"This is the woman I mentioned in the Flying Snow Pavilion, called Shui Linglong. ”

Hei Yu lowered his head, not daring to look at the door, and waited until the woman was taken to the upstairs room by the man, then he was visibly relieved and whispered.

Jiang Qiuhan thought of Jiang Linglong's name, and glanced up from the corner of his eye, he couldn't see anything from his angle, but this slight movement attracted Qu Jing's knowing smile.

"Sure enough, it's worthy of Feixue Pavilion, it's really amazing, I don't know what that Jiang Meiren from many years ago will be like. ”

Qu Jing commented pertinently, he and Situ Haoyue were fighting just now, but they didn't feel much from the other party's portable mental power, so they felt relatively flat.

After eating, Situ Haoyue and Qu Jing went to find the disciples of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect together, and the two said hello, If they can't find it, they will come back, and if they find it, this greeting will be regarded as a farewell.

Jiang Qiuhan hugged his fist to say goodbye, the people in the rivers and lakes, there are many friends but they also gather and disperse, but there is less of the sorrow and joy of ordinary clutches, and it is much more dull.

At night, Jiang Qiuhan was still cultivating his spiritual power, when he heard a faint flute, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the flute contained spiritual power, which made him easily affected, and this influence was still specialized.

Open the window and turn over the roof, this inn is only temporarily built, the total effort is only a few months, the roof is a complete platform, if it can be done, about can add a layer out.

At this moment, on the empty platform, the jade holding the flute is delicate and white, the moonlight falls on her skirt, dyed a moonlight halo, and her whole person seems to be the embodiment of a fairy, with her eyes slightly closed, so that the long eyelashes are distinct, outlining a demure and moving scene, and the emerald green flute and pink lips are inexplicably more tender and delicious under the contrast.

There is no timidity when she first met in the daytime, at this time she seems to be the incarnation of the goddess of the moon, and she has a little more coldness.

It's a completely different temperament.

Jiang Qiuhan watched quietly, listening to the sound of the flute turning into a whimper, and finally stopped, as if he could still hear the long echo of the afterglow in his ears, as if he was telling the lovesickness that penetrated into the bones, lingering until death could not be broken.

"Childe thinks this song is good?" Shui Linglong raised her eyes and asked softly, as soon as this question came out, her temperament changed again, and two blushes flew on her cheeks, as if a shy and timid girl was asking her favorite son, can I make this song to your liking?

Jiang Qiuhan didn't know what the purpose of this water was Linglong, nodded slightly, and looked at the other party without speaking.

His gaze was cold, and he was not fascinated by the scene outlined by the other party, as if he couldn't hear the slightest affection contained in it.

Yes, as long as you have a clear head, you know what kind of affection these two people can have when they meet for the first time, love at first sight is just another kind of lust, which can be completely unreasonable, but if there is no "love", it is a little inexplicable.

Shui Linglong lowered her head, as if she was as lost as a girl who had been rejected by her confession, and then raised her head slightly, her eyes were bright, and she looked at it and said: "The little woman's name is Shui Linglong, she is the daughter of the Pavilion Master of Feixue Pavilion, but now she is in distress and is outcast. ”

Is the daughter of the pavilion master the descendant of the Jiang beauty's bloodline?

The rumors in the rivers and lakes always say that the previous generation, but in fact, Jiang Meiren has long been ancient, and the current pavilion master is said to be the daughter of Jiang Meiren, as for the concubine, Jiang Qiuhan smiled playfully, Mary Sue He once cared about the problem of concubine, even if her children are concubines, it is only because the people who love her cannot marry her in the light because of family background and other reasons, not to mention that she has more than one man, who really marries seems to be a cuckold to others, it is better not to marry, it is more convenient for their lover to have a free body.

"I wonder what happened to the water girl looking for me?"

After talking for so long, even the sound of the flute sounded for so long in this silent night, this inn and so many masters in the town did not notice that they had come up to check, could it be a deliberate private meeting time?

It's just that she used some kind of application of mental power to condense the sound of the flute within a small range, specifically for him to hear.

did not use "temptation", but said "search", Jiang Qiuhan was already saving face for this Shui Linglong.

Shui Linglong's face flushed even more, as if she had been broken by some kind of thought, and the environment became more and more ambiguous, she took a breath, as if she had mustered up the courage to say her pleading.

The inheritance of Feixue Pavilion is special, the reason why a snow feather magic skill can be ranked among the top ten divine skills is not as powerful as the other nine, but it is the weakest attack power, but the woman who cultivates this skill can do it "moving people with emotion", just like Jiang Qiuhan saw before, but if he is not strong in any link and is directly confused by it, then he will only fall deeper and deeper in the future, until he finally obeys his words, that is, the deeper the state of love.

