He Xi stood in the carriage, as if her little eyes were not enough. Because she was so happy in her heart, she kept tapping her toes on the ground, click, click, click... click, click, click.
He Qingxin found it very funny. He Xi had a very cute little habit of jumping every time he was anxious, couldn't explain something clearly, or was happy or unhappy.
Like a small sika deer.
She obviously didn't dare to go near the window or door at this moment, for fear of falling.
He Qingxin stood up, reached out and touched He Xi's cute little head, and said, "Lie down by the window and see if everything is okay. Do you see the layers of golden light outside? They are all rune arrays."
"The formation of this carriage is like an armored tank. That old bastard Xie Lan is afraid that I will be robbed. Even if you jump off the carriage now, you will be carried back by the formation. Don't be afraid."
A confused look appeared on He Xi's face, and there was a meaning in He Qingxin's words that she didn't understand.
He Qingxin smiled at her and pushed her to the window. He Xi lay beside the window and looked back at He Qingxin, trying to understand what He Qingxin meant.
He Qingxin waved to her and told her not to worry about herself, and He Xi looked out of the carriage window.
He Qingxin relied on the fact that He Xi was very honest. Because he was young and didn't know much, he often said words to He Xi that He Xi didn't understand or could possibly understand.
If you say these words to others, you will be suspected of having a brain problem, but you will not say it to He Xi. Even if He Xi does not understand, he listens to He Qingxin very carefully every time and tries to understand.
Even if He Qingxin said "Axiba", she would try to remember the pronunciation, and even remember the emotion of He Qingxin when he said this sentence, and then analyze what He Qingxin wanted to express when he said this sentence. mean.
Anyway, the little girl is very well-behaved and He Qingxin likes her very much.
He Xi was like a person taking a plane for the first time, constantly looking outside.
He Qingxin returned to the seat of the carriage, took out the snacks from the storage ring, spread them out one by one, and put them in her mouth nonchalantly.
He Qingxin was not at all curious about the scenery outside. Where was he?
In the modern world, flying by plane requires you to rise above 10,000 meters, flying above the clouds.
After He Qingxin finished eating the snacks, she pulled out a handkerchief and wiped her hands. Then she thought about it from the center of the storage ring and pulled out a plate of melon seeds.
Clicking on melon seeds.
He Qingxin didn't know how long the carriage would take, but she knew it would never stop.
According to the plot, on the day when she, the cannon fodder female partner, got married, the current demon clan elders gathered a large crowd to intercept the wedding car.
In the plot, it was Xie Xuanran who escorted the wedding car, and the original owner did not want to marry Xie Lan in the first place. When the demons besieged these monks, they wanted to wait for an opportunity to escape.
As a result, he jumped off the carriage and was quickly taken back by the formation.
He Qingxin will never run away.
Anyway, the journey is quite boring. She might as well watch the fight between demons and monks. Isn't this an immersive fairy tale drama?
He Qingxin had almost finished eating, and got up and walked to the window, standing behind He Xi.
A white crane flew next to the carriage window and was level with the carriage. He Xi obviously liked it very much. Her eyes were straight. She jumped on the ground subconsciously when she was happy or anxious.
When He Qingxin saw her jumping again, she thought the demons were coming.
As a result, when I looked around, I saw the back of a white crane, just within reach of my hand.
He Qingxin stood behind He Xi. She was a whole head taller than He Xi. She put one hand on He Xi's head, and reached out with the other hand to grab He Xi's hand that was pressing on the window, and grabbed her and stretched out from the carriage. go out.
"If you like it, touch it."
He Xi's fingers touched Bai He's back, and his eyes almost flew out of his eyes.
But the smile on her lips could not be suppressed. He Qingxin lowered his head and pinched her cheek, and asked her, "Is it fun? When we get to the mountain, I will take you to ride a flying spiritual beast."
The white crane was frightened and flew away quickly. He Xi's face showed that he was still unfinished.
He Qingxin shouted to a monk outside the window: "Hey, that one with his face covered, I won't call you by name directly. Please drive that white crane over and let my little maid touch it."
Xie Xuanran was flying well. When He Qingxin suddenly spoke to him, his whole body tensed up instantly, and the sword under his feet shook slightly.
He didn't want to talk to He Qingxin at all, and without even turning his head, he accelerated and flew forward.
He Qingxin was still about to say a few words, but suddenly her vision went dark.
The sunlight was blocked by the thick black air, and the carriage suddenly shook violently, almost as if it was about to overturn.
He Qingxin hugged He Xi to prevent her from falling to the ground, but He Xi was very timid and had already squatted on the ground and hugged He Qingxin's calf.
He Qingxin clasped her fingers tightly on the carriage window and quickly steadied herself.
She didn't look panicked at all, and even stretched her neck to take a look.
Oh, the demons are coming.
I watched a blockbuster movie about immersive fairy tales.
Soon the carriage stabilized in mid-air, and the white cranes landed on top of the carriage one after another. They all closed their mouths, stopped screaming, and shrank their necks.
