General, Madam Called You To Farm

  Chapter 735 Violent beating to relieve anger

  Su Xiaoxiao and Yin Xiaodie searched in Nansheng Mountain.

   Along the way, they encountered many famous scenes of snatching white pigeons.

  Everyone wants to be a saint. It doesn't matter whether you are the daughter of the four major families. If you become a saint, you will have many opportunities to make your family stronger.

  The four major families can arrange confidantes to participate in the selection, and although the rest cannot, they can also form a group temporarily.

   "It's very intense."

  Su Xiaoxiao looked at the two groups fighting in the southeast and said.

  She really didn't understand the brain circuit of the person who first created the holy election in the Temple of the Holy Maiden. How did she come up with such an unreliable method to choose the holy maiden?

  The first generation, the second generation...even the previous generations may really have a lot of luck, but now it's all about fighting for family strength.

   "Aren't you going to grab this one too?" Yin Xiaodie asked, pointing at the pigeon they locked in a cloth bag.

  Su Xiaoxiao looked at the five tigers flying away: "Don't grab it."

  Yin Xiaodie suddenly whispered: "Have you noticed that we are being followed?"

  Su Xiaoxiao looked around: "Is there any?"

  Yin Xiaodie nodded very seriously: "It's a bird, it seems to have been flying with us, could it be sent by the saintess to monitor our whereabouts?"

  Su Xiaoxiao: Five Tigers, you are a little spy, people found out.

  Su Xiaoxiao called the Five Tigers over, and said to Yin Xiaodie: "It's my little spy...a little parrot."

  Yin Xiaodie didn't hear the first few words, but she understood the little parrot.

  She didn't delve into it, it was just a dialect.

  She looked at the blue macaw on Su Xiaoxiao's arm, her eyes sparkling: "It's so cute."

  The five tigers spread their wings, puffed out their small chests, and showed off their small chest muscles with great vigor.

  The childish nature in Yin Xiaodie's body couldn't be contained all of a sudden, her small body wished she could jump up, and her invisible tail also wished she could wag.

   Seeing that she liked it, Su Xiaoxiao passed her arm over: "I'll touch it for you."

  Yin Xiaodie blinked, raised her little hand, and when she was about to touch it, she suddenly looked serious and took her hand back: "Who wants to touch? Childish!"

  Five Tigers don't understand.

  It looked back at Su Xiaoxiao.

  Su Xiaoxiao smiled, fed the five tigers a piece of bird food, and let the five tigers fly.

  The five tigers didn't fly far, they kept circling in the sky, dropping to the branches from time to time.

  Yin Xiaodie didn't care about it on the surface, but she wished that her eyes would grow on Wu Hu's body.

  What a cute little parrot, chirping!

   It is worth mentioning that the two met Cheng Qingxue twice on the way.

  In two of them, different people were snatching the white dove, but Cheng Qingxue, like them, did not go to **** it.

  Yin Xiaodie clicked her tongue and said, "Why is she so conscientious?"

  Su Xiaoxiao said: "She knows that those birds are not real holy birds."

  It seems that Cheng Qingxue also has a way to identify the holy bird.

   "Follow her." Su Xiaoxiao.

   "Oh." Yin Xiaodie stepped forward to keep up.

   "It's not you." Su Xiaoxiao smiled.

  The five tigers flew over.

  The five tigers follow Cheng Qingxue, and they follow the five tigers, so that they can reduce the risk of being discovered.

  Cheng Qingxue did not search aimlessly. She has been heading southeast since she entered the mountain.

  Su Xiaoxiao is basically sure that Cheng Qingxue knows where the holy bird is.

  The saintesses in the past were not so bold. Even if Yin Xiaodie had an aunt who was an elder in the Saintess Hall, the other party did not disclose any news about the holy bird.

   It shows how courageous and ruthless the saintess is.

  It's not surprising when you think about it, she has no courage or means, and it is impossible to play Wei Xu's idea.