Of course, this kind of martial arts can be regarded as magical, and such martial arts naturally do not need any attack power, because people with strong attack power can be captured by it and become a thug who "rushes to the crown and is angry", so why should he be strong in force.

Of course, the disciples of Feixue Pavilion have never blindly trusted the power of divine power, after all, the higher the martial arts in this world, the higher the corresponding spiritual power resistance, this Jiang Qiuhan has confirmed from the competition with Qiu Langxing, they still have the application of spiritual power, but there is no systematic division.

Therefore, the disciples of Feixue Pavilion are almost never famous in the rivers and lakes, their beautiful appearances, and their offensive martial arts simply put them in a position where they can live in strange goods, and becoming the playthings of the strong is just a matter of thought.

The reason why Shui Linglong stepped on it was because she was forced to be helpless, she now looked safe, in fact, she had been being hunted down all the time, and the person who chased and killed her was said to be a member of the Demon Sect.

"I have not been highly qualified since I was a child, and Xue Yu's magic skills are only superficial now, and I am powerless to protect myself, but now I am fortunate to meet my son, and I am willing to accompany my son and seek shelter. Shui Linglong said, and crystal tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Under the moonlight, the beauty in white was crying quietly, a pair of reddish eyes looked over, pitiful, delicate and helpless, the night breeze swept the corners of her skirt, her hair was slight, and she crossed her pink lips, she couldn't go in love, and her white hands and jade flute seemed to be silently begging for help.

Jiang Qiuhan was unmoved, her eyes were still cold, analyzing the essence extracted from Shui Linglong's hidden words, her current level is very weak, and if she can't cultivate Xue Yu's divine skills, she can barely attract them, but she can only hook a few third-rate thugs, who can not deal with the demon sect disciples who are tracking her, and reduce her own taste, so she is alone in the crowd, hoping to meet a hero who dares to draw a sword in righteousness.

In this way, it is understandable why she clearly has no offensive power, and she still comes to participate in such a martial arts competition, just looking for a flower messenger from it.

And Jiang Qiuhan's mental power, which was clearly on par with her, gave her some hope, so she called each other late at night and wanted a strong thug.

Jiang Qiuhan sighed secretly, this is because this girl just came, and she didn't know that she was from Renyi Villa, otherwise she would definitely not have such an idea, everyone knows the martial arts of Renyi Villa...

The spiritual power condensed in the sound of the flute dispersed around Shui Linglong as the sound of the flute stopped, Jiang Qiuhan's spiritual power checked, hooking up a trace of it, to probe the truth and falsehood of the other party's words, in terms of distinguishing lies, the spiritual power still has a uniqueness.

Ordinary people will have this feeling, when telling a lie, the mental power is more concentrated than telling the truth, because it is necessary to make the whole lie conform to a certain logic, and it is also subconsciously felt that it may be wrong, which will be more concentrated.

The truth is different, and many times the truth blurted out is more credible than the one that comes out closely.

"Is the Flying Snow Pavilion now controlled by the Demon Sect?" Jiang Qiuhan didn't have any sense of responsibility or protection at all because of the beauty's request for help, and continued to ask, "I heard that the Flying Snow Pavilion has a close relationship with the imperial court, and now there is a Ming Concubine from the Flying Snow Pavilion in the palace, isn't the Demon Sect afraid of the imperial court?"

In the general environment, it is true that the control of the imperial court is not enough, so that the rivers and lakes can flourish so much, but in the end, the demon sect is the unrighteous and helpless party, with one sect, even other sects on the rivers and lakes cannot be uneven, how can it have the ability to offend the imperial court.

Who doesn't know that Feixue Pavilion is equivalent to the imperial court's attempt to intervene in the forces of the rivers and lakes, but the result is not very good.

Shui Linglong's breath stagnated, and when she looked at it again, there was some sadness in her eyes, "I have never seen a man as hard-hearted as Childe." ”

"Oh, the girl has seen a lot of men?" Jiang Qiuhan asked jokingly, as if he meant something.

Shui Linglong was really a little angry this time, and said with anger on her face: "Childe is like this, he actually treats me as a character, if Childe doesn't want to help, just say it, I will never force it..."

"Who said I wouldn't help?" Jiang Qiuhan interrupted Shui Linglong's words, and in her stunned gaze, said, "The premise is that you tell the truth first." ”

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Qiuhan returned to the house from the window, closed the window, and could still feel the coldness all over his body, the night wind under the mountain was too cold.

After running for a week, Jiang Qiuhan continued to cultivate his spiritual power, believing that he would not be disturbed by any sounds in the future.

After dawn, Jiang Qiuhan dressed up in a new way, and his appearance was slightly modified, taking a long sword that he had just bought, pretending to be a swordsman to challenge the young heroes in the rivers and lakes following Qiu Langxing's example.

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I'm sorry, I went to a relative's house yesterday, no internet, no updates.

This is yesterday's, and it will be made up today.

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