The Door Keeps Getting Smaller And Smaller

Lu Shenxing smiled furiously, "You want to kill me?"

Ning Que's breathing was short, he bit || his teeth clenched, his brows were dark and sometimes shallow, and there was a vaguely imprint of a tripod, which looked like a ghost and looked a bit hideous.

Lu Shenxing didn't move, and his heart was overwhelmed. Hei Yaoding had already recognized that Ning Que was the master. He closed his eyebrows and looked at him, and he could tell that Ning Que was shaking.

The voice was still hysterical over and over again, and Ning Que's clear and bright eyes gradually became cloudy, dark, and scarlet again, and it was noisy.

Lu Shenxing still didn't move, his calmness came from the trust and intuition accumulated over several generations.

Stared at by that kind of gentle gaze, there are too many things in it. Ning Que suddenly felt where he had seen it before, and there was a sharp pain in his mind, his mind was raging uncontrollably, and his pupils shrank slightly. A mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and the body fell forward.

Lu Shenxing held Ning Que with his arms tightened in his arms. He lifted his eyelids and glanced lightly. Liuyang was standing in the shade of a tree not far away, his expression on his face was not clear.

"You are not a white wind."

Lu Shenxing heard this statement when he passed by Liuyang. There was no surprise. He didn't speak either, and he acquiesced to it.

Liuyang, who stayed in the same place, tightened his jaw. What he just wanted to say was not that sentence.

Jiang Wangchu saw Lu Shenxing come back holding Ning Que, he hurried to throw away the food and ran up, and asked concerned, "Brother, what happened to Junior Brother?"

"It should be tired." Lu Shenxing calmly wiped the bloodshot from the corner of Ning Que's mouth.

Jiang Wangchu said, he was also tired and did not dare to sleep.

The wind and grass are moving, and the tranquility of the secret environment is not beautiful. No one knows that there is a bird of prey lying somewhere, sending a fatal blow at any time.

After stroking all the plot twice, Lu Shenxing pinched his nose impetuously, "Open your eyes when you wake up."

Ning Que, who was pretending to be asleep, sat up uncomfortably, his eyes drooping, "big brother."

Lu Shenxing made a sound from his nose, "Yes."

After a moment of silence, Ning Que took out a black three-legged small tripod the size of a copper coin and said, "Brother, this is for you."

Lu Shenxing nodded, "Since it recognizes you as its master, it can do it for itself."

The hand stopped in the air was awkwardly retracted. Ning Que panicked. Senior brother still blamed him. He was very confused, but the voice came out again, and he was still chattering endlessly, saying that Senior Brother was his calamity. Will ruin his fairy road, he roared angrily, "Shut up!"

Ning Que's chest rises and falls rapidly, and he unconsciously tries to maintain it, and hates to hear who says it's not the big brother.

Stupidly, the eight-headed demon roared madly in the cauldron, and looked away, thinking that this man was innocent and innocent, calculated to replace it after going out, and then return to the demon world. In these thousands of years, he has imagined that he dominates the three realms countless times. In the scene, I wouldn’t have expected to control this person’s cultivation.

At the beginning, I didn't expect it. The stupid man repaired, and the big shit, the eight-headed demon wanted to vomit blood, but he just opened his mouth and couldn't even do this.

Unable to sort out his emotions, Ning Que sighed in frustration and moved to the left of Jiang Wangchu, "Senior Brother, if someone would rather hurt himself than hurt another person." He pursed his lips, "Then. What would this person think about the other?"

"Little Junior Brother, you asked the right person." Jiang Wangchu blinked his small eyes triumphantly, "I really know this."

Ning Que lifted his heart to his throat, "What is it?"

"You want that person to be yours..." Jiang Wangchu smiled, "Tao companion."

Ning Que blurted out, "Nonsense!" He got up and left, in a hurry.

The inexplicable Jiang Wangchu wiped his face. He was just making a joke. Why is the little brother really angry? Isn't the little brother joking with him?

