Chapter 382: Drifting Leaves

"The wind makes ......" A strong figure dotted over the bamboo and landed beside Xiao Luo, "The prince's guards were stunned and didn't look at the girl." ”

Xiao Luo and Shen Mo'er's expressions changed when they heard this.

"Tell me clearly, which girl is not watching!" Xiao Luo shouted.

"It's a girl surnamed Gu, and the girl surnamed Bai has fought with the guards before, so the guards are much stricter. "Come humane.

"Is it Gu Xiaofan who is drugged, or is there someone else?" said Shen Mo'er.

The guards who woke up said that it was the hand of a thin little old man, but the girl surnamed Gu seemed to know that the old man would appear, so she managed to divert everyone's attention, so the guards fell for it. ”

"Gu Xiaofan was rescued?" Shen Mo'er frowned slightly, "I have already reminded the prince that that girl looks harmless to humans and animals on the surface, but in fact, she has a lot of ideas and needs to send more people to guard her." ”

"Lin Jianzhi is a straw bag!" Xiao Luo said with a dark face, "The surname Bai can't be killed, and the one who can be killed has been rescued again, even if the Hanging Star Array traps Lin Yiren, this matter can't completely intensify the conflict between the Wangfu and the Prince's Mansion, this time our scheming is in vain." ”

"Not necessarily," Shen Mo'er said thoughtfully, "The bamboo forest is surrounded by people from Xiling Palace and the Prince's Mansion, and Gu Xiaofan is not so easy to escape. ”

"Butterfly messenger means ......"

"If the person who rescued Gu Xiaofan and the person who secretly helped King Xuan break the formation are the same," Shen Mo'er looked at the smoke hill and swamp, and a subtle smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her lips, "The wind envoy thinks that Gu Xiaofan wants to hide his whereabouts at this time, where will it be safest?"

Xiao Luo thought for a moment, and let out a creepy smile from his mouth, "The butterfly envoy is really smart, and it is not in vain that the palace master has been looking at you differently for many years. Since the prince ordered that Lin Yiren should see the girl die in the battle with his own eyes, we should also fulfill our duties and do our best to relieve the prince's sorrows. ”

Shen Mo'er and Xiao Luo expected it well, in fact, Lin Yiren had previously transferred from the Xuanwu Void Star Peach Blossom Array to the Vermilion Bird Willow Star Bathing Female Array, and there were masters who were secretly pointing out, and what made him believe all this was the thin voice that echoed in his ears.

"Brother Shen, the master who taught Ah Xu the formation and used poison in Tiandu Peak rescued me, you can't see me, but I can see you. You are now in a peach blossom array that implies gossip imagery, and the steel cables in the hands of the thirty-six masked people are the key to your breaking formation. However, when you make a move, the steel ropes of each group of hexagrams must be cut one by one from the outside to the inside, so that you can not only break this formation, but also be able to directly enter the Suzaku Seven Nights. ”

When he first heard Gu Xiaofan's voice, Lin Yiren was a little incredulous. Gu Xiaofan was also in the Hanging Star Array, and there was also a master of the Glaive Kingdom guarding her.

Yanxu seemed to have expected that Gu Xiaofan was not safe by Lin Yiren's side, and when this thought flashed through Lin Yiren's mind, a deep sense of powerlessness swept over like a tide again.

That night, the night was clear, the moon was in the sky, and outside the wall of the courtyard of the palace of the king of Xuan, there was a vast and clear distance, and the long Xun music was heard, and it was still the song of falling flowers, as if there were a thousand kinds of sadness, all kinds of pain, such as crying and complaining, and the feelings were sad, so that the listeners were sad, and the listeners wept.

On the long street of the winter night, the remnants of snow were everywhere, and Yan Xu's clothes flew to Cangyiwu Merlin, just to give him the white beads of the Bone Fairy Grass and the introductory exercises of the Blood Shadow Divine Skill.

