Xue Ming is the kind of person who will pick a fight with you as long as I see you unhappy. He won't stop until you subdue him. Xue Ming still remembered the hatred that the Chaos Qi wanted to swallow up his and his second uncle's souls. He broke the deadlock between Jing Yuan and Li Bo with one move, stepping on the table and stool and raising his eyebrows provocatively.
Li Bo's eyes had become dark, and No matter how many times Wen Zhaozhao called, he didn't respond.
"I don't need my little master to deal with you. Your opponent is me." Xue Ming held a gun from his left hand to his right hand, and the single milky white wolf tooth on his ear made his whole person very high-spirited.
He had gained a lot of experience following Yin He in collecting souls in the past few days. When he went back in the evening, Jing Yuan forced him to walk on horseback for two hours before he could eat. When his plate sank, Wen Zhaozhao took a quick look and saw that he was different from the past. s difference.
Uncle Li roared and ran towards Xue Ming. He struck fast and hard. No matter whether he was injured or not, he always hit Xue Ming's heart.
Xue Ming said what he said, but he still had concerns during the fight and did not dare to use his full strength. The dodging back and forth made him a little tired, and he lost the battle after a few rounds.
"If you keep playing like this, I'll take action." Xue Ming said angrily.
Wen Zhaozhao was a little surprised when he saw this octogenarian man fighting Xue Ming with his bare hands in mid-air. Jing Yuan was still blocking in front of her, forgetting to move away, and holding the sword in his hand.
"Xue Ming, attack his lower back." There is an acupuncture point on his lower back called Jingmen. Jing Yuan's expression was dark and unclear. He was curious about what kind of desire made an honest monster make a deal with the energy of chaos. Power and power are obviously not the goals he pursues, otherwise he wouldn't be selling iced tofu here all the time.
When Xue Ming heard the news, he didn't know what Jingmen points were, so he just needed to hit them all.
Xue Ming threw the gun and flew past Li Bo with the gun. He was tall and easily pinched the back of Li Bo's neck. He gathered his spiritual power and hit Li Bo on the lower back.
Xue Ming grabbed his arm and said proudly: "If we had caught him earlier, we would have suffered less."
Uncle Li spat out a mouthful of black blood and his eyes became clear again. He opened his mouth and babbling, not knowing what to say. Xue Ming was about to put his ear to the ear when he felt pain in his wrist and a pebble hit his wrist. The burning feeling forced Xue Ming to let go.
Uncle Li fell to the ground dejectedly. He murmured: "She's here." He pointed to the east with difficulty. The mouse came out of Wen Zhaozhao's sleeve and trotted away. He smelled it again and again with his nose. My eyes lit up and I ran farther and farther east.
"Hey, don't go too far." Wen Zhaozhao rolled up his sleeves a little. After two steps, she heard an explosion. Li Bo's body was torn apart in an instant, and the smell of corpses rushed to Wen Zhaozhao.
"Miss, be careful!" Mi Mi appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of Wen Zhaozhao. She let out a muffled groan. She looked lovingly at Wen Zhaozhao's wide eyes, then transformed into her original body and fell to Wen Zhaozhao's side. In a warm embrace.
Wen Zhaozhao did not dare to move, and all the blood in her body was frozen in place. The scene just now replayed over and over in her eyes. Time seemed to go very slowly. Xue Ming flew down and heard her scream: "Mimi !”
The mouse had already taken the opportunity to run away, and Yin He caught Jing Yuan's eyes and followed it. Wen Zhaozhao was a little anxious. She didn't dare to touch the little yellow bird, so she held it in front of Jing Yuan and begged: "Your Highness, can you save Mi?" Mi?"
Jing Yuan didn't say much. He took the little yellow bird's hands and held them in his palms. The injury just looked scary, and there were some fine beads of sweat on his palms. After about a quarter of an hour, Mi Mi raised his head. , looking out timidly.
Wen Zhaozhao felt like beating a drum before she felt relieved. She pursed her lips and looked at Jing Yuan. Today was the third day she cast the spell. She already felt that the spell was gradually fading away, and something was about to burn.
"Give it back to you." Jing Yuan calmly opened his palm to her, and the little yellow bird curled up in the palm of his right hand. His words were as light as talking about a pet.
Wen Zhaozhao didn't argue. After thanking Jing Yuan, he said he would take Mimi home.
Jing Yuan didn't stop her when he saw her worried look. Even though Wen Zhaozhao couldn't see clearly, he heard clearly. Uncle Li was so frightened before he died that he tried his best to point eastward. At that moment, he lost consciousness. Mi jumped out.
Wen Zhaozhao didn't speak during the whole journey, silently ruffling Mi Mi's feathers. She talked a lot on weekdays, because she had always cultivated the image of a jerk. She had no friends after Xue Ming was born in Yingzhou, so she developed her You can also talk to yourself about your habits for an hour.
Mimi struggled twice, flew out from her hand, turned into a human form, and asked first: "Miss, aren't you curious why Mimi is here?"
"Oh, why did you appear suddenly?" Wen Zhaozhao tilted his head, showing a naive look, and followed her words.
