Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

The next day, there was no sunrise, and only a hazy white mist filled the void in the White Devil Dense Forest, covering a veil of mystery.

The people of the Yan tribe immediately began to clean up the remnants of last night's banquet, and the noise and human voices of "crackling" gradually woke people up from sleep.

As a result, the moment Fan Yunmo opened his eyes, it was still pitch black, and even the soft and rich fragrance swirled around the tip of his nose, and when he got rid of the darkness, he found that he had actually slept on Yan Xueli's body for a night.

Getting up, rubbing his messy hair, a looming, silent shadow suddenly appeared behind him, frightening Fan Yunmo to quickly turn around, thinking who it was.

I saw that Fan Niang was squatting by the bed, carefully inspecting the bedding that the two covered up last night, but found that there was no red abnormality, and she looked at it several times unwillingly, and what she got was nothing.

Fan Niang suddenly spoke out of dissatisfaction, and said stunned: "Mo'er, you didn't do anything all night?"

Fan Yunmo looked at her speechlessly: "Mother, do I have to do something?"

She looked thoughtful, although she didn't have facial features to express an expression, but Fan Yunmo could feel a line of sight, staring deeply at herself, with a trace of doubt, and said bitterly: "Mo'er, shouldn't you dislike your daughter-in-law?" Hearing

this, Yan Xueli's eyelashes on the bed trembled slightly.

"How could it not be disliked."

Fan Yunmo shook his head helplessly and asked, "Mom, why are you so anxious."

She hugged her arms and looked at Fan Yunmo and said, "Naturally, I am waiting to hold my grandson."

These words made Fan Yunmo a little overwhelmed, but the sound of their conversation unconsciously woke up Yan Xueli.

"Holding my grandson... Wait until you become a family.

These words made Yan Xueli's brows loosen slightly.

At the same time, he noticed that there was no warmth in his arms, so he stretched out his hands and groped left and right, but he couldn't find Fan Yunmo, only the residual temperature.

After a period of loss, he slowly got up, and Yan Xueli stretched his lazy waist, vividly showing his front and back figure.

The skin is white as snow, and the lips are red as cherry blossoms.

After waking up, Yan Xueli happened to see Fan Yunmo with breakfast in the room, smiled slightly, lying sideways on the bed with one hand, without any words, just looked at him blankly, and the infatuation in his heart was brewing as always.

Suddenly.

The invisible peach blossom petals fell with the fantasy, and at the same time broke with the warm and jade-like voice of Fan Yunmo.

Fan Yunmo saw her wake up, did not care about her fiery gaze, but said lightly:

"Sister Xueli, it's time to eat."

Yan Xueli lightly opened her red lips: "Here it is." "

The first to set an example is a pair of slender, warm and jade beautiful legs, moist and even, blowing can be broken, and under the skirt step by step.

At this time, the moon white dress is half-concealed, the collarbone mixed with pink is clear and easy to see, feminine and moving, the gait is graceful and luxurious, the green silk is tied up with a headband, and the two locks of hair hang down to the corners of the mouth, looking lazy and delicate.

..........

Finish breakfast.

"Tweet!"

The little fox's innocent cry sounded outside the house, and even though he tried to break free, he was bitten by the restored fox demon by the neck.

Coming to Yan Xueli's residence, the fox demon saw that the two were doing indescribable things, and immediately coughed lightly to hide their embarrassment.

But in fact, Yan Xueli deliberately pressed Fan Yunmo under him, which was nothing more than wanting to taste the honey of the petals, but he was ruthlessly rejected by Fan Yunmo.

Again and again, Fan Yunmo felt that sooner or later, the skin of his mouth would be worn out.

Today's little fox is more rounded than ever, which makes Fan Yunmo quite emotional, and when the little fox saw him, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly climbed to Fan Yunmo and returned to a familiar position.

"Are you heavy?"

The weight on the top of the head became more and more obvious, perhaps because Fan Yunmo was too spoiled, so that the little fox did not say anything about it, and the proud head was slightly raised, looking indifferent and proud.

Still under Yan Xueli's cold gaze, the little fox weakly lowered her head and "chirped", after all, she would not spoil herself, and even the killing intent would come.

At the same time, the fox demon did not go.

A puff of white smoke wrapped its body.

The next moment, what appeared in everyone's eyes was the skinny version of the little fox, and the fox demon after becoming smaller unceremoniously walked into the house of the two, and at the same time told Fan Yunmo his intentions.

