Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

"What is this?!" Xie Qiushi looked at the half of his hair on the ground, and whispered, "Qiqiao Gold Water Drop?"

He stared intently and listened quietly, only the sound of gurgling water and gentle breeze was heard on the stream, but there were murderous intentions lurking everywhere, aggressive with determination.

Xie Qiushi said: "I have never seen such a hidden weapon that makes no sound..."

Before he could finish his sentence, someone pulled his sleeves forcefully, and he fell back. At the same time, there was another "swish", and he felt a tingling pain in his left cheek, and a cool thing ran down his face. sideways down.

Yan Chicheng had already pulled him into his arms, he raised his head, stared blankly at Xianjun, and rolled his eyes like a dead fish: "Yan Chicheng, am I disfigured?"

Xianjun glanced at the wound with thick and thin threads, sighed helplessly, and flicked his finger against his ear: "Listen to the sound of water."

Xie Qiushi was stunned, and suddenly realized: "Immortal artifacts are silent, but people who use immortal artifacts have voices..." As he spoke, he stretched out his wrist, formed a tactic with one hand, punched the bottom of the boat, and shouted: "Here!"

A thin strand of blood floated from the bottom of the water, and before Xie Qiushi had time to be happy, the immortal behind him suddenly pressed him on the plank of the boat.

Sect Master Xie said "Ouch", just about to say a few stupid words, when he heard a "ding bell", the unsearchable thing knocked down the jade crown on Yan Chicheng's head, and the immortal gentleman's long hair was like splashing ink He came down and looked down at him with his head down.

Xie Qiushi's nose itched, and he sneezed awkwardly.

"It's more than one." He said, "The eldest sister has a lot of money, she has a lot of skills."

The two of them lay down and curled up in the small canopy, and the black-covered boat was still going down the current. Xie Qiushi was listening to the sound of the water, but for a few moments, he could hear the heartbeat of the fairy.

Xianjun seemed to be aware of his distraction, and looked down at him, his eyelashes were dark green, his pupils were as dark green as a candle flame, and when the candle flame flickered, Yan Chicheng suddenly pulled out the dagger in his sleeve with his backhand, and swiped it quickly Broke his wrist.

"Hey——" Xie Qiushi was startled, and before he could speak, he saw Xianjun's wrist flicked, and the blood mist flew up, fainting in front of his eyes, and then dense red threads slowly emerged from the boat canopy, and the strands were entangled. Due to the bifurcation of the axis, it grows wildly, wrapping the canopy tightly like a spider web!

Sect Leader Xie's expression froze, and he flicked his sleeves upwards, the linen fabric was broken, and grass ash seemed to be scattered on the ground in fine pieces.

"Very poisonous kung fu..." Xie Qiushi murmured, "It's like a cocoon wrapped in silk. If it gets tighter and tighter, even the gods will die."

Yan Chicheng raised his eyebrows: "You want me to..."

Xie Qiushi interrupted him immediately, grabbed his wrist, and pressed hard on the wound: "Closing your wound, the dignified fairy cuts his hands every day, so don't bleed out all the blood."

He was talking with a sneer already on his face, he raised his foot to step on the board of the boat, only to hear the wood "click" and crack.

As if he had found some fun, Master Xie raised his golden boots, and with all his strength, he kicked and stomped on the side of the boat. The whole boat turned over with a "crash", and the two of them followed That Upon fell head-first into the river!

The river water poured back into the canopy in an instant, and the densely covered silk thread was messed up for a moment. Xie Qiushi's eyes were sharp, and his eyes were quick to grab a strand of thread in the center of the axis, and he pulled it hard, only to hear a muffled groan next to his ear, and the two Nether disciples were forcibly caught by him. Pull it out of the water.

"Let go!" Sect Leader Xie shouted.

Disciple Nether stared wide-eyed, he exerted force with his left hand, the people in the water were already light and light, and the two women were dragged towards the swaying "silk net" by him, their skirts fluttering, as if they were "moths throwing a net".

