Leng Feibai has three secret guards under him, and he only obeys his own orders and the dispatch of Prime Minister Wen Zai. The names of the three dark guards www.biquge.info Pen & Fun & Pavilion are called "Cold Light", "Flying Shadow", and "White Charm". "Leng Guang" is good at all kinds of cold weapons, and all of them are first-class sword fighters; "Flying Shadow" is excellent at tracking and raiding, and "White Charm" is good at poison and hidden weapons, which are often difficult to guard against.

When encountering a particularly difficult enemy, Leng Feibai will only dispatch these three secret guards, which are often only a small part of them. And a formation like today...... It's quite surprising!

"Cold light, flying shadow, white charm ......" Leng Qianlian muttered to herself in a trance, saw a certain place in the woods, and continued, "Plus Wen Zai and Wu Xiang, Li Yanqiu, you have such a big face!" At that time, her pursuers were only the lowest-ranking Han Yu Kingdom Forbidden Army.

The phoenix's eyes were dyed with a wry smile. "I wish I hadn't had such a big face. "Face and life, of course he chooses the latter.

Leng Qianlian hummed lightly. "What now?"

Taking out the jade bone fan from his sleeve and shaking it slowly, he hooked a beautiful smile and shrugged.

"I don't know. Li Yanqiu replied as a matter of course, not even a little ashamed. Anyone in this situation will not be able to do anything.

Leng Qianlian was speechless, and after a while, asked, "Do you want to surrender?"

"Joke! How could I do such a thing. The phoenix's eyes showed full disdain, and the look between his eyebrows was arrogant and confident.

Yes, how could a person like him surrender without a fight? Her eyes flickered dimly, she lowered her head and asked sullenly, "Then what now?"

"What should I do......" Shaking the fan a few times, he suddenly smiled mysteriously. "You know, after the first 35 of the 36 is out of use, it's usually the last one that solves the problem. ”

Walk for the top.

In short, one word, escape!

Pulling up Leng Qianlian, who was still in a stunned state, the two figures turned into light smoke in an instant, and the electric light and stone fire broke through in the direction of the sparse secret guards.

Zhuo Bufan, who was hidden in the woods, smiled, shook his feather fan lightly, and said, "Feiying listens to the order, chase!"

Thirty-nine black shadows floated out silently from different directions, ghostly following Li Yanqiu and Leng Qianlian. Stepping lightly on the branches and leaves on her toes, the sound of the wind whirring in her ears, although this was the first time Leng Qianlian had experienced such a fast speed, she couldn't cultivate a happy mood. She glanced behind her and reminded faintly, "It's time to catch up." ”

Li Yanqiu chuckled. "What a nuisance!"

Leng Qianlian pursed her lips and was silent. With all his skills, she is bound to not be able to exert the fastest speed...... Trouble, in fact, it's her, right?

"You can let me go. She turned her head and said indifferently, as if she didn't care. The cold voice is reminiscent of the cold dew wet osmanthus, or the silent cold moon in the middle of the night.

Li Yanqiu glanced at her, sighed lightly, and clenched her cold hand.

"Love, I won't let you go. The light tone is not like a joke, but it is more convincing.

There was a burst of warmth from the left hand that was being held, flooding to the limbs, and then converging into a bubbling hot spring, flowing to a deeper place. The glass eyes become hazy and transparent, as if with the slightest touch of a finger, these flakes will shatter into a brilliant ground.

No one has ever said, no one has said at such a moment, love, I will not let you go......

"Because...... I'd be lost without you!" The nice laugh rang out again, successfully turning the light of water in someone's eyes into fire. "Now, left or right?"

Leng Qianlian looked at the fork in the road in front of her, gritted her teeth and threw down a sentence. "Left!"

Li Yanqiu chose the path on the left according to his words, glanced at the sullen and angry Leng Qianlian next to him, and smiled faintly. It was a supreme pleasure to see her struggling or shedding tears, but unfortunately, he did not have time to appreciate it at the moment.

Behind him, the "flying shadow" was still chasing after him, and Li Yanqiu felt a faint uneasiness in his heart. The path on the left turns out of the woods, and the space in front of you grows larger, so it's much easier to walk, but—

Suddenly, dense feather arrows shot at them, Li Yanqiu raised his body suddenly, pulled Leng Qianlian with his right hand, and flew with a fan with his left hand to block.

- They actually fell into an extraordinary ambush!

"It's the White Charm...... We shouldn't go this way......" Leng Qianlian's face turned pale. The road on the left is smooth and easy to navigate, but the trees on the left and right make it easy to ambush, especially with arrows!

Li Yanqiu snorted, the jade bone fan slashed a light arc, and the three long arrows flew back in the direction they came.

"It's the same on either side, do you think they have the heart of a bodhisattva who has an open net?" Those who achieve great things must be careful and cautious, and cannot leave the enemy the slightest room to fight back. And how could the world-famous Han Kingdom Wenzai and Wu Xiang make such a low-level mistake of a woman's benevolence?

Leng Qianlian was silent. In that case, what's the use of her showing the way?

