In the spring of March, in the far suburbs of the holy capital of Tianshuo Kingdom, the undulating Qingfeng Mountain is lush with trees, full of greenery, white clouds in the blue sky, and flocks of birds soaring into the sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the official road at the foot of the mountain, a black horse galloped in, dusty.

"Drive, drive!" The purple-clothed girl on horseback was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a long whip in her hand on the horse's buttocks, her delicate face was covered with dust, her hair was messy, and her hand holding the reins trembled.

Huh~~ A silver arrow flashed through the air with cold light, and the cold arrow flew past the cheek of the purple-clothed girl, nailed into the tree on the side of the road, and the feathers trembled and buzzed.

There was a hot stinging pain on her face, and the girl in purple raised her hand, and when she saw the bright red in her palm, she screamed, and was tossed by the horse, and almost fell off the horse. She wiped her face twice with her sleeve, and the whip in her hand whipped harder and harder. Disfigurement is better than death!

On the top of the cliff in the valley, a black shadow stood in the wind, the breeze blew her hair flying, a pair of cold and lonely eyes in the autumn pupils, revealing a trace of bloodthirsty cruelty, she was wearing a black tunic suit, outlining a slender and graceful curve, the cuffs were tied up to reveal a white and delicate wrist, holding the bow and arrows, and lowering her eyes sideways to aim at the purple shadow of the horse galloping wildly in the valley, the arrows with silver light slowly moved with the purple ball, the fingers were loosened, and the arrows flew away like lightning through the wind, and the next moment, There was a manic and painful neighing of horses in the valley, and I saw that the purple-clothed girl on horseback had been overturned and thrown out by the black horse with an arrow in the tail, screaming and smashing to the ground, rolling a few times and hitting a tree before stopping, she moaned in pain, her whole body was scattered like a fight, and her back hurt even more so that she was unconscious. In the sun, the black shadow on the top of the cliff is like a black eagle soaring under the blue sky.

The purple-clothed girl propped herself up and sat against the tree, a fishy sweetness welled up in her throat, and she spat out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the grass. In the dazzling sunlight, another long arrow whizzed, her heart jumped to her throat, she screamed and closed her eyes, there was a bang above her head, the sharp arrow shot through her bun on the trunk of the tree, cut off a handful of hair, she looked at the top of the cliff with a blank gaze, and a smell emanated from under her, and then her eyes rolled and she passed out.

At the top of the cliff, the cherry blossom-like lips of the black powersuit girl flashed with a cold smile, and her crisp voice shook like a silver bell in the wind, "Dark Wing, my archery skills seem to have improved again......"

The man in Xuanyi behind her looked cold, "Ruolan, you don't kill her?" ”

"It's so boring to kill...... she threw the longbow to him, "heal her wounds, and send her to the Peony Pavilion ...... when she is poisoned."

Darkwing Sword frowned slightly, staring at the weak and slender back of the girl in front of him.

A carriage stopped at the back door of General Zhenyuan's mansion, the slender and fair-skinned Hao wrist lifted the curtain, and the little maid waiting at the door trotted forward to help the green-clothed girl in the car get out of the car.

The green-clothed girl had a veil on her face, leaning on the maid who was half a head shorter than her, her steps were fine, and she looked like a beautiful flower shining on the water and a weak willow supporting the wind.

"Lan'er, where did you go out?" Zhou Xian, the second son of the General's Mansion, stood under the corridor with his hands in his hands, and seemed to be waiting for her here.

Mu Ruolan stopped, bowed, and her soft voice revealed a hint of weakness, "I went to Panlong Temple outside the city to offer incense and pray for blessings, how could my cousin be at home?" I remember that the college holiday had not yet arrived. ”

Zhou Xian took a few steps closer to her, "I received Xiu'er's flying pigeon message, and I took leave with the dean and rushed back, is there something wrong in the house?" What about Xiu'er? As he spoke, he reached out and tore off the veil from her face, revealing a beautiful and delicate face.

Mu Ruolan took a step back without a trace to avoid his direct gaze, and said seemingly unintentionally, "I don't know what my cousin said in the Flying Pigeon Biography?" She held a silver needle in her right hand, which hung down her sleeve.

Zhou Xian felt her avoidance, and his eyes darkened, "I just said that I had something important to discuss, and asked me to go back to the house immediately, but now that I am back, she has run away." ”

"A few **** ago, I heard my cousin say that she was not satisfied with the husband-in-law candidates set by her uncle for her, and also said that she already had a sweetheart and would never marry those gentlemen, I think she may be awkward because of this matter!" Mu Ruolan put away the silver needle and said jokingly.

"Is that so?" Zhou Xian frowned, and asked again, "Does Lan'er know who her 'sweetheart' is?" ”

Mu Ruolan raised her eyes in amazement and said hesitantly, "This ...... It's about my cousin's reputation, I don't dare to talk nonsense, my cousin should find my cousin and ask her in person! ”

Zhou Xian nodded, and beckoned the guards in the house to go out with him to find someone.

"Miss, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for the second son to go around looking for Zhou Xiu like this." Seeing that there was no one around, the maid Biyu, who was originally supporting Mu Ruolan, no longer supported her, but followed her slowly towards the east courtyard.

"He doesn't dare to blatantly look for someone, just let him toss, just in case, let Leng Jian stare at him." Mu Ruolan glanced at the black shadow that flashed at the end of the corridor with a faint expression, paused, and said to Biyu, "Send more people to protect Gongzi." ”

Jasper bowed her head and said, "Yes." "I secretly said in my heart that Gongzi's martial arts are world-beating, and no one in the world can match it, and Miss really cares about Gongzi so much that she doesn't allow him to make any mistakes.

The sunset is slanting in the west, and the orange-red color glow dyes the sky red for half a day, and the layers of crimson are poignant and gorgeous.

Mu Ruolan stared at the sky, her lips were covered with a touch of red light, the remnant sun was like blood, her beauty was like a fairy stepping on the clouds, and the glow of the sky was no match for a shallow smile on her lips.