"Ping Xie" is beyond redemption

"Kang Dang"

The sound was particularly crisp in the tomb.

Perhaps it was the first horn sounded by the god of death.

Wu Xie opened his eyes, unwilling to see what it was.

The next second, his hysterical cry rang out crazily: "That knife! Quick!"

Even after dragging his exhausted body to the extreme, Zhang Qiling was still like a leopard at that moment, pounced on the place where the Tibetan knife fell like lightning, turned his head to look at Wu Xie, his black eyes were silent like a mouthful pond water.

"Give it to me." Wu Xie gritted her teeth and stared at Zhang Qiling who was forced into the ring dog's attack range, her eyes seemed to turn red.

Zhang Qiling's muffled groan sounded at the same time as the icy feeling of touching the Tibetan knife with his finger.

The stinging pain caused by the knife cutting through the artery is far inferior to Wu Xie's heartache when he watched Zhang Qiling being smashed against the wall.

The fat man took a look at Wu Xie, picked up the gun with trembling hands, and laughed: "Small, give it to the fat man!"

Laughter is hard to hear.

Horribly hoarse.

The fat man could see that Wu Xie needed time, even if it was only a minute.

Wu Xie stared at the huge opal on the hilt of the hidden knife, and curled her lips coldly.

I'll give you a second to come out.

The air was so stagnant that Wu Xie wanted to scold her.

On the other side, Zhang Qiling and Fatty groaned as they were smashed against the wall in turn.

The movement of the flower suddenly stopped.

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief.

Huangou's eyes became extremely sinister.

The flute was brought to his lips.

A sobbing song is like weeping and complaining.

The fat man laughed, "This thing sings really well."

Miaojiang Gu Po's unique skill of passing on females but not males.

Control the mother Gu.

so what.

Can you control your instincts?

Miaojiang is a strange place.

When Gu kings are rampant, the number of Gu mothers must be extremely rare, and in the era when Gu mothers are rampant, Gu kings are almost extinct.

Therefore, the difficulty of finding a mate has greatly increased.

However, in Wu Xie's hidden knife, there is a Gu King.

The tone of the flute gradually became shrill.

Wu Xie stood up slowly, "Let's go."

Fatty and Zhang Qi civet stooped and walked past the furious Gu King and Gu Mother.

Seeing this, the ring dog wanted to stop them, and a black vine threw it on the ring dog's face.

You disturbed my mother looking for her husband, and now you want to run away?There are no doors!

After closing the door vigorously, Wu Xie slipped to the ground, feeling powerless even to raise his head.

The fat man was cursing and bandaging the wound: "I said Xiao Tian is really capable, even the Gu King, so give me one someday?"

Wu Xie gave Fatty a white look: "Come on, I will take you to Miaojiang another day, and I will give you as many as you can catch."

Later, when the fat man went to Miaojiang, he did not reap Gu King, but reaping love is another story.

A piece of paper was handed to Wu Xie: "Wipe."

Concise and concise.

Wu Xie doubted whether the confession just now was a hallucination.

"Come on, fat man, pinch me." Wu Xie ignored Zhang Qiling and turned to look at the fat man.

Quickly pinch Lao Tzu, was he dreaming just now?

Did Lao Tzu confess?

The corners of Zhang Qiling's lips curled slightly, and he pulled Wu Xie into his arms: "What do you want to prove?"

Wu Xie froze for a moment, grabbed Zhang Qiling's neck with his backhand, and bit it.

Yes, a bite, not a kiss.

Zhang Qiling was surprisingly very cooperative.

Then, Wu Xie's initiative was completely lost.

Completely teased by Zhang Qiling, he even lost his sanity.

When Wu Xie let go of Zhang Qiling, she panted and complained, "How long is your breath!"

"Need to take a breath." Zhang Qiling had an imperceptible pampering in his eyes, held down Wu Xie's head, and kissed it again.

While covering his face, the fat man scolded Xiu Enai quickly, but at the same time, his wish was actually fulfilled.

He watched Wu Xie walk into this state step by step with his own eyes. Although he was reluctant, he knew that this was Wu Xie, the stunned kid from Qixing Lu Palace, the kid who would chase all the way to Changbai Mountain.

So when he saw that innocence, he didn't believe it was Wu Xie at all.

That's it.

Because Wu Xie is Wu Xie.

That's it.

The little brother can be with Wu Xie, Fatty is happier than anyone else.

"Where is this place?" Wu Xie looked around when he was let go.

