of laughter, with a sense of joy: "Then if I kill this little white face, will you, the most noble emperor in the heavens, be able to bow and kneel down in front of me?