I open a restaurant in Xiujie

The dust was flying in the center of the town, and huge vines spread all over the streets and alleys. With a wave of Qiongqing's right hand, thousands of green leaves turned into sharp arrows in an instant, and they shot towards Bai Xiuyue densely. The speed was so fast that it almost left a tear in the air. A dark rift in space.

The powerful fluctuations condensed in the narrow alley, and at the moment of the roar, they were wrapped by countless vine leaves, and under the intense impact, violent bulges appeared on the surface of the vine leaves, like waves spreading wave after wave.

The incomparably sharp air flow circulated between square inches, and the wood-type Dao Yun was used by Qiongqing to the acme of perfection. The moment the air was blown, the sky and the earth seemed to explode.

But Bai Xiuyue was under the huge air pressure, Yin Hong's mouth opened to spit out, and a large red thick fog gushed out of his mouth in an instant, spreading to every corner of the alley.

The mist is poisonous and full of evil spirits.

White flowers bloomed on the ivy, and the blood mist was quickly swallowed by the flowers. The flowers that swallowed the blood mist were stained with the same scarlet blood color, and quickly withered like decay.Qiongqing's complexion turned slightly pale, and it was the first time he had experienced such a battle.

Yu Xiaotan didn't say it clearly, but Qiongqing knew that he didn't want to hurt the innocent, and he didn't want to destroy Qinghe Town, so every time he took a shot, he carefully controlled his strength, and sometimes he had to bear the backlash of his own strength. Although it wasn't serious, it was still Leaving Qiongqing tied up, it is difficult to exert the true power of leaving the body.

And Bai Xiuyue...

Damn it's like a worm, it burrows left and right, its vitality is extremely tenacious, and it uses evil methods frequently, and when things go wrong, it uses the people next to it as a shield!

Just using white flowers to purify the blood mist and save the surrounding people, Qiongqing spent a lot of effort.Qiongqing was so angry that the gap between the other party and him was like a firefly and a bright moon. It should have been as simple as crushing a small insect to death, but this small insect was always buzzing and flying around, which was always disgusting. The insidious trick is really frustrating.

The most important thing is... why is this person not afraid of his spiritual pressure?

The spiritual power of a high-level monk has a natural ability to suppress the low-level monks, that is, spiritual pressure, Qiongqing thought, Bai Xiuyue can ignore the spiritual pressure of his out-of-body period, doesn't it mean that the opponent's spiritual power is also Out of body?

A faint light flashed in Qiongqing's eyes.

The green vines were flying around, but they suddenly changed their ways, delaying Bai Xiuyue's footsteps and moving towards the entrance of the alley, and the ground at the entrance of the alley was cracked, and the shallow sprouts were carefully lurking underground, waiting for the opportunity——

The murderous intent grew stronger.

Seeing Bai Xiuyue move towards the entrance of the alley, the corners of Qiongqing's lips curled up secretly. He set up a cage technique there, thinking it could completely lock up this annoying bug in front of him... But a moment later, a voice came from Not far away came: "Senior, I will help you!"

It was actually other monks who came to encircle and suppress.

Qiong Qing was slightly taken aback, but before he could speak, Bai Xiuyue, who was in a state of distress at the end of the alley, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a ferocious smile, "It's finally here."

The next moment, a huge mist of blood oozed from every pore in his body, and countless blood shot out, like thousands of swarming snakes, rushing straight to the monk who came to support him!

At the moment of the explosion, Bai Xiuyue's figure in Qiongqing's eyes was slightly distorted, and a thin and old shadow flashed across his head, with an equally sinister smile.With a flash of thought, Qiongqing finally figured it out: "Be careful, he is a seizing house!"

That's why he was able to bear his spiritual pressure, because the other party's soul was also extremely powerful!

It's a pity that it was too late, the few monks who came to help were entangled in bloodshot before they landed, and ferocious mouthparts sprouted from both ends of the bloodshot, biting their bare skin fiercely. The spells could not be cast, and accompanied by screams, they fell from the sky one after another like dumplings.

It is obvious that the cultivation base of the golden core period is completely helpless in the face of Bai Xiuyue's sorcery.

Looking at the child in front of him, his evil spirit was soaring, and his cultivation base was also rising steadily, Qiong Qing's lips were tightly pursed, and the light in his eyes was slightly cold.

"...Sorry, Xiaotan." He murmured in a low voice.

——Promise you to capture this person alive, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult.

The longer the time, the stronger the power absorbed by those idiots, plus those magic spells from unknown sources...

Killing intent flashed in Qiongqing's eyes, the black hair spread out silently behind him, countless water splashes appeared around him, and then turned into mist in an instant, sprouts quietly emerged from the cracked ground at the end of the alley, the whole body was as white as ice crystals, The petals tremble and bloom slowly.

Now it seems that only a strong man can cut off his wrist...

Just at this time, a flame rose in the distance.

It seems to light up from the end of the world, illuminating the whole land, more dazzling than any fireworks.The flames lifted into the sky, and there were extremely strong fluctuations in spiritual power. The people who were fighting for a while subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the night sky as bright as noon.

"boom!"

The flames exploded, and countless tiny shimmers turned into drizzle, falling with the wind.

As light as snow, but as bright as crystal, thousands of fluorescent lights lit up above the entire Qinghe Town, misty and far away, like countless fishing fires rising far above the deep sea, or like the Milky Way splitting and pouring into the nine heavens.

So faint, so bright together.

Where the twilight fell, all the leeches melted into blood.