The golden silk jade bone fan looks golden and dazzling, flashy, in fact, its fan handle is made of hard and flexible "jade bone". Each fan handle can draw out a jade bone piece of equal length, whether it is an exhibition or a combination, the attack power is full.

In front is "White Charm", and in the back is "Flying Shadow", and they will definitely only be beaten when they are flanked by the two sides. With a turn of thought, Li Yanqiu stopped fighting, picked up Leng Qianlian with one hand, and flew quickly towards the slope on the left.

"Aren't you afraid of encountering 'cold light' again?" Since the front and rear sides are arranged like this, it is very likely that the left and right sides are "cold light".

"Well, good question!" said insincerely.

Can it be said that his luck is not too bad? When Li Yanqiu ran out of about a cup of tea, and he saw the people lined up in front of him to greet him, this question suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Brother Qiu, what a coincidence, what a coincidence, I didn't expect us to meet so soon. The white-clothed man with a smile on his face shaking a feather fan is the Han Yu Kingdom Wen Zai Zhuo Bufan, and the beautiful young man next to him who is dressed in green clothes and is as quiet as an abyss is the Han Yu Kingdom Martial Minister. Behind the two of them stood a dozen samurai dressed in ordinary costumes, naturally the ones who were disguised as guests in the tea shed.

"Cold Light", "Flying Shadow" and "White Charm" didn't meet, but they met Zhuo Bufan and Cang Halberd, is this fortunate or unlucky?

Li Yanqiu sighed, he thought it was more likely to be the latter.

"Brother Zhuo, please forgive me for not being able to fulfill my promise that I will entertain Brother Zhuo if we meet, well, you know, the situation is ......"

Compared with Li Yanqiu's wry smile, Zhuo Bufan smiled much more happily.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, Brother Qiu's difficulties are understood. The smile became more and more innocent.

"Brother Cang, Duyun Maojian tea is really delicious, if there is a fate, Yanqiu will take out the purple bamboo shoots that have been treasured for many years, and invite the wine to the moon with Brother Cang. ”

Cang Halberd nodded in response. Naturally, he knew that he didn't drink that cup of tea, otherwise he wouldn't be standing here.

What should I do now? After talking about the old days, and then hug your fists and say, "The green mountains do not change, the green water will flow forever", and you can go your separate ways? It's not so easy to think about, how can Wen Zai and Wu Xiang under Leng Feibai get along so well?

Zhuo Bufan's thoughts were actually exactly the same as Li Yanqiu's, as soon as he finished his kind words, he smiled and waved his fan, "Treat Brother Yanqiu well for me!"

The samurai dressed as eighteen guests instantly moved like rabbits, each of the six people held a large net, each stepping on the direction of the gossip, towards Li Yanqiu and Leng Qianlian!

"Heaven and earth!" Leng Qianlian exclaimed. The net is made of incomparable silk, the sword is cut continuously, and with the change of the five elements, even if there are thousands of troops and horses under the net, it is often only a part of being captured. This is something that only appears in legends, and it is actually invited to the stage for the sake of one person...... Li Yanqiu's face is too big!

Li Yanqiu didn't feel how honored, he pulled Leng Qianlian to hide around, and he had to be distracted from the barbs on the net not to scratch the flesh and skin, stick to the drug or something. The Tianluo Net really lives up to its reputation, but seeing the fast speed of the two of them, they can't avoid the gray and black net shadows that seem to be everywhere.

The sweat beads of the eighteen warriors who pulled the big net dripped down, although there were no deserters under the net, but the opponent was Li Yanqiu, a fabulous man...... Their eyes widened, not relaxing his every subtle movement, and eighteen pairs of eyes were all staring at Li Yanqiu's every move, ignoring Leng Qianlian, who had lost his martial arts.

Li Yanqiu also saw this, she was dangerous by his side. With his mind moving, he took a diagonal step with his left foot, stepped on a strange footwork, and with unimaginable speed, he instantly slid out of the encirclement of the big net. He put her aside under the big tree, smiled at her hurriedly, and turned around to meet the net shadow that followed. The jade-white silhouette shuttled back and forth in the gaps of the great net.

Zhuo Bufan's face changed, and the hand shaking the fan stopped.

"Just ......"

Cang Ji's eyebrows raised slightly, and he said lightly: "You read that right, he did come out from under the net." ”

Zhuo Bufan's face turned dark, in this case, has he been teasing them?

His eyes swept to the goose-yellow figure under the tree, and the laughing nest on the left became obvious again, and he called out with a smile: "Halberd ......"

"Understood. Cang Halberd nodded, and the cyan figure instantly swept towards the big tree, and the singing snow sword flashed with a cold glow and swung towards the defenseless Leng Qianlian. Leng Qianlian was stunned, and the next moment, the sharp tip of the sword had already pointed at her delicate snow neck.

"Halberd ......" Leng Qianlian called in a low voice, her eyes complicated.

"Your weapons. The tip of the cang's halberd sword pointed at Leng Qianlian, condensed but not spoken.

