On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

After Xie Wuwang sent Ning Qingqing back to Yuliyuan, he set off to pick up the halberd from Yingfangzhou.

He landed in the middle of the courtyard, helped her stand firmly, smiled and said, "Go away."

After that, the heavy robe turned half a circle, lifted the foot and walked out.

Ning Qingqing raised her eyes, her gaze fell on this long and determined figure, and her heart suddenly felt soft.

When he arrived at the courtyard gate, Xie Wuwang's footsteps paused, his broad shoulders trembled slightly, and he let out a very soft and pleasant smile.

He turned around and looked at her.

I saw her standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, with her thin clothes whirling to her side with the wind, her eyes soft and confused, like a flower fairy who had just landed on earth.

His gaze fell on her small white hand in her sleeve.

He will never forget what it feels like to be held by this hand on the sleeve of his shirt-there is such a person who is attached to him and waiting for him, even if he falls into the eighteenth level of purgatory, he will definitely crawl back for her.

The weight of that little hand is sweet enough to fall into my heart.

"Aqing, won't you give it to me?"

With a smiling voice, the look was as lazy as before, as if careless.

Ning Qingqing looked into his eyes.

The darkness is profound and affectionate.

She pursed her lips lightly, her fingers in her sleeves curled up. I used to send him step by step through Baiyu Mountain Road because she was attached to him and couldn't bear him.

Although she is willing to be close to him now, she can no longer tie her whole heart to him like before.

Naturally, I didn't expect to send him off.

But since he mentioned it, she certainly wouldn't refuse. This trip to Yingfangzhou must be dangerous. At this juncture, she didn't want to distract him because of a small matter.

She has always been a very sensible mushroom.

She settled her mind, bent her eyes and greeted him to see him off.

After leaving the Ten Thousand Demon Pit, Xie Wuwang changed into a white robe. He stood in front of the courtyard and waited for her. The faint light of the enchantment reflected behind him, making him more like an immortal.

A few steps closer, Ning Qingqing's heart suddenly felt bad.

Her breathing became a little bit faster, and her steps slowed down unconsciously.

His position at the moment completely coincides with that day.

She moved her gaze to his waist unconsciously, and saw that he happened to be tied with the auspicious cloud pattern beam seal--she wove him with ice silk from Tianshan Mountain in Nanzhanzhou. Every thread was used. Minded.

That day, she was so numb with pain, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, locked her eyes tightly on his girdle, and didn't even look at the people behind him.

Seeing him standing in the same place at this moment, tied with the belt of that day, it is inevitable to touch the scene.

She exhaled hastily, took a half step back, and turned her face aside hurriedly.

"I," she pressed down the sourness in her nasal cavity, and stared at the east book wall, "Suddenly thought of a way to solve several demon pills at the same time, and I can't catch it after the inspiration is gone, you, go and get back!"

She could feel Xie Wuwang's eyes falling on her.

She took out two demon pills casually, dropped her head, turned around and turned her back to him, and studied it intently like a little master.

There was footsteps behind him.

He gently embraced her behind him, and kissed the top of her hair lightly.

"The days are still long, I have many, many opportunities to make up for the harm I caused to you, don't rush to forgive me, I will keep waiting."

The deep and deep voice is very nice.

She didn't want to cry at all, but when she heard these words, tears suddenly fell and fell on the big sleeves he had wrapped around her.

Feeling a little embarrassed, she stubbornly replied: "I'm doing something, don't disturb me and be distracted!"

With some nasal sounds, it was like groaning him.

Xie Wuwang did not smile, nor did he turn her around, just lowered his head and kissed her sideburn.

A very soft and very low voice burrowed into her heart along her ears.

He said: "Aqing, not loving you is a lie. Loving you is true."

She felt her ears become hot, and her heart seemed to be soaked in sour and sweet spring water, with all kinds of smells for a while.

"I'm leaving, An Xin waits for me to come back." This sentence, he said with a smile.

She hummed.

When he released her out of his arms, she didn't look back, but added a sullen sentence: "Take care of yourself."

"it is good."

Listening to his footsteps leaving the courtyard, Ning Qingqing pressed her lips, walked slowly to the courtyard gate, and looked out.

He didn't teleport, but walked up the Baiyu Mountain Road step by step.

Place your right hand in front of you, your left hand hanging down your side, and your wide sleeves move slightly in the wind.

It seems to be waiting for a little hand to be brought up.

