The suburbs of the lake in the East China Sea, the southern bank of the heartbroken lake
The rain and waterfalls in front of the eaves made the clouds on the lake storm, like a foggy hanging hanging hanging out of thin air, dividing the inside and outside the house into two worlds; the sound of the drizzle shows the quietness of the people in the pavilion.
The rain...was falling like the sky was falling.The curtains were rolled up, and the girl in the blue silk dress sighed. She leaned against the dangerous railing, gently stroked the red sheath with her fingertips like peeling onions. In an instant, even the long sword became blurred and dreamy: Huang Ying, do you think we will die in such a rain?Everything is hazy, how beautiful!
‘If you want to die, you will die’, she thought to herself.
The girl in yellow shirt, called Huang Ying, twisted her waist and stretched her arms, yawned lightly, and a lazy and bright look in her eyes.Before she could meet, the girl Lanchang turned her head and indulged in the rain scene. Her bright eyes were filled with fog, and her face was full of self-harming her pity.
I don't want to die.
The yellow tassels built a pair of round and beautiful legs, and the tender yellow pointed green embroidered shoes with a bow-bottomed bottom were equalized freely, like a cat with a satisfied head.Among the disciples of Shuiyue Dingxuan, Huang Ying's appearance is not outstanding, but she is better than her proud peaks and sweet voice. When talking about the beauty of her legs and thighs, few people can compare with her smoothness and tightness. Unfortunately, in such a place where she is all women, she can only attract exclusion, jealousy and hatred from her peers.
She flipped through several erotic pictures and often eavesdropped on the slutty men who drove mule carts and sent firewood to the heartbroken lake with heavy wind and snow, knowing what men wanted. What's the use of a beautiful face? If you are born on your neck, aren’t you looking at others? What men like is that they are wrapped tightly under their clothes and can only peel off what they see!
(It's a pity that the head of the sect is not a man.)
Huang Ying often passes through such thoughts, and sighs in her heart.
Although Shuiyue Dingxuan has the word "Xuan", it is not a small building, but a leading sword sect in Hunan.
The rocks on the south bank of Broken Lake are hard, the illuminated shore is flat and shallow, and reefs are arranged on them. Pavilions and towers are built on them, and flying bridges are connected, and boats can be used for sailing downwards; hollow dams are built outside the ring, and gates are set up to control entry and exit, which will form a wide quilt of Linshui Manor.Shuiyue Dianxuan has been operating for several generations, and most of the exquisite buildings fly on the lake. The lake view and the garden into the lake have always been a scenic spot in Tokaido.
This water-wind cool pavilion is located in a secluded place in the garden. Although it is not far from the shore, it is lonely in three directions. There is only a winding roof-covered nine-curved corridor connecting with the Lingzhou Incense Courtyard on the shore. The pavilion and pavilion are empty on all sides, separated by curtains and curtains. The lake wind is cool all over the room, so it is named.
This girl hasn't tasted a man's taste!But I can't bear to die.Huang Ying licked her lips lightly, stroked the small mole on the corner of her right eye, and her smile was a bit chaotic: I said that the girl Cailan in our family is looking for death all day long. Could it be that she is better than a famous man from a famous family? She will have no regrets and hatred in this life?
The girl Cailan in the blue dress heard her vulgar words, and couldn't help but frown and simply turned her head to ignore her.
This school is fifth... no!The fourth beautiful girl Cailan cannot match her talents who are not from the three major sword sects.Huang Ying said the more he said, the more he became: The Emperor's Sword Tomb is either a nerd or a white-bearded father-in-law. It's not good or bad; the son Mo San and Mu Si of the Sword Palace are handsome enough, but unfortunately, they are so romantic and lucky. Don't hurt our Cailan.oops!Could it be that Miss Lan fell in love with the little Taoist priest at Guanhai Tianmen?
Cailan turned around and wanted to twist her head in anger. Huang Ying shouted and laughed and begged for mercy: I won’t play, I won’t play!I will be punished if I encounter Sister Hong later.
Cailan opened his almond eyes: What are you doing to me?It’s all you, just talking nonsense!What is the fourth and fifth?Bihu... is still here!She even made a slight resentment. She suddenly glanced at the embroidered couch in the screen, immediately closed her mouth, lowered her neck and eyelashes, but the tips of her eyes were a little floating.
(If Bihu dies, can you be ranked fourth in beauty?)
Huang Ying squinted his eyes and sneered in his heart.
Shuiyue Dingxuan is divided into four courtyards, and only the successor of the robe and mantle taught by the head can serve as the head, also known as the head of the courtyard, and its identity is naturally different from that of the girls.As we all know, the contemporary leader of Shuiyue Dingxuan, Hongyan Lengjian and Du Zhuangpity only has three disciples, and the mirror platform of Lingzhou Xiangyuan in the Fourth Courtyard still has no owner yet.
Of course, Cailan is not considered beautiful, at most she is just pretty. What's so good about her skinny body? Huang Ying spat in secret, feeling disgusted.
Who taught me that the Cailan girl was born in a wealthy family in Qizhou and went to a boudoir school for several months. When I heard the word "man", I frowned, and my whole body was filled with the tone of love in Xuanli?Without Bihu, everyone said that Cailan could be the fourth disciple of the sect. He suddenly became attentive and even had lunch before and afternoons to slap hands and greet him, send tea soup and embroidered bags, which made Huang Ying feel disgusting.
But no one can tell about this kind of thing.
The head of the sect has been in seclusion for more than ten years. When he stopped eight years ago, he took over the thief-slutty girl Ren Yizi as his direct disciple, and appointed a special maid and an old mother to serve.It was obviously the same year when they entered the school, and now they all have to call her respectfully, "Three Palm Garden"!But he gave birth to a peach blossom face and pretended to be quite gentle in front of him. What is the difference between them in his bones?
Huang Ying muttered in her heart, slowly walked to the edge of the oil bamboo couch, unveiled the gauze tent and sat down.
A girl with only a small shirt and a heavy gauze wrapped in her quilt, her whole body was straight, her exposed neck was waxy white, and her collarbone was like two copper twigs with blue veins. Her black hair was scattered on the surface of the big red lotus duck embroidered pillow, and was shaken by the bright candlelight, which was even more eye-catching than the blood stains that oozed out of the gauze.Huang Ying stretched out his hand, and his five small fingers penetrated into the girl's hair, slowly combed along the black hair, and got closer as he combed.
You...what are you doing?Cailan's voice was tense and tight, and it was trembling slightly.
Take care of her!Huang Ying pursed her lips and looked back with a bad intention:
Sister Hong asked us to do this, why don’t we do it?You are so heartless, so you won’t come to see others.
Cailan's face turned pale, and after a while, he pinched the corner of the table, his back and neck were a little stiff.
I...I'll just sit here.
Huang Ying sneered secretly, leaning into Bihu's unconscious ear, her two red-bite cherry lips moved gently, while squinting at Cailan by the table.Cailan became nervous again, trembling all over, and his hands, which were holding the table towel, stretched pale, and blue veins were faintly exposed.
What did you... say to her?
I asked her if she still remembered it--Huang Ying pursed her red lips and raised the corners of her lips slightly:
Who was it, slashing her in the face?
The lightning flashed suddenly, and the thunder roared, as if it was falling into a lake outside the railing.Cailan screamed and stood up, kicking the embroidered lotus pier under his leg to the ground. The round pier with waist drum type rolled to the ground, and suddenly rolled down to the threshold of the door like a living thing.
You... are so nonsense, I will tell Sister Hong to go!
She was so angry that her face turned pale. These two sentences were so slight, and she turned around and wanted to carry an umbrella.
Go to Ah!Remember to come back earlier.Huang Ying smiled brilliantly:
If Bihu wakes up and wants to talk about what happened that day, don’t be there.
Cailan suddenly stopped.After a while, my slender body was close to the bamboo wall, I slowly bent down, gritted my teeth and put the embroidered cushion in my arms, and groped up the lotus stool; my cheeks were shaking a few hairs, and my expression looked even more sad.
When Bihu was alone on a boat out of the gate that day, only she and Cailan followed secretly.
Later...what happened later?Huang Ying gently stroked the forehead, rubbed the needle that burst out from the base of the skull, and tried to throw out the lost memories - although it seemed to be ineffective for half a month.When Huang Ying woke up that day, she found that, along with him, the three of them were lying in the back garden of Lingzhou Xiangyuan. A miserable knife mark spread from Bihu's eyebrows and chin, splitting the beautiful melon-shaped face into two.
She still remembered that she was stunned and screamed in vain. Cailan, who was leaning beside her, did not move, like a dead corpse.
Who came after hearing the sound and how to take them away from the scene? Frankly speaking, I no longer remember it, but Huang Ying knew clearly that it was definitely not what he did.If she had the beauty of Bihu, perhaps the one who was lying on the embroidery couch would not be one person, but a pair - this idea really made her feel scared, but as the days passed, Huang Ying quickly felt ridiculous.
There are people in the world who cannot do bad things.
When she was still living in the old nest of Huangnigou, there were nine brothers and sisters at home, and they even had to compete for food. The next door was a girl who couldn't rob her. She was so thin that she was so thin that she was pressed against her back. She secretly took her into her kitchen from time to time, stuffing half a piece of cake, two leftover cakes, etc.
As soon as Xiao Huangying got the food, she crawled into the bottom of the table, rubbing her hard into the corner, stuffing the thing into her mouth, for fear that she would be dug out by other brothers and sisters.The sister of the dog always scolded her as a slut, looking at the kitten and dog in the gutter, cursing her from house to marriage.
The great master of the Gouzi family is good, leaving a little thin birth, and his children are all raised white and moist. His sister is even more beautiful, with thin waist and long legs, and her skin seems to be evenly powdered. When she sweats, she looks particularly white, just like steamed and ground into finely.The young men in Huangnigou were lying around all day long, but my sister had a sweetheart.
That day, Xiao Huangying slipped into Gouzi's kitchen to find food. Suddenly, she heard a rustling outside the blue cloth curtain. She quietly lifted a corner, but saw a tall and noble-looking young man stuck with his sister. The two of them were slow and soon they got married to the kang.
The man had a white face, phoenix eyes, a straight nose, and his eyebrows flew into his temples. He looked so many times better than those dark men in Huangnigou who were rough-worked. Seeing Xiao Huangying's heart thrust, he suddenly became sore and became more and more hated to his sister.
At that time, my sister's cheeks were flushing, and water was dripping from the corners of her eyes, which was several times more beautiful than usual.The man rubbed her neck with his mouth and nose, smelled the temperature in his collar with big mouthfuls, rubbed his sister's chest with one big hand, and then penetrated into her collar after a moment.My sister's clasp was pulled apart, and a large area of snow-white and tender skin was exposed. The fertile hills and valleys were undulating. The man left dense sweat stains wherever he stroked it, and it was hard to tell who was wet whom.
My sister hummed lightly like a cat moan, her left hand weakly pushed her back, but her index finger on her right hand was held between her red lips, and her small teeth were biting affectionately.The man was quite inspired, and pulled open his sister's collar and took out a snowy oily and nipples bamboo shoot, holding the top buds, sucking and sucking and sipping.
Only then did the sister really get nervous, and she arched her body and tightened the cotton sheet on the kang.
Don't...it's itchy!So... so shameful... She complained with a sweet smile, and she was breathing lightly, and her tone mixed with breath seemed to moan.The man was still the same, and his fat breasts were rubbed overflowing from his fingers. His originally round and straight breasts deformed randomly between his five fingers. His nipples, covered in bright saliva, were erect like little finger joints, proudly raised upwards, and kept shaking lightly with his trembling body.
The girl is worthy of being accustomed to crops and has a strong body.The man teased her, suddenly grabbed her breasts and grabbed her whole palm: Tsk, this baby is so flickering!
My sister was shy and angry, and she felt a little annoying and comfortable in the pain. She was merciless for a while and her whole body was soft. After a while, she held his hand tightly and refused to continue. She gasped for a moment: You... you look down on my family's crops. This... you bully people like this!In... in our place, everyone... everyone says I am... better than the official family... more beautiful than the official lady!
The man laughed, moved his position, and put his hand into her waist.The elder sister became scared and clamped her legs tightly, saying tremblingly: Brother... don't!My father came back and ran into him and was going to kill me!She worked for many years and was very strong. If she really didn't rely on her, it would be difficult for a man to step beyond the line.
He leaned close to his sister's ears, and his hot breath blew into her sensitive cochlea, smiling with a bad look on his face: Be good, girl!If you obey me, the prince will let you be the real wife of the official family.My sister trembled all over, and she felt relieved when she heard it. Her bent knees slowly lay flat and she suddenly collapsed.
The man quickly took off her skirt, took off her waist scarf, and spread her long thin white legs apart.
