Persuading Ying Qiaoqiao to let go of hatred is really Fang Xing's rare sincere words, he has no habit of leaving trouble, as soon as he heard that Ying Qiaoqiao hated himself so much, he almost threw her off the magic boat with a trembling hand.

But after thinking about it, I still have to rely on this little girl to sneak into the Bingyin Palace, and her father is already her own person, so it is better to persuade her to let go of her hatred.

Ying Qiaoqiao was surprised by Fang Xing's sentence "Let go of hatred", the anger in his stomach rose, and the sentence "why" was already full of anger, but suddenly heard Fang Xing's answer "Otherwise, you will be more sad", the whole person was slightly stunned, and subconsciously said: "That little devil has already hurt me so badly, how can it make me more sad?"

Fang Xing said solemnly: "Do you think, you hate him so much, you will definitely provoke him again, and he is so powerful, aren't you looking for death for him?

Ying Qiaoqiao snorted and said, "How can he be my father's opponent?"

Fang Xingdao: "That's not necessarily!"

Ying Qiaoqiao said: "He must not be my father's opponent!"

Fang Xing was speechless and said, "Okay, then what if he kills you too?"

Ying Qiaoqiao blushed and said loudly: "I'm not afraid of death!"

Fang Xing said: "Then what if you strip yourself naked and hang it on a tree?"

Ying Qiaoqiao's face changed greatly, and he was shocked: "He ...... How did he do such an excessive thing?"

Fang Xingdao: "It's you who take the initiative to provoke others, it's not too much for people to do!"

Ying Qiaoqiao felt speechless for a while, and a sense of powerlessness rose from the bottom of her heart.

In fact, the girl's mind was very difficult to guess, after she suffered Fang Xing's loss in the Troubled Mountains for the first time. Naturally, she hated Fang Xing to death, and the second time, the little devil fell from the sky and cut off the head of Chu Zhaoyang, who was very powerful in her mind, with a knife, and the head flew into her hand. Blood spurted all over her body, but it also made her feel a deep fear.

Others persuaded her, always saying that she would practice hard and that she would always be able to kill that little devil in the future.

But in Ying Qiaoqiao's heart, she was very afraid of the little devil, what she said inadvertently just now. The front is about how he hates Fang Xing, and the "but" followed by it actually wants to say that he hates him so much, but when he thinks of him, he is terrified. Even the idea of helping Zhaoyang's brother avenge can't rise, this is the real sadness.

Fang Xing only said that he was powerful now, and persuaded Ying Qiaoqiao to accept his heart of revenge, but it was in line with Ying Qiaoqiao's deepest thoughts.

However, in the end, it was the girl's self-esteem that was admired, and after being stunned for a while, she said angrily: "Why are you helping him speak?"

Fang Xingdao: "Heaven and earth conscience, I am here for your good!"

I thought to myself. Damn, I didn't dump you early for your own sake.

"Good for me?"

Ying Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, feeling that this subordinate looked very serious when he spoke, and his heart warmed slightly.

Slightly pinch your face. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Fang Xing's wine gourd, and said, "Give me your wine to drink!"

Fang Xing was reluctant, this was his own spirit wine, waved his hand and opened her hand, and said, "Little girl drink a fart wine!"

Ying Qiaoqiao glared at a pair of apricot eyes and said, "I'm your young lady." You call me a girl and you don't give me drink?"

Fang Xing covered his head. sighed: "You even use your identity to pressure me, my life is really sad......"

I'm wondering if I should throw this dead girl down!

Ying Qiaoqiao listened. I feel a little sorry, I feel that although this subordinate is rude and unreasonable, it is for his own good, and he doesn't let himself drink, and he also feels that he is too young, and drinking is not good for his body, this feeling is a bit similar to his own fierce slave who is a little stupid and a little fierce, but is particularly loyal to himself, no wonder his father will specifically designate him to go to Bingyin Palace with him.

"Okay, I don't blame you for calling me, but I'm going to drink!"

Ying Qiaoqiao pursed her little mouth, slightly revealing her previous brutal temper.

"Drink and drink, I'll let you drink, drink to death and pull down!"

Fang Xing walked into the cabin with his hands behind his back, and brought two jars over, but it was a good wine that Elder Mo Ye put on the Dharma Boat, named "Liuyang Chun", but it was a good wine refined with six kinds of demon beast pills, but this kind of spirit wine was very ingeniously brewed, and the strength of the wine was controlled in a strong but not hurtful Cheng dù, but it was not like Fang Xing's kind of spirit wine, except for him and Jin Wu, ordinary people could not drink it at all.

"You ......"

Ying Qiaoqiao looked at Fang Xing's appearance of coming over with the two wine jars, and his eyes suddenly turned a little red.

"You're still crying when you've got all the wine?"

Fang Xing was a little annoyed, and pushed one of the wine jars in front of Ying Qiaoqiao.

Ying Qiaoqiao didn't answer, and said stubbornly: "I'm going to drink your bad wine!"

Fang Xingdao: "Fart, this wine is bad, I'm a good wine, I won't give it to you!"

Ying Qiaoqiao stubbornly pestle for a while, but still silently stretched out his hand and took over a wine jar.

Fang Xing didn't know that Ying Qiaoqiao at this time, his soul was extremely fragile, and his association ability was extremely rich, just now his action reminded Ying Qiaoqiao of a long time ago, she saw the fierce slave squatting in the manger drinking, so she felt funny, ran over to ask him for wine, but the fierce slave didn't give it to her, but slipped into the restaurant and stole a jar of good wine for her.