Such a familiar tone, such a familiar sentence, as if every moonlit night, when he came to teach her to practice martial arts, he would say lightly, your weapon.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, her pale white lips lifted up in relief, and her glass-like transparent eyes were dyed with an even smile, and she said softly, "Yes, Master......"

The heavenly silk shot out from the wrist, like a silver slender spirit snake wrapped around the snow sword. Although her martial arts were sealed and she did not have the slightest internal force, the heavenly silk was launched with a machine spring, which did not consume internal force, but focused on strain and dexterity. Without martial arts to protect her body, at most, her body is not so flexible, which will not affect her moves.

The body of the sword seems to be infused with the soul of the master, and the human sword is one, and it is impossible to tell where the figure is and where the sword light is. Although the celestial silk is as flexible as a snake, as long as it touches the sword light, it is like touching the nemesis of fate, and it will immediately freeze. The sword light intertwined into a dense net, blocking the way out of the Heavenly Silk in every direction.

Leng Qianlian bit her lip, she knew that Cang Halberd did not use the slightest internal force. The reason why she fell behind was not because of her martial arts being sealed, but because she was originally inferior to Mordden.

Cang Ji is her master.

On the other side, Li Yanqiu shuttled back and forth in the big net, his jade-white figure was like a glimpse of light, even if he was facing the net of heaven and earth, he was at ease. Zhuo Bufan smiled coldly and said: "A to B, to leave and exchange, life to death." ”

Before his words fell, the eighteen people made a slight mistake, and the sky and earth suddenly changed directions. Three nets turned into one net, and one net turned out to be thousands of nets, full of samurai dressed as guests, everywhere there were net shadows, and the jade white figure under the net shadow was almost forced into a dead end.

Li Yanqiu hooked his lips and chuckled, he really moved! So...... All right!

The figure in the net is becoming more and more psychedelic and ethereal, like an immortal in the clouds, the divine light protects the body, and the colorful glow is clutched, and it is impossible to distinguish which is the entity and which is the illusion. The eighteen warriors stared and stared, but they couldn't see where Li Yanqiu's entity was, and there was just a white expanse in front of them. The only thing that is certain is that he is still in the net.

for the white light is in the net...... For the time being......

The fan stopped again, and dense beads of sweat oozed from the corners of Zhuo Bufan's forehead, and the one in the net was still a human?

Now that I know the meaning of Gongzi's words, they can't keep Li Yanqiu. If Li Yanqiu wants to leave, no one can stay!

The figure in the net swam like a light smoke, and his face changed, and he quickly rushed out of the encirclement of the net and pounced on Leng Qianlian at an inhuman speed!

Leng Qianlian didn't know what was going on, the last moment she and Cang Halberd were fighting against each other, like practicing moves under the moonlit night, coming and going, all of them were non-hostile exchanges. And the next moment, the Singing Snow Sword was wrapped with a heavy internal force, and each move was more unstoppable than the other. She was stretched thin and could no longer parry. Seeing the cold sword body shining with a cold glow and stabbing at her, she froze in place and couldn't react.

The halberd was as calm as ever, as calm as ever...... Indifferent. Did he really want to kill her? Halberd only listened to his brother's orders, and it was his brother who asked him to kill her? She looked blankly at the tip of the sword that was getting closer and closer, lowered her hands, and closed her eyes.

If Halberd really wants to kill her, then this life is for him. Leng Qianlian is a person who is easily addicted to warmth, and she always can't get what she wants. Among the few tenderness she had received in the past, Morberd was a ...... If he really wanted to kill her, she wouldn't resist......

The sound of the sword cutting through the air seemed to be able to be captured with her ears, and she felt the sharp sword qi approaching her heart, and her mind was empty. "Ka", a subtle and crisp sound, the jade bone fan sang the snow sword, and the snow sword was only in the air for a moment, just a meal - and then the pale and delicate, extremely beautiful and extremely calm hand actually abandoned the snow sword, and without hesitation, he drew another dark sword, and stabbed straight into Leng Qianlian's chest!

The Singing Snow Sword is a sword of the mother and son.

However, the sword stabbed at Leng Qianlian, not Li Yanqiu.

"Wow-bump-"

Leng Qianlian was pushed backwards by a strong force, the man hugged her and snorted, then raised his head, his eyes blinked, and he always smiled lazily: "Girl, be careful!"

"Tick, tick, tick......"

Her eyes were drawn by strange sounds, and she looked at his chest, where the jade-white cloth on his chest turned into a blood-red patch as if it had been splashed with paint, rapidly expanding and spreading. She stared blankly at the Singing Snow Sword Zijian, which was stuck in his back and almost pierced his entire chest, and opened her lips, but she couldn't say anything.

Can't think...... She looked at his pale face, but she still smiled, smiled easily...... Why are you laughing, isn't it painful...... Her throat was blocked by something, she gasped with difficulty, and a dense pain came from her heart, and she trembled and stretched out her fingers, wanting to touch but not daring to touch.

"Love, don't cry......" The cold fingers touched her cheeks, like a cold chess piece losing its temperature. He raised a feeble smile, a smile that was sloppy, scoundrel, still full of intimacy.