Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

Since ancient Shuangwen thousands, the auction house picked up the leak and was intercepted and killed half of the plot, in order to increase the protagonist's external plug-in and the face plot to show the strength, it can only be said that the auction house plot must be one of the plots that Shuangwen cannot be less, and Fan Yunmo only felt troublesome, pulled Yan Xueli and chose to take a detour, not wanting to mix too much.

And casually on the road met a brother who hung Langdang, looks like a dog, and even intends to tease the protagonist, then you must not let him go, otherwise it is a small one who is old and a standard brainless matryoshka doll.

More is better than less, but if something happens, it must be cut off from the beginning.

In the streets and alleys, Brother Gongzi can also be regarded as a tall horse, but he is completely weaker than Fan Yunmo in terms of momentum, and he is unknowingly forced into the alley.

Brother Gongzi glanced at the imposing girl on the side of the young man, the noble and cold appearance was addictive, the slender water snake waist hid the mystery, and the mysterious curve made people want to conquer the peak to experience a taste.

Covetous fiery eyes full of salivation, noble temperament she is completely different from the woman she has played, the feeling full of conquest is the most deadly poison, unbearable, love the daughter like life Brother Gongzi knows that he can not operate secretly, his mind is hot, he looks down at the two with his chest and condescendingly, and said coldly: "Do you know who this prince is!?"

As soon as the words fell, a token flung in his face.

"You!"

The hot pain in his face made him angry.

He grabbed the token, instinctively wanted to export angrily, did not want to glance at the token, and for a while the anger was instantly extinguished by a basin of cold water, and his face was solemn.

For a long time, Brother Gongzi grabbed the token and unwillingly squeezed out the cruel words from between his teeth, staring at Fan Yunmo fiercely like a hatred and shouting: "You are a disciple of the Yunling Sect, as long as I kill you here, no one will know what I did!" Fan

Yunmo looked at him strangely, and felt that he was careless, because this is a brainless cannon fodder, who will only try to achieve his goal, and has no intelligence at all.

"You want to kill me?"

Fan Yunmo's face was gloomy.

This is Wind Chime City, located at the foot of the Yunling Sect, and is under the jurisdiction and protection of Yunling disciples, and the bad guys who are not many in the usual days are now even worse, and whenever Yun Mo casually sends a transmission note, there are many senior brothers and sisters to help, and he doesn't understand his brain circuits at all, is it really a brainless blow?

"Uncle Li!"

Brother Gongzi shouted into the air.

The long night is long, and the gongs and drums outside the alley are noisy, but the alley is very quiet.

A strange dark wind whistled at the mouth of the alley, extinguishing the glow on the street outside the alley, so that the alley could only see each other's figures under the moonlight, eerie and cold.

At the mouth of the alley, under the bright light of the moon wheel, a messenger in a black robe was tightly wrapped, revealing only two pairs of sharp eyes, revealing indifferent and ruthless eyes, and a shocking scar was imprinted on the eye socket, looking like a ruthless figure.

"Uncle Li, kill him! Female stay! Seeing

the black robe, Brother Gongzi looked overjoyed and immediately gave him an order.

The black-robed Uncle Li man rushed towards him without saying anything, and just when Brother Gongzi showed a smug treacherous smile, the black robe did not strike at the two of them, but directly carried his back collar and turned and ran.

"Uncle Li! What are you doing! "

Gongzi, Yunlingzong, can't be messed with."

His deep voice is like an empty wood with vicissitudes, echoing the erosion from the years.

Seeing this, Fan Yunmo turned out the talisman from his sleeve and swung out one yellowed ancient talisman after another towards the void, and in an instant, the invisible barrier was like a cage of imprisonment, and there was no intention of letting them escape at all, that was undoubtedly to let the tiger return to the mountain.

Barriers cut them off from the outside world.

The black robe looked gloomy, turned around and said in a deep voice: "Little friend, it's over." "

Sen Ran's imposing momentum is like an abyss ice cave, a pair of sharp eyes are deep and cold, and the fierce eyes are obviously a ruthless lord, and his blood is awe-inspiring, indicating that he has killed many people.

Fan Yunmo did not feel the slightest panic when he was stared at, but stood forward to protect Yan Xueli, and smiled: "Yunling disciples are not afraid of things, let alone people who are looking for trouble, since this young man wants to kill me and kill him, then I naturally want to kill him and kill him." "

The black robe is silent, since the ancients in the cultivation world do not offend me and I do not offend, but if you have a vendetta, you must naturally cut the grass and remove the roots, which is the most basic knowledge, looking at him and praising him slightly: "I want to come to the family teacher to teach well, but don't forget, sometimes you must know how to stop in moderation, and spare people and spare people, otherwise you will be cocooned and self-bound!" As

he spoke, the black robe no longer said much, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he took out his dagger like a cannonball, the alley was narrow but very long, and the dagger in his hand shone with a dazzling cold light, like a bright moon in the night, and the green-faced fangs turned into hunting bats and swooped!

Quick victory, this is his only thought, otherwise I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out of Wind Chime City.

