Lingtong and helianchuan are getting better and better, and their feelings follow each other, which is the rising period of their feelings.

Qingluan suddenly jumped out to make trouble again, and rubbed nearby. Don't give some color to see how to do it.

So it's about tonight.

"I've taught you a lesson. Let's go back." The night is dark and the wind is high. What if I get sick? Doesn't he want to die of heartache.

The corner of auspicious mouth picked, "it's just this degree. The witch adult is very brave and can't scare her."

Xuanyuanyao touched his chin and automatically translated the auspicious words in his mind: this level is just not enough.

"What else?" He tried to hide the expectation in his words, but he was not very successful.

Auspicious calmly touched out a small pistol that had been improved countless times and aimed at the position of qingluan with one eye. "He claims to be protected by the power in the dark. Whenever he encounters natural and man-made disasters, he must first ask God why it is so. The witch should release her separate body and find out."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a flash of red light on qingluan, like a small firefly, waving its wings, taking off and circling.

It was the little body that tortured helianchuan before: red bee.

The red bee hovered around the green Luan, as if listening to the master's command.

Auspicious aimed for a while, but did not pull the trigger. He threw the gun into xuanyuanyao's hand and raised his eyebrows. "I haven't seen your shooting skills for a long time. I don't know if you have made progress. Come on, show off your gun skills, husband."

Xuanyuan Yao smiled and took the gun with one hand. The other hand scraped her nose, "just you."

At the end of his speech, he didn't see the standard of effort, let alone the meaning of persuasion and explanation. Raising his hand was a shot.

They stood at a certain distance from qingluan. At night, the red bee looked as big as a firefly.

After the gunshot rang out, the little red light splashed like a little daisy in full bloom in the air.

Qingluan screamed, covered her heart and fell to the ground.

Jixiang gave xuanyuanyao a thumbs up and said in a good mood, "no step back, great."

Xuanyuanyao was not satisfied at once. He held his head high and his ape arm held her waist. "It's just not as simple as stepping back?? Little fox, be honest. "

"Well, well, isn't that great? Yes, you look as like as two peas when you ask for compliments. She patted him on the cheek. Since someone ignored his dignity and asked for a reward childishly, she didn't mind using perfunctory means to treat him.

"It must be as like as two peas. He is my son." Xuanyuanyao was elated and stole a fragrance. His smile hasn't broken since it appeared.

Jixiang shook his head and had nothing to do with him.

"Well, go back." As for so proud?

Child slave father, it seems that he can't be saved.

Xuanyuanyao smiled carelessly and walked side by side with her, farther and farther away from the ruins behind her.

Suddenly, he thought of something, "little fox spirit, is qingluan dead?"

He vaguely remembers that the red bee is a part of qingluan, but was fed by qingluan with blood essence. Driven by it, different species have the same life. Now, when the red bee is hit, qingluan feels absolutely no better.

"Should, No." Well, she's not sure.

"This kind of disaster is all over when I die. By the way, should I send someone to mend it?" He likes the last thing best.