Predecessors all over the world

There was a heavy blow outside the window.

Zhuo Yu fell asleep for a deep sleep, woke up and sweated, and his body became much more relaxed. He wanted to get up to change his clothes, but found that his clothes were on the smoke cage not far away, several feet away from him, so he decided to reach out.

Arrived.

He had to look at Yin Miaomiao who was meditating on the couch: "Girl, my clothes..."

"It's there." Yin Miaomiao opened his eyes and nodded his mouth.

Zhuo Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Please take it for me."

Yin Miaomiao didn't want to interrupt his practice, so he said lazily: "I just close my eyes." As he said that, he really closed his eyelids, looking like "I don't look at you casually."

"I'd better ask the girl to help me." Zhuo Yu paused, and asked this. It was not that he could not be naked in front of others. On the contrary, whether it was bathing or changing clothes, there were palace maids to serve him.

However, how could those palace maids compare with her? It was a great offense to her that they were not well-dressed. She could not care, but he could not be polite.

Seeing that he was firm in his attitude, Yin Miaomiao had to stay and get his clothes for him: "There is still a little more tide."

"It's okay, thank you girl." Zhuo Yu turned his back to her and began to dress clumsily.

Yin Miaomiao saw his hard work and said, "These are all details, don't worry too much."

"The girl is a person outside the world, so she can naturally be careless." Zhuo Yu reluctantly put on his clothes and said seriously, "But if I can't treat him with courtesy, it's my fault."

Yin Miaomiao was silent for a while and said slowly: "That's really sorry, the clothes I changed for you."

Zhuo Yu's hand, wearing a belt, froze and looked at her in disbelief. He thought it was the clothes she asked someone to change, so how could it be her own hands?

Yin Miaomiao saw his question: "When you came, your clothes were all wet. I originally wanted to find someone to change your clothes, but I can't be sure if your clothes will arouse suspicion from others, so..."

The material of the clothes Zhuo Yu wore was very special, as if there were dragon patterns embroidery. To be cautious, she didn't ask anyone to come and did it herself. So, she saw everything she should see, and she saw what she shouldn't see too.

It's right.

The little emperor has a good figure^_^

Zhuo Yu was silent for a moment and let out a sigh of relief: "Miss is kind, I am very grateful. Things have come to this point, if..." If your reputation is damaged by me, I am willing to take all the responsibility. He wants to say that, but he said, "

When I heard that I was now a stray dog. I really wanted to repay you. I would like to show my sincerity after I took back the throne.

Yin Miaomiao looked at his careful appearance and found it both fresh and interesting: "You are really interesting."

This "meaning" is not a teasing, but she sincerely felt that he had attracted her as a man, perhaps because she had never been in contact with men in feudal society, or perhaps because he was a unique emperor...

What, her feelings for him have undergone some subtle changes.

"It's very interesting." She said, unable to help laughing.

Zhuo Yu was confused by her smile and felt palpitations for a moment. He knew she was beautiful when he first saw her, but perhaps the scene of her killing under the moon was too terrifying. Even if there was Fan Ji's joke, it was mostly out of a kind

Consideration of interests of "all heroes and beauties in the world enter the Heavenly Family".

But at this moment, his emotions changed and he had the idea of ​​being intimate.

The taste in this has never been seen in my life.

The atmosphere became ambiguous for a moment.

The attraction between men and women is invisible. Even without a word, the transmission of eye waves and the smile on the corners of lips are enough to make both parties notice the change in the relationship.

Yin Miaomiao chuckled again and sat back on the couch: "Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

Zhuo Yu woke up from his dream, clenched his fist and coughed lightly on his lips, and walked away from the screen as if nothing had happened. When he came out, Yin Miaomiao instructed him again: "The medicine on the stove is almost done, go and drink it."

Working like this is a bit mature twice, he consciously took a bowl by himself, poured out the medicinal juice from the clay pot and drank it. His body became slightly hot and his limbs warmed up.

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help laughing: "Who do you sleep more...?" She felt something strange in her mind, and without thinking, she immediately rushed to the door.

Two wooden doors were kicked open with a slam.

Five masked men in black came. When they entered the door, they saw them. The five of them had a tacit understanding and divided three people to deal with Yin Miaomiao, and the two went to encircle Zhuo Yu.

Yin Miaomiao stretched out his wrist, and with a thought, the red line on his wrist twisted as if he was alive, then he rushed out like Ni Lian, and strangled a man in black with one blow.

One member died in one breath. The other four people looked at each other and saw a look of horror in each other's eyes. But as a dead soldier, he would become a good man if he failed. He would die when he returned to report his life.

spell.

Yin Miaomiao tried to pour the warm current in his body into the red line. It looked like a fire snake again. Its tail hooked the back of the neck of the man in black, and the burning snake head penetrated the eyebrows.

The enemy fell to the ground and died with his eyes closed.

Yin Miaomiao's mood was a bit complicated. She could be 100% sure that she was herself, and Hong Shi must have been her friend who had been a few years old.

Only a person who is used to beating a zombie and subconsciously feels that a headshot can truly destroy the other party, will use such a trick.

The other three were not spared either.

The flames made them hinder their hands and feet and dared not get in close contact. Although their swords were made of fine iron, they did not hurt the red line at all.

completely annihilated.

Just as Yin Miaomiao wanted to withdraw the red line, he caught a flash of blue light from the corner of his eyes. His body's reaction was much faster than his brain: "What?"

Before he finished speaking, the red line turned into a red light and chased after it. Soon, it rolled up something wrapped in Lan Yingying.

Yin Miaomiao looked at the blue butterfly tied tightly by the red thread in surprise: "What is this?"

"Immortal, fairy, please spare me!" A pitiful face appeared among the dark blue butterfly wings, with curved willow-leaf eyebrows and a small face as big as a rice grain. If it weren't for the butterfly wings, it would be a little beauty.

