In the not spacious room, the atmosphere is solemn and slightly awkward. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info for a long time before someone finally spoke, "I don't know the specific reason for this business, but my eldest brother is now hanging by a thread, and I really can't answer your confusion." This time, the first to speak out was Zhang Jiansheng, who has always been silent.

When Fan Yuqing and his party followed Zhang Qianlan into the house, they only saw that the person lying on the bed was almost fainting, not only his face was pale, his lips were black, his lips were black, his mouth was still murmuring in a coma, cold sweat was constantly breaking out between his eyebrows, and his body was trembling from time to time, completely looking pitiful with a short life. Even if there is great incomprehension and resentment, seeing him like this makes people feel compassion that cannot bear to be disturbed.

There was a very beautiful girl sitting beside his bed, from time to time she reached out and wiped away the sweat for him with an embroidered handkerchief, her movements were gentle, and she was not flustered, and when they entered, the girl had glanced at them lightly, and her outstanding appearance and calm bearing really made everyone's eyes shine, and she was secretly amazed, speculating about its origin. And the little girl standing by the bed, her eyes were rolling around, and she didn't say a word from beginning to end.

The room seemed very deadly silent, Yan Shuangshuang's round eyes widened, sullen and angry, but he couldn't yell at a dying person. On the contrary, Feng Xiaoma, who was standing at the door, stared at Hua Yao's back in a daze, and actually muttered, "This cowardly and fearful young master Zhang can marry such a fairy-like lady......" Although he muttered very quietly, it was very clear in the quiet house. Du Xiaoshan and Zhang Jiansheng flew with a sharp look at him at the same time, like a sharp flying knife stuck in him, so frightened that he took two steps back and suddenly shut up.

"She's not Big Brother's ......"

"Qianlan!" Zhang Jiansheng stopped his sister who was trying to explain with a light drink. Hua Yao's matter, there is no need to explain it to anyone, Fan Yuqing and they must not care, what needs to be solved now is because the Zhang family deliberately concealed it, which brought huge losses to their Shuangyan Dart Bureau. Zhang Minzhi once told him in the study that he must not be able to say directly, so maybe he can only think of a way to perfunctory the past...... He closed his eyes and continued, "No matter what, I can only—"

"If he doesn't hand over the ice lotus, even if he goes to the underworld, I will dig three feet into the ground and ask him to explain clearly!" A woman's voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard, plain and awe-inspiring, clear in the quiet courtyard, interrupting Zhang Jiansheng's unspoken words.

When everyone heard the sound, they all looked out of the door, but when they saw the leaves flying, a woman as cold as the moon stood on the wall, with a fierce robe, a long whip in her hand, and a cold cold between her eyebrows, like a cold beauty coming from the snow at night, cold as frost that was not close to human feelings, and her expression was proud like an isolated cedar - Hua Yue, the most famous one among the four protectors of Ziyun Palace.

"It's her ......" Du Xiaoshan's pupils tightened, and she unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword in her hand, and the green tendons suddenly bulged.

The memory of a few days ago came back to her mind like a wave, and the intense emotions that erupted almost overwhelmed her. How the long whip was wielded like lightning, and she hanged her fellow disciples and brothers in an instant, and she still remembers the tragic pictures. In Qingshan, Wuzhou, in the green and cool, inaccessible banana forest, this woman was also the same today, holding a long whip in her hand, fluttering in, she stared at them coldly that day, and ordered forcefully: "Hand over the things." ”

Of course, they will not give in, and then, the cold and arrogant woman who was resisted will go on a killing spree without saying a word......

The corpses of the brothers and sisters with their necks twisted one by one, the pain that they were unable to resist in the face of a powerful enemy, and their final embarrassing escape......

This woman ...... This is the woman...... No matter what, it is unforgivable!

As soon as her eyes opened, her former calmness was thrown out of the clouds, and she was about to rush out of the door when she drew her sword, but Fan Yuqing beside her quickly grabbed the back of her hand and forcibly pushed the sword back into the scabbard.

