Chapter 2242: : Longan in a small lake

Yue Zitong, who has given birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses, has a face of a landlord's wife all day long, and who can decide which woman to accompany Li Nanfang at night is definitely the one who has come.
She would not be like those young women who are not well-versed in the world, when seeing a woman dragging a tail behind, she would blush and dare not look straight.
Don't talk about others, just talk about that girl Helan Xiaoxin, is there any tail in the closet?
It is precisely because of the influence of this girl that Yue Zitong has certain accomplishments in this respect----
At a glance, you can see that the foxtail that Zhuang Chun is dragging is definitely not a prop.
A genuine foxtail.
Still divided into multiple heads.
Nine-tailed demon fox!
Suddenly, Yue Zitong thought of this legendary thing.
However, in reality, how could Zhuang Chun, a pretty normal-looking little beauty, have a white foxtail?
"Could it be that I am really dead, and my soul has come into a certain world. It's just that no matter how I pinch myself, I can't believe the reality that I will never see the South and the child again."
Yue Zitong stood at the door, staring blankly at Zhuang Chun who was walking towards the small lake outside the window. After a while, he gritted his teeth abruptly and slammed his head into the black wall.
boom!
It hurts!
Yue Zitong screamed, raised his hand to hug his head, and when he slowly squatted down, he couldn't help but mute in his heart: "Wake up, wake up, wake up soon."
She didn't fall asleep at all, let alone coma, of course she couldn't wake up.
The wind is very light, mixed with a nice fragrance.
The sun is shining and there are fish in the sky.
Zhuang Chun sat on a large rock, took off his shoes, and gently kicked his white feet on the water.
The white foxtail came out from under her robe, dangling leisurely.
Opposite the lake is the mountain.
On the left and right, behind the black stone house behind, are all mountains.
The small lake, nestled in the arms of the mountains, is fragrant with birds and flowers, and clumps of beautiful flowers, like weeds, are centered by the lake and stretch in all directions until the end of the sky.
Utan will only bloom at midnight, for an instant.
The water on the shore of the small lake is crystal clear, with many colorful pebbles, glowing with brilliant colors in the sun.
The deeper you go, the darker the color of the water.
The gentleman is light green, dark green, emerald green and blue-finally from dark blue to dark black.
Yue Zitong had never seen this kind of lake, let alone understand the color of the lake, why it was so distinct.
"You really have a problem with your brain. Otherwise, how can you just hit your head against the wall?"
Just as Yue Zitong stared at the small lake stupidly, her body trembled lightly, and in her small half-open mouth, there was saliva representing the idiot flowing down, Zhuang Chun stopped patting the water and grabbed the fox's tail with his backhand, making the snow white Mao walked around randomly between his fingers, looked at her bruised forehead, and smiled disdainfully.
Always being ridiculed by this girl's film, after being awakened by the arrogant Yue Zitong, she immediately became ashamed and angry and raised her foot----
If she wants to play football and shoot, she has to drive Zhuang Chun into the small lake: "Damn, something uneducated. If your mother doesn't care about you, then I will take care of her!"
Yue Zitong really bothered this bitter girl.
Whether it was in a dream or not, whether Zhuang Chun was a human or a demon fox, Yue Zitong, who has been used to domineering in front of her family, would use this method to defend her dignity.
This kick can be regarded as his aunt's best performance in more than two years of recuperation.
Regardless of the angle, strength and speed, she can ensure that Zhuang Chun is kicked into the middle of the small lake.
But why----
As soon as Yue Zitong kicked this kick, the whole person flew?
She was in mid-air, yelling and dancing with her limbs, still not blocking the downward trend, and fell into the lake with a plop.
Although Yue Zitong's wateriness is not as good as Li Nanfang's pervert, he can cross the Yangtze River under his influence-it is impossible.
But swimming across this small lake is definitely easy.
