Chapter 39: Yuzi (eight)

The west wind was shocked and left the dream. He wanted to go back again, but the dream had closed the opening and refused to leave.
"Late later?"
Xifeng grabbed Qingyuan's sleeve, it was a pity, a pity. That claw breaks its throat, mortal will certainly die, but she does not know if Yuko finally saved the night and night, with the magic power of Yuko, if saved, there will be life in the night and night.
However, this is Yuko's dream. His eyes are blind and invisible, and people outside the dream are also invisible.
"Maybe not dead," Qing Yuan said, "otherwise, why would he find his bride everywhere?"
Xifeng thought that this made sense, and she suddenly remembered something: "You said, would it be the later weasel demon abducted, and kept hiding her, so the fish will appear in the place where the weasel demon appeared, Looking for his bride? "
"Ok."
Xifeng lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, grabbed a weasel spirit from the bag and threw it to the ground. The spirit left the bag and instantly turned back to his true body. He was about to run after pulling his leg, but his tail was trampled on. It roared in a low voice, full of threats.
Xifeng slapped it his head with a bad voice: "To answer my questions honestly, don't lie, otherwise I will take you away."
The weasel was immediately honest and knew that he could not beat her, so he said, "You ask."
"Your tribe has a holiday with that fish boy? It's the monster who always rides a fish."
Weasel rolled his eyes: "We have no holidays with him, he always troubles us."
After that, a sword was nailed in front of it. It swallowed and said, "There is such a little holiday ..."
The sword is about to cut its eyebrows.
It seriously said: "There is a big holiday!"
"What's the holiday?"
"We ..." It said reluctantly, "You probably don't know, he is a great monster who has been practicing for thousands of years, his real body is a pearl in the sea, and after training as a demon, most of the demon power is on the eyes. Coveted for a long time, he took his eyes. "
"Then I will ask you again, has the bride been deceived into the rubble to get married in the past few months, is it related to you?"
"... Yes, the bride has pure yin, and it is a good medicinal material for cultivation.
Westwind sneered: "You are really abominable."
"So ..." Qingyuan lowered his eyebrows and said, "You intended to eat the bride, but the bride was repeatedly sent back to her mother's house, that is, the person who intercepted you was the fish."
Xifeng's brain hadn't turned around yet. She thought so, indeed, she suddenly said: "The monster that eats the relatives is not a fisherman, it's you!"
Weasel demon dare not say anything. Of course, they know that they cannot let the people in the demon world know, otherwise they will die miserably.
However, in order to practice, the sword takes a slant, which is also a quick way.
Westwind finally understood it: "Yugong has enmity with you and wants to find his bride, so every time you do bad things, he will show up and save the bride so that you will not succeed."
The weasel sneered: "How bad it is that he has broken us."
"Then you appeared in Li Mansion when you wanted to catch the bride instead of helping the fisherman."
"How can we help him! We want to stretch his muscles and peel him."
Westwind looked at the gruesome weasel, and punched it hard again: "You are justified in eating the bride and the relatives, if you are not a fisherman, how many people will kill you. Let the fisherman carry the pot Be proud of you, shout again, shout again. "
The weasel hugged his head and dared not speak, and looked at her awkwardly. The girl was really fierce.
Qingyuan said: "You are bad guys, Yuzi is a good guy, you robbed his bride."
"We didn't his bride."
Westwind frowned and asked, "What about that night?"
"What late ..." It was a meal, "We didn't grab it."
"Where did you go that night?"
It did not answer.
Xifeng punched it, but he still didn't say it. Xifeng felt that this was abnormal. It stands to reason that the late evening is just a mortal, what are weaswolves avoiding?
"I have answered you so much, you should let me go."
Xifeng grinned at him, then grabbed his neck and stuffed it back into the bag mercilessly, humming: "Do I look like an honest person?"
Qingyuan blinked, before he spoke, Xifeng looked at him and hummed: "Want to teach me to be a man again?"
