Chapter 46: Forty nine ways

The first scorpion wrapped in a rich and powerful Tianlei fell, just fell to the center of the lower nine-tailed snake head, but a blow, actually Just open its skull from the center!
The snake head of the big wooden house hangs down on both sides, the snakes are tightening, and the death is not eye-catching. The Shekou, which is usually cracked by the coffin, is arrogant, as if it is not willing to die, and fights to take one or two lives before death.
A surviving snake eye sees his partner dying, grief and anger, and the sky is shouting, and the snake's letter of the arm is rolled out, wanting to entangle Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi has burned things from north to south, but after years of fighting with all kinds of ghosts, the body has the instinct to avoid risk. He twisted his waist to avoid the stinking tongue, and stepped on the top of the nine-tailed snake. Fan into a sword, exhausted the power of the whole body, poked at the back of the monster's head!
The stench of burning blood splashed and splashed a head of Xu Xing.
The nine-tailed snake has been cultivated to every inch of the snake bone. Naturally, it is not afraid of such a small injury. However, it understands the purpose of Xu Xing’s move. It is also like a swaying snake head, tumbling, howling, and wishing to put a huge mouth. Zhang Zhi reversed and took Xu Xingzhi down from above.
The snake body is flexible, the snake scales are slippery, and the fat snake tail slaps on the foothills, causing a loud banging sound.
However, Xu Xingzhi crouched down and did not move. He grasped the hilt with both hands and pressed his elbows on it. He pushed the sword forward slowly along the wound and fixed himself on the huge snake head.
The big rain cloud monsters followed, and gathered at the top of Xu Xingzhi. The rapidly condensing water vapor makes Xu Xing's palms slippery, and the smell of water mist is as strong as gold and silver. The thundering sound is pressed against the eardrum of Xu Xing, like a horse and a horse, like a Qiantang frenzy.
"Come on." Xu Xingzhi burned his cheeks blushing, his smile even with a few drunkenness and madness after the drunkenness, no one knows who he is talking to, maybe it is close to the thunder, maybe it is against At the foot of the giant python, "... Come on. Let me lick your ability."
The dying scream of the nine-tailed serpent shocked him with a little tinnitus, and the thunder was not clear.
He raised his face and squinted his eyes, trying to find the faces he was familiar with.
All the disciples know that Tianlei is suffering, and they have retreated. Qu Chi died and dragged Zhou Beinan, who was violently violently leaping. Zhou Beinan’s desperate look looked even a bit funny, at least Xu Xingzhi had not seen him so badly before.
He vaguely thought that even if he had passed away this time, I am afraid that he would have to be smashed on the ground by Zhou Beinan.
Yuan Rugao was already standing and couldn’t stand, holding Xu Ping’s arm on his side and crying silently.
The Jiuzhi lamp was cut back by Guangfujun, and even the man with the sword fell to the ground, still struggling.
Xu Xingzhi's gaze was blurred, only to feel that he was separated from the child by the mountains and seas, but his far sorrowful sound was rubbed against his heart like sandpaper, causing his heart to be sour.
Xu Xingzhi’s lips are slightly sloppy, and he wants to call Guangfu Jun lighter. At the same time, his eyes turn around and look for Meng Zhongguang.
However, he left to find the right, but he could not find the child.
Xu Xingzhi can't say a little regret.
At the top of the head, there was a bright light like silver. Under the cover, Xu Xing began to hold an optimistic mind. Until the electro-optical light that carried out the body fell into the body like a sword, he gave a scream of desolation.
The thunderbolt washed his lungs.
For a moment, he felt that he might as well make the nine-tailed snake bite into two pieces.
The nine-tailed snake lost the Taoist, and they lost their reliance. In the end, it was only the beast that was not able to be repaired during the Golden Dan period. After being attacked by this skull, even a scream was not issued. The body becomes a group of stiff meat, which falls softly to one side.
