Black Lotus Tactics Manual

The wind stopped.

Ling Miaomiao opened her eyes half-way, and was surprised to find that the residual limbs of the clay statues piled up into hills and arranged on both sides. The black lotus was like an icebreaker, clearing a glorious avenue for them effortlessly.

She took a cold breath, almost swallowing the beads in her mouth into her throat, choked for a while, then coughed frantically and spit out.

"Cough cough ... this ... what is this?"

Mu Sheng rested around the body with a red light, but the anger between her eyebrows didn't stop. She slapped her thigh fiercely with her backhand: "Eat in!"

This shot had no mercy on Xiangyu, and was so shocked that Ling Miaomiao was suddenly caught in his mouth and thundered.

Sweet blood won't let her eat, these beads with no smell force her to eat, what kind of world.

She paused for a moment and asked vaguely with beads: "You ... don't you want to leave me behind?"

Mu Sheng was silent for a long while, and said fiercely: "If you talk more, I will leave you now."

Ling Miao Miao muttered. She could see that the black lotus had rescued her, must have gone through a spiritual journey of hundreds of times, and was sulking at the kindness she should not have.

"Then you let me down, I ... shall I go by myself?" She looked carefully at the back of Mu Sheng's head and twisted twice, trying to slide off him, only to find that her body became a whole piece. The stone statue, let alone walking, couldn't even complete the action of "twisting", shocked, "How can I not move?"

As soon as the brain turned, the reaction came and shouted angrily: "You put the ghost rune paper on my back again ?!"

Mu Sheng paused and explained with a strong anger: "Your body can't even resist Meixiang, with Qing Dan in your mouth, and then put a talisman on it, you can barely hold it, okay?"

Ling Miao Miao fell down: "... oh."

The original body is really weak, so weak that people and gods resent each other. The person who challenges to wear books is as fragile as her.

With the jade sign of Toffee Zhao, she will find a relic for her. Now she wants to find it, but it has become this respect, and Mu Sheng is also interested in watching the movie ... This must be found in the year of the monkey?

Calculating the time, it should have passed the second shift, when will it be able to converge with the protagonist group?

"Hey, Mu Sheng—"

Miao Miao can't stand the dead long distance.

In the past, it was her who drove on the co-pilot to prevent the driver from falling asleep. Her voice was crisp and bright. Even if the pressure was low, it was like a silver bell, and the road was full of laughter and laughter.

When she was determined to talk to someone, she was extremely ignorant and fearless: "Do you know that there is a kind of bug that is blind? , By smell, did you just ... "

Mu Sheng turned back and gave her a cool look.

The rabbit was lying on his back, and his fluffy head was rubbing back and forth between his necks. He didn't know what nonsense in his mouth, but he ignored him and listened to his ears.

A kind of bug is blind ... Who is she talking about?

In the past, he was with Mu Yao. His sister opened her mouth and closed her mouth. She had met other girls and talked about elegant things. When she came to her, everything was abnormal.

He was really puzzled sometimes. Ling Miaomiao really was the eldest lady raised in the boudoir, not what kind of animal made in the bamboo forest in the mountains?

"Don't be angry ..." Miao Miao paused, sighed for a long time, and itchy his neck. "I didn't mean to call you an old bug, I was curious."

His eyes were dull, and he wanted to laugh a little. She had a clumsy cleverness on her body that made people not to make assertions easily.

"It's hard to control yourself when the reverse character is written. If you licked my blood just now, I don't know anyone and you might die."

Miao Miao thought, wasn't that right? Therefore, it is mysterious.

"However, I have such a big face, why did you mark it on my mouth, let me eat it inadvertently, and you still scold me ..."

Mu Sheng glanced back at her flickering eyelashes, and the fire that had just disappeared spread out again, spreading all over her body in an instant.

Why did the blood bead burst towards her fair face, just a little bit on her bright lips?

why?

There are always things that happen only momentarily and cannot be investigated in detail. If you want to force a detailed study, you have to make people irritable.

"... you talk too much."

Ling Miao Miao Jue found out the irritability in the tone of Black Lotus, his heart was clear, and he stepped on the line again.

At the moment, this knotty eye is somewhat sensitive. As a rising cinnabar mole, I want to replace the white moonlight in the hearts of others a little bit, and it will come to fruition, take a step back and lose everything.

Moreover, she still doesn't have this confidence at all.

The style of the painting changed, and in one second it switched to Sichun girl: "Yes, do you say Sister Mu would also be considered by Meixiang?"

Hearing Mu Yao ’s name, Mu Sheng ’s heart immediately raised, and after a second thought, Liu Fuyi and Mu Yao were both experienced demon catchers. Even if someone was successful, it would only be the vulnerable Emperor Duanyang.

The next second, Ling Miaomiao's voice really sounded, listening to the sourness in his ears: "Yuan Duanyang Emperor Ji is in love with Mei Xiang, and moves his hands to Brother Liu, what if he takes advantage of Brother Liu? Such a gentle person will certainly not refuse, when the time comes ... Ah! "

The limbs and bones seemed to be covered with insect ants in an instant, and the feeling of hardship swept over instantly.

