Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

The ground was just like an ordinary ground, smooth as water, extremely tender and pink, and the ground looked very clean.

The blood of the killer didn't stain your pink hair.

If you only lower your eyes when there are so many creatures in the sky, you will never really doubt what the underworld is doing in the middle of the night.

At this moment, I held that kid in my arms. I couldn't let him go. I couldn't throw him away (I really wanted to). He stood still like a petrified spell cast by my hands...

The most hateful thing is that when the boy in your arms twists his chubby body out with great feeling and buries his heavy and hot head under your armpit, you cut off the instigator and have to use your tone to announce that you have won the prize and won the product you like.
"Tian Zhuangzhuang."

Have you ever thought that there might be killers out there setting fire?

How else could this be?
You were once a sister who was admired by everyone, but now you have fallen to the point of living and eating with killers. Even if you come here, you will be let down by the killers in the end.

Survive.

Ground.

Looking at the Three Realms and Six Paths, raising spiritual beasts and even studying the ways to tame spiritual beasts in the world of immortal cultivation is not an unpopular profession, but what kind of beasts do the masters raise?
God damn it, don't even spread your wings and fly 80,000 miles!
You swim down into the clear spring in the water and leap out to become the bright moon!
The Earth Killer ran down a thousand miles with his hooves stepping on Yin and Yang!
How could it be otherwise, the dignified senior sister of the Yuntian Sect, a young immortal, a great middle-stage Jindan, revered by all, worshipped by the immortal world as a novice savior, even the law enforcers of the "Kingfisher's Nest" politely call you "immortal"... A person of your age should have at least six one-horned, four-hoofed, winged white horses pulling down the sedan chair from the sky, shattering all the hands and feet.
But I can only come to your head.

The essence of this place has never been killed before, and the neck has been broken.

Have you ever wondered why the plot develops like this?

"I am Tangliling, and I only keep you as my pet." I heard the voice under my numbness, "Think about it, who will jump off the cliff between you and it."

You hummed in shock as you pulled your head out from under my armpit.

The man standing in front of you said, "Hmm," and looked up at it in surprise, moving his loving gaze away from the boy.

Then your hands and your eyes finally become ridiculously your own, dark and full of condemnation.

There was also: "..."
Someone also said: "Come to think of it, now you are all grown up and want to raise one, I suggest you two kill it together."

He took a few gulps of cold tea, pushed the cup back on the table with a force that could shatter the universe, and threw the trembling boy into his arms, then turned around and went back to his room to continue sleeping.
I closed my eyes and thought that I would die if I shed so much blood. But then I thought that I would not die.

Do you even have the energy to morally blackmail me with your eyes?

If it is killed, it can cause harm for thousands of years.

……

When you opened your eyes again, it was almost noon and the fog outside was thick enough to block out the gentle morning light.

The eldest senior sister of the Yuntian Sect lifted the quilt and sat up, reviewing everything that happened yesterday with a grim face. She used the whole process to show off her time, and then included it in the ranking of "The most annoying days in my life"... Each ranking is very meaningful. For example, if one day you are so unlucky as to fall into a strange magic realm and are forced to repeat yesterday's experience infinitely, before you have to choose to work hard to escape, you will choose death without hesitation.

You washed up with an expressionless face, and walked out of the room with an expressionless face. Except for the blood that covered the ground being cleaned up, everything was the same as when you left.

The coffee table kills you, your empty ceramic teacup is placed upside down, and a gap is smashed out of the edge of the cup;
Only your half-cold tea is left under the teapot on the edge of the tea table;
The couch is raised like a mountain, and the man is sleeping soundly under his hand.

I had to choose between walking over and kicking him awake with your foot or pouring the remaining cold tea on him. I stepped lightly and sneaked to the side of the couch as lightly as a cat, then reached out and picked up the quilt that covered my body. Your foot didn't come out.

Ok.
The hand is not awake.
And breathing.
The body was killed and the short-sleeved shirt was put out from the deep of the cabinet.

I pinched two fingers under the corner of the quilt. My face quickly heated up and my heart beat too fast, causing numbness in my hands and feet. My toes came out of my shoes and the uppers came out. How could I hide it under my clothes? How could I get it out with my hands...

Is it a pervert to be scolded while having your clothes taken out by a meeting?

If someone hides clothes with his hands, you will definitely scold him.

You seem to have suffered a blow and your breathing is difficult. When you try hard to breathe in through your nostrils, something moves in the man's arms, rolling around, and finally it lifts up the corner of your head and gives you a thought.

You shook your hand and covered it with the sheet. You shook your head and tried to show your dark green eyes. Finally, it squatted by the couch and started to attack.
The dark green bean eyes turned into poached egg tearful eyes.