It's just that as soon as she fell into the water, she suddenly felt a strong force that she couldn't resist, like a whirlwind that swept her toward the deep black waters in the center of the lake.
What made her instantly desperate was that the water in the small lake was weak water!
What is weak water?
In ancient myths and legends, the rivers and seas are said to be dangerous and difficult to cross. The "Ten Continents in the Sea·Fenglinzhou" records: "In the center of the West Sea, the place is 1,500 miles away. The more."
Talking about human beings is this kind of water, without any buoyancy, the goose feathers will immediately sink to the bottom when they fall on the water.
What's more, Yue Zitong, who has a plump body?
No matter how hard she slapped after falling into the water, she couldn't stop her body from sinking, turning around quickly.
Weak water, there are whirlpools invisible to the naked eye.
Or in the middle of the small lake, there is a hole that leads to hell.
The entrance of the hole is where the color is dark.
Except for the static pebbles in the lake, anything that falls from the surface of the lake will be swept toward the gate of in the center of the lake by this invisible whirlpool.
In the blink of an eye, Yue Zitong was like being grasped by an invisible ghost hand, quickly dragging towards the gate of hell.
Past terrace-like light green, light green, dark green----
The color of the water has not actually changed.
The color of the water changes because of the depth of the lake bottom.
The farther you go in, the deeper the lake water, the sharper the whirlpool, and the cooler the water temperature.
Help!
Yue Zitong wanted to scream.
This is instinct.
It's just that as soon as she opened her mouth, the cold lake water poured in under certain high pressure.
She wanted to shut up, but she couldn't.
Grass, I'm dead----Yue Zitong is still scratching with both hands in despair.
Suddenly, she caught something.
It was a piece of white silk satin, she could see clearly, like a swimming dragon piercing water, lasing from the water, she grabbed it.
Even if a drowning person grabs a straw, it will not let go, let alone a white silk?
Before Yue Zitong could react, he felt his body flew out of the water like a rocket, drew a graceful arc in the sparkling sunlight, and landed heavily on the grass with a clatter.
Mouthful of mud.
Almost knocked off the nice little front teeth, but it was better than being sucked into the gates of by that terrible force.
Thankfully, I didn't die.
When Yue Zitong opened his mouth and spit out a sip of water, he heard a woman's voice and sternly reprimanded: "Chun'er, who made you do this!? Fortunately, I just came here. Otherwise, wouldn't she be sucked into the dragon's eyes? "
Zhuang Chun immediately retorted: "Who told her to kick me? Such a secular pariah would die. Anyway----"
Snapped!
A crisp slap interrupted Zhuang Chun's rebuttal.
The face-down Yue Zitong, although he couldn't see Zhuang Chun's appearance, he could hear the deep fear from her retort.
Who else is more afraid of his aunt: "Wocao, when this little girl did not know how to throw me into the lake, she was just throwing me away and not saving it. Fortunately, this woman came in time to avoid getting involved in that or something. In the longan. Ha, Zhuang Chun, right? I remember you. Don't fall into my hands in the future. Otherwise, my aunt will let you know what magnanimity is."
After Yue Zitong spit out another sip of water happily, he pushed the toe of his right foot and turned to sit up.
She felt a pain in her right ankle when she sat up.
When she looked subconsciously, she saw a little cyan fingerprint on the snowy skin of her ankle.
Just like Ghost Claw.
Yue Zitong's careful liver immediately moved violently.
I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs run.
Yue Zitong had been in Guoan for two years, and he was quite knowledgeable.
What's more, her husband is a master, and the good sister Yang Xiao's force value is even more abnormal. It reminds her that she wants to use Mongolian sweat medicine to put it down, and then step on her feet hard—then the knowledge in this area is of course not Most people can compare.
She could tell at a glance that these pale blue finger marks were left by Zhuang Chun.
In other words, just now Yue Zitong raised his foot and kicked Zhuang Chunshi, but she took advantage of the situation to grab the ankle with one hand, and threw it into the small lake like a scarecrow.