That night, Yanxu broke off a branch of red plum and asked him to bring it to Gu Xiaofan, that night, he lowered his eyes and took the red plum, as if he didn't see the pain in Yanxu's eyes.

In fact, he could send Gu Xiaofan to Linsang first, Lin Yiren had thought this more than once...... He should keep her away from all the rights and wrongs of Xiao'an as soon as possible, and let Jian Jingran meet Gu Xiaofan on the streets of Linsang.

Jian Jingran really likes Gu Xiaofan, and the old lady of Jian Mansion, Lu Qiyun, who is anxious to hug her grandson, will definitely not be too entangled in Shi Ningxue, Gu Xiaofan needs a warm home, and she can get the happiness she wants in Jian Mansion. As for Gu Xiaofan's cold poison and chronic disease, after Lin Yiren got the method of taking the bone fairy grass from Shen Yunpeng, he would personally send Bai Zhu to Linsang.

However, time and time again, Lin Yiren couldn't take this step after all, he was attached to that clear smile, and he couldn't face Gu Xiaofan, who might be grinding with Jian Jingran's sideburns.

Yan Xu and him also know that Gu Xiaofan is the spirit of the mountain stream, which does not belong to the Burmese Imperial Palace or the Imperial Palace, both of them have missions that must be undertaken, and Gu Xiaofan can only be the most beautiful flower left in the bottom of his heart.

When slashing towards the thirty-six steel cables, Lin Yiren seemed to be cutting off his feelings, his mother had brought Gu Xiaofan and Ye Fusheng too much pain, and he couldn't continue to make mistakes. When the peach blossoms faded and the Yao Pond was thick, the Lin Yi people had already made a difficult decision.

Leaving the bath girl formation really made the Lin Yi people breathe a sigh of relief, but fortunately, Gu Xiaofan, who was hiding in the shadows, did not speak again except for letting the Lin Yi people drag the woman in the formation. Lin Yiren unexpectedly broke into the Horned Star in the Seven Nights of the Eastern Green Dragon, and also saw Xiao Luo for the first time in a rapidly rotating flying cymbal.

This is a deep and dark cave, which reminds the people of Lin Yi of the Nine Caves on the Nine Caves, but unlike the darkness of the Nine Caves, the darkness here has an indescribable thorny aura, as if even the air has become an invisible net that is slowly tightening.

Hurried as the wind, as fast as lightning, one after another hidden weapons roared from the darkness, and the clothes of the Lin Yi people flew up, dodging one by one.

A little bit of snow slammed into the rock wall, making a harsh noise, and the sparks were shining, illuminating the middle-aged man in the corner wearing a cyan fox fur brocade robe, with a slender body and a pale complexion.

A series of sharp seven-pointed flying cymbals shot out from a basket-like artifact in the middle-aged man's hand...... That person's strangeness and evil are all similar to Shen Yunpeng, but compared with Shen Yunpeng's young and frivolous and wild and unruly, this person has more scheming and scheming and grim spirit.

"It turns out that the Hanging Star Array is a formation laid by the wind envoy of Xiling Palace, and it is really extraordinary. While dodging the hidden weapon of the electric flint, Lin Yiren was faintly worried that the flying cymbal would affect Gu Xiaofan in the dark.

"It's quite discerning," Xiao Luo said coldly, "There is only a quarter of the incense stick left, and King Xuan's stubborn resistance can't turn things around, so it's better to admit defeat early." ”

"The young palace master and the wind envoy look very similar, but unfortunately to inherit the bloodline of the Shen palace master, you need to give up your biological father Xiao's surname, and it is not easy for the wind to endure humiliation in Xiling Palace over the years. Lin Yiren waved his sleeves out, rolled up a puff of snow, and hit Xiao Luo with a backhand.

"Xiao's matter, it's not the turn of outsiders to talk about it!" Xiao Luo was obviously a little annoyed, and slammed the artifact in his hand into the air with one palm, and the noise became more and more sharp and piercing.

"Weng Lao!" A slender figure suddenly swept out of the darkness and pounced on Xiao Luo.