This witch, please stay

Chapter 94 came to an abrupt end
Xun Ming, who felt his whole body rushing to the sky, smiled wryly, but he couldn't control himself.

There are really many good-looking fairies on the mountain.

But even though Xun Ming thinks he is well-informed, Feng Se'er is still the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, not one of them.

Except for the owner of those icy blue eyes in a lingering dream.

Although in Xun Ming's subconscious mind, he felt that he had never touched the fairy's little hand, but the fact was otherwise.

It's just that since the first time we met, he didn't have any evil thoughts about that pretty little girl in red, he just liked it very simply.

But as he grew older, when the little girl grew taller, slimmer, and more beautiful, he found that in his heart, there was still no primitive possessive desire between a man and a woman. The same intimacy as before.

So he just regarded them as brothers and sisters.

can.

His Xun Ming is not his mother's Buddhist saint!

Dry firewood, he really can't control it!

A little spark quietly jumped up from a snow-white fingertip and landed on Xun Ming's body.

A circle of red flames spread out instantly from the point where the spark fell, as if the wildfire would start a prairie fire in an instant.

From the outside to the inside, the toxins left in Xun Ming's body ignited by themselves at the passing of the fire ring, and turned into nothingness in an instant.

Xun Ming, who has regained control of his body, is like losing the last shackle. His rationality, which was originally crumbling, suddenly collapsed like a mountain and collapsed in an instant.

One hand suddenly stretched out, hugged the slender waist, and pulled it towards the bosom, the space between the two slowly closed eyes suddenly tightened.

There is a thin line between the lips, as if they are about to meet each other.

The young man in white and the girl in red embrace each other tightly.

In a house surrounded by a raging sea of ​​fire, bright red silk is scattered, and an old wedding room seems to have finally waited for a match made in heaven.

Just when the hot lips of the two were about to seal together, Xun Ming's back suddenly straightened, and he forcibly pulled his head back an inch, his black eyes suddenly widened, his forehead was suddenly covered with cold sweat, his body The shape trembled slightly.

In his eyes, there was a pair of familiar black pupils that were also wide open.

A seven-colored long sword, as bright as the glaze of the fairy palace, was inserted straight in front of Xun Ming's eyes. The tip of the sword pierced the bed board, separating the two of them. It seemed that if Xun Ming slowed down for a moment, he would be killed The long sword pierced directly through the head.

The unparalleled sharpness of the seven-colored sword energy surged out from the long sword, causing the skin on Xun Ming's face to ache slightly with pain.

Cold sweat instantly spread all over Xun Ming's body, and a gust of cold air seemed to hit him from the top of his head and hit the soles of his feet, making him sober all of a sudden.

On the other side of the colorful long sword, as if she hadn't waited for a long time for the touch from her lips, Feng En'er frowned slightly, and opened her eyes a little unhappy.

In the sword body glowing with colorful light, she saw a pair of icy blue eyes that were as cold as frost.

In Feng Chen'er's eyes, the pure golden light flashed away.

Then the icy blue eyes in the sword body widened slightly for a moment, but they returned to their original ice-coldness in an instant.

A sharp sword light that seemed to be able to cut the sky flashed away, and a huge sword mark, like a moat, passed between the two of them, splitting the entire main house and even the small half of the mountain in half.

After a brief pause, the main house, together with the burning courtyard outside, turned into fly ash and disappeared without a trace.

The huge mountain became empty in an instant.

It's just that the circle of sycamore trees surrounding the mansion that existed not long ago had golden leaves and fluttered like butterflies.

In an open space, a Babu bed was cut in half.

Hearing the inexplicable cold female voice in her ears, Feng En'er frowned and tilted her head, a little confused.

Previously, after recognizing the true identity of the lifeless Hu Meizi, the initial murderous intent was lost, and after he opened the mountain with a sword, he returned to a certain acupoint in Xun Ming's body , but it was a little rare to leave a sentence for that Hu Meizi who seemed to have not "opened up":
"This is the last time, I'll give you another chance."

After a long time, Xun Ming broke the silence, instead of wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, he stretched out his hand to Feng Chen'er on the "other half" bed through the huge crack, and squeezed the corner of his mouth at her , rolled his eyes.

Then, Feng Se'er raised her chin lightly, stretched out her hand and put it on the flat hand.

The two got up together and walked towards the south.

Xun Ming led the way, but Feng Se'er didn't ask any more questions.

One cave, one golden elixir, and two descendants of the immortal sect who can be called "immortals" at the foot of the mountain, just holding hands, like a family couple going out for an outing, walking slowly down the mountain.

Except for the dark sky and no stars and moons, everything else seems to be just right.

The breeze is cool, the vegetation is fragrant, and the sky is the same color.

The two of them just walked slowly to the foot of the mountain, and the two who had already looked normal were able to talk again.

I saw the little girl in red, who was no longer a little girl, flicked her slender ponytail behind her, turned her head and smiled at Xun Ming as if unwilling to give up:
"Brother, actually...isn't that impossible?"

But this time, before she finished speaking, a small chestnut landed on her forehead, and she covered her forehead in pain, and stomped on the young man beside her a little angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Xun Ming's words were rarely harsh. I don't know if he was really afraid that he would not be able to hold on, or if he was afraid that his companion sword would suddenly come out again and strike him or the little girl with a sword.

……

One held the money bag in one hand, stretched out one or two fingers in the other hand, and poked the short bamboo pole in the money bag to count the broken silver. He was walking slowly down the mountain along the north mountain road.

The mountain road is spacious enough to accommodate a carriage. At the same time, it seems to be for the convenience of the carriage. The slope of the mountain road is not too steep, so it is not too laborious to walk, but the dense gravel potholes on the mountain road are really annoying. From time to time, the short bamboo pole had to take two steps to stabilize his figure.

The short bamboo pole was smiling, thinking of the few favorite items in the shop at the bottom of the mountain, but he didn't see a fire phoenix condensed from red flames suddenly falling in the black night sky behind him.

The flame instantly dyed the sky red, and a red tongue of flame pierced from the mountain.

The faintly touched short bamboo pole slowed down, scratched his head in confusion, turned to look at the hill behind him, and then froze in place.

And when Feng Se'er smashed the female ghost in the wedding dress into the ground, a cluster of flames burned everything in the female ghost's body in an instant, leaving only the skin bag empty, which was tightly held by the short bamboo pole. The silver money in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

Among the white pieces of silver scattered, the unremarkable short bamboo pole was cracked all over, turned into thick and long black lines, and collapsed in an instant.

Scattered like broken silver.

And the two coachmen that Xun Ming had seen before, as well as several figures hiding in the corners of streets and alleys in Renfan City, staring wide-eyed and searching for "prey", almost collapsed into black debris on the ground at the same time.

How can there be a good beginning and a good end in cooperating with ghosts?
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I've been a bit busy recently, so I owe a little while to the chapter where the recommended position advances (yes, I remember).

Well, the next pace may be a little faster

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