"Where is this?" The swordsman scratched his scalp, remembering just now, didn't he and Bones sit there watching the play?

How in the blink of an eye, the sky is bright!

"Bones?" The swordsman looked around and became anxious: "Bone Elf, where are you?" ”

is still on the stage, the words "out of the general into the picture" are very eye-catching, and the woman who sang just now doesn't know where she went. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe whole courtyard was silent again, as if he was the only one.

The swordsman swallowed his saliva, this is really weird. All of a sudden, the bones and the woman were gone.

The curtain was slowly pulled up, and a petite figure slowly turned out from the inside, dressed in a delicate and close-fitting costume, and the tassels swayed with the twisting of the waist, like ripples spread out on the lake, a little more feminine.

The water sleeves covered his face, and he couldn't see this person's face clearly, but he felt that this figure seemed to be seen somewhere, and if he looked closely, he was still very familiar.

"You are?" The swordsman had an answer in his heart, but he never dared to believe it.

A breeze blew, and the corner of the water sleeve was blown up, revealing a delicate face, which had not yet put on makeup.

"Bones?" The swordsman shook his head, for fear that he would be dazzled, and rubbed his eyes again, making sure that the person on the stage was a bone elf.

He didn't rush to the stage to pull the bone elf down, there was definitely something greasy about it. The bone elf weighs a few catties and taels, and he still knows where the disciples of the underworld can sing.

The swordsman looked around, "Senior sister, what do you want to do?" ”

Looking at the bone elf's soulless and evil appearance, it is clear that he has been controlled. And there is only one woman near this stage from beginning to end, who is not her!

"Shut up!" A loud slap hit the swordsman on the cheek, and suddenly a hot burning sensation swept through the entire plate.

The swordsman was furious: "You managed to trick us here, and now you dare to beat me!" What people! He rubbed his somewhat swollen cheeks, and because of the speed of his tongue just now, the anger slowly lowered.

"You answered very well." A face that was smeared white by fat powder was infinitely close, and the swordsman was so frightened that he trembled: "I'm not human. ”

"You, you are a disciple of the daughter village, how can you not be a human?" The swordsman took a few steps back, and the distance between the two widened suddenly, leaving only air that could not be seen with the naked eye.

The swordsman stood there panting until he felt his breath settle down, and then asked her, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Hmph", the woman's makeup has not been removed, her face is frighteningly white, just one glance, just one glance, no one wants to look away, but she doesn't care about these at all: "Did any disciples warn you, don't go out and wander around at night." ”

Even with makeup, it is not difficult to see that the woman's skin is delicate and has no wrinkles, and it is even more watery than the skin of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. It is not an exaggeration to say that it can be broken by blowing bombs.

The swordsman observed this, but his heart was even more puzzled. Look at this woman's gestures, that temperament is unbeatable, and her status in the daughter village should not be low.

The key is that this woman is really inseparable from her daughter's village, and she understands everything in the door clearly. It's not a high-level character, and I can't say it.

The woman was disdainful, as if she didn't see the swordsman's eyes full of looks: "What's the matter, my heart is empty!" Seeing that the swordsman didn't respond to her, she continued what she had just said: "It's okay to come out and wander around, the most excessive thing is that you shouldn't have come to this ancestral hall." ”

Even if the swordsman was sluggish, his mind was no longer on this at this time, and he heard the key words in the woman's words: "You said this is the ancestral hall?" ”

The scalp was numb for a while, and the swordsman only felt a little dull in his chest. How come, "How come, isn't this a stage?" ”

The stage is an ancestral hall, which is simply unheard of!

Besides, when Feiyan Nu said not to go to the ancestral hall of her daughter's village, the swordsman felt a little strange in his heart. It's just that I feel that I am making too much fuss, and besides, he is an outsider meddling in other people's affairs, and he can't say it after all. Only then did he suppress the doubts in his heart.

The ancestral hall is a place where the clansmen worship their ancestors or sages. In some villages with a very deep family concept, often a village lives with a surname or several families, and more often build their own family temples to worship their ancestors.

"Daughter Village", don't look at the word "village" in its name, but the daughter village is the same sect as the Tang Dynasty Mansion! Famous in the Three Realms, there are really many women who like to come here to learn art.

The disciples in the sect have always been rich, how can they all be in the same clan? Where does this ancestral hall begin?

Looking at this stage now, the woman in front of her actually said that it was an ancestral hall, and there must be some secret in it. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a forbidden place for the entire daughter village sect.

But to be honest, the swordsman is really not curious about other people's things, he just wants to withdraw now, "Can you let the bone elf go?" As he spoke, he pointed to the bone elf who was dancing alone on the stage and said, "It's her." ”

"Put?" How could the woman agree, the water sleeves are the same, divided into two ends, and each wrapped the swordsman and the bone elf: "Just stay here and accompany me!" ”

Such a entanglement is unexpected. But the bone elf was sober, and she looked down: "How can I dress like this, you crazy woman, let me go." ”

She struggled, the white water sleeves seemed to have spirituality, and the more she tried to break free, the more lawless she became, and the tighter the water sleeves would be tied.

"Stop struggling, it's useless." The woman wrapped the water sleeve around her arm, shortened the distance between the two swordsmen and the knights, and flew directly to the stage with them.

"After so many years, I finally got a little bold." She was also pleased.

In terms of qualifications, she can be regarded as the originator of the daughter village, and all generations of heads call her "ancestor".

However, all of them were rats, and only the previous heads dared to come to talk to her, and the purpose was probably to learn the supreme magic of the sect from her.

It is an unwritten rule that the stage is forbidden here, and no one is allowed to approach it except the head. To say that these girls are also clever one by one, and they know that she can't do anything to be in charge, otherwise who can be in charge of this daughter village.

No matter how much the ancestor doesn't understand people, he won't see the sect she established with her own hands burned down like this.

Today, these two outsiders came in to accompany them, and I think they are also happy and relaxed.

"Come with me", the woman pulled her water sleeve, and the swordsman and the bone elf collided together, and she forcibly pulled them into the curtain.

"Help!" The bone elf didn't die until the Yellow River, and he still didn't want to be caught by her like this.

The woman didn't stop her, she didn't even bother to lift her eyelids.

In the curtain, the voice of the bone elf did not stop, and she changed from crying for help to angry scolding. But outside the curtain, there was silence as if nothing had happened, only a gentle breeze to accompany the quiet night.