Traveling through the beast world

Chapter 127 Accidentally broke into Master Beiming’s Pear Blossom Garden (1)

At this time, the proud figure seemed a little redundant. Song Weiwei dragged the meat straight out of the hole. She screamed in pain, and burst into tears.

She crawled out of the hole, her legs were worn out, and faint blood splattered out.

Song Weiwei leaned her back against the wall, hugged her injured big white leg, and rubbed it while panting heavily, her tears gushed out of the pain.

It really hurts!
My legs hurt and my whole body hurts!

"hahahahahahahahaha!"

A bewildered laugh came from above her head, and Song Weiwei was so frightened that she immediately got up from the ground and shouted vigilantly, "Who? Who is it?"

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Nima, I laughed so hard! Did I laugh so hard?! Hahaha!"

Song Weiwei looked at the source of the sound, and saw a man sitting on a short pear tree branch a few steps away. The man was wearing an ice-blue robe with a gold thread border, and his long sleeves were flying wildly with his crazy laugh. , such as blue butterfly agile.

The white pear blossoms slowly fell, ignoring his body shaking like chaff, he felt a bit immortal.

Only then did Song Weiwei realize that he had seen all her drilling movements, and she became angry from embarrassment. She looked up at him with her hands on her hips, and said angrily, "Bastard, what a joke!"

Bei Mingxuan covered his aching stomach from laughing, tossed his messy hair back from laughing, and looked down.

Seeing that angry face clearly, he paused his eyes, and felt dizzy as if his head had been hit by someone, and then his buttocks sitting on the branch slipped, and he fell hard towards the tree.

Bang!
Because the ground was soft grass, the sound of him landing was not loud, a little muffled, very similar to a fart.

"hahahahahahahahaha!"

Now it was Song Weiwei's turn to laugh. She deliberately imitated him holding her stomach, and laughed out of character, "You look like a lump when you fall off! Hahaha!"

Bei Mingxuan got up from the grass. Although the posture of falling was a bit disheveled, his posture was still very graceful. He tidied his hair and robes slowly, and then swished the fan of the lady picture from his waist. open.

That action is a bit like Tang Bohu pretending to be elegant and suave when he sees Qiuxiang, which is a bit funny.

Song Weiwei couldn't hold back, and laughed a couple of times before seeing his face clearly, isn't this Beimingxuan?

The owner of Beiming Inn?

When we were in the inn, he called her one ugly girl at a time, which almost pissed her off, but how could she crawl into his territory.

Song Weiwei looked at him, and couldn't help being dazed when she looked at him. She didn't see him too clearly last time, but now she took a closer look, it was really good!

Handsome, beautiful, seductive!

He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful face and pale skin. His long black hair was tied short with a blue headband and flowed behind him.

His face is above Lan Lingche and Mo Ran, comparable to Lin Xiang, but his beauty is completely different from Lin Xiang.

Lin Xiang's beauty is feminine, glamorous.

And his beauty is unruly and ostentatious, and his ostentatiousness is somewhat similar to Mo Ran. In short, Song Weiwei feels that this person is somewhat unpredictable.

At this time, he walked around her with a fan, and when he looked her up and down, although his expression was frivolous and his smile was evil, but his eyes were elegant, like blue sky and white clouds, high mountains and flowing water.

Song Weiwei was almost dizzy by him, and when she saw that his eyes always seemed to stay on her body, she quickly covered her hands and cursed, "Stinky rascal, what a fart you are!"

(End of this chapter)