Hearing that the little fox was a heavenly fox, Fan Yunmo did not realize the seriousness of the problem until the fox demon claimed that the "heavenly fox" was an existence that the demon clan definitely wanted to get rid of.

Fan Yunmo immediately attacked his heart with anger and almost vomited blood.

"What do you mean?"

The demon fox said: "The sky fox is out, and the demon race is chaotic." The Sky Fox will bring misfortune to the demon race, and his existence will also shake the status of the demon royal family, so the rendering of the Sky Fox is a disaster, either to eliminate it in advance, or to pay all the costs, and also try to eliminate the Sky Fox that has not grown up.

Fan Yunmo heard a lot of news, but still asked unsurely: "That is to say... As long as it is a demon clan, they all want to kill the little fox?

The fox demon nodded: "Almost."

Fan Yunmo looked at it with a surprised expression: "In that case, then you still ..........." Isn't

it a demon race itself?

The fox demon saw his doubts, but it turned out to be a proud gesture and said: "The old man is different, he has long betrayed the demon clan, and now he is a free demon. Fan

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

He couldn't see any difference, but instead felt that the fox demon was extremely excited, as if he wanted to make the demon clan chaotic.

So, the fox demon explained a few more words to Fan Yunmo.

"Boy, anyway, you know to be careful, I also learned about the birth of the Sky Fox from a woman of the same race, it seems to be called....... Ghost, I heard that he is a killer in the mundane. Fan

Yunmo didn't know what he was thinking, and bowed to it.

"Thank you."

After the fox demon left, Fan Yunmo looked back at the little fox who was happy and lazy on the table, and Yan Xueli, who was sitting obediently on the side, holding his face in his jade hand and looking at him obsessively.

He stood there and fell silent for a while.

So........ Why are all the bad things rushed to me, shouldn't it be that Zeng Yeye noticed something? Think I'm the protagonist, plagued by bad luck?

Fan Yunmo began to doubt himself, after all, it was he who could make a person completely unlucky all the way.

Whether it was the most advanced to the beginning of the White Demon Dense Forest, encountering fox demons and spirit rabbits, several people from the lecherous Rock Clan, and finally the Demon Sea Tide, everything happened too suddenly, so that Fan Yunmo was not even prepared to react.

Not only that, but also the little fox sent by the master, the beautiful person he has chosen now, and the friends he has made.

Thinking about it now, he found out: one is the daughter of destiny, the heavenly fox, the lone star of heaven....... It seems that they are not normal, they can no longer be regarded as bad luck, they are simply bad luck!

He hurried to find Fanniang.

"Mom, do I have the smell of bad luck on me?"

In case of endless trouble, immediately find a mother.

Fan Niang was teasing the little fox at the moment, and when she heard the sound, she looked up at him seriously, and then said solemnly: "It is indeed a little, but it doesn't matter, it will dissipate in a few hours."

Fan Yunmo breathed a sigh of relief, just when he was still struggling with why his luck was so bad.

Jian Ruthless had already carried the sword on his way to him.

"I don't know if the little junior brother will be addicted to beauty, and his strength will be greatly reduced."

Before Jian Ruthless, he could see at a glance that Fan Yunmo's cultivation was still in the first layer of the Heavenly Spring Realm, according to the past, he should have stepped into the second layer at this time, even if Fan Yunmo Yuanyang was not leaked, but he was still a little worried.

On the way, he was secretly sent by many Yan Clan girls, after all, the sword ruthlessly needs strength and strength, and the brain must have strength.

Although people are more kind, it is precisely because of this that talents are easy to fool.

Unfortunately, without exception, they were ignored by him.

Because the sword's ruthless heart could only contain the sword, and there were sect master brothers, there was nothing else to ask for, and there was no idea.

.........

At this moment, in the practice hall of the Yan Clan, countless men are punching and sweating, red fruit on the upper body, strange patterns spread on their flesh.

And on the other side of the field.

Bang -

pong bang, fire splash!

The powerful sword sound was heavy, and the Chiyang sword attached to the blade was like a demon Yue suppression, almost making Fan Yunmo gasp and almost kneel on the ground.

The terrifying coercion made all the Yan Clan men on the martial arts training ground couldn't help but look in a certain direction.

Originally, they were disdainful of foreigners, after all, the body plate looked very soft, until they saw that the sword was ruthless, the sword technique was vast and the flesh was strong, it was simply the object of reverence in their hearts.

Who said that sword cultivation can't practice body?