All the monks gathered around the carriage, their swords unsheathed with alert expressions on their faces. Xie Xuanran quickly arranged their positions and formed a demon-slaying formation.
But when the people from the demon clan emerged from the thick fog in a huge formation, the monks all took a breath, because the number and level of the people coming from the other side were really beyond what their level of cultivation could resist.
He Qingxin also glanced at the demon clan who appeared. Because there was a monk next to the carriage blocking him, He Qingxin almost leaned out of the window and saw the situation on the other side.
"Hey!" He Qingxin said in surprise, "They don't look weird. Why are they different from the demons we saw that day?"
Of course, He Qingxin said this to Xie Xuanran who was not far away. When Xie Xuanran saw her leaning out half of her body, he quickly scolded her with a cold face: "It's very dangerous, go back quickly!"
He Qingxin refused to listen and continued to look over there through the carriage window.
He Qingxin had just read this book, and his memory was quite clear. However, the descriptions of the demons in the battle were all about the techniques used by the opponent, and there was almost no description of their appearance.
After He Qingxin came to this world, the demons he met for the first time were all weird-looking people, so he felt that all demons looked like that.
Suddenly, I saw a large group of handsome guys dressed in black and exuding black energy. It was like seeing a dark male model group. It was difficult to associate them with the word evil.
Little do they know that only low-level demons cannot hide their inhuman characteristics, but the real high-level demons are actually the same as the powerful cultivators who have reached the top of the world of cultivation. They can change their appearance at will, and they can also change their appearance at will. He will not let his body be exposed to anyone.
He Qingxin looked at her big breasts and long legs, with a majestic and evil aura. Then she looked at her thin arms and legs and her thin body. Although she didn't show any panic on her face, she was too tight. It looks like he is about to visit a grave.
He definitely can't beat him. Before he even takes action, he loses half of his momentum.
This battle in the plot lasted quite a long time, probably half a day.
Although Xie Xuanran is Xie Lan's clone, his cultivation level is only at the first level of Guan Shen. He has only practiced the mourning sword skill to the fourth level. He can turn the blade into water and use it to increase the lethality of the mourning sword, but compared to the main body, it is Meeting one's face can make one's internal organs melt and the intestines rupture, and the flowing water can be as gorgeous and beautiful as a peach blossom, but there is a huge difference.
Moreover, although the monks who welcomed the bride were also the leaders of the new generation in Yunqi Palace, they were all rising stars. None of the most advanced ones in the sect came this time.
Only Xie Xuanran's cultivation can hold up, but he carries so many tender melons and seedlings alone, and he has to prevent these people from dying. It is really difficult to think about the head.
Fortunately, Xie Xuanran didn't need to devote his energy to sending a message back to the sect asking for help, because he was controlled by Xie Lan using part of his spiritual consciousness.
In the plot, Xie Lan came to support him personally at the end of the battle, which can be regarded as a personal greeting.
He Qingxin recalled the plot in her mind and looked outside curiously.
Mainly looking at handsome guys.
Various types and styles, quite comprehensive.
The two parties confronted each other for a moment, and a person stood up from the other side. He was the tallest and longest-legged among them. He also looked handsome. How could he look like a demon? Just like a general.
He held a spiked bone blade in his hand, pointed it at the group of monks here and said: "Leave these people behind and let you live."
Xie Xuanran didn't answer the other party's words at all. His face was as cold as a snow sculpture, and the mournful sword in his hand was unsheathed. A buzzing sound spread throughout the air in an instant, like rolling thunder.
The leader of the demon clan sensed Xie Xuanran's fierce fighting spirit, and without saying a word, he made a gesture to the demon clan behind him. A group of people immediately stepped on the black mist and rushed towards the carriage - —
Xie Xuanran and the others naturally rushed forward bravely - for a moment the sky and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon became dull!
The sword light kept flashing in the black mist, as if a silver white dragon was roaring through the black clouds.
He Qingxin was lying by the car window, watching with great interest. At one moment, the white light was dazzling, and the trees and silver flowers filled the sky with stars. At another moment, thick fog rolled in and black clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to destroy it.
But soon the black clouds became thicker and thicker, and the time for the white dragon to show its head became less and less.
The opponent continued to break through towards the carriage, and the monks all returned to defend, surrounding the carriage and using the rune array on the carriage to counterattack, but the opponent was unable to make an inch forward for a while.
Wonderful and wonderful!
He Qingxin grabbed a handful of melon seeds, ate them while watching, and urged He Xi at her feet: "If you're afraid, just hide on the seat and cover your head with a blanket to sleep!"
It will take a while for it to end.
When Xie Xuanran was fighting fiercely, he turned his head and saw that He Qingxin had not retracted yet, half of his body was leaning out of the carriage window, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
Everyone's expression changes when they see the demons. Not only is she not afraid, she actually climbs out of the car to watch?
Doesn't she want to run away?
Did any demons contact her privately? !
Xie Xuanran turned around, held the sword in one hand, flew to the side of the carriage, held He Qingxin's shoulder with the other hand, and stuffed her into the carriage.
"Go back!" Xie Xuanran threatened, "The sword light flying around may hurt your life!"
