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With the end of the poetry exchange meeting, how brilliant the young Yun's light and crazy literary talents, how exquisite his Xiao art is, and how brilliant his character is, will soon spread in the Qiantang generation.

Time passed day by day, and the elegance of the young Yun Qingmad at the poetry exchange meeting has spread to the imperial city and even the entire Great Jin.

After dinner, people are talking about this young man.

"Handsome in appearance, brilliant in writing, only fifteen years old, this cloud frivolity is simply a genius!"

"Such a unique insight, such a bizarre flute song, all show that Renyun Gongzi is a genius, what does it mean to be simply?"

"That's right, that's right, Yun Gongzi is a genius. ”

"Alas, if my son could be half as smart as Yun Gongzi, I would wake up laughing in my dreams. ”

……

"Is Yun Gongzi really handsome? I really want to see him!"

"If I can be looked at by Yun Gongzi, I think I will be so happy that I am afraid that I will faint. ”

"'Last year, in this gate today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. 'Yun Gongzi is really a good writer and can make such good poems. ”

"'Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers' is so beautiful, so touching!"

"'The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind. 'This poem blends scenery and characters together, full of life and spring, I like it so much!'

When the ladies in the boudoir walked among themselves, they were all shy, discussing the poems that Yun Qingwu casually chanted.

It was the song she taught Xing'er and Qiu Bao to sing, which also spread in Dajin.

And these, she is cultivating on the mountain, she doesn't know!

Speaking of which, the few words she chanted in the peach forest, not many people heard it, but she didn't find it, after all, it was a poetry exchange meeting that day, and the talented people walked in groups of three or five on the peach forest path, and accidentally met her, a great talent, and then heard it inadvertently

The poem she chanted, when she was happy and stunned, who would disturb her loudly?

As for the song and the song "Village House" that she unintentionally chanted in the community, she didn't have to think much about it, she knew that it was from the Lin Mansion.

In short, a certain woman with the pseudonym Yun Qingfang is really famous! In this regard, Yichen just threw out two words on the night of the end of the poetry exchange meeting: "Not bad." Because of this, Yun Qingwu was depressed for half the night! She was deeply resentful, and felt that Shizun Da should at least praise vigorously: "Girl, you are very amazing, it seems that you really have confident capital!"

The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is extremely skinny.

My sister hid in the quilt, biting her little fist, so aggrieved that she didn't want it!

Under the moon, the deep canyon was filled with blood mist.

"Hurry up, I'll catch up with you later!" The man who gave the order had a black scarf on his face and a slender body, and the sword in his hand was dripping blood from time to time. However, the three orthodox figures guarding him were motionless, as if they hadn't heard his orders. "Is this an order, did you hear that?" the man's figure flashed, and he burst out from behind the three figures, and snorted coldly.

In terms of skill, they are indeed not as good as adults, but there are no less than 20 people surrounded by the other party, and if you leave an adult here, can you handle it?

"What are you hesitating about?"

Seeing that his subordinates were still standing, the man's good-looking brows couldn't help but wrinkle together: "Let's go!" A total of five blood droplets were brought out, but unexpectedly, two of them were already seriously injured, and if they didn't leave in time, their lives would definitely be lost here. It's not easy to cultivate a blood droplet, he can't let them just fold here!

Two of the three sword-wielding blood droplets quickly picked up their seriously injured companions, and the remaining one, holding their swords as cover, escorted their companions out of the canyon.

The sound of footsteps from the depths of the canyon was getting closer and closer, the man's eyes were dyed with bloodthirsty color, the corners of his mouth were slowly hooked, and he said secretly: "Blood Illusion Palace, what a Blood Illusion Palace, it is actually doing evil, using the blood of babies to cultivate evil arts!" Thinking back to the bloody pool with a strong yin aura, and recalling the swaddling babies of different ages piled up on the edge of the blood pool, the anger in the man's heart rushed upward.

-- Standing by the pool of blood, looking at those broken bones and swaddling clothes, if it is a person with poor psychological quality, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be so frightened that he will have a nervous breakdown.

He knew that this place was probably just a stronghold of the Blood Illusion Palace, but it was a small gain for them to be able to discover the source of the baby's disappearance here.

Next, as long as a series of strikes are launched against the Blood Illusion Palace until it is completely wiped out, then the disappearance of the baby will never happen again.

Sweeping around, there were no less than twenty people.

Since he was sent to death on the pole, then he would fulfill them!

"Kill!" a medium-sized, slightly chubby, tiger-toothed man waved his hand, and Sen Han's voice burst out of his mouth.

The disciples of the Blood Illusion Palace, who wore the same mask as him, heard the words and responded in unison: "Yes, Golden Protector!"