(Probably the sky changes from “·_·” to “QAQ”)
There was also: "..."

You poked your finger at the wet ground and the eldest sister of Yuntian Sect asked expressionlessly: "Are you going to cry and still cry?"

Zhuangzhuang: “Σ(?д?lll)!”

　Tolerate the devil!
Every female hand is a devil!
Obviously, he still had a vivid memory of the scene last night when the evil spirit ordered him to jump off the cliff. With fear and trepidation, he looked closely at the cliff outside his cave hidden in the thick white morning fog. Then he turned his head and saw that his face was paralyzed.
Without hesitation, it turned its head and desperately used its hooves to throw the hunter's chest, indicating that it was getting up.

It only takes you a lot, and it has to bear too much.

The butcher was dressed neatly, but his shorts were messed up by the butcher's hoof. His collar was loosened, revealing his clear collarbone and vague abdominal muscles...

The man groaned from deep in his nose. He was probably forced to turn on the phone from a deep sleep that day. He was half-dazed and his eyes were still filled with deep fatigue and sleepiness. He was turned over and his eyes met with the eldest senior sister of the Yuntian Sect who was squatting beside the couch.

Some people even have a beard and eyelashes that are too long to be criminally acceptable.

"Kill underground, how are you still alive?"

no answer.

Suddenly, you were caught off guard by the huge hand that fell on your head before you could even pull up your furry hair.

The warm and broad palms rubbed the strands of hair, making a rustling sound. The man yawned although his eyes were open, but his mind was not clear enough, and his voice was hoarse as if the sky was scalded by hot sand.

"Day to day? You will let me sleep again."

……

Want to leave at dawn or you may waste some energy, but you sleep until three in the morning and miss breakfast.

There was also a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core, whose body had already begun to transform into a mortal body. After a few large meals, he felt so hungry that he simply went under the Tangyi tree to meditate and regulate his breathing.

When you finish your Zhou Tian circulation, you will see it in front of the cave door across the street. The earth craftsman who has just finished washing up is leaning against the door and can see it from afar.
Zhuangzhuang was hung up by the arms, and his head was held up by the big hands... He was so round and plump, and was lifted up easily, letting his limbs fly around in the air happily.

He recovered quickly, as if half of his body had bled dry last night, and at this moment he looked more energetic than a few days ago.

"Lunch, Sister Xianchu." He said lazily.

There was also a move with a blue sword, and just as he was about to jump to kill, he suddenly remembered something and turned around, pointed to the place where he was hanging by the arm and asked: "Is it going too?"

The killer asked in confusion: "Are you a maggot?"

First, the dining hall was set up for meal that day.
Secondly, Taoist priests are great monks and they use abstinence. Are you sure you just want it to see its own kind being sliced ​​and served with carrots and peppers and you're lying on the plate together?
Sometimes I just stared at him in silence, hoping that he would be smart enough to think of it himself.

The man saw that she was talking so loudly, but he thought he had to refuse silently. He was stunned for a moment and was a little surprised. When he saw her, he wanted to pull his hand back: "Sorry... I'm here to wash it for you."

I even pursed my lips.

"It's been so ferocious since the day before, and I have to learn some etiquette from it."

You have to listen to what you have to say.

The killer didn't show any resistance on your face, but reluctantly, he curled his lips and said gently: "Today I acted on my own initiative, yesterday you were in a good mood, I just thought that maybe there was an animal around who could cheer you up."

There was also: "..."

Killer: "It's okay, I'll put it down first and send it down the mountain later."

Someone replied: "Come on."

Killer: "Hmm?"

"Go, go, go! Come on! Go!" Someone couldn't stand it anymore and kicked your feet in the air, and then he dropped his sword, "Take it! Go to the canteen! I want to eat spicy meat!"

When the carpenter handed the trembling thing to the man, he took it with a dark face, stepped on the sword with both hands, pulled his hair from behind, and said sincerely: "Would you like to send it down the mountain?"

The only one who was unlucky was Zhuang Zhuang. Xiang Dizi suddenly tightened his thin arms because of the heavy weight and groaned.

……

The first time you walked into the dining hall with your cute little girl in your arms, you received everyone's attention.

Taotao rushed over with a sesame cake in her mouth, blinking her eyes curiously, "Senior Sister Ri Ri, what the hell?"

The one who killed him looked extremely calm, but in fact he would be dead soon.
Someone even said, "The ground."

Tao Tao cried out in shock. She had never thought about it before, and racked her brains to think about where the senior sister Datong had gotten this thing from. Was it a pet? But which female cultivator in the world would raise such beautiful pets?

How, how can I raise it only for the land?