Countless people who were in danger slowly opened their eyes in the twilight of the sky, and the blood energy returned to them again. Bai Xiuyue's long-planned plan turned into a false alarm. , Like a huge balloon being pricked with a needle, it quickly deflated.

Even the wailing monks broke free from the restraints, and all rose from the ground with red eyes, staring at Bai Xiuyue in the center.

Bai Xiuyue's complexion has never been so ugly, he clenched his teeth, and just about to activate the secret technique again, there was a "Hula" from the sky, and there was another firework.

Qiongqing looked up at the radiant fireworks, and slowly raised the corners of her lips.

The young man's voice was clear and clear, and he said with a smile: "Thousands of years, this is the first time I feel that fake flowers are more beautiful than real flowers."

Immediately, he turned his head and looked at Bai Xiuyue who was surrounded by everyone, with flirtatious patterns on his face, but his smile became more and more innocent: "Xiaotan and the others can solve such a difficult matter, and I won't hold back from my side."

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing for the master."

……

On the attic of Guanghuazhai, Bai Junda's eyes shined.

He doesn't know who caused the magic, but he can guess who set off the fireworks in the sky, because he is too familiar with that breath, isn't it the breath of Ji Chuchen who often "ravages/ravages" him recently!

If there is Ji Chuchen, then Yu Xiaotan is absolutely indispensable.

Seeing the people in Manjie gradually recovering, Bai Junda was in a good mood, turned around and ran out the door.

When he ran to the door, he seemed to suddenly remember something again, and turned his head and shouted at the boy in blue: "Your Guanghuazhai food tastes very good, but I won't come here again."

The boy in blue was stunned.

The provocative words made the young man feel very uncomfortable, but in line with professional principles, he still asked with a wry smile: "But where is the reception not good?"

"Not at all."

Bai Junda shook his head: "Guanghuazhai is worthy of being a restaurant that has been passed down for thousands of years. Both the hospitality attitude and the level of dishes are excellent..."

He paused, looked up at the bright fireworks, his eyes were bright like fire, and he grinned: "But I just don't like it."

……

Where the fireworks rose, Yu Xiaotan fell into Ji Chuchen's arms. Although he was so exhausted that he couldn't even lift a little finger, he looked at the whistling fireworks lighting up the night sky, his brows and eyes were crooked, and he smiled happily.

He manifested table salt and wrapped it with spiritual power. Ji Chuchen used the law of ice to wrap it in the second layer to prevent it from melting, and Che Yunwen used the method of thunder and fire to turn it into fireworks, which bloomed in the night sky.

The salt could have melted all principles, like a rebellious wild horse, but for some reason, under the cover of Yu Xiaotan's spiritual power, it was docile like a well-behaved child. Yu Xiaotan hoped that it would temporarily restrain its power, so it obeyed The Tao of letting a few people wrap it layer by layer until it scattered from the sky.

Human voices were restored in the dead town. Although it was the sound of running away after getting up, as long as they were alive, the voice was beautiful enough.

Yu Xiaotan was afraid that it would not be enough, so he was still working hard to realize the salt, but to be honest, he didn't have any strength in his body, his meridians were like towels that had been wrung repeatedly, and his dantian was squeezed so that it shrunk a circle.

Just when Yu Xiaotan was struggling to lift his eyelids, a hand came from behind him and gently covered his eyes: "Xiaotan, that's enough."

Yu Xiaotan was in a daze, but he still struggled a few times: "No way, brother Ji, what if that evil cultivator has a backup?"

Moreover, the method of this leech is always familiar to him, and he vaguely remembers it appearing in the original text, but now he is exhausted, and his inspiration is like a fish swimming around, but he can't catch it...

The night wind is warm and moist, and the moonlight is like water.

Ji Chuchen lowered his head slightly, the forehead of the boy in his arms was covered with sticky thin sweat, and his sweat-wet hair was softly wrapped around his ears.

Yu Xiaotan's ear tips are white, but the earlobes are thin red. When he tilted his head slightly, his delicate and fragile throat was exposed. A few drops of sweat rolled down his thin jaw, rolled over his Adam's apple, and sank into his collar. Beads of sweat trickled down his heaving chest.

The obsidian-like dark eyes were blocked by hands, but Ji Chuchen knew what kind of beautiful eyes they were. When they were radiant, they seemed to be lit with sparks, and when they looked over, they seemed to contain a glimmer of light, revealing full of trust and dependence. People... the bottom of my heart is pounding.

Yu Xiaotan didn't know it at all, and was still trying to recall the plot of the original text.

The soft lips were bitten too tightly by him, and now the pale color has faded, leaving shallow tooth marks on the lips - but a piece of skin was accidentally bitten by Yu Xiaotan himself.

The monk's body healed very quickly. Of course, this small injury is not conspicuous enough, but the nerve endings all over the lips are dense after all, which makes the boy's lips look red and slightly swollen, as if...

Ji Chuchen's eyes darkened.

Before Yu Xiaotan could grasp the spiritual light in his mind, a spiritual current surged from the hand covering his eyes.

The warmth flowed over his cheeks like hot water, nourishing his dry meridians, and the refreshing and gentle soothing made Yu Xiaotan's tense spirit relax a little bit, followed by a wave of overwhelming tiredness... just before falling into darkness , he felt a slight itch on the side of his face.

Like a falling feather in the air.

Another soft kiss.

The warm voice is close to the ear, magnetic like running water: "You can rest in Xiaotan, you have created a miracle."

"Leave the rest to me."

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They kissed!Alas!