But the two of them had no fear on their faces, when they got close to the steel blade net, one left and one right raised their palms together, and hit Xie Qiushi Tianling Gai, unexpectedly they wanted to burn everything together!

"Yan Chicheng!"

"break!"

The two shouts sounded almost at the same time, the water broke open, and a broken jade came from the side, bursting suddenly!

A white light suddenly appeared, shining brilliantly, and a jade wall like a mirror of water stood between the three of them in an instant, and fell to the ground with a loud crash, knocking them away all at once.

Yan Chicheng stretched out his arms to embrace Xie Qiushi, took him up and down the stream.

Master Xie came out of the water, choked on his saliva, looked up and saw a small bamboo raft floating on the river, he quickly stretched his body and hooked it over, the two sat on the bamboo raft together, he cast a "swift movement spell", looked around until the opposite side The figure disappeared.

After a long time, he asked, "Will you not catch up again this time?"

Yan Chicheng nodded slightly, and pointed to the intersecting waterway: "The jade mirror led them to the river."

Xie Qiushi came to his senses and said with a smile: "Things in the mirror are indeed reversed. I remember that is the way to Wuling?"

Yan Chicheng ignored him.

"Yan Chicheng?" Xie Qiushi waved his hand at him.

Xianjun grabbed his wrist, and saw a thin and deep bloody slit in the thin white palm, which was left when he pulled the silk blade forcefully just now, and at this moment, blood was gurgling out, because the water soaked his hand. Because of this, there is some gray in the paleness.

Xie Qiushi smiled "hehe" and said, "Why, do you feel distressed?"

Xianjun didn't answer, he applied medicine for him, and wrapped the wound carefully with a handkerchief. After wrapping the handkerchief, it was not enough, and wrapped several pieces of paper layer by layer, until the hand of Master Xie was wrapped into a rice dumpling.

Xie Qiushi watched him busy, but couldn't sit still, leaned his upper body back and forth, and said with a smile: "I know you will feel distressed, next time you scratch your body, I will follow suit. In the future, people will ask me how I started from Immortal Yanda." I learned something there, I said it was minced pork trotters..."

Yan Chicheng: "Do you love me?"

Xie Qiushi stared, aggrieved: "How is it possible?"

Xianjun nodded: "Alright."

"Ah?" When he admitted, Xie Qiushi was even more wronged, his mouth shrunk and he was about to howl.

"Xie Qiushi." Xianjun looked at the scarred hands of the two intertwined together, his eyes fell, the green was faint, and the atmosphere suddenly became warm and humid. He suddenly said, "Let's consummate the house."

Xie Qiushi's howl was stuck in his throat, and he didn't spit it out for a long time. He looked at the fairy in front of him dumbfounded, and put his hand wrapped in a rice dumpling to touch the fairy's forehead, trying to see if the fairy would also get burnt, but the tentacles were cold.

Xie Qiushi said blankly: "Immortal, immortal, do you have a fever? What are you thinking?"

"Yeah." Yan Chicheng lowered his head lightly, and blew on his neck, with a deep voice, "I counted, today is a good day..."

Xie Qiushi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he flopped back twice like a quail, his cheeks flushed slightly: "Someone who comes out is better at singing than me, so I won't play with you."

Yan Chicheng didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, his palms fell on the fabric of his neck, and his fingertips could occasionally touch the warm flesh.

The two stood in a stalemate for a long time, Master Xie rolled his eyes twice, his eyes swept from Xianjun's hair to the shoes, and finally floated to the sky, looking at the clear sky, wandering aimlessly.

Yan Chicheng sighed, just about to withdraw his hand, but was grabbed by the wrist.

"I have a question." Xie Qiushi raised his head cautiously, but his gaze fell to the flowing water, "Consummating a house... What exactly is a consummating a house?"