Hua Xiangrong just lowered her head and played the piano, with a triumphant smile on the corner of her mouth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The eyes of the woman on the other side have begun to blur, and the eyes of the man who has always been in spirit have also begun to lose concentration.

At the end of the song, there was a sound of clapping.

"It's really good." A man's voice sounded, and his figure flashed, and he appeared beside Hua Xiangrong.

It was a tall man dressed in a cerulean tight-sleeved tunic with his hair simply pulled up, a copper mask on his face, and a pair of black leather gloves on his hands.

He pinched his fingers and tapped them lightly on Hua Xiangrong's shoulder.

Hua Xiangrong exclaimed in surprise, threw herself forward, and accidentally touched the strings, making a bang. She frowned, revealing a hint of pain, her beautiful face turned pale, and her palms rested on her shoulders, covering the position that had been clicked by the masked man, and pressed gently.

Seeing Hana's appearance, the masked man chuckled softly, pinching her chin with his thumb and forefinger, forcing her to look up at himself.

Hua Xiangrong glanced at him, then lowered her eyelids and stared at something casually, but she just didn't look forward.

"Tsk," the masked man stepped forward and sniffed the body fragrance of Hua Xiangrong, and then let out a satisfied moan, "Beauty is beauty, even the smell on the body is so charming." ”

A hint of disgust flashed in Hua Xiangrong's eyes.

The masked man snorted, let go of Hua Xiangrong, pinched his wrist, and took two steps forward.

When his eyes fell on Xi Muyan, his eyes lit up again.

"Today is really a big harvest."

The masked man said, a whip appearing in his hand. As soon as his arm was raised, he wrapped it around Xi Muyan's neck, and then pulled it hard.

Xi Muyan felt as if he was trapped somewhere, surrounded by an ethereal white mist. Other than that, there was nothing, she tried to stand up, but found that her limbs were limp and could not exert her strength, and she tried to shout loudly, but found that she could not make a sound at all.

She closed her eyes to sense.

With the improvement of her cultivation. The strength of her divine consciousness also increased, but she didn't have the corresponding means of spiritual attack, and she didn't need it because she had a treasure mountain.

There is no breath of life in the white sea of fog.

Xi Muyan carefully searched every inch of this corner, for fear of missing something, and finally paid off, and let her discover a special place.

Although she was in the sea of fog, she found a light boat. However, the futon-sized foothold is hidden in the thickest corner of the fog, and when you look at it, you will only think that it is a white flower formed by the fog.

Xi Muyan was overjoyed. In this hellish place, anything unusual could be an opportunity to get out. Just when she was still worried about the weakness of her limbs, she found that under the movement of her mind, her body had fallen on the boat, and the spiritual power gushed out from under her feet, and the boat slid out lightly.

"I didn't expect that. Miaoyin Gongzi came to the appointment of the beauty, and he actually brought a big beauty, but coincidentally, it was cheaper for me. The masked man clasped Xi Muyan's neck, his fingers slid over her face, and then landed on the belt around her waist.

Just as he was about to reach out to untie it, he was held down by a thin palm.

"Sixth master, don't lose a big one because of a small one."

The person who came was a dry little old man-like figure.

His eyes were cloudy, his face was thin, and his beard was white. He looks like a gentleman in the market, not like a monk at all.

The palm of the masked man's hand was steady and powerful.

His tone was respectful, but his demeanor was completely opposite, unfazed by the masked man's angry eyes. The masked man struggled. found that his clasped palm couldn't move at all, so he had to snort in displeasure.

This voice represents softness. The thin old man let go of his hand expressionlessly.

The masked man pinched his wrist and squinted slightly, and his color flashed.

Then he laughed hesitantly, and let go of the hand that was holding Xi Muyan's neck.

Xi Muyan's body fell softly, but he was caught at the moment he hit the ground. The thin old man had no different color for the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, and with a movement of his arm, he threw Xi Muyan back to his seat.

Originally, Xi Muyan was sitting against Xi Yan, but this time and again, the whole person had no support, so he leaned his head on Xi Yan's shoulder.

The masked man looked at the scene in front of him, shook his hand and turned around, and snorted a little unwillingly, "Kudaozi, how long do I think you can take care of me?" ”

Kudaozi glanced at him expressionlessly, and a strange smile appeared on his dry face.

Hua Xiangrong was originally sitting there, but when she saw the two arguing, she quietly got up and retreated to the corner, she crossed her arms and curled up there, like a startled rabbit.

The masked man saw her in a blink of an eye, as if he was interested again, and stretched the ten fingers of his hands behind his back, and walked towards Hua Xiangrong.

didn't forget to order, "The two people over there will be handed over to you by Kudaozi." ”

Kudaozi stared at his back, flashing a trace of resentment.

It's just that his voice didn't fall, and something happened suddenly.

The coercion plummeted, and a strong force surged from behind, and he felt that the hairs on his whole body were ripe, and this sense of danger was too strong, so that he had to temporarily avoid the edge, and his body retreated sharply.

And that danger is on its heels.