Xu Xingzhi knew that the overall situation had been fixed, and he released his hand with confidence, and his body went down and disappeared into the forest.
Yuan Yingdu robbery, to be subject to seven seventy-four thunder.
A mad thunder refused to lighten Xu Xingzhi, chasing down his falling body and flying down.
Xu Xingzhi’s consciousness has disappeared. When there is still a line of clearing, he feels that his waist is tight, as if there are thousands of soft spring vines woven into the net, let him softly linger in a gentle township.
The scent of the plant makes his nose itch. He licked his head and stunned in peace.
Therefore, he could not see the dazzling giant thunder from the sky, and behind the heavy light of Meng Zhongguang, he smashed a bright arc of fire.
The demon is born in heaven and earth. It is difficult to see the millennium. If you don’t enter the reincarnation, you don’t enter the six roads. Naturally, you don’t have to follow the rules of the Taoist so-called Jin Dan and Yuan Ying.
To make a hard comparison, the demon has just come to the beginning of the human form and consciousness, it is close to the body of Yuan Ying.
In the past few years, Meng Zhongguang has created a complete set of man-made meridian circuits in the body to hide his eyes and ears. At this time, he wiped out the circuit, straightened the body of the demon, and returned the entire body to the body of Xu Xing, protecting him from dripping, so that there was nowhere to fall, and only the flames would be full. Burned to Meng Zhongguang.
Meng Chongguang is already demon-like, and the thunder is angry, his body suddenly shocks, his arms fall, and he is supported on the cheeks of Xu Xing's cheek. The violent rust suffocating between his lips and teeth, his lips licking a few dark blood, but he swallowed slowly.
... can't smudge my brother. No.
Lightning like a frantic white silk dances in the sky, bluffing, and delays to delay the thunder, as if fooling the monks, let them breathe, when they think that the disaster will disappear, and then relentlessly slammed a fire chain.
At this time, Meng Zhongguang will pick up Xu Xingzhi, who is wrapped in vines.
Xu Xingzhi is a full eight feet long. Although he has quit the mortal diet because of the martial arts, the muscles and bones are well-balanced and have flesh and shape. The ordinary people have to pay a lot of effort to support him, but they have just received a Yuanyingdu. Meng Zhongguang, who robbed the thunder, was able to easily hang Xu Xingzhi into his arms, easily as if he was hugging a sleeping child.
Xu Xingzhi's body is hot, such as burning like burning, the lips open, the temperature of the airflow is extremely high, every breath is breathing into the heart of Meng Zhongguang, so that his heart is sore.
"Senior brother." Meng Zhongguang whispered, "Brother, heavy light is coming. Don't be afraid."
He walked tightly into the jungle with Xu Xingzhi's deep feet, and the subtle bumps called Xu Xingzhi opened his eyes uncomfortably.
Meng Chongguang suddenly panicked and wanted to put away the demon, but Xu Xingzhi’s burnt head was enough for him to identify who the person was.
"Heavy light." Xu Xingzhi's hand climbed on the front of Meng Zhongguang, the voice was very light, "...what have you been, I can't find you."
Meng Zhongguang only felt pain in his heart. He did not give him such an experience just now.
Xu Xingzhi stunned and took two palms to his chest, whispering: "...find it. No injury."
Meng Zhongguang is both sad and happy. He said: "Well, um."
During the talk, Meng Zhongguang has brought Xu Xingzhi to the place he wants to take.
He put Xu Xingzhi back down and buried his face in the neck of Xu Xing, and his attachment was pampered.
In the ten-mile radius, all the living things that want to live are gone, and the double snakes are stalking, and the snake caves that are quietly laid down and used to shelter are already empty.
After a brief period of warmth, Meng Zhongguang put Xu Xingzhi into the hole that only one person entered, and the thumb repeatedly turned on the hot top of Xu Xing.
- Initially, at first he just wanted to leave this interesting person to his side. The left and right were boring. With such a person, he also destined to spend a long time.