She tightened her lips, and her eyes became sour again.

The figure of Qi Changyuli walked away step by step.

The hero who can withstand the wind and frost of the world, the back is tall, stiff, and lonely.

The weather is not good today, the gloomy dark cloud sky, I can't find a ray of sunshine everywhere.

It is advisable to expedition.

In the end, she did not move, but stared at his figure until she disappeared completely in the Qianyuan Palace, as if she had been swallowed by a dark behemoth.

After waiting for a while, she heard the sound of Xie Wuwang walking away from the mountain, she finally stepped out of the enchantment and walked to a place a little bit to the left of Baiyu Mountain Road, step by step, following his only footsteps, all the way to the top of the mountain. .

The mountain breeze was blowing her sleeves, and her right hand protruded from the sleeves, Xuxu raised her side, clutching a sleeve that was no longer here.

One step, one step, she sent him as usual, but she missed a little time before and after.

When she reached the top of the mountain, she retracted her hand and stood quietly with her eyes down, letting the mountain breeze blowing from left and right to take away those little emotions of joy or sorrow.

After a while, the mood was completely calmed down.

She raised a smile and said heartily towards the empty apse: "I'm all here, isn't it interesting?"

The voice was smiling, lively and playful.

Suddenly, the heavy curtain shook abruptly, and a chubby big fat man in purple shirt emerged.

Ning Mushroom was shocked.

I saw the fat man waving his two arms and pulling apart the veil on his body, revealing a fat face that smiled into gold ingots: "Mrs. Husband! You came here to take over your subordinates personally. The subordinates are really flattered. What a panic! Interesting enough! Interesting enough!"

It's Futuzi.

Ning Qingqing: "..."

There was originally a trace of melancholy in my heart, but at this moment there is no existence.

Futuzi clasped his fat hands: "The Daoist asked him to let his subordinates follow his wife and stay at every step in the past few days. No matter how unreasonable the wife's request, the subordinates must unconditionally meet them-does the madam want to make a big vote? of?"

Ning Qingqing: "..."

She dropped her eyes melancholy.

Xie Wuwang deliberately recalled this living treasure, wasn't it really to make her happy?

She looked at the floating tuzi, and said in a daze: "You stand, don't move. Stretch out your hand and take off your defense."

Ning Qingqing is a very cautious mushroom. I haven't seen the floating tuzi for a long time, she must first check to see if he has been poisoned by the Devil Gu spores.

"Ah, ah!" Futuzi did exactly as he did.

The mushroom protruded his fingers and covered the Futuzi wrist vein.

When he dropped his finger, he saw the fat man wide open his mung bean eyes, glanced from the left and right, as if he wanted someone to come out to prove his innocence.

"..." Ning Qingqing was silently manipulating the hyphae, swept up along the Qi vein, and reached the heart vein.

The body of the floating carcass was clean and there was no trace of contamination.

Ning Qingqing retracted the mycelium and nodded comfortably: "Well, it's clean."

I saw Futuzi's round eyes widened again, and they stretched out into two vertical ellipses.

He took a long breath in horror, exclaiming repeatedly in his heart--

No, no, the lady ran to the temple to pick him up again, and to check whether he had done anything wrong, this, this, the lady is not going to catch a man casually to Mr. Qi Dao and make him jealous, right? ! Help, help, he shouldn't get involved in such unlucky things!

Futuzi eagerly argued: "Husband, madam! Although the subordinates and subordinates are clean and self-conscious, they are like jade, but this is a private matter of the subordinates, and the husband and the wife have no need to worry about this!"

Ning Qingqing: "..."

She glanced at the fat man in the cup bow snake shadow, and asked quietly, "Xie Wuwang didn't tell you about the spore?"

Futuzi slowly raised his hand and scratched his head: "Telled me."

"Then you make a passionate fart, just check your body." Mushroom turned around angrily, "Come with me."

Futuzi followed Ning Qingqing fearfully and went back to Yuliyuan with her.

"Hey, hey..." Futuzi knew that he wanted to go wrong, and was not at all embarrassed. "Madam, you don't know. Recently, his subordinates have been in contact with Yuhuo quite frequently. Even when talking to Daojun, his subordinates have to avoid Some suspicions, I dare not make the slightest scandal! You also know that Yuhuo and the Xingdian are best at stalking something. If you ask her to hear something turbulent, the whole set of tortures will make her subordinates really uncomfortable. what!"