Xiao Huangying blushed and her heart beat. She saw her sister covering her face with her hands, her whole body trembling like a squiggle. There was a pair of eye-catching curly black glutinous rice between her snow-white legs, and the two petals of fine flesh on the lower end were like carp mouths that opened and closed, and it was shiny and moistened with a shiny light.
The man hurriedly took off his shorts, squeezed his clothes into his belt, and didn't even take off his shoes and socks. He wrapped his knees and wrinkled his legs and threw them onto the kang. His pale butt squeezed his sister's thighs, and he sank his body with his body.
The elder sister screamed, her white legs wrapped around the man's waist, and her ten fingers were trapped in his vest; she couldn't see her expression from Huang Ying, and she felt that scream was thrilling. Later, she didn't hear her sister's voice for a long time, as if she was dead.
The man raised his head with a hissing sound, grinning his teeth, not knowing whether it was pain or enjoyment, but after a moment, he immediately started to do it.
Ah...Brother!It hurts... it hurts!At first, my sister was still crying with pain. I don’t know how long it took, but the mourning sound gradually subsided, but the breath gradually became thicker and thicker, occasionally mixed with a few sweet hums.
Xiao Huangying felt that the half-naked look of the two of them was so ugly that they were not as disgusting when they flirted. She looked bored for a while until the man screamed, his whole body was stiff, and he fell softly on his sister.
He got up and put on his pants. The elder sister quickly took out a scarf and gritted her teeth and wiped it into the tender thighs. A deep stain on the thigh was stained, which was shocking.We... have a good time. If the prince doesn't want me, I...I don't want to live anymore.The elder sister held the veil and lay in the man's arms. Her cheeks were flushed when she said this and her eyes were watery.The man tried his best to coax him and said many sweet words.
So that's better?It looks quite ugly.Xiao Huangying tilted her head and thought, feeling comforted.It’s best if my sister meets a prodigal son and a doctor who cheats on women, she deserves to be in vain!
The man was not a non-believing person. Not long after, the central government came to talk to the media.The great master of the Gouzi family heard that it was the wealthy family of Zheng in Qianzhuang who fell in love with his daughter, so he couldn't stop and agreed.Neighbors all said: If you had known that your girl was not the life of a farmer, you would have really become a wife of a member of the country!Even if he was jealous, he would shut up immediately to avoid getting involved with Mr. Zheng, the renter.
Huang Ying followed her mother to Gouzi's house to congratulate her. Her sister didn't even look at her, and she was busy picking up cloth to make clothes.
Huang Ying waited quietly, and finally waited until the night before her sister got into the sedan chair. She slipped into the room with her mother's big scissors for needlework, and slowly cut off her bangs and temples on her sleeping dog.Her movements were very light, she only cut a little at a time, and she cut it all night long. The sharpened scissors opened and closed like water, and it was indescribably soft and smooth.
Later I heard that my sister was crazy.When I saw the eldest uncle in the team, he said he was a ghost shaved head, but he was unlucky when he met him. Who would dare to have such a slut?The sedan chair didn't even put down the floor of Huangnigou, so it turned around and left.The old lady was very sad and cried all day long. From then on, the old lady really fell into trouble: the old man and the gouzi left one after another, but the old lady kept dragging her breath. The blind woman guarded the dilapidated ancestral house and her crazy daughter, and the neighbors were all away.
Huang Ying thought the old lady was pretty good, but when she thought of the smooth feel of Ye Luo's cut, she still chuckled and everyone else thought she was stupid.She never regretted cutting her black hair; now, let’s see who is the thief!
Can't pick blue.
Only when a ghost is obsessed with her can she do things she doesn't dare to think about. When the demon passes by, she becomes timid, like a canary who is scared by a cat's cry, and she can't fly even if she opens the cage.Huang Ying found it very interesting, and even prayed every night, asking God to teach Bihu to open his eyes before he died, just in front of Cailan, even if it only takes a moment. How interesting this is!
Originally, she counted the days and plotted to have a day Cailan could end. Unexpectedly, the Guanhaitian Gate, the Finger Sword Palace, and the Burying Emperor Sword Tomb also had major cases of tragic swords and rumors from the sects. Some of the demon swords and demon souls were heard. Now, even Bihu also ignored them. The whispers of the demon swords and the demon swords facing the four major swords and gates spread, which made the entire Eastern Martial Arts World sensation. Shui Yue Dingxuan was on guard, and no one suspected his own people.
A flash of lightning outside the water pavilion, and thunder burst out. Cailan lowered his head and covered his ears, and his pale face reflected a miserable green.
As the veil was floating, Huang Ying saw a blurry black shadow at the other end of the Jiuqu Bridge. The image was not real. She seemed to be a tall man with a hunchback, and she felt very strange. She blinked her eyes, but saw nothing.Her heart tightened, Guru!I swallowed my saliva and quietly approached the end of Bihu's nose. The tentacles felt slightly damp and hot, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The other end of Lingzhou Xiangyuan was on guard, and there was also the second-hand Fengjiang Ranhongxia, who was nicknamed Hongjie, who was in charge of the second-hand Fengjiang. Huang Ying usually caught a glimpse of the strict supervision of the class and cold-spoken senior sister of the Zhengyuan who was in charge of the class, and hurriedly took a detour to avoid it. At this moment, she felt at ease.If someone can pass the famous Wanli Fengjiang Ranhongxia's sword in her hand, and has the ability to disappear suddenly on the Quqiao Bridge on the lake. I am afraid that looking at the four sword gates in the East China Sea, there will be no safe place.
Is there such a person in the world?The ghost is almost the same.
Ghosts are not afraid.There is also a murderer here, so evil!
As I thought about it, the annoying headache seemed to disappear.Huang Ying squinted Cailan, who closed her eyes and covered her ears, and then chuckled lightly.
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Donghai Road, Shouzhi Huyang City, Zhanzhou
Outside the city, above the wilderness.
The dilapidated ancient temple stands in the rain, and the wooden plaque painted with the five powerful and enchanting lights and four large mud gold characters was blown to make a sound, as if it was about to fall.
The temple was brightly lit, and the spacious hall was drizzling. The bricks that were originally located in a row had been moved aside. The cracked bluestone floor was cleaned and painted with cinnabar talismans.The twisted blood-red texts were broken or connected, and they covered the entire ground of the Lingguan Hall.
In the center of the rune, there is a strange cage.
The square iron cage is placed on an eight-wheeled cart. The top and the three sides of the cage are made of stainless steel, and are made tightly, while the remaining one is a semi-decayed brick wall, with honeycomb-like holes on the wall.At the bottom of the cage is a large stone slab with a thickness of more than a foot and a unkempt edge. The whole cage is like digging out two out of thin air and measuring the corners of the house, and steel strips are built on the other four sides. The contacts are cast and sealed, and there is no buckle in the whole body.
Although the iron cage is strange, it is just strange. If a warrior from Tokaidao passes here and sees the crowds in the temple, he will be shocked.Today, in this small wilderness temple, all the people from the three sword gates of the East China Sea - the Emperor's Sword Tomb, the Guanhai Tianmen, and the Shuiyue Dingxuan - have arrived. Three groups of people are each occupying one side, waiting for the belated fourth-party representatives.
Xu Ziyi sighed and looked at the shaking torch flames in the temple and were slightly ecstatic.
Shui Yue Dingxuan's door, her appearance, figure, and even her temperament and conversation were all carefully selected.As a great disciple of the Shuiyue lineage and acting as the head of the sect for nearly ten years, Xu Ziyi should be a beauty-selling couple; however, for those who are just meeting, they would never want to use such words to describe her.
In fact, even though the disciples of Shuiyue who were accompanying him were like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each of them was good at playing, as soon as this white skin and snow-skinned and clean-clothed agent, no male disciple from other sects dared to look abruptly as soon as this white skin and snow-clothed agent entered the temple.She calmly led the crowd to a corner of the hall. Wherever she passed, all men of various sects bowed their heads and lowered their hands and quietly retreated, as if one more glance was a blasphemy of the Guanyin Buddha.
Xu Ziyi did not become a monk, but she knew her position very well.Since she was the head of the corps affairs at the age of nineteen, she has never worn a piece of jewelry, has never worn any color of flowery clothes, and has never traveled to enjoy herself. In the occasion of the Four Alliances, she has never said a redundant joke. Apart from the Alliances, she only talks about swordsmanship and martial arts.
It is certainly not enough to make an unknown girl who was only nineteen years old win the respect of her fellow martial arts masters, so that she can make her own words and make her true to her words. Xu Ziyi did a lot of things.
However, this meticulous and unruly persistence set a very transcendent height for her: she only wore black clothes for ten years, had two dishes of vegetarian dishes per meal, and copied a volume of scriptures every day... In addition to her image of being smart and good at governing and outstanding sword skills, maintaining an extraordinary self-discipline in life will undoubtedly make many people feel ashamed.There is an anecdote that has been circulating in the martial arts world of Tokaido, and people talk about it with relish: Even if Xu Ziyi never asked, as long as she attended, the other three sword sects would never drink. This is a special courtesy that even her master Du Zhuangpity had never had.
Xu Ziyi is not a saint, or even a monk. She knows very well that she is just a woman; at best, she is just a woman with good swordsmanship and power, but she is never stingy to use the extra influence she has gained.
Tonight, she sincerely hopes that such influence can come in handy.
The rain outside the hall fell like the sky. In the overwhelming drizzle, a clear roar like a dragon suddenly shook through the rain; everywhere, the water in front of the eaves burst out, and the rain was blocked by the sound waves, and it swept across all directions like ripples.Everyone's chest was filled with blood, and the weak skills couldn't help but sway. They took a step back and leaned against the wall to regulate their breathing.
(The piano demon is here!)
Xu Ziyi heard the sound and felt aroused, and knew that if the sword palace sent this person to come, today's affairs would never be good.
The wind swayed, and dozens of torches in the hall crackled.Looking over the shadow of the cage, at the other end of the hall, the deputy chief of the Imperial Sword Tomb, Chaotian Jinsuo, Tan Jianhu, frowned, and although the purple-collar broad face had no expression, there was sweat on his forehead. Obviously, his mind had also turned to the same place.
Walking all over the city and mountains without seeking immortality, I am alone in the flowers and moon, and I want to lose my year; after I throw a cup of autumn and drink, I am better than the thirteen strings of green eyebrows!
In the sound of chanting, Wei Wuyin crossed the high threshold of vermilion lacquer, picked her long hair with her hands, and her pair of slanted phoenix eyes burst out with light, and the deep marks at the corners of her eyes were as dense as a spider to spit.As the only remaining elder of the Wu generation who is Shuoguo in the Finger Sword Qi Palace, the strange appearance of the silver hair and black hair is a proof of its profound cultivation, which is ranked alongside the Jiao-tailed Wutong Qin behind it.
On the other corner, dozens of Taoist priests dressed in white glared at each other, showing a look of grief and anger.
The leading middle-aged Taoist was wearing a flowing robe, with a long sleeve, a rhinoceros horn and jade belt, a beaded with silver shoes, and a gold weaving and colorful embroidery under the crane cloak. Although it was in the shape of a Taoist priest, it looked like a feathered god in a palace mural. There are eight Taoist boys in the apricot clothes, holding incense beast scriptures, long and short wooden boxes, etc., which is much more particular than Xu Ziyi, who is the head of Shuiyue Tingxuan.
The middle-aged Taoist narrowed his big wet and dark eyes and stroked his beard and sneered: Teacher Wei has such a deep internal strength!The name of the piano demon is powerful in the East China Sea, and it is not a blessing.When the innocent murderous people from four sects come, they must rely on Teacher Wei’s magical skills to kill with one force!
Wei Wuyin ignored him and looked around the field like a sword, and everyone was shocked.The young and shallow cultivation in the Taoist priest group was swept away by his sharp eyes, and his body shook slightly, and his feet were sore and soft.
The demon of piano swept back and forth several times, and snorted coldly, and nodded in a radius: Since the leader of the sect is here, please give me a greeting and respecting my teacher. I said that I am old and old, and my sword art is in vain. After the leader of the sect comes out of seclusion, please come and verify it as soon as possible to avoid regrets.Xu Ziyi smiled faintly, but did not touch her.
The middle-aged Taoist was left aside by him, and his face suddenly turned cold; but it was only a moment, and he sneered again.
Is it just because Teacher Wei avoids the real and makes the false?
Among the four sword gates in the East China Sea, except for Shui Yue Dingxuan, the family is full of women and rarely participates in the struggle, the Jingjianqi Palace and Guanhai Tianmen are all forces that have been resident in the East China Sea for hundreds of years. They fight openly and secretly, without any day. Both gratitude and resentment are a bad debt, and it is hard to calculate. If it weren't for the old Taimaster Xiao Jianzhi who was still burying the tomb of the Emperor's Sword, the conflict had already broken out.
