The 108th abuse of the little phoenix of glass

The wind and hills are emerald, and the clouds and mists are shrouded.

Among the many mountain peaks, there is a huge stone gate looming, and two little demons are sitting there chatting their teeth at the gate.

One of these two demons has horns and is a Minotaur.One has colorful feathers on its head, and it is a chicken and pheasant spirit.

The Minotaur held a palm-sized jug in his hand, and was pouring it into his mouth with his head raised, smacking his lips while drinking: "The wine brewed at the foot of the mountain is fragrant, and it's much better than that made by Wu Er's weasel."

Jizhijing watched him drink a few sips, but he didn't intend to stop, so he said dissatisfiedly: "I don't have much wine, do you want to drink it all by yourself?"

He snatched it with his hands, took a gulp, then shook the wine jug that had already bottomed out, and said angrily, "I don't know when Wu Er will be able to go down the mountain, and bring us a jug of wine back."

The Minotaur sighed: "I'm afraid it depends on the little beauty in the cave, when did he finish ruining things?"

Beauty is always the topic that men are most interested in.The chicken pheasant immediately became energetic, and said in a low voice: "Hey, I heard that the beauty is the eldest daughter of a decent family, and was captured by our altar owner. Every day, she raises silk, silk, satin, delicacies from mountains and seas, and also eats them every day. She loses her temper and has a very delicate temper. But our altar master is not only not angry, but also looks as tight as his eyes. Do you want to stay together?"

Taking advantage of his inattention, the Minotaur snatched the wine gourd back, and drank it up in two or three gulps: "Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauty. When I went in with Wu Er to deliver things, I secretly saw that beauty, tsk, the one who gave birth is called a sinking fish and a wild goose. Shame on the closed moon..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chicken Pheasant suddenly gave him a hand: "Shut up!"

Not far away, a mass of black mist descended, turning into Wu Tong's figure, and hurriedly dodged into the cave.

The Minotaur's mouth was wide open, and he stammered after a while, "I, did I read it wrong? Is the thing that the altar master is holding in his hand a rabbit?"

The chicken pheasant said calmly: "No, you are not mistaken. The thing that the altar master is holding in his hand is indeed a rabbit."

Entering from the mountain gate, passing through the winding and maze-like mountain road, the lights gradually become brighter in front of you, and the more you go in, the more luxurious the furnishings.

Wearing a dark green brocade suit, Wu Tong looked even more delicate and elegant.It's a pity that the viciousness between the eyebrows makes people shudder when they look at it.

As he walked, he stroked the rabbit in his arms, and a smile flashed across his gloomy face.That bad-tempered little girl yelled and smashed things every day.She should be happier to catch a rabbit for her.

The dozen or so demons guarding the entrance of the cave saluted Wu Tong one after another, and Wu Tong raised his eyelids impatiently.

As soon as they arrived at the door, a vase slammed into their faces, and the woman scolded in a charming voice: "Whoever it is, get out!"

Wu Tong quickly caught the vase, put it on the stone table next to him, and asked with a smile: "Which one doesn't have eyes, and made our young lady unhappy again? Tell me, and I will vent my anger for you."

With one hand on her hip, Linglong sneered and said, "Vent? How are you going to vent your anger?"

"Picking skin and cramp? Cutting into eight pieces? As long as you like it, you can do whatever you want."

"That's good." Linglong sat back on the chair, played with her braids with her fingers, and said lazily, "Then cut yourself into pieces."

This little ancestor never had a good time with him.Wu Tong didn't think it was disobedient, and handed the rabbit in front of Linglong graciously: "Look at what I brought you? Do you like this rabbit? How about raising it to relieve boredom?"

The rabbit has snow-white fur, red eyes like two agates, lying motionless in Wutong's palm, obviously domesticated, obedient and cute.

There is no girl who doesn't like small animals, Linglong was very moved when she saw it.It's just that in her heart, everything Wu Tong gave her would be disgusted by her in every possible way.

So she pretended to be disdainful: "You caught it? There are monsters all over the mountains and plains here. Could this be a rabbit monster?"

"If it's a rabbit demon, it's not just a good companion for you."