He Qingxin knew he was talking nonsense as soon as he heard it.
It's hard to estimate how much of an attack the formation on the carriage can resist. As long as she's in the carriage, no one can hurt her. Even the white cranes squatting on the roof of the carriage are fine, and they're still grooming each other!
Animals have the sharpest intuition. How could they be so leisurely and comfortable if they were not in an absolutely safe environment?
"If you don't fight well, why are you picking on me?!"
He Qingxin refused to leave the carriage window. She still felt that her vision was limited. The runes on the carriage were overlapping with each other. They were all set by Xie Lan himself. Even if the group of people came to kill the carriage, that would still be a problem. I can stand up to Xie Lan and come to the rescue.
What's wrong with her leaning on the car window to take a look? !
Why is she so annoying that I have to pick her up?
"Reply...hiss!"
Xie Xuanran looked down and saw two bloody scratches on the back of his hand.
He Qingxin's fingers were still like claws. Seeing Xie Xuanran's face full of shock and seeing his arm defenseless, He Qingxin grabbed Xie Xuanran's neck again - avenging "a push"!
Xie Xuanran reacted very quickly and dodged, and took a deep look at He Qingxin. His companions were struggling to resist. He could not delay any longer and immediately joined the battle with his sword.
The fight became more and more intense. For several miles around the sky, except for the light of swords flashing like thunder, there was no light at all.
Fortunately there was a burning light inside the carriage.
He Qingxin lay on the car window and watched for a while, but she didn't see any new tricks they played, and He Qingxin couldn't understand the formation they formed.
On the contrary, the dark male module has some new tricks because the weapons are different, but it is not interesting to watch for a long time.
According to the plot, the fight might take a long time. He Qingxin left from the window. When she turned around, she saw He Xi actually getting on the carriage seat, covering his head with a blanket and sticking his butt out.
No wonder she was afraid, the carriage was hovering in the sky at the moment, and He Xi was very young and very timid, and the person coming was a demon that was frightening.
He Qingxin patted the little girl on the back through the quilt to calm her down.
Then I felt that my wedding dress was too much in the way, and it was so wide that it mopped the floor, so I simply took off my girdle, took off my coat and threw it at my feet, and ran to the large seat to lie down.
He took out a storybook from the storage ring - a novel about this world.
The swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, and swish sounds outside were all accompanied by the sound of sword rays sweeping wildly, as well as the buzzing sound of the rune array being activated, all of which became the accompaniment.
He Qingxin flipped through the ancient novel, found the bookmark she had made, and read with relish along with the accompaniment.
I have to say that compared to all the harmony and control in the modern world, ancient novels are much more exciting. No one else dares to write what He Qingxin only dares to think about.
And there are illustrations in key places!
Who can understand, family members, when the two protagonists enter the bridal chamber, the verbal description is so heart-warming, and there are also illustrations hahaha!
The illustrations were also very lifelike. He Qingxin studied them over and over again for a long time and kept clicking his tongue.
Suddenly someone shouted vaguely outside: "The sect master is here!"
Then there was only a violent banging sound, the carriage shook violently again, and the plate of melon seeds that He Qingxin had just taken out was all scattered on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the dark clouds outside were torn apart by the sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth. The dazzling sword light penetrated through the carriage window and sliced off a corner of the painting book in He Qingxin's hand!
He Qingxin sat up suddenly and looked out the car window. A white light almost blinded her eyes.
She quickly covered her eyes, and after a moment, she opened them carefully again. The white light outside had dissipated, and the black fog had disappeared.
The blazing sun and the clear blue sky reappeared.
And the group of demons were like dropping cuttlefish dumplings, crackling down from the air, accompanied by some "uh uh ah ah" background sounds, which was very joyful.
He Qingxin stood up and walked to the carriage window again.
She saw a man floating in the air with his back to the carriage. His robe seemed to have been sewn by white clouds and breeze, dancing in the sun; his long hair flowed down like a waterfall, curling up with the robe. float.
He floating there gave people a very strong sense of unreality, as if he was about to fly away in the blink of an eye, and as if it was just a shadow cast from the sky to the world, like a grand mirage that can be seen but cannot be caught. live.
A group of monks all gathered around this man with their swords in hand, but they did not dare to get too close, so they held their swords in their hands.
"We are not able to escort you well, so we have to trouble the sect master to go out in person and ask the sect master to punish you!"
Xie Xuanran took the lead and knelt on the sword, asking for forgiveness from the man.
Since that man appeared on the scene, without even holding a sword in his hand or raising his sleeves, all the demons were repulsed.
He clearly had the figure of an ordinary person, only a little taller, but he was like a statue of a god that towered over the sky and the earth, silent and majestic, making people's breathing become stagnant just by looking at his back.
After Xie Xuanran knelt down to apologize, the statue finally moved.
But he didn't look at Xie Xuanran, nor did he pay attention to the group of monks surrounding him.
Instead, he slowly turned his head and looked at He Qingxin, who was lying next to the carriage window and looking curiously at him through the golden light projected in the sky.
