Beyond the boats, wicker hangs down the embankment and stretches to the end of the street. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 In the info tavern, the woman in red sits by the window, her eyebrows are not described, her skin is as white as snow, and her red clothes are like fire. She looked at the place where the boat was, the corners of her eyes deepened, and her lips pursed into a line.

"Xin'er is comfortable today." The bead curtain was suddenly lifted, and a lazy and wanton teenager stepped into the cubicle, sat down in front of the woman so loudly, grabbed the peanuts on the table and sent them to his mouth, without any polite appearance. The woman said coldly: "You don't have nothing to do, you are at ease!" The young man smiled slightly: "At present, it is true. ”

These two people are Huo Qingyuan and Guo Xin'er, who had kidnapped Cen Kexuan in Furong Town. Since the Golden Scale Inn left, they rushed to this place directly, much earlier than Cen Kexuan and his party stopped to rest. Speaking of which, the days of waiting for the arrival of their group were indeed extremely boring.

Guo Xin'er ignored him, and redirected her gaze to the place where the painting boat was, Huo Qingyuan moved a position, dragged the stool to the window, and lay on the edge of the window with her hands, faintly seeing the figures of the two people sitting upright in the painting boat, one was like a hidden person, and the other was like a born immortal, which was admirable. He suddenly said: "The legendary son of Mo Yin is indeed outstanding in appearance and extraordinary in temperament. He squinted at the red-clothed girl on the side, clasped one finger on the window, and said meaningfully: "I don't know if his martial arts are as brilliant as rumored." ”

Guo Xin'er sneered: "Usually guys who are not as good as others like to take advantage of their mouths. Huo Qingyuan looked very well aware, as if he had already seen through her: "You see, women are like this." Guo Xin'er said: "What? He shook his head: "Judge people by their appearance." Guo Xin'er didn't laugh angrily: "Could it be that you think he is easy to deal with?" ”

She arrived in Luoyang early, and she was prepared in every possible way, and she was already ready to fight with this person, could it be that she still needed this guy who didn't know what to do? Huo Qingyuan naturally heard her displeasure, immediately turned his face, raised his hands and confessed: "You have wronged me, I am just worried about you." After all, if it is planted in his hands, things will be in trouble. It's not easy for you to explain to the pavilion master. Huo Qingyuan kindly reminded: "You have already messed up the last time, if you ...... it again this time"

She glanced at him and sneered.

"You're really not worried?" Huo Qingyuan asked her exaggeratedly, "In short, I advise you to be careful, since you still want to stay in Xiliang Pavilion, don't be the master of the Yang and Yin without permission, the pavilion master doesn't have a good impression of you, be careful It didn't take long to sweep you out of the house, and let you fend for yourself." He sat down lazily, threw a peanut in his hand into the air, and then raised his head and put it in his mouth, talking about worry, but the expression on his face was still pleasant.

After all, he's always been a guy who doesn't know what to do.

Guo Xin'er looked out the window again, the smile on her face still faded, and then she said in a low voice: "I have my own measure." ”

The sun sinks, the night comes, solemn and long. The moon hung high above the treetops, the night breeze was cold, and the sound of the blade breaking through the air came suddenly in the silent night, piercing the bulging bedding in the bed curtain. Before he could pierce it, the owner of the sword seemed to notice a trace of strangeness, suddenly stopped the sharp sword momentum, quickly stretched out his left hand, and lifted the quilt almost rudely, empty!

"Poof!" His whole body suddenly froze, and he quickly turned sideways and retreated sharply, narrowly avoiding the sword qi that came from the side. The sword was delicate and swift, as nimble and sharp as a fish swimming in water, and when he looked up, a man with a restrained eyebrow was attacking him with a sword, and he rolled over to dodge, his eyes dark.

"I've been waiting here for a long time tomorrow night, and tonight, I'm afraid Your Excellency won't be able to leave alive." The person who attacked him just now said coldly.

The man in black stood quietly indoors, dressed in pitch black and carrying a sharp sword, obviously a killer, but this time his target had already been diverted. He naturally saw Mingxiao's killing intent, so he didn't think about it and greeted him with a sword. The two quickly grappled together, and for a while, the sword light flashed in the entire room, refracting a cold light in the night. The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, but in half a moment, the intertwined sound and shadow had already jumped out of the room together, and continued to fight in the courtyard.

"There are assassins! There are assassins! ”

When the guards in the park heard about the fight, they quickly rushed over, surrounded the two of them, and wanted to come forward to help, but they had no choice but to see that the figures of the two people were elusive and unpredictable, and the swordsmanship moves were even more unpredictable.

"Miss!" Dou Lan exclaimed, shocked. She knew that Miss and Bai Gongzi had not returned all day, and had already guessed that the three points were wrong, although she didn't ask, but it was impossible to sleep peacefully anyway, tossing and turning until late at night, and finally heard a burst of blades intersecting outside, she hurriedly got dressed, carefully hid behind the door, and came out to peek secretly to see what was going on.