One of the four protectors of the Blood Illusion Palace, I didn't expect to meet him here, the man's eyes were half-narrowed, and the divine light in his eyes instantly stabbed straight into the man who was called the Golden Protector by the people below. A pair of peach blossom eyes were full of brilliance, and the awe-inspiring aura burst out from his body, and he said word by word: "Is the Golden Protector the Dharma? Today will be your death day!"

Just as he was speaking, those Blood Illusion Palace disciples with tiger tooth masks had already beckoned to him with their swords. The man had already been prepared, only to see him stomp his feet lightly, and his body immediately rose into the air, and then, the explosive sword qi flew away, and the blood flowers fell like rain.

The screams began, and the voices were endless.

Seeing his own people fall one by one, the golden protector's ruthless eyes flashed, and he joined the fight with lightning speed.

The fierce murderous aura struck at the back of his heart, the man sneered in his heart, and his body changed in the air, easily dodging this deadly attack. The golden protector missed a blow, and in anger, the divine light in his eyes couldn't help but become more and more ruthless. The man didn't seem to feel his cannibalistic gaze, and his wrist flipped and the blade stabbed straight into his neck.

The Golden Protector felt a chill appear in his neck, and his face suddenly changed, and he immediately burst back quickly.

Almost, just little, his life hung by a thread.

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, although the golden protector dodged the fatal sword, but the whole person was still shocked: "That's my life, how did he know?"

Even if the man's cultivation has reached the early stage of the realm of merger, but one-to-many, after nearly an hour of bloody battle, he can't help but have a lot of colors on his body.

"Kill, he's wounded, and he can't escape. The golden protector's cold voice resounded in the canyon.

"Yes. ”

The few remaining disciples of the Blood Illusion Palace, as soon as they heard his order, they didn't want to kill and surrounded the man. The man's eyes were cold, he dragged the long sword in his hand, and glanced around the disciples of the Blood Illusion Palace who were surrounding him, saying that it was too late, it was fast, and before those Blood Illusion Palace disciples made a move, the long sword in his hand flashed, and the "Zheng Zheng" sword sounded.

The silver light was like electricity, and the sword roared eight times, and the eight Blood Illusion Palace disciples around him, all of them had blood flowing from their necks, and they all fell to the ground with a bang

"Impossible, impossible, his cultivation is on par with me, it is impossible to kill the twenty-three disciples of my Blood Illusory Palace by himself, this is ......absolutely impossible" Jin Protector shook his head again and again in his heart, it was really hard to believe what he saw, however, the corpse of a disciple of the Blood Illusory Palace on the ground was real, so he couldn't believe everything in front of him, not to mention, he was involved in this battle.

Nearly fifty disciples were lost in one night, and once the palace master knew, not to mention whether he could still be a protector, even his life would be difficult to protect.

Instead of being condemned by the palace master, it is better to fight hard!

With his mind in mind, the eyes of the Golden Protector Yin Owl became vicious, and he saw the sword in his hand swing rapidly, resisting the bone-eroding sword attack of the man.

"Bang bang bang bang......" several sounds, swords collided, and cremation burst out.

The brazen force shook the two of them backwards together, and when they stabilized their bodies one after another, they opened their mouths and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The golden protector's palm was numb, and the tiger's mouth between his thumb and index finger cracked a bloody crack, and the blood slid down the hilt of the sword he held to the blade, and finally fell from the tip of the sword to the ground.

At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed.

It was obviously the same cultivation, but he clearly realized that the other party's speed and strength were much stronger than his own.

The man adjusted his internal breath a little, and before the golden protector could react, the sword light suddenly drew out, and he saw the blood light burst out, and a broken arm flew up. The Golden Protector screamed miserably, staggering backwards, the severe pain made him break out in a cold sweat, and the face under the tiger tooth mask was distorted to the extreme at this moment.

The pain, the pain coming from the broken arm, made him want to turn into a fierce beast and pounce on the man to devour it alive.

"You, who are you?"

He asked, his eyes bloodshot, gritting his teeth.

"You don't need to know who I am. ”

The man walked towards him step by step with his sword.

"Very good, you remember for me, I don't care who you are, I will double the revenge of today's broken arm, and I will return it to you tomorrow!" The Golden Protector stared at the man viciously, his eyes were very resentful. The man said, "Do you think you still have that chance?" Just as he said this, the Golden Protector turned around and fled into the depths of the canyon, quite fast.

However, the man was faster than him, and when he was a few steps away, the man jumped up, flew over his head, and then, landed in front of him, and said lightly, "Go to death!" The Golden Protector laughed, "Then together." As he spoke, his body flew backwards in the air, and his left hand was raised, not just something was thrown out by him, only to hear a "boom" explosion, and the place where he was standing just now was already filled with smoke.

"Do you think you'll be able to escape?"

