Devil Seeds

Why there is no Xiao Nu, this is a thought-provoking question.

In fact, some people have noticed this problem for a long time.

It's just that they hold back, they don't talk.

As for the answer... everyone has one in mind, as for who is right, it depends on who can find the evidence.

But at this moment, Ke Xiaoliang finally put on his new vest and came out of the arena again.

The winter is over, everything is back to spring, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are full of peaches and plums.

Winding through the mountains, like a blue jade belt, the water of the Qingjiang River hovering in the land of everlasting sun reflects the pink of the mountains, which is extraordinarily romantic and freehand.

In the depths of the deep cave, there is still the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong.

From the depths of pink peach blossoms and snow-white pear blossoms, a girl wearing a bi-color skirt and carrying a green bamboo basket walked out. In her left hand, she held a long blue strange fish with a duckbill. The potatoes and asparagus came out.

With light steps, he went out around the forest and walked slowly towards the river.

This green-clothed girl was originally very beautiful, her small face was fleshy, pink and white, and between Gu Pan, she had the charm of a girl and the style of a little woman, switching back and forth between her eyebrows and eyes.

But I saw this girl approaching the river, standing under a pear tree, letting the petals sweep down her shoulders, staring at the rushing river, with a smile on her lips, with a very good mood, two small pear dimples , under the embellishment of pear blossoms, it is very attractive, the ruddy lips are slightly pursed, it seems to be a little angry, and then it seems to think of something, Hanhan smiles the little grievance just now, They dispersed.

Stretching out her hand to catch the petals blown down from the treetops by the wind, the girl curled her fingertips and turned the petals into hidden weapons for speeding, cutting through the long river surface, bringing out a series of paths on the river surface. Deep water marks.

This seemingly delicate and tender girl has such a profound skill.

Even in today's martial arts world, where high-end martial arts are flourishing, it is rare for a girl of her age to have such skill.

Just when the girl relieved herself, a figure was seen in the distance, stepping on the bow of a lone boat without using oars or pennies, and the small boat was galloping towards the river bank where he was. Come.

Seeing the figure on the galloping boat, the grievance on the girl's mouth disappeared completely.

With a touch of the lotus feet, people are already blowing towards the boat like a gust of green wind.

"Brother Ke...Xiao! Why are you coming back late?"

The person who came was Ke Xiaoliang who had already transformed into Xiao Nu.

Ke Xiaoliang stretched out his ape arms, took the girl into his arms, and then scratched her nose with his fingers.

"It's not for you, a snack foodie."

"I ran hundreds of miles on the waterway, and bought you old Zhang's water-milled tofu." Although Ke Xiaoliang could get anything he wanted with a wave of his sleeve, wouldn't that be less emotional?

The girl is naturally Yang Zhenzhen.

She was pure-hearted, she didn't know why Ke Xiaoliang would incarnate into a stranger and let her call him 'Brother Xiao'.

She never thinks too much about it.

It's not because she's stupid, but because she trusts Ke Xiaoliang enough.

I trust so much that there will be no doubts or doubts about his arrangements and statements.

Seeing Yang Zhenzhen's face full of joy at the moment, cute and charming, Ke Xiaoliang's mood moved slightly.

I almost couldn't bear it anymore, gave up the next plot plan, and put all the arrangements on hold for the time being.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the meandering Qingjiang River continued to flow.

The sound of weapons clanging in the cave continued to resound.

And on the mountain road not far away, a big man covered in blood ran over, holding a Daguan knife in his hand, which is rare in the Jianghu.

Although he was seriously injured, he didn't see the big man throwing down the heavy weapon in his hand, but continued to gallop with the Daguan Dao, spilling blood all the way.

Upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to find that the man tied up the intestines that flowed out of his belly and stuffed them in the wound, showing a bit of bravery.

The two people who followed behind the big man looked like they were prematurely aging. They both had white hair, but they were only dressed as middle-aged people. They had obviously practiced some special methods and exchanged their lifespan for cultivation.

The three of them were coming fast, as fast as a meteor.

But in the blink of an eye, two people approached.

But in an instant, the person who was chasing closer couldn't bear the murderous intent, and raised his hand to shoot out a cloud of silver light.

The big man running in front was already exhausted. Although he heard the sound of the breaking wind behind him, he forcibly propped up some zhenqi to defend his back, but he was still pierced by the silver needle designed to break the body's zhenqi. Qi defense, piercing into the back one by one, sealing several key points.

While running, he saw the two of Ke Xiaoliang who were approaching the shore.

But I heard the big man shout: "Two retreat quickly, don't delay here, you will hurt your life."

After saying that, he gave up running and turned around abruptly, swiping the Daguan knife in his hand, as if he was about to fight for his life.

The two who were chasing all the way shot together.

Under the joint attack, both palms vibrated the Daguan Dao in the big man's hand, forcing him to retreat.

As the zhenqi reverberated, the broken flowers in the mountain stream were scattered and flew in all directions. The zhenqi connected to the artistic conception of the palm technique, making a roar like a wild beast, but startled the birds in the mountains and forests.

The big man holding the Daguan Dao was slapped several times on the body, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and rolled to the riverside, where half of his body was soaked in the river water, staining the surrounding river red.

Seeing this, Yang Zhenzhen clenched his small fists, but looked up at Ke Xiaoliang, his small eyes shining brightly.

Ke Xiaoliang smiled, but did not speak yet.

However, one of the two pursuers said: "The two passers-by dolls don't have deep skills, should we kill them all?"

Another person said: "Let's ask first, if you are a monk, you don't need to. Killing is useless, and grudges are for nothing."

After finishing speaking, the man continued to speak to Ke Xiaoliang and Yang Zhenzhen: "You two fellow Taoists, where are you from?"

Ke Xiaoliang still didn't answer, he seemed to hear clearly every day, but he didn't seem to recognize what the two were talking about.

"Looking at his appearance, he must have been misled by our words. It's not a monk... kill him!" said the pursuer who spoke before.

Ke Xiaoliang nodded at Yang Zhenzhen.

Yang Zhenzhen immediately showed joy.

Then reach out and grab it.

The Daguan knife that fell by the river fell into the palm of Yang Zhenzhen.

Then he slashed fiercely with a knife.

Where the light of the knife passes, not a blade of grass grows.

It's hard to imagine that such a fierce and unparalleled sword technique came from such a delicate and lovely girl.

Even more unbelievable is the strength of its true energy.

This accumulation of zhenqi would take an ordinary person to practice day and night for hundreds of years, but the girl swayed it easily, cutting it down with a single knife... as if she wanted to separate the mountain and Jiangdu together with the two of them.

The two people who were chasing and killing the big man suddenly showed panic.

At the same time, they all have doubts... There are famous and surnamed aboriginal masters in the Jianghu, they are all familiar with it, and they have never heard of such a girl who is good at swordsmanship!

Amid doubts, the sword came to him.

The two were decapitated at the same time.

Speeding's heads collided with each other in mid-air, and then saw Ke Xiaoliang's lonely face.

"This face...why does it seem...somewhat familiar?"

Goodnight everybody!