The Little Matchmaker of the Fox Demon: The Master of Tushan

The deeper the mountain goes, the more trees cover the sun.

The blood marks on the ground became more and more solidified, scattered with dried dust marks, and not far away was a forest of green trees, the wooden stakes in the forest were scattered, and a big axe of Xuanhua was nailed to the vigorous tree stump.

Bai Qiye hunched over and held the Tushan sword against him.

As for why the sword spirit did not have the slightest warning and reminder this time, it was silent, as if it did not exist.

The brain is racing, constantly analyzing the current situation.

If you say that you have made enemies, you have not left Tushan since the fight.

Even if there is that, there are only those left: the monkey hair retrieved by Tu Shan Jian this morning, and the [Eight Treasure Spirit Chicken] brought back by the ring-haired big pink monster.

With the arrogant three young tendencies contained in the anime, he would not do such a thing of detention. Tu Shan Sword tail was not cleaned up, and was chased by its traces?

The three young masters will only paint mountains and hang on trees to solve these grievances in person.

Therefore: the only explanation is the revenge of the weasels.

As for why the sword spirit did not have the slightest warning and reminder this time, it was silent, as if it did not exist.

Maybe there are no big demons hidden nearby, or the sword spirit has the heart to train himself.

"Huang Dashian, let's call you a great immortal."

"Demon Emperor, why did you act like this, tie up your beloved disciple and not say anything, and seriously injure your apprentice-in-law here?"

"If there is a grudge and grudge, come and find me for seven nights, why bother so round."

"I am sincere, why should the Demon Emperor hide and hide, just come out."

"I came alone, could it be that the demon emperor is afraid?"

"The noble's [Eight Treasure Spirit Chicken], to be honest: it's a little bit worse."

"I have heard: The weasels are known for their treachery and crisscross the forest."

"It seems that the genus of yellow-skinned people can talk about you, right?"

"It's a pity! I saw a weasel stewed in oil on the recipe, I don't know what it tastes like?

"At the foot of Tu Mountain that day, I heard that all the weasel clan Qinggan was killed by Tu Shan's second master, but it is a pity that Bai someone was not present at that time, otherwise how could I have picked up two of them, and braised oil to try the taste."

"Yellow skin, I ✘✘✘"

..........

Bai Qiye Balabala was a lot, dry mouth, simply sitting on the stump, shouting hard.

The palm of his hand holding Tu Shan's sword was covered with sweat, and he was not sure from which direction the sinister weasel would attack.

"Squeak!"

Bai Qiye swept up and stabbed out towards the right rear, like a broken bamboo.

"Boom" The crisp roar of soldiers sounded!

Only then did he see clearly that the person who came was Tu Shan Honghong who was dressed in red.

As well as the insulating claw that blocked the Tushan sword spurt, the claw body was shining with a devouring cold light, and the red clothes were expressionless, just staring at the fierce teenager.

Bai Qiye whispered, "I'm sorry, Sister Hong Hong." "

This scene seems to bring back some bad memories.

Tu Shanhong frowned, shook his head slightly, and signaled that nothing was wrong.

The teenager didn't know what it was, Fang was almost there!

This peerless demon emperor talked to him about digging out his heart.

The momentum that had been accumulated with great difficulty all dissipated in this oolong farce, and Bai Qiye also calmed down and carefully sorted out the context of the entire incident.

The appearance of Tushan Honghong means that there is no threat in this vicinity.

The revenge of the weasel clan, since Tu Shan Rong handed over the bottom, Bai Qiye knew that it was inevitable.

But I never thought that in the depths of this Tushan Mountain, the weasel would take a desperate move, kidnap the human-faced lion, and there was still time to humiliate the white tiger, and return to report the letter with a breath.

The moment he saw the white tiger, he realized that this world is cruel.

Since crossing, under the protection of Tu Mountain, he has lived freely and mixed with the wind.

At the beginning, there is such god-level equipment as [Golden Pupil] [Tushan Sword].

A battle with Tu Shan Rongrong....

Pulled out the only remaining hair of the three young masters of the Ao Lai Kingdom....

Even, prying the coffin of the little Taoist priest, so that people's bones were gone, and they were wiped out....

He couldn't help but glance back at Tu Shan Honghong.

I don't know when I put away the claws of insulation, and at this time it was so quiet and gentle, high and cold.

Bai Qiye was somewhat ashamed.

And because of that! Tu Shan Jian Xuan chose silence.

Everything had to be done by him to peel back the cocoon and look for traces. The human-faced lion is safe for the time being!

The other party grabbed the human-faced lion, and used this as a blackmail, it should be against such a high-end combat power as Tu Shanrongrong.

Such a war scum as himself should not be included in this list.

But the human-faced lion, as his apprentice, was caught, and a severe torture should be inevitable, involving the white tiger to be seriously injured, only hoping that the two of them:

the sentient demon will eventually become a dependent.

............

Bai Qiye took out the bitter leaf stored in his pocket and fed it to his mouth, and a pure demon power dispersed into the internal organs, and flowed into the divine court after wandering around.

Familiar feeling, eyes scalding.

A faint gilded color flashed in his pupils, and the ghost almost glanced back at the towering chest of the red clothes.

I only felt a burst of heat in my nose, and immediately turned my head and closed my eyes. The cuffs covered his nose, squatted on the ground and used the eyesight effect brought by the golden pupils, scanning the crime scene one by one.

The trunk texture is clearly visible, the ant pile covered with dead leaves....

"Why are you covering your mouth and nose?"

Bai Qiye pretended not to hear it.

A quarter of an hour later, on a branch of a tree, a clue was finally found.

Residual paper ash, burned out.

Bai Qiye twisted and put it on his nose and sniffed, and the smell of blood in his nose was mixed with a wisp of bamboo paper.

Mochizuki Peak!

"Sister Honghong, let's look back at Yuefeng!" Bai Qiye got up and said.

Red Yi nodded, flashed and grabbed the young man's shoulders, stood up from the ground, straight into the sky, and rushed towards Wangyue Peak.

The whistling wind whistled in his ears, smelling the fragrance spread out on the demon emperor's body, but at this moment, his heart set off terrifying waves!

The weasel clan forced the mountain, the white tiger was seriously injured, and the human-faced lion was tied up, it is not so simple!

There is a hint of invisible secrecy.

And he seems to be hitting him crookedly!