Thinking that he had succeeded, the Golden Protector couldn't help but laugh wildly, but he didn't think about it, and the man's faint voice sounded in his ears like a spell.

"......" he froze.

The man stood three paces away from him, his figure straight and straight, his sword in his hand, his ink robe flying, his black hair flying, like a messenger of hell, staring at him coldly.

"Aiding the abuse, there is more than enough to die!"

The sound started, the sword flashed, the flesh and blood flew, and the person had died in Huangquan.

Retracting his sword and staring at the stumps and flesh that could be found everywhere on the ground, the man's figure shook and turned around, ready to leave the canyon. A cold light of clinker came from far and near, and it struck him quickly. The man sensed the danger approaching, raised his breath, and floated out of the canyon at the fastest speed in his life.

"Rubbish!"

Looking at the corpses on the ground, staring at the stumps and flesh of the golden protector, the purple-clothed man coldly spit out two words in his mouth.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and looked at the dart pinched between his fingers, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a vague smile: "If you can escape from my secret weapon, you kid has some ability, but will you have any good luck next time?" That's right, the cold light that just hit the man was this dart in the hand of the man in purple, this thing hit the man's heart, but it didn't hit, and then flew back to his master's hand.

If Yun Qingwu is here, he may have some impression of this purple-clothed man.

The internal injuries were serious, and the external injuries were not light, but they were inevitably caught up by the people of the Blood Illusion Palace, and Mu Jin just held on to his strength and flew forward.

It's worth it, it's worth it to be hurt by this, even if it's desperate at the moment, it's worth it. Thinking that so many disciples of the Blood Illusion Palace died at his own hands, and thinking that there was a Dharma protector who also died in his own hands, Mu Jin pulled a happy smile at the corner of his mouth, and secretly thought: "Yan, I have gained, I am worthy of your trust in me!"

In case, if he fell to the ground and did not wake up, he had no regrets.

They will send the news back to the crown prince......

Drink ordered his companions to retreat first, killing more than 20 disciples of the Blood Illusion Palace and a Dharma protector by themselves, and the slender and upright man who escaped from the purple-clothed man was ordered by Gong Yan to take the opportunity of inspecting various industries to secretly investigate the disappearance of babies and the inexplicable loss of unmarried women Mu Dagongzi.

The east gradually turned white, and he endured the feeling of dizziness and climbed up the mountain.

Xu had lost too much blood, and now his physical strength was extremely weak, and he could no longer urge his true qi at all, so he could only rely on his own brute strength to find a safe hiding place.

The breeze is blowing, the faint fragrance of flowers lingers on the tip of the nose, the water splashes in the ears, and the clouds dance lightly with a weed in their mouths, lying comfortably on the big stone next to the waterfall. Sister has to rest and rest, and when she cultivates for more than an hour, she will definitely be able to break through the consolidation period tonight!" "Alas! Why has Shizun been talking less and less in the past two days? Is there something wrong with me?" The cocked Erlang's legs swayed, and a certain woman couldn't come up with a reason for thinking about it for several days.

"Could it be that Master Cheng also has menopause? Otherwise, there is no way to explain his recent abnormality. Shaking his head, Yun Qingwu shook his head one after another, and secretly thought: "No, no, Qiu Bao's little smash has also become weird, and the pace is almost exactly the same as Shizun, if Shizun is because of that Shenma menopause, his temperament is abnormal, how can Qiu Bao's situation be explained?"

The eyeballs turned and turned, and the clouds danced lightly and thought, and before they knew it, the sunset had set in the west.

Suddenly, she patted her head: "Could it be that their emotions are abnormal because my martial arts cultivation is about to be completed, I am about to go down the mountain to return to Beijing, and I am about to leave here?" The nose and eyes were pantothenic for a moment, leaving Shizun and Qiu Bao, for her, she was also reluctant, but there was no banquet in the world, not to mention that she still had a lot to do.

Mu Jin was awakened, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he found that the moonlight around him was clear, and his tightly wrinkled brows slowly loosened.

"I'm not dead, I'm still alive, but my head is a little dizzy, my body is hot, it seems that my life is very hard, Hades doesn't dare to accept it!" Under the moon, Yun Qingwu's eyes were stunned, and she sat on the boulder with her knees crossed, and the cold wind blew, making her shiver coldly, and she suddenly became a lot more sober.

Someone!

The sound of breathing is obvious, which one does not invade her territory with long eyes?

Could it be him?

Could it be that after such a long time, Nanyin sent a shadow guard to secretly protect her? Xiu frowned, no, in the past two years, she didn't feel the breath of those guys around this waterfall. Puzzled, she looked for breath and said coldly, "Who is there?" As the sound fell, my sister was dumbfounded for a moment.