"I discovered something was wrong with Uncle Li when I was buying iced tofu for Miss. I was afraid that he would be harmful to Miss and Master Ming, so I kept following him. He has been especially sneaky these past two days. I wanted to report to you in the morning. I heard that you went to see His Highness the Crown Prince to play, so I went directly there. Fortunately, I went in time and was able to protect the young lady." Mi Mi had prepared these words a long time ago. Her plan was to abandon Li Bobao herself and face Wen Zhaozhao. She was flustered for no reason, and spoke incoherently as if she was afraid she wouldn't believe it.
"So that's it." Wen Zhaozhao walked forward.
"Then what is the lady thinking?" Mimi asked.
"I'm thinking about whose iced tofu will I eat in the future after he dies." Wen Zhaozhao looked very distressed, as if he was troubled by this problem and couldn't think about anything.
Mimi comforted her with a few words, saying that she really thought too much. How could she, an idiot like her, come up with any serious questions?
This question obviously made Wen Zhaozhao uncomfortable. When he returned to the house, he went back to the house without eating dinner, let alone a demon servant. Wen Yuandao thought it was a rare sight to scare Wen Zhaozhao out of his courage, so he called Mimi to ask for it. Go to the demon market to summon Wen Zhaozhao’s soul.
This hunger strike only lasted for one day. In the early morning of the second day, Wen Zhaozhao kicked off his shoes and vowed to go to the demon market to find a substitute for ice tofu. Mimi's braided hands wanted to sparks. Wen Zhaozhao said with satisfaction. Looking in the mirror, she looks like the most beautiful woman in Yingzhou Island.
"You don't have to go with me today. You can take a good rest at home. I'll bring you something to eat." Wen Zhaozhao left in a hurry, and there was still a hosta left in Mimi's hand.
Seeing that Zhao Zhao was completely gone, Mi Mi took off her upper body shirt, untied her underwear and wrapped the white cloth around it. Uncle Li, this idiot, was still struggling before he died. It's a pity that such a range of attacks would not affect her. It didn't work, but it was Jing Yuan's pure and true spiritual power that made her whole body unbearable.
Holding the hairpin in her hand tightly, Mimi didn't wait too long. She hid the hairpin in her clothes with nostalgia. Even if this was just to commemorate her, it would not be a disservice to their master and servant.
When Wen Zhaozhao arrived at the demon market, she was not in a hurry to eat. She walked and stopped. During this period, she found an earth fairy selling gourds. She threw two twenty-year-old spiritual stones and bought the largest gourd.
Wen Zhaozhao shook the gourd and listened to her ear again. Just as she was listening in rapt attention, another familiar voice sounded in her ears: "Miss Wen is so elegant and cheerful. She bought gourds here early in the morning."
The Demon City is open year after year and never closes. As soon as the old gourd seller saw Jing Yuan, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He snatched the gourd from Wen Zhaozhao's hand, threw the spirit stone to her, rolled up into the stall and ran away.
Wen Zhaozhao couldn't figure out which stall they should go to next and which stall was like this.
After three times, Wen Zhaozhao realized: "Your Majesty, it must be your terrifying face that scared them away. This is a demon market that has not been closed for hundreds of years."
Jing Yuan had never heard anyone commenting on him like this. He wanted to remind Wen Zhaozhao to be careful about Mimi when he got up in the morning, but it seemed that there was no point in it. After all, she was so stupid. He sarcastically replied: "Why don't I tell Wen Zhaozhao to be careful? Miss, please take a photo with someone in the water to see how thick-skinned you are."
"Are you kidding? Prince, don't be angry." Wen Zhaozhao came up to him with a smile, and his fair and tender face made him less angry.
"Since you're curious, just find someone to ask." Jing Yuan caught a dealer who was trying to escape.
"Prince, please spare your life, Your Majesty, please spare your life, I know my mistake." This little monster was really strange. He shouted for Jing Yuan to spare his life as soon as he came up.
Wen Zhaozhao looked at him strangely and asked, "What wrong did you do? What could the prince do that would kill you?"
"Everyone in this demon market doesn't know that Uncle Li, who sells ice tofu, offended the prince and died violently on the street. I am a thing from the lower world and not worth the prince's troubles. I beg the prince to spare my life." The little monster is still there. He was talking incessantly, but his voice was silenced by Jing Yuan's shackles. However, the little monster thought that his life was not long and he fainted on the spot.
This doesn't matter, it's more like confirming the news of Jing Yuan's cruelty.
The monsters hiding in several places refused to show up, and rumors were everywhere. Wen Zhaozhao wanted to explain the truth, but no one was willing to listen. For the first time, she felt speechless.
Wen Zhaozhao lowered his head. When he met Jing Yuan's probing gaze, he immediately raised his hand and assured, "I didn't say that."
Suddenly, a rotten vegetable bag was thrown over and slid down Jing Yuan's silk clothes, leaving a mud mark. Jing Yuan's eyes seemed to have been tempered by ice particles, and the next second he could kill the man on the spot.
Wen Zhaozhao complained in his heart, wasn't he? This was Jing Yuan's minefield.
The aura around Jing Yuan became colder and colder. Before he could ask for someone, an earthly immortal with the body of an ox stood up and said as if he was going to die calmly: "I threw it. I know I can't beat you, but You Celestial Clan bullies people too much, you can kill me, but if you can’t kill me, get out of Yingzhou Island.”
Suddenly, many goblins came out to join in and threw the things in their hands at Jing Yuan.