From the moment he walked into the mountain, Lu Shenxing found Youdao's eyes were always behind him. He suddenly turned around, and Ning Que, who was too late to avoid him, was caught.

"tired?"

Ning Que tilted his head and pretended not to know anything.

"Ning Que." Lu Shenxing obviously didn't intend to let him go, so he simply named him by name.

Be careful to hide your nervousness. The dimples on Ning Que's face are clear. He smiled and said, "Big brother, do you call me?"

Lu Shenxing rolled his eyes. When do I think you will be awkward?

Liuyang's eyes flashed for a moment, and he lowered his head.

Some people have the same heart as the eighteenth bend of the mountain road, such as Liuyang, who never reveal their minds. There are also people who can’t hide anything and put them all on the bright side. Jiang Wangchu is such a person. He feels that the big brother and the young The juniors are very strange. If you can't tell the strangeness, you feel close and others can't intervene. He looks envious.

Liuyang heard Jiang Wangchu's voice, his face expressionless, "I don't know."

"I think the senior brother is right." Jiang Wangchu made up his mind, "I will follow the master and practice hard when I go back. Second senior brother, please supervise me!"

Surprised, Liuyang lifted his chin slightly.

Lu Shenxing, who was walking in the front, knew that the progress of the deputy task had reached 50%. He raised his eyebrows, and according to this progress, he could finish it quickly.

Ning Que had the idea of ​​giving Heiyaoding to Lu Shenxing for safekeeping. The eight-headed demons in it were just like being sold by||, and said pitifully not to give me to him. I didn't like the breath of him.

In the next second, Ning Que gave Ding to Lu Shenxing, accompanied by the stern roar of the Eight Demons.

"Big brother, I still can't suppress this Black Jade Ding." Ning Que twisted his eyebrows. He was injured when he got the cauldron. After the blood dripped on the cauldron, he sensed that there was still a breath in it.

Lu Shenxing took the tripod in his hand and considered looking for Wan Guanqian to ask if there was any way to suppress the Eight-Headed Demon, before the Demon had recovered.

Not long after, Lu Shenxing suddenly felt something wrong. He stretched out his hand and touched his arms, his face suddenly changed from horror, and the egg was broken.

"What's this?" Ning Que's eyes lit up, and his eyebrows were covered with joy. "A snake?" As he said, he couldn't bear to touch it with his fingers.

"Snake? Where is it?" Jiang Wangchu yelled in fright. He saw a small green strip wriggling there||moved, and his whole body was erected. The little junior was afraid of rats, why not be afraid of this Slippery||Greasy||Greasy things?

The little green thing has a long index finger, and it's fleshy. Lu Shenxing knew that this thing would soon grow up like ||||||, and it comes with a halo, so he simply named it. Fatty.

So the male protagonist is fat before he matures.

"It doesn't seem to be a snake." Ning Que seemed to like the fat on Lu Shenxing's hands inexplicably.

Jiang Wangchu looked at the cold war, he was most afraid of reptiles.

"Young aphids?" Liuyang lowered his voice.

Lu Shenxing didn't hide anything from him, "Well, the master let me go before leaving."

Liuyang frowned, "There is no aura here."

Lu Shenxing and Liuyang looked at each other, his forehead jumped suddenly, cheating, no matter what the situation is, the actor will definitely not be so good, his body's spiritual power seems to be average, this time it is estimated to be tragedy.

The deeper the mountains and forests, the heavier the humidity, and the faint smell of blood in the air, Lu Shenxing turned around and walked to Ning Que very naturally, in a protective posture, Ning Que was stunned and cast his eyes down.

There are scattered pieces of meat on the ground || pieces, inside|| dirty, I don't know what it belongs to, and there is a disgusting smell.

Liuyang clenched the long sword tightly and moved forward intently, Jiang Wangchu's rare honest duty once, his face was pale, and his mouth closed without saying a word.