Although the Burying Emperor Sword Tomb is listed in the Sword Gate, it is a ritual agency sent by the court in the East China Sea, which is responsible for coordinating the matters of the emperor's Eastern Tour and worshiping the heavens. The official name is the Donghai Road Train Si Litai, which has a rank and a third-rank official, and even the deputy rank official, Bingbi, Yuansheng, etc. in the Taiwan are all paid a rank and rank salary.
Although the country is easy to change, in order to control the Donghai Road in all dynasties, the establishment of the Donghai Train Department has always been maintained. However, the people in the martial arts world ignore the red tape of the temple and call it the Burying Emperor Sword Tomb.
Tan Jianhu, as the deputy chief of the Emperor's Sword Tomb, was considered a parent official of a fellow martial artist in the East China Martial Arts. When he saw the scene was going to be stiff, he quickly calmed down: I have something to say, please listen to me.It was the demon sword Su Sheng who caused trouble again and invited each family to come today.According to my Taigong's estimate, the demon sword must appear here today. I would like to ask you to work together to stop the demonic atmosphere together.
Wei Wuyin turned his head when he heard this and narrowed his eyes and glanced.
Old Taicheng Xiao didn’t come today?
This... Tan Jianhu was caught off guard when asked: Tai Cheng still has important matters and cannot come.
Wei Wuyin picked up the stem of a beard and said in a hushed voice: Thirty years ago, when the demon sword was in chaos, the four sword gates in the East China Sea, the two sword gates, the five island Qiying were all injured and sacrificed countless times to eliminate the demon sword.I and the few old friends such as Master Du have survived to this day, but I don’t remember that Xiao Jianzhi had the ability to predict the appearance of the demon sword.His phoenix eyes opened and a splendid light burst out: Don’t say that the demon sword has been destroyed, even if he really turns around again, when will Xiao Jianzhi get familiar with the demon sword? He knows that he will come here today?Tan Jianhu was speechless and could not answer for a moment.
Wei Wuyin smiled coldly and looked away.
Lord Tan, if you don’t know, you will be willing to turn to Baicheng Mountain and call Xiao Jianzhi to come!My bad disciple has been missing for a long time, and some villains in the middle are conspiring to frame him, saying that he committed murder or something.If I teach me who has hidden the young disciple, or if I design that he cannot come forward to confess, I will never give up!
The middle-aged Taoist squinted his eyes and said, "Teacher Wei doesn't need to point out the mulberry and scold the locust." If I want to be unable to fight with Mu Sixia, I will not be able to lose twelve lives."I heard that there is a demon gu in the demon sword, and all those who hold it will lose their minds. Teacher Wei’s beloved disciple must have held the demon sword to do such a thing that hurts the heavens and the truth. If Mu Sixia knew, he would probably be heartbroken. Teacher Wei might as well destroy his relatives for justice, so that he could keep his reputation as a hero.
Wei Wuyin turned his head suddenly.
Your Excellency: To harm the heavens and harm the truth, and to destroy the relatives for justice, it seems that my disciple has already confirmed his crime, but he doesn’t know where the evidence is?
This time it was Taoist's turn to be slow.He flashed his nails and said leisurely: The two unique skills of "The Unbearable Wen Jian" and "Yu Lu" in the Sword Palace are both powerful tricks of slow killing and slow death and taking their lives on the bed. Among the twelve people attacked by our gate, seven of them died on the spot, and the rest of them almost did not last three days... Wei Wuyin was laughing in a cold state, and suddenly heard the Taoist turn the subject:
...The heaven saw that there was a man who was lucky enough to survive, leaving a witness to the tragedy.After gently licking the high-high, the two little Taoists behind him carried out a soft couch. The person on the couch wrapped his head with gauze, and the black blood stains were oozing out. The breath was almost gone, and the shriveled sternum covered with white cloth was no longer rising or falling.
The Emperor's Sword Tomb is known as the History of Swords. It is like studying the sword arts of various schools. When talking about Jianhu's signs of the man's life, he felt a sudden fist and said: "Minister Lu, can I make me feel injured when I observe it?"The middle-aged Taoist shook his sleeves and turned his head and said, "Sir, please give yourself a favor."
Tan Jianhu leaned forward and carefully lifted the white cloth. He saw a wound on the man's chest that was as wide as his index finger, from his right shoulder to the left, and the wound was rolled up. It was not very shocking. The bruises on both sides were wider than their palms, and were lined by the pale skin around him, as if they were wearing a wide ribbon of purple.
This cut caused the sternum to sink slightly, causing the heart, lungs and others to fail to die. The blood flow of the injured person's whole body slowed down, just like a vein, which pointed to the masterpiece of Jianqi Palace. It was unbearable to hear the sword.Tan Jianhu gently caresses the injured person's skin, and only feels that the tentacles are cold. It is a sign of blood coagulation, so he can't help but frown.
The middle-aged Taoist was unreasonable and snorted coldly: Lord Tan is knowledgeable. Can you make a notarization for this sect? See how this sword that cuts off the life is the method of which sect in the world?Everyone knew that this matter was never simple, but there was no clue at the moment. Tan Jianhu had a purple-shaped face that looked like an iron plate, and he frowned and thought hard, but he didn't answer for a long time.
(Send an honest person here, the old Taicheng really miscalculated.)
Xu Ziyi sighed secretly and spoke to help him.
I heard that it is hard to bear to hear the sword. The blood clots and blood clots are blocked without damaging the skin and flesh. This is a unique skill that emphasizes the power of the sword.
She smiled slightly, her snowy muscles were reflected by her clean black clothes, and her quiet and gentle face exuded an ethereal and cold look.
I have shallow knowledge, but I feel that this sword is extremely domineering. I wonder what my opinion is?
Tan Jianhu nodded and said: I also find it strange.If you can hurt people so much, why can you make you so bloody?According to my opinion, there must be something strange about this. You might as well ask the Taiwan Department to assign capable coroners to check with the doctor, so as to find out the truth.
The middle-aged Taoist sneered: The yamen of the Nietai Department is far away, and the gate of the sword tomb is deep. When this official document is lost for a long time, when the coroner comes, I am afraid that everyone will die and have a handful of bones left.I’m talking about the adults who have been in the public office for a long time. Isn’t this joking with me?Tan Jianhu's face turned red. Thinking about what he said was the truth, it was difficult to refute for a moment.
Wei Wuyin, who was standing beside him, always looked cold, and suddenly raised her head and closed her eyes, pursing a trace of contempt on her lips.
If you want to kill your son, why don’t you bear the sword?
The middle-aged Taoist looked aloof and shot out two rays of lightning.
This middle-aged Taoist Lu Biejia is one of the four deputy heads of Guanhai Tianmen. He is known as the Sword Mansion. His status in the sect is second only to the head of the sect, wearing a feathered sword and wearing a crane. He usually enters and leaves the eight boys and eight servants. He is used to being domineering. When did he hear such crazy words? But he was not angry at the moment and said kindly: Teacher Wei said very well. I have been famous for this power of hearing the sword for a long time and yearn for it. When Mu's four heroes came, they had to ask for advice. His voice is gentle, which makes his wet eyes that are more black than white, and he makes him look more innocent.
These words are hidden in killing, and they are actually very pleasant to say, and those who hear it are like listening to bells and chimes.
Wei Wuyin slowly opened his eyes and glanced at them one by one. Everyone in his eyes was ashamed, as if they were killed by a sword.
When I left the palace, my palace master repeatedly instructed me to commit less murder and not to hurt the alliance.Fortunately, I am old, even if I violate the Hadith, I thought the palace master would not bear to punish me.
Seeing that the conversation was already stiff, Tan Jianhu quickly smoothed out: The demon sword caused trouble in the world, and it caused so many troubles. Now is the time to work together.This... But I was robbed by Lu Bijia: The demon sword was destroyed thirty years ago, and we were unable to see each other in person. Killing people to pay for their lives is the justice of this world, and everyone in the world obeys it.Lord Tan said yes, right?
Tan Jianhu was speechless, but Wei Wuyin sneered.
Whoever dares to touch my disciple must exchange his life!
Since that's the case, I have nothing to say.The deer took a step forward, raised its sleeves:
Come and serve with swords!
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About half a month ago, people from the four major sword sects were killed one after another.
The murderer held a sharp knife with a strange shape, cutting gold and iron, leaving no trace, and no sword could resist it.As evidenced by various traces, these major cases seem to refer to the works of the painting and cloud color of Jianqi Palace, the four most powerful figures, piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting.Although Mu Yunse was young and romantic, her reputation was never bad. Rumors were about to spread, and the Eastern Wulin suddenly became an uproar.
The Lord of Jianqi Palace, Nine Stars, the Emperor's Clothes, Han Xuese cherishes her feathers the most. He now sent the four and three masters to investigate, Mo Shuse, who went to investigate, but after nearly ten days of the journey, he was as distant as a yellow crane.
Guanhai Tianmen Su was incompatible with Qigong, and six disciples died this time, including Lu Biejia's adopted son Lu Yanqing. Lu Biejia could no longer swallow this breath and pointed thousands of people from the East China Sea to kill Jiupankou of Longting Mountain. They wanted to seek justice, which almost led to a tragic battle.At the critical moment, the Burying Emperor Sword Tomb sent a quick horse to stop the battle in time, claiming that the demon sword that was eliminated thirty years ago was reborn, and with one force, it promoted the alliance of the four major sword gates to block the demon sword from chaotic times.
Today, the four sects in the Lingguan Hall were ambushed to capture the demon sword.
After walking in the world for a long time, you will believe in ghosts and gods - but not including demons and monsters, fish and dragons, and the emergence of absurd rural exposures.
If the demon sword had not been said to be from the old Taicheng who buried the imperial sword tomb and the second-rank Jin Zi Guanglu doctor who retired from Qianli Zhanjian and Xiao Jianzhi, he would have only caused a secret letter to write a secret letter from him.Even when Tan Jianhu Commander pushed the huge iron cage and painted the cinnabar talisman on the ground, he looked embarrassed, let alone these famous swordsmen who are old in the world?
Lu Biejia obviously came to capture the murderer, and Wei Wuyin firmly believed that the proud disciples would not act violent for no reason, and wanted to prevent Guanhai Tianmen from silencing their grievances.Tan Jianhu had a premonition, because he was afraid that when Mu Yunse appeared, it was the time when the covenant broke down; but he knew that before the demon sword arrived, the conflict between the two factions had already broken out.
Come and serve with swords!
The voice fell, and two long wooden boxes were handed over left and right. The deer barely opened the copper lock. With a clang, the two strange soldiers were out of the sheath: holding a seven-star sword with a blade as white as frost in the right hand, but holding it in the left hand, it was a thick shark-fin ghost-headed knife.
Guanhai Tianmen practices two soldiers, and they hold swords with their right hands. According to the weapons in the left hand, they are divided into eighteen sects such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, halberds, hooks, and forks.Lu Biejia is the leader of Guanhai Dao Sect. The achievements of swords and swords are unparalleled in the sect. His hands fell, and the swords and swords crossed in front of him, and he said proudly: Wei Wuyin!You are also a legend in the East China Sea. You can show off your weapons to avoid you having to say more after your death!There was a roar of gold and iron behind him, and all the disciples also held their swords and swords.
Wei Wuyin looked around with cold eyes and suddenly laughed at the sky: That thief said, he is so ignorant!Little do you know that the subordinates of Jianqi Palace only practice the invisible sword?I pulled out a long black hair on my temples, and my true energy was everywhere, and my thin and soft hair suddenly straightened, like a steel needle!
The deer thought and shouted: Be careful--Before you all, the white shadow in front of you suddenly shook, and you touched behind you!A disciple collapsed softly, with a soft black hair inserted into the well acupoint of the left shoulder and shoulder. It was less than half an inch outside the flesh, almost piercing the shoulder.
Wei Wuyin laughed loudly, waved his hands and suddenly came. In the blink of an eye, four or five disciples of the Tianmen fell down. The rest of the people were panicked and immediately became in chaos.
Seeing him wandering freely like a ghost, Lu Bojia was shocked: The evil heretics in the fingertips of Jianqi Palace have practiced this body technique!Knowing that he was a rare enemy in his life, he no longer had any reservations, he cheered up and shouted: Don’t panic everyone!Go quickly to the Nine Phoenix Tiangang Step and make the demons tie the shape of the formation!
When he heard the demons' shape formation, Tan Jianhu and Xu Ziyi were standing beside him, and they couldn't help but change their color.Seeing that there was no way to intervene, Tan Jianhu shouted anxiously: True Man Lu!The covenant is still there, don’t hurt Qingming!But it has been blocked.