"Very good." Qing Yuan patted her head. "Good and evil are distinguished, praise you. Hey, why are you alert?"
This is not a problem caused by you! Westwind waited for a while to make sure that he would not poison her, and then he readily accepted: "But not."
After waiting for a long time, Qingyuan said: "The response is slow, and I have to learn it."
"... How can you say that you react quickly?"
The battle-hardened Westwind did n’t even need to calm down, so she took care of Yuzi in her mind. She found that Yuzi not only carried the killer and soul-killing pot for the weasel, but also lost her eyes, and was late late.
He lost his eyes late and lost his eyes, and then he complained with the weasel, so every time the weasel did evil, he would follow the rescue of the bride, and then send the bride home.
While in Lifu, Yuzi should have come in to take away the bride, but as a result, she found murderous in her beautiful sister, and thought it was a trap under the weasel monster, so she killed the beautiful sister.
At that time the weasel demon came in, it should also be to kill the fisherman, who wants Qingyuan to have a wind array, and them all into the array.
For a while, chaos and evil made Xifeng mistakenly think that the weasel and the fish boy were a nest of snakes and rats.
Now knowing this hidden emotion, the west wind regrets Yuzi and the evening.
Without the half of the demon's power, the demon's power is still very strong, but there are many weasels, and they cannot be destroyed. Presumably, the weasel could not deal with the fish boy, so it was often a good thing.
"It's over." Xifeng thought back to one of the most important things. "My brother and sister Sister Mei don't know the reason. If they catch up with Yuyu, I'm afraid they will fight."
If you don't catch up with the best, something will happen if you catch up.
She shook the small fire, and the small fire was still drunk. She took her ears and threw them into Qingyuan's hands, then cast a spell, found no trace of shadow, and chased there.
It was almost dawn, and the west wind, who had not slept all night, even slowed down the tracking speed. She was afraid that the people in the Lingdian first found Yuzi.
Her brother and sister are not the kind of people who can patiently see people's dreams.
Yuzi is not a bad monster, but the group of weasels should really be cleaned up.
But recently she may be really poisonous.
Just when she was worried about these, Wuying and Puyu, who had been tracing all the way from Li's house, had already chased Yugongzi, and the distance from him was only more than ten feet.
Yuzi sat cross-legged on the rocks on the coast, and his injured hand was still bleeding in the wind. He ignored it, but just "watched" the rising sun and listened to the wind.
Uncle Yu knelt beside him to clean his wounds, and remained silent for a long time before saying: "The more those weasel eat, the faster the cultivation will improve. Now they dare to ambush you, that is to say, to catch you. You leave It's been too long in the sea, and the power of the demon has weakened. Let's go back to the sea. "
Yuko was silent, and his pale face was full of indifference and indifference: "Without my eyes, I have to practice for a hundred years, or even a thousand years, to restore my previous demon power, but how can I leave for so long ... I can't wait at night.
"Every night she ..." Uncle Yu stopped talking and finally said, "It's better to heal the wound first."
"Uncle Yu ..." he asked in silence, "Can I still get back the evening?"
Uncle Yu was stunned. He wanted to say that his eyes were taken away. Everything was too coincidental, too coincidental, and it was absolutely impossible to get rid of it later, and maybe she was the bait of the weasel.
But he couldn't bear to say.
The wound was not yet bandaged, and he suddenly noticed that in the sea breeze, a different smell mixed with it: "Someone."
Above their heads, sometime they were covered with a golden fishing net and rushed down. Uncle Yu shouted, and the fishing net was shattered with a snap. The fishing nets woven by the mantra, when they landed, were connected in series again, trying to bind them.
Yugong sneered, white light pierced his body, and the rope was cut off in an instant. He said coldly: "I pretended to be a bride last night, and I hid and hid today. It seems that the people in the Lingdian do not seem to be glorious."
"Talk to you about such a glorious monster like a soul-stirring monster."