The fat man almost snapped his eyeballs when he looked up at the sky at a 45° angle!

"Let me say, how much are these worth?" The fat man turned around and asked Wu Xie, "Sincerely, it's time to use you."

On the ceiling are countless black jades, clearly depicting the appearance of a unicorn.

"It's priceless." Wu Xie looked at it carefully and came to a conclusion.

It's a pity that Fat Master's aesthetics have always been very bad. After watching it for a long time, he could only poke at the younger brother: "Brother, what are the paintings on this?"

Zhang Qiling raised his head and took a look: "Kirin."

Kirin? !The fat man immediately jumped up: "This fucking is a unicorn? Why is it so different from yours!"

Zhang Qiling gave Fatty a blank look.

Didn't you know that dragons in the year 2000 had the heads of dogs?

So is it strange that the unicorn 2000 years ago looked like a ghost?

Of course, Zhang Qiling didn't bother to explain.

The fat man's eyes narrowed suddenly: "Brother, look over there, is there a rope?"

"..."

"That unicorn has a rope on its horn."

Fatty's eyes have always been sharp.

Zhang Qiling frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Wu Xie didn't know, so: "Rope?"

Zhang Qiling estimated the height and decided to go up to have a look.

As soon as he stepped on the back of the black gold ancient knife, there was a sudden exclamation from below.

Jump down and draw your knife.

The action is complete.

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at a tree that appeared in front of them almost obsessively.

Maybe it can't be called a tree.

Because it's all on fire.

"Huangshu." Wu Xie murmured.

"There is a cloud in the ancients, a divine tree is born, the tree is bathed in fire, and there is a bird named Huang on the tree."

A huge burning tree.

crystal clear.

Wu Xie's first reaction was this.

The bewitching flames danced leisurely, and the crystal clear leaves wrapped inside, even the veins were exceptionally clear.

The tree is very tall, probably to an invisible height.

"There is a coffin on the tree!" the fat man was the first to shout.

This Mausoleum of Emperor Qin's is too weird, and the fat man who has come in and failed to open a single coffin is full of resentment.

But the three of them were scarred and looked at each other, Zhang Qiling suddenly drew his sword and jumped up.

"You're crazy!" Wu Xie reached out to grab him, and immediately there was a tearing pain in his elbow.

The fat man glanced at him: "Innocent, look in the mirror."

When taking the things from the fat man, Wu Xie refused to touch the facts.

But still, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a face that was barely recognizable in the mirror.

Unrecognizable.

Perhaps so to speak.

Wu Xie tried to keep his voice calm: "This really looks like an arson scene."

Then he turned his head to look at Zhang Qiling.

The flames burned very high, but it seemed that there was no danger. Zhang Qiling's figure was almost turning into a small black spot.

The rustling sound came from the tree non-stop.

The fat man patted Wu Xie on the shoulder: "Innocent, little brother will be fine."

Of course my brother will be fine.

Naive, do you know that by standing here, you have given my brother countless reasons not to die.

Wu Xie glanced at the fat man indifferently: "Did you see the little brother up there?"

The fat man shook his head while looking up: "You really don't want to look like a resentful woman, and you won't lose it."

...

Then the fat man was really speechless.

Brother is gone.

The little brother who was standing on the tree not long ago disappeared.

Wu Xie looked at the tree indifferently.

Then he tilted his neck: "No."

When the fat man raised his head again, a foul word came out: "Fuck, this little brother can play teleportation, right?"

Because Zhang Qiling had already stepped on the coffin and waved at them.

When Zhang Qiling saw the coffin, there were slight ripples in his usually calm eyes.

is a mirror.

Perhaps it cannot be called a mirror.

Because it does not reflect people.

But a pool.

The long pool of water, and the stars that light up one after another.

It's clear.

Zhang Qiling looked under the tree, in the dim light of the fire, a pair of starry eyes crashed into his heart without warning.

Wu Xie.

What a curse.

Zhang Qiling raised the corners of his lips at Wu Xie, and then went down.

"Let's go." He walked ahead.

Wu Xie was obviously taken aback for a moment, then quietly put away his surprise and followed behind him.

The fat man dragged his gun and sang all the way behind him, his voice was hoarse and he didn't know it, so what happened to him going off tune all the way to the Atlantic Ocean!

Wu Xie smiled leisurely as he looked at the back of the person in front of him.

Look, look, people don't take you seriously at all.

The villain in my heart rolled on the ground laughing.

Do you want to die?

Wu Xie was cold.