New White Snake Asking Immortals

The rain hits the banana leaves with sadness.

In front of the door, Zhang Wan stared at the vast misty rain in a loss, her eyes were confused, and occasionally she reached out and stroked her bulging belly.

Ever since I was sensible and remembered, I have stayed out of the gate and stayed in the attic all day as a female celebrity, until one day my mother told me that I was going to marry a young man surnamed Wang in the Wang family. At that time, I had expectations Shy and embarrassed.

But he never knew what that person looked like. When he came to the door, he had to stay in the boudoir and couldn't come out. He didn't know anything and it was all up to his parents.

Sewing wedding dresses, embroidering, staying at home and not going out.

What is the world outside the door like...

When the auspicious day arrives, the outside is beating and banging, and you can't see anything when you cover your head, follow the matchmaker closely, do whatever you want, and then sit alone in the deserted bridal chamber and wait.

That night, for the first time, Zhang Wan saw a man who had to rely on her for the rest of her life.

I can't tell if I like it or not. I haven't seen outsiders since I was sensible. Maybe this is the life of a woman. I grew up in a daze and got married in a daze. I thought I could live a whole life in a daze. Depends on being victimized...

The sky is falling.

Kefu Kezi, dead family, widow...

He was in a daze, until he knew that he had a baby in his belly, and his life finally had a ray of light.

Then, the girl surnamed Bai was always by her side.

Looking at the busy girl in the grass pavilion in the courtyard, there are many questions she wants to say but she can't say it. The girl surnamed Bai doesn't seem to care about everything. Well, now she only cares about gold bars.

Infinite melancholy turned into a sigh.

"Oh... if only the rain could stop for a while..."

Bai Yujun looked back at Zhang Wan.

"Okay, then stop for a while and stop at noon."

After speaking, she lowered her head and continued to work, Zhang Wan thought she was just talking casually to make herself happy, except for being indifferent, she was actually a good person, maybe even the masters were like this.

Suddenly, the rain stopped...

Zhang Wan was stunned, looking at the sky, it was still gloomy, and Bai Yujun was still making oil-paper umbrellas around the edge of the grass pavilion in the courtyard.

Why... why did the rain suddenly stop?

After thinking about it, I thought it might be a coincidence. I didn't take such a supernatural event into my heart. It was good when the rain stopped. The old mother kept talking about going to dig some lotus roots and come back to make osmanthus glutinous rice lotus.

In the pavilion, Bai Yujun put the umbrella stand aside, picked up another paper umbrella that had been brushed with tung oil and started painting.

I seriously drew a particularly lazy sheep demon...

The old mother went out with a bamboo basket and said that she was going to dig lotus roots. Bai Yujun felt that it would be better to catch a few fish and add vegetables. Just eating lotus root was too bland and tasteless in the mouth, or killed the chicken and made a pot of stewed chicken with bamboo fungus.

Send the painted paper umbrella to the house and wait to dry. The recent rainy days have had a great impact on making paper umbrellas.

Rarely did the rain stop, and the villagers were busy with their work. Taking advantage of the rain, they quickly finished the delayed work. The four brothers of the Wang family had no choice but to live in a few dilapidated thatched huts. They couldn’t build new houses during the rainy season, and they scolded each other at home all day long. , As if completely forgetting that the deceased younger brother has a widow.

noon.

The old mother cooked a lot of dishes, and a few people sat around to eat, and it rained again outside the window.

Zhang Wan looked out the window and then looked at Bai Yujun, stunned...

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Bai Yujun relied on deception for another two months.

Zhang Wan is about to give birth in about a month, and the star machine that was originally hidden and hidden has become faint again. Bai Yujun calculated and felt that after the child was born, it might be completely hidden and no one could see it.

It is rumored that many great people have auspiciousness when they come into the world. For example, when someone was born, the pillars of the house grew with ganoderma lucidum. Know if it's true or not.

Bai Yujun was very tired.

Disturbing one's qi dragon veins does not harm the common people, and disturbing the qi machine interferes with the search of some uninvited guests.

Move a stool and sit on the lake to fish in a mino jacket and a hat.

Zhang Wan was too fragile to be frightened. Bai Yujun used the chaotic energy of the earth to cover up her whereabouts. In the future, the enemy will be led to the lake to solve it. It is not known whether the comer has money or how much property. Life is not easy. It's a shortcut to making a fortune.

Flicking the bamboo pole lightly, the fish hook is thrown far away, and the palm of the hand rests on the chin and slowly waits for the fish to be hooked.

The mist floated on the lake to the distant mountains, and the girl in white sitting by the lake was looming. Having a lake was equivalent to fighting at home, doubling the normal combat power.

By the lake, Bai Yujun, who was dozing off, opened her Danfeng eyes.

"I didn't expect that the first person to come to the door was the evil thing. It's a little bit capable, much better than any major sect."

He looked up at the cloudy, dark sky.

"The sun is obscured, and any ghost dares to jump out, and it really can't see the light."

He extracted water vapor and condensed a slender horizontal knife beside him. With a flick of his finger, the water jet flew away with a whimpering sound, and rolled the mist close to the water surface and flew into the distance.

Now that the swordsmanship is very smooth, I still remember that I only learned the swordsmanship.

Yujian really has a style. He takes the head of a person from a thousand meters away. I don't know what those rookies who have studied hard swordsmanship know that a certain monster has learned better than them.

