The blue water and green rhythm of the white snake

The old turtle felt that he had recently suffered from a bad luck.Two days ago, he was injured by that half-dragon named Cen Biqing, and then he was injured by a white snake spirit.I thought it would be fine after two days of care, but I didn't know that Cen Biqing's attack was so ruthless, with hidden energy, the two wounds broke out at the same time, it was an injury on top of the injury.The deep water will press the wound, so the old turtle has to stay in the mud in the shallow water.His technique is to take the essence of flesh and blood for his own use, but there is no suitable living creature in the mud for him to eat.

"There's a demon spirit!" The old turtle became agitated.Only a little demon who is not good enough will not know how to restrain his aura and let the demonic aura overflow. "Hey! There's nowhere to find it, and it's easy to get it. Grandpa Turtle is still very lucky, and now I have a suitable blood food delivered to my door."

Sticking his head out, Old Turtle happened to see Qing Bishui saying goodbye to Jing'er.Qing Bishui was careless and didn't hear Jing'er's words clearly, but Laobie heard that confession clearly.

After seeing off Xiaoqing, Jing'er rested her chin and looked at the sparkling water in the West Lake, her thoughts drifted along with the current and she didn't know where she went.She murmured: "There are thousands of aquariums in the West Lake, but I only hate that I am not an aquarium, and I cannot live in the water of the West Lake with Mr. Cen Biqing."

"You little goblin who loves spring, you don't know when you're about to die." The old turtle was very disdainful in his heart, but his mouth was kind, "Little girl, you've also heard about our Cen Biqing, Mr. Qing."

There was a sudden sound in the water, and Jing Er was startled.Seeing that it was an old turtle poking its head out of the water, she regained her composure and knelt down: "I'll make the old turtle laugh at you."

"What's so funny. I'm an old turtle, so I haven't seen anything. It's Mr. Qing. I've seen him when he was a little bit young. But we are all water tribes, girl, you, a bird tribe, still know We must have put a lot of thought into the affairs of our aquarium." Old Turtle said with a smile.

When someone talked about his thoughts, his blood rushed up.Jing'er blushed, staring at her own toes with embarrassment: "Why, it's not like what Old Bie said..."

Catching the little girl in front of him distracted, the old turtle immediately spewed out a water arrow, and the water flow slammed into the icicle and pierced towards the vitals.The cold air and murderous aura rushed towards his face, and Jing'er had no time to deal with it.She subconsciously changed back to her original shape, fluttering her wings and trying to fly away.

The old turtle's attack was aimed directly at the vital points, logically speaking Jing'er had no way to dodge.But the human figure is far from the bird's figure, so it escaped unharmed.

Missing a hit, Laobie blocked Jing'er's escape route with intensive attacks.Jing Er could only dodge by taking advantage of her small and dexterous body.She yelled, trying to disturb the old turtle with sound waves.

Even though he was injured, the old turtle still had rough skin and thick flesh, Jing'er's little attack was like scratching an itch to him.The difference in cultivation between the two was too great, after all, Jing'er didn't notice for a moment, showed his flaws, and was hit by the old turtle's wings.Falling to the ground, Jing Er couldn't help crying, trying to fly with the intact wing.

"Accept your fate." The old turtle said, "I didn't have much meat in the first place, not enough for your grandfather and me to stuff my teeth. Now that I have been tossing around like this, even the blood has been ruined a lot."

The sound of the flute came from a distance, it seemed to be mixed with moonlight, with a soothing power.Jing'er calmed down, and felt that the wound on her body was not so painful, and gradually even the bleeding stopped.The sound of the flute was so loud that it was like facing an enemy this time for the old turtle.

"Who! If you have the ability to compete with your grandpa turtle face to face, what kind of hero is it if you shoot cold arrows behind your back?"

After the last note of the song was played, the entire lake was shaken.The shell of the old turtle was cracked, blood overflowed along the cracks, and was directly thrown from the water to the shore.

"Who else is there. I said that day, don't let me see you mutilating little demons again!" The moonlight seemed to pave a colorful avenue on the lake, and Cen Biqing stepped on the waves.With a move of his long sleeves, he protected Jing'er into his sleeves: "You can handle such a small bird."

