The snake demon husband is hard on the bow

After finishing speaking, he rolled up another handful of red silk and stuffed it into Mo Qingye's mouth, he really couldn't even kill himself by biting his tongue.If there is a word in the world that is more hopeless than all hope, it can be used to describe his state of mind at this time.

The various flavors in his mouth made him nauseous, and the bed was covered with fallen petals, like a silent elegy.

Hua Gu, dressed in thin clothes, left with a contented smile, dazzled by the moonlight.

The world is as dark as ruins.

Those deep blue eyes were opened blankly, the light in the eyes dimmed inch by inch, and finally lost all luster.Live or die, does it matter?

For him, it seems that there is no more.

Let this barren ruins bury itself.

For the memory of forgetting.For the past misses, for the hard-to-break brand of fate.

Mo Qingye.

The night is light, the shadows of the trees are in harmony, and the moon hangs on the willows.

Time flies, passing through the gloomy darkness, and a sunset glow across the sky.

Looking far and wide, there is white snow, and the light gray shadow of the forest is reflected on the snow, like a plain ink painting.

To this day, Du Yuanyuan has refined the wordless cheats to the sixth level.

And Wei Renzhong also gave him a lot of freedom during this period. Not only did he not interfere with Xiaodie's affairs, he even asked less questions on weekdays. , I always feel that there is something wrong.

He has always been thinking about Mo Qingye, not only that, but the hatred hidden in his heart has become more intense and sharp as time goes by.

Ever since he discovered the unexpected effect of fireball, he has been focusing on it all the way. Now he has mastered arson with great proficiency. It is no longer just a small ball of fire that is as big as an inch on his fingertips, but can It is easy to eject the fireball, and the moment the fireball leaves the fingertips, it becomes violent and huge, with the potential to start a prairie fire.Du Yuanyuan was very satisfied with this. It can be said that it was an unexpected gain from practicing this wordless skill, and it gave him a great chance of winning.So Xiao Du, who felt very comfortable and safe, often had hallucinations in the dead of night, and simply set fire to Shenyin Valley, but after thinking about it again, there were many precious herbs in the valley, so it would be a pity to kill them so hastily.

The fire technique is different from the fire of the world. Ordinary flames can be extinguished with water, but this one is different. Not only is it impervious to rain and snow, but it can also burn everything. No matter what material it is, it will instantly turn into ashes.So this became Du Yuanyuan's final trump card against Wei Renzhong. The only thing that made him feel uneasy was that the psychic bird had been following him like a shadow, fearing that his every move had already fallen into the eyes of the bad old man. Why did Old Wei not move?What are you thinking.

Or did he feel that he would not, nor have the ability, to put him to death?This is a knot that has troubled Du Yuanyuan for a long time. Sometimes he even asks Xiaodie about Niu playing the piano, and Xiaodie gives him a simple and direct answer: blame the old man for being afraid of his father.

Really, Du Yuanyuan sounds very useful, but he doesn't believe it at all.

The evil in the world, especially the old fox like Wei Renzhong, can't figure out what he thinks in his heart at all.

So in this long and cold winter, Du Yuanyuan devoted himself to practicing exercises.

Regardless of the wind in the southeast and northwest, the way to be strong is to be strong.

If he could have the skills of his grandson Fu Lingxiao, not to mention Wei Renzhong, even Wuming would not pay attention to them, they could do whatever they wanted to do, even if they let the horse come over, how domineering Xiao Sa would be.

This evening, Du Yuanyuan, who had practiced hard all day, sat side by side with Xiaodie under the tree in front of the wooden house, drinking and chatting as usual.

Since having little mushrooms, Xiao Du's quality of life has improved significantly, and he has begun to pay attention to taste.

This is all thanks to the wine brewed by Xiao Mushroom.

Xiaodie was free on weekdays, so she began to study wine making techniques. At the end of autumn, she picked a few bags of wild fruits in the Shenyin Valley, washed them clean, sealed them in a pottery, and blended several flavors of herbal wine made by herself. Material, although it is not a superb system, but the taste is really outstanding. Du Yuanyuan has never drunk this kind of wine in his entire life, whether it is wine or not, fruit wine is not necessarily the same, it has a taste of vodka, There is whiskey mixed in, which is cool anyway.

As a thank you, Du Yuanyuan made several clothes for Little Mushroom by lighting a lamp and boiling oil. After a long period of training, his needlework can now be done well. After a little bit of sophistication, Xiaodie puts on the new clothes, she is so beautiful, of course, the main reason is the beauty in her heart, if you want to wear the clothes made by Du Yuanyuan with sentimental and elegant charm, it is really not something ordinary people can do.

Xiao Duzhou took a sip of wine, smacked his lips and said, "Xiaodie, your father and I have already practiced the sixth level of magical skills, how about it? Praise me."

"Daddy is awesome." Xiaodie said, clapping her hands.

Du Yuanyuan waved his hand, "Where is it, praise me hard!"

"Daddy, you are hard to find in the world, uh, number one in the world."

"Haha, this is too much, but I love to hear it." Du Yuanyuan laughed loudly, and the moment he looked up, he caught sight of the little bird with light yellow feathers, and said casually, "I see you staring at it all day long." I am not cold."

In the next second, Xiao Du was dumbfounded, and immediately jumped up from the rock, jumping high, Little Mushroom said in surprise, "What's the matter, Daddy, did the little bird pull Papa onto your head?" .”

Du Yuanyuan waved his hand violently to signal her to be quiet, and gasped for several breaths with a panicked expression, "Illusion, it's definitely an illusion."

"What's the matter, Daddy." Little Mushroom got up and walked around him a few times, "There is no bird poop."

"No!" Du Yuanyuan looked at her, then looked up at the bird, "I heard it talking just now."

"Little bird? Daddy, you mean the little bird can talk?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Du nodded vigorously, and then said to Xiaoniao, "You are Wei Renzhong's eyeliner, aren't you?"

I saw the little bird glanced at him arrogantly, bowed its small head and combed its feathers with its beak. There was no sign of uttering words at all. Then it flapped its wings, shook its tail very comfortably, and made a few noises. tweet.

"You bastard, how dare you scold me!" Du Yuanyuan acted half-crazy, picked up a stone and threw it at the little bird. He opened, found a new position and looked at him even more contemptuously, with an angry cooing sound in his throat.

"Still scolding, right? I'll let you scold, see I'll catch you today!" Xiao Du rolled up his arms and sleeves and climbed up the tree. Little Mushroom watched the fun from the sidelines, clapping his hands and applauding, "Daddy catch it! Pull its fur off!"

Du Yuanyuan climbed up the tree in two or three strokes, and now it is common for him to climb a tree and get into the water. The little bird looked at it calmly and contemptuously, with no intention of dodging at all, and simply dismissed it.