I Just Want To Be Quiet

The two communicated like ordinary friends chatting, but their moves were getting more and more fierce, and the fighting became more and more fierce!

Whether it was Li Lieyue or Yan Mingwei, they did not use any magic or magic weapon tacitly.

Both sides fist back and forth, use their legs and feet together, the more the fight gets more intense.

Soon, in the darkness, pieces of clothing flew, and the crystal white shoulders and waists and legs were exposed, becoming more and more snow-skinned, enchanting and slender; the hair was fluttering and fluttering between the loose ring pendants and the jingle.

The sound of ping-pong-pong was endless, and the ground around was trampled with pits and pits, but no matter how fierce the shot, the two deliberately avoided the most central Peiling.

"Li Yaonv, is your Nine Tribulations crossing smoothly?"

"It's okay, Junior Brother Pei arrived in time, relieved a lot, without any worries."

"Indeed, thanks to Fellow Daoist Pei who arrived in time this time."

"Next, wait for Junior Brother Pei to finish."

"That ghost has been controlled by Fellow Daoist Pei, I don't think it will take long..."

Boom boom boom...

The movement of fists and palms intersected constantly, and the fierce wind roared.

At this moment, Pei Ling gradually frowned when he noticed that his two Taoists suddenly fought.

The pink bride in the dream stood quietly in front of him, and only the Fang Xipa covering her head was left, and she would be able to run [Mahasa Yanjuan] immediately!

Just now...

When his mind turned, Pei Ling had to stop the business in the dream, but considering that if he woke up directly like this, it would be difficult to explain whether it was Senior Sister Li or Yan Minghua.

then…

"puff!"

Pei Ling suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, her breath decayed in an instant, and the [Mist of the Underworld] suddenly rolled violently.

boom! !

At this time, Li Lieyue and Yan Minghua slapped another palm, and the powerful force swept away in all directions. Only the side facing Pei Ling was blown out by the two at the same time, completely annihilated.

"Humhhhhhh..." The strong wind was everywhere, and the two of them retreated at the same time. Both were shaken back more than a dozen steps before they could stand firm.

They were about to continue fighting when they saw the darkness disappear suddenly, and their visions were no longer blocked, and the scene was huge, clear, like a palm pattern.

Both were stunned. Even if they noticed that Pei Ling's breath was disturbed, they seemed to be seriously injured.

"Junior Brother Pei, what's going on?" Li Lieyue asked immediately through voice transmission. The black dress was like night, fluttering like a butterfly, and instantly appeared on Pei Ling's right side, taking out the pill while guarding the surroundings.

At the same time, the gorgeous skirts were like flowers blooming, and they immediately thanked Yan Mingwei, showing the figure of Yan Mingwei. She stood on Pei Ling’s left side and quickly took out the [Evil Flag] to prevent any accidents. Her voice was soft, The voice of concern said: "Friend Daoist Pei, is the injury serious?"

Hearing this, Pei Ling glanced at the two of them, but saw that Li Lieyue’s long hair was loose, and the black gauze skirt was in tatters. His shoulders, arms, waist, and slender, crystal-clear calves were all exposed, and there were still a few places. , The clothes are faltering, fluttering and fluttering, like a butterfly trapped, weak and weak, seeming to go with the wind at any time.

And Yan Mingwei, also unclothed, with layers of gorgeous dresses, has already been torn into strands by the fingers of the fist wind, showing her slim and slim figure. The various hairpin rings that were originally surrounded by green beads, the already lost seven or eighty-eight, look at the sideburns with fluffy hair, and the green clouds are pouring down, don't have a lazy and reckless amorous feelings.

He couldn't help but secretly said that it is a pity, if there is only one person...

Thinking about this, Peiling deliberately replied with a hoarse voice: "I won, this is just the last counterattack of the ghost."

With that said, he made a move and took Hipa into his hand.

The complex and gorgeous Hipa did not resist at all, as if it were just a very ordinary veil.

Seeing that Pei Ling was okay, Li Lieyue and Yan Minghua secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The two only felt that the surrounding scene had changed, and in a blink of an eye, they appeared in the luxurious and cold sedan chair.

This sedan chair has a blood-red color inside, with gold embroidery all over the sedan wall, inlaid with gold and jade, it is extremely luxurious, and there is a faint and cold fragrance that quietly diffuses.

Pei Ling hugged the two of them, appeared directly above the theme, and said briefly: "Go back to the teahouse!"

After speaking, he leaned on the chariot and "fainted" just right.

Seeing this scene, Li Lieyue was slightly startled, always feeling that something was wrong.

Yan Minghua was also about to ask something, but seeing that Pei Ling seemed to be hurt too badly, he had to give up.

In the sedan chair, she fell silent for a while.

The white mist was thick and cold, and the blood-red sedan chair flew silently across it.

The sedan chair is painted with golden lacquer and engraved with countless flowers, birds, insects and beasts. The continuous patterns of pomegranate and melon are all over the body, and inlaid with countless glaze paintings. The scenes in the painting are vivid and lifelike. The embroidered "囍" small palace lanterns are surrounded by bright yellow tassels, hanging beside the sedan, with gold embroidered mandarin ducks playing in the water and a lotus sedan suit waving in the wind. [Note] The sedan will fly out of the drying field unimpededly and head towards the teahouse.

The muddy ground where the broken porcelain and bones interlaced was quickly thrown down, and the blood-red color suddenly disappeared as the mist surged.

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The fog is as thick as boiling.

When the gushing rushed, they suddenly separated, as if being cut out, three figures walked out.

The leader has a green shirt standing upright, holding a whisk in his hand, with a handsome face, and a middle-aged appearance. Two young men followed one on the left and one on the right. The man’s linen shoes, without any decoration, only carried a black sword. When he looked around, his eyes were shining, like lightning, extremely sharp.

It is Fu Xuanxu and Zhongkui that are more thorny and Ning Wuye.

Looking at the thick white mist around them and the soft and cold muddy ground under their feet, the three of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally out!

This place of law is really dangerous. If it weren’t for the [Arms to Carry the Way] taught by the predecessors of Mo, it could weaken the law of this place, they would be trapped in this place for a lifetime, it would be possible!

Thinking of this, Fu Xuanxu calmed his mind and said: "Go back to the teahouse first, and then use the power of Farue to change some cards with Senior Mo, and then go to Sister Yan."

Finally Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye nod their heads at the same time. Their natal magic weapon can only hold so much power of the law now. Next, go to Junior Sister Yan, and it is likely that you will need to use [Apparatus to Carry Tao], no matter what the situation is. In an emergency, you have to go back to the teahouse first...

So finally Kui Yueji said: "Okay!"

Ning Wuye said solemnly: "Then don't delay, go back quickly."

Fu Xuanxu took out the compass, recognized the direction, and quickly led the two towards the teahouse.

The white mist fluttered, like a heavy veil, and instantly flicked away the three figures.

[Note] Recommend Baidu "Wangong Sedan", exquisitely beautiful.