Fairies and Beasts

50.

Xiao Yuhua immediately understood why she came to kill him, and felt that she was wronged.

He was wronged to the extreme, he was not impatient, he didn't even hold a girl's little hand.

As a result, as soon as he threw himself into this world, he was burdened with a love debt, and it was still not a very happy love debt.

Who does this make him complain to?

51.

Xiao Yuhua almost wanted to yell and tell Zhen Fenger that he would never dare to marry her again.

But he couldn't speak.

Just listening, smelling, and feeling everything around you.

A soft hand reached out, passed through his armpit, and another hand passed through the crook of his knee, hugging him.

His body immediately lifted off the ground and soared into the air. The skin on the left side was covered with a warm body, which was very soft.

52.

Zhen Feng'er lifted the person up easily, stretched her arms out, trying not to let the fool stick to her.

53.

Xiao Yuhua's residence is not far from here, he lives alone, and no one would come to him on weekdays.

54.

Xiao Yuhua only felt that he was carried by her for a while, and entered a somewhat narrow and dark place.

He put him on the bed.

"Zi la..." A slight voice rang in his ears.

Even the eyes that are still closed can feel a vague light and shadow gradually brighten up.

This group of light and shadow is getting brighter and brighter - it is Zhen Feng'er's fairy sword!

55.

Anyone who cultivates the sword sect will refine such a sword, which is usually invisible, but can be transformed into an illusion when it is needed.

Either from the palm of the hand, or from the back of the head... the more unexpected, the more able to attack the enemy by surprise.

But it often takes decades to develop such a fairy sword.

Although Zhen Feng'er has a dissolute nature, she has an excellent foundation in cultivating immortality.

Calculating carefully, it has only been a few years since she joined Lin Dai'er's sect, but she has already practiced her own fairy sword, and her strength should not be underestimated.

56.

On the other hand, Xiao Yuhua is a fool. Although he is said to be Wen Qingfeng's apprentice, he doesn't know any magic tricks.

Root bone is even worse, hopeless.

Referred to as waste wood in waste wood.

57.

It is only a moment for the fairy sword to make a move.

Xiao Yuhua felt a coolness rushing in from his heart, but it only penetrated a few inches.

He suddenly felt a burst of scorching heat in his dantian, rushing upwards.

A huge burst of white light suddenly burst out in front of her, enveloping Zhen Feng'er's fairy sword, making a crackling sound, as if the sword was about to be smashed into pieces.

58.

Zhen Feng'er opened a pair of big eyes that fluttered, and her heart was full of turmoil.

He...he...how could he know the magic trick, it's impossible!

But now is not the time to think about that.

More importantly, the fairy sword she had cultivated for many years was about to be swallowed up by this white light.

In this way, her dantian celestial veins will definitely be damaged, and the celestial sword will have to go back and practice again.

It is simply 30 years of hard work, returning to the pre-liberation overnight!

59.

Zhen Feng'er hurriedly put her hands together, raised two fingers together, and silently recited the formula, intending to take the sword back.

But the ball of white light entangled her fairy sword very tightly.

Cold sweat gradually emerged from her forehead, and big drops ran down her cheeks.

It seemed that she had been drenched in a thunderstorm, and the blood on her face disappeared along with the cold sweat.

Pale as snow.

60.

Finally, she exhausted a lot of hardships, pulled it out bit by bit, and the fairy sword slowly broke away from the white light, and she was about to succeed.

She relaxed, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Snapped--"

The fairy sword broke into two pieces, and the tip of the sword was directly swallowed by the white light.

The hilt of the sword turned into a little light, and it was taken in from her palm.

The smile froze, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Just this moment, her cultivation directly returned to five years ago.

61.

The always high-spirited woman suddenly yelled, as if she saw a ghost, big eyes, black eyeballs, big drops of tears fell down.

But she was still screaming, the decibels were high.

62.

At this moment, Xiao Yuhua opened his eyes.

He first glanced at his hands.

After all, in the previous world, his hands were slender and fair, shiny and smooth, and no one could even touch them.

But now, a pair of black hands appeared in front of his eyes.

The nails are full of dirt and mud, it is almost invisible.

He is actually a person who cares about his appearance very much, because he always stays alone when he is sick, and he looks in the mirror every day when he has nothing to do, and the more he looks at the beauty in the mirror, the more he likes it.

He wished the heavens could create another him so that he could hug, touch, and kiss again.

He looked down again, only to find that there was a large mass of blood on his chest.

It's just that his clothes are very dirty, so the place is only a little darker than the color of the clothes, and you can't see it unless you look closely.

63.

Seeing the blood, he gradually felt a little pain at this moment.

In fact, the wound was not very deep, but there was a lot of blood flowing, and it was at the heart, so it looked a little scary.

64.

Seeing that he woke up, Zhen Feng'er thought about what happened just now, and felt that this person was very powerful, and she was definitely no match for this person, so she suddenly became afraid, so her body went limp, and she fell to the ground.

Weeping.

She said coquettishly, "Who are you? Where did you get that fool?"

Gently stroking the bun with one hand, he pulled out a green hairpin and turned it into a butterfly the size of a thumb.

