When Xiaobai meets the fox demon

"What time is it, haven't you dressed up yet?" Mother Xue's male duck's voice was loudly shouting outside.

Afterwards, Xiao Guan'er said bluntly: "Mom, why worry, my son's status is different, no matter how long it takes, the guests will be able to wait!"

"Oh, I'm just reminding you, why are you upset, little brother!" Mother Xue's voice became more fierce, and she even stretched her head towards the inside of the bead curtain.

The plain red silk was painted on her face a few times in front of the rhombic mirror, and when she got up, she was already smeared with makeup and stunningly gorgeous.

Fearing that Mother Xue would disturb the young master, Xiao Guan'er also put down the Shaman on the bead curtain.Following him, he raised his face and showed a decisive expression: "I said that I will be on stage at Sishi, so there is no need for mother to urge you!"

The drooping Shaman hit Mama Xue's hand, Mama Xue hadn't experienced such slights for a long time, she couldn't help but yelled: "You little bastard, let me see how I deal with you!"

As soon as the bead curtain moved, Hongxiao walked to the front of the curtain and asked, "Who are you trying to deal with?"

The person in front of me is dressed in a costume, so beautiful that "hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the wind in the water palace comes with the fragrance of pearls and emeralds".

Mother Xue immediately put away the anger on her face, and smiled awkwardly: "I'm just joking, why should you take it seriously?"

Before Hongxiao could say anything, a man rushed up from downstairs and shouted, "Mother Xue is not good, the two newly bought fish monsters jumped off the building!"

Xue's mother suddenly smiled when she turned around, and shouted fiercely at the person who came, "Why did you accidentally watch it!"

The man said in awe: "Last night, Mr. Su ordered them to accompany you. The servant saw that when Mr. Su left this morning, he looked smug. He only thought that those two had been tamed under the whip of his mother. That's fine. Gu Kong just jumped off the Luzhang Terrace."

"Those two were just given to me yesterday..." Xue's mother was so distressed that her teeth were almost crushed.Although she had earned back the original money from Mr. Su yesterday, mother Xue counted the money for tea, snacks, wine, clothes and jewelry bit by bit, and her heart ached even more.

Hongxiao stood coldly behind Mother Xue, his eyes were as deep as the deep water in the deep well of the courtyard: as long as he stretched out his hand, her life...

The back of Xue Ma's neck felt cold, and she turned around suddenly.Hong Kao stood quietly beside the curtain, which shocked Mama Xue's heart.

She tried her best to calm down and said: "Mom, I will go first, son will come later." Then she ran like a gust of wind.

In the Lanyun Pavilion in the sky, white clouds curl up and cranes hum.

Xian'e Chutao, who was climbing up the stairs, staggered and almost fell off the plum vase with sea water ripples in her hand.

"Hatsumomo, how could you be so careless." Behind her, Chutang quickly walked up with her skirt in her hand, and then she was puzzled by the surprised expression on Hatsumomo's face: "Who are you?"

Chu Tao withdrew her gaze from Immortal Ji Yuan's face and said, "I seem to have heard His Majesty sigh just now, and it must be because my ears are ringing."

Sitting upright on the Panlong chair in the middle of the pavilion is Jiyuan Xianjun, who has been sleeping here for 500 years.

"Really?" Chutang was a little surprised.She knelt down facing Xianjun, and her long white dress spread out like blooming petals.

Then she clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and looked unusually devout: Your Majesty, wake up quickly.

However, a gust of wind swept across the Lanyun Pavilion, and the fairy's clothes fluttered in the wind, and a few fairy peach leaves fell to his feet, and Xian'e's words were carried away by the wind.

"Chutang, who is this?" Hatsumomo was surprised.

Chutang supported Chutao's hand to stand up, and she pulled Chutao to look at the Yaoxian Palace opposite Lanyun Pavilion, which had been vacant for a long time.

Then her eyes turned further away, and there was a palace of red tiles and golden bricks thousands of meters away from countless clouds - Hanzhang Hall. From here, only a corner of the palace could be seen, Chutang's voice was deep In the water: "Didn't you see? The Hanzhang Palace is empty."

"..."

"The master of the Hanzhang Hall——Douxia Xianjun passed away forever two days ago."

Hatsutamo shuddered deeply: "What about Ting'an and Tingtao?"

"I don't know, I don't know where they went?" Maybe they can only stay with their master forever, Chutang murmured as if to himself.

"Our lord won't do it." Chutao replaced the Binglanchun vase on the stone table, and put the seawater corrugated plum vase in the middle of the stone table. A cute smile appeared on her face as she looked up. , she turned to Xianjun Jiyuan and said playfully: "The white camellia in the plum vase still carries the morning dew, Xianjun, you smell the fresh fragrance of flowers, you must wake up."

Montenegro seems to be very different tonight, even though the sky is still pitch black regardless of day and night, with no stars or moon, even though the intersection into Montenegro is still full of blood-eating stone spirits.But looking over from Xun Mo's side, there was a long string of moving lights at the intersection than usual, it was that some people who were going to take refuge in Montenegro were entering the mountain.

