The sea behind Wuyou Mountain has waves. When night falls, the treacherous and rich moonlight annihilated this ancient castle.
In the luscious room, the figure on the Linglong Feiyu bed was like a ghost. The madman saw her hideous face in Qingge's pupils. She suddenly widened her eyes, and she was furious, her eyes wide open, and her eyes were red.
It was terrifying, and the face was twisted, and the knife marks were twisted together, like the traces left by a hundred ghosts walking in the night walking and whistling through the uninhabited wine alley.
"Will a madman say he is a madman?"
The song on the bed was relaxed and lazy. The moonlight fell from the window frame. The girl's eyebrows and eyes were filled with a bright smile. The madman looked at the person under her. The stunning smile made her shine for a moment.
After a moment, the madman laughed.
She turned over and lay weakly on the bed, smiling so hard that her shoulders kept shaking. The hoarse laughter was like a sharp blade, cutting through the silence of Wuyou Mountain at night.
Qingge turned his head and looked at the madman with complicated eyes.
Really a lunatic?
It seems yes, it is a heartbreaking madman. The knife marks on her face seem to be her past experiences, like the handwriting of a god-like man, telling one story after another.
Maybe he was tired of laughing, his voice slowly faded. The madman breathed, looked at the faint and empty ceiling under the swaying blue ghost fire, and whispered: "You are different from them."
"Go to sleep, tomorrow's Wuyoushan freshman's assessment." The madman closed his eyes.
Freshman Assessment?
After careful consideration, Qingge remembered that the newcomers who were selected into Jialan had to take another assessment under the galan and the people who were watching. With their strength, they convinced everyone. It was also a disguised explanation that these newcomers could enter Jialan.
One is moisture.
Although Qingge is the dean's apprentice, this assessment not only tests her strength, but also the opinions of other students.
Therefore, we must go.
Unless she doesn't want to stay in Kalan anymore.
Qingge put his hands on his back under his head, and the quiet night reflected in his eyes. The world was so big, but it seemed that there was fighting everywhere.
Leaving this battlefield is nothing more than the beginning of the next battlefield. When the killing stops, it is also the time when her life ends or the heroes in the world are ruined in her hands.
If you think about it carefully, she is only sixteen years old and is acting in her prime at the age of flowers. But along the way, she used Fenghua as a sword and killed all the obstacles.
In the rich night, the breeze is cool and the moon is bright. The girl's lips are raised, and her smile is evil and crazy. The madman suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the girl. The smile on the girl's face made her trance, and she actually recalled the arrogance.
If so.
——If I become a Buddha, there will be no demons in the world.
——If I am a demon, what will Buddha do to me?
Who is she, what is the world like.
She was a woman who walked through the nine-level Qing Song. She washed away all the dew in the dust and hustle and turned to slaughter the thieves with a knife. On the top of the mountains and rivers, she bloomed a flower called "Shocking World".
The madman closed his eyes and laughed mockingly. What was she thinking? Although the girl in front of her was very quick and intelligent, she was not yet at the level of a chaotic world.
The sleepiness spreads quietly between the two. The blue ghost fire is very spiritual and extinguishes when the two are sleeping. The room is pitch black and cannot see five fingers. It is like the thick ink on rice paper. In the time when no one is around, it can be seen with the naked eye.
The speed of the smudge opens.
Qingge was half asleep and half awake, and the twenty-fifth tendon veins in his body were filled with red light, and the surging evil aura quietly swallowed the spiritual energy contained in the jade bed of Linglong jade under him.
Bang—
Bang!
Two heavy sounds sounded again, Qingge and the madman woke up almost at the same time, and the two fell to the ground, with their backs pressing against the cold opposite.
The two looked at each other, the madman frowned slightly, Qingge looked at the empty ground and a pile of light smoke, and the corners of his mouth and eyes twitched.
The tendon vein actually turned its back to her and swallowed the spiritual energy of the bed.
The Linglong Jade Bed is a treasure cast by a spiritual master with two swords or above. It is a treasure cast with the weapon refiner. Its original body is spiritual energy. If there is no spiritual energy, nothing will be lost.
"Your hobbies are so special."
The madman was stunned for a while, obviously stunned.
Qingge was so aggrieved, she also wanted to have a peaceful sleep!
"Walk."
The madman stood up and then reached out to Qingge. Qingge looked at the hand in front of him and was slightly stunned.
The woman's hands are white, tender and slender, like mutton fat jade. Under the white moonlight falling in outside the window, she looks even more beautiful. The contrast with the crazy man's scarred face is too strong and shocking.
Qingge wanted to know what kind of inhuman torture she had experienced in her past.
He was resting too much, Qingge put his hand on the crazy man's hand. The crazy man pulled Qingge up as he tried hard.
The madman took Qingge's hand out of the jade door and walked out. The night was as dark as fog. Qingge looked down at the hand he was holding, as if wrapped in warm jade.
In the uninhabited night, the golden toad tripod was still absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. The madman held Qingge's hand tightly and walked forward until he reached a jade room. She pointed to the door and said, "I
If you don't like them, get rid of their beds."
Qingge: "..."
What's wrong with this world?
"I'll try."
Qingge shrugged, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, trying to control the twenty-fifth red tendon veins and stimulate the evil energy in the tendon veins.
The evil aura was like a horse that was pierced by the butt, and it immediately swarmed out like a vast ocean, spreading into the room in front of Qingge until it covered two beds.
The evil spirit swallowed all the spiritual energy in the two Linglong jade beds. The next moment, two heavy sounds sounded, and the two women on the two beds fell to the ground, followed by a scream.
Anyone who slept well in the middle of the night and suddenly fell down would be shocked.
After all, not everyone is as perverted as Qingge or this woman named Madman.
Not to mention that the bed is gone, even if the sky falls, they may not lose their lust.
Qingge thought for a while, if the two women in the room had lost their beds and sued the elder, once the elder thoroughly investigated, she would find that the bed in her room was gone. As long as she was determined, it would not be difficult to see the clues.
Since that's the case, I'd just keep doing it and pack up all the beds.
Anyway, it's good for her-
Qingge found that the evil energy in the red veins and veins was a little loose, which could be cleared a little, which was even more surprising.
The surging evil spirit covered the entire Wuyou Mountain, and countless jade beds of Zhang Linglong turned into nothingness in an instant, and the tendons and veins in Qingge's body seemed to have no sense of fullness, like a hungry wolf, turning these Linglong
All the spiritual energy in the jade bed was swallowed.
It is true that Qingge wants to swallow the entire Linglong jade bed in Wuyou Mountain, but she doesn't have the ability.
The madman standing next to him looked at Qingge's eyes with a strange look. She saw clusters of blue ghost fires flashing in countless houses, and there were also screams of exclamations.
She suddenly grabbed Qingge and ran to her own room north without saying a word, "Escape quickly."
Qingge was confused and felt very aggrieved. Her small tendons were not full yet. (To be continued)