"Then that's even weirder. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Xuanqing opened his mouth, his tone was very puzzled, "I remember that Yun Xuan just said that it was the girl from Qiuheyuan who was singing, but she didn't say that the girl was an Oiran......"

At this time, Xuan Qing had a malicious smile on his face, and made up for it, "Brother Wang seems to know quite well about this matter." ”

"I ......" Wang Yichen was a little speechless for a while, "That's because the work is new! I must let the girl who knows the most music theory sing first, so it can only be an Oiran......"

Sikong Yan sighed lightly, and the sound of the falling chess pieces was crisp and pleasant, "Wang Yichen, you look so experienced, how can we believe you." Don't talk about it, concentrate on playing chess, and save yourself from drawing more and more black. ”

Just when Wang Yichen was about to blow up, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Shen Lanying frowned slightly, who would it be who suddenly appeared at this time?

Everyone quickly stopped laughing, and Fengshuang walked over to open the door.

The door opened, and there was a young man standing outside, with a height of one meter and eighty-five, a relatively strong physique, and an aura of not being angry and arrogant between his eyebrows.

At the same time, outside the city.

Xuan Ling walked briskly, keeping an eye out for anyone around her. She arrived an hour earlier than scheduled, but when she came to cross the river, she was surprised to find that Dugu Xiaomo was already standing by the river.

Hearing the sound of her approaching, Dugu Xiaomo didn't turn around, just smiled and shook his head, "You really can't hold your breath." ”

Xuan Ling walked up to a meter beside him and asked, "Where is my Qinghong?"

Dugu Xiaomo turned around, her eyes flashed with a breathtaking purple light, and she looked at Xuan Ling tightly, "You're early." ”

"Aren't you too early!" Xuan Ling didn't have any cowardice, she was very anxious, and said very quickly, "How can you return the sword to me?"

Dugu Xiaomo paused for a moment and asked, "Can you tell me what you're going to do with it first?"

When Dugu Xiaomo said this, his tone was extremely peaceful, and he did not have a half-striking momentum. He rarely talks to others like this, so patient, so serious, so calm. In the past, even when discussing the so-called usurpation with Sikong Yan, he was not serious, and he never showed such an attitude.

It's a pity that Xuan Ling doesn't know this young master of the Nine Shadows Sect, and naturally can't comprehend his intentions.

Xuan Ling's answer was decisive and crisp, "No!"

It's the first time I've talked to someone so good-natured, but I got such a response. If it was an ordinary person, he would have been angry, but the young master Dugu didn't mean to be angry at all, but laughed.

A touching smile appeared on this demonic face that turned all beings upside down, as if the whole world was darkened.

He smiled, naturally sat down on the sand bank, looked at the rolling river, leaned against the old willow tree by the river, pointed to the place beside him, and motioned for Xuan Ling to sit down too, "Anyway, it's still early, talk to me for a while." ”

Xuan Ling was originally very reluctant, but thinking that his Qinghong Sword was still in his hand, he hesitated, sat down beside him, and asked lukewarmly, "What are you talking about?"

Dugu Xiaomo looked at her sideways, "You haven't told me your name all along, and now that I have enough chips in my hands, you should say it, right?"

Xuan Ling held her knees with her hands, pillowed her head on her arms, looked at the flowing river, and said depressedly: "My name is Xuan Ling." ”

"Which two words?" Dugu Xiaomo said, handing her a twig casually.

Although Xuan Ling didn't understand why he was entangled in this issue, she still took the branch, wrote her name on the sand, threw the branch away, and then asked suspiciously, "Since you are interested in Qinghong Sword, but my life experience, you should have investigated it a long time ago." Why do you have to ask me again and again?"

At this time, Dugu Xiaomo was still wearing the black clothes in the morning, but the hair color had returned to its original purple, and the breeze was blowing, blowing the hair on both sides of his cheeks, an indescribable evil charm.

"Do you find out the results yourself and tell me in person?" he put his elbows on his knees, supported his head with his arms, and looked at Xuan Ling with interest, "Also, there is one thing I must emphasize. In the past, I was really interested in the Qinghong Sword and was interested in it, but now ......"

The corners of his lips curled slightly, "I'm just interested in you." ”

"What?me?" Xuan Ling was stunned for a moment, then quickly came back to her senses, glanced at Dugu Xiaomo, and said, "Don't be kidding, my life can be worth as much as the Qinghong Sword?"

Dugu Xiaomo chuckled, "Whether the Qinghong Sword is real or fake, I can still tell the difference." Your sword is not genuine, but a high imitation. However, this is the most shocking thing, I can't imagine that the quality of this high imitation is actually above the real thing. ”

Looking at Xuan Ling with satisfaction, she tried her best to restrain her shock, Dugu Xiaomo continued, "You are as old as Xiao Wan'er, and you can already make works of comparable quality to the top ten famous swords, if this news spreads in the rivers and lakes, it is estimated that the entire rivers and lakes will be shaken." ”

Xuan Ling didn't speak for a long time, but her slightly rapid breathing betrayed her mood.

If someone takes a fancy to the sword in her hand, it is not a big deal, and it is a big deal to give him the sword when she finishes her important things. But if it is known that she has the ability to imitate the ten famous swords, then she will be in big trouble.

Xuan Ling pursed her lips, "So, you have taken a fancy to my ability, and you want me to help you forge a sword?"

Dugu Xiaomo hooked the corners of her lips and asked rhetorically, "Don't you wonder who I am?"

Xuan Ling snorted coldly, "A person who can easily change his hair color and pupil color, and come and go without a trace, will tell others his true identity?"

There are people in the world who have the courage to talk to Dugu Xiaomo like this, and they can count it on one hand, but it is the first time in his life that Dugu Xiaomo can talk to others so patiently.

"Then let me turn your perception upside down. Dugu Xiaomo said, picked up the branch that was thrown away by Xuan Ling, and wrote his name below Xuan Ling's name on the sand, "Covering up the color of your hair and pupils is afraid of scaring innocent passers-by, but I haven't changed my appearance, after all, no matter how superb the disguise technique is, it has to paste a layer of things on the face, which is not good for the skin and is prone to rashes." ”

Xuan Ling glanced at the name written by Dugu Xiaomo, and muttered, "Dugu, Xiaomo...... Dugu ......" The next moment, her eyes froze, "You, you are a member of the Nine Shadows Sect!"