If there is no sword Wushuang carrying, I am afraid that even the road will be unstable.

"Brother Jian, good brother, only you are still by my side." Drunken and dim, Xiao Dijun murmured, "My son Ziyan has never been as happy as he is today."

"Without you, I wouldn't be able to step on the soles of those guys so as to vent my hatred."

"It's you, let me see some hope." Xiao Dijun smiled and pressed his fist against Jian Wushuang's chest.

"In addition, I have said long ago that there is a guarantee for the king, everything is expected."

Smelling the smell with a faint smell, Jian Wushuang stepped back slightly, and said softly, "Sleep for a while, wake up and talk about other things."

"Can't sleep, since we came here to listen to the wind pavilion, I will take you to a good place." Little Emperor's face hung with a meaningful smile, the next moment he directly took the sword Wushuang, moving the clouds and driving the fog, bring Targeted straight ahead.

"Where are you going?"

"You'll know later ... definitely a good place to linger."

"..."

Immortal rhythm, the peach blossom forest that stretches for thousands of miles was left behind, replaced by green bamboos.

The whole listening typhoon is equivalent to the back garden of the heavenly court, and it is extremely beautiful. All fairy spirits and fairies play in it, and it is beautiful.

Confused by Xiao Emperor's sword Wushuang, he vaguely felt that nothing good happened.

The more I walked in this listening typhoon, there was a faint smell of incense in the clouds.

"Where are you going?" Jian Wushuang confirmed again and again.

Xiao Dijun's eyes became more and more hazy. "A good place is definitely a place that Brother Jian likes. I've been thinking about it for a long time. Today I will take you to a turn."

No longer talking, Jian Wushuang had to follow him.

When the clouds were gathered, a beautiful flowery paradise land appeared in front of us.

The little emperor seemed a bit impatient, and the two of them stopped on the top of a low mountain.

"Brother Jian and follow me."

It was only tens of steps away from the top of the mountain, and the little emperor rushed to the top in one arrow.

Jian Wushuang followed, and at the same time he also had doubts about what was going to make him so excited.

Striding up the mountain, Jian Wushuang looked forward.

With just one glance, his eyes were completely round, and his eyes revealed unbelievable.

Stepping over this mountain top, I saw that in this fairy-like clear river water, there were nearly a thousand fairies bathing in it ...

The beautiful picture is unobstructed.

Silver bell-like playful sounds echoed in the valley, and they were laughing at each other, living like a real fairy bathing picture.

Just glanced at it, Jian Wushuang squatted hurriedly, completely hidden in the fairy flower.

"Did you drink too much fake wine, is this where we can come?" Jian Wushuang was a little annoyed, and he was very angry that the little emperor brought him to this place.

Xiao Dijun also had some doubts in his hazy eyes. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and fixed his eyes for a few more times before murmuring, "No, why did you get here ..."

"Hurry up." Jian Wushuang apparently didn't want to stay here any longer. If this was discovered, reputation damage would be a trivial matter. It wouldn't be good to be caught and slammed ...

These seemingly delicate and delicate fairies are all real immortals.

The little emperor nodded confusedly, and the two got up and prepared to run.

"Oh, who stepped on my hair!"

The two froze, turning back slowly.

I saw in the cluster of flowers behind him, a small flower fairy was rubbing his head to wake up.

...

Face to face, a cry of exclamation rang through the valley.

"Sister Sister, it's them, just peeking at you taking a shower!"

At this moment, Xiaohuaxian said with his hands on his hips, pointing at Jianwushuang and Xiaodijun.

At the same time, nearly a thousand fairies who landed from the water have already jumped to the top of the mountain, blocking the two in the middle.

They all looked bad, murderous eyes, and wished to eat them alive.

"This is a big misunderstanding. We accidentally entered here and left." Jian Wuwei was embarrassed and embarrassed. Obviously, this excuse could not convince him.

Next, Xiaodijun closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Sister, don't believe their bullshit, I have long seen that this young man is a color embryo. Do you believe they will intrude here? Obviously it has been a long time!" A man in a thin purple shirt Fairy, Liu Mei raised an angry voice.

Another fairy in a yellow shirt was embarrassed, "I have long seen that the emperor's eldest son is not a good person, and Chen Qing beside him is not a good person, and he is naturally not a good person!"

"Yes, never let them go!" All fairies echoed.

But at the forefront of these fairies, a slightly older, full-featured white-shirt fairy didn't make a sound. Her qiong nose moved slightly, and she was already aware of the alcohol on the little emperor.

"Did he drink?" Fairy White Shirt inquired.

Jian Wushuang nodded, "I drank some in Taolin before, so I broke into here by mistake and hope the fairy will forgive me."

Fairy Bai Shan didn't seem to want to embarrass him, but he only said slowly after carefully examining the swordsmanship, "Death is exempt, living sin is inescapable, no matter if you are unintentional or sincere, you can't run this day. Now! "

"Sisters, just take a breath and hit the dead!"

"..."

Jian Wushuang instantly moved, running his whole body and running away with all his strength!

And the little emperor who pretended to be sleeping, after hearing this sentence, the alcohol awakened most of the time, with a speed not much slower than Jian Wushuang, and fled the sea of ​​flowers with all his strength.

But there are too many fairies. In order to chase down the two, even all kinds of supernatural powers are used.

Chaos fist is still killing the master, not to mention these shameful fairies ...

A beating was already a deadly thing.

...

"Don't touch me ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It still hurts in my face."

In a misty cloud above the pavilion on the top of the mountain, two black shirts sat side by side on the eaves.

"Brother Jian, it's really my fault. I'm guilty of you ... I couldn't drink anymore. It was just a sudden when the alcohol was up that I didn't know how to take you to the place where they bathed ..."

"But there is nothing in the world, I have no thought of peeking at all, it is really the wrong place."

"Shut up, the past will be over."

"... Also, Brother Jian, I'm really not a color embryo."

"..."

On the eaves of the pavilion, the two figures were speechless, and if they looked closely, the original handsome faces of these two men were all swollen, and they suffered from some serious skin trauma.

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