200. Chapter 200 Chapter 0199 Woman Waist with Sword in Hand
"Qingzhu, what are you doing?"
Mo Yan slowly walked to Zhao Qingzhu and sat down. She saw that he was sharpening the wooden stick in his hand with a sharp stone. Seeing that the wooden stick had become the shape of a sword, she shook her head and smiled and said: "So you are
I'm making a wooden sword, didn't Big Bird say, as long as you can master the power of CNC Purple Moon, anything can be a magic weapon in your hands, even a stone or a leaf or goose feather!"
"It's not easy." Zhao Qingzhu smiled and kept moving. After a cup of tea, an exquisite wooden sword appeared in his hand. Looking at the wooden sword made with one hand, Zhao Qingzhu nodded with satisfaction.
, looked sideways at Mo Yan, grinned and said, "I have realized something now."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
"The shuriken is like a woman's waist. Women with thin waists always want to please men more because they do things so smoothly! Especially those wonderful postures and moves..."
"Bad Qingzhu!"
Before Zhao Qingzhu could finish speaking, Mo Yan punched her. How could Zhao Qingzhu give her this chance? He grabbed her fist and pressed Mo Yan down.
"Hey, girl, how long has it been since we did anything?"
"what are you up to!"
Feeling the changes in Zhao Qingzhu's body, Mo Yan suddenly blushed, pressed his delicate hands against Zhao Qingzhu, and said angrily: "The big bird will be back soon."
"Just come back when you come back. Let's do our thing while they play."
"No, the big bird psychic will communicate with us again..."
"Haha, don't worry, the big bird went down to find food with Dongdong. I told it that I wanted to eat rice-treasure porridge, and it went without asking what it was. I guess it is thinking about what rice-treasure porridge is now."
As Zhao Qingzhu spoke, he pushed away Mo Yan's slender hand, then put his big mouth up to hold Mo Yan's small mouth fiercely! Mo Yan didn't even have a chance to speak now. After struggling for a moment,
After being teased by Zhao Qingzhu, they reacted, and without thinking about anything else, they started to attack and defend Zhao Qingzhu.
Sure enough, the golden-winged bird did not rush back, but took half an hour after their offensive and defensive battle to fly back to the top of the cliff.
However, Mo Yan was worried. After finishing his work, he was covered in sweat. He had to wash the places that should be washed. Even if there was no water to wash, he had to have something to wipe them with. But he didn't have these two things. Look.
Looking at Zhao Qingzhu who was lying next to her and breathing heavily, she punched Zhao Qingzhu angrily and said plaintively: "Qingzhu, girl wants to take a shower!"
"Well, it's time to wash up..."
Zhao Qingzhu nodded, then suddenly turned over and sat up, "Damn it, lack of water..."
Right!
Zhao Qingzhu's eyes lit up, and then he walked silently to the edge of the cliff. Feeling the cold current going against the sky, he quickly squatted down, then sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.
With his mind united, the power of Ziyue gradually spread and enveloped his whole person.
The wooden sword standing next to him trembled slightly under the pull of Ziyue's power, and made slight sword chants.
Mo Yan, who had no idea what Zhao Qingzhu was going to do, looked at his back without blinking. When she saw the wooden sword trembling and rising in the air, her beautiful eyes tightened slightly.
Buzz!
The wooden sword hung in the air, and a purple arc drew out from the top of the cliff and soared into the sky.
After rising to a certain height, the wooden sword suddenly changed its direction and fell with the tip of the sword pointing downwards, tearing the void apart with lightning.
boom!
The wooden sword hit the cliff in front of Zhao Qingzhu, and with a terrifying energy dissipating, the wooden sword sank deeply into the ground and then exploded.
Rubbles flew everywhere, and the wooden sword flew up silently after sinking into the ground, hanging in front of Zhao Qingzhu.
The purple halo dissipated, and a stone pit three feet deep and more than ten feet wide appeared in front of Zhao Qingzhu.
Looking at the stone pit created by the sword energy, Zhao Qingzhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up and looked back at Mo Yan, "Girl, there is no water in this desperate place, so we will create our own water source."
“Create your own water source?”
"Yes, there is a cold current all year round around this cliff. Every morning when I wake up, there is mist all around. What we have to do is to turn the mist into water droplets and flow them into the pit. Hahaha, I'm not sure
My mother is simply a genius!"