Ning Qingqing: "..." She doesn't believe that Yu Yuyan can see this product.

She led the Futuzi through the door and led to the West Wing guest room.

"Tell me, Yingfangzhou Divine Halberd, what's the situation?" She sat cross-legged on a large chair and raised her chin at the Buddha.

Futuzi immediately smiled with teeth and no eyes: "Madam, don't worry too much. Although the situation is complicated and there are two dangerous forces entrenched, there is no such thing as our Daojun in this world. Madam, just take care of it. An Xinxin is waiting for Daojun to triumph!"

"Two forces?"

Futuzi nodded: "One is the violent spiritual power absorbed from the surroundings into the formation, and the other is the power of merit and belief. Killing the palace master Jin Qi, madam, do you know? He is trying to get it up. The divine halberd made a great work. As a result... Hey, when he was hit by those two forces, all the ten golden steel claws he had just made were cut off. Now he can't hear the word'bald'. Kill me too!

Ning Qingqing frowned: "If I remember correctly, Jin Qi's cultivation base is only under Xie Wuwang."

"Hmm..." Futuzi dragged his voice, and the old **** nodded, "But don't worry, Madam, for Daojun, Jin Qi is no different from me. They are all waste.

Ning Qingqing: "...understood."

She stopped asking more, took out the demon pill and swallowed the spores.

Futuzi sat beside her with his fat legs crossed, lowered his voice to deal with official affairs, and his muttering voice was like chanting.

Time passed slowly.

Dazzling is a day and a night.

Futuzi dealt mostly with the Demon Abyss. The seal above the Demon Abyss is still not strong, and a lot of high-level monsters ran out in one place. Fortunately, Xie Wuwang has taken over the frontline defense and arranged for the main force of the Tiansheng Palace to settle in, which stabilized the turmoil. First line.

Listening to the magnificent scenes, what appeared in Ning Qingqing's mind was always the back of him walking slowly across the mountain road.

She tightened her lips, dealt with those spores more brutally, and threw the treated demon pills all over the floor.

The news from Mao Yingjun also reached Futuzi—he removed Yun Shuimiao's supernatural light, threw her back to Medicine King Valley, and was picked up by Yin Zhishou.

Ning Qingqing simply passed it over, and then left it behind.

Compared with Cthulhu's Bane, Yin Zhi Su can only be regarded as a small shrimp. If he has time to care about him, it is better to pay more attention to the news from Ying Fangzhou.

Xie Wuwang has entered the battlefield, and is approaching the ancient divine halberd step by step under the shocking pressure.

Ning Qingqing can imagine his appearance. That person, no matter what the circumstances, he must maintain an unhurried demeanor, as if he was careless.

He struggled in front, and she also took out 120,000 points of spirit to practice hard. The speed of dealing with the demon pill is getting faster and faster, and her cultivation base steadily surpasses the high-level refining virtual reality, and is reaching the perfect perfection of refining virtual reality.

When in a hurry, time always flies very fast.

A blink of an eye, another day passed quickly.

When the morning sun rose, the Buddha got up and got up very impatiently, and shouted at the other side with his throat: "What kind of ghost, you die, you will die. If you report once is not enough, if you report twice is not enough, you have to report for the first time. Three times?! The envoy is very busy, have you heard—"

The angry Futuzi couldn't help but patted a few steps to move his muscles and bones.

Stepping on the demon pill that Ning Qingqing threw all over the floor, she slipped on her feet and severely smashed her ass.

Ning Qingqing just looked at him: "What kind of monk?"

Futuzi wanted to get up, and even after climbing a few times, he was slipped by the round demon pill under him.

He simply broke the jar, lay on his side and propped his head on the ground and said, "I don't know where something went wrong, just a monk who hasn't been cultivated. He died terribly, with signs of torture on his body. After checking, the murderer is suspected to be an elder named Ge in Kunlun. He has no grievances, no motives, and nothing...what's the matter with me? It is not enough to report to me once or twice. This is the third time. ! Are you afraid that the fat man will not work or something?"

Ning Qingqing was keenly aware that something was wrong: "Wandering monk? A wandering monk from Linzhou in the north?"

"Yes, how does the madam know? It's inexplicable. Isn't it."

A flash of lightning flashed across Ning Qingqing's mind.

The monk was tortured to extract a confession?

How can such a person with no cultivation level intersect with Elder Kunlun?

All she can think of is the little wooden man.