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, and Fan Yunmo corresponds to each other.

The petals fell, but they were quickly burned by a raging fire.

Waves of air that blew through the air carried an icy cold blow, like a sharp sword slashing through.

"Big Brother Sword

is so strong" On the sidelines, a female cultivator from a foreign country exclaimed: "That Yunling Sect's junior brother can actually support more than a dozen rounds, and it is so powerful. "

It is rumored that Yunling Zong Fan Yunmo Thirteen entered the Heavenly Spring, and it is still the true legend of the Taoyuan Peak Sword Immortal, and it really works."

The group of cultivators who walked ruthlessly with the sword completely sighed, they were all forty-fifty years old, their cultivators were all on the third or fourth level of the Heavenly Spring, and they were all gifted geniuses in ordinary sects.

But since they saw Yan Hao, as well as Fan Yunmo, they thoroughly felt the gap that their efforts could not catch up.

Buzz -

when the sword cries stop.

The sword ruthlessly slowly withdrew the Chiyang sword, stretched out to pick up Fan Yunmo who had collapsed to the ground, patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Little junior brother, I thought your strength would be stumbling, it seems that I have overthought it."

Fan Yunmo smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Sword Blind, you can actually ask directly..." As

a result, he had to use a competition to verify his strength.

At this time, Fan Yunmo suddenly noticed a wistful gaze.

He searched for a moment and saw a gaze outside the field, staring straight at him, and this person was the woman who was wearing a crimson robe yesterday.

Fan Yunmo learned from the ruthless mouth of the sword that this woman's name was "Fan Yanxia", she was a rare doctor in the cultivation world, and the mysterious needlework in one hand was even more ingenious, rejuvenating and reviving the dead, belonging to the ancient tradition.

Thousands of years ago, when the physician was in his heyday, he was the most sacred existence in the cultivation world, and no one dared to infringe on every word and deed in the nine days and ten lands, until the birth of the pill medicine master, the long-standing balance was broken, and the position of physician came to an end.

"Senior brother, why is she always staring at me."

Fan Yunmo asked in a whisper in Jian Ruthless's ear.

"You said Sister Xia?" Jian Ruthlessly replied, "It may be that you are more interested in the little junior brother." "

Huh?"

At the same time, Yan Xue's bright eyes swept the entire martial arts training ground, taking the admiring expressions of all the women and men into his eyes, deeply chilled and cold, Dai frowned slightly, clenched his fists and held on.

In an instant, the momentum was like a cold thorn, which made the people nearby couldn't help but shiver, but fortunately, Fan Yunmo noticed her abnormality, so he hurriedly pulled Yan Xueli to leave.

Meanwhile.

Yanhou looked at the lost Yan Hao and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Hao sighed softly, did not make a sound, and when he thought of Yan Xueli's comfortable low singing last night, he unconsciously felt distressed.

"Monkey, my fairy she is defiled." Yan Hao raised his hand and said in distraught: "I thought I wouldn't care, but when I saw and listened with my own eyes, I always felt that I had lost something."

Yanhou suddenly realized, patted him on the shoulder and said, "So the boss, instead of taking someone else's wretched wife, it's better to marry Yan Xiaomei next door."

"Besides, you can't beat people."

Yan Hao wanted to refute, but thought about it..... I don't seem to be able to beat it.

...........

It was night, the sky was dark, and the Yan tribe became the only bright light in a hundred miles.

"The sword is merciless."

"Yes!" Jian Ruthless was carefully wiping his Chiyang Sword in the house, but suddenly welcomed an uninvited guest.

"Sister Xia, what's the matter?"

The sword is ruthless, but he is especially afraid of the smoke.

Cultivation is unfathomable, and the body technique is even better.

As early as when they met, he was conquered by Fan Yanxia's needlework, almost tying him into a hedgehog, and even his hands and feet were inexplicably unable to move, and Fan Yanxia was holding a cold knife, which made people have an indescribable shudder, as if they wanted to cut their own lives.

Fortunately, Jian Ruthless had a Dao order hanging from his waist at that time, and Fan Yanxia did not dare to take him.

Fan Yanxia said coldly: "Tell me everything about your little junior brother, whether it is origin, age, gender, and place of origin....... Come through the channel. Although

Jian Ruthless didn't know what she wanted to do, according to Fan Yanxia's habit of dissecting with a knife when she saw a corpse in the past, it was inevitable that he would plead for Fan Yunmo: "Sister Xia, let my little junior brother go..."