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Mature beauty, mature beauty?
It's not like he was competing with Xu Gong in the north of the city.
Baitao was so surprised that even her fox teeth were exposed, "Brother Zheng, don't you want to compare your beauty with my brother?"
Ying Zheng also realized that he was the majestic king of the Qin State, so why should he behave in such a childish manner? The flow of flowing water when Baitao was painting just now lingered in his heart, making him sour and jealous.
I don't know that if she couldn't find him, she would be so skillful in painting his portrait despite her lack of heart.
Before she could change the subject, the girl in front of her immediately said seriously, "You are more beautiful than my brother. Of course Brother Zheng is more beautiful!"
He froze.
Without too much rhetoric, Baitao shook his robe and said, "In my mind, Brother Zheng is certainly the most handsome. He is a majestic king. No one in the world can compare with that."
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Although he looks calm on the outside, Ying Zheng is still a young man in his twenties, and he is so praised by his sweetheart. His back had quietly straightened, and he had an air of unattainable aloofness, "Yeah."
The white peach fox has crooked eyes and a sly smile.
Anyway, my brother doesn’t care about beauty or not, but this king has a stubborn temper and refuses to admit it. She has been with him for several years, and thinks that she knows more about his temperament, so it’s good to coax him anyway. Right.
After coaxing him, he picked up the sheepskin portrait and looked at it, before he had time to appreciate his beauty.
Ying Zheng's figure enveloped her and he said inexplicably: "In a few days, it will be the Qin Yuan Festival."
"Huh? Huh?"
Baitao turned around and saw him looking down at her.
Breathing so closely is the closeness of breath to breath.
His arms suddenly tightly wrapped around her waist, and he came over to seal her lips. Baitao was kissed by him, and a broken voice escaped from her lips. She pushed him away half innocently and half shyly, " Brother Zheng, you."
"The New Year's Day is an excellent day."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Gao rushed in at the door with a panicked look and said: "Report to the king, it's not good, it's not good, something happened!"
The eight-foot-six-inch tall figure immediately blocked the sultry girl behind him. Ying Zheng said coldly to Zhao Gao, "Why are you in such a panic!"
"Comets bring disaster, comets bring disaster!"
Zhao Guo was so frightened that he was dripping with cold sweat. He ran too fast, and his hat rolled at Ying Zheng's feet. His face turned red and he was out of breath. "Your Majesty, it's a comet! Comet! Move quickly. drive."
comet--
Ying Zheng suddenly turned his head, his expression condensed: "What?!"
The atmosphere suddenly condensed. Baitao still didn't understand what the comet was causing. He only heard the noise around him. He quickly followed Ying Zheng's footsteps. As soon as he went out, he saw all the maids and eunuchs outside putting down everything they were doing. Plates, food, and clothes were scattered all over the floor.
Their whole bodies were shaking, and they were kneeling on the ground with all their bodies prostrated. Their whispers extended like a tide to the mountains and every corner of Xianyang Palace.
"God have mercy on me, God have mercy on me, God have mercy on me, please God have mercy on me."
In the sky, panicked people could not breathe. All the palace maids and guards were kneeling, looking up, praying and whispering. The chaotic sounds were accompanied by an unstoppable meteor that crossed the river from east to west and swept across the river.
It is shaped like a broom, round with stars, and shaped like pink wadding. It shines on the faces of mortals with the overwhelming momentum of thousands of troops.
"What's this."
Bai Tao murmured.
As if an invisible force was climbing up the back of his neck, this mountain-like heaviness made Baitao feel very strenuous just standing here, as if the weight of ancient times was nailed to the ground.
"The demon star brings disaster, what is Ying Zheng's fault?"
Ying Zheng's eyebrows were tightened tightly, his jaw was tense, and his eyes flashed with a sense of ridicule. The people around him felt a deathly silence that had strangled their voices, and their faces were all filled with the same panic. Even Zhao Gao, whose face was pale and pale, lay on the ground with his hands, clasping his head to look at the disappearing trace in the sky.
Accused of sin.
It was like a huge, invisible shackle hanging on the flesh and blood of this group of people.
Baitao suddenly realized that it was a bad start.
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The wind drove the rain in the deep mountains, and the clouds pressed lightly with the sound of thunder.
This demon star continues to go north, and when it sinks into the mountains and mountains, it is particularly thrilling. The entire mountain is shrouded in the star, causing birds to cry and animals to run.
"It's so noisy!"
There was a loud roar in the mountains.
"I asked you, what are you doing, a goblin, making such a big noise? You are making these little animals run around. It looks so tiring and running around." The mountain ghost was hanging on the branch of the tree, and his long hair was blown by the mountain wind. In all directions, and with the eyeless black beads staring unblinkingly at a certain point in the sky, it looks like a ghost seeking life.
His red mouth kept opening and opening: "It's a waste of demonic power to cast a spell and conjure up strange phenomena. It really makes the ghosts here feel very distressed. What's the matter if you cross my mouth a few times? Anyway, these demonic powers have been used." Just use it, waste is also waste, dead fox, old fox, so old, so angry, be careful to eat and stuff your front teeth."