He refused to stay with him to swim with him, and he would go with him.
If he is bored, he will be free to leave.
Meng Zhongguang believes that he is not a long-term person. Even the jealousy of the Jiuzhi lamp in the early days is also due to the bad thoughts of children robbing rare toys.
... When did he start to feel uncomfortable and glaring for the contact between Jiuzhi Lan and Xu Xingzhi?
He still remembers that it was probably when he was just fifteen.
When Xu Xingzhi directed the outside disciple to practice the sword, he took nine lights and went with him.
He has always had the pain of Xu Xing, the swordsmanship is slack, the knowledge is loose, and no one else is accused. When Xu Xingzhi is busy with nine lights, he sits in the outer circle, taking Xu Xingzhi as his washed fruit, laughing. Looking at the brothers and brothers dancing the Fengling swordsmanship like a crane like a crane, it seems that there is only one person under the sky.
After Xu Xingzhi’s exercise, the disciples practiced in batches. However, the foreigner disciples have limited understanding and lack of talents. They are tangible and danceless, and they are quite toddlers.
Looking at the arm for a long while, Xu Xingzhi had no choice but to clap: "Our brothers have had feelings for so long, and they have raised their hands. Let’s go out and practice the swordsmanship. Don’t say that you are a member of Fengling Mountain. The peaks, the cool valleys, all will do."
Xu Xingzhi's tone is not severe, it is obviously a joke, and the disciples sneer into one.
Xu Xingzhi raised his hand and brought nine lights. After he demonstrated the two tricks, he naturally reached out and held his tight and tight waist. He shot and praised: "Look at your nine light brothers, ah, one. Look at it. This waist is..."
The Jiuzhi lamp was touched by one of Xu Xing. The waist of the board was suddenly collapsed and the cheeks became red.
Xu Xingzhi was once praised by Guangfu Jun as
not in the four or six
, and under the leadership of this person without the four or six, the atmosphere of the entire Fenglingshan disciple is completely different from that of the other three. Most people are different from each other. Not very valued.
They sighed in good faith: "Hey, what about the Jiuzhi Deng brother? How is the face so red?"
The nine lights are not good enough to communicate with others. They can’t be said in a word, or Xu Xingzhi is going to bomb them:
Go, you know that bullying is thin.

"Brothers are short!"
"Isn't the brothers distressed?"
In the sound of one after another, Meng Zhongguang had a sullen face, only to feel the acidity in his throat.
He was not willing to eat, put down the fruit, and shouted: "Brother."
Xu Xingzhi stood on the high platform and hooked the neck of the nine-lights to the younger disciples, and naturally could not hear his shouts.
He slightly raised his voice: "...Xu Xingzhi!"
Directly calling the famous brother's name, even in the loose Fengling Mountain can be said to be very rude behavior, and several disciples standing on the periphery heard the movement, dissatisfied and turned back to despise him.
Xu Xingzhi still did not hear. I don't know what the disciples underneath said. He laughed on the shoulders of the nine branches of lights. The nine lights went over his face. The cold face of the cold face was not warm. He reached out and hugged Xu Xing. Back, not tapping lightly, lest Xu Xing laughs.
This is just a little action, but it is called Meng Zhongguang panicking.
It wasn't because Xu Xingzhi and Jiuzhi Lan pulled it, he found that he was not right.
... From head to toe, the whole person is not right.
At first, Meng Zhongguang thought that he was only used to grabbing things with Jiuzhi Deng. He couldn’t be accustomed to his own people and others. However, as long as I follow this line of thought, Meng Chongguang finds that he simply does not dare to think about any possibility of Xu Xingzhi and others. If you think about it, the cold suffocating will take you from the bottom of your heart. come out.
If a teenager like Meng Zhongguang is living in the present world, the matchmaker may have already kicked his door. Even if he was reluctant from the small long in the gate, his body matured at this age.