Seeing that Linglong refused to pick it up, Wu Tong looked around, trying to find a cage to keep the rabbit in.

There is a birdcage made of gold wire under the stone table, and Wu Tong knelt down to get it: "Let's use this birdcage to hold rabbits."

There used to be a parrot in the birdcage, which Wu Tong spent a lot of money to buy in the town at the foot of the mountain.

Wu Tong spent a lot of effort to teach the parrot to say: "Guan Guan Jujiu, in the continent of the river, a fair lady, a gentleman likes a good girl."

Then give it to Linglong.

Linglong was very happy at first, she kept teasing the parrot, and her cheerful laughter let a ray of sunshine into Wutong's heart full of haze.

Later, the parrot read this poem.Wu Tong secretly watched Linglong anxiously, seeing that her expression slowly changed, she suddenly opened the cage, grabbed the parrot and threw it out forcefully.

The parrot fluttered its wings and flew all over the cave. It kept yelling: "My fair lady, a gentleman is so good! My fair lady, a gentleman is so good..."

Linglong grabbed a teacup and threw it at it: "Get lost!"

Then threw himself on the bed and cried bitterly.

Wu Tong's heart suddenly turned cold: she really hated him as before.

His fingers squeezed hard in the palm of his hand, and then slowly let go.

What if I hate it?It was God who took pity on him and sent her into his hands.

During the Hairpin Flower Conference, he fell in love with her at first sight, but because of some misunderstandings, he fell in love with her.But it doesn't matter, he has plenty of time and patience to let himself live in her heart.

She is his imperative.

Linglong's eyes followed Wu Tong's squatting back, and also fell down, and a golden machete appeared in her palm out of thin air.

The next moment, Linglong held the knife and pierced Wutong's back like lightning.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Wutong's mouth, and he twisted Linglong's wrist with his backhand. With a "clang", the scimitar fell to the ground.

"What, you want to kill me again? Could it be that I'm not good enough for you?"

Wu Tong smiled, but his voice was cold and cruel: "You woman, why can't you stay by my side honestly? Could it be that you are a decent family who likes toasting instead of fine wine?"

Linglong desperately suppressed the fear in her heart, this man was unpredictable and moody, and her actions today might have challenged his bottom line.

She tried her best to look unruly and self-willed: "You gave me this knife, didn't you just want me to try whether it is sharp? There is no one else here to let me practice, so you sacrifice yourself, so what? ?”

Her expression seemed to be blaming Wutong, why didn't she just squat there obediently and let her stab her seventeen or eight times.

"Really?" Wu Tong gently caressed Linglong's neck with his hand, the cold temperature of his fingertips was like a snake moving slowly there: "It turns out that I wronged you. You want to practice your hands, why didn't you tell me? I can help you."

With a flick of his toe, the scimitar drew a cold arc in the air, and "pu chi" cut off the head of the rabbit in the cage.

The rabbit didn't even struggle, and died of gas, with blood gushing from its neck.The rabbit's head flew to Linglong's feet, "Gululu" twirled a few times.

Linglong screamed, her heart was completely broken, and she scratched at Wu Tong: "You despicable and shameless villain, devil, monster! Let me go, I don't want to stay here!"

Wu Tong choked her tightly, his eyes were bloodshot: "Let's go? What are you thinking about, my eldest lady! Since you fall into my hands, you will be my man in life and my ghost in death. Unless I die, you can never think about it." Take a step away!"

Linglong shed tears and closed her eyes in despair.

From the moment she knew that she was imprisoned by Wutong, she kept looking for opportunities to escape.Every time he was caught and brought back, he had to endure mental torture from Wutong.

She begged Wu Tong to kill herself, but this man is very perverted, and he would say to her very gently: "Why did you kill you? I can't bear it. I want you to stay with me for the rest of my life and never leave .”

If she wanted to stay by this kind of man's side for the rest of her life, Linglong felt that she would rather die.

"Don't cry." Wu Tong gently wiped the tears off Linglong's face: "I will treat you very well, and I will do my best to get you whatever you want. Except leaving."

Linglong cried and shook her head, but I just want to leave...