Qishuang looked at his hand holding his hair, and he was holding his orchid fingers, looking like a sissy, which made her even more evil. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yo, it turns out that I called the wrong one, it's not a boy, it's a girl." Qishuang pretended to be embarrassed and laughed as she spoke, but her eyes were too mocking.

The man's hand brushing his hair no longer went down, but pinched his hair, sipping it back and forth, and his long eyes were shining with a faint cold light.

"Your parents didn't teach you what politeness is!" The man spoke, his voice also cold and cold.

Qishuang snorted disdainfully, slapped her mouth in front of her nose, and said in disgust, "It stinks~ Who is farting!" “

As soon as she finished speaking, the man's hand pinching her hair ran down the ends of her hair, and she shook her hand and pointed at Qishuang.

I saw a silver needle suddenly appear in mid-air, about a finger long, dyed red by the setting sun.

Qishuang's reaction was also extremely fast, he turned his head all of a sudden, and the hand that was fanning the wind in front of his nose, his wrist was instantly straightened, his middle finger and index finger were separated, and he grabbed the silver needle that was flying by the side of his cheek.

Luo Li's eyes widened, looking at the silver needle that was less than a knuckle away from his eyeball, and swallowed and foamed in fear.

Qishuang squinted at the man, only to see a red light in mid-air coming straight towards her.

Turning his head and shaking his hand, he reflected the silver needle in his hand, and in mid-air, the two silver needles met, the tip of the needle was against the tip of the needle, and then it was broken into pieces together.

I saw that the man's hand was like caressing the piano, his fingers were linked, and the red light appeared.

Before the silver needle shot in front of Qishuang, he saw a group of people coming down from the verdant mountain peak behind the man, all dressed in white covered with green yarn, and with green scarves tied on their heads, divided into two rows, each holding a long sword.

Every 100 meters or so, a pair stopped, holding a sword and standing facing Qishuang's side.

And as soon as Qishuang shook his hand, four thorn iron balls flew out.

The iron ball collided with the silver needle, and this time the iron ball relied on its own weight, pressed over the silver needle, and continued to fly towards the man.

Before they could fly, the last pair of the two rows of people who came down from the mountain also took their positions, and slightly crossed the position of the white horse.

As soon as they stood firm, the two drew their swords in unison and slashed at each other.

Xu felt the danger, and the white horse stepped on his hooves restlessly, but the man stroked the white horse's mane unhurriedly, and he had no intention of making another move.

Seeing his expression, Qishuang glanced at the people on both sides of the road again, and put down his hand in a witty manner.

"Who are they?" Qishuang asked Luo Li in a low voice, since he brought it, he must know where the demons and monsters came out.

"Qingyun Sect." Luo Li replied simply.

The two men at present had already broken the thorn iron ball of Qishuang in half with a sword, and fell to the ground weakly.

Then he turned around cleanly, and also stood in the direction of Qishuang, and the handsome man on the left said, "Offended, in order to ensure the safety of every guest, I will not allow any fights and brawls, please forgive me." ”

What he said was not polite, but it was already polite, because this was the Qingyun Sect, and he could speak like this as a disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

"It doesn't matter." Qishuang said a word, and looked at the man who was turning his head.

The other party turned sideways, his long eyes were slanted at Qishuang, the corners of his mouth provoked a sneer, and the reins in his hand were raised, and he was already riding forward.

"Excuse me." Qishuang clenched his fists and said politely to the Qingyun Sect disciple who had spoken before.

"Please." The Qingyun Sect disciple said, and also nodded slightly to Qishuang.

So Qi Shuang and the man, who were still tense before, at this time, rode their horses towards Qingyun Peak one after another.

Qi Shuang's eyes seemed to inadvertently sweep over the Qingyun Sect disciples on both sides, and it was really a big faction, these disciples looked young one by one, but when they went down the mountain before, they couldn't run away from dust, at least they didn't have to say anything about this light skill.

"What else is there for the state funeral of the former dynasty?" Qishuang asked.

Luo Li was stunned for a moment, and said with some surprise, "Don't you care about the situation in front of you?" ”

"What is in front of me is just a small knot on the rope, and what binds you and me is the rope, the rope of the state funeral of the previous dynasty!" Qishuang said, pulled the veil out of the burden again, and put it on his face.

"Aren't you looking for Wenmo's whereabouts? When did you think about the former dynasty again? ”

"You see a treasure in front of you, don't you pick it up?"

"I don't pick it up."

"I'll pick it up!"

Seeing that Qishuang was so resolute, Luo Li rolled his eyes and said, "The enemy country, in addition to money, is naturally force!" “

Hearing this, Qishuang turned her head away, half-tilted her head, and Luo Li stared at each other from a distance that could be heard by breath, both wanting to see through each other, but just like the veil that was blown by the wind between the two of them, the hearts of the two people were also separated by the veil, looking thin, but they covered everything vaguely.

"Tell me all of this so easily, what's your idea?" Qishuang asked, and the light veil that was blown by the wind against her lips also moved.

Luo Li smiled sheepishly, raised his hand and turned Qishuang's head back, and said, "Ghost idea!" “

Qishuang's head was twisted by Luo Li, and then he saw that the two of them had arrived at the foot of the mountain, the cleaned stone steps, layer by layer, and the figure of the man before had disappeared at a bend, and it seemed that he could no longer ride a horse.

"Two, please dismount, I will take care of it." A woman in a blue gauze dress guarding the foot of the mountain spoke.

Qishuang nodded, and then got off the horse with Luo.

When he handed Xiaohong to the woman, he patted Xiaohong's horse head and muttered, "Wait for me to come back." ”

After Xiaohong shook her head and rubbed it on Qishuang's palm, she was honestly handed over by the woman to a female disciple beside her and taken away.

After reluctantly looking at it, Qishuang sighed and walked towards the mountain.

When I entered the mountain, I felt that it was cool all of a sudden, and it was when it was about to get dark, giving people a sense of tranquility.

Even on this road up the mountain, there is a disciple of the Qingyun Sect standing on the hundred steps, all wearing cyan gauze clothes, it seems that the seniority between the brothers and sisters is distinguished by the color of this gauze clothes.

This time they were not only armed with swords, but each of them carried a lamp to illuminate the way up the mountain.

The faint evening breeze blew, Qishuang closed his eyes and took a deep breath, only the sound of pine waves was heard in his ears, and the sound blew, and even his heart calmed down.

Luo Li also stopped, looked at Qishuang, and couldn't help but think of the miscellaneous conversations he often heard when he was a child, and there were fairies and ghosts, as well as beautiful and charming goblins.

If there are goblins in this mountain, then it should also be like Qishuang.

A human voice came from behind him, Qishuang slowly opened his eyes, looked at Luo Li, and asked a little suddenly, "Do you say that there will be goblins in this kind of old mountain?" ”