The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chapter 198 Only Master!
Sea of ​​Blood, Immortal Division of Yin Mountain, Back Mountain.

An ancient well is emitting a faint light, the well water is cold, the chill is piercing to the bone, and in the well water, it seems to be fused with strands of souls.

If someone looks in from the mouth of the well, they will find the glimmering light in the dark well, like a pair of piercing eyes, which makes people feel dizzy.

Suddenly, there was a flash of good luck, a jade hand sketched a few times at the mouth of the well, and scooped out a handful of cold well water.

Dressed in a red dress, she is magnificent, with long hair like a waterfall, and bare feet that are more than snow.

She frowned slightly, and walked gracefully.

The divine light of good fortune shone in the jade hand, and the cold well water changed with the change of the divine light of good fortune.

A young man in white followed her, with his head down and his brows lowered, a little listless. A red silk thread had already been played with in his hand.

In his sleeve, the miniature version of the matchmaker hugged her knees and bent her legs, muttering, talking nonsense, with a small body, trembling.

"Really, we are right, what are you scaring us for, bad guy, really bad guy..." The little matchmaker pouted her mouth and said to herself aggrievedly.

Mingyu rolled her eyes, shook her sleeves, and the yin and yang energy suddenly overwhelmed, the little matchmaker was washed dizzy, her clothes were messed up, her hair was disheveled, and the resentment in her eyes deepened.

"Humph!"

Being warned by Mingyu again, the little matchmaker didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore, she just found a corner in her sleeve, pouted her small mouth, and sulked alone.

Angry.

She stretched out her small hand to draw in the air, and in an instant she outlined the image of a swordsman with a smile on her mouth; she drew again with her small hand, and outlined an image with long hair like a waterfall.

Then, the little matchmaker looked back and forth between the two phantoms with her cheeks in her hands, her appearance was so cute and silly.

"Drool is coming out!"

Mingyu's voice suddenly sounded, and the little matchmaker wiped the corners of her mouth in shock.

"Liar!"

The little matchmaker stomped her feet, and the image of long hair like a waterfall dissipated by itself.

Then, she looked at the image of the sword-wielding man without blinking, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

So evil came to the gallbladder, raised his show fist, and slammed it on his face, turning the smiling face of the swordsman into a crying face.

With the force of the wind, her fists hit the phantom in the air like raindrops, and finally the phantom of the swordsman was overwhelmed and collapsed on the spot.

"Hey, tell you to bully me!"

The little matchmaker put her hands on her hips, grinning from ear to ear, posing as a winner.

Mingyu didn't bother to pay attention to this little guy, and concentrated on playing with the red line of marriage.

"Mingyu, how about you take a look at this?" The peerless red-clothed man suddenly turned around, with a beautiful smile that captivated the world.

A ray of ghost is slowly taking shape, and finally turns into a ghost, but that appearance is really not flattering.

Mingyu retracted the red thread to her wrist, carefully looked up and down the ugly ghost in front of her, and decided to show her approval against her conscience.

So he nodded and said, "That's pretty good!"

"Really?"

The corners of Hong Yi's mouth turned upward, feeling very happy.

"Of course, master's product, don't you take it lightly!" Mingyu's face was serious, without blinking her eyes.

"Master?"

Hong Yi raised her eyebrows, staring straight at him with soul-stirring eyes.

Mingyu's chest was pounding, and the world of Lingtai was full of wind and rain, that was the beating of the heart, that was the trembling of Dao's heart!
The red thread of marriage in his hand was shining brightly, and the red glow kept flickering.

The little matchmaker in the sleeve was extremely happy, rejoicing, jumping up and down, talking nonsense with her small mouth, pretending to be crazy.

"I'll just say it, I'll just say it!"

Mingyu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed Dao Xin, and squeezed out a smile from her stiff face, "Of course it's Master!"

"Is it just Master?"

Hong Yi was a little dissatisfied, and made a faint sound.

The red silk thread in Mingyu's hand shone even brighter, and it began to shake violently, bloodstains were drawn on his wrist in a short while!
"It can only be Master!"