Pu Yu still wears a big red wedding dress, the phoenix crown on her head has been removed on the way, her hair is tied with long red satin, standing on the whip, and it is as beautiful as a red flower, like a red haze: "Brother, I will guard the seaside, He fled into the sea. "
Wuying nodded slightly, but he looked at the fish boy, and he didn't look like he had to escape. But the monster had always been cunning and could not believe him easily.
He moved forward, the sword was out of the sheath, and he wanted to catch him. Suddenly there was a dark cloud covering the sky, like a black cloak tiling the sky dome, swallowing up the rising sun.
A shadow fell from the sky and fell between him and the fish boy.
The huge black group was like a dark cloud, sizzling: "Leave this, he is mine."
Wuying Weijue is familiar with the breath of this monster, and it should have been seen somewhere, but it is no longer visible. The sudden appearance of the monster is not weak, but Wuying is not without a way to deal with it.
When the little black demon saw that he was going to do something, the blackness of his whole body was even worse: "Retreat! He is mine!"
However, the demon catcher didn't mean to go at all.
The tiny mortal had already started his sword, and the little black demon had no fear. He only knew that as long as it gave this big fish to the west wind, it could be the master of the fire beast.
As long as it can conquer a big monster, it can fulfill the wish of the mother.
Mother, wait for me, I will show you a big monster, you do n’t have to worry about being bullied.
"His--" The little black demon snapped, leaning forward and rushing to the trouble catcher.
Powerful demon power rushed, Wuying knew that it was not easy to deal with, there was no positive resistance, and he leaned to dodge. That demon gas hit the sea and hit a huge bunker.
The sand was dusty and scattered all over the sky.
In the blink of an eye, it was already dusty.
The swift west wind came to see that there was a fight there, anxious, and ran to stop, who wanted Qingyuan to stay still.
"Run, there are fights over there."
"No." Qingyuan looked at the soft sand on the ground with his eyebrows. After taking a step of sand, he would get into the boots and get stuck on it, and even run into the socks, dirty.
Qingyuan, who has imagined eighty dirty methods, does not want to move at all.
Xifeng wanted to throw him down, but from the breath of fighting there, it was her brother and the little black demon who were fighting, and she would add another fisherman later. She couldn't stop her and had to go to Qingyuan. She endured the irritability and said with Yan Yue: "Not dirty, go away, Master Qinglong."
"No, it's dirty, it's all sand." Qing Yuan frowned, looked at her, thought for a while, and suddenly thought of a wonderful way, "You carry me."
"... you, good, intention, thinking!"
Let a beautiful girl carry a strong man of five majors and three thicks, and only he can speak in this world. There is no other family.
The fierce Westwind was too lazy to take care of him, and would rather be beaten with two punches than want to carry him-she is a charming girl, when will he understand, hum!
Qingyuan looked at the westerly running away from the west wind, looked at the loose sand on the ground, took a deep breath, stepped on it with his feet, and immediately shivered back his legs.
Sand is really troublesome.
—He missed his broom.
Yes, broom, then clean it up.
The west wind sprinting over there suddenly felt something strange under his feet, and the fighting little black demon and Wuying also felt that the situation was wrong. At first glance, they were all stunned.
A gust of wind paved the way, rolled up all the sand wherever it went, and then rolled the soft sand completely, and continued to attack them in the direction of the sky.
Wuying and the little black demon hurriedly avoided, and a vicious fight was forced to stop temporarily.
Xifeng Pestle, who was still having a headache and how to persuade him, watched the gust of wind passing by his eyes, and then watched Qingyuan jump across, he could not help but torn the corner of his mouth and laughed.
With the spiritual power of the sky, is it not necessary for the Dragon God to learn to reason?
The west wind contrasted by him like scum was about to cry.
—Yeah, it ’s not that great. For things that can be solved by force, she doesn't want to use words to reason. When you go up, you'll be beaten up, so you don't have to worry.
It's almost envious of death.
small theater:
Westwind: There is a big man whose force is against the sky, what do I do? ? ?
People who eat melons: Of course it is a choice ... to lay eggs for him.