He turned around in shock, only to find that it was an ice pick formed by the condensation of ice, and the sharp corners of the ice pick were facing his heart! He fled in a panic and inadvertently glanced at Kudaozi.

At this time, Kudaozi was also in danger.

His thin palms were glowing with rich black, and the green tendons were bursting up, with his understanding of the dry Daozi, the strength of this grasp was no less than a thousand catties, but at this moment, the palms of those hands were gently pinched by two fingers, and they couldn't move at all!

Ku Daozi had an unbelievable look on his face, and in the next second, a terrible scream came out of his mouth.

His palm was severed by Qi Gen!

Kudaozi watched as his palms were swirled into a lump of flesh!

Blood gushed out, pain hit like a sea of mountains, and blood splattered. Wet Xi Yan's gorgeous clothes.

The tips of Xi Yan's fingers flashed, and then disappeared, and after twisting the palms of the withered Daozi, his body turned sharply. A finger pointed at the Lingtai acupoint behind the dry Daozi.

The practice of dry Daozi is special, and the key protection position for ordinary cultivators is the dantian, but he is not, because he has gone wrong in his practice, he has opened a hole in the Lingtai acupoint, which is specially used to pour out excess uncontrollable spiritual power. At this time, he was pointed out by Xi Yan, and a tricky energy penetrated into his body, like an incomparably flexible long snake, running around in his body, but it was extremely slippery and difficult to control.

The dry road suddenly froze to the ground.

Xi Yan took out a black filament from his hand and threw it at the dry Daozi, the filament seemed to have spirituality, and it grew a lot in a swish, and it wrapped the dry Daozi up and down. At the end, I tied a beautiful bow.

Xi Yan breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at the other two people on the battlefield.

The masked man was already in danger at the moment, he lost the opportunity, and was smashed down by Xi Muyan's head and face with several big moves, hurting his internal organs, and he couldn't fight back. However, Xi Muyan's ice pick seemed to have spirituality, and every time he was ahead of the enemy, he couldn't escape, so he could only dodge in a small area, but every time he dodged, he had to hang a color on his body.

"Mu Yan, stop playing."

Xi Yan leaned on the edge of the table and said with a slight smile.

Xi Muyan smiled crisply, the magic trick in his hand changed, and his movements were so fast that even Xi Yan's eyesight could only see an afterimage.

Arms are raised and pressed. The huge ice picks that were originally whistling after the mask split up and turned into a thin spear suit, forming a circle, hula and stabbing towards the masked man in the middle.

Blood splattered.

Xi Muyan hurriedly opened a water curtain to isolate the blood and qi.

The masked man collapsed to the ground. Moans of pain.

"It's a tribute to you."

Looking at the dead pig-like body of the masked man, Xi Muyan stretched out his foot and kicked him, turning him over.

A sharp stroke of finger slid through the mask, and the mask stabbed and cracked in half.

Xi Muyan saw the man's face, and his eyebrows couldn't help jumping.

She took two steps back and looked back at Xi Yan.

Xi Yan was also stunned when he saw the man, and then a black filament popped out from the tips of his fingers, tying the masked man firmly.

Hua Xiangrong took a deep breath and stood up quietly.

"Where are you going?"

Xi Muyan's figure flashed, blocking in front of Hua Xiangrong.

Thinking that it was Hua Xiangrong's piano sound that caused him to almost be taken advantage of by the masked man, Xi Muyan felt uncomfortable, and he had seen Hua Xiangrong unpleasant before, and now he didn't have a good impression of her.

"I ......" Hua Xiangrong seemed to be a frightened little white rabbit, seeing Xi Muyan's fierce appearance, her body trembled, and when she raised her head again, her eyes were full of moisture, and the tears seemed to be about to fall.

"I had no choice but to do it...... I really ......."

Xi Muyan frowned, she really couldn't see Hua Xiangrong's delicate appearance.

glanced at Xi Yan not far away, the guy was holding his arms, looking like he was watching a good show.

Hua Xiangrong seemed to guess Xi Muyan's disgust with her weak appearance, so she forced back the tears that were about to fall, raised her hand to wipe her face, and accepted her fate, her eyes were closed, and her chin was raised.

"In short, I'm sorry for you, I'll do whatever you want."

Xi Muyan almost laughed out loud when she saw her like this. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that this woman's acting skills can be called perfect.

At the same time, there is also a deep sense of frustration that he is not as good as a weak woman who grew up in the boudoir when he lives again.

Of course, this emotion is only a matter of a moment.

Xi Muyan raised his finger and looked a little empty on Hua Xiangrong's forehead.

A white light crept in, then vanished into nothingness.

"You don't have to be like this, as the eldest lady of the Hua family, Hua Miaoyi's sister-in-law, I won't do anything to you, at most, ask for some compensation from Hua Miaoyi." Xi Muyan tidied up his clothes and looked at Xi Yan, "Did you say yes?" ”

Hua Xiangrong opened her eyes and saw Xi Yan shaking her head with a slight smile.

"Today's matter, I'm afraid it's not so easy to end, Miss Hua, are you mentally prepared?" (To be continued)