When Xiaobai meets the fox demon

The woman's appearance is naturally one in a million, she can be said to be unparalleled in beauty, not to mention that she is now in the shape and spirit of peaches and plums, but it is a pity that she is facing the countless demon kings of Montenegro who are only staring at the ground. Looking at the wormwood, all the efforts are in vain.

The Black Mountain Demon King touched his chin and pondered for a while, then finally said slowly: "Go back, Tijin will give you what you want."

The voice of the Black Mountain Demon King is very peaceful. If it were another man, the woman would definitely change color, but the Montenegro Demon King treated her like this is already extremely polite.

The woman didn't dare to say anything, she straightened her clothes, knelt and retreated.

As soon as the Black Mountain Demon King raised his hand, the wormwood lay on the Demon King's thigh.Through the clothes, the demon king's hand landed on his body, and the hand slid along the back to the thin waist. He repeatedly groped the waist, and suddenly increased his strength.Sure enough, the wormwood let out a low moan, and his body trembled like a leaf in the wind.

The Black Mountain Demon King laughed, and what happened next would make Ai Cao tremble even more.

Xianyan had been standing by the door of the Hall of Silence, the sound from the depths of the hall was already very weak, but Xianyan's ears were keen to catch it.Frowning and listening for a while, he suddenly raised his hand and swung an approaching blood bat in half, then walked away.

The courtyard ten meters behind Qingxin Wenshui Hall is the resting place for the head teacher Chi Feiyao.Daoist He—He Chunhui has been waiting in the small reception hall for two hours, her fingers clasped the rosewood tabletop rhythmically like a man, and the sound of "click..." recorded the boring waiting time.

"I'm back." The voices of several disciples came from the courtyard.In fact, Daoist He had already stood by the door when he heard the piercing sound coming from the air.

After a few tens of breaths, Chi Feiyao was surrounded by disciples and came in. Chi Feiyao supported the hands of the two disciples and walked to the chair in the middle. After sitting firmly, he greeted the Daoist He on the door: " Eighth Martial Nephew, I've been waiting for a long time."

Daoist He stepped forward and said, "It's the duty of disciples to welcome Miss Zhang teacher." While speaking, she knelt down in front of Chi Feiyao.

The light on the coffee table illuminated the room brightly. If a person who had never been to Wenshui Pavilion peeped in front of the window, he would be surprised to find that the middle-aged He Daochang was kneeling in front of a delicate woman.If you know more about it, you will know that that delicate woman is the head teacher of Wenshui Pavilion, and she is fully 30 years older than He Dao.

Chi Feiyao has a good face and has become an old fairy who is getting younger and younger.Now she was leaning lazily on the back of the chair, with her hands idly resting on the chair.She didn't speak, and she looked at Daoist He kneeling below with a ray of light from her lowered eyelids: Chunhui is old, and she still remembers the appearance of a little girl when she first entered the teacher's school 30 years ago, it is really time-consuming.

But, she, Chi Feiyao, was not included, the more she looked at He Chunhui, the more satisfied she felt.Then she said in a soft voice: "Get up, Chunhui, I won't work hard for you these days when I'm not in the church."

The head teacher's voice was so gentle in his ears, but Daoist He knew her sister-in-law so well, she stood up with a very respectful attitude: "It is what the teachers and nephews should do to share the worries of the teachers."

Chi Feiyao smiled, and she took a sip of Lao Jun's tea with the hands of the disciple holding the tea. The tea was neither cold nor hot, which was just to her liking.She asked: "When I left, how did the things I confessed go?"

Daoist He still lowered his head and replied: "There are already eight suitable candidates, only two are missing."

Chi Feiyao let out an 'oh' inadvertently.

Daoist He said again: "However, my nephew met two men from the Eastern Jin Dynasty during the day, and they are better than those eight."

Daoist He's expression made Chi Feiyao question: "Didn't you catch him?"

"One is a casual cultivator, so my nephew has to wait for my aunt to show me." Daoist He raised his eyes to look at the head teacher.

"How about the spiritual power?"

"Not bad, not bad."

One of Chi Feiyao's jade hands was gently raised, she seemed to be examining the dark green old jade bracelet on her wrist, after hearing the answer, she glanced at Daoist He and said, "Then what are you waiting for? "

Daoist He lowered his head and said, "Yes, my nephew will catch him tomorrow morning."

"No, ask the disciples to invite them." Chi Feiyao changed his mind.

The morning sun poured onto the vermilion eaves of the drunken koi carp, and the light shone directly from the open screen window into the room that was still not yet clear.A pair of red candles that had been burned all night on the incense table had only a short tail, and the remaining smoke from the incense burner in the middle was curling up.

Inside the golden sand-colored red tent, a smooth arm was exposed.

"Young master, young master." The little official carefully tried to wake up the sleeping Hongxiao.

The brocade satin inside the curtain was lifted, Hongxiao sat up from the bed and asked, "What time is it?"

"The hour."

Seeing Hongxiao stand up, the little official hurriedly opened the curtain, and when Hongxiao sat on the horseshoe stool, he handed over a bowl of rock sugar and white fungus soup in the bag.

Hung Hom took a deep breath through her nose, and said to Xiao Guan'er, "Drag out the corpse under the bed."