In the distance, a gentle scholar who was on his way looked up and saw something flying...

The picture in front of him shook and swayed, and before the book died, what he saw was a honeysuckle flower in the grass.

After the book died, the corpse rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye, the rotten flesh was pitch-black, the ghostly creatures howled, and the water jet that had passed through the chest disintegrated into water trails.

Evil cultivators in the mere qi refining period are not worth drawing a knife, Bai Yujun just threw a water knife and ignored it.

Floating and swaying, lightly flicking the bamboo pole, he lifted a five-pound carp, skillfully picked the hook and put it in the bamboo basket, and changed the bait to continue fishing.

The intrusion of that low-level evil cultivator seemed to have broken the tranquility of Wangjiaji.

The funny thing is that the first ones to find are evil cultivators and demon cultivators. Evils always have some special ways to get there first. Bai Yujun feels sad for those big sects.

A sigh by the lake.

"Hey... if there is a heavy weapon, it will make Bie Sun look good."

Without heavy weapons, I always feel that there is something missing from snakes, and it is too awkward to play spells. Snakes are born to be melee combat creatures, and they like to see heavy weapons smash the enemy's skull.

Three days later, the magic cultivator came to commit the crime.

The Demon Sect is dormant in the Central Plains, sucking people's blood and soul to cultivate magic arts, constantly causing disasters and stirring up the wind and rain. From the war in Nanyuan Lake more than two hundred years ago to the chaos in the Southern Wilderness more than ten years ago, there are shadows of the Demon Sect. If you can do it, there are a lot of bad things. Since the human race is born, it must be mixed at the door. It doesn't matter whether it is successful or not, whether there is fruit on the tree or not.

There was a fight on the water in the east of the lake.

The lake water was rumbling and rumbling, and the mist was stirred with the roar of beasts...

in the mist.

Bai Yujun stepped on the lake and waved his knife to drive the water vapor down!

Severing the magic weapon, the sharp blade slashed to the chest!

"You...you are Chunyang...the third disciple of Qingxu..."

Mo Xiu was dying to know who the other party was, but unfortunately it was too late.

"That's right, no reward."

With a knife, he brought out a handful of blood, and he waved the knife again to cut his head in half, and the Jindan period demon cultivator who had been around for many years died in this ordinary small village.

The demon cultivator was angry, and before his consciousness dissipated, he gathered all his soul power to attack Bai Yujun!

There is no sea of ​​consciousness battle, and there is no danger of being taken away. The current level of that kind of cultivation technique cannot be touched at all. Bai Yujun just used the Pure Yang Jue Hua Sanqing to disperse the soul force.

From the beginning of the fight to the end, the whole process was less than a cup of tea time.

I searched for the body and took away all the valuables. I was afraid of polluting the lake water. I found a place with bad feng shui to dig a hole and bury it. I continued to go back to the lake to fish.

The breeze slowly spread and the thick fog spread, and the villagers did not see the fight just now. They only heard loud noises from the other side of the lake, and they just thought that someone was firing guns.

With her slender hands, she adjusted her hood, trying her best to hide her body under the hood to avoid the rain, but did not use her talent.

The big white goose ooh ooh swam before him.

The white goose likes to raise its neck and shout loudly. A group of big white geese swim past, leaving a white goose feather that fell off.

Bai Yujun tried hard not to imagine stewing goose in an iron pot, and decided to go back tonight and make a pot of spicy boiled fish, adding more peppercorns to enhance the taste, alas, the spicy taste will affect the sense of smell...

In the evening, put away the fishing rod and carry the fish basket back to the small courtyard.

The night in the mountains is particularly dark. The weak candlelight illuminates the small house. Several women and a monster gather around the brazier to eat boiled fish. Bai Yujun made it himself. About to have rheumatoid arthritis.

The carp is very big, and the fish pond has no medicine and no feed. The taste is mellow, and the hot steam is about to eat the snake letter.

During the meal, Zhang Wan occasionally stared at Bai Yujun, as if she had something on her mind.

After the meal, when the others fell asleep, Zhang Wan tiptoed to Bai Yujun's side, who was still painting on the paper umbrella, and quietly watched the brush draw strange paintings on the oil-paper umbrella.

Bai Yujun finished painting an umbrella, put it aside and brought another one to continue painting.

a long time.

"White girl."

"Um."

The hands are constantly moving, drawing landscapes or... a particularly lazy sheep demon.

"I saw you fighting with others, are you protecting me?"

"Yes."

"I'm just an ordinary country woman~www.wuxiamtl.com~Why would someone harm me..."

Zhang Wan asked again, she didn't understand, she didn't understand why her life had changed, becoming unfamiliar and frightening.

Hearing this, Bai Yujun paused slightly, thinking about how to answer.

"Fate, everyone has their own destiny, and there is no escape. All you can do is face it and not give up. Your destiny is destined to be extraordinary in the future, and you need to wait for many years."

It's rare to say a lot at once.

"Can you keep me..."

"Do my best, if I can't beat the other party... seek more blessings from myself."

Zhang Wan smiled bitterly. She didn't know Bai Yujun's real purpose of helping her, nor her true identity, but she knew that she was really protecting herself. If she failed, what should she do?

Destiny, everyone has a destiny, and all we can do is accept our destiny.

Hope she wins...