Every year, people would seek refuge in Montenegro, casual cultivators, or immortal sects, but this year seems to be a little more, but Xun Mo didn't care about all of this, he just took a look because he was bored.

After a while, he looked away, and there was a stream at his feet, and the dark water flowed 'squeaking...'. This is the only lively place in Montenegro, and the sound of the water made him feel like this is the world.

Where is that boy who looks like a doll?Although he tried to find the young man named A Luo in the next few trips to find Feng Ying's orb, but he couldn't find it in the vast sea of ​​people.

"Mo." A clear voice sounded behind him.

Xun Mo turned around, with a slight smile on his lips.He greeted the young man: "Ai Cao."

"We have to go to the Temple of Silence." Ai Cao stepped over and grabbed Xun Mo's hand.

Mugwort's hand was as cold as ice, and the chill soaked into Xun Mo's skin, but Xun Mo didn't shake off the opponent's hand.

Wormwood is a ghost, and his body is like a cloud of mist when it leaves the Montenegro.Xun Mo knew how much Ai Cao wanted to have a human body again, even in a place like Montenegro, if she shook off his hand, the sensitive Ai Cao would think that she despised him.

In the Hall of Silent Spirits, the Black Mountain Demon King lazily leans on the mud gold soft cloud throne. As a creator of Black Mountain, he has created many things, some of which are for him to drive, such as ghosts; some are to satisfy his evil tastes; some are for...

He stared at the ghosts and worshipers below from behind the heavy bead curtains and gauze tents as before, but tonight was a little different. On the rippling carpet under his feet was a man dressed in vermilion gauze and silk. woman.

The woman seemed to be around the age of peach and plum. She was holding a bare foot exposed by the Demon King of Montenegro. Her lips touched the instep of the Demon King of Montenegro lightly, and let out a deep laugh.

Her small movements made the Black Mountain Demon King a little absent-minded, and he inadvertently let out an 'oh', which made Xianyan, who was standing outside the bead curtain and was making a loud statement, tremble.

The bead curtain cut off Xianyan's sight like a cloud. In fact, without the bead curtain, Xianyan couldn't see the face of the Black Mountain Demon King clearly. All the spirits and people here have never seen the face of the Montenegro Demon King.

Xianyan, who is a spirit of the underworld, would not break out in cold sweat, but after that trembling, he squirmed restlessly and felt coolness on his back.He would rather the Black Mountain Demon King indulge in his sensuality.While trembling, he began to wonder if what he said before was wrong.

He carefully considered his words and proceeded to state.

In fact, the Black Mountain Demon King hadn't listened much to Xianyan's words about Ning Fengzi's joining Montenegro to refine medicine. He was attracted by the woman below.

After a dead silence, Xianyan finished speaking, and he waited in horror for the question from the Black Mountain Demon King.

The woman's kiss on the instep finally made the Black Mountain Demon King's heart itch. Just at this moment, the nine-star clock in the hall rang—and another person entered the hall.

The Black Mountain Demon King raised his head inadvertently, and he saw that thin figure had floated into the back of the hall, standing in a position that he could easily ignore.

The bare feet of the Black Mountain Demon King stretched out and touched the woman's neck, pushing her a foot away from him, and then he looked out of the curtain.

Although the people standing in the hall couldn't see the face of the Black Mountain Demon King, they all felt the demon king's lingering gaze, so they all knelt down on the water-sinking gold ground.

Fang Sheng Fang Die, Fang Die Fang Sheng—Ai Cao acted like all ghosts, but the eagle-like eyes of the Black Mountain Demon King still caught him fiercely, and then he heard the voice of the Demon King: Come here, Ai Cao.

Ai Cao didn't move by himself, but his body flew towards the back of the bead curtain. The moment it hit the black crystal bead curtain, the bead curtain swung open, and Ai Cao flew straight in.

After the black crystal bead curtain fell, everyone kneeling in the hall breathed a sigh of relief, and now they can leave.

The drooping eyes of Xianyan who was retreating were full of disdain, and the plain-faced wormwood was useless except for her slender figure. She couldn't compare to the mortal young man sent over, but the demon king showed pity for him several times.

An old man!Xianyan didn't realize that she was jealous.

Ai Cao stood coldly in front of the Black Mountain Demon King, neither speaking nor moving.

Resentful eyes flashed from the eyes of the woman who bowed her head, and when she raised her eyes again, there was already a smile on her face. She glanced at Ai Cao casually and said, "This younger brother has a very good figure, Mr. Demon King Really pick people."

The face of the Black Mountain Demon King was always covered by a thick layer of black mist, and he could not see clearly. His laughter came out of the black mist: "You old goblin, you only pick the good ones."

The woman crawled over from the ground, her two hands rested on the legs of the Black Mountain Demon King, and her body pressed against it softly.Then she raised her head and cast a wink at the Black Mountain Demon King, saying: "Master Demon King, my face can be pinched like water."

The Black Mountain Demon King laughed again: "I mean other places."

The woman straightened up suddenly, and with one movement, she pulled down the vermilion-gauze silk blouse a little bit, exposing smooth, white and fragrant shoulders.Following her, she smiled very sweetly, as sweet as a ripe candied date in autumn, and she said: "Master Demon King, am I not tender enough?"