"False benevolence and hypocrisy!" The old turtle spit out a mouthful of blood with a "bah", "People do not do it for themselves, and heaven and earth will destroy it. Besides, what kind of small bird, with hundreds of years of cultivation, is also an old bird. I did not offend you Taboo. Back then you were talking about the little demon of the West Lake, when can a sparrow be counted as the aquarium of the West Lake!"

"Sophistry!" Chang Xiao in Cen Biqing's hand pointed at the center of the crack on the old turtle's shell.

"Mr. Lang, be merciful!" A prawn emerged from the water and turned into an octogenarian to protect the old turtle. "Mr. Lang, this old turtle can't be killed."

"Uncle Xia." Looking at his expression, it was obvious that he was an old acquaintance.Cen Biqing said, "Why are you doing this?"

"It's not like Mr. Lang doesn't know that this old monster is the nephew of Prime Minister Turtle of East Sea. He lives in the water of the West Lake. If something goes wrong, Prime Minister Turtle will have to settle accounts with us in West Lake Dragon Palace." Lao Xia also looked embarrassed.

"and then?"

"Lang Jun, we haven't found a suitable solution either. The Dragon Lord is also in a dilemma."

"Hmph!" Cen Biqing snorted coldly, "Then let him kill the little demon? What use is your Dragon Palace!"

"We demons only talk about the law of the jungle. There are so many rules, but everyone goes their own way. Why should you be so serious." With a bitter face, Lao Xia could only try his best to find a reason to replace the old turtle. defend.

"It turns out that the West Lake Dragon Palace has been reduced to this point, what a Dragon King."

Seeing that Cen Biqing's tone became more and more cold, Lao Xia became anxious: "Young master! You don't say anything about your husband, and the Dragon King is your father anyway, so it must be like this? Could it be that you just saw our West Lake Dragon Palace was reprimanded by Donghai because of this old turtle? You will inherit this West Lake in the future."

"Uncle Xia speaks carefully. My surname is Cen, and I dare not cling to the Dragon Clan. Since your Dragon Palace cannot take on this responsibility, I will deal with this beast today."

Seeing that Cen Biqing had repeatedly dismissed his relationship with Dragon Palace, Lao Xia also knew that this was a dead end, so he could only say, "Your Majesty, just let him go for my own sake. I think when Madam Cen was still in West Lake..."

"My mother is the master of the Futu Palace, so it can't compare to the greatness of the Dragon Palace family." Cen Biqing interrupted Laobie without hesitation.

"It's our West Lake who is sorry for your majesty." Thinking of the past, Lao Xia couldn't help but burst into tears, "But no matter what, where did the overnight feud between father and son come from? Why should you be like this, sir."

I don't want to hear some words anymore, but they are more hurtful.Cen Biqing staggered a little, formed a Dao seal to cover the old turtle, and then left without looking back.

"Mr. Lang, this is it?"

"I suppressed his demon core and sealed his cultivation base. Without his cultivation base, he can't cause trouble anymore. What a West Lake Dragon Palace!"

After leaving the West Lake, Cen Biqing found a secluded place and let Jing'er out of his sleeve: "Wake up in the future, those who are reckless will lose their lives one day. The right way is to practice with peace of mind and improve your cultivation."

"Thank you, Master Qing, for saving your life." Jing Er bowed down, "I also thank you for your teaching, and I will definitely work hard to practice in the future..."

Cen Biqing said nothing.The moonlight shone on his face and cast a large shadow.Jing Er saw it, and suddenly felt that her heart hurt more than her wound: "Master Qing?" She asked tentatively.

Cen Biqing was stunned for a moment, and then regained his senses. He took out two more peaches from his sleeve, took a bite, and handed the other to Jinger: "Eat a peach."

At this moment, the scene changed and she was dazed, she had never heard of any aquarium people who love peaches.She took Taozi in a daze, and then replied in a daze: "My lord's sleeves are really powerful, they can hold so many things."

Raising her eyebrows, Cen Biqing replied, "This is called Qiankun in the Sleeves!"