Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Left Hand Sword Queen
Murong Ye was also really frightened, he didn't expect Tianxuan's girl to be so arrogant, he couldn't help but tighten his clothes with palpitations, in order to relieve the embarrassment, he took out a flute, and the sound of the flute came to everyone's ears with the sound of the waterfall not far away.
Ling Qingyu found a shady place by the pond and sat down, squinted and looked up to the left front, only to see a person who was independent, standing in front of a thousand-foot waterfall, his slender hand danced elegantly on the purple bamboo flute, with a fairy sound, and the wind blew up the clothes that were always white and pure like the holy snow of the Tianshan Mountains, adding a bit of fairy charm, and it seemed that if an immortal descended to the earth, he would not eat the fireworks of the world.
Everyone quieted down, and the soul was absorbed in Murong Ye's innate immortal posture, or standing or sitting to watch the waterfall scatter the light glow, the foam boiling the stone, listen to the flute sound leisurely and softly, wash away the world, if the nine-day immortal sound flows to the world with the thousand-foot waterfall.
For a long time, everyone was immersed in the flute sound and did not want to return to their senses for a long time, until a discordant grunt sounded, everyone realized that it was noon, it was time to make a fire to grill fish to fill their stomachs, Beigong Che's clothes had been completely dry, and he jumped into the stream to catch a small goldfish alive, holding a red cherry gun and waiting for a long time before picking one, and proudly threw the fish to the shore to show his ability.
Murong Ye looked at the palm-sized fish and then looked up at the sky, according to Beigong Che's speed, it was estimated that they would not be able to eat after noon, sighed and shook his head, took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and lightly sprinkled some powder in the stream on the bank, only to see that the little goldfish was crazy and all rushed to the shore, and there were three or five fish in his hand, Beigong Che held the red cherry spear and stood in the water in a daze, as if he had been pointed, and became a petrified portrait, this fish is difficult to catch? This fish is hard to catch?! This fish is obviously easy to catch!!
Jin Yun had to catch fish and kill fish, Ling Qingyu lit a fire, set up a shelf, cut the branches, peeled and sharpened the little goldfish, and after a while, the fragrant grilled fish was baked, sprinkled with seasoning powder, crispy and delicious, and the fragrance was overflowing, so that people wanted to gnaw down the branches with the little goldfish, just when a few people were talking and laughing and tasting the deliciousness, two figures, a black and a white, appeared in the forest.
They walked towards this side unhurriedly, and when they got closer, Ling Qingyu got up in shock: "Xiao Zhao, why are you here?" Who are you? ”
"Princess, save me." Before she could take one more step, the long sword around her neck got a little closer, bringing out a trace of blood, and the black-clothed man who held him hostage wrapped his head and face tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes outside, and a cold chill was shooting out of those eyes, directly locking Ling Qingyu.
"Whatever you want to do, let her go first." Ling Qingyu met his gaze and stepped forward, but Murong Ye grabbed her, "Xiao Qi, don't act rashly. ”
Ling Qingyu shook her head, her people naturally wanted her to come forward, brushed away Murong Ye's hand, walked to the front and continued: "What's the matter with Xiao Zhao? ”
Xiao Zhao looked at Ling Qingyu pitifully, "Princess, save me, today I went out to ask for a doctor for Sister Moyu, and I was kidnapped by this person to find the princess, Xiao Zhao was very afraid." ”
The eyes of the man in black scanned the crowd, as if he was assessing something, and then he was caught off guard and suddenly pushed Xiao Zhao towards Ling Qingyu, almost subconsciously Ling Qingyu opened his hands and prepared to catch Xiao Zhao.
Between the lightning and flint, Murong Ye stepped forward and pushed Ling Qingyu away, the dagger Han Mang that Xiao Zhao had just pulled out of his sleeve only took Ling Qingyu's arm, drawing a blood mark, and the killing blow was destroyed, Xiao Zhao seemed to be very annoyed, and said coldly: "Murong Ye, you really already suspect me." ”
Jin Yun and Beigong Che were shocked by this sudden change, only to hear Murong Ye staring coldly at Xiao Zhao with a dagger in his left hand and said: "The top twenty swordsmen in the Six Kingdoms, the left-handed sword concubine - Bai Zhao, sure enough, it was you, you actually cut off the calluses on your left hand and mixed into the Ling Mansion, and your sacrifice was also great." Although he had some suspicions, he had no evidence, so he could only observe secretly, but Xiao Zhao was honest on the surface and there was no abnormality, and Murong Ye did not reveal it, how could he know that he suddenly attacked today without warning.
"You saw it? Murong Ye counts you as powerful, but it's a pity that Moyu is not here today, I'm afraid that I will accept your life. The corners of Bai Zhao's mouth hooked slightly, he lost the dagger, and took a cold and cold long sword from the hand of the man in black, no longer the delicate and honest appearance of the past, and pulled up the bloodthirsty sneer.
And the man in black saw that the assassination failed, put his hand to his lips and whistled loudly, and dozens of black shadows jumped up from a distance and flew over, it seems that he has been prepared for a long time, and today he is determined to kill the four people here, and the two secret guards of Lingyun Palace who are hidden in the shadows saw this and hurriedly appeared in front of Murong Ye and Ling Qingyu, swearing to protect the master.
Ling Qingyu frowned and said in his heart, so it seems that today is only afraid that it is a trap, there are so many killers, including the secret guards, there are only 6 of them, excluding Murong Ye, who does not know martial arts, in fact, there are only 5 people. The martial arts of the dark guard are superb, but they can't withstand the number of people, and it's hard to say whether they can get out of the way today, so they have to find a way.
"It's me who you're going to kill, and you're letting go of irrelevant people." Ling Qingyu said loudly, she could see that the purpose of their trip was to her.
"Qingqing, you were brought out by me, I will never leave you alone!" Jin Yun was anxious, when was this, what kind of hero, a few of them united in one place may not be able to break out of the encirclement, if she is left alone, it is not equivalent to death.
"Hey, who the hell are you? If you want to take Uncle Ben's life, you can make it clear, what if you find the wrong person? Beigong Che was still not serious with the red cherry spear, but his mind was already on guard, and he knew that it was a matter of life and death.
"You don't have to worry, no one can run away, if you want to sue after you die, you will count this blood debt on the Ling family, whoever let the Ling family provoke people who shouldn't be provoked, and offended the magnates of Xuandu by being smart, if you have always done your duty, I will always be just a servant girl Xiao Zhao, not a sword concubine Bai Zhao." Bai Zhao felt that she had said enough, looked up at the sky, the clouds suddenly rose, it seemed that there was going to be a heavy rain soon, she wanted to solve everything before the rain, let the heavy rain wash all the traces and clues, and unconsciously disposed of a qiē, raised the sword in her chest, and suddenly flew up and rushed towards Ling Qingyu.
Ling Qingyu had already put the sleeve arrow on the machine without moving, seeing Bai Zhao hurriedly raised his hand and shot an arrow, Bai Zhao smiled coldly, how could she put such a trick in her eyes, the long sword swept and was ready to knock down the sleeve arrow, but the sleeve arrow deviated from Bai Zhao's direction in everyone's expectation, and directly sank into the chest of the black-clothed man who was holding Bai Zhao hostage, and the man fell to the ground with incredible eyes and lost his breath.
Ling Qingyu raised a smug smile, Bai Zhao was a top master, how could she waste her precious Hidden Arrow on her, at this time, killing one more enemy would increase the chances of survival on her side.
Bai Zhao slowed down slightly, picked up the sword flower again, and said angrily: "You cunning girl, look at the sword!" (To be continued.) )