Mo Xiaojing looked up at the swordsman and then at the crying girl. There was panic on his face but there was an inaudible sound coming out.
"What should I do if I don't want to sacrifice for such a high-level performance like pooping and peeing in fear?"
The girl wiping her tears cried, but the answer came out quietly:
"So it depends on your acting skills, Xiaojing."
The boy made a quick decision and dropped Ao Xuehua. He slowly backed away and said in panic, "She is left with you. Let me go, okay? Okay?"
He retreated ten steps step by step, then turned and ran away.
The swordsman glanced at the archer behind him. The archer understood, picked up his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow towards the back of the fleeing boy.
The arrow was like lightning, but the running boy tripped under his feet, staggered and passed by with his hair brushed. The archer spat and did not shoot a second arrow.
Ao Xuehua watched the boy stumble and get up again with resentment and joy. Then he hugged his shoulders tremblingly and said shyly on the ground: "I don't want to die. I will promise you anything you ask me to do."
The four men in front of them nodded their heads, deeply pleased with the understanding of this little beauty. So the leading swordsman no longer cared about the escaping boy, and showed an intriguing smile: "Anyway, your little lover doesn't care about you anymore. I wonder if the little beauty likes a graceful route, or does she want a bold style?"
"What is the graceful route?" Aoxuehua cried, but she really didn't understand this: "What is the bold style?"
"That's the graceful style." The thief behind the swordsman slowly explained to her: "Little beauty, take off your clothes one by one and come and serve our brothers. If we are happy with your service, we will let you go. .”
"That's the bold style." The archer put down his bow and said, "Little beauty, start running now, and we will start to catch you. We will tear up your clothes one at a time. When you have no clothes left, we will serve you together."
The leading swordsman was very satisfied with the answer of the subordinate behind him, but the mage had silently turned around and distanced himself. It seemed that although he was unwilling to be associated with his companions, he was also not prepared to turn against his companions because of this girl.
"What do you think? Little beauty."
Ao Xuehua silently covered his forehead on the ground.
It's been so long since she was born, so I'm so happy that someone finally dared to tease her so nakedly.
So she slowly stood up from the ground, covered her head and asked coldly: "Who comes first?"
If it was Senior Qi Xia who was lucky enough to see this scene at this time, then he would definitely be fascinated by Ao Xuehua's beautiful and lotus-like questions at this moment.
Her clothes were as white as snow, her hair was as long as ink, she had a cold smile, and she lowered her head to cover her troubled and excited head.
Everyone who knows her details understands how dangerous and terrifying she is at this time, but unfortunately, these people in front of them are not aware of this.
So they looked at the little beauty in front of them and stood up. They asked questions with a little seriousness. There was no killing intention at all. On the contrary, it made people feel like refusing to give up. She still held the pipa. The charm of that moment was better than that of ordinary people. Ten thousand.
So the thief in black couldn't help but smacked his lips: "Have you changed your style?"
Saying this, he quietly stepped forward. He moved in front of Ao Xuehua, but his figure was erratic and made no sound. Just when you felt that he was still a foot in front of you, his The body has quietly come behind you.
The members of the adventurer team watched the thief's actions with great interest. They knew his background and what he wanted to do, so they were all waiting for the show to begin.
Yes, the fun begins. The dagger on the thief's right wrist is like a poisonous tongue, scratching out from top to bottom on Ao Xuehua's white swordsman uniform. With his skills, he can ensure that this dagger can accurately cut through this... All the clothes on the little beauty's back reveal her body as white as jade, but it won't hurt any skin.
Ao Xuehua covered her forehead with her left hand, not even trying to free her hand. The moment her opponent was about to succeed and a smile appeared on her face, she turned sideways, shot out like an arrow with her free right hand, grabbed the thief's wrist and pressed down, When the thief staggered, she raised her knees, and the beautiful foot that the thief had just lusted over lightly knocked on the back of his head, knocking him out.
The swordsman couldn't help but take a step back, but Ao Xuehua had already stepped on the thief's head and swept forward. The swordsman subconsciously waved his sword to block. The girl turned her head and kicked the back of the sword with her right foot, knocking the two-handed sword away. The swordsman was Sweeping backwards vigorously, he did not stop until he hit the tree trunk behind him, and yellow leaves and dead branches fell down to wrap him up.
No one realized that this girl had such pure and powerful physical strength, but the girl stopped at this moment and then turned her head.
The arrow arrives.
The archers finally realized that the little beauty in front of them was not something they could manipulate, so they picked up their bows and shot, the distance was less than one foot.
This is a powerful bow with an effective range of over 150 feet, and can shoot through iron armor at such a short range.
The beautiful girl tilted her head with interest and stretched out her finger.
Fingers as white as green jade were wrapped with silver sword energy, and then they were pointed at the flying sharp arrows.
There is no comparable showdown, so there is no comparable development.
The fine steel arrowhead shattered inch by inch in front of the silver sword energy, and then the bamboo arrow shaft. The rotating arrow shaft was cut open by the sword energy from her fingers, but the girl stopped.