"Is this okay?" Mo Yan blinked his beautiful eyes, disbelief written all over his face.
"certainly!"
Zhao Qingzhu raised his head proudly. The moment he raised his head, his heart suddenly moved, "Yes, I can use my sword energy to create a rock pit on the top of the cliff, so why not..."
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth gradually curved in an arc, and he murmured softly: "Big Bird, this is why you can't take us down the mountain!"
At this moment, the golden-winged bird flew back to the top of the cliff with Dong Dong. It brought a lot of game, but there was no eight-treasure porridge that Zhao Qingzhu said. This made it feel very guilty, and it has been drooping since it landed on the top of the cliff.
He stood aside with his head bowed, not daring to look at Zhao Qingzhu.
"Eating meat!"
Seeing the big bird returning, Zhao Qingzhu quickly put away his wooden sword and took the inkstone to the wild boar that the big bird brought back. Next to the wild boar, there was a tiger! Seeing the leopard that had been killed by the big bird, Zhao Qingzhu stood in front of his eyes.
, then looked sideways at Mo Yan and said with a smile: "Girl, how about using this tiger skin to make a robe for you?"
"Can Qingzhu also make robes?"
"Hey, it's so easy. Just pluck the skin off, dry it, and put it on your body. Not to mention how warm it is."
"No, it stinks!"
"Haha, just wash it off and it'll be fine."
"Do you have water?"
"Well!"
Zhao Qingzhu blinked, then looked sideways at the Golden-winged Bird, and asked: "Big Bird, where is my eight-treasure porridge?"
"I don't know what it is!"
"Haha, you definitely don't know." Zhao Qingzhu smiled sheepishly, and then said: "There is no such thing in this world. If there is a chance, I will take you to the world where I live and let you eat to your heart's content."
"Not rare!"
Da Niao was obviously angry because of Zhao Qingzhu's teasing. He turned his head to the side and said angrily: "You have time to do those things, why not practice more? You know, there is still half a month before the red sun will appear. If you
If you can't awaken the power of the purple moon to fight against the red sun, even God can't save you."
"Haha, don't be afraid. You have to practice martial arts, women have to sleep, and you are not tired from work! Uh, I forgot that you don't have this function... I'm not talking about you. If you become a human in the future, you must remember to tell me, I
I will find one hundred and eighty women for you to experience the joy of intercourse..."
"Does Qingzhu also want to find a hundred and eighty women to build a big harem?"
Mo Yan put in the golden words appropriately, glared at Zhao Qingzhu and then looked at Big Bird, "Don't listen to him, Big Bird, he is just a gangster, full of bad thoughts."
"How could Ziyue's power be absorbed by you?"
The golden-winged bird shook his head and sighed, then walked slowly to the edge of the cliff and ignored Zhao Qingzhu, a guy who was full of women.
Just when it reached the edge of the cliff, its pupils suddenly tightened.
Then, the void opposite it was distorted, and before he could recover, a crack in the void opened silently.
In the crack, stood a helpless man with a smirk on his face.
As soon as the crack was torn open, the evil smile on Bu Bu's face solidified in an instant, and then his face lit up and he shouted excitedly: "Golden-winged Divine Bird!"
"not good."
Feeling the helpless power and desire to kill, the golden-winged bird secretly exclaimed, turned around and flew away.
"Haha, escape there!"
Seeing the golden-winged bird flying away in the sky, he couldn't help but shout loudly, so he jumped out of the crack in the void and appeared in front of the golden-winged bird in a flash.
"My life is at risk!"
Seeing Wenfa appearing in front of Hengkong, the golden-winged bird let out a mournful cry. The powerful aura permeating Wenfa's body was simply beyond what it could contend with. The most terrible thing was that this guy's greedy desire was not concealed at all.
"Impossible!"
On the top of the despair cliff, Zhao Qingzhu also saw the helplessness that had disappeared for a month and a half. When he saw it appeared in the sky, he chased the golden-winged bird. He shouted quickly and made a big move with his hand, and the wooden sword appeared silently in his hand.
Then, a ray of purple sword energy flew into the air, like a roaring purple dragon sweeping toward Wu Wen with its fangs and claws.
"Um?"
Feeling the majestic coercion sweeping over him, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, then he ducked a hundred feet away and looked down at Zhao Qingzhu on the top of the cliff, "I wanted to come and see if you were dead, but I didn't expect that not only were you not dead, you actually became like this.