The moonlight was beautiful, and a trace of silver light sprinkled down from the sky, enveloping the entire capital, as if it had been plated with a layer of white frost.

The breeze was gentle, and the cold wind caressed the pedestrians passing by the street.

There are vendors with stalls on the roadside, young men and women who have gone down the mountain from the sect to practice, brothers and sisters from the same sect, and warriors from the Western Regions dressed in strange costumes.

Everyone comes and goes, male or female, tall or thin, short or fat, old or young.

The crowd is endless, flocking to each other, and the lanterns of the surrounding shops are hung high, and the lights are bright, showing a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

The lively streets can't hide the lonely heart, and the gorgeous lights can't cover the loss on the face.

A restaurant called Pinjin Kiln is brightly lit, and all kinds of warriors gather together to have fun.

There are the white-clothed scholars who drink and compose poems, there are the rich children who drink in groups for fun, there are the women who dance and lie on the arms of the guests, there are also some lonely swordsmen and swordsmen who pour wine alone and drink alone, and of course those coarse cloth men gather here to drink.

All kinds of people are mixed together, like the hustle and bustle of the world, and they can't go around them.

Some laughed, some wept, and some moaned.

As far as the eye can see, it is not an infatuated person, a sad person, a pleasure seeker, a self-made high-definition person, and a person who enjoys it.

The reason why this inn is called Pinjin Kiln is because this place is one of the best restaurants in the capital.

Its consumption is expensive, and it is not affordable for ordinary people.

"Girl, you're drunk, why don't you pay the bill first. There was a crisp sound, and Xiaoqing, the maid of the restaurant, said to a guest, with worry between her eyebrows.

The guest at this table is a woman, dressed in plain clothes, with silver hair like snow, and a white jade flute in her hand.

What gave Xiaoqing a headache was that as soon as the guest entered the door, he asked for the restaurant's finest wine, Yulu Qiong Jelly, which was a good wine worth a thousand taels of silver.

At the moment, the guests have drunk more than ten jars, and it seems that they are already drunk, which makes Xiaoqing worry, she is worried that she will be scolded by the boss if the guests do not pay.

"Hehehehe, is this what it feels like to be drunk?" Qin Luoli's face was flushed, her beautiful eyes were misty, and a jar of jade dew elixir was placed on the table.

"Girl," Xiaoqing couldn't help but call.

"Oops, it's annoying, it's indispensable. Qin Luoli suddenly became angry when she heard Xiaoqing's chatter, and immediately put a hundred taels of gold from her Qiankun bag on the table, and waved her hand for Xiaoqing to take away.

Xiaoqing nodded hurriedly and slowly retreated.

Qin Luoli raised the altar again and drank, the liquor entered her throat, and a burning sensation swept through her body, she only felt that her whole person became fluttering, and the scene in front of her began to make her addicted.

Qin Luoli muttered with tears in her eyes, "It's good that I have paid so much for you, you can't chase me, just let me a woman wander on the street." ”

"Hehehehe, it's a lie to say that you don't live up to me in this life. ”

Drunk in her heart, Qin Luoli's cultivation is now completely lost, and she has poured more than a dozen altars of high-quality wine to rise to her stamina, and a strong drunkenness wells up in her heart, her eyes are becoming more and more blurred, even so, it is difficult to hide the sadness in her eyes.

The most unforgettable pain in the world is nothing more than heartache.

Qin Luoli couldn't say what it felt, she only felt a tingling pain in her heart, a continuous tingling pain, as if her whole body was emptied, as long as she closed her eyes, she would think of that figure.

Xiao Jiange!

Her jade hand slowly clenched, and the mink figure deeply pierced her heart at this moment.

Why? In the end, he chose Tang Fengqing.

Qin Luoli didn't know or want to know, it was another jar of strong wine in his throat at the moment.

Some people drink more and more, their eyes will become brighter, Qin Luoli is such a person, the strength of the wine is up, her eyes are extremely bright, her white hair is fluttering, showing a peerless style, which provokes the surrounding warriors to look sideways.

The scene ahead suddenly became extremely clear in her eyes, and there was a feeling of fluttering immortals, Qin Luoli knew that this was a feeling of being drunk.

As the saying goes, a drunk relieves a thousand sorrows, why is my sorrow still like this?

Qin Luoli couldn't help but ask herself.

"Why? Why did you abandon me!" a clear drink immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience, only to see a gorgeously dressed courtesan not far in front of her and questioned the white-clothed scholar in front of her, her voice trembled, only to see that the courtesan was completely colorless in an instant, and her pretty face turned pale.

"Hehe, why? You're just a courtesan in this gold kiln, or a bitch at worst, can't you realize your fantasy that you want me to live with you for the rest of your life?" said the white-clothed scholar lightly.

"Lang Jun, are all the oaths you said at the beginning false, are they all lying to me, and you also dislike me like the world?" said the courtesan through gritting her teeth, her eyes full of disbelief, she didn't expect that the gentle lover in the past would turn his face ruthlessly at this moment.

"Ha, fool, I lied to you, I didn't take it seriously from beginning to end. The courtesan's words immediately angered the white-clothed scholar, and he looked at the courtesan coldly and said slowly.

When the courtesan heard this, her whole body seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt from the sky, and she took a few steps backwards.

"There is a poem written by the white-clothed scholar Xuan Xuozi in the past," the white-clothed scholar laughed, and then leaned closer to the courtesan and whispered, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

The courtesan's face turned even paler.