The Taoist priests of the Tianmen originally fled and avoided, and some also swung their swords to protect themselves. However, when the Nine Phoenix Tiangang Step was about to go down, the chaotic scene of dozens of people doing their own things suddenly disappeared, and the formation was formed within three steps, as if it had been practiced long ago; even though Wei Wuyin was almost over lightning, a high wall suddenly erected from all directions, and there was no room for advance and retreat to avoid it.
He stabbed several people with a sword, but the formation was unshakable, and it became more and more stunning. He was shocked: He had not fought for decades, but he didn't expect that he had practiced such a great formation!Relying on his superb light skills, he soared into the sky, climbed the rafters and rushed out of the eaves, and his figure sank into the rain.
Is it a trick to lure the enemy?Don’t smile when you are yin: Since you are called the Demon-Bundle Array, you should beware of such ghost tricks!Everyone listened: Northern Mei Xuan Fan, Shenhu Xuan Ming, footsteps and footsteps of seven stars, and circles down the camp!The seven disciples were ordered and jumped out side by side, followed by seven people. Four groups of twenty-eight people were divided into four gods and landed into formations. As expected, they were guarded like an iron barrel, and there was no opportunity to take advantage of them when they were moving.
Unexpectedly, a hoarse smile came from the rain: Idiot!If you leave the palace gate, I will win!
A lightning flashed in the sky, and Wei Wuyin was seen standing on a bare half-dead locust tree outside the hall, and did not walk far away.
Lu Bie waved his sleeves, and twenty-eight people jumped out of the hall, tilting their heads and smiling: This group of demons' bundle formation can trap masters who are more than their own!I wonder if the piano demon can defeat 112 masters?
Wei Wuyin looked up and laughed: I used the power of creation to break the formation, and being alone is enough!Lu Biejia stared at the ebony box wrapped in brocade behind his shoulders, thinking to himself: Legend has it that this guy's Yu Lu is even more incompetent and can use the strings of the piano to exert sword energy. Before he breaks the box and takes out the Jiaotail Wutong Qin, he must use a large formation to eliminate it!Cheer up and shout: Receive!Fifty-six disciples of the Tianmen rushed forward, and the double demon-belt formation immediately gathered!
Thunder suddenly appeared, and in the blue-purple lightning, Wei Wuyin gathered a thin line arranged in advance between the forks of the locust tree, and bounced it with force; within the reach of force, the falling raindrops suddenly became hidden weapons like iron balls.As the sound of the drizzle was dripping, the sound of the air breaking sounded endlessly, and only a few short howls rose and fell. The Taoist priests of Tianmen fell to the ground one after another, and no one could get up in the blink of an eye.
The thunder roared down, and Wei Wuyin jumped down the locust tree, and his eyes swept across the Taoist priests who were moaning and tossing, sneered and walked over with their hands behind their backs. Lu Biejia's face turned pale, and the eight boys and eight servants who were close to each other drew out their swords and protected them in front of their master.
Wei Wuyin pulled down the wooden box behind him, bent over and sat on the door, placed the long box of brocade on his knees, pressed the brocade cloth with his hand, and sighed for a while: Do you have to kill all your subordinates?Watching the sea and sky gates are all Nā species!
you!Don’t be able to bear it anymore, so you jump out: Seeking death!
With a clang, the deer had already floated away before it landed. The place where he was supposed to have settled was replaced by a petite girl wearing a lilac shirt and thin waist and long legs. Her snow-white melon-shaped face was only the size of a palm, which made her chin pointed and indescribably slim and delicate.
The long sword in her hand was deshewn, standing flat before her beautiful face, but the edge of the sword was penetrated by a straight hair, just about the time it was about to penetrate into the middle of her eyebrows and stab into the skull.Little girl, Wei Wuyin said lightly: Your sword will force you to retreat from the bull's nose. No matter how powerful you grasp the sword, the direction of the sword, or even the body movement of changing shapes and shadows, it is all excellent.At your young age, it is not easy to be so.
The girl smiled sweetly, and a small pear nest bloomed on her cheeks, which suddenly seemed like a flower blooming in the room, making people dizzy.
Being able to be praised by seniors of the Qin Demon is the supreme glory of the younger generation.
Wei Wuyin shook his head.But my sword stopped because of my hard work and training for forty years. It took only one day or one month to lose your time. You are now lying on the ground and turning into a cold and broken brain corpse.Your actions are not only unscheming, but also very self-righteous.
The girl smiled calmly, but she was still a cute and silly: What the senior said was very true.The younger generation is brave enough to bet on the 40-year-old predecessor of Qin Demon, and he will not hurt the innocent.Wei Wuyin snorted coldly: Entering the battle group will kill you!What kind of innocent people are you?After a while, I asked again: What's your name?
The girl pursed her lips and smiled, turning her sword backwards, and bowed down.
The younger brother, Ren Yizi, is the subordinate of Shuiyue, to pay tribute to Senior Qin Demon.
Wei Wuyin carried the piano box again, glanced at the deer sideways and walked straight to the corner, sat down and roasted the fire.
The bull's nose depends on the face of this Miss Ren. Before the demon sword appeared, your head was left on your neck.Take care of it, don't fall off.Lu Biejia snorted heavily, his face turned pale and he didn't answer.
He was swung away by the purple-clothed girl Ren Yizi, and most of the time he was still angry and took action rashly. If he really wanted to start, Ren Yizi might not be his opponent.But at this moment, multiple enemies are not as safe as multiple allies. Besides, Xu Ziyi has never taken action. The third brother Ren Yizi is already so capable. How can the senior sister, who has been in charge of the sect for more than ten years, be willing to go with him?
At the moment, it seems that I can't fight anymore.Fortunately, Wei Wuyin did not kill him, and the Taoist priests who fell outside the door woke up one after another. They limped and crooked back to the hall with swords and then hung up on fire to dry their clothes.The originally tense fighting scene was in a blink of an eye and fell into an indescribable strange silence.
Xu Ziyi looked at all this quietly, and no one could see what she was calculating under her elegant and indifferent appearance.Senior sister, I will take Jin Chuan and Yinxue to take a look outside.Ren Yizi leaned close to her ears, her crisp throat sound was sweet and tender, and she was unexpectedly a little sticky when pressed down.
Jin Chuan and Yin Xue were twins picked up by the master. They originally planned to let them take care of their master's daily life, but later they were rewarded with Yi Zi as a maid. She and Hongxia did not agree, but in the end they followed the master's wishes.
These sisters have been taught by their master for a few years. Apart from the three palm schools, their internal skills and sword skills are among the top tough among the ninth generation disciples. Once they have even won't be able to deal with it.If you bring Jin Chuan Yinxue with you, you can no longer use safety as an excuse.
But it's raining outside!Xu Ziyi ignored the public and took care of her cloudy hair.
Here too!Ren Yizi made a mistake by fingering, and accidentally let it go, but she still looked cute and stupid: Senior sister, she is so bored.There are all men in the room, and there is a bad smell, so I am upset when I stay.Without waiting for agreement, I twisted my waist and moved my steps and walked out of the door.Jin Chuan Yinxue looked at Xu Ziyi and stood still. The same hesitation could be seen on the two identical and beautiful little faces.
Xu Ziyi looked calm and said softly: OK, just go back and take a look.Clear out a way out and maybe it will be used in a while.
Ren Yizi stopped and turned around and smiled: I knew my senior sister loved me.Sister, don’t worry, I will cover it all with me.His steps were shattered, and he lifted his sword and walked backwards. His graceful back attracted countless gazes, and even the Guanhai Tianmen Formation was inevitable.The two gold and silver beauties bowed their heads and followed in a hurry, without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Shui Yue Dingxuan's sect is full of women. Among the four sword sects, it seems that he is respectful to accompany the last seat, but it is not.The Red Beauty Leng Jian Du Zhuangpity is the top swordsman in Tokaido today, and is ranked on the "Qiu Shui Famous Mirror" in the world. If you squeeze into the top ten swordsmen today.
In addition to swordsmanship and beauty, Du Zhuangpity's ability to choose and teach apprentices is also well-known throughout the world.
Her three personal disciples are young, but they are all resounding characters of the four major sword sects: the second disciple Ran Hongxia is outstanding in martial arts and has been passed down for more than seven years on behalf of the master. Everyone knows that Wanli Fengjiang Ran Hongxia is the most difficult rival in Shuiyue Sect.The third brother Ren Yizi was fifteen years old and participated in the ten-year four-sect swordsmanship conference. He fought against each other on the top of Zhuchengshan's top of the rooftop of the three swordsmen. Although there was no conclusion on the sword, the three of them unanimously recognized that Du Zhuangpity was the most conscientious craftsman in Donghai, and his ability to teach disciples was unparalleled in the world.
Xu Ziyi is the first disciple of the direct disciple, and she is only twenty-nine years old, but she has been in power for more than ten years. Shui Yue Dingxuan is developing and prospering in her hands. Du Zhuangpity was able to retreat with confidence and not care about common things.People say: Who would like to talk to the sword? Three pieces of clothing in the East China Sea.Comparing Xu Ziyi with Guanhai Tianmen's head, feathered sword, crane-wearing clothes, finger sword, palace master of Qi Palace, Jiuyao Imperial Clothes, Han Xuese, etc., his voice and power shocked the world.
In the Four Sect Alliance, the Burying Emperor Sword Tomb should be the core of Hezong, but the Demon Sword is really too ridiculous. Even though Xiao Jianzhi has been famous for thirty years and is highly respected by the martial arts world, he can only get the Lingguan Temple today for a while.If it is impossible to prove that the existence of the demon sword is just a fool, who cares about his crazy words?Tan Jianhu does not have the ability to stabilize the scene, but Jianzhuan cannot send out more decent characters. It seems that even he himself is half-believing.
Among the twelve disciples of the Tianmen who were tragically killed by Mu Yunse, there was Lu Biejia's adopted son. The Jianqi Palace and Guanhai Tianmen became water and fire. If the open and secret struggles over the past century were far-reaching causes, the murder was the fuse that was about to break out.
A ninth generation disciple of Shuiyue Dingxuan was unconscious, which was the least loss among the four sects. If he could fight from both sects outside, it would not be a cost-effective price.The water moon diversion opening can be as prosperous as today, not as the ruthlessness of swallowing or the rapid expansion. Those men who focus on gaining may never be able to understand: in fact, the garden foundation and money and grain warehouses on the banks of the Heartbreak Lake all come from Xu Ziyi's meticulous operation of the losses.
At this moment, Xu Ziyi had a different idea.
Her eyes were always lingering in the iron cage.
Once the cold wind outside the hall stopped slightly, the stench emitted from the cage was like a beast coming out of the gate, rushing into the nose and heading straight, and it was difficult to stop breathing.Tan Jianhu walked inside and outside for a few turns, and couldn't speak with Lu Bojia and Wei Wuyin. He had a long vision, and walked quickly with his sword and bowed with his hands.
Xu Ziyi lowered his clothes and blessed him, and the two stood side by side.
Have you ever seen things in the cage?
Seeing her actively chatting, Tan Jianhu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the steep outline eased slightly.
No.
Can you tell what is imprisoned in the cage?
Don't know.I just came back from Shengzhou and the courtyard was in chaos and I didn’t understand many things.
Xu Ziyi couldn't help but smile, and she felt a little fond of his straightforwardness.
Baichengshan heard that he was attacked by a demon sword and died. Although the sword tomb was involved in the world, it was an absolute court official. He was under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites. Compared with the Censorate of the Censorate, the rules and regulations had to be written and handed over to the pensions and repairs. Pegasus reported to the Beijing Pingwangdu and the Donghai Road Office. It was very troublesome, and it was not as easy as the Jianghu Sect.
Seeing that she couldn't find out the details, she changed her mind.I saw that the handwriting on the old Taicheng's letter was a little weak, so I was really worried for a while, but unfortunately everything was delayed and I couldn't go up the mountain to visit.I was still thinking about the birthday of July this year, and I would like to bring some boxes of ginseng zhi to Lao Taicheng.He is still healthy?
Be in good health.Tan Jianhu rarely smiled slightly, and soon added another sentence:
Spirit Gd r nt.
Xu Ziyi knew Xiao Jianzhi when she was very young.
Although I remember that he was getting older every time, his eyes never changed.She has been busy with family affairs over the years and has mostly communicated with Jianzhong. At most, she asked Hongxia to go to Baicheng Mountain with her own hands. However, Xu Ziyi knew that Xiao Jianzhi's decision did not become foolish as the years grew.
--What is this for?
What exactly does Xiao Jianzhi want to do when he speaks fallacies and acts against one's will?
If there is a demon sword in the world, what can lead the generals to stop, but they cannot be killed or let go?
Although I don’t know what I am imprisoned, my Taigong repeatedly told me before leaving that I would rather put the demon sword incorrectly than lose this thing.As if seeing through her doubts, Tan Jianhu shook his head slightly, his face solemn:
If the things in the cage appear together with the demon sword, the world will be in a catastrophe!