Taotao wrote the big shit on her face, and subconsciously it followed her and stepped into the dining hall. The man's hand, everyone's hand, was detected by the bone identification pavilion yesterday. Five spiritual roots have been spread throughout the sect.
Hasn’t senior sister been chased away yet?
Although it is indeed growing very well.
But the five spiritual roots... are so useless!
Was the earth and sky sent down?
I patted Taotao's shoulder and gave you a warning. I hooked my finger under her chin and stared at her. Didn't I twist my face back?

Taotao suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Mo, only to see that there was no wave in the eyes of the eldest sister of the Yuntian Sect, nor was there much warmth.

All your thoughts seemed to be read in an instant. Taotao broke out in a cold sweat and shrank her head: "Yes, I'm sorry, Senior Sister... I didn't..."

Some people just shook their heads and passed by me.

He took it in his arms and ate it normally with the lady in the canteen. He even asked for an extra bowl of lotus rice porridge. From the murderous expression on the lady's face, the Yuntian Sect's senior sister guessed that the lady's reputation had probably plummeted to the bottom due to her behavior of bringing food into the canteen without permission.

From now on, I will fantasize about taking it and burying the meat under the white rice.

The surroundings were too scary to look at. It was not easy to find an empty seat in the corner. Because the table was too shabby, no one was willing to sit there. As soon as I moved over, the thing in my arms started to churn...
Heavy down.
The Jindan-stage cultivator who could break a thousand-pound iron with his bare hands actually had some great excitement.
He staggered and was brought to the edge of the table by the force of the cricket pupa, and his two hooves were already kicking desperately trying to fall onto the table.

"You still want to kill the table?"

Lower your voice and take the opportunity to slap that ass that's so good at killing the world.
"Snap" sound.
It feels great in the hand.
Suddenly I understand why there are so many perverted killers in this world. The story of the Eighteen Forbidden People Coming to the Mortal World can be developed into a separate topic for it.

"Don't move. Is it big enough to kill all the people on the table?"

Sometimes you want to pick it up and use your hands to clean the dusty table.

At this time, the tall figure of the carpenter behind you comes over, blocking some of your strange eyes and placing the food on the table.

Suddenly, she moved closer to your lower body temperature and was ready to slap your butt again. She tilted her head slightly and looked at the man who was placing the food sideways.

"What?" asked the landowner.

"..." Someone cleared his throat and said, "It's okay."

Although Zhuangzhuang was born only yesterday, he knows the rules very well. He didn't show any ferocity when he got food from the table. He circled around to Mizhou and turned around to hum.

There were times when my face and the weather were very smelly, but I never mentioned throwing it off the table again.

The imagined "slurping" noise of eating did not appear, at most you could make a "click, click" sound, and Zhuangzhuang was completely like the man who had been holding it for a long time.
The stereotype is that he is rough and uncouth, but in fact, he is inexplicably a bit too big and in line with his status and image, which makes him dignified and elegant.

During the meal, he was being glared at by his fellow disciples. It had been a constant stream of looks. The luck and prestige that he had accumulated over the past few days were beginning to vanish. When he seriously thought about when he would be back to his disgraced reputation, it was a big surprise. At that moment, a man sat down across the table.

You want to gain weight.

With your hand in your pocket, the medicine cabinet wanted to see your fat face and called you by your name, and asked: "Did your sect's rules come out of the dog's stomach? Do you know if the spirit beast can be brought to the dining hall?"

Hey.
Some of the pharmacies have started to cause trouble every few days, just like the sun is rising and the sky is getting bigger.
Bai Zhi is still lying there, and they have been harassing him for two days.

"Go away."
There was also someone who used a spoon to skim aside the sweet-scented osmanthus wine in front of him and killed the sweet-scented osmanthus petals under him, not even bothering to lift his eyelids, "Which eye did you use to see the beast coming? It's just farmland."

Probably because he didn't expect that someone with such a big face would find a way out, Xie Hui was choked.

At this time, when you passed by Xia Lusang, who was brought to your bowl of noodles, you were caught by Xie Hui. You grabbed the second most powerful person in Yuntian Sect, Xiang Shimei, and shouted, "Xiang Shimei, please judge for yourself!"

Lu Sang was suddenly dragged into the war, his face flushed and his neck thickened with nervousness, the soup in his hands was about to spill, he was also grateful.

Some people even raised their heads and ate the sweet-scented osmanthus wine seriously, and Xie Hui's eyes were wide open, full of expectation. After weighing the pros and cons, Lu Sang finally said in a voice of thought: "Senior sister, what Senior Brother Xie said is completely wrong..."

Have you ever looked up at it?

Lu Sang subconsciously took a step back and had to tough it out before he could finish his words.

"I, I also raised cattle in the countryside. You had to take care of their eating, drinking, defecation and urination. And, it was quite dirty."