That time, after the murderous slave was found to be stealing wine, he was severely whipped twice, but it also made Ying Qiaoqiao remember that incident.

Later, she tasted the kind of wine that the murderous slaves drank, and it was sour and astringent, and it didn't taste good at all.

At this moment, Fang Xing's expression made her feel that painful feeling again, this fierce subordinate was really very similar to the murderous slave, he must have felt that the wine that his subordinate drank was not worthy of his identity, so he desperately suffered the punishment of Elder Moye, and ran to steal wine for himself...... However, the fierce slave stole one altar at that time, but he directly stole two altars, and he was more courageous than the fierce slave.

Fang Xing sat down on the side of the boat, slapped the stopper and tasted it, smacked his mouth, and felt that the taste was too light.

Ying Qiaoqiao thought that he had never drunk this kind of good wine, and his greedy appearance was quite cute, so he smiled slightly and sat down beside him.

The breeze is blowing, the sunset is all over the sky, and the stars are gradually lit up in the sky.

"You said your life is very sad, what's going on?

Ying Qiaoqiao sat in silence for a while, and asked softly.

The servants who followed her out were also cultivated, otherwise they wouldn't have enough ability to do things or work for her, but most of these people were outer disciples of the Hundred Beast Sect with relatively low status, and they often worried about resources.

Fang Xing decided to take the opportunity to educate her, and said, "Yes, aren't they all like the eldest lady like you......"

Ying Qiaoqiao grinned and said, "I usually use medium-grade spirit stones to cultivate, do you want them?"

As he spoke, he took out three spirit stones and handed them to Fang Xing.

Fang Xing choked for a moment, thinking to himself that the master now uses high-grade spirit stones to reward others......

Ying Qiaoqiao put the spirit stone in his hand and said, "Don't worry, if Elder Mo Ye asks, he will say that I will reward you, and if you lack cultivation resources in the future, come and ask me!"

After speaking, don't turn your head, look at the stars in the sky, be silent for a while, and suddenly ask softly: "Have you ever had that feeling of hating a person very much, but being very afraid of him?"

Fang Xing subconsciously thought about it, and said: "When I was very young, I used to have nine uncles, who were very good to me, everyone gathered in the valley, drank and fought, bragged, and lived a happy life, but then suddenly a very powerful guy came, killed them all, I was scared out of the secret passage, I hated him very much at the time, but I was also afraid that he would catch up......"

Ying Qiaoqiao was stunned when she heard this, and hurriedly asked, "What about later?"

Fang Xing just wanted to say, "Later, I slaughtered him", but suddenly remembered that if he continued to speak, he would reveal his stuffing, so he smiled and said, "Later, didn't I come to your Hundred Beast Sect......

"What about the wicked man?"

Ying Qiaoqiao turned his head and asked, seemingly very concerned, he didn't realize that he was very close to Fang Xing, and his eyelashes were about to touch his nose.

"And then he died!"

Fang Xing said lightly.

Ying Qiaoqiao sighed and said, "It's good, someone has avenged you!" After a quiet moment, she said softly: "You're also quite sad, right? I know you want to persuade me, the wicked will naturally suffer retribution, so you don't have to go to him for revenge, right, I don't dare, I am afraid when I think of him, sometimes I dream of him in the middle of the night, I will be scared and dare not sleep again......"

As she spoke softly, her voice became lower and lower, and her head rested lightly on Fang Xing's shoulder.

"If you want to sleep, go back to your room and sleep......"

"Don't, you let me lean on ...... for a while"

"My shoulders are ...... sore"

Fang Xing turned his head to reprimand her, but suddenly saw Ying Qiaoqiao's eyes closed, and two lines of crystal tears hung on his cheeks.

At this time, in the front cabin of the magic boat, the two mothers-in-law saw that the young lady did not come back, and were coming out to look for it, but suddenly heard that there was a violent aura fluctuation in the distance, but they saw that in front of a huge bright moon in the night sky, suddenly a huge silver chariot tore a cloud of ink in the air, and rushed towards the side of the magic boat, almost hitting it headlong.

"It's not good, there's a law boat ...... ahead"

Someone in the silver chariot drank coldly, and the chariot suddenly turned around and brushed in front of Fazhou.

It's just that this chariot is too big after all, it is three times the size of the magic boat, plus it seems that it has just performed teleportation, as soon as it appeared, it brought out a violent strong wind, the wind was so strong that it almost overturned the magic boat, Ying Qiaoqiao, who was leaning on Fang Xing's shoulder, exclaimed, and the whole person fell out, Fang Xing's eyes were cold, and he pulled her back into his arms, holding it in one hand, and looked at the chariot.

"Who is Daoyou, who is shocking me with the Hundred Beast Sect Law Boat?"

At this moment, Elder Moye, who had been meditating with his eyes closed in the front cabin, suddenly flew out of the Dharma Boat and stood in the air and shouted.

"Hehe, Hundred Beast Sect, that small sect of the Bohai Kingdom, don't block the way, we're in a hurry!"

On the chariot, there was a voice of Yu Qing, it seemed that the charioteers were a little worried when they saw that they had almost collided with the magic boat, but after hearing that this was the magic boat of the Hundred Beast Sect, they were relieved. (To be continued)