The rain and waterfalls in front of the eaves made the clouds on the lake storm, like a foggy hanging hanging hanging out of thin air, dividing the inside and outside the house into two worlds; the sound of the drizzle shows the quietness of the people in the pavilion.
The rain...was falling like the sky was falling.The curtains were rolled up, and the girl in the blue silk dress sighed. She leaned against the dangerous railing, gently stroked the red sheath with her fingertips like peeling onions. In an instant, even the long sword became blurred and dreamy: Huang Ying, do you think we will die in such a rain?Everything is hazy, how beautiful!
‘If you want to die, you will die’, she thought to herself.
The girl in yellow shirt, called Huang Ying, twisted her waist and stretched her arms, yawned lightly, and a lazy and bright look in her eyes.Before she could meet, the girl Lanchang turned her head and indulged in the rain scene. Her bright eyes were filled with fog, and her face was full of self-harming her pity.
I don't want to die.
The yellow tassels built a pair of round and beautiful legs, and the tender yellow pointed green embroidered shoes with a bow-bottomed bottom were equalized freely, like a cat with a satisfied head.Among the disciples of Shuiyue Dingxuan, Huang Ying's appearance is not outstanding, but she is better than her proud peaks and sweet voice. When talking about the beauty of her legs and thighs, few people can compare with her smoothness and tightness. Unfortunately, in such a place where she is all women, she can only attract exclusion, jealousy and hatred from her peers.
She flipped through several erotic pictures and often eavesdropped on the slutty men who drove mule carts and sent firewood to the heartbroken lake with heavy wind and snow, knowing what men wanted. What's the use of a beautiful face? If you are born on your neck, aren’t you looking at others? What men like is that they are wrapped tightly under their clothes and can only peel off what they see!
(It's a pity that the head of the sect is not a man.)
Huang Ying often passes through such thoughts, and sighs in her heart.
Although Shuiyue Dingxuan has the word "Xuan", it is not a small building, but a leading sword sect in Hunan.
The rocks on the south bank of Broken Lake are hard, the illuminated shore is flat and shallow, and reefs are arranged on them. Pavilions and towers are built on them, and flying bridges are connected, and boats can be used for sailing downwards; hollow dams are built outside the ring, and gates are set up to control entry and exit, which will form a wide quilt of Linshui Manor.Shuiyue Dianxuan has been operating for several generations, and most of the exquisite buildings fly on the lake. The lake view and the garden into the lake have always been a scenic spot in Tokaido.
This water-wind cool pavilion is located in a secluded place in the garden. Although it is not far from the shore, it is lonely in three directions. There is only a winding roof-covered nine-curved corridor connecting with the Lingzhou Incense Courtyard on the shore. The pavilion and pavilion are empty on all sides, separated by curtains and curtains. The lake wind is cool all over the room, so it is named.
This girl hasn't tasted a man's taste!But I can't bear to die.Huang Ying licked her lips lightly, stroked the small mole on the corner of her right eye, and her smile was a bit chaotic: I said that the girl Cailan in our family is looking for death all day long. Could it be that she is better than a famous man from a famous family? She will have no regrets and hatred in this life?
The girl Cailan in the blue dress heard her vulgar words, and couldn't help but frown and simply turned her head to ignore her.
This school is fifth... no!The fourth beautiful girl Cailan cannot match her talents who are not from the three major sword sects.Huang Ying said the more he said, the more he became: The Emperor's Sword Tomb is either a nerd or a white-bearded father-in-law. It's not good or bad; the son Mo San and Mu Si of the Sword Palace are handsome enough, but unfortunately, they are so romantic and lucky. Don't hurt our Cailan.oops!Could it be that Miss Lan fell in love with the little Taoist priest at Guanhai Tianmen?
Cailan turned around and wanted to twist her head in anger. Huang Ying shouted and laughed and begged for mercy: I won’t play, I won’t play!I will be punished if I encounter Sister Hong later.
Cailan opened his almond eyes: What are you doing to me?It’s all you, just talking nonsense!What is the fourth and fifth?Bihu... is still here!She even made a slight resentment. She suddenly glanced at the embroidered couch in the screen, immediately closed her mouth, lowered her neck and eyelashes, but the tips of her eyes were a little floating.
(If Bihu dies, can you be ranked fourth in beauty?)
Huang Ying squinted his eyes and sneered in his heart.
Shuiyue Dingxuan is divided into four courtyards, and only the successor of the robe and mantle taught by the head can serve as the head, also known as the head of the courtyard, and its identity is naturally different from that of the girls.As we all know, the contemporary leader of Shuiyue Dingxuan, Hongyan Lengjian and Du Zhuangpity only has three disciples, and the mirror platform of Lingzhou Xiangyuan in the Fourth Courtyard still has no owner yet.
Of course, Cailan is not considered beautiful, at most she is just pretty. What's so good about her skinny body? Huang Ying spat in secret, feeling disgusted.
Who taught me that the Cailan girl was born in a wealthy family in Qizhou and went to a boudoir school for several months. When I heard the word "man", I frowned, and my whole body was filled with the tone of love in Xuanli?Without Bihu, everyone said that Cailan could be the fourth disciple of the sect. He suddenly became attentive and even had lunch before and afternoons to slap hands and greet him, send tea soup and embroidered bags, which made Huang Ying feel disgusting.
But no one can tell about this kind of thing.
The head of the sect has been in seclusion for more than ten years. When he stopped eight years ago, he took over the thief-slutty girl Ren Yizi as his direct disciple, and appointed a special maid and an old mother to serve.It was obviously the same year when they entered the school, and now they all have to call her respectfully, "Three Palm Garden"!But he gave birth to a peach blossom face and pretended to be quite gentle in front of him. What is the difference between them in his bones?
Huang Ying muttered in her heart, slowly walked to the edge of the oil bamboo couch, unveiled the gauze tent and sat down.
A girl with only a small shirt and a heavy gauze wrapped in her quilt, her whole body was straight, her exposed neck was waxy white, and her collarbone was like two copper twigs with blue veins. Her black hair was scattered on the surface of the big red lotus duck embroidered pillow, and was shaken by the bright candlelight, which was even more eye-catching than the blood stains that oozed out of the gauze.Huang Ying stretched out his hand, and his five small fingers penetrated into the girl's hair, slowly combed along the black hair, and got closer as he combed.
You...what are you doing?Cailan's voice was tense and tight, and it was trembling slightly.
Take care of her!Huang Ying pursed her lips and looked back with a bad intention:
Sister Hong asked us to do this, why don’t we do it?You are so heartless, so you won’t come to see others.
Cailan's face turned pale, and after a while, he pinched the corner of the table, his back and neck were a little stiff.
I...I'll just sit here.
Huang Ying sneered secretly, leaning into Bihu's unconscious ear, her two red-bite cherry lips moved gently, while squinting at Cailan by the table.Cailan became nervous again, trembling all over, and his hands, which were holding the table towel, stretched pale, and blue veins were faintly exposed.
What did you... say to her?
I asked her if she still remembered it--Huang Ying pursed her red lips and raised the corners of her lips slightly:
Who was it, slashing her in the face?
The lightning flashed suddenly, and the thunder roared, as if it was falling into a lake outside the railing.Cailan screamed and stood up, kicking the embroidered lotus pier under his leg to the ground. The round pier with waist drum type rolled to the ground, and suddenly rolled down to the threshold of the door like a living thing.
You... are so nonsense, I will tell Sister Hong to go!
She was so angry that her face turned pale. These two sentences were so slight, and she turned around and wanted to carry an umbrella.
Go to Ah!Remember to come back earlier.Huang Ying smiled brilliantly:
If Bihu wakes up and wants to talk about what happened that day, don’t be there.
Cailan suddenly stopped.After a while, my slender body was close to the bamboo wall, I slowly bent down, gritted my teeth and put the embroidered cushion in my arms, and groped up the lotus stool; my cheeks were shaking a few hairs, and my expression looked even more sad.
When Bihu was alone on a boat out of the gate that day, only she and Cailan followed secretly.
Later...what happened later?Huang Ying gently stroked the forehead, rubbed the needle that burst out from the base of the skull, and tried to throw out the lost memories - although it seemed to be ineffective for half a month.When Huang Ying woke up that day, she found that, along with him, the three of them were lying in the back garden of Lingzhou Xiangyuan. A miserable knife mark spread from Bihu's eyebrows and chin, splitting the beautiful melon-shaped face into two.
She still remembered that she was stunned and screamed in vain. Cailan, who was leaning beside her, did not move, like a dead corpse.
Who came after hearing the sound and how to take them away from the scene? Frankly speaking, I no longer remember it, but Huang Ying knew clearly that it was definitely not what he did.If she had the beauty of Bihu, perhaps the one who was lying on the embroidery couch would not be one person, but a pair - this idea really made her feel scared, but as the days passed, Huang Ying quickly felt ridiculous.
There are people in the world who cannot do bad things.
When she was still living in the old nest of Huangnigou, there were nine brothers and sisters at home, and they even had to compete for food. The next door was a girl who couldn't rob her. She was so thin that she was so thin that she was pressed against her back. She secretly took her into her kitchen from time to time, stuffing half a piece of cake, two leftover cakes, etc.
As soon as Xiao Huangying got the food, she crawled into the bottom of the table, rubbing her hard into the corner, stuffing the thing into her mouth, for fear that she would be dug out by other brothers and sisters.The sister of the dog always scolded her as a slut, looking at the kitten and dog in the gutter, cursing her from house to marriage.
The great master of the Gouzi family is good, leaving a little thin birth, and his children are all raised white and moist. His sister is even more beautiful, with thin waist and long legs, and her skin seems to be evenly powdered. When she sweats, she looks particularly white, just like steamed and ground into finely.The young men in Huangnigou were lying around all day long, but my sister had a sweetheart.
That day, Xiao Huangying slipped into Gouzi's kitchen to find food. Suddenly, she heard a rustling outside the blue cloth curtain. She quietly lifted a corner, but saw a tall and noble-looking young man stuck with his sister. The two of them were slow and soon they got married to the kang.
The man had a white face, phoenix eyes, a straight nose, and his eyebrows flew into his temples. He looked so many times better than those dark men in Huangnigou who were rough-worked. Seeing Xiao Huangying's heart thrust, he suddenly became sore and became more and more hated to his sister.
At that time, my sister's cheeks were flushing, and water was dripping from the corners of her eyes, which was several times more beautiful than usual.The man rubbed her neck with his mouth and nose, smelled the temperature in his collar with big mouthfuls, rubbed his sister's chest with one big hand, and then penetrated into her collar after a moment.My sister's clasp was pulled apart, and a large area of snow-white and tender skin was exposed. The fertile hills and valleys were undulating. The man left dense sweat stains wherever he stroked it, and it was hard to tell who was wet whom.
My sister hummed lightly like a cat moan, her left hand weakly pushed her back, but her index finger on her right hand was held between her red lips, and her small teeth were biting affectionately.The man was quite inspired, and pulled open his sister's collar and took out a snowy oily and nipples bamboo shoot, holding the top buds, sucking and sucking and sipping.
Only then did the sister really get nervous, and she arched her body and tightened the cotton sheet on the kang.
Don't...it's itchy!So... so shameful... She complained with a sweet smile, and she was breathing lightly, and her tone mixed with breath seemed to moan.The man was still the same, and his fat breasts were rubbed overflowing from his fingers. His originally round and straight breasts deformed randomly between his five fingers. His nipples, covered in bright saliva, were erect like little finger joints, proudly raised upwards, and kept shaking lightly with his trembling body.
The girl is worthy of being accustomed to crops and has a strong body.The man teased her, suddenly grabbed her breasts and grabbed her whole palm: Tsk, this baby is so flickering!
My sister was shy and angry, and she felt a little annoying and comfortable in the pain. She was merciless for a while and her whole body was soft. After a while, she held his hand tightly and refused to continue. She gasped for a moment: You... you look down on my family's crops. This... you bully people like this!In... in our place, everyone... everyone says I am... better than the official family... more beautiful than the official lady!
The man laughed, moved his position, and put his hand into her waist.The elder sister became scared and clamped her legs tightly, saying tremblingly: Brother... don't!My father came back and ran into him and was going to kill me!She worked for many years and was very strong. If she really didn't rely on her, it would be difficult for a man to step beyond the line.
He leaned close to his sister's ears, and his hot breath blew into her sensitive cochlea, smiling with a bad look on his face: Be good, girl!If you obey me, the prince will let you be the real wife of the official family.My sister trembled all over, and she felt relieved when she heard it. Her bent knees slowly lay flat and she suddenly collapsed.
The man quickly took off her skirt, took off her waist scarf, and spread her long thin white legs apart.