Because the arrow was exhausted, she held the white eagle feather at the end of the arrow with her free hand, looked at the archer Tingting and smiled and said, "Want another shot?"
But the archer couldn't say the next sentence. Mo Xiaojing silently appeared behind him and knocked him out. Then he shrugged helplessly: "I didn't expect you to be such a girl?"
In this dense forest by the stream, no one realized that the battle between the rabbit and the falcon was over.
But it's really over.
The first thief to attack was knocked unconscious by Ao Xuehua's heel.
The second swordsman was kicked and hit a tree trunk, unconscious.
The archer shattered the long steel arrow with one finger, and then Mo Xiaojing knocked him out.
As for the magician, since he was not actually involved, Mo Xiaojing just blocked his action.
"Because I am a girl!" Ao Xuehua replied seriously.
"Girl, girl." Mo Xiaojing repeated her words helplessly, and then threw away a brown fruit: "I found it in the mage's space bag."
Ao Xuehua pinched open the shell and took a bite: "Just this little thing is like bribing me to forget that you just retreated in the face of danger and decisively sold your fiancée Xue'er who eloped with you, such an ungrateful act?"
"How do you know that Brother Jing and Xue'er are an unmarried couple?"
Ao Xuehua took it for granted: "I added the settings temporarily, isn't it okay?"
"What is my setting?" Mo Xiaojing pondered: "Brother Jing abducts a noble girl to gain both wealth and wealth, and abandons his car to protect the handsome man Jin Chan from his shell when in danger?"
"Do you want to die once?"
Mo Xiaojing smiled softly and said, "I wonder if the way I die can be divided into a graceful way and a bold style?"
Ao Xuehua silently crushed the fruit in his hand.
"Don't mention this!"
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The blizzard outside is getting bigger and bigger.
It was the rustling sound of snow particles hitting the walls of the igloo, and the sound of the howling wind tearing through the air and vibrating was even sharper and higher, like countless evil ghosts under the underworld crying miserably.
But in this small igloo, it is like an absolutely safe haven, warm, dry and soft.
The warmth is due to the flame burning in the center of the igloo, and the dryness is due to the three-stage water magic of dehumidification.
As for softness - Ye Xiaojiu's royal collection naturally includes various silk mattresses filled with long-staple cotton, velvet pillows, and mattresses made of fluffy and soft precious furs.
So although Her Royal Highness the Princess is usually sloppy, when it comes to quality of life, there are really few people in this world who can compare with her. Of course, the premise of all this is the application of the simple magic of space wrapping.
So when Her Majesty the Princess was rolling around in the soft bed and cheering that this kind of bed was the most comfortable, Shi Feng, who was quietly watching the flames, said, "I probably won't be able to go on my way today."
"Nonsense!" Ye Xiaojiu vowed: "We will leave after I take a nap for an hour or two. It's just a little snowstorm."
"Shi Feng, haven't you been living in this kind of environment since you were a child? Why can't you, a pampered person like me,
Even the princess can’t compare? "Ye Qing teased.
Shi Feng was not affected by her excitement at all. His pale golden and icy eyes reflected the orange firelight: "I can do it, but you can't."
"Stop looking down on others!" Ye Qing rolled up his sleeves, revealing two smooth white arms: "Do you want to compete?"
"You are too weak." Shi Feng said coldly, without giving any face to the princess: "If you want to move forward without damage in such weather, you must spend enough magic power, and you do not have such ability."
Ye Qing choked, and the boy directly hit her seven inches.
Yes, her knowledge, understanding, erudition, and skills are all far above her level, but the only thing that can hold her back is her true level.
Her total amount of magic power is too small and her recovery speed is too slow. This is something that really takes time to accumulate, but she lacks time in the first place, but the focus of her efforts is not on this.
Moving forward in the wind and snow, she must offset the impact of the blizzard. Previously, she chose to expose herself on the snowfield in order to save the consumption of the continuous spell of invisibility. However, the wind and snow were heavier at this time, and her condition was not comparable. initial.
No matter how hard she spoke, she had to admit that she really couldn't keep moving forward efficiently in the wind and snow.
So Ye Qing shook his head: "I am Her Royal Highness the Princess. Her Royal Highness has many magical magic weapons that can be used."
Saying this, she held the jade pendant hidden under her windbreaker on the soft bed, and a green lotus flower shape slowly opened.
"What about this? Classmate Shi Feng?" She looked at him with a half-smile.
Feeling the power contained in that lotus flower, Shi Feng couldn't help but look serious and nodded lightly: "That's enough."
This was a midday break. The two of them ate some dry food respectively, then rested for half an hour before walking out of the igloo again.
The wind and snow are getting worse. It's one thing to listen to the sounds outside in the igloo, but it's another thing to actually come out.
Ye Qing flicked his right hand gently, "erasing" the igloo where the two people had just stayed little by little. It was obviously just past noon, but the sky was as dark as dusk.