How can it be!
After Yue Zitong figured out what was going on, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhuang Chun.
She believes that her eyes are okay. Zhuang Chun is a teenage girl with a height of 1.3 meters, a small body like a hairtail, and obvious malnutrition, but she can reach a height of more than 1.7 meters and a tonnage as high as five. His aunt who weighed 18 kilograms was thrown into the small lake casually.
evildoer.
This is an evildoer----After Yue Zitong thought about this, he suddenly stopped being afraid.
How can a normal person have a long tail?
Even a normal person as powerful as Yue Zitong ---- after confronting the evildoer, he can only be beaten and lose his temper.
There is the evil spirit Yang Xiao in the family itself, and Yue Zitong, who committed suicide in order to wake up her husband who was haunted by evil evil spirits, is actually nothing terrifying to this creature.
Zhuang Chun, who was slapped severely, bit his lip hard, lowered his head, but looking at Yue Zitong from the corner of his eyes, a cold light flashed.
At this threatening look, the well-informed aunt Ben didn't care at all, she sneered silently, and then looked at the person who slapped her.
When making a dog chewing position face down, Yue Zitong heard that the person was a woman, most likely the mother of the little fox.
Yue Zitong's judgment is correct.
The woman standing in front of Zhuang Chun was almost carved out of the same mold, but her head was taller, she was older, her face was too pale and haggard.
The woman also wears a white robe, about thirty, with some yellowish hair shawl.
Subconsciously, Yue Zitong looked at the back of her buttocks.
As if knowing what she was going to look at, the wind was blowing, blowing up the robe of the woman in white.
Foxtail.
A nine-headed, more mature foxtail emerged from under the woman's white robe, swaying gently with the wind.
"Hey, we are in the fox den."
Yue Zitong closed his eyes and sighed softly.
Before she sighed, the woman asked, "Your name is Yue Zitong? Your husband is Li Nanfang?"
"Yes."
Yue Zitong immediately opened his eyes, stood up, eagerly asked: "Nanfang, where is my husband? Where is he now?"
She thought that if the woman in white could name her and her husband, then Li Nanfang might have also come to this place.
Without waiting for what the white-clothed woman said, Yue Zitong's expression changed, and she asked in a loud voice, "You hurt him?"
Li Nanfang was also here, but not by her side, letting her be ridiculed by Zhuang Chun, and almost drowned in those long eyes, only to prove that he might----
But before the white-clothed woman could answer, Yue Zitong shook his head vigorously: "Impossible, impossible. Nanfang is so powerful, how can you hurt him?"
Zhuang Chun sneered: "Hmph, how good can Li Nanfang be? Didn't I throw it into the long eye and turn it into a corpse?"
Yue Zitong's delicate body trembled, suddenly raised his head, and looked at Zhuang Chun fiercely, but the tight nerves all over his body relaxed.
If Zhuang Chun had not said that he had drowned Li Nanfang, Yue Zitong would really be afraid.
But Zhuang Chun----She didn't even know how good Li Nanfang was.
"Chun'er, don't talk nonsense."
The woman in white frowned and slapped Zhuang Chun lightly before saying to Yue Zitong, "Your husband, didn't come to us."
"I also feel that he is not here."
Yue Zitong walked to a tree, leaned on it, looked at the fish swimming in the sky, and said leisurely: "Otherwise, how could he let me be bullied by a girl. You know the names of me and Nanfang," I was in a coma and kept talking about it."
The woman in white nodded, her face full of envy: "I am envious, you can find a man who loves you so much."
"I love him too. I love him more than I love myself."
Yue Zitong murmured: "He should be looking for me all over the world now."
Zhuang Chun spoke again----
At a young age, he speaks rather bitterly and meanly: "Don't expect Li Nanfang to find you in your life. You should be fully prepared to be your wife and give birth to the old witch's godson."
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