Xiao Huangying blushed and her heart beat. She saw her sister covering her face with her hands, her whole body trembling like a squiggle. There was a pair of eye-catching curly black glutinous rice between her snow-white legs, and the two petals of fine flesh on the lower end were like carp mouths that opened and closed, and it was shiny and moistened with a shiny light.
The man hurriedly took off his shorts, squeezed his clothes into his belt, and didn't even take off his shoes and socks. He wrapped his knees and wrinkled his legs and threw them onto the kang. His pale butt squeezed his sister's thighs, and he sank his body with his body.
The elder sister screamed, her white legs wrapped around the man's waist, and her ten fingers were trapped in his vest; she couldn't see her expression from Huang Ying, and she felt that scream was thrilling. Later, she didn't hear her sister's voice for a long time, as if she was dead.
The man raised his head with a hissing sound, grinning his teeth, not knowing whether it was pain or enjoyment, but after a moment, he immediately started to do it.
Ah...Brother!It hurts... it hurts!At first, my sister was still crying with pain. I don’t know how long it took, but the mourning sound gradually subsided, but the breath gradually became thicker and thicker, occasionally mixed with a few sweet hums.
Xiao Huangying felt that the half-naked look of the two of them was so ugly that they were not as disgusting when they flirted. She looked bored for a while until the man screamed, his whole body was stiff, and he fell softly on his sister.
He got up and put on his pants. The elder sister quickly took out a scarf and gritted her teeth and wiped it into the tender thighs. A deep stain on the thigh was stained, which was shocking.We... have a good time. If the prince doesn't want me, I...I don't want to live anymore.The elder sister held the veil and lay in the man's arms. Her cheeks were flushed when she said this and her eyes were watery.The man tried his best to coax him and said many sweet words.
So that's better?It looks quite ugly.Xiao Huangying tilted her head and thought, feeling comforted.It’s best if my sister meets a prodigal son and a doctor who cheats on women, she deserves to be in vain!
The man was not a non-believing person. Not long after, the central government came to talk to the media.The great master of the Gouzi family heard that it was the wealthy family of Zheng in Qianzhuang who fell in love with his daughter, so he couldn't stop and agreed.Neighbors all said: If you had known that your girl was not the life of a farmer, you would have really become a wife of a member of the country!Even if he was jealous, he would shut up immediately to avoid getting involved with Mr. Zheng, the renter.
Huang Ying followed her mother to Gouzi's house to congratulate her. Her sister didn't even look at her, and she was busy picking up cloth to make clothes.
Huang Ying waited quietly, and finally waited until the night before her sister got into the sedan chair. She slipped into the room with her mother's big scissors for needlework, and slowly cut off her bangs and temples on her sleeping dog.Her movements were very light, she only cut a little at a time, and she cut it all night long. The sharpened scissors opened and closed like water, and it was indescribably soft and smooth.
Later I heard that my sister was crazy.When I saw the eldest uncle in the team, he said he was a ghost shaved head, but he was unlucky when he met him. Who would dare to have such a slut?The sedan chair didn't even put down the floor of Huangnigou, so it turned around and left.The old lady was very sad and cried all day long. From then on, the old lady really fell into trouble: the old man and the gouzi left one after another, but the old lady kept dragging her breath. The blind woman guarded the dilapidated ancestral house and her crazy daughter, and the neighbors were all away.
Huang Ying thought the old lady was pretty good, but when she thought of the smooth feel of Ye Luo's cut, she still chuckled and everyone else thought she was stupid.She never regretted cutting her black hair; now, let’s see who is the thief!
Can't pick blue.
Only when a ghost is obsessed with her can she do things she doesn't dare to think about. When the demon passes by, she becomes timid, like a canary who is scared by a cat's cry, and she can't fly even if she opens the cage.Huang Ying found it very interesting, and even prayed every night, asking God to teach Bihu to open his eyes before he died, just in front of Cailan, even if it only takes a moment. How interesting this is!
Originally, she counted the days and plotted to have a day Cailan could end. Unexpectedly, the Guanhaitian Gate, the Finger Sword Palace, and the Burying Emperor Sword Tomb also had major cases of tragic swords and rumors from the sects. Some of the demon swords and demon souls were heard. Now, even Bihu also ignored them. The whispers of the demon swords and the demon swords facing the four major swords and gates spread, which made the entire Eastern Martial Arts World sensation. Shui Yue Dingxuan was on guard, and no one suspected his own people.
A flash of lightning outside the water pavilion, and thunder burst out. Cailan lowered his head and covered his ears, and his pale face reflected a miserable green.
As the veil was floating, Huang Ying saw a blurry black shadow at the other end of the Jiuqu Bridge. The image was not real. She seemed to be a tall man with a hunchback, and she felt very strange. She blinked her eyes, but saw nothing.Her heart tightened, Guru!I swallowed my saliva and quietly approached the end of Bihu's nose. The tentacles felt slightly damp and hot, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The other end of Lingzhou Xiangyuan was on guard, and there was also the second-hand Fengjiang Ranhongxia, who was nicknamed Hongjie, who was in charge of the second-hand Fengjiang. Huang Ying usually caught a glimpse of the strict supervision of the class and cold-spoken senior sister of the Zhengyuan who was in charge of the class, and hurriedly took a detour to avoid it. At this moment, she felt at ease.If someone can pass the famous Wanli Fengjiang Ranhongxia's sword in her hand, and has the ability to disappear suddenly on the Quqiao Bridge on the lake. I am afraid that looking at the four sword gates in the East China Sea, there will be no safe place.
Is there such a person in the world?The ghost is almost the same.
Ghosts are not afraid.There is also a murderer here, so evil!
As I thought about it, the annoying headache seemed to disappear.Huang Ying squinted Cailan, who closed her eyes and covered her ears, and then chuckled lightly.
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Donghai Road, Shouzhi Huyang City, Zhanzhou
Outside the city, above the wilderness.
The dilapidated ancient temple stands in the rain, and the wooden plaque painted with the five powerful and enchanting lights and four large mud gold characters was blown to make a sound, as if it was about to fall.
The temple was brightly lit, and the spacious hall was drizzling. The bricks that were originally located in a row had been moved aside. The cracked bluestone floor was cleaned and painted with cinnabar talismans.The twisted blood-red texts were broken or connected, and they covered the entire ground of the Lingguan Hall.
In the center of the rune, there is a strange cage.
The square iron cage is placed on an eight-wheeled cart. The top and the three sides of the cage are made of stainless steel, and are made tightly, while the remaining one is a semi-decayed brick wall, with honeycomb-like holes on the wall.At the bottom of the cage is a large stone slab with a thickness of more than a foot and a unkempt edge. The whole cage is like digging out two out of thin air and measuring the corners of the house, and steel strips are built on the other four sides. The contacts are cast and sealed, and there is no buckle in the whole body.
Although the iron cage is strange, it is just strange. If a warrior from Tokaidao passes here and sees the crowds in the temple, he will be shocked.Today, in this small wilderness temple, all the people from the three sword gates of the East China Sea - the Emperor's Sword Tomb, the Guanhai Tianmen, and the Shuiyue Dingxuan - have arrived. Three groups of people are each occupying one side, waiting for the belated fourth-party representatives.
Xu Ziyi sighed and looked at the shaking torch flames in the temple and were slightly ecstatic.
Shui Yue Dingxuan's door, her appearance, figure, and even her temperament and conversation were all carefully selected.As a great disciple of the Shuiyue lineage and acting as the head of the sect for nearly ten years, Xu Ziyi should be a beauty-selling couple; however, for those who are just meeting, they would never want to use such words to describe her.
In fact, even though the disciples of Shuiyue who were accompanying him were like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each of them was good at playing, as soon as this white skin and snow-skinned and clean-clothed agent, no male disciple from other sects dared to look abruptly as soon as this white skin and snow-clothed agent entered the temple.She calmly led the crowd to a corner of the hall. Wherever she passed, all men of various sects bowed their heads and lowered their hands and quietly retreated, as if one more glance was a blasphemy of the Guanyin Buddha.
Xu Ziyi did not become a monk, but she knew her position very well.Since she was the head of the corps affairs at the age of nineteen, she has never worn a piece of jewelry, has never worn any color of flowery clothes, and has never traveled to enjoy herself. In the occasion of the Four Alliances, she has never said a redundant joke. Apart from the Alliances, she only talks about swordsmanship and martial arts.
It is certainly not enough to make an unknown girl who was only nineteen years old win the respect of her fellow martial arts masters, so that she can make her own words and make her true to her words. Xu Ziyi did a lot of things.
However, this meticulous and unruly persistence set a very transcendent height for her: she only wore black clothes for ten years, had two dishes of vegetarian dishes per meal, and copied a volume of scriptures every day... In addition to her image of being smart and good at governing and outstanding sword skills, maintaining an extraordinary self-discipline in life will undoubtedly make many people feel ashamed.There is an anecdote that has been circulating in the martial arts world of Tokaido, and people talk about it with relish: Even if Xu Ziyi never asked, as long as she attended, the other three sword sects would never drink. This is a special courtesy that even her master Du Zhuangpity had never had.
Xu Ziyi is not a saint, or even a monk. She knows very well that she is just a woman; at best, she is just a woman with good swordsmanship and power, but she is never stingy to use the extra influence she has gained.
Tonight, she sincerely hopes that such influence can come in handy.
The rain outside the hall fell like the sky. In the overwhelming drizzle, a clear roar like a dragon suddenly shook through the rain; everywhere, the water in front of the eaves burst out, and the rain was blocked by the sound waves, and it swept across all directions like ripples.Everyone's chest was filled with blood, and the weak skills couldn't help but sway. They took a step back and leaned against the wall to regulate their breathing.
(The piano demon is here!)
Xu Ziyi heard the sound and felt aroused, and knew that if the sword palace sent this person to come, today's affairs would never be good.
The wind swayed, and dozens of torches in the hall crackled.Looking over the shadow of the cage, at the other end of the hall, the deputy chief of the Imperial Sword Tomb, Chaotian Jinsuo, Tan Jianhu, frowned, and although the purple-collar broad face had no expression, there was sweat on his forehead. Obviously, his mind had also turned to the same place.
Walking all over the city and mountains without seeking immortality, I am alone in the flowers and moon, and I want to lose my year; after I throw a cup of autumn and drink, I am better than the thirteen strings of green eyebrows!
In the sound of chanting, Wei Wuyin crossed the high threshold of vermilion lacquer, picked her long hair with her hands, and her pair of slanted phoenix eyes burst out with light, and the deep marks at the corners of her eyes were as dense as a spider to spit.As the only remaining elder of the Wu generation who is Shuoguo in the Finger Sword Qi Palace, the strange appearance of the silver hair and black hair is a proof of its profound cultivation, which is ranked alongside the Jiao-tailed Wutong Qin behind it.
On the other corner, dozens of Taoist priests dressed in white glared at each other, showing a look of grief and anger.
The leading middle-aged Taoist was wearing a flowing robe, with a long sleeve, a rhinoceros horn and jade belt, a beaded with silver shoes, and a gold weaving and colorful embroidery under the crane cloak. Although it was in the shape of a Taoist priest, it looked like a feathered god in a palace mural. There are eight Taoist boys in the apricot clothes, holding incense beast scriptures, long and short wooden boxes, etc., which is much more particular than Xu Ziyi, who is the head of Shuiyue Tingxuan.
The middle-aged Taoist narrowed his big wet and dark eyes and stroked his beard and sneered: Teacher Wei has such a deep internal strength!The name of the piano demon is powerful in the East China Sea, and it is not a blessing.When the innocent murderous people from four sects come, they must rely on Teacher Wei’s magical skills to kill with one force!
Wei Wuyin ignored him and looked around the field like a sword, and everyone was shocked.The young and shallow cultivation in the Taoist priest group was swept away by his sharp eyes, and his body shook slightly, and his feet were sore and soft.
The demon of piano swept back and forth several times, and snorted coldly, and nodded in a radius: Since the leader of the sect is here, please give me a greeting and respecting my teacher. I said that I am old and old, and my sword art is in vain. After the leader of the sect comes out of seclusion, please come and verify it as soon as possible to avoid regrets.Xu Ziyi smiled faintly, but did not touch her.
The middle-aged Taoist was left aside by him, and his face suddenly turned cold; but it was only a moment, and he sneered again.
Is it just because Teacher Wei avoids the real and makes the false?
Among the four sword gates in the East China Sea, except for Shui Yue Dingxuan, the family is full of women and rarely participates in the struggle, the Jingjianqi Palace and Guanhai Tianmen are all forces that have been resident in the East China Sea for hundreds of years. They fight openly and secretly, without any day. Both gratitude and resentment are a bad debt, and it is hard to calculate. If it weren't for the old Taimaster Xiao Jianzhi who was still burying the tomb of the Emperor's Sword, the conflict had already broken out.
