Devil Seeds

Chapter 217 Adventure

Does Senior Sister Mengxi like Ke Xiaoliang?

Maybe Menglong has a little liking for him, after all he is so handsome, any woman with eyes will have a liking for him to some extent. To be pleasing to the eye is to be capable, to be a high starting point, and to be the loneliness that ugly people will never understand.

But that was just envious of his body, not liking, let alone love.

Why there is such an operation, to put it bluntly, it is caused by the "goddess self-esteem" promoted by Tiangou.

After all, a handsome little brother who looks sunny and gentle always treats the little follower next to the 'goddess' gently, so the goddess will feel a little unhappy in her heart.

They even mistakenly think that this is the little brother's routine, just to attract her attention.

If not, how can there be so many real cases of girlfriends and boyfriends getting together?

What they want to conquer is not only a man, but also to prove to their "little sisters" that the charm of the old lady is greater than you.

Ke Xiaoliang saw through Senior Sister Mengxi's mind, so he hit her with a few soft nails one after another, and pushed her back.

Come to think of it, this goddess of Cuiyun Mountain is feeling very uncomfortable at the moment!

Senior Sister Mengxi really felt bad.

However, Ke Xiaoliang guessed wrong, that is, she admired him more than Ke Xiaoliang imagined.

On the stone bridge of Lihe that day, Mengxi caught a glimpse of Ke Xiaoliang sitting in front of the window under the sun.

It was at that moment that her heart skipped a beat.

It's just that Ke Xiaoliang spends time with Yang Zhenzhen at ordinary times. Senior sister Mengxi sometimes walks across the bridge, but she can only take a look from afar, then turns and leaves full of self-esteem.

Until Yang Zhenzhen was forced to enter the world of high martial arts to work hard for the sect.

Senior sister Mengxi, who had just 'sacrificed' and returned to reality, came to look for Ke Xiaoliang, and at the same time, deliberately dressed up for this side.

The seemingly simple white clothes have many layers of carefulness.

The same white clothes, some people look fat when they wear them, they look like fat worms, some people look like immortals... There is a big way in this.

Senior Sister Mengxi came here full of confidence, but she could only leave sadly.

And Yang Zhenzhen, who is working as a laborer in the world of Gaowu, has no idea that her good senior sister is going to pry her corner.

At this time, Yang Zhenzhen was running away quickly.

Like a fat squirrel being chased by a poisonous snake.

In the Gaowu world, she turned into an ordinary little chubby girl, and she was getting up from a stream in embarrassment. The mud on her body and the leaves stuck to her hair made her look more like a girl. A little country girl who has never seen the world.

Entering the world of high martial arts for the first time, there is no martial arts, no background, and no value.

An ordinary disciple like her is naturally only assigned the most worthless death mission.

Under the eyes of some court eagles and dogs, they were deliberately exposed.

Then attract the court eagle dogs who are chasing the 'cult disciples', and let the truly valuable disciples complete their tasks.

Speaking of which, such a purpose of existence is a little bit better than directly giving it to a fellow monk as a 'war merit'.

But relatively speaking... it's harder.

In fact, it is the most unpleasant task.

As the price of salty fish, after Yang Zhenzhen was 'promoted' to the world of high martial arts, he had to perform such a task in return for the cultivation of the sect.

This is not a deliberate targeting, but the equality of giving and rewarding.

After all...even if it is the righteous sect, there is no reason to be a nanny for a disciple.

Whoosh whoosh...!

Behind Yang Zhenzhen, several arrows flew towards her.

Yang Zhenzhen rolled around like a lazy donkey, dodging the series of shots in embarrassment.

But he was scratched on the face by a thorn in the thorn bush.

In front of Ke Xiaoliang, Yang Zhenzhen, who looked soft and cute, didn't cry out in pain, but dragged his limping legs and continued to run forward.

The task assigned by Shimen is to let her buy time.

So... it can be delayed for a while.

If it is really impossible to escape, then choose to commit suicide or withdraw from the world.

Of course, in the eyes of the aborigines, a monk’s withdrawal from the world is mostly ‘suicide’. In addition, depending on the environment and situation, there will be several options such as coma, obsessive sleep, and retreat.

"You can't run anymore!"

"Tired?"

"Would you like to stop for a while?"

"We promise not to kill you, but you also need to know how to be grateful and cooperate... Do you think it's okay? Little fat girl!" In the forest, a cold voice said in a strange way.

The man in the costume of the Dongchang eunuch led a team of archers, jumping among the treetops, followed by Yang Zhenzhen, like a cat catching a mouse.

Yang Zhenzhen took out a few gunpowder pellets given by the elder from his arms, and threw them vigorously in the direction of the eunuch.

With a violent explosion, several large trees were blown apart.

But the eunuch, like a strange bird, hovered among the trees and escaped the explosion.

"Tang Sect's Thunderbolt Thunderfire... is powerful. It's a pity that you don't have any martial arts, otherwise, if you use hidden weapons to fight it, I will still be afraid." The eunuch continued to speak in a strange voice, but at the same time, he glanced around. , waiting for someone to come to save the little chubby girl in front of her.

Surrounding the spot to fight for aid is an old routine that is often used.

Next, if no one comes to rescue this little fat girl.

The eunuch will use torture to torture her.

Until she was howling and dying.

People from Shenhou Mansion and Ouchi secret agents might act more decisively and avoid such vicious torture.

But the Six Doors, Dongxi Factory, and Jinyiwei... but there is no shortage of harsh methods.

Yang Zhenzhen listened to the voice, but there was no answer. He turned around and pulled out the short dagger hanging from his waist, and leaned against a big tree, waiting for the last moment.

Suddenly, screams erupted one after another in the forest.

A dark, furry thing flew across the air quickly.

Then it bit the necks of several archers.

The eunuch's complexion changed, and the long sword in his hand shook violently, shattered into dozens of pieces, and then struck at the furry thing one after another.

Then he ran away, obviously recognizing the true identity of this furry thing.

Unexpectedly, the furry thing spun in the air, and the scattered hair easily covered the shattered fragments.

"With a sword?"

"This old man hates using swords the most!"

When the voice fell, the eunuch's body was already covered with broken swords.

But it was a furry thing, using its own hair, it threw the broken sword back.

Boom!

The furry thing fell from mid-air.

It fell directly at Yang Zhenzhen's feet.

Yang Zhenzhen can vaguely see that it seems to be a human head.

At this time, the head seemed to have exhausted its strength and was panting.

Blood was oozing from the wound of a flying knife nailed to his forehead.