"Haha, what kind of poem, let's hear it. ”

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The white-clothed scholar's voice immediately aroused the interest of the surrounding warriors, and they naturally knew it, but at this moment, such a good show was staged, which undoubtedly made them can't help but add fuel and vinegar to it.

The poems written by Xuan Xuozi can be said to be famous, and they are often the most famous in such a Fengyue place, and the courtesan naturally knows that poem, and her face is pale.

Suddenly, she couldn't help but cover her ears, shook her head and shouted, "I don't listen, I don't listen." ”

"Hahahaha, if you don't listen, then I want you to listen. The white-clothed scholar smiled, grabbed her hand and smiled

"That poem is, a little cinnabar is tasted by ten thousand people, how can I be worthy of my champion. The white-clothed scholar said lightly.

The courtesan's two lines of tears slowly fell, and her delicate body trembled and fell to her knees and sobbed.

"Xiao Jiange, you lied to me! you lost me" Qin Luoli looked ahead in a daze, and muttered in a low voice, Xiao Jiange's figure kept appearing in her mind, and what hurt her the most was the eyes without the slightest emotion, which deeply pierced Qin Luoli's heart.

"The bright moon, the heavy wind, the red dust in the eyes reflects the bright moon, and the pavilion has Luo Li like a fairy. Two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of Qin Luoli's eyes, and she whispered the words of Xiao Jiange in the past.

"I, Xiao Jiange, in this life and this life, I only love Qin Luoli alone, if I violate this oath, I will have no love in my life and end up alone. ”

One after another words sounded from Qin Luoli's mind, constantly stimulating her, and her delicate body trembled.

Isn't this scene in front of me so similar to myself?

Qin Luoli's eyes suddenly burst into a bright light, it was a wave of hatred, she couldn't help but substitute Xiao Jiange into the white-clothed scholar.

"Hahahaha" However, at this moment, a hearty laughter suddenly resounded in the hall of the gold kiln, which made all the martial artists in the audience shocked.

"Who? who is coming?" the white-clothed scholar was suddenly shocked.

"Love is a knife, the heart is a sheath, abandon the love knife, throw the heart sheath, hold a sword, and slaughter the world's loveless and negative generations. ”

A cold voice suddenly resounded in the hall, and suddenly the faces of the surrounding warriors changed drastically, and their eyes were filled with a look of horror, especially the white-clothed scholar who had abandoned the courtesan was even more colorless at this moment, and his face was extremely pale.

Qin Luoli was also shocked, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at the place where the voice came from.

A bright light illuminated the entire hall of the gold kiln, reflecting the bloodless faces of the warriors around him, and his boss collapsed to the ground in fright.

"Whew" A gust of wind howled, and in the hall, there was already a black-clothed figure standing in the center.

It was a woman in black, holding a bright cold sword, and everyone only felt a chill behind them, only to hear the woman in black speak lightly

"Then do you know what happened to that white-clothed scholar Xuan Xuozi?"

There was silence, no one dared to speak in the entire hall, and everyone seemed to feel that they were in the ice kiln.

"Didn't anyone speak, Xuan Xuozi's fate was that his head was cut off by three swords and his face was cut. The woman in black said lightly.

Everyone was silent.

The person in front of him is a female devil, and whoever dares to speak out is afraid that he will be accidentally killed by one of his swords.

The "snort" voice fell, and a snort suddenly appeared, and everyone's faces changed drastically and stared.

I saw that the white-clothed scholar's expression suddenly froze, a bloody mark opened between his neck, and the entire head was three feet high from his neck in an instant, blood splattered in all directions, and the courtesan's face was sluggish, and her pretty face was covered with blood.

Such a scene shocked all the warriors around him.

Qin Luoli had completely calmed down, as if she had been woken up by a stream of cold water.

Baili Ling turned around slowly, his jade hand caressed the bright sword body in his hand, and looked at Qin Luoli's red lips and said lightly

"What about a negative man?"

Qin Luoli's delicate body trembled, the brilliance in her beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter, and the hatred in her eyes flickered endlessly.

She couldn't help but say "Kill!"

"Hahahaha, okay, now I have the heart sword Baili Ling will accept you as a disciple, can you dare to enter my door?" Baili Ling looked at Qin Luoli with appreciation.

is so courageous, it is simply built for his ruthless swordsmanship.

Qin Luoli's eyes flashed with a fiery look, and Ying Ying got up at the moment and said, "Disciple Qin Luoli meets the master!"

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In an uninhabited alley, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe stood still, his eyes were in a trance, he had been killed in anger by Baili Ling before, and after a few moves, he couldn't take it and retreated.

"Zhixin, the eight-sided sword comparison is imminent, wait for me for a while, and after I win the first inheritance of the sword ratio and prove it to the master, I will die to you. Qing Xuanzi looked at the direction where Baili Ling was leaving, and said softly.

Immediately, the figure slowly dissipated with the earth dog beside him.

On the battlefield, Baili Ling left suddenly, and Huang Sanjian also retreated, leaving Ming Xuan, who was wearing a gray and white robe, to look at him for a while.

Xiao Jiange put down the anxiety in his heart and said, "What are you looking for me?"

The corners of Ming Xuan's mouth curled, and there was a bit of murder in his eyes, "Where is Duan Yuran, I want to find out the cause of my senior brother Liu Qingfeng's death!"

Xiao Jiange was shocked, his face showed helplessness, and he sighed leisurely, it seemed that he would be unable to get out for a while.