The old man suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the young girl unwillingly: "you You said you didn't help each other! "

As soon as the girl smiled, her laughter was as clear as a silver bell: "I didn't help you, but I just tickled my hand and played the piano."

The old man wanted to say something else, but he could never say it, because the young man cut his neck with a sword

All the pursuers were dead. The young man was relieved at last. He looked up at the girl in red: "the devil ancestor?"

The girl in red shook her feet, looked at him askew, and smiled, "guess."

The young man stay!

The girl laughed again, laughing like a silver bell, still carrying the girl's youth: "today I saw a good play. Well, run for your own life. "

her figure is a flash, floating like a red cloud, falling lightly, which means turning around to go.

The young man immediately stepped forward and said, "thank you very much for the help of the demon ancestor..."

The girl glanced at him askew: "I didn't do anything, it's mainly you, you saved yourself."

Then he looked at him up and down: "I look at you very well. It's a talent. How about you follow me?"

The young man was stunned. It seemed that she would ask: "what What? "

"You are my subordinate. I can teach you Kung Fu. " The girl was laughing.

"I......" The boy's instinct was to refuse.

The young girl suddenly waved her sleeve to him, and the red light flashed. The young man disappeared. There was a little white snake with bruises all over it. It was called a white snake, but there was a small drum bag on its head, which looked funny.

The girl also seemed to be stunned. She stooped to pick up the little white snake and looked at it carefully.

The little white snake curled up as if she was shy. There was a sound in her mouth. She was so angry that she threatened: "you let me go "

it struggled in her small hands, but it could not earn her five finger mountain in any way.

The young girl poked the little bag on her head: "you look so nice."

The little white snake almost wanted to hide his head under his body, and his voice was even more angry: "don't make fun of me!"

"I didn't make fun of you. I really don't see a snake with a long bag over my head... " The girl giggled, and the laughter was crisper than the silver bell: "but it's really beautiful! I like it. "

The scales on the little snake were almost red. It tried to recover the human form, but it was obviously unable to: "you You laugh at me again, I will kill you together... "

Under its anger, it finally revealed the nature of the young children, saying threats with no deterrent force.

The young girl obviously didn't pay attention to its threat, and looked at it carefully for a moment, as if she had found a new continent, pointing to the upper part of it: "ah, you have several small bags, one, two, three 6、 Six, including the one on your head, seven in all. "

The whole body of the little white snake trembled. These bags were the things that he hated to hide most, but he didn't expect to be counted out by the girl one by one.

It suddenly said, "you are not the demon ancestor!" The demon ancestor should be dignified and powerful, rather than so ancient, clever and mischievous.

The young girl was stunned, and suddenly laughed, "you have a good eye."

"You let me go as soon as possible, or I will kill you no matter who you are!" The little white snake got angry with her.