The killing intent rushed into the sky, the momentum was like a monstrous wave, and the barrier wandered and rippled, as if digesting the turbulent cultivation coercion, which could not affect the outside world at all, otherwise it would have already alarmed the other Yunling disciples in Wind Chime City.

"I'm sorry, my master once taught me that only those who are weak are cocooned and self-bound, and those who are strong are called catching turtles in an urn."

Fan Yunmo's smiling eyes slowly opened at this moment, and a chill was cold and piercing, making the black-robed pupils slightly distracted, and the hand holding the dagger came from the trembling of the soul.

At this moment, he....... There is a foreboding feeling in my heart that something is about to happen.

Suddenly.

Enchanting colors are born in mid-air.

It's a breath-taking beauty.

The black robe saw a blooming peach blossom tree blooming in front of his eyes, like a dream, so beautiful that people would stop breathing, concentrate, not wanting to break the moment of his bloom, and look mesmerized.

He did not dare to ignore any detail, or even forget the purpose in the first place.

Next second.

Flowers bloom and fall all over the sky.

The sky full of peach blossom petals flew in front of his eyes, cutting through sharp daggers, sharp eyes, and tenacious and unyielding bodies.

He forgot the hustle and bustle of all things in the world, far from the hustle and bustle, fluttering willows, drowned in the sea of flowers.

Kneeling on the ground, like waking up from a dream, when the eyes of the black robe regained their luster, he found that his left arm had died, and the bloody dripping fell on the cold bluestone slab, drop after drop, blooming on the ground into one gorgeous pear blossom after another, and the trance peach blossom tree had disappeared.

His face hidden under his robe showed a bitter smile, but his eyes that had been eroded by the years revealed a different brilliance, because he was actually injured by a teenager who was only fifteen years old, which made him even more eager to see his future appearance.

"You... It is a disciple of the Yunling Sect. The black robe covered the wound of his lost left arm, the pain made his voice tremble, and he gritted his teeth in pain, and faced the boy with a straight posture.

Fan Yunmo glanced at him and said indifferently: "Taoyuan Peak."

Saying that, he walked straight towards Brother Gongzi, who fell to the ground in shock.

"Sure enough." The black robe smiled bitterly: "Peach Blossom Sword Technique, prestige is far away, it should be so..." In

the rear, Brother Gongzi looked at Fan Yunmo who was slowly walking with a sword with a look of horror, the scabbard sparked on the ground, and the momentum was fierce as if he wanted to behead him before he was willing to stop, he was scared to incontinence, and finally he fainted directly to the ground.

Fan Yunmo: "............."

Even if he faints, Fan Yunmo can't let him go, let alone his presumptuous gaze, and vicious orders, you don't need to think about it to know that he is a habitual offender, so he smiled and fed him a strangely black elixir, and casually let the black robe do a set of operations for him before letting the two leave.

Before leaving, Fan Yunmo smiled and instructed the black robe: "In the future, take care of your family master, this time it is good to meet me, if it is someone else, I am afraid that he will already die." "

The black-robed hands and feet were abolished, and the unconscious Gongzi brother didn't know how to answer when he heard this.......... You say he is kind and does not kill him; You say he is cruel and picky; He even gave him an unknown elixir, I am afraid that his son's life will be more painful than death in the future.

"Also, if you want to take revenge, come to the Taoyuan Peak of the Yunling Sect, my sister is the head of a sect, and my master is the first seat of a peak." Fan Yunmo said calmly, "And I am the youngest disciple in the sect. "

.............." The black robe gritted his teeth, regretting it, if Fan Yunmo had said so earlier, then he would have pulled Gongzi to run when he died..........

..........

After an interlude.

Fan Yunmo lowered his head and looked at the blood-stained bluestone slab, fell into a short silence, flicked his clothes, and withdrew the Xuantie sword into the storage ring, and the bright eyes hidden under his hair had unknown ripples.

Suddenly, he turned to look at Yan Xueli, who had been waiting for him in place, and asked, "Sister Xueli, do you think I'm cruel?" When

Yan Xueli heard this, she shook her head and said, "If Yun Mo you don't have the strength to resist, then it's you who dies, and it's me who dies, and you didn't do anything wrong."

Fan Yunmo was silent for a moment, and smiled with relief: "That's what I said."

He let out a long sigh, to be honest, pretending is still quite cool, no wonder the protagonists of Shuangwen like to hit the scene in the face, and now this feeling.

Yan Xueli came over and touched his head, and said, "Yun Mo, you are doing well, if you are coveted, I will not only break her hands and feet, I will also imprison her, torture, and then..."

Fan Yunmo interrupted her, casually patted her jade hand, looked up at Yan Xueli, who felt slightly strange, and asked, "Sister Xueli, how do I feel that you are very familiar with these looks?"

Yan Xueli smiled slightly, did not answer, but asked curiously: "By the way, Yun Mo, what is the elixir you just fed him?"

"It's nothing, it's just a pill that can't make a man show his majesty, if he wants to stand up in the future, he can only be a craftsman, as for harming others." Fan Yunmo smiled proudly: "He doesn't have to think about it, just stop cooking." "