Although the Burying Emperor Sword Tomb is listed in the Sword Gate, it is a ritual agency sent by the court in the East China Sea, which is responsible for coordinating the matters of the emperor's Eastern Tour and worshiping the heavens. The official name is the Donghai Road Train Si Litai, which has a rank and a third-rank official, and even the deputy rank official, Bingbi, Yuansheng, etc. in the Taiwan are all paid a rank and rank salary.
Although the country is easy to change, in order to control the Donghai Road in all dynasties, the establishment of the Donghai Train Department has always been maintained. However, the people in the martial arts world ignore the red tape of the temple and call it the Burying Emperor Sword Tomb.
Tan Jianhu, as the deputy chief of the Emperor's Sword Tomb, was considered a parent official of a fellow martial artist in the East China Martial Arts. When he saw the scene was going to be stiff, he quickly calmed down: I have something to say, please listen to me.It was the demon sword Su Sheng who caused trouble again and invited each family to come today.According to my Taigong's estimate, the demon sword must appear here today. I would like to ask you to work together to stop the demonic atmosphere together.
Wei Wuyin turned his head when he heard this and narrowed his eyes and glanced.
Old Taicheng Xiao didn’t come today?
This... Tan Jianhu was caught off guard when asked: Tai Cheng still has important matters and cannot come.
Wei Wuyin picked up the stem of a beard and said in a hushed voice: Thirty years ago, when the demon sword was in chaos, the four sword gates in the East China Sea, the two sword gates, the five island Qiying were all injured and sacrificed countless times to eliminate the demon sword.I and the few old friends such as Master Du have survived to this day, but I don’t remember that Xiao Jianzhi had the ability to predict the appearance of the demon sword.His phoenix eyes opened and a splendid light burst out: Don’t say that the demon sword has been destroyed, even if he really turns around again, when will Xiao Jianzhi get familiar with the demon sword? He knows that he will come here today?Tan Jianhu was speechless and could not answer for a moment.
Wei Wuyin smiled coldly and looked away.
Lord Tan, if you don’t know, you will be willing to turn to Baicheng Mountain and call Xiao Jianzhi to come!My bad disciple has been missing for a long time, and some villains in the middle are conspiring to frame him, saying that he committed murder or something.If I teach me who has hidden the young disciple, or if I design that he cannot come forward to confess, I will never give up!
The middle-aged Taoist squinted his eyes and said, "Teacher Wei doesn't need to point out the mulberry and scold the locust." If I want to be unable to fight with Mu Sixia, I will not be able to lose twelve lives."I heard that there is a demon gu in the demon sword, and all those who hold it will lose their minds. Teacher Wei’s beloved disciple must have held the demon sword to do such a thing that hurts the heavens and the truth. If Mu Sixia knew, he would probably be heartbroken. Teacher Wei might as well destroy his relatives for justice, so that he could keep his reputation as a hero.
Wei Wuyin turned his head suddenly.
Your Excellency: To harm the heavens and harm the truth, and to destroy the relatives for justice, it seems that my disciple has already confirmed his crime, but he doesn’t know where the evidence is?
This time it was Taoist's turn to be slow.He flashed his nails and said leisurely: The two unique skills of "The Unbearable Wen Jian" and "Yu Lu" in the Sword Palace are both powerful tricks of slow killing and slow death and taking their lives on the bed. Among the twelve people attacked by our gate, seven of them died on the spot, and the rest of them almost did not last three days... Wei Wuyin was laughing in a cold state, and suddenly heard the Taoist turn the subject:
...The heaven saw that there was a man who was lucky enough to survive, leaving a witness to the tragedy.After gently licking the high-high, the two little Taoists behind him carried out a soft couch. The person on the couch wrapped his head with gauze, and the black blood stains were oozing out. The breath was almost gone, and the shriveled sternum covered with white cloth was no longer rising or falling.
The Emperor's Sword Tomb is known as the History of Swords. It is like studying the sword arts of various schools. When talking about Jianhu's signs of the man's life, he felt a sudden fist and said: "Minister Lu, can I make me feel injured when I observe it?"The middle-aged Taoist shook his sleeves and turned his head and said, "Sir, please give yourself a favor."
Tan Jianhu leaned forward and carefully lifted the white cloth. He saw a wound on the man's chest that was as wide as his index finger, from his right shoulder to the left, and the wound was rolled up. It was not very shocking. The bruises on both sides were wider than their palms, and were lined by the pale skin around him, as if they were wearing a wide ribbon of purple.
This cut caused the sternum to sink slightly, causing the heart, lungs and others to fail to die. The blood flow of the injured person's whole body slowed down, just like a vein, which pointed to the masterpiece of Jianqi Palace. It was unbearable to hear the sword.Tan Jianhu gently caresses the injured person's skin, and only feels that the tentacles are cold. It is a sign of blood coagulation, so he can't help but frown.
The middle-aged Taoist was unreasonable and snorted coldly: Lord Tan is knowledgeable. Can you make a notarization for this sect? See how this sword that cuts off the life is the method of which sect in the world?Everyone knew that this matter was never simple, but there was no clue at the moment. Tan Jianhu had a purple-shaped face that looked like an iron plate, and he frowned and thought hard, but he didn't answer for a long time.
(Send an honest person here, the old Taicheng really miscalculated.)
Xu Ziyi sighed secretly and spoke to help him.
I heard that it is hard to bear to hear the sword. The blood clots and blood clots are blocked without damaging the skin and flesh. This is a unique skill that emphasizes the power of the sword.
She smiled slightly, her snowy muscles were reflected by her clean black clothes, and her quiet and gentle face exuded an ethereal and cold look.
I have shallow knowledge, but I feel that this sword is extremely domineering. I wonder what my opinion is?
Tan Jianhu nodded and said: I also find it strange.If you can hurt people so much, why can you make you so bloody?According to my opinion, there must be something strange about this. You might as well ask the Taiwan Department to assign capable coroners to check with the doctor, so as to find out the truth.
The middle-aged Taoist sneered: The yamen of the Nietai Department is far away, and the gate of the sword tomb is deep. When this official document is lost for a long time, when the coroner comes, I am afraid that everyone will die and have a handful of bones left.I’m talking about the adults who have been in the public office for a long time. Isn’t this joking with me?Tan Jianhu's face turned red. Thinking about what he said was the truth, it was difficult to refute for a moment.
Wei Wuyin, who was standing beside him, always looked cold, and suddenly raised her head and closed her eyes, pursing a trace of contempt on her lips.
If you want to kill your son, why don’t you bear the sword?
The middle-aged Taoist looked aloof and shot out two rays of lightning.
This middle-aged Taoist Lu Biejia is one of the four deputy heads of Guanhai Tianmen. He is known as the Sword Mansion. His status in the sect is second only to the head of the sect, wearing a feathered sword and wearing a crane. He usually enters and leaves the eight boys and eight servants. He is used to being domineering. When did he hear such crazy words? But he was not angry at the moment and said kindly: Teacher Wei said very well. I have been famous for this power of hearing the sword for a long time and yearn for it. When Mu's four heroes came, they had to ask for advice. His voice is gentle, which makes his wet eyes that are more black than white, and he makes him look more innocent.
These words are hidden in killing, and they are actually very pleasant to say, and those who hear it are like listening to bells and chimes.
Wei Wuyin slowly opened his eyes and glanced at them one by one. Everyone in his eyes was ashamed, as if they were killed by a sword.
When I left the palace, my palace master repeatedly instructed me to commit less murder and not to hurt the alliance.Fortunately, I am old, even if I violate the Hadith, I thought the palace master would not bear to punish me.
Seeing that the conversation was already stiff, Tan Jianhu quickly smoothed out: The demon sword caused trouble in the world, and it caused so many troubles. Now is the time to work together.This... But I was robbed by Lu Bijia: The demon sword was destroyed thirty years ago, and we were unable to see each other in person. Killing people to pay for their lives is the justice of this world, and everyone in the world obeys it.Lord Tan said yes, right?
Tan Jianhu was speechless, but Wei Wuyin sneered.
Whoever dares to touch my disciple must exchange his life!
Since that's the case, I have nothing to say.The deer took a step forward, raised its sleeves:
Come and serve with swords!
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About half a month ago, people from the four major sword sects were killed one after another.
The murderer held a sharp knife with a strange shape, cutting gold and iron, leaving no trace, and no sword could resist it.As evidenced by various traces, these major cases seem to refer to the works of the painting and cloud color of Jianqi Palace, the four most powerful figures, piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting.Although Mu Yunse was young and romantic, her reputation was never bad. Rumors were about to spread, and the Eastern Wulin suddenly became an uproar.
The Lord of Jianqi Palace, Nine Stars, the Emperor's Clothes, Han Xuese cherishes her feathers the most. He now sent the four and three masters to investigate, Mo Shuse, who went to investigate, but after nearly ten days of the journey, he was as distant as a yellow crane.
Guanhai Tianmen Su was incompatible with Qigong, and six disciples died this time, including Lu Biejia's adopted son Lu Yanqing. Lu Biejia could no longer swallow this breath and pointed thousands of people from the East China Sea to kill Jiupankou of Longting Mountain. They wanted to seek justice, which almost led to a tragic battle.At the critical moment, the Burying Emperor Sword Tomb sent a quick horse to stop the battle in time, claiming that the demon sword that was eliminated thirty years ago was reborn, and with one force, it promoted the alliance of the four major sword gates to block the demon sword from chaotic times.
Today, the four sects in the Lingguan Hall were ambushed to capture the demon sword.
After walking in the world for a long time, you will believe in ghosts and gods - but not including demons and monsters, fish and dragons, and the emergence of absurd rural exposures.
If the demon sword had not been said to be from the old Taicheng who buried the imperial sword tomb and the second-rank Jin Zi Guanglu doctor who retired from Qianli Zhanjian and Xiao Jianzhi, he would have only caused a secret letter to write a secret letter from him.Even when Tan Jianhu Commander pushed the huge iron cage and painted the cinnabar talisman on the ground, he looked embarrassed, let alone these famous swordsmen who are old in the world?
Lu Biejia obviously came to capture the murderer, and Wei Wuyin firmly believed that the proud disciples would not act violent for no reason, and wanted to prevent Guanhai Tianmen from silencing their grievances.Tan Jianhu had a premonition, because he was afraid that when Mu Yunse appeared, it was the time when the covenant broke down; but he knew that before the demon sword arrived, the conflict between the two factions had already broken out.
Come and serve with swords!
The voice fell, and two long wooden boxes were handed over left and right. The deer barely opened the copper lock. With a clang, the two strange soldiers were out of the sheath: holding a seven-star sword with a blade as white as frost in the right hand, but holding it in the left hand, it was a thick shark-fin ghost-headed knife.
Guanhai Tianmen practices two soldiers, and they hold swords with their right hands. According to the weapons in the left hand, they are divided into eighteen sects such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, halberds, hooks, and forks.Lu Biejia is the leader of Guanhai Dao Sect. The achievements of swords and swords are unparalleled in the sect. His hands fell, and the swords and swords crossed in front of him, and he said proudly: Wei Wuyin!You are also a legend in the East China Sea. You can show off your weapons to avoid you having to say more after your death!There was a roar of gold and iron behind him, and all the disciples also held their swords and swords.
Wei Wuyin looked around with cold eyes and suddenly laughed at the sky: That thief said, he is so ignorant!Little do you know that the subordinates of Jianqi Palace only practice the invisible sword?I pulled out a long black hair on my temples, and my true energy was everywhere, and my thin and soft hair suddenly straightened, like a steel needle!
The deer thought and shouted: Be careful--Before you all, the white shadow in front of you suddenly shook, and you touched behind you!A disciple collapsed softly, with a soft black hair inserted into the well acupoint of the left shoulder and shoulder. It was less than half an inch outside the flesh, almost piercing the shoulder.
Wei Wuyin laughed loudly, waved his hands and suddenly came. In the blink of an eye, four or five disciples of the Tianmen fell down. The rest of the people were panicked and immediately became in chaos.
Seeing him wandering freely like a ghost, Lu Bojia was shocked: The evil heretics in the fingertips of Jianqi Palace have practiced this body technique!Knowing that he was a rare enemy in his life, he no longer had any reservations, he cheered up and shouted: Don’t panic everyone!Go quickly to the Nine Phoenix Tiangang Step and make the demons tie the shape of the formation!
When he heard the demons' shape formation, Tan Jianhu and Xu Ziyi were standing beside him, and they couldn't help but change their color.Seeing that there was no way to intervene, Tan Jianhu shouted anxiously: True Man Lu!The covenant is still there, don’t hurt Qingming!But it has been blocked.