"who?"

A wary question came from the lingering mist on the opposite side, and Lu Shenxing raised his voice, "Below is the white wind of Hengyang Sect."

"It turned out to be a Taoist friend of the Hengyang Sect.

The chaotic footsteps gradually approached, and Lu Shenxing saw a dozen young men and women coming out of the fog, all of them with blood left over from the killing, who belonged to Qiongxian.

The woman in red is the one who planted love in Liuyang's heart, the daughter of Qiong Xian.

Lu Shenxing quickly glanced at Liuyang imperceptibly. He simply said goodbye to those people, and then turned his head after passing them, "Master told me that there are fragments of artifacts in the purple bamboo forest. Let's go quickly. The secret is open. Time is running out."

Jiang Wangchu looked back, "Big brother, keep your voice down and you will be heard by the Qiongxian gang."

The Qiong Xianmen group who listened to each other's words exchanged their eyes, and laughed sarcastically, "That Bai Fengqi is really a mess, this time we are lucky."

Next, Lu Shen walked for a while and stopped, slowly, suddenly turning into a weak wind.

Jiang Wangchu stared anxiously, "Big brother, why did you stop again? He was robbed by the Qiongxianmen when he was late."

"What's the rush? It's not a hurry to reincarnate." Lu Shenxing checked the moving green ring around his hand, and he said casually.

Ning Que touched his nose. Big brother should have other ideas.

Liuyang didn't ask too much.

The mist that pervaded the surroundings became vaguely misty, like a flowing slurry, interfering with the five senses, and everything became misty.

Jiang Wangchu was the first to walk out of the fog, and he stood guarding his surroundings.

I don't know how long it took, Liuyang's figure appeared from the mist, and he was still carrying a woman in a red dress. The death enveloping him was thick and breathless.

"Second brother, you and her, you..." Jiang Wangchu joked. He found that there were three scars on the woman's neck, which seemed to be scratched by something, her flesh and blood turned black, and it was obviously poisoned.

He took a breath, but fortunately, the senior brother was exhausted, and they didn't catch up.

I couldn't help but look at the traces on the woman's face.||The traces seemed to have come out of her own person. Jiang Wangchu thought in a deceptive manner, the second senior brother didn't think of the woman as someone?

What are you thinking about?Jiang Wangchu twitched himself, staring at the fog eagerly, "Why haven't the senior brother and the younger junior brother come out yet? Isn't something wrong?"

When Liuyang tidied his clothes, the shadow between his brows was heavy.

In that mist, Lu Shenxing's mind was half blurred and half sober, no matter how Ning Que kissed him on his face, how he cried and moaned||Yin, please comfort him, he did not move until Ning Que called his name .

The mist in the mountains and forests was so mixed, some were poisonous, some psychedelic, and some were normal. Lu Shenxing deliberately brought them over, just wanting to see the scene before him.

People in this mist will expose the most part of their inner emotions, whether they know it, they are self-deceiving, or they don't even understand it.

If there is no love thread, you can easily come out. Once you are born, then everything you do will follow your heart, and you will not stop if you are not satisfied.

"Big brother...I feel uncomfortable..." Ning Que's overflowing voice was intermittent.

"It will be comfortable in a while." Lu Shenxing kissed him and rolled||hot earlobes.

When meeting frankly, Lu Shenxing suddenly thought of something. He pressed Ning Que to his chest and snorted, "Close your eyes for me."

Fatty, lying on his stomach, closed his eyes the size of sesame seeds.

Under special circumstances, Lu Shenxing didn't choose to fight guerrilla warfare or play hide-and-seek, and directly confronted Ning Que. He stretched out his hand and touched again, not letting go.

The door frame was too ordinary. The ordinary friends of Lu Shenxing couldn't help but shed two tears with excitement, and the tears flowed into a river.

It’s the younger brother, poof, suppressed the yellow||