Chapter 157: Thousands of mountains

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"Don't be locked up like me again." The sentence echoed in the heart of the little spider spirit for a long time, wandering in the sea for a long time, and some sighed in a sense of perplexity, a pair of eyes almost looked out of control at the gloom. 'S back, "Original, it turns out ... is this your cage ..."
A pair of lovely autumn eyes, a kind of unspeakable charm, a frown on the small face, for a long time, silly, stunned.
"Can I ... do something for him?"
The little spider whispered softly. No one understands this kind of day living in a dark cell. If possible, she wants to let Wang Quanfugui let herself go, and she also wants to make it escape. But where can this little demon who cultivated for decades do it?
The small hands carved in jade were tightly held together. The little spider exhaled heavily, and a beam of aura emerged in his mind. When he was kept in captivity, the happiest thing every day was nothing but a gap in the window sill In the middle, she secretly aimed at the scenery outside for a while, whether she saw the dim night or the rising dawn, she could be happy for a while.
"He should also like to see the scenery outside." Inadvertently, a beautiful view from the high mountain at night, like a picture scroll, kept turning pages in his mind, a charming smile hung, the little spider slowly Say, "Next time, we must show you the next time we meet."
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Across several courtyards, Chen Xiao, who was bored and idle, sat on the roof of the ridge and looked away, seeing a good play in the royal residence of Wang Quanfu, with a grass in his mouth, twisted A little sour neck, stood up, patted the dust on his body, Chen Xiao shook his head sighed and said.
"Oh, it's a natural match."
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Day after day, for a full week, the little spider essence will appear on the back of the eaves every morning in the morning, watching his sword practice and watching tea tasting. This has almost become her daily habit. , His figure always couldn't help but emerge in his mind.
On the contrary, at the dawn of the day, when the king and the wealthy get up, there is a trace of vitality in the indifferent eyes, and they are tangled in their hearts. How can the concealing means of the little demon, such as the little devil, conceal the first master of the royal family.
But somehow, when practicing sword and tea every day, there was a quiet gaze on him. The inexplicable peace of mind and infinite warmth made him unwilling to lift this veil for a long time.
"Ah ... here again ..." The sigh of light mosquitoes sighed, his hands paused when tasting tea, and the sword beside him was no longer a wooden sword but a sword of kingship named after the demon, Wang Quanfugui exhaled deeply, even if he didn't want to face it, he had to take action.
Uh!
boom!
With a sharp sword, a powerful sword light, the power is even more than several times before!
Behind the halved eaves, the little spider's eyes were scared, and half a head flinched out.
"Father said that the frequent visitor must be an assassin ..." Wang Quanfu Gui stood up slightly, his gaze stayed on the body of the little spider, and observed her every move. He had never been involved in the world. I do n’t understand the world, I only know the rules ...
"Do you really think I won't kill you?"
It seemed as if the courage had been summed up, and the fortitude on the small face was rare, and he said: "Yes ... Yes ... I'm sorry!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Thousands of silk threads were spit out of the small mouth. Silver thread-like spider silk fluttered in the air and intertwined. A colorful silk thread shuttled back and forth, dazzling and dazzling!
"Is this your formation?" Wang Quanfugui looked carefully at the so-called "formation", but did not feel a hint of threat, his eyebrows condensed, and Jianguang said coldly, "The killing ... is it still behind?"
Since his birth, as the strongest weapon in Daomen, he has been unable to count the number of assassinations with both hands. The day of fearfulness continued until he was twelve, because from which year there was no assassin. Is his opponent ...
The toe is lightly stepped, the figure is like electricity, and the body has been practiced to be fascinating. In the blink of an eye, the sharp blade easily crosses the colorful spider silk, and the blade trembles, the tip of the sword is in the throat of the little spider. , Only millimeters away!
"Killing you is not a waste of power." Wang Quanfugui said coldly. For this little spider with the same fate as him, he sometimes couldn't get his hands down. When he turned his head, the afterglow of the corner of his eyes aimed behind him. Arrange the 'Array Method' above.
"This ... is this?"
The goal is a brocade embroidery painting, that is the vast river surface, the waves are rippling with the mountain-shaped ghost image, the odd mountains are standing, the mountains are connected, the green is steep, the clouds cover the fog, the Cangjiang is a few songs, there are a few clusters of reed Cong, still welcoming people in Huanna, stands a majestic palace.
Where is this scenery? Wang Quanfugui had never seen it before, but he knew it was beautiful ... he liked it very much ...
"This is a panoramic view of your home! I ran around the mountain a few times to find the best angle." The little spider smiled shallowly, and the innocent and lovely look was far more charming, a little tiger tooth, The delicate little eyes narrowed and said sweetly, "The silk brocade with demon silk was trained when you were caught. I heard that you can't go out casually, and you don't even know what your home looks like, so I showed it to you, The place where you live is beautiful! "
"In the future, I will go to more and more places to show you the outside world." The little spider slowly raised his head and looked at the king and the rich. His pair of flexible eyes were like water. "Let me be your eyes." ... "
"My ... eyes?" Wang Quanfugui froze for a moment, wondering when the high sword had fallen, his eyes were full of shock, and his heart was filled with an indescribable feeling ...
One morning, King Quan Fugui didn't go anywhere. He looked quietly at the half-finished brocade on the ground. His eyes blinked like a demon, as if there was infinite magic in the brocade.
This should be the third time he saw the scenery outside? It's so beautiful ...
The little spider spirit did not go anywhere, and she looked at it without saying a word, but her eyes were not landscapes, only figures ...
"The texture is really beautiful, can you send me a pair?"
Light words came into their ears, and Wang Quanfugui reacted from the state of stunned god. When his eyes opened, Wang Quanjian was already out of the sheath. Someone could approach this level silently, and a familiar figure was printed in his eyes. Fugui slowly took the sword and stood, bowing respectfully, and said a little nervously.
"senior."
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