Even though Dao Xin has been tossed and numb, Ming Yu is still determined not to change his words.

The red-clothed jade palm was in vain, and the ugly ghost she created just now turned into a handful of well water and fell back into the ancient well.

She stepped forward with slender feet, but Mingyu had already stood still, motionless.

"Why is she the empress and I am the master!"

The red dress was grinding her silver teeth, staring at Mingyu viciously, her tone was extremely unfriendly, and her momentum was soaring to the sky!
Mingyu glanced at her peerless face, she was [-]% similar to her own mother-in-law, but unfortunately she was no longer Nuwa, but the evil corpse of Nuwa.

And this temperament is really a bit "bad"!
He quickly moved his eyes away, but Hong Yi had already moved closer, and his figure enveloped Ming Yu, so don't cause too much pressure!
Staring at her slender and flawless neck, Mingyu's face was only numb, and her Dao heart was so disturbed that it was difficult to calm down.

"The empress can only be the empress, and the master can only be the master!"

Seeing the young man's attitude of admitting death, Hong Yi felt angry and unhappy.

Flipping her right hand, she put the shining sky knife on the boy's neck.

"Quickly call your wife!"

"Master!"

"I'll call you Empress!"

"Master!"

"Don't ask me to cut you down again!"

"Master!"

The boy didn't eat oil and salt, and the red clothes were a little bit fried.

There was a divine light in her eyes, her lips moved, and she paused every word, "Call-mother-mother!"

"Master-respect!"

Mingyu also slammed every word, and she didn't let go of her mouth when she was beaten to death, she was just so stubborn.

"You... You traitor, I'm so mad!" Hongyi put away the Heavenly Saber, held Mingyu's face in her jade hand, and rubbed it vigorously, causing the young man to grin his teeth.

The little matchmaker lay in Mingyu's sleeves and laughed loudly, kicking her feet in the air, not to mention how happy she was.

"It deserves you to bully me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her sleeves shook again, and the yin and yang energy brushed up again, this time flying around with the little matchmaker directly.

Hongyi pulled Mingyu's closed eyes away and asked, "You call her empress and me master, what should you call when that Nuxi asks you?"

Mingyu's eyes hurt, tears were about to flow out, "She's not a master, so she won't ask."

"I don't care, I don't care. I'll just ask you, how do you call her!" Hong Yi has an unusual obsession with addressing her.

Mingyu's brain was swollen, and she couldn't stand it any more, so she said vaguely, "Master!"

"I didn't ask you to call me, I meant Nvxi!" Hongyi said angrily.

"That's right, call her Master Master!"

"........."

I can't take this apprentice anymore, I want to replace the deity
Clear - manage - door - door!
"Ahhhh~~"

"Master~~"

"Master, please forgive me~~"

"Young lady~~Young lady, come and save me!"

"Ah ah ah..."

The front hall of Yinshan Xiansi.

Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun and Ming He looked at the apse, and then they all looked at the Fengdu Taoist beside them.

Hong Yun couldn't help but said: "Aren't you going to save Mingyu?"

Taoist Fengdu trembled in his heart, he tightened his Taoist robe, and said, "That person has an unstable temperament, she won't kill me when I'm there. I'm just an evil corpse, so I dare not go..."

I went, really screwed me up!
The corner of Zhen Yuanzi's mouth twitched, and he remained silent.

I really didn't expect that the evil corpse of Fellow Daoist Nuwa would be so... so willful!
"Hiccup~~"

Ming He drank another bowl of soup, shivering on the seat, he only felt the bone-chilling cold air escaping from the inside out, and after a while, the black hair began to freeze.

"As for Patriarch, I didn't snatch your well water!" Styx groaned in his heart.

Ever since the red-clothed underworld snatched Youmeng's soul water, Youmeng took revenge in different ways.

It's just that if you always take revenge, you will take revenge, so what are you doing with me!

Styx wants to cry but has no tears.

"Ahem, what, the one in the west seems to have made a move." Taoist Fengdu looked at Styx sympathetically, and suddenly changed the subject.

"Oh?"

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)