In the dark night, dark clouds obscured the bright moon, and only a few lone stars shimmered faintly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe sound of the wind is accompanied by the sound of the piano, ethereal, lingering......

In a remote garden, a woman in white is playing the piano here. The bamboo shadow swayed slightly, startling the birds, and the ghostly figure quietly jumped down from the eaves.

"Don't move." The sword in his hand glowed with a cold light, pointing directly at the woman's neck from behind.

The woman in white nodded, her eyes were like a clear spring, and she couldn't stir up half a wave. It's like everything in the world has nothing to do with you.

The cold sword was close to her skin, and the woman couldn't help frowning and not overdoing it. In an instant, the blade of the sword turned slightly, and a shallow blood mark was cut next to the snow neck.

"As I said, don't move!" The man leaned into her ear and whispered. The cold breeze and the warm smell are intertwined, and they are even more refreshing than the best incense in the world.

As soon as the words fell, another black shadow took the opportunity to catch up, also holding a sharp sword in his hand. At the moment, the air was in the air - it was the smell of killing.

His eyes were as sharp as eagle's, and he was bloodthirsty and cold, the latter of which was a born killer.

"Why did you chase after you soon?" Although she stood with her back to each other, she seemed to catch a glimpse of the smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

Drawing back the blade, two black shadows flickered in the night, and only the sound of the wind was faintly heard, mixed with the friction of the sword.

The sword and sword shadow are vivid, and she stands on the side, like snow on an iceberg. The breeze blows up the clothes, the clouds are rolling, and the long hair is fluttering.

"I didn't think that the killer was actually from the Jimo Pavilion, so wouldn't he be ......" The woman's lips moved. The people in the rivers and lakes actually appeared in the palace, which is really incredible.

I only heard the sound of the sword breaking, followed by the tearing of the clothes. But after half a cup of tea, the killer had been stabbed by the man with dozens of swords.

The scar is not deep or shallow, not enough to kill, but it can shed a lot of blood. If it goes on like this, he will die of blood.

With such a ruthless method, why did she feel that his heart was not like this, was it a delusion? "Get out of the way!" The man shouted angrily, but it was too late to stop him.

A large hand pinched her neck, so that the woman in white could barely breathe. It turned out that the killer knew that his life was not guaranteed, and when he saw the people watching the play, he thought of hijacking.

"If you dare to take half a step, I'll kill her." There was a hint of fear in his voice, and it seemed that the killer was also afraid of death.

"Then I'm afraid you've caught the wrong person!" The woman in white said lightly. She really hated it, hated touching these blood-stained hands.

Just now, his sword was on her neck. Now, how can you let go of the enemy for a burden.

"Well, as you say, I will put down my sword, and you must not hurt her." The tone was light, and when the man said this, she thought it was an auditory hallucination.

But when she caught a glimpse of the coldness that was not shocked, the woman in white suddenly understood! The man in front of him is not as simple as killing people with a sword.

Fortunately, he didn't want to kill her.

In the flash of light, a crescent-like sword flashed past her ears, raising her hair like water, and there were many corpses on the ground.

The woman in white turned around and looked at the little blush that appeared on the killer's eyebrows. A little astonishment flashed in his eyes, what a powerful technique was actually the Absolute Dust Sword Technique of Seeing Blood and Sealing the Throat.

With the finger as the sword, killing is invisible.

"Have you seen enough?" The man glanced up at the person across from him and took out a small porcelain vase from his sleeve. Throwing powder on the corpse, the dead killer was reduced to ashes and evaporated in the blood-colored mist.

"Who are you?" She asked casually, but how could she not know. There is no such thing as Bone Erosion Scatter except for the Eternal Night Pavilion.

"I didn't expect you to care so much about me, don't you take a fancy to me?" The man raised his eyebrows slightly, but she was very indifferent, and then said, "Also, if people are too smart, they will not live long—especially women."

The woman in white stood quietly, her slender body facing the night breeze, making her more and more ethereal like a fairy. The man wanted to see her clearly, but it was late at night, and everything couldn't be seen clearly.

Closer, closer! In an instant, he grabbed the woman's wrist and hugged it into his arms. It seems that she is the lover who can compare with herself.

"You don't have to be tempted anymore, I'm just a weak woman! Neither knows martial arts, nor does he know how to hide his strength. A hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and she pushed the person in front of her hard.

His face couldn't help but be hot, and his heart beat half a beat faster. Growing so big, it was the first time she had come into contact with a man, and she was such a wicked man.

"Aren't you afraid, I'll even kill you together?" Seeing the woman's reaction, the man in black smiled with satisfaction.

His smile is distracted, like a flower falling and a clear water passing away. But hidden in the depths of the smile is something more complicated, like a lore.

"Oh! Is it? The woman in white smiled, "Why don't you wait until I finish playing this song?" ”

Her words seemed to have magic power, and the man sat down with his chin bowed, he really wanted to see what tricks this so-called "weak woman" could play.

The slender fingers flicked on the seven-string guqin, as if they were about to fall into the world's Shaohua white head, floating a thousand dreams. The person who plays is immersed in it, and the person who listens is fascinated.

"How do you know how to play this tune?" There was a dangerous air to his words. The peerless famous song created by the music demon in the past, the long-lost Yunshui ballad, where did she learn it?

"It's just one song, if you still want to hear it, I'll play another song." The woman in white smiled shallowly, it seems that he also heard it!

"No need. Don't mention tonight's events to the second person, otherwise ......" The words were cold, as cold as ice.

A drop of blood slid down from the tip of the sword and landed on the bluestone slab, blooming a crimson flower.

"Your Excellency's sword is dirty!" The woman seemed to be smiling, her hands wrapped around Yaoqin, and under the overflow of the moonlight, she gradually drifted away.

blurred his eyes, but it was like a remnant sun silently imprinted on the tip of his heart. So far, it will be unforgettable......

When she walked to the door, the woman in white stopped and looked back suddenly, but there was no man in the garden.

"Who the hell is he......"

A moment of noise returned to silence, as if nothing had happened. This is the palace, the secluded and deep palace.