The Taoist priests of the Tianmen originally fled and avoided, and some also swung their swords to protect themselves. However, when the Nine Phoenix Tiangang Step was about to go down, the chaotic scene of dozens of people doing their own things suddenly disappeared, and the formation was formed within three steps, as if it had been practiced long ago; even though Wei Wuyin was almost over lightning, a high wall suddenly erected from all directions, and there was no room for advance and retreat to avoid it.
He stabbed several people with a sword, but the formation was unshakable, and it became more and more stunning. He was shocked: He had not fought for decades, but he didn't expect that he had practiced such a great formation!Relying on his superb light skills, he soared into the sky, climbed the rafters and rushed out of the eaves, and his figure sank into the rain.
Is it a trick to lure the enemy?Don’t smile when you are yin: Since you are called the Demon-Bundle Array, you should beware of such ghost tricks!Everyone listened: Northern Mei Xuan Fan, Shenhu Xuan Ming, footsteps and footsteps of seven stars, and circles down the camp!The seven disciples were ordered and jumped out side by side, followed by seven people. Four groups of twenty-eight people were divided into four gods and landed into formations. As expected, they were guarded like an iron barrel, and there was no opportunity to take advantage of them when they were moving.
Unexpectedly, a hoarse smile came from the rain: Idiot!If you leave the palace gate, I will win!
A lightning flashed in the sky, and Wei Wuyin was seen standing on a bare half-dead locust tree outside the hall, and did not walk far away.
Lu Bie waved his sleeves, and twenty-eight people jumped out of the hall, tilting their heads and smiling: This group of demons' bundle formation can trap masters who are more than their own!I wonder if the piano demon can defeat 112 masters?
Wei Wuyin looked up and laughed: I used the power of creation to break the formation, and being alone is enough!Lu Biejia stared at the ebony box wrapped in brocade behind his shoulders, thinking to himself: Legend has it that this guy's Yu Lu is even more incompetent and can use the strings of the piano to exert sword energy. Before he breaks the box and takes out the Jiaotail Wutong Qin, he must use a large formation to eliminate it!Cheer up and shout: Receive!Fifty-six disciples of the Tianmen rushed forward, and the double demon-belt formation immediately gathered!
Thunder suddenly appeared, and in the blue-purple lightning, Wei Wuyin gathered a thin line arranged in advance between the forks of the locust tree, and bounced it with force; within the reach of force, the falling raindrops suddenly became hidden weapons like iron balls.As the sound of the drizzle was dripping, the sound of the air breaking sounded endlessly, and only a few short howls rose and fell. The Taoist priests of Tianmen fell to the ground one after another, and no one could get up in the blink of an eye.
The thunder roared down, and Wei Wuyin jumped down the locust tree, and his eyes swept across the Taoist priests who were moaning and tossing, sneered and walked over with their hands behind their backs. Lu Biejia's face turned pale, and the eight boys and eight servants who were close to each other drew out their swords and protected them in front of their master.
Wei Wuyin pulled down the wooden box behind him, bent over and sat on the door, placed the long box of brocade on his knees, pressed the brocade cloth with his hand, and sighed for a while: Do you have to kill all your subordinates?Watching the sea and sky gates are all Nā species!
you!Don’t be able to bear it anymore, so you jump out: Seeking death!
With a clang, the deer had already floated away before it landed. The place where he was supposed to have settled was replaced by a petite girl wearing a lilac shirt and thin waist and long legs. Her snow-white melon-shaped face was only the size of a palm, which made her chin pointed and indescribably slim and delicate.
The long sword in her hand was deshewn, standing flat before her beautiful face, but the edge of the sword was penetrated by a straight hair, just about the time it was about to penetrate into the middle of her eyebrows and stab into the skull.Little girl, Wei Wuyin said lightly: Your sword will force you to retreat from the bull's nose. No matter how powerful you grasp the sword, the direction of the sword, or even the body movement of changing shapes and shadows, it is all excellent.At your young age, it is not easy to be so.
The girl smiled sweetly, and a small pear nest bloomed on her cheeks, which suddenly seemed like a flower blooming in the room, making people dizzy.
Being able to be praised by seniors of the Qin Demon is the supreme glory of the younger generation.
Wei Wuyin shook his head.But my sword stopped because of my hard work and training for forty years. It took only one day or one month to lose your time. You are now lying on the ground and turning into a cold and broken brain corpse.Your actions are not only unscheming, but also very self-righteous.
The girl smiled calmly, but she was still a cute and silly: What the senior said was very true.The younger generation is brave enough to bet on the 40-year-old predecessor of Qin Demon, and he will not hurt the innocent.Wei Wuyin snorted coldly: Entering the battle group will kill you!What kind of innocent people are you?After a while, I asked again: What's your name?
The girl pursed her lips and smiled, turning her sword backwards, and bowed down.
The younger brother, Ren Yizi, is the subordinate of Shuiyue, to pay tribute to Senior Qin Demon.
Wei Wuyin carried the piano box again, glanced at the deer sideways and walked straight to the corner, sat down and roasted the fire.
The bull's nose depends on the face of this Miss Ren. Before the demon sword appeared, your head was left on your neck.Take care of it, don't fall off.Lu Biejia snorted heavily, his face turned pale and he didn't answer.
He was swung away by the purple-clothed girl Ren Yizi, and most of the time he was still angry and took action rashly. If he really wanted to start, Ren Yizi might not be his opponent.But at this moment, multiple enemies are not as safe as multiple allies. Besides, Xu Ziyi has never taken action. The third brother Ren Yizi is already so capable. How can the senior sister, who has been in charge of the sect for more than ten years, be willing to go with him?
At the moment, it seems that I can't fight anymore.Fortunately, Wei Wuyin did not kill him, and the Taoist priests who fell outside the door woke up one after another. They limped and crooked back to the hall with swords and then hung up on fire to dry their clothes.The originally tense fighting scene was in a blink of an eye and fell into an indescribable strange silence.
Xu Ziyi looked at all this quietly, and no one could see what she was calculating under her elegant and indifferent appearance.Senior sister, I will take Jin Chuan and Yinxue to take a look outside.Ren Yizi leaned close to her ears, her crisp throat sound was sweet and tender, and she was unexpectedly a little sticky when pressed down.
Jin Chuan and Yin Xue were twins picked up by the master. They originally planned to let them take care of their master's daily life, but later they were rewarded with Yi Zi as a maid. She and Hongxia did not agree, but in the end they followed the master's wishes.
These sisters have been taught by their master for a few years. Apart from the three palm schools, their internal skills and sword skills are among the top tough among the ninth generation disciples. Once they have even won't be able to deal with it.If you bring Jin Chuan Yinxue with you, you can no longer use safety as an excuse.
But it's raining outside!Xu Ziyi ignored the public and took care of her cloudy hair.
Here too!Ren Yizi made a mistake by fingering, and accidentally let it go, but she still looked cute and stupid: Senior sister, she is so bored.There are all men in the room, and there is a bad smell, so I am upset when I stay.Without waiting for agreement, I twisted my waist and moved my steps and walked out of the door.Jin Chuan Yinxue looked at Xu Ziyi and stood still. The same hesitation could be seen on the two identical and beautiful little faces.
Xu Ziyi looked calm and said softly: OK, just go back and take a look.Clear out a way out and maybe it will be used in a while.
Ren Yizi stopped and turned around and smiled: I knew my senior sister loved me.Sister, don’t worry, I will cover it all with me.His steps were shattered, and he lifted his sword and walked backwards. His graceful back attracted countless gazes, and even the Guanhai Tianmen Formation was inevitable.The two gold and silver beauties bowed their heads and followed in a hurry, without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Shui Yue Dingxuan's sect is full of women. Among the four sword sects, it seems that he is respectful to accompany the last seat, but it is not.The Red Beauty Leng Jian Du Zhuangpity is the top swordsman in Tokaido today, and is ranked on the "Qiu Shui Famous Mirror" in the world. If you squeeze into the top ten swordsmen today.
In addition to swordsmanship and beauty, Du Zhuangpity's ability to choose and teach apprentices is also well-known throughout the world.
Her three personal disciples are young, but they are all resounding characters of the four major sword sects: the second disciple Ran Hongxia is outstanding in martial arts and has been passed down for more than seven years on behalf of the master. Everyone knows that Wanli Fengjiang Ran Hongxia is the most difficult rival in Shuiyue Sect.The third brother Ren Yizi was fifteen years old and participated in the ten-year four-sect swordsmanship conference. He fought against each other on the top of Zhuchengshan's top of the rooftop of the three swordsmen. Although there was no conclusion on the sword, the three of them unanimously recognized that Du Zhuangpity was the most conscientious craftsman in Donghai, and his ability to teach disciples was unparalleled in the world.
Xu Ziyi is the first disciple of the direct disciple, and she is only twenty-nine years old, but she has been in power for more than ten years. Shui Yue Dingxuan is developing and prospering in her hands. Du Zhuangpity was able to retreat with confidence and not care about common things.People say: Who would like to talk to the sword? Three pieces of clothing in the East China Sea.Comparing Xu Ziyi with Guanhai Tianmen's head, feathered sword, crane-wearing clothes, finger sword, palace master of Qi Palace, Jiuyao Imperial Clothes, Han Xuese, etc., his voice and power shocked the world.
In the Four Sect Alliance, the Burying Emperor Sword Tomb should be the core of Hezong, but the Demon Sword is really too ridiculous. Even though Xiao Jianzhi has been famous for thirty years and is highly respected by the martial arts world, he can only get the Lingguan Temple today for a while.If it is impossible to prove that the existence of the demon sword is just a fool, who cares about his crazy words?Tan Jianhu does not have the ability to stabilize the scene, but Jianzhuan cannot send out more decent characters. It seems that even he himself is half-believing.
Among the twelve disciples of the Tianmen who were tragically killed by Mu Yunse, there was Lu Biejia's adopted son. The Jianqi Palace and Guanhai Tianmen became water and fire. If the open and secret struggles over the past century were far-reaching causes, the murder was the fuse that was about to break out.
A ninth generation disciple of Shuiyue Dingxuan was unconscious, which was the least loss among the four sects. If he could fight from both sects outside, it would not be a cost-effective price.The water moon diversion opening can be as prosperous as today, not as the ruthlessness of swallowing or the rapid expansion. Those men who focus on gaining may never be able to understand: in fact, the garden foundation and money and grain warehouses on the banks of the Heartbreak Lake all come from Xu Ziyi's meticulous operation of the losses.
At this moment, Xu Ziyi had a different idea.
Her eyes were always lingering in the iron cage.
Once the cold wind outside the hall stopped slightly, the stench emitted from the cage was like a beast coming out of the gate, rushing into the nose and heading straight, and it was difficult to stop breathing.Tan Jianhu walked inside and outside for a few turns, and couldn't speak with Lu Bojia and Wei Wuyin. He had a long vision, and walked quickly with his sword and bowed with his hands.
Xu Ziyi lowered his clothes and blessed him, and the two stood side by side.
Have you ever seen things in the cage?
Seeing her actively chatting, Tan Jianhu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the steep outline eased slightly.
No.
Can you tell what is imprisoned in the cage?
Don't know.I just came back from Shengzhou and the courtyard was in chaos and I didn’t understand many things.
Xu Ziyi couldn't help but smile, and she felt a little fond of his straightforwardness.
Baichengshan heard that he was attacked by a demon sword and died. Although the sword tomb was involved in the world, it was an absolute court official. He was under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites. Compared with the Censorate of the Censorate, the rules and regulations had to be written and handed over to the pensions and repairs. Pegasus reported to the Beijing Pingwangdu and the Donghai Road Office. It was very troublesome, and it was not as easy as the Jianghu Sect.
Seeing that she couldn't find out the details, she changed her mind.I saw that the handwriting on the old Taicheng's letter was a little weak, so I was really worried for a while, but unfortunately everything was delayed and I couldn't go up the mountain to visit.I was still thinking about the birthday of July this year, and I would like to bring some boxes of ginseng zhi to Lao Taicheng.He is still healthy?
Be in good health.Tan Jianhu rarely smiled slightly, and soon added another sentence:
Spirit Gd r nt.
Xu Ziyi knew Xiao Jianzhi when she was very young.
Although I remember that he was getting older every time, his eyes never changed.She has been busy with family affairs over the years and has mostly communicated with Jianzhong. At most, she asked Hongxia to go to Baicheng Mountain with her own hands. However, Xu Ziyi knew that Xiao Jianzhi's decision did not become foolish as the years grew.
--What is this for?
What exactly does Xiao Jianzhi want to do when he speaks fallacies and acts against one's will?
If there is a demon sword in the world, what can lead the generals to stop, but they cannot be killed or let go?
Although I don’t know what I am imprisoned, my Taigong repeatedly told me before leaving that I would rather put the demon sword incorrectly than lose this thing.As if seeing through her doubts, Tan Jianhu shook his head slightly, his face solemn:
If the things in the cage appear together with the demon sword, the world will be in a catastrophe!
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