"You!" She looked up and snorted.

Fan Yuqing still pressed her hand, shook her head and whispered: "Look and talk, don't be impulsive." ”

Du Xiaoshan is a stable person in the end, full of enthusiasm, with just one sentence, he can instantly extinguish and calm down and regain his original sanity. After hesitating for a moment, she let go of her hand and nodded, no longer objecting, but her gaze was always cold, like frozen ice in a deep pool.

Zhang Jiansheng had already rushed to the door first, shouting, "Who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that if he dares to die today, and your Zhang family can't hand over the ice lotus, then I will let all the people here give him a burial." Hua Yue looked around, and his tone was extremely flat, but in these light words, there was full confidence and calmness in taking people's lives while talking and laughing, which shocked everyone in the Zhang family, and their faces were as pale as ashes.

"What a big breath!" Suddenly, a strange sneer sounded, but seeing that the wind was blowing for a while, another person flew in the air, but instead of Hua Yue standing condescendingly on the wall, he directly crossed the wall and landed in the middle of the courtyard. The person who came had a white beard and white eyebrows, a long robe, and a cold and strange expression, he grinned and smiled, and spoke in a very strange voice, his eyes staring at the door motionlessly, but the words were said to Hua Yue: "Whoever the ice lotus flowers in today's house, it is not the girl who has the final say." ”

After speaking, he snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves, dozens of people followed in from outside the courtyard, menacing, surrounding the entire courtyard, all of them with cold eyebrows, wearing white robes of the same style, three peacock feather turbans on their heads, although the weapons were different, but when they looked at this costume, they knew that they must be in the same group with him.

At the same time, a limited number of more than a dozen guards in the courtyard of the Zhang family also hurriedly chased into the courtyard with long knives, panting one by one, staring nervously at the comer, secretly wondering how many chances of survival they could have if they resisted desperately. A few who were a little bold hurried to the porch and blocked Zhang Minzhi's door, revealing a posture of loyal protector. Under the cover of this crowd, a gentle gentleman in Tsing Yi also hurried in, along the wall under the porch, and hurriedly rushed into the house, but no one noticed the change.

Zhang Qianlan, who had been staying in the house, widened her eyes in surprise and called in a low voice, "Mr. Dongfang......" Mr. Dongfang quickly stepped forward and pinched her palm, made a gesture to silence, and she immediately stopped. Zhang Jiansheng, who was originally standing outside the door, also happened to turn his head, and after seeing this scene, he was stunned for a moment, then slowly retreated, and took advantage of the gap that everyone was not paying attention to, and quietly retreated into the house.

Outside the courtyard, Hua Yue frowned unhappily because of the many uninvited guests who suddenly broke in, seeing that these people all had different styles and a lot of people, she was in an irritable mood, and said coldly to the strange old man: "If you don't want to die, leave by yourself, I will not take your life if you are old." ”

The white-eyed robed old man also sneered and said, "The Huayue Protector of the Purple Cloud Palace, he doesn't even know my white-eyed old monster of the Sanqing Sect, it seems that Murong Qi has been dead for too long and doesn't take us seriously." ”

"Hua Yue?" Yan Shuangshuang, who had been watching the excitement all the time, was suddenly stunned, and finally realized where Senior Sister Fangcai's abnormality came from, "My Shuangyan Dart Bureau counted people's lives, but died in your hands?" She was straightforward, directly interrupted the two who spoke, and questioned Hua Yue's figure aloud, not at all like Du Xiaoshan and the others who had many concerns.

"So what?" Hua Yue glanced at her coldly and admitted it calmly, obviously not taking her seriously.

"Then I'll pay for my life here today!" Enraged, Yan Shuangshuang drew his sword and flew towards Hua Yue.

"Shuangshuang!" Du Xiaoshan shouted, but it was too late to stop it.