lazy cat hits cute

Unexpectedly, the person who stopped Zhang Qingyang only asked a few words, and disappeared as soon as he turned around.

Zhang Qingyang stood for a while, then jumped off the roof and disappeared.

never mind?Ming Huang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood that Zhang Qingyang was only at the initial stage of foundation establishment, and if he wanted to assassinate the emperor, he had to be at the peak of his golden core no matter what.The dark guard saw through Zhang Qingyang's cultivation, and left after only a few warnings.

Blame yourself for caring about chaos and forgetting about it.Ming Huang thought to himself mockingly, then thought again, hey!Concerned about chaos?Bah, bah, who cares about him!

But he still couldn't help blushing. Whenever he thought of Zhang Qingyang, he remembered the hug last night, and when he went deeper, he remembered those two shameless empty family members... Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!He became irritable and punched himself on the head hard.

"Your Highness?" the prince who was walking outside the chariot asked in a soft voice, "Your Highness is restless, what has upset you?"

"It's nothing." Ming Huang lowered his head, straightened his sitting posture, and looked forward solemnly.

Wang Gonggong lowered his head, took a glance into the distance, thought for a while, and decided not to intervene.

Just like the last time His Royal Highness asked the craftsmen of the jade grinding workshop in the palace to process a piece of Ziwen magic jade.

Where the other half went is not something to ask.

The third day was the day when Enke Dengbang Scholars held a Luming Banquet. By the Luming Lake, a group of Enke Scholars toasted and chanted poems.Zhang Qingyang saw from a distance that Ming Huang was present, but he only stayed for a while, and after a few words of encouragement to the scholars, he got up and left.

Does it react when the body is close?Zhang Qingyang looked at his fingers, thought for a while, then turned and left.

After the excitement of the Qianqiu Festival in the capital, the old order was restored, the curfew was reopened, the roasted pigeons were still sold, and the uncle who pulled the cart even went to the restaurant to give advice when he was free.

Zhang Qingyang was somewhat at a loss when he left the capital.

There is also unspeakable melancholy.

It made him very unhappy on the way back.

As usual, Hui Zong chose some demon-eliminating orders, and paid special attention to the secret-seeking orders. This time, there was an extra secret-seeking order, which said that a small mountain village in Luoyun Mountain, Shixi Road, had been dying for no reason, so they had to go to investigate.

Zhang Qingyang turned the cards over, and Tong Haisi had the number of mission acceptances behind each quest token, and the higher the number, the more dangerous it was.

There are two stripes engraved on the back of this quest order, which means that two disciples took over the mission and returned safely—that is, nothing was found out, and if someone died, the stripes would be painted with cinnabar.

Zhang Qingyang thought for a while while holding the token, and decided to take it.

Guodu and his party, he became completely pauper, had no choice but to copy a copy of the illusion in the jade ball and sell it to Tong Haisi, in exchange for more than 2 spirit stones, and his wallet finally bulged again.

Shixi Road was far away from Chongling Road, so Zhang Qingyang spent money to buy a flying magic weapon. It took him seven or eight days to get to Shixi Road, and another three days to find the small mountain village.

When I entered the mountain village, there was no one there, not even a rooster crowing.

Zhang Qingyang looked around, some people still had food in the pot, and maggots were crawling around in a bowl.

Corpses don't.He wandered around a house, there were no chickens in the coop, no pigs in the pigsty, the chain where the big yellow dog was supposed to be tied was disconnected in the middle, and the break seemed to be unscrewed.

He squeezed his throat and tried to make a few gurgles.

When Mianmian called the chickens to feed, they called like this. The chickens heard the call, and rushed over with a speed and momentum comparable to ten thousand horses galloping.

However no chicken came.

Zhang Qingyang thought it would be great if Xiaoliu was here, as long as he asked the nearby plants and trees, everything would be clear.

It will be late.Zhang Qingyang cleaned up the house and burned the food full of maggots.I found a bucket of rice cakes in the well when I was fetching water, and it was still good.There is also honey in the house.He baked rice cakes with a fire in the open space in front of the house, and brushed them with honey while roasting. The sweetness and fragrance were no less than the honey twists he had eaten in the capital.

Everyone in the mountain village must have died. Did the evil cultivators use it to make puppets, or were their souls taken away by the demon?Except for a very few species, the evil demon is most interested in human souls, right?

Zhang Qingyang ate one, and another.After eating the rice cakes, I drew out my wooden sword and looked at it under the moonlight.

Mu Jian is not in good spirits recently, and I don't know why.

How can you fight in such a listless state?

He flicked the wooden sword: "Get up, ready to fight."

Mu Jian didn't even want to answer him with a sword cry.Zhang Qingyang looked at it for a long time and asked, "Do you want to eat something?"

Wooden Sword replied feebly.

Zhang Qingyang thought of the not-so-tasty monster blood. Could it be the food that Chun Guanlan prepared for Mu Jian?He quickly flipped out and fell on the sword, the wooden sword buzzed excitedly, blood essence quickly seeped into the sword, as if melting.

He suddenly felt uneasy, and rolled on the ground with his sword in his arms. A black monster screamed and smashed on the place where he had been sitting just now, making a big hole. .