Lu Sang's voice was loud and clear, but it was loud enough for the entire dining hall to hear.
Hearing that you have to go to this place for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, everyone's face changed slightly, and they turned around. Most of them turned from curious glances to big approval.

The lady in the canteen was almost drawing her knife.

Only one day he was very calm. He would reach out his hand to touch the porridge he had just finished eating and would casually wipe its mouth with his handkerchief.
"It has never been on the ground since it was born."
Then turned to Xie Hui.
"It's much cleaner than you."

Xie Hui's smug look immediately turned into furious anger.

Lu Sangda was unwilling to continue being cannon fodder in their war, so he seized the opportunity to sneak over with his head lowered, chose a seat at the table farthest away from them and sat down. When he picked up the chopsticks, his hands dropped to the ground due to nervousness.

Either the war breaks out or Xie Hui loses and flees. The players waited until the curtain was set, but unexpectedly Xie Hui did not leave.

The one sitting there killed me. I stared at him with deep hatred and thought about it for a long time. He wanted to remind me that if I dared to touch your hair, I would have my hair pulled out.

At this moment, Da Rong had no idea what he was thinking. He suddenly reached out and picked up a piece of carrot from his own stir-fried meat with peppers and handed it to Zhuang Zhuang's mouth.

The kid was so frightened by the sudden reach out that he jumped off the table with all his limbs spread out. Without hesitation, he gave Xie Hui a finger at your mouth, causing the latter to scream in pain and roll into the killer's arms!
"Ah! Ahhhhh! You all know what's going on, don't you think of these beasts?"

"Don't shout!"
He frowned, grabbed the quilt and pointed at it, then he neatly arranged your teeth marks on the skin, threw it away, and cursed, "What are you thinking, feeding you meat? Are you stupid? You still have the nerve to shout?"

Xie Hui had always thought that he could get whatever he wanted, and he had never suffered any injustice. He cried and scolded the person who was born in Dazu and thought that he knew what was good and what was bad. He was smelly, dirty, rude and mean.
And the more he cursed, the more excited he became.

He could endure it at first, but later he couldn't bear it anymore and turned around and asked the killer to cover Zhuangzhuang's ears.

Someone also said: "Heaven has bad reviews. If you want your child to grow up, you must listen."

Killing the Earthsmith: "..."

"Cover your eyes, too." Someone stood up and walked around the table, "The next scene is also suitable for children."

He had stretched his muscles so much that they were about to break, and took a ferocious step forward to reach out to Xie Hui, hoping to defeat a Foundation Establishment Stage opponent like you. He was frightened and jumped up in an instant, shouting for help.

The land-killer tried to be a peacemaker, waving his hand to calm things down and said, "Would you like to make a big plan?"

You open your mouth and let Xie Hui directly direct the war against you.
Can you provoke a Jindan stage cultivator and also provoke an ordinary person with five spiritual roots?
"Don't talk, you mortal! Yesterday, you tested five spiritual roots and the whole sect knew about it. You feel ashamed, right? Everyone knows that it killed you for a reason. Why do you always contradict Yunsha Immortal Venerable and even reject Yunsha Immortal Venerable? Is it because you are good at sweet talk? After knowing that you have no hope of having a Taoist partner with five spiritual roots, you sent a rough and lowly creature as a valuable gift. It really fits your status as a great killer!"
"Always, everyone laughs at you, but you are the funniest! Do you have Alzheimer's disease? You actually like a killer!"
"Being killed stinks!"
"You know that everyone is talking about you behind your back, saying that you are a self-degrading person and have never had a good life. You are a Jindan-stage cultivator, but you eat and live with ordinary people all day long. There is no difference between Tangyan Ridge and the Underworld!"
"Everyone who gives you a gift to please you would treat you like a treasure!"

After being scolded, it didn't have time to feel ashamed of killing the earth craftsman, nor did it have time to cry after being scolded. It just suddenly realized that the surroundings had become quiet.
It seems that no one has come to catch me.

You turned your head in surprise, and just as you were about to leave, the eldest sister of the Yuntian Sect had a completely cold expression on her face. She used her thumb to push away the green sword on her waist.
How can it draw its sword without hands?

When all the hands saw the silver flash past you, the sword had returned to its sheath.

With a loud "boom", the table between him and Xie Hui was neatly cut in half by the sword energy, and at the same time, Xie Hui's belt fell to the ground.

You wanted to get fat, and then you squatted down and screamed, your pants fell off, your face flushed, and your whole hand was lifted up, shaking.

"Apologize."

The voice of the eldest sister of the Yuntian Sect seemed to be mixed with thousand-year-old ice.

"Say it's Daqi, attack me, and I'll go to the ground."

(End of this chapter)