Chapter 122 Fantasy
In the middle of the swamp, the woman in green clothes who was acting saw three people leaving, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief, no, why did they leave?
Obviously, the giant black python accompanying him in the scene was also stunned for a moment.
Why is this different from the previous batches?
"Three young heroes, please save me. As long as you save me, I am willing to tie a grass ring and act like a cow or a horse to repay you!"
The beautiful eyes of the woman in green clothes were full of tears, panic, pleading, and some complicated emotions.
Yandu looked at Ruan Qiao as he listened,
“Are you trying to be a cow or a horse?”
Ruan Qiao’s face was expressionless. If it weren’t for the weirdness of this secret realm, she would have If you want to use your sword and run faster,
"Are you short of these horses and horses? Walk faster!"
Yandu nodded.
And Zhou Huaian was constantly fiddling with his jade abacus, calculating the route.
But just when he was about to deduce the result, the woman in green clothes behind him suddenly became angry,
“Stop!”
“Stop! ”
Her every sound became louder and louder, and she became even more angry. There was a strong wind in the sky, and there was a burst of flying sand and rocks,
"If you don't want to drink a toast or eat a fine wine, get in here!"
This is not pretending at all.
The pressure of Nascent Soul's peak came and instantly set off a hurricane in the secret realm.
Zhou Huaian, who was holding an abacus, was the first to be rolled up. Ruan Qiao was holding a tree and holding Zhou Huaian's hand tightly,
"Forget it, where is your formation seal?"
If we set up a large formation at this time, we can still hold on.
Zhou Huai'an raised his head and looked at Ruan Qiao, his eyes filled with tears,
"Ruan Qiao, do you believe in fate?"
When he said this, Ruan Qiao was shocked. It makes my head a little hard to turn around,
"What?"
A faint smile appeared on Zhou Huai'an's lips, and he spoke softly,
"Although I have practiced arithmetic since I was a child, I don't believe in fate!"
“Destiny says that you and I will both die in this game.”
“But I want to try to see if I will die!”
Ruan Qiao thought Zhou Huaian was crazy. But the next moment, Zhou Huai'an directly dragged Ruan Qiao into the eye of the storm,
"You and I, live and die together!"
Ruan Qiao didn't want to Live and die with him.
She wanted to blow his head off.
But it's too late.
"It's over, it's over, I would have listened to the hexagrams if I had known it."
Yan Du hugged a thick banana tree and saw Ruan Qiao and Zhou Huai'an being sucked by the eye of the wind. After entering, his heart immediately crossed and he headed in the direction of the two of them,
"Don't be afraid, little junior sister, I'm coming!"
After the three of them were caught in the eye of the storm, Lu Ms. Shang once again regained her pitiful appearance, took out a small mirror to straighten her appearance, and made a coquettish cry,
"Really, you have to force me to get angry."
"Isn't it better to just follow the script written by me like those few sect disciples just now?"
"You have to. Damn it!"
"These people have the lowest impression score!"
The black python beside him slowly lowered his head and crawled at the woman's feet, very obedient. , how can you still show your teeth and claws just now?
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When Ruan Qiao woke up again, he was in an antique bedroom, with an identity tag on his hand - Xuewei, a disciple of the Blood Evil Sect.
Xuewei?
The Xuewei from a thousand years ago?
Or is it just a coincidence?
This is a fantasy?
And that woman in green clothes, instead of killing her, she brought her into the illusion. What did you want to do?
There was a noise outside the door, and then someone pushed open the door of her bedroom,
"Junior sister, get up soon."
(End of this chapter)