The butterfly circled a few times around her fingertips, turned into a stream of light, and flew out of the window.

65.

Xiao Yuhua was only focused on checking the injuries on her body, and didn't pay attention to her movements.

When he came back to his senses, he heard footsteps outside the door.

Before anyone came in, he smelled a strong fragrance, which made him sneezed several times.

66.

At this time, a light female voice was heard, but the tone was very harsh.

"Senior sister, what did you ask me to come to this fool's house? I feel sick when I see him."

A woman with light makeup pushed the door in, with a pretty face.

I saw that this person was wearing white clothes and a long skirt with wide sleeves. He had a fairy air, and when he walked, his feet did not touch the ground, and his clothes did not get dust.

67.

Xiao Yuhua recognized her. This person was none other than Lin Daier's third disciple, Tiandie, who had the closest relationship with Zhen Fenger.

The butterfly released by Zhen Fenger just now belongs to her, and it is used to pass messages to each other.

Xiao Yuhua was not familiar with this woman in his memory.

In fact, he didn't know anyone well, but he would foolishly go to get beaten when he saw a good-looking one.

Tian Die pretends to be lofty, seeing him from a distance, she thinks her eyes are dirty, so she just avoids him.

68.

So when she received Zhen Fenger's butterfly and asked her to come to Xiao Yuhua's residence to save him, she was extremely unwilling.

She didn't want to set foot in that fool's place.

Besides, that fool doesn't know anything, and since he is in his own sect, Zhen Feng'er is in no danger.

But—what if something happens?

If she doesn't go, this plastic sisterhood will be lost.

She is always a fairy, with a bodhisattva heart and a cold face and a warm heart.

So here she is.

And in order not to pollute her clothes by the land of the fool, she also deliberately cast a spell to keep her body three inches off the ground and walk in the void.

69.

As soon as she entered the door, she had a dead face frowning.

First, he glanced at Xiao Yuhua who was sitting on the bed with a difficult expression.

Because his face has no desire to be seen by others, most people can't see his emotions.

He took another look at Zhen Feng'er, who was collapsed on the ground with tears in his eyes.

What's happening here?

"Senior sister, why is your face so ugly? What's wrong with this idiot?"

70.

Zhen Feng'er glanced behind her, and blamed softly: "Why did you come here alone, didn't I ask you to bring more people?"

Tiandie felt very strange and asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhen Feng'er bit her plump red lips, frowned slightly, and had a thought in her mind, and came up with an idea.

He stood up, put his toes on tiptoe, put his hands on Tian Die's shoulders, and buried his head in Tian Die's chest.

Said in a weak and coquettish tone: "Junior Sister, you want to save me, this person...he...he wants to belittle me!"

As she spoke, she was still sobbing, her chest rose and fell slightly, and she rubbed against Tiandie's body slightly.

80.

Butterfly's face was covered with black lines.

If you belittle him, someone will believe him, but he belittle you?I'm afraid I'll stab you from head to toe with a sword, put it on and set it on fire.

But she is not one of those thoughtless and straight-hearted women, so naturally she won't say it directly.

She first patted Zhen Feng'er's back lightly, and then hugged Zhen Feng'er tightly with one hand.

But the phoenix eyes narrowed, his expression was cold, his eyes were like a shard of ice, staring at Xiao Yuhua closely.

"Fool, is it your frivolous senior sister?"

81.

How could there be such a reversal of black and white in this world.

It's just abominable!

82.

But Xiao Yuhua is still a child with a simple mind.

He was still a little confused about the situation in front of him.

There may also be some reasons for inheriting the foolishness of this fool, staring at the two with wide eyes, with a ignorant expression, it looks even more disgusting.

83.

If he was still as beautiful as before, I'm afraid these two women wouldn't dislike him that much.

But he is no longer the beautiful body he was before.

Now he doesn't wash his face, comb his hair, change his clothes, and smell bad all over his body, which will only make people unable to eat.

Just now, Zhen Fenger definitely exhausted all her courage to hold him in.

If she wasn't afraid of being seen, she would have done it under the peach tree.

But in order to be careful, she sealed her sense of smell, holding back the desire to vomit and carried him into the house.

84.

Tiandie feels the same as Zhen Feng'er now, she just gave Xiao Yuhua a look, and couldn't take it anymore.

I saw his bewildered look again, it was cute on other people's faces, but it was artificial on his face, it was so eye-catching.

After persisting for a few seconds, she was defeated. She quickly turned her head away, looked at the scenery outside the window, and let out a soft breath.

85.

Xiao Yuhua was still thinking, no, this is very wrong!

Why did Zhen Feng'er kill herself?

Because you don't want to marry me?

But I don't want to marry her either, so wouldn't everyone be happy?

86.

His mind is still very simple, like a child.

She thought it was because Zhen Feng'er hated him for belittling her before and wanted to marry him by force.

So, he said sincerely: "Two senior sisters, you have misunderstood me."

"I didn't mean to belittle Senior Sister Zhen. I was ignorant before and made an engagement with Senior Sister in a muddle-headed way, and I didn't ask Senior Sister if she was willing."

"If senior sister is unwilling, I'll go tell the suzerain and ask her to cancel this marriage."