It's really not Fang Fangmao, she doesn't understand what's going on at all, Xiao Xiangliu is a real old Jianghu, and she can tell at a glance whether she is really confused or fake panicked.

Besides, now the ancients are too late to tie up with the master, where will they be framed; if you take 10,000 steps back, even if it is critical, you have to invite a real master, and the cultivators who are more than 100 miles away and are detected by Xiao Xiangliu are really not enough to see.

Pick up an unknown green vegetable, put it into Fang Fangmao's food plate, and said with a smile: "Tang Guo said that if it's not, it must not be you, don't worry." Presumably, there is another killing in the mountains, which has nothing to do with us and needs to be ignored. ”

People in the enemy territory, must be careful in everything, although they feel that the killing in the depths of the mountain has nothing to do with their own line, but they still dare not be careless, at the same time, they gave Fang Fang's cat cloth vegetables at the same time, and opened the fan with the other hand and fanned themselves twice, the fan opened and moved, and the demon girl was less than two.

On the other side, Sam Lianzi nodded to the two fine ghosts. The Dharma Body of the Spring Bamboo Shoots remained on the table, and it was a lot more wooden from expression to movement - the true soul was out of its shell, and it escaped into the mountains to investigate with the two green snakes.

Fang Fangmao was shocked for a while, but soon remembered that there was a family surnamed Kui living in the other garden on the top of the main peak, although the daughters of the Kui family looked down on themselves, but they had played together when they were children, Fang Fangmao was soft-hearted, and turned back to his entourage to tell a few words, and the guards bowed down and retreated, rushed to the other garden to report to the Kui family, and asked them to be more careful.

The ambush in the mountains was really not for the sugar man, and the murderous aura broke out in the distance before the tea kung fu was far away, and the ambusher had already made a move, and after a while, Xiao Xiangliu smelled the smell of blood. However, there was no major movement in the mountains, and the killing was carried out in silence.

Long before the Fang family's guards returned. The green snake and the fine ghost sent back the spiritual message, it was the battle between the people and the ancients, the brigade of the people was sneaking up on the main peak, the blade pointed directly at the peak of the garden, and the ancient soldiers stationed at the front were quietly eliminated, and the ancients in the garden were still ignorant and did not know that the catastrophe was coming.

This kind of 'mouthful' thing, Xiang Liu and others don't even bother to watch it, let alone participate in it.

After another cup of tea, the sharp bell suddenly roared, and the ancients in the other garden finally realized the enemy's sneak attack. The bell rings as a warning and a call for help; The dull horn also resounded through the mountains, it was the call of the people's charge, and they did not hide their traces, and rushed to the top of the mountain from all directions.

Xiang Liu, the three corpses and others were indifferent. Continue to eat and drink. From time to time, Lei Dong will praise this deliciousness. The sweet Fang Fang cat's face changed, and she looked a little helpless, thinking that she still wanted to save her fellow clan. But she didn't have the strength to catch it, and the companions around her were really fierce but had no intention of participating in this matter, and she didn't dare to ask for it.

After a long time, the roar of spells sounded from the mountain, and the angry shouts of the ancient cultivators and the poignant roars of the masters were mixed, and the mountain was lively.

Xiao Xiangliu stopped, his expression was indifferent, and his voice was the same, and he said to Fang Fangmao: "This kind of thing, never expect others." ”

Speak ruthlessly, speak the truth. In life-and-death struggles and life-and-death matters, you should never count on others! Xiao Xiangliu is a loner, and he has been like this all his life, and the battle he wants to fight is his own battle, and he has nothing to do with others, and he doesn't expect it! And Su Jing has a relationship with the world, and his actions are not the same, it is not that no one walks with him in life and death, but he will never expect and even less ask: You go with me.

Fang Fangmao was silent, how could she manage the difficulty of destroying the Kui family.

But at this time, Xiao Xiangliu suddenly frowned again: The sky spirit yuan was rolling and shaking, and a cultivator was hurrying towards the mountains from a distance.

The hydra spirit is clearly recognized, the cultivation yuan of the person who came is not heavy, the realm is shallow, but the body is extremely fast, and it is full of sharp sword intent, and it is a good hand with a sword.

After a few breaths before and after, the comer rushed into the depths of the mountain, and a woman's voice sounded, with a strange accent and a half-baked voice: "Shengfan, return my companion!"

The Fan people attacked the ancients, and the women chased the Fan people to ask for companions.

The woman is a different way, and she is not directly involved in the vicious battle in the mountains.

Drinking fell, and she was answered by the hostile whistling of the fan. It is impossible to ask people with words, the woman's sword cultivation has no nonsense, and the next moment the sword spell rushes loudly from her mouth, and the woman swings the sword and rushes into the melee!

That is, the moment this sword spell sounded, Xiao Xiangliu's complexion changed again, and his eyes were filled with thick surprise, and then he blinked his eyes and the candy man in Tsing Yi rushed to the sky! Not to mention Xiangliu alone, the three corpses and ginseng lotus seeds all pulled out, the sword came out of the sheath and the cold light was horizontal, the magic trick was sensational in the hand Lingyuan, and a group of fierce gods and evil spirits around Su Jing all jumped up and rushed to the battlefield in the mountains.

Everyone went to the battlefield because of the woman's sword cultivator's spell!

She doesn't know her spells, but a group of sugar people can at least hear that the sword spell that the woman is casting is a cultivator's edict only found in Middle-earth!

Fang Fangmao knew that they were all powerful people, but these guys were accompanied by eight hundred miles of travel all the way, most of them were talking and laughing or being kind or playing nonsense, except for Tang Guo, the rest were very easy to get close to until this moment, all of them were revealed, and in an instant, Fang Fangmao really felt that he was at the foot of a big mountain that was collapsing: small, powerless, and hasty.

