lazy cat hits cute

The two fell straight down with a bang.

He Mingxia wiped off his sweat, stepped out to feel their pulses, took out a set of silver needles, felt the right acupuncture points and stuck them.The spiritual fire at the fingertips burned even more violently, and the agar fruit slurry turned into wisps of white smoke, entwined around his fingertips, changing into runes one by one, and fluttering along the silver needles into the bodies of the two.

The afurong fruit withered completely, and He Mingxia burned it up with a snap of his fingers: "Okay, okay, they should have forgotten what happened the day before yesterday, everything will be fine!"

Ming Huang looked at the two people who were lying together, and when he thought of the two of them doing that kind of thing, he felt weird, and he didn't know if Kong Shenghe would punish them if he knew about this kind of thing.

He felt bored for no reason, walked out of the hall, looked at the underwater scene, and suddenly had a strange illusion: Maybe they had never been out of the underwater forest, and everything in front of them was just an illusion.

If this is the case, this phantom formation is even more powerful than the killing formation.

"Your Highness." Zhang Qingyang came over and called softly.

Ming Huang turned his head and smiled: "Huh?"

Zhang Qingyang sat down and asked, "Should we go down?"

"no need."

……

"Your Highness, I just remembered something."

"Well, you said."

"On the way we came, a man fell into the water and was dragged down by the tree shadow."

"Ah."

"We should be underwater now, why haven't we seen his body yet?"

Ming Huang thought for a while, then raised two fingers: "There are two possibilities. First, his body was digested by the shadow of the tree. Second, his body was dragged to another place in Yunjing Palace. You also saw that , The Yunjing Palace is very big, there are so many of us, only a few of us came down here. Others may have been led to other places by the illusion, and there is another way out."

Zhang Qingyang said: "I think it is necessary to go back."

"Go back for what?"

"Burn that wood."

Ming Huang was silent for a long time: "What if the way back is no longer the original way? Can you still go back?"

"If you really can't come back..." Zhang Qingyang was at a loss for a moment, "You are the prince, the royal family will always send someone to save you."

Ming Huang laughed: "That's not necessarily the case."

Zhang Qingyang pursed his lips: "Qifeng will definitely send someone here."

"Yes." Ming Huang smiled and didn't say anything more.

That's it.Ming Huang gave Zhang Qingyang all the fire magic weapons and talismans that he was carrying, and gave instructions on how to use them.Xiao Liu also clamored to go, but Zhang Qingyang agreed without much thought.

Ming Huang watched them jump into the water, turned their bodies upside down, and sank into the water until they disappeared.

His heart was pounding.

What if he really can't come back?

After a while he laughed at himself for being sentimental.The peak lord of Weihui Peak is so optimistic about him that he even gave him a personal saber, so he must be rescued when he is in danger.Unlike him, those people might practice witchcraft, wishing to curse him to die in this weird and unpredictable underwater forest, but Chao Zhong tried to obstruct him until he got the news of his death and knelt down in tears. ……hehe!

It was like pouring a bowl of vinegar in my heart, sour and uncomfortable.

Every moment that followed, he was occasionally in a daze, and occasionally looked at the water.I couldn't help thinking wildly: Has he already gone to the original forest?Or are you still lost in the many Yunjing palaces?

Yunjing Palace is very quiet, so quiet that people panic.

He was mentally tired, so he got up and went back to the hall to rest, half asleep.

There were rustling sounds in my ears.

"Brother Xu, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

"Brother Xu, I feel like my head hurts and I feel sick. What's wrong with me?" Kong Qingcang pinched his throat, always feeling that there was a big piece of rock sugar stuffed in his throat, which was sweet, greasy and stinky.

"It's okay...you think too much."

Ming Huang moved his eyelids, breathing steadily, he could feel Kong Xu's eyes on him, he should be observing whether he fell asleep or not.

He thought about Kongxu's tone just now, and he felt something was wrong, he didn't seem to be affected by Afulonguo?

Kong Xu looked away: "Qing Cang, let's go back."

"Ah? But Kong Anlan is gone, why don't we go find him?"

"Hush, keep your voice down. An Lan is dead, it's too dangerous here, it's better to go out."

Kong Qingcang couldn't believe it: "Dead?" He was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses: "No, I don't have the impression, why do you say he is dead? You have something to hide from me!"

"No, it was because you were hit too hard and you forgot."

"Don't fucking fart!" Kong Qing was furious, "I don't fucking care how Kong Anlan died! I don't have that much affection for him yet, you have something to hide from me! Tell me!"

Kong Xu looked at him indifferently: "You don't need to know about this."

Kong Qingcang's face twisted for a while: "Okay! Okay! You are amazing! You can do whatever you want, and whatever you say is right, I won't listen to you from today on!"

"Qingcang!"

Ming Huang laughed secretly when he heard this, and suddenly thought of a question: Where did He Mingxia go?Shouldn't he be there at this time?

"Qingcang, you don't have to do this."

"Oh, what do you want me to do?"

"I..." Kong Xu hesitated to speak, "You hate me?"

"Bah!" Kong Qingcang was furious, Kong Xu was annoyed, and held him with a voice louder than him: "You want to know, don't you! Then let me tell you! The three of us met a big hooligan, and then... "He suddenly got stuck, and his courage was exhausted.

Ming Huang's eyes opened slightly, and he got up and used the "Ye Ying Gong" to hide himself, and hid in a more remote place.

He Mingxia, who had been hiding early, couldn't help shivering when he heard his nickname.