But after seeing a fight with the assassin on the night of tomorrow, they finally parted amidst the sound of swords and stood proudly on both sides of the courtyard. The assassin was dressed in a black coat, with a tall posture, and he looked to be in his early twenties, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was like ice. The long black sword he held in his hand trembled with the sound of the sword, and it carried the same aura of slaughter as the others.

Mingxiao's expression was secretly restrained: "Brother Tai can still compete with Mingxiao when he comes with an injury, which is really admirable." But......" He changed his words, and his voice gradually sank: "Since the head of the family has his life first, Mingxiao will not show mercy today." ”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding guards learned that the assassin was injured, and they suddenly became much more emboldened. Two of the leaders with slightly higher martial arts skills quickly exchanged glances with each other, and then, like arrows from the string, they flew up in unison, attacking the killer on the left and right.

The killer took a few steps back, swung his sword to counteract, and easily dissolved the formation of the two people, but unexpectedly, he took advantage of this attack tomorrow night, he raised his sword to resist, and suddenly pulled the old injury, only to feel a pain in his shoulder, and the hand holding the sword suddenly lost his strength, and slowed down by half a minute. Mingxiao's sword had quickly pierced into the old wound on his shoulder, and the wound that had already healed half a minute was soaked in gushing blood, and the pain made him almost faint.

Mingxiao didn't stop there, but continued to press his force backwards, and the killer clutched the blade of the sword on his chest, and retreated all the way until his back hit the trunk of the tree behind him, and the leaves on his head fell from the impact.

"The lonely sword Mingxiao that shocked the rivers and lakes really deserves its name!" He gasped sharply, the palm holding the blade of the sword was already a blur of flesh and blood, and the blood fell to the ground one by one, hidden in the night. The sword had pierced through his shoulder, even into the trunk of a tree.

Mingxiao said lightly: "Offended." Before the words fell, the sword was pulled out of the other party's body, and the man's whole body trembled again, almost fainting. Mingxiao turned his backhand, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at his throat. Seeing that this killer was about to die, Mingxiao suddenly felt that the sword body shook, and was hit by something that flew in the dark, and the whole hand was shocked and numb, and the lonely sword that never left his hand actually fell to the ground.

"Who?" He turned around vigilantly, only to feel a white shadow suddenly flash in front of him, like a gust of wind rushing by, ruffling his hair and the corners of his clothes, and before he could react, the figure disappeared without a trace.

And the place where the killer was originally located before has long been gone, leaving only a pool of dark red blood that has not dried, showing that everything in Fang Cai is not an illusion.

The surrounding guards let out an incredible exclamation as if they had seen a ghost, and then began to whisper. Anxiety, surprise, surprise, panic, all kinds of emotions spread, even Doulan, who was hiding on the side and peeking, couldn't believe her eyes, opened her mouth wide and couldn't speak.

Mingxiao pursed the corners of her mouth, and the lines of her face were tense and almost stiff, as if the flow of air around her had stagnated. The figure had just swept past him, almost grazing the corners of his clothes, so he knew better than everyone present that it was definitely not a speed that mortals in the world could have.

Banjiang Tower, Bauhinia Pavilion, the waning moon hangs high, and the night breeze is cool like water. The man in white slowly stepped into the courtyard, and was meeting Jinyue who opened the door, the wicker floated like silk on her side, and the smoke flowed, and she smiled softly and tactfully. "She's already asleep." She whispered, "It's still a little girl's house, and after chattering for a while, I began to get tired." ”

Bai Moyin stopped, looked past Jinyue to look in the direction of the house, and said in a low voice: "She ......"

"She asked about your past. Like a child, he asks about everything. Jinyue took his words, with a smile in her eyes and a sly look, "You say...... Should I be honest? ”

Bai Moyin's mind immediately appeared Cen Kexuan blinking his eyes and asking curiously, but in fact, in front of Jinyue, this little girl was obviously curious and jealous to death, and pretended to be calm and knocked on the side, which made Jinyue quite interesting. The corners of Bai Moyin's mouth rose slightly: "She is still young, so she is naturally more curious." The indulgence and connivance that unconsciously leaked between his eyebrows and eyes made the heart of the woman who knew him quite deeply tremble slightly.

"I'm curious, too, to see what is so special about that little girl that makes you treat you so unusually?" Jinyue smiled slightly and continued, "Now that I see her, I think, no wonder you like her so much. Looking at her, I unconsciously thought of Qingli before marriage, and her bright eyes were the same as the current Miss Cen, innocent and romantic, which was really likable. She sighed, "I haven't seen her for two years now, and I still miss her." ”

Bai Moyin didn't respond immediately, still looking at the closed room, as if he could see the sleeping girl inside through the door, the eyes were deep and shallow, and it was indistinct. After a while, he looked up at the light mist and the sky was sinking and said, "It's not dawn yet, come and play a game of chess with me." ”