Ye Qing has never seen such bad ice and snow weather.
Large chunks of ice and snow were blown up by the strong wind, and they looked like countless sharp blades flying in the air. She held up the small green lotus, and the petals of the green lotus were constantly struck by those sharp blades, watching as those sharp blades shattered They were fragments of ice and snow, but at the same time, subtle cracks began to appear on the surface of Qinglian. Even if they were invisible to the naked eye, they could be felt in the mind.
The boy with light golden hair was also standing in the wind and snow, but fragments of ice and snow were lingering around him.
Those fragments came from the surroundings, but they were captured by him as his retainers to drive away other invading wind and snow. The wind and snow within a foot of his body were finely minced and integrated into the circulation around him.
Speaking of the principle, it seems to be somewhat similar to his own light shadow. Ye Qing looked at it thoughtfully. They both establish independent loops around themselves to maintain stable self-created magic. But when it comes to difficulty, it cannot be underestimated. .
After all, the Light Shadow is only suitable for cooling in sultry weather, and has very high requirements for external airflow. The difficulty of weaving such an independent cycle maintained in a snowstorm is definitely above seven-stage magic.
But on the surface, Shi Feng was slightly better, but the one who was truly invincible was Ye Qing.
This is a very clear fact. Although Ye Qing's Qinglian is constantly slightly damaged and repaired, this is because Ye Qing does not drive Qianye Liubi at all. Compared with the amazing spiritual power contained in Qianye Liubi, this consumption is It is a drop of nine oxen, a spoonful of the ocean, and a ball of mud between heaven and earth.
But Shi Feng, who seems to be downplaying the inscrutable, ultimately drives these winds and snows with his own mental power.
Qianye Liubi's spiritual power is endless, but Shi Feng's spiritual power is declining all the time. Such a comparison makes the difference between them high and low.
So in the wind and snow, Ye Qing spoke lightly, and his voice penetrated Qinglian and reached Shi Feng's ears in the wind and snow: "How long can you keep this up?"
Shi Feng was silent for a moment and gave a frank number: "Twenty hours."
Ye Qing was secretly shocked. Twenty hours, more than a day and a half, such mental power had far surpassed Shi Feng's standard level and reached the level of an intermediate magister.
But at the next moment, Ye Qing had already stretched out his arm dishonestly.
She stretched out her hand in the green lotus. Her body was agile and fast after practicing for thousands of tribulations, so she leaned forward. The moment her body was close to Shi Feng, she opened her hand to grab Shi Feng's wrist.
This is the pure temperament of a princess, with a bit of the domineering flavor of the leader.
Since you need to consume to survive in the wind and snow, why not come in and walk together.
She didn't say it, but her meaning was clear.
Being able to walk across thousands of miles of snow with a princess holding a small green lotus umbrella in the wind and snow, even if the princess is only thirteen years old, is something that countless people dream of.
But among these countless people, it is obvious that classmate Shi Feng is not included.
He lightly moved forward, surprisingly agile, and avoided Ye Qing's hand by just a hair's breadth, and then said: "Don't be ridiculous, this layer of wind and snow is enough to wring your hands."
Ye Qing turned his head, and the smiling princess looked particularly gentle and playful in the song of wind and snow: "How will you know if you don't give it a try?"
Saying this, she struck like lightning and directly thrust her bare hand into the wind and snow protected by Shi Feng.
That layer of wind and snow was, as Shi Feng said, enough to cut a fine steel sword, but there was a layer of light clear light wrapped around her hands, and the pace of cutting by the wind and snow stopped in awe in front of the clear light.
At the moment when Shi Feng was surprised, Ye Qing grabbed Shi Feng's wrist.
Slender, cold, hard, and a bit girly.
Ye Qing murmured in his heart about the feeling, and at the same time, with lightning speed, he pulled Shi Feng and the wind and snow around her into his blue lotus.
Although the other party was such a talented and powerful fifteen-year-old Feng Shui dual-study magician, his body was actually weaker and more fragile than imagined. Without the magical power he was used to, Ye Qing didn't put in much effort. Let his wind and snow be blocked from Qinglian.
But Shi Feng's eyes changed instantly.
At that moment, a sharp and eerie red light appeared in his originally indifferent golden eyes. He turned around and rushed towards the outside of Qinglian, as if Qinglian was a dead and terrifying hell, while the snowy world outside was Heaven.
But he didn't move.
Without the blessing of magic, he had the power of an ordinary fifteen-year-old boy. His wrist was held in the girl's hand, and he was completely unable to break free. No matter how hard he struggled, he did not move at all.
Ye Qing had no extra thoughts. Even though the boy in front of her was older than her, she still purely thought that I was doing it for your own good. She gently held the other person's hand and felt moved by the other person's young and innocent actions at this time. It's kind of funny, and I kind of like it.
But at this time, Shi Feng turned back.
He looked at Ye Qing calmly, with an absolute will to kill in his eyes. Ye Qing clearly read the unabashed message "I want to kill you" from his eyes.