His first heart palpitations, the first heartache, the first time to drink vinegar and taste, are for Xu Xingzhi.
Even for the first time... it’s all because of the dream of Xu Xing’s bath.
After Meng Zhongguang knew it, he realized that he could not do without Xu Xing. All his joys, sorrows and sorrows are tied to this person. Apart from him, Meng Zhongguang does not want to know anyone, just want to stay with Xu Xingzhi, for a long time, never separate.
No one told him what he liked, he only knew that such a obsession made him afraid.
For such a strange experience, he was flustered and anxious, and even the sword he had forgotten, turned and ran back to his residence.
Afterwards, it was unclear why Xu Xingzhi had smashed Meng Zhongguang for a long time, and Meng Zhongguang only calmed his mind and tried to put this strange emotion behind him.
Soon after, he went to Baimajian with Xu Xingzhi to seek a chaotic ghost repair. Xu Xingzhi was seriously injured, but he could not bear it.
After this, Meng Zhongguang was finally unable to control the desire to tumbling in his heart.
He found an excuse to move into the hall of Xu Xing's sleep, staying on his side, accompanied by day and day, and still lived to this day.
Meng Zhongguang used to see Xu Xingzhi's sleeping face. He carefully stroked the tears of Xu Xingzhi, the earlobe, and hung his hand again. The virtual illusion was in front of Xu Xingzhi, for fear that the bright electric light would stab his eyes.
He whispered, "Brother, good night."
The thunder of the sky rolled down on the heads of the two men.
In the Yuan Ying period, the monks had to endure seven or seventy-nine days of thunder.
Xu Xingzhi led the first thunder, broke the head of a nine-tailed snake like a watermelon, and received a second thunder with another nine-tailed snake.
The next forty-seven heavenly thunders, one without falling, all lingered on the back of Meng Zhongguang.
Xu Xingzhi was lying in the narrow snake hole, and Meng Zhongguang quietly stood in the hole at the entrance. Through the faint electric light, he obsessedly looked at the sleeping face of the hole.
Meng Zhongguang counted the number of thunderings until the forty-ninth thunder fell on his back, waiting for the cloud to sell rain, he rolled into the hole with force, because it was hard to grasp the crack and the snow was white The knuckles are slightly distorted and trembling and difficult to restore.
Even if it is the body of Yuan Ying, the power of Tian Lei is still terrible. Even if Jing Jun is thundered here, it will not be much better than Meng Zhongguang’s look.
The thunder robbery has passed, and Xu Xingzhi’s body is shaped like a baby. The meridians flow freely. After cleaning it himself, the wounds in the whole body are wiped out, and even the high heat is eliminated. The thunder and burns falling from the top of the head are swept away. .
He rushed to his knees and took off the clothes that had been wet by the rain clouds. He threw them aside and put them on the side with a warm chest. He circled him in his arms: "Brother, well. Ok, it’s okay..."
He was too tired, so that it took a long time to discover that he and Xu Xingzhi's body were not hot enough.
... He has forgotten that the snake is amorous. Although the snakes have gone in this snake cave, the smell that has been left behind and the "snake jade" excreted are all good medicines.
Meng Zhongguang has never been a person who is forbearing. In the moment when his body is different, he obeys his own heart and turns over to Xu Xingzhi.
The author has something to say: Xu Xingzhi has been lying here for a long time, and has long been soaked by the gas in this cave. The body of Yuan Ying has been made, but it is also a man. He rubbed his head and gasped so hard that his legs had been lifted up and slightly separated from the sides.
His eyes were slightly open, but apparently he did not regain consciousness. From his eyes, he faintly tempted red.
Through heavy robes, Meng Zhongguang can also touch his thin and smooth waistline.
After Meng Zhongguang touched Xu Xing's patiently, he put his lips on his lips and swayed like a bite. He didn't bite his eyes until Xu Xingzhi’s eyes were clear. The lips sucked a few times.
"...senior brother."