The cypress leaves are deeply visible and pitiful

Yin Xiaoke shook his head, thinking how to cheat the white-faced monster into drinking.What should I say?

In the early morning of the next day, the sun passed through the heavy black curtains, and finally only a faint light stayed on the face of a young man.Purple eyelashes, but not really purple, with a bit of transparency, that kind of clear purple.The eyelashes moved slightly, and a pair of eyes that were chilling to look at slowly opened.The man stood up. He was dressed in white clothes, then put on black clothes layer by layer, and finally tied all his hair into the black robe.This person is Bai Linglie.Just as she was about to put on the powder, she frowned when she heard the commotion outside.The eldest prince's palace - the Wumang Palace is quiet and cold all year round, with little noise. Even if there was noise last time, it was made by the prince who made people grit their teeth when it was mentioned.The prince hasn't been here for a long time, even Bai Linglie feels that the whole world is at peace, so why is there a commotion again today?

Bai Linglie gently pushed the door open, the sunlight outside was dazzling, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, but Bai Linglie's pupils dilated instantly, almost thinking that he had gone to the wrong place.After confirming again and again that this is his yard, Bai Linglie looked at the sea of... flowers.The snowy area is cold all year round, and it is difficult for ordinary flowers and plants to grow, but there are flowers and plants of various colors in front of us, and each of them is obviously a variety that can withstand the cold.Different colors and varieties.The yard is filled with a strange mix of floral scents.The Wuman Temple, which was originally bare and only had one cold pine tree, suddenly changed its face—it seemed to be alive, and the lonely cold pine seemed to be particularly happy today.Bai Linglie felt relieved for a long time, and turned to look at the source of the noise—it was Yin Xiaoke!

Qing Liang frowned and clenched his mouth, as if he was very angry.This ghost prince came early in the morning, bringing strange things, and made the yard look like this. I don't know if the master will get angry, but I really can't stop this guy.

Yin Xiaoke was bullying Qingliang with a smile, when he looked up, he found that the white-faced monster had come out. "Hey! You're up? Look, Axie! I, ah, Axio, um, this is an apology for you, don't thank me, how about it? Do you like it? Are you sincere, my lord? Sneeze!" Xiao Ke found that he seemed to be allergic to one of the flowers, it was terrible!

"Master! Which flower are you allergic to? Let's not do it." Dazi was very worried. If those in the palace knew about his precious son's suffering, he wondered how he would be punished? !

"Master, Qing Liang can't stop them, please punish them, Master." Qing Liang gritted his teeth.

Yin Xiaoke ignored Qingliang's complaint, but looked at the white-faced monster expectantly, hoping to get some praise and affirmation from him.When Bai Linglie saw that his yard had been changed like this, his heart was on fire, and he turned his head to look directly at Yin Xiaoke.But when he saw Master Ke looking at him with his bright eyes, he looked like a little pug.The nose is red, I am afraid it is really allergic.

"Qingliang, clean up the yard." After finishing speaking, he ignored Yin Xiaoke and went to practice swordsmanship in other courtyards.

Qing Liang was about to let out a "Hey", thinking that the master wanted him to pull out all the flowers and plants, how could he know that the master just asked him to clean up the scattered soil without saying anything?

Yin Xiaoke asked Dazi to try his best to find hundreds of kinds of flowers and plants that are hardy to the cold, just to decorate the Wumang Palace, but he didn't know that the white-faced monster didn't appreciate it. "Ah-choo! I said, white-faced monster, I worked so hard to get these flowers and plants. Your yard is so cold and unpopular. Look how beautiful it is, Ah-choo!" Dazi flipped He rolled his eyes: Who made it?

Yin Xiaoke shamelessly followed Bai Linglie into the other courtyard, and saw that Bai Linglie's sword was powerful, his figure was sharp, and his spells were also very powerful.I couldn't help admiring it from the sidelines, appreciating it with the eyes of a quasi-prince of the devil world who has practiced for 300 years, um, not bad, if I came here more than 200 years ago, I would definitely be stabbed to death by him with an ice pick.But now, heh heh, you are no match for me.

Bai Linglie also knew that Yin Xiaoke was watching from the side, and he didn't stop the sword in his hand. The sword energy rolled up snowflakes and flew all over the sky, but Bai Linglie's black robe was not stained by a single snowflake.The black robe rose and fell with his movements, it seemed soft and gentle, but the sword energy was so fierce.

Suddenly, Bai Linglie felt a strong sword aura mixed with mana rushing towards him. Relying on instinct, Bai Linglie drew back and pointed the sword at the opponent, but the person turned around and changed direction. Bai Linglie was startled, and quickly switched direction.But the other party seemed to be teasing himself.Bai Linglie raised his head and took a closer look, it was that bastard Yin Xiaoke!So with a wave of his left hand, dozens of ice picks pointed at Yin Xiaoke.Yin Xiaoke is also very familiar with this ice pick. After having endured it once before, he has also endured it many times while working. After more times, he has mastered the skills and is familiar with the white-faced monster's attack habits.

Sure enough, Yin Xiaoke dodged Bai Linglie's ice pick very lightly. Bai Linglie rushed towards Yin Xiaoke with all his strength this time. Xiaoke seemed to have expected it. When he turned over, Bai Linglie suddenly felt a slight chill on his neck.Yin Xiaoke's flying body has already put the sword on his neck!

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