At the same time that Hongxiao opened her mouth, Xiaoguan'er had already dragged out the body of a fat man under the bed - he was the guest of honor last night.

Hung Hom cast a disgusted glance at the man, pointed at the man and suddenly stood up, walking swaggeringly.

Xiao Guan'er giggled, pointed at the dead body and said, "Definitely."

The corpse was indeed fixed.

Hongxiao yelled softly: "Guan'er, don't mess around." While speaking, a wave of spiritual power flew into the corpse from his hand, and the corpse moved again.

Guan Er didn't look away until he saw the corpse walk out of the gate of the drunken koi, and walked over and said, "After an hour, the spell will expire, so I don't know where it will lie?"

"You don't care where he is, as long as someone sees him leaving the drunk koi's door, it's none of my business." Hongxiao smiled coldly, and then said: "The air in this room is still not clean."

"It will be fine when the young master returns to Xichahai."

How can the current Xichahai be compared to the Xichahai at that time, when the water flowing inside and outside the Ganlu Hall was much clearer than it is now, and the red silk sinking into the memory was silent.

"Young master, Xirui is here." Guan'er said suddenly.

Last night, Xirui was dressed as a flower seller, with her hair wrapped in a piece of cloth, and she was dressed in a standard flower seller's blue floral dress.She stood on the top of the door and shouted loudly: "Master, these flowers are so fresh that I just picked them this morning." Then her eyes slipped downstairs, and then she walked into the house with a basket of flowers.

Xiao Guan'er came over and picked up some light red peony flowers and put them in the white porcelain vase on the round table, followed him and stood outside the bead curtain alertly.

The red silk that has washed away the lead, and the light in a pair of eyes is so cold that it penetrates.Xirui didn't dare to look directly at him, and quickly said while bowing her head: "Young master, the person who is going to be pursued was asked to leave this morning by the people from the Water Pavilion. What can we do now?"

Could it be that Asking Water Pavilion also found it?No, this is absolutely impossible!He didn't enter Bo City back then, and he only stayed in Xichahai for one day.For the first half of the day, I accompanied him to find something, and for the second half of the day they fought, and then he disappeared without a trace.Hong Hom once again confidently believed in her own judgment in her memories: "Let's hide the soldiers and stay still, and let people inquire outside the Wenshui Pavilion."

Xirui nodded, she should have left, but something made her hesitate to speak.

The sun's light lingered in front of the window, which reminded him of the sparkling sea under the sun, his voice slipped out of his throat softly and lightly: "Go, Xirui."

Xirui, who was pursing her lips tightly, finally couldn't hold back, she asked: "Did the young master arrange Haizhu?" This question entangled her all night, and the feeling of asking made her feel relieved.

What's wrong with this girl?Hongxiao looked at Xirui in surprise.

Some days in Xichahai recalled from Xirui's mind that she and Haizhu were good friends at first, but when they knew each other that they both fell in love with the young master, they became enemies.

Xirui's face became hot under the gaze of the red silk, she lowered her head and said anxiously: "Xirui is talkative, I hope the young master will forgive me."

Hongxiao walked up to Xirui with her hands behind her back, his voice sounded beside Xirui: "It's good to know."

Xirui didn't dare to stay any longer, she left with a basket after paying her respects.

The whole process was very inexplicable, the two of them were found early in the morning, and they were invited to Wenshui Pavilion.The most inexplicable thing is that the vixen was acting like he didn't want to talk to people yesterday, but today he went to the appointment without hesitation.A Luo has already walked in the courtyard of Wenshui Pavilion, but he is still struggling with this problem.

"This way please, both of you." The disciple who asked the water pavilion to lead the way was very considerate.

Even though they had already passed by, Aluo still looked back at the Qingxin Wenshui Temple. Of course, they did not pass through the hall, but even if they passed by, they would be amazed by its golden wall splendor.

"It's beautiful." The disciple leading the way simply stopped.

Finding that the two people in front of him were waiting for him, A Luo touched his head with a smile, and he rushed over two steps at a time: "Let's go."

They were led to wait in the sitting room outside the headmaster's courtyard. After the disciples left, there were only the two of them left in the room.A Luo peeped out from the closed lattice window, what caught his eyes was layers of green, and an old banyan tree grew on the ground outside the window.

"Don't peek." Hu Yuchen sat in front of the square table, picked up the teapot and poured himself a bowl of tea, sipping tea leisurely: "With this time, it's better to rest your mind."

"It's a strange place, shouldn't you be careful?" Arlo walked over from the window after noticing anything.

Since he dared to let you into this room, it means that the field of vision in this room is blind, and there is nothing to be detected at all.But Hu Yuchen didn't want to teach A Luo these things, he stared at A Luo and said, "What did you find outside the water hall after Qingxin asked?"

Found……

A Luo thought about it carefully, suddenly he was a little excited, and then he said in doubt: "There seems to be colorful lights around the hall, I always thought it was caused by the refraction of the sun, you reminded me, I want to ask you what is that glow?"

"That's caused by the colorful lotus lanterns placed in the hall." Hu Yuchen put down the teacup in his hand, looked at A Luo and ordered in a low voice, "Come here."

"What?" Ah Luo nervously took a step back.

Fool, what can I think at this time, Hu Yuchen whispered again: "I have something important to tell you."