Zhuo Yu was so shocked that he almost had a cardiac arrest: "Monster!"

Yin Miaomiao narrowed her eyes: "What are you?"

"Fairy, please spare me. I am driven by others and I have no choice but to be harmed." The butterfly beauty cried so hard that the pear blossoms were raining, and tears fell on the back of Yin Miaomiao's hand like raindrops.

Yin Miaomiao was about to ask, but suddenly heard a sound of porcelain shattering outside the door. When he looked up, a servant living in the next yard smashed his job and shouted heart-wrenchingly: "Damn, it's dead."

!" He howled and ran out staggeringly.

"Go away quickly." Yin Miaomiao pinched the butterfly in the palm of his hand, and quickly touched the man in black's wallet and weapon with his other hand, and stuffed it to Zhuo Yu in a nutshell, "Hold it."

Zhuo Yu had no time to express his opinion, and saw her roll up the quilt on the bed and said calmly: "Come with me."

Yin Miaomiao had already figured out the terrain of the post station, turned to the stable, and then under Zhuo Yu's gaze, he stole the carriage of the outside official without changing his face.

"Get in." She pushed Zhuo Yu and the quilt into it. Without waiting for him to sit firmly, the horse had to run away with a wave of the whip.

When the servant called the people from the inn, he saw five devastated corpses.

The young man and woman who were staying around had long disappeared.

Of course, at the same time, there was the little official's green silk carriage.

***

"Girl, it's not like this to drive a car." Feng Xue was too strong, so Zhuo Yu could only sacrifice his image and wrapped himself in a quilt. He sat in front of the carriage and taught Yin Miaomiao how to drive a car - she was about to go around in circles.

Yin Miaomiao simply stuffed the whip into his hand: "Then come on."

Zhuo Yu held the reins tightly with his frozen fingers and barely corrected the direction of the horse. After several attempts, he gradually mastered the trick and the carriage ran smoothly.

Seeing that there was no problem, Yin Miaomiao patted his shoulder: "Then you work hard, I'll go in and sit for a while."

Zhuo Yu nodded: "You can go."

Yin Miaomiao pinched the butterfly and thought about it and told him: "Don't be too nervous. The snow is so heavy that the ruts are gone long ago."

Snowflakes fell on their shoulders, and the cold wind kept drilling into their necks. But Zhuo Yu had already begun to adapt to the warmth of the room that was still warm in the warmth of the last second, and the next second, he was rushing on the road with ice and snow. His expression was much calmer than yesterday:

good."

Yin Miaomiao was relieved and got into the carriage and spread his palms. The blue butterfly lay in her hand in a depressed manner, as if she was about to die: "Are you still alive?"

"Fairy... please spare your life..." The butterfly beauty's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Yin Miaomiao was unmoved: "What are you?"

The butterfly beauty said timidly: "Although our clan is weak by nature, we can be called the butterfly by the human monks because of their good scent."

Yin Miaomiao: [A confused look on his face.jpg]

In fact, her first reaction was the same as Zhuo Yu, and she was probably a butterfly fairy who had become a spirit. But what was the "cross" and "human monks" it just now... it wasn't what she thought, right?

In an instant, she thought of the national teacher far away in the capital: "Who sent you here? Gui Chenzi?"

"Yes, he killed my tribe and forced a contract with me. I had to obey his orders." The butterfly beauty's eyelashes drooped, so pitiful.

Yin Miaomiao had no memory and was difficult to judge the truth and falsehood. So he just pretended to be a fool: "That's it, you can't keep it." As he said that, he pretended to let the red line burn it.

The butterfly beauty was frightened and trembled: "Fairy, please spare me, I have no other ability except tracking, and will not hinder you. Please spare my life."

Yin Miaomiao sighed softly: "Although you are pitiful, your enemy is not a friend, how can I let it go?"

"Please tell me the truth, only when I have a deep blood hatred with Gui Chenzi." The butterfly beauty flapped her wings and said hurriedly, "He destroyed my clan and forced me to be a spiritual pet, and had to be driven by her enemies. I am really...

”

As it spoke, tears filled its eyelashes and wept.

But Yin Miaomiao was unmoved. She didn't believe that all the subjugation pets were influenced by influence. Someone must use tough methods. So what? The road has been completed, and it is unwilling to accept it and has stood on the same boat with Gui Chenzi.

The Butterfly Beauty was so anxious that tears fell down. She had no choice but to say another important thing: "I could only speak if I stole his Qizhi Pill. Once he found that the pill was stolen, he would definitely not forgive me!"

Yin Miaomiao's eyes sank and she smiled: "Oh? What do you mean, do you actually want him to die?"

The Butterfly Beauty dared not answer directly, so she made a default.

Yin Miaomiao had an idea in his mind, and his expression became more and more gentle: "Then tell me, what kind of cultivation is that Gui Chenzi?"

"He just practiced Qi perfectly." The Butterfly Beauty raised her head and her eyes shining. "As long as the fairy recovered from injury, he is definitely not your opponent."

Yin Miaomiao was furious behind her, but she pretended to be surprised and smiled: "How do you know I was injured?"

Butterfly saw that she didn't seem to be angry, so she hesitated and said: "Immortal, the fairy's spiritual energy is disintegrating and the soul is weak. It is naturally a sign of serious injury."

Spiritual energy, soul? Yin Miaomiao remembered the spells she used, clothes on her body, purse that could not be opened, warm currents in her body, concentrating her mind and thinking will cause headaches... All kinds of abnormalities have reasonable explanations, and I have believed it a little in my heart.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, letting it go slightly: "You little guy is smart. Then I'll give you a chance and tell me what Gui Chenzi wants to do?"