"And then?" Kong Qingcang looked at Kong Xu suspiciously, "Then what happened? Tell me, I still don't have the impression."

"Then..." Kong Xu's face turned red and then pale, and he couldn't say anything, Kong Qingcang was a fool if he couldn't see anything tricky, his eyes changed from doubt to surprise, and then to unbelievable shock: "Yes... Did he do something?"

Kong Xu couldn't look directly at his younger brother: "He used A Fu Rong fruit to cast a spell to erase your memory. I had contact with A Fu Rong before, and blocked the five senses in time, so I was not affected."

Kong Qingcang's face became paler and paler, his lips squirmed, and he couldn't say a word.

"Qing Cang..." "Don't touch me!" Kong Jingcang backed away as if electrocuted.

"Qingcang, listen to my explanation..."

"Get out!" Kong Qingcang growled and slashed wildly with his sword, Kong Xu easily grabbed his sword and threw it far away, and kissed his head directly with a heartless heart.

God.Ming Huang was startled and almost cried out.Close your eyes quickly, don't see anything wrong, don't listen anything wrong.

She closed her eyes for a while, then quietly opened them a little, and turned pale with shock: Why are these two still kissing?Kong Xu, did you really not notice that there is suddenly a person missing on the ground? !And Kong Qingcang, why don't you resist? !Beat him!

Kong Qingcang can't beat Kong Xu.

He was powerless to resist, so he could only let Kongxu act recklessly, clinging too tightly, entangled too deeply, all that was filled with Kongxu's aura, like sticky water, the more he struggled, the more he sank.

Ming Huang closed his eyes for a quarter of an hour, and when he opened them again, his face twitched: Dare, these two people are not addicted to kissing yet, they are taking off their clothes! ! !

What about He Mingxia?He looked around and saw He Mingxia hiding above the pillar, the legs holding the pillar were trembling.

He Mingxia looked at him.

He Mingxia showed a painful expression.

deserve it.Ming Huang opened his mouth and said nothing.

He Mingxia's painful expression became even more painful.

The panting over there became more and more urgent, and Ming Huang's face turned red when he heard it. In broad daylight, he was really shameless, impetuous, and shameless... The heavens will send a thunderbolt to kill this pair of dogs and men!

He Mingxia felt bitter and wanted to cry.

It's over, his reputation as a big gangster is completely confirmed.

He looked at the ceiling, counted the wooden beams, and a drop of water fell on top of his head.

water?

He saw the place where the water seeped, and the ticking continued, and it was getting bigger and bigger.And there are more and more leaks.

not good!He didn't feel right, and he didn't care whether he would disturb the beautiful affairs of the two on the ground, so he slid down with a "chiliu".

The ceiling burst suddenly, green water poured down, the wooden beams broke, and they hit the ground along the water with a loud shattering sound.The surging water swept over everything, and He Mingxia screamed continuously: "Help—"

Ming Huang felt that he would never be able to forget Kong Jingcang's sweet panting sound for the rest of his life.

The flood is surging.

There are chaotic currents in all directions, engulfing him and rolling up and down, rushing to an unknown place.The sound of water kept hitting his eardrums, and the huge water pressure made his whole body ache and he couldn't breathe.

After all, he was going to die.

Brothers will be very happy, right?

Gollum.

A figure strenuously approached, and when he was still ten feet away from Ming Huang, he stretched out his hand to make a tactic.Ming Huang leaned forward and was embraced by him.

In a daze, Ming Huang felt something round and round slipped into his mouth, the pressure on his body was relieved immediately, and his breathing became smoother.

It was the water-avoiding drop, he came to his senses, he remembered that he also had one in his mustard finger, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Zhang Qingyang was holding his breath and his face was flushed, so he hurriedly took it out and gave it to him.

Zhang Qingyang's complexion improved a bit after the water-repellent drops were included.

Zhang Qingyang was still holding him.

Ming Huang looked at him, Zhang Qingyang let go.

A wave of water came over, and the two of them collided fiercely again, spinning and rolling like a top, Ming Huang was dizzy and hugged Zhang Qingyang back in confusion.

"Bang!" Zhang Qingyang snorted, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Ming Huang saw bright blood spraying from his back, which was instantly washed away by the violent current, and knowing something was wrong, he stretched out his hand to his back to feel for the wound.It was a vertical wound, and the wound was extremely deep. I don't know if it hurt the meridians.

Ming Huang gathered some spiritual energy and sealed several big and important points near the wound, Zhang Qingyang frowned fiercely.

After tossing up and down for an unknown amount of time, the water gradually calmed down. Ming Huang hugged Zhang Qingyang and struggled to swim upstream until he broke out of the water. The scene on the water made his heart ashamed: it was the underwater forest again!

Nothing seems to have changed.

"Forget it." He sighed, and said to himself, he had to stabilize Zhang Qingyang's injury first.

Ming Huang struggled to turn him over, the wound on the back was deep enough to show the bone, and there were a few wooden sticks stuck in the flesh and blood.

He pulled out the wooden stick, and the blood flowed up and smeared his face.

bad luck.Ming Huang sighed, took out the wound medicine in his mustard finger, took off his shirt, and began to apply it carefully.

The author has something to say: I emphasize that this chapter is by no means opened for opening.

Ming Huang has received relevant education, after all he is a prince, basically he knows everything he should know, but he has never seen a real person.

This plot acts as an emotional catalyst, so the author of this book slipped away first.