  Cheng Qingxue stopped in front of a small valley full of lilies of the valley.

  She took out a few dark purple seeds from the purse that accompanied her.

  Yin Xiaodie was taken aback: "The seeds of the snake bone flower!"

  But these seeds have been dried and cannot be planted, otherwise Su Xiaoxiao can **** one and plant one.

  The seeds of snake bone are fatally attractive to holy birds.

  Looks like the holy bird is nearby.

   Sure enough, Cheng Qingxue just walked a few steps in the valley with the seeds in her palm, and a snow-white bird flew from the sky.

  It is a dove, but it is not quite like a dove. It is more beautiful than a dove, with plump wings, a light body, and a small fan-shaped crest on its head.

   Cheng Qingxue's eyes lit up when she saw it!

  The holy bird is coming!

  My sister is right, these seeds are really useful!

  The position of the saint is in her pocket!

   Just when Cheng Qingxue was holding the winning ticket and complacent, the holy bird suddenly spun from her palm, took a bite of the seeds, and flew away with a whiff!

  Cheng Qingxue was shocked.

what's the situation?

  The holy bird is obviously coming for its own bird food?

  Why do they all fly here, but turn sharply and leave?

  The holy bird flew towards the woods as if taking its soul, as if there was a feast of gluttonous food more delicious than these few snake bone seeds.

  Cheng Qingxue frowned, and immediately chased after her with lightness kung fu.

  When she saw the holy bird landing on Su Xiaoxiao's arms, eating the bird food in Su Xiaoxiao's palm with gusto, she was in a bad mood.

"you again!"

  Su Xiaoxiao hid Yin Xiaodie first, and now she is alone.

  She touched the wings of the holy bird, and looked at Cheng Qingxue with a half-smile: "It's me."

   Cheng Qingxue looked at the bird that was feasting, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.

  The holy bird's favorite food is obviously the seeds of snake bone, why is this so?

  She frowned fiercely: "Give me back the holy bird!"

  Su Xiaoxiao said lightly: "Give it back to you? Is the holy bird from your house?"

  Cheng Qingxue said coldly: "I found it first! No one here knows, you must be following me!"

  Su Xiaoxiao asked: "If no one here knows, how do you know? Could it be that you and the saint cheated?"

  Cheng Qingxue's face turned pale from choking.

   Cheating is to be disqualified from the election...

   But she is not reconciled.

   She was the one who lured the holy bird out, but this little liar from the countryside was the one who got there first!

   "Let me say it one last time, you still haven't paid it back to me? If you don't, I'll be rude to you!"

  The little maid named Meiji is not here, so she wants to see who can protect her today!

  Su Xiaoxiao put the holy bird on a branch aside, followed by the five tigers, she was not afraid that the holy bird would fly away and be lost.

  Cheng Qingxue is worried about this. The holy bird is very timid, and may never show up again if it is frightened.

   It's just that she would rather not get it herself than let Su Xiaoxiao get it.

  She threw a whip towards Su Xiaoxiao.

   Another barbed nine-section whip!

   With a snap, the holy bird was scared away.

  Cheng Qingxue became even angrier.

  Su Xiaoxiao didn't wear silver silk gloves. After all, Cheng Qingxue had seen silver silk gloves twice, and she should have revealed her secrets as soon as she took them out.

  She drew Wu Anjun's dagger, and cut off Cheng Qingxue's whip tail neatly.

  Cheng Qingxue looked at her in disbelief: "You...you know martial arts?"

   "Not too good at it, but enough to beat you."

  Su Xiaoxiao didn't give Cheng Qingxue a chance to make a move, stepped forward in a few steps, grabbed the branch with one hand, and kicked Cheng Qingxue's chest.

  Cheng Qingxue only felt a pain in her ribs, and she flew backwards.

   Headfirst, Baji fell into a ditch full of mud.

   Third watch, today is also worthy of praise Fang Fangzai

  (end of this chapter)