"Mu Sheng!" She felt her tears flowing.

Mu Sheng looked at the charm in his hand a little, and his eyelashes fell over. He heard half of it, how could a wicked fire straight up against the heavenly spirit cover, without thinking, "brush" the rune paper on her clothes. Torn it?

...

"Ah ... you'll post it back to me ..." Miao Miao twisted her back uncontrollably, like a junkie seduced by white powder, with cold sweat on her forehead, "Are you friends like this ... "

Mu Sheng turned back slightly and looked at her with cold eyes: "Are you comfortable now?"

Miao Miao raised her eyes, and her eyebrows were all wet, unbelievable: "What are you talking about?"

The black lotus smiled slightly, the moist black eyes bottomed out, and the tone was extraordinarily gentle: "If you are comfortable, you can rest in peace."

Along the way, Ling Miaomiao had a wonderful time.

Meixiang was in her bones, half dead, but she still had a golden pill in her mouth, hanging her, she couldn't pass out.

There was an illusion between them, and he saw the original face in the air in a trance, and laughed at her sullenly, as if to say, "I can't control myself."

"Sorry, I won't scold you anymore." Ling Miaomiao stared at her at Sisi and stretched out a hand to grab, trying to shake her hand, "Brother, you are miserable, marry this kind of person, You are too miserable ... "

Mu Sheng was audible, and felt the ringing noise behind his back, tightening his nerves.

Ling Miaomiao was harder than he had imagined, and was as quiet as a dead body along the way. The uncontrollable tears fell on his back, but he refused to say anything.

At this moment, he heard her suddenly start to mumble and say something, stepped, listening with her ears up, only heard her humming: "Ling Yu ... I'm sorry ... I will never scold you again ..."

Mu Sheng stunned and turned his head slightly, fearing that she was really uncomfortable and losing her mind. She also deliberately turned upside down, trying to wake her up: "... What do you call yourself?"

This did not matter, Ling Miaomiao was faint and dumb, and his mouth fell, and Qing Dan fell on the floor with a "click", "Bones--" rolled away in the darkness.

"Wow--" Ling Miao Miao suddenly blacked out in front of her eyes and completely passed away.

Mu Sheng: "..."

He tightened his back all of a sudden, but he was a little helpless. It's really death ... Qingdan is also used for emergency. In the wilderness, where can he get another Qingdan?

He hesitated for a moment, and came down short, trying to put Ling Miaomiao on the ground. Unexpectedly, the girl returned to the light, woke up, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were bright, full of tears, and he was pulling his sleeves, fearing he would move: "I don't want to eat it from the ground!" "

The ground was full of debris and blood of monsters, and they were stepped back and forth a few times, not knowing what it was like.

Mu Sheng turned her head and looked at her for a long while, confirming that the resistance in her expression was serious, which had already made her lose her temper: "So what do you want?"

"Go over there." She twitched her sore arms and legs with a single finger and squeezed hard, lying on Mu Sheng's back very consciously, holding his neck tightly with one hand, as if afraid of a horse. Son, kicked her down, "The golden Buddha statue in the temple ... the town ... the town can withstand the evil spirits."

That Buddha statue, but the most expensive one in the whole hall of Xingshan Temple.

The royal family spent a lot of money and created the most glorious and shocking real body of gods with solid gold. Every time Mrs. Zhao came to Xingshan Temple, she must first go to the main hall to worship.

Everything in the world, one thing falls one thing. Even if Xingshan Temple is evil again, the moment when such heavy solid gold is carved out of the sacred eyebrows one by one, it is also contaminated with ethereal buddha nature and does not move, blessing all beings.

They didn't know that it was in front of the Buddha statue that Emperor Duanyang's Qiqiao bleeds. In the confusion of Mrs. Zhao, she heard the thin and mute voice:

"Nobel Zhao Qinru, did you go to the wrong place?"

Two candlelights on the desk were bright and bright. Miao Miao leaned against the confession, her face slowly faded away.

As long as you look up, you will see the golden Buddha standing tall like a mountain, reflecting the dim fire and the golden light. It overlooks the sentient beings with compassion at a slightly inclined angle.

Miaomiao leaned on the feet of the Buddha, her heart was calm, and she had a taste of leaning back against the big tree to chill out.

"Mu Sheng, why can't you come?"

The young man stood alone in the temple, like a black shadow of emptiness. It was the most elusive wandering soul in the world. It was only when the wind moved the hair band on his head, which added a bit of vividness to the young man.

He heard the words and slowly turned back, approaching her, seemingly aware of it, and looked up with no respect.

Buddha's eyebrows were kind and solemn.

"Crunch-creak--"

Ling Miaomiao suspected her tinnitus, and even heard something trembling behind her.

This sound is like the egg of a chick that will hatch, red and hot, uneasy ...

When she saw Mu Sheng's expression, her mouth slowly opened, and she looked back like a petrification.

"Giggle ..."

The Buddha statue is shaking at a very fast frequency, as if there is something in it, which is strongly felt.

Ling Miaomiao stared at Mu Sheng: "This is ... this is ..."

Mu Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the Buddha statue with a smile without temperature: "Evil, is it really sensitive to the same kind."