Zhang Qingyang's body flickered, and the world lost its power.

The monster found his position accurately after only one turn, opened its mouth and rushed over.

It doesn't work if the world fails!

Zhang Qingyang encountered this situation for the first time, stepped on the wooden sword decisively and flew into the air, the monster arched its hind foot, and its huge body jumped into the air, baring its teeth and claws.The tip of the claw was almost hooked to his clothes, and he fell down with an angry howl, and then jumped vigorously, greatly surpassing Zhang Qingyang's height, with his arms spread out, even the wingspan of a giant eagle.

Although the monster's jumping ability was amazing, it was not as flexible as the flying sword after all. Zhang Qingyang easily dodged and hovered to get a chance to observe the monster.

It looks like a human being, its whole body is as black as carbon, with large and small sarcomas on its skin, its limbs are surprisingly long and extremely uncoordinated, it can be described as extremely ugly.

There is absolutely no such thing in the hundred monsters, and I have never heard of any evil cultivating such a monster. Zhang Qingyang is puzzled.

The monster bounced several times but failed to catch Zhang Qingyang, roaring furiously.The body curled up, the back was arched high, and the sarcoids on both sides of the spine continued to grow at an extremely fast speed. The dark skin quickly swelled and became transparent, and a ball of things were curled up inside, vaguely looking like membranous wings. Zhang Qingyang couldn't help but look at it His eyebrows twitched.

Monsters have a certain degree of sanity, and they can also evolve their physical forms by themselves.Such a monster, unheard of.

He summoned a hundred flying swords with a wave of his hand, and the sword's energy combined to chop at the sarcoma on the right side of the monster, as if a fruit had been smashed, and the juice splashed immediately.The monster roared wildly, and leaped towards Zhang Qingyang again. Zhang Qingyang lowered his body and stabbed the monster's chest with a wooden sword.

"Chi -" the wooden sword pierced deeply.The monster screamed in pain, slapped Zhang Qingyang flying, and fell straight down.

Zhang Qingyang flew upside down and smashed against the tree, crushing seven or eight branches in a row and falling to the ground. He also broke seven or eight bones and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Aw———" the monster howled and grabbed the handle of the wooden sword and wanted to pull it out. The wooden sword seemed to have found a peerless delicacy, and it clings to the monster's flesh and blood, desperately absorbing the blood.

The monster couldn't pull out the wooden sword, and became more and more manic and angry. His arms swelled wildly, and his muscles bulged to the point of terror. He pulled out the wooden sword with all his might, and green blood gushed out like a fountain. face blood.

"Bah." Zhang Qingyang tasted the monster's blood on his tongue, and it was so strangely fragrant that he felt nauseated.

"Ho, ho!" The monster panted heavily, and the drawn wooden sword was lying on the ground, covered in blood, and retracted and released as if breathing with blood, and the retraction was full of spirit.

There was a little light in the chaotic mind, he struggled to pick up the wooden sword, screamed and thrust it into his chest forcefully, all the way to the core, "Hey." There was a clear sound of metal and iron strikes.

The blood light of the wooden sword receded, replaced by a rich vitality, spreading out in waves, the wooden sword gradually lost its original shape, and soft green branches grew on the hilt, which quickly grew thick, and clusters of dense The green leaves are green, and snow-white flowers bloom out of the leaves. When the flowers bloom to the extreme, they are about to bear fruit, as if they have returned to the past as a tree.

The surrounding vegetation rustled wildly, and countless springs, summers, autumns and winters flowed rapidly.

The monster knelt on the ground, its body shrunk smaller and smaller, showing the figure of a normal person, but its appearance was still terrifying.

He staggered to his feet and walked up to Zhang Qingyang.

Zhang Qingyang saw an upside-down human face, except for the terrifying sarcoma on the face, the facial features were surprisingly young.

He lowered his head to look at him, his right chest was broken open, and a blood-stained green twig protruded, stretching out the leaf buds at the top. The young man's blood dripped down the branches.

It doesn't feel right.

The vitality of life can promote the growth of all things, but it will not set his bones. Zhang Qingyang put his hands in the middle of the broken bones to prevent them from twisting and healing.

The young man looked at him seriously, as if he couldn't understand what species he was.Zhang Qingyang looked at him, gasped lightly and tried his best to regulate the aura in his whole body, the sweat on his forehead was like a waterfall.

The young man stretched out his hand and connected him one by one like broken bones in a very clever way. Zhang Qingyang screamed in pain, his lips trembling.

With the vitality of life, the reconnected broken bones healed quickly, and the cracked flesh and blood gave birth to new muscles.Zhang Qingyang also had the strength to speak: "Who are you?"

The young man pointed to his heart, where a pure white flower was blooming, swaying gently, pure and strange: "I am a rebel, so I will be punished."

While speaking, another twig grew from her arm.

He was about to turn into a tree, and his body was split by the tree, which was an unheard of cruel punishment.

The author has something to say: Ziwen Huanyu should be preceded by Ziwen Huanyu. When I posted it today, I suddenly felt that this baby’s name is too ancient and too high school. It has a strong Mary Su breath, so I changed it to "wen "Words, I immediately feel that I am taller! (not)

Orz will not appear again in this secondary school thing.