Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

To prevent disciple from blackening the first form, give him all the love.

Ye Qiao accidentally slipped his hand supporting his forehead, and a paper crane landed in front of him with fluttering wings.

He stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and the thousand paper cranes immediately unfolded into a flat piece of paper. He picked it up and looked at it, and there was a black and white writing on the paper, "The Xiao family suffered heavy casualties in the attack, and a hundred thousand fires came quickly!"

He frowned suddenly, and threw away the white paper. The white paper folded several times in an instant and turned into a thousand paper cranes with fluttering wings.

Seeing this, Dong Zhao, who was practicing kung fu, knew that something was wrong.

"Master, what happened?"

He got up and said, "The Xiao family was attacked..."

The two of them flicked their cloud sleeves and performed imperial walking techniques. They walked a thousand times a day and eight hundred times a night, and they arrived outside the gate of Xiaojia Mountain in an instant.

As soon as I stepped into the mountain courtyard, I saw dead bodies scattered all over the place. Some were hanging from trees, some were lying on the hillside,...by the side of the big rock...by the pond. The smell of blood was so pungent that it stirred my stomach There was a burst of sour water.

The two stepped forward to inspect several corpses, and Ye Qiao stood up and looked at him.

"Azhao, who do you think did it?"

Dong Zhao thought about it carefully, and then said: "Looking at the death of the corpse, it looks like what the night ghosts did."

As soon as the words finished, Su Bailang came over like a gust of unhealthy wind.

A prodigal son said lazily, "Night ghosts come out during the day and night, the blood on the scene is still wet, and there are occasional corpses that are still warm, which means it happened not long ago."

Dong Zhao said again: "There is a trace of a move with a watermark of floating clouds on the corpse. Could it be that it was done by the Fengtian Sect Han family?"

Su Bailang leaned to Ye Qiao's side in a turbulent manner, and said leisurely: "There are also hidden weapons and poisons on the corpse that were written by the Fengtian Sect Ji family."

Ye Qiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the pool of blood that was stained red with blood. Dozens of heads floated on it, and the cuts on the heads and necks were neat and neat.

Su Bailang and Dong Zhao followed his gaze and looked over.

Su Bailang's eyes lit up, and he patted his head, "Such a neat incision, unless it is the black iron heavy gold knife of Fengtianjiao Gu's family, can be so sharp."

"Could it be that everyone from the Fengtian Sect participated in the bloodbath of the Xiao family's mountain gate? The Fengtian Sect and my Immortal Sect have been rivals for generations. This time they teamed up to attack the Xiao family. Could it be that they want to break the cloud?"

"Poyunjue is divided into four volumes, which will be managed by the four major families of my Immortal Sect. First, will it be my Su family's turn after the Xiao family, or the Dian family, or will they be next to your blue sea and sky?"

"Master Ye, you are our pillar. If you fall, our immortal faction will be over!"

Ye Qiao looked at him leisurely.

"Su San pats you to rest your mouth first."

Su Sanpai's nickname can be said to be resounding throughout the world of cultivating immortals. Who doesn't know that Su Bailang has three unique skills, "make decisions with his head, guarantee with his chest, and leave with his ass." He is the most unreliable person in the world of immortals.

Su Bailang pursed his mouth, and floated to Dong Zhao's side like a ghost, looked at Ye Qiao resentfully, and muttered, "Your master's mouth is too bad."

Ye Qiao stretched out his hand, and pinched a piece of yellow square paper in his hand. On the yellow paper was a small man with healthy limbs, with messy blood symbols on his body.

"This is..." Su Bailang frowned handsomely.

Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Is there something else you don't recognize?"

Su Bailang patted his chest, "I, Su Bailang, claim to know everything. I care about important affairs of immortals. I know everything from astronomy and geography to gossip!"

As he spoke, he took a closer look, and was taken aback, "It's puppet art!"

Su Bailang was startled and said: "Puppet art is one of the great techniques of ninjutsu. Ninjutsu originated from Japan, oh! I know, it must be that the four masters of Fengtian sect colluded with foreign practitioners!"

Dong Zhao, who was silent at the side, suddenly asked, "Master, is it the work of foreign cultivators who smashed tongue nails?"

Ye Qiao looked at him, saw his serious face, and shook his head.

"Smashing tongue nails? I haven't heard of this name for a long time. Why did you suddenly mention "smashing tongue nails"?The rumors are only forbidden..."

Before Su Bailang opened his mouth, Ye Qiao pulled Su Bailang's tongue out with a speed as fast as a gust of wind, tied a bow and stuffed it back into his mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Su Bailang's tongue was tied, and he couldn't say anything at once, he could only whimper pitifully.

"You dog! You're doing this trick again! Are you human?"

Dong Zhao seemed to have gotten used to such scenes, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.

"Something's wrong, it's been so long, why don't you see Xiao Ce?"

An accident happened to the Xiao family, they have been here for so long, but they don't see Xiao Ce, the head of the Xiao family, it's really strange.

Su Bailang whimpered in anxiety.

Ye Qiao pinched his mouth open, pulled out his tongue to untie the knot, and finished it neatly with a snap of his fingers.

Dong Zhao handed him a handkerchief out of habit, and he naturally took it and wiped his hands.

Su Bailang's tongue was released, showing a mean smile, grinning, "Xiao Ce's family suffered a bloodbath, and the four families of Fengtian Sect were implicated in it. With his temperament, he certainly would not let it go. He had already chased them with his sword." He went to his lair, and Dian Feiluan chased him together fearing that something might happen to him."

Ye Qiao frowned when she heard it clearly, "Why didn't you say it earlier."

Su Bailang was as cheeky as a city wall, and gave him a blank stare, "Master Ye sealed my mouth and asked me how to say it?"

Ye Qiao dropped a sentence, "Tell me what is useful next time."

"Azhao, let's go!" The two waved their cloud sleeves and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Hey! You two wait for me!" Su Bailang released a thousand paper cranes from his palm, and twirled a formula. The thousand paper cranes that were the size of his palm instantly became several times the size. He jumped onto the paper crane and squeezed it with both hands He made a circle, moved it to his mouth and whistled, and the paper crane carried him and flew away with flapping wings.

The two of Ye Qiao walked halfway and were intercepted by an unknown beam of light.

There were rustling sounds from all around the dense forest, and suddenly four black figures jumped out of thin air, their bodies covered tightly, only a pair of eyebrows and eyes were exposed, and a samurai sword was carried behind them.

The man in black quickly changed positions, as fast as light and lightning, which dazzled people.

Ye Qiao's shock remained unchanged, and he said flatly: "Huo Huo, there are only two people, Azhao, you and I will deal with one each."

Dong Zhao nodded, and went to fight with his moves.

Ye Qiao chased the speed at high speed, and performed the shape-shifting move vividly in front of the man in black, which directly knocked the man in black out, and knocked him down with a punch.

Suddenly, the man in black who was fighting with Dong Zhao behind him turned to Ye Qiao.

Dong Zhao was panicked for a moment, and forgot the moves and formulas, only thinking that nothing would happen to the master, so he stood up and stood in front of him.

boom!of a loud bang.

Ye Qiao's expression changed suddenly, and he threw out a palm, knocking the man in black flying.

"Azhao!"

He was in a hurry to get him, but in vain, Dong Zhao fell to the ground, and instantly became a baby who fell to the ground!

Looking at the white and tender snow dumpling lying on the grass, with two chubby short legs kicking in the air, two small hands grasping and grasping, and big round eyes flapping, cute and cute.

Ye Qiao froze on the spot!