Mu Jin leaned on the trunk of the tree, lifted the hem of his robe, and was releasing water, when he heard this sudden sound, his body stiffened, and before he could react, a sharp weapon flew towards him quickly. However, in the midst of the lightning, he regained his composure, bent his legs, leaned back, followed by a gasp, and said secretly: "It's dangerous!"

Just because the sharp weapon almost grazed his face.

Cultivating a martial artist who has stepped into the realm of merger, as far as the eye can see, there is no difference from the daytime, that is to say, the eye can see at night, based on such a special ability, Yun Qingwu just raised his eyes and saw Mu Jin releasing water. "Paralysis and paralysis, the man's sister knows that thing, but looking at it so really, it's the first time for my sister!" Standing up from the big stone, Yun Qingwu stood in the wind, and complained in his heart.

The waning moon came out of her hand, like a cold star attacking Mu Jin's thing, which couldn't solve the embarrassment and anger that arose at that moment.

Mu Jin is the eldest prince of Mu Mansion on the surface, but secretly he has a very good identity, and he has experienced many life and death tests, which makes him exercise strong perception and vigilance.

As for the short-term stunning, it was really a little dizzy in his head and a little fever on his body, so he was slow to react.

"Who are you?" the sharp weapon plunged into the trunk of the tree behind Mu Jin, and he endured the pain coming from his body, and asked in a weak voice. What he didn't know was that because of the suddenness of the incident just now, and he was in a hurry to dodge, he hadn't let go of the hem of his robe and covered his own thing, and now, it was a leaning posture, and the image was really unsightly.

Yun Qingwu glared, and 10,000 grass and mud horses rushed past in her heart: "Shameless, bt!"

Sensing the danger, Mu Jin didn't care about tidying up her robe, carrying her pants in one hand and the hem of her robe in the other, avoiding the silver needles that came one after another.

"Little boy, I, I'm not a bad ......"

His voice was weak, and he explained as he ducked.

"If you have something, if you have something, let's say no, little boy...... I met a thief, I was seriously injured, and I inadvertently broke into your territory......"

Yo! Seriously injured, but still so agile?

A hint of surprise appeared on Yun Qingwu's face, but it quickly turned into indifference.

"Little boy, you, if you continue to use the hidden weapon, don't blame me, don't blame me for being polite!" Mu Jin's weak voice had a hint of chill in it, and it drifted into a woman's ears without the slightest deterrent.

"You ......"

Mu Jin was stunned, because at the moment when he finished speaking, the handsome young man who was a few feet away from him was already standing in front of him at this moment.

"Immediately, clean up after you, or I won't mind cutting your thing!"

Cold, unavoidable, murderous voice emanated from between the lips and teeth of Yun Qingwu.

When Mu Jin heard this, she looked down and immediately blushed. It turned out that just now in order to dodge the sharp weapon, there were also the silver needles that flew in, holding the hem of his robe in one hand and his pants in the other, but the man's thing was not put in. Good guy, it's also a man, you don't have to be so fierce, right?

He wants to cut off his big bird!

Those who know the times are Junjie, Mu Jin is the most discerning, and he knows that he has met a master, otherwise, he will not approach him at a speed that is beyond the reach of the naked eye, and with a slight lifting of his hand, the sharp weapon that was almost completely embedded in the trunk before flew back to the young man's hand silently.

The light was shining, how dare he slack off, he was busy with all his spirits, and quickly sorted out his pants and robes.

"I don't think you look like a son, could it be that you are a woman?" After tidying up, Mu Jin leaned against the tree and blurted out such a sentence. The body is thin, handsome, but between the eyebrows and eyes, it is difficult to hide the feminine air that belongs to a woman, and the most important thing is that with his years of experience in lingering in the flowers, the wisps of daughter's fragrance linger on the tip of his nose, these all reveal a message, standing in front of him is not a teenager, but a highly skilled girl.

Besides, is it necessary for a man to react so much when he sees his own thing? and spit out coldly, "Shameless, bt!", which is strange, right?

Yun Qingwu said coldly: "What does it matter to you whether I am a man or a woman?" Say, who are you and why are you following me?"

"Stalking you? This girl, when did I follow you?" "I don't have the strength, I really don't want to talk! Mu Jin was extremely sad, struggling to support her strength, and asked rhetorically.

"Tell me who you are and why you are here, and you better tell the truth, or I will kill you with the flick of my fingers. "It doesn't look like she's lying, could it be that the person who followed her on the day of the poetry exchange meeting was someone else?" Yun Qingwu thought about it, but there was no emotion on her face.

Mu Jin glanced at the sharp weapon she was playing with, swallowed her saliva, and said cautiously: "Before I say it, girl, can you put that object away first!"

"Scared?" Yun Qingwu blinked, the corners of his mouth hooked into a wicked smile.

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