The swaying white shadow in front said nothing.
He was obviously dressed in white, but it was thick with blood. His eyes were bright and light, and extremely warm. But standing in the middle of the hurricane, the aura that swept over him was absolutely chilling.
"Damn fox, old fox, stingy, bah bah bah, stingy as hell."
The wind on the top of the mountain was still whining and whining, and along with the mountain ghost's thoughts, it seemed that a bloody wind was about to set off on this land. Dark clouds were rolling in the sky, the trees were swaying, and the dark green trees were like blossoms. The blooming flower of life and death.
After scolding for a while, he finally had enough.
The mountain ghost looked back: "That's right. You, Bai Tu, were once the king of monsters. You showed no mercy to any human beings. How could you be merciful to these struggling mortals? That's the little fox next to you. I can get some kindness from you, and if someone else offends you, it will be a light death. You have to dig out the corpses of others from their graves to vent your anger. You are so petty."
"No wonder, small-minded fairies are generally stingy."
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"But having said that, Benshangui has been following you for so many years, so just let Benshangui take a sip or two."
The mountain ghost wanted to say more, but when he and Bai Tu looked at each other.
That evil phrase.
The demonic energy is a bit stuck.
Bai Tu glanced at him with a pair of temperatureless eyes, narrow fox eyes, with ice-like ice that froze the back of the mountain ghost's neck inch by inch, fearing that the mountain ghost's scalp would go numb.
The mountain ghost finally calmed down: "You just farted like a ghost."
Only then did Bai Tu look away.
When he turned back, the mountain ghost breathed a sigh of relief. After being relieved, I couldn't help but curse in my heart: King Zhou of Shang Dynasty has fallen. Now is the era of the seven kingdoms competing for hegemony. The demon world has declined. You still think you are the White Emperor who once conquered the world and divided the world.
Fuming and fussing, he felt a toothache again.
Anyway, this fox once had great glory, but he will always be a wild ghost who has not even entered the divine realm.
"Alas, this ghost is still dead."
"What a pity. All the people of the same clan are dead and there is no place to bury them. Chu people say they believe in ghosts of this mountain. If they really fall into the hands of these mortals, they will have to swallow the ashes together in their stomachs. Old fox, Just tell me, why are the surviving monsters so miserable? Miserable, miserable, miserable."
Using the strength of his legs to hook onto the branches, the mountain ghost turned into a ghost, extremely decadent.
He reached out and pulled out a piece of wilting grass on the ground, stuffed it between his teeth and said: "Comparing people with each other will make people angry, and comparing monsters with ghosts will make ghosts angry to death. Now that the demon world is in decline, you can still make such a big fuss by casting a spell. Every movement and demon star has been sorted out by you."
"Demon star! Bully star! Star of disaster!" He glanced at Bai Tu with his peripheral vision, "As early as the Spring and Autumn Period, famous mortals predicted the Bully Star. Later, the reigning Dukes Song Zhaogong, Qi Yigong, and Jin Linggong should They died one after another according to the prophecy, mortals will not fail to warn about this, do you really think that your withered body can fight against so many great hermits?"
After he finished speaking, he yawned long and leisurely, "Don't worry, if the time comes, it would be ridiculous for me to send someone with black hair to someone with white hair."
Bai Tu seemed to be reminiscing about something, and there were numerous frost marks in his eyes that gradually turned white, "They are just mere hermits, do you think I will be afraid of them dying in my hands again?"
The mountain ghost wanted to roll his eyes. If he had the whites of his eyes, he said, "If you're not afraid, you're not afraid. But don't get involved with me. I'm old and have a bunch of bones. I'm really scared. I won't be able to beat him when the time comes." If you fall in love with me, I will hide behind you."
The end of his eyes seemed to be filled with scarlet red, and he smiled fiercely: "Do you know how to make mortals kill each other more heartily?"
So scary.
It's so scary.
Even though the mountain ghost was used to it, he still couldn't help but touch his arm. Bai Tu turned sideways and stared at him with evil fox eyes, seeming to be very interested in his answer.
Of course, mountain ghosts know the weaknesses of mortals.
When mortals knelt at his feet and prayed, all the greed and ugliness were peeled off and dripping with blood in front of him, the mountain god.
"hahahahahahahahahahaha."
He was hanging upside down and laughing.
The interest in Bai Tu's eyes became more and more intense, and he looked at this once compassionate mountain god with interest.
"Wealth, territory, beauty, dignity." The mountain ghost put away his smile and threw himself into the air like a swing, "Mortals, in just a few decades, have not gained much experience, so this is the best."
Bai Tu put his hands behind his back and said, "No."
The mountain ghost was impatient: "What is that? You damn fox, can you spit out your fox teeth and talk properly?"
Following this haggard old fox to seek trouble, he always felt that his life was about to be short-lived.
Bai Tu curled his lips in a strange way, "There are only natural disasters that are plundering."
The mountain ghost was horrified when he heard this, and he couldn't help but make a gurgling sound in his throat.