They are all giant beasts, but she is a small ant.

Fang Fangmao's face became more and more pale, and she suddenly felt a slight lightness under her feet, it was the ginseng lotus seed that scattered a green leaf to lift her up, and the eldest disciple was kind-hearted, and felt that it was better to leave Fang Fangmao here alone than to follow everyone safely, and rushed to the mountains with her.

Immediately, Fang Fang's cat was like falling into a dream, a nightmare, a murderous dream full of blood color and endless screams!

Linling City, the Xia family's mansion, the central table in the hall is displayed, a pair of silk chessboard is spread out, there are more than ten black and white words on the plate, but the round stools on both sides of the chess table are empty, and no one sits down, the person who plays the chess sits on the big chair in the hall, and two people sit on a chair.

The three corpses and the others have been gone for a day, Su Jing and the others have already gotten up and returned to the main hall after listening to the big bed of the Xia family, there is no serious business, and the two of them are tired of being together, Su Jing sat on the chair, leaned in Su Jing's arms, and laughed in a low voice.

Suddenly, there was a noise of people outside the door, and everyone who had gone out to play had returned, and the three corpses screamed as if something had happened.

The people who followed Su Jing to control the world all cultivated in order to attain, how fast their feet were, when the voice came in, they had already entered the main hall, and then looked at Su Jing and didn't listen, sitting on both sides of the chessboard, you buckle the sunspot and I touched the white box, sitting upright, with a light smile. You have to be idle and play chess for entertainment. Sure enough, a fairy couple.

Holding the sunspot in his hand and posing with his feet, Su Jing raised his head and wanted to ask them how they were doing, but blurted out 'Huh': There are two more.

Among the three corpses and the group, there were two more sugar women, a pretty woman dressed as a maid in her early teens, but her face was dark and her eyes were scattered, obviously injured, and the other was a middle-aged woman with a scorched yellow face.

The maid is dressed up, the maid is another dress, the injured woman is dressed in the color of the middle earth, and the female crown is even more 'crisp', there is no such thing as a Taoist priest here.

But before Su Jing could speak, the pretty maid smiled first: "The slave is dying to meet Youshi Zhenjun." The words are correct and round, authentic Dongtu Chinese, with a bit of Jiangnan accent, and the words are soft and soft.

The true monarch of the world is famous in the Middle Earth, not to mention the people in the cultivation, even the people in the mortal world who do not know the king.

Looking at the costumes, you can probably know the origin of the other party, and Su Jing is not surprised that he was called by the pretty girl.

He didn't know the maid, but he had an impression of the female crown. I haven't met before, but in the past few decades, the middle-aged yellow-faced female crown is quite famous in Dongtu: the three-way cultivator of unknown origin went around to challenge the newly rising sect due to the tide of Lingyuan, Su Jing, who was dressed in painted skin, was also one of them.

The yellow-faced female crown also smiled, compared with the smile of the slave, her smile was more cordial, sincerely relaxed and happy, stretched out her hand from the face of a face changed sharply, a woman in her twenties, her facial features were delicate and charming, but there was a natural charm between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

At the same time as the painting skin was removed, the illusion spell was also dispersed, and the original voice of the female crown was a little hoarse: "Niero's junior disciple Bee Qiao, meet Uncle Su's ancestor." ”

The seniority is clearly calculated, and the etiquette is even more meticulous, and the Nerowood bee Qiao, who had a relationship with Su Jing when he was picking swords in the sword mound, gave Su Jing a big gift to his juniors. Su Jing, a friend from the outer door, did not regard himself as an elder, stretched out his hand from his seat to help, and said happily: "Why did you come here too?" When I was in Middle-earth, Qiqiao also specifically mentioned you, asking me to find your traces, this is too coincidental, just a few of you, our team has been killed?"

If you don't listen, you look at Xiangliu and the others, and your eyes are full of wonder. Without waiting for her to ask Lei Dong, he spoke: "Everyone followed Fang Fangmao to Qingliang Mountain to play, just in time for the Fan people to sneak attack the ancient people and nobles in the mountains, this matter has nothing to do with us, I didn't want to make a move, but I didn't expect the bee Qiao Taoist friends to come in the air to rescue their companions from the hands of the fans." ”

At that time, everyone didn't know that the yellow-faced female crown was a fellow of the Heavenly Sect, but they recognized her spell and knew that she was a cultivator from Middle Earth, so how could they sit idly by. A group of Yama lords fell from the sky, and the people were unlucky, and suddenly changed from hunters to prey, and there was no chance to escape, and they were beaten by the sugar man and suffered heavy casualties, and a prisoner carried by the team was also easily rescued by the sugar man, it was the pretty girl.

Fang Fangmao was also present, everyone spoke Chinese, she couldn't understand it, and her round eyes were full of confusion.

However, the words in the mouth are different, and the pronunciation of the person's name will not be changed, Fang Fangmao heard the thunderous mention of himself, and hurriedly hung a smile on his pretty face, nodding to him and not listening, it is worth mentioning, Fang Fangmao's smile is quite proud-not to the sugar man, but because of the battle in Qingliang Mountain.

The sugar man took action, helped the two women, and also saved the lives of the Earl's family surnamed Kui by the way. Thinking back to Fang Cai, after the war was settled, at the top of Qingliang Peak, when the snobbish old friend thanked him, the strange expression on the other party's face was mixed with many emotions of surprise, envy, gratitude, and jealousy......, and Fang Fangmao's heart was indescribably happy and proud!