Yan Chengzili's eyes flashed, and her saliva almost flowed. Ah, if he doesn't show that thing and doesn't satisfy him, he's going to die!

Gongzi took this to Lu Xi's ear and quietly commanded two sentences.

Lu Xi looked at the child's belt in surprise, and then looked at Yan Chengzili, covered his mouth and smiled, got up and walked out, and the skirt "Suosuo" wiped the floor.

The sword god was still seated, a smile on his lips.

If the ant people are disturbed, if they cry out to God for help, God may give a helping hand; But if they want to act, then God will just watch the play.

God's power is too great and there are so many things that sometimes it is inevitable to be lazy.

Countless footsteps.

Lu Xi returned.

appears in the window.

and the many people who opened the windows wide and the veils were removed, revealing them.

A man with a bow and crossbow.

However, Lu Xi and Gongzi's expressions were the same, and Lu Xi also smiled and beckoned to Gongzi: "Brother, come here." ”

Childe smiled and said, "What are you doing?" "Grow up.

Yan Chengzili grabbed his hand and said with a smile: "Yes, what's going on?" ”

I just wanted to walk to the window with my son and ask Lu Xi.

Childe sat down again and said with a smile: "What do you care about her?" Crazy girl," he said to Lu Xi, "I want you to do only half of what you do, how can you practice that thing?" ”

Lu Xi was so anxious that he lifted his skirt and jumped on the windowsill, jumped down again, jumped up and ran towards them, pressed Yan Chengzili's shoulder and shouted: "Brother Yan Cheng, look, brother, he bullied me again." "Just lead the way to Childe." Brother, look at it yourself, what you said doesn't work. He stuck out his tongue to the sword god again, "Let Grandpa God see the joke." ”

This series of actions has a very subtle effect.

Because Lu Xi is also at a delicate age:

Let's say it's a child, she's grown up; Let's say it's a woman, she's still too young.

It is the time when the spring bamboo shoots have not yet been smoked into bamboo, and it seems that there are no taboos, but they clearly have a bit of an attractive smell.

At this time, no matter what the girl says or does, it seems that she is very acceptable and forgivable.

Lu Xi twisted his body like this and rested his hand on Yan Chengzipear, Yan Chengzili was like a piece of newly produced wine. It's so soft that it can't be hard anymore - that is. I can't straighten my waist anymore and walk with my son.

Childe can only obey Lu Xi's request alone, and go to see why "his mechanism" in a mysterious place is "not working".

As soon as the son took him out, Lu Xi sat up straight.

From a frivolous tender bamboo, it has changed back to a piece of square jade.

He was sitting down and said to the sword god: "This person is not Yan Chengzipear. It could be the Devil or his henchmen. Please be the master of the sword! ”

This man turned out to be an impersonator?!

Who is he? Could it be the Devil's Drawer?

Earlier, Childe noticed that something was wrong with him. But if you immediately issue a warning. I was afraid that I and Lu Xi would immediately be taken hostage by the other party and prevent the sword god from making a move. So he remained silent and offered a treasure under the pretense of offering it. Quietly let Lu Xi get out and arranged an archer, and Lu Xi beckoned Gongzi to take him out, who knew that this person was cunning, and immediately held Gongzi's hand, Lu Xi couldn't, jumped in and sacrificed himself to cover his brother out of danger, and then pointed out to the sword god the fake face Chengzi pear.

With a chuckle, the brother and sister completed such a life-and-death action.

The sword god smiled.

Said gently: "Girl, look at my hands." ”

Lu Xi rolled his eyes.

Shocked.

I saw that the fingers of the sword god's right hand seemed to be raised, forming an indescribable posture, which seemed to be very low-key, Lu Xi didn't pay attention at all at first, but under the gaze, he felt that there was a sword aura, and all the limbs and bones were shrouded in mysterious killing moves. I want to escape, but I can't move at all; I didn't feel my scalp tingling, and hot sweat was rolling down.

Suddenly, the sword qi disappeared.

It was the sword god who waved his left hand, blocking her line of sight, and said lightly: "Drop your eyes." ”

Lu Xi was able to turn his eyes away.

I still feel a thorn in my back.

But the hot sweat finally cooled down, but it was blown by the wind, and I felt cold, and I couldn't help but sneeze.

A free sneeze.

No one stopped her, controlled her...... Hey, no one controls her?

Why didn't this Demon Ji or Demon Ji's minions catch her as a human flesh barrier?

She had decided to sacrifice herself as a hostage in order to ensure that she would be captured and that her brother would escape. If the sword god can save her, it would be best; If she can't be saved, she's not afraid of death.

With the bow and arrow in front and the sword god in front, the only chance for this person to escape is to quickly capture a sufficient amount of hostages.

How could he let Lu Xi go in front of him and not catch him?

Lu Xi stared at the fake Yan Cheng in surprise.

He stared at her in amazement.

"Demons, demons?" The guy snorted, "The little one wasn't sent by Moji......

He looked scared and nervous, but not because of the sword god.

He didn't seem to notice the sword god's hand at all.

If the martial arts reached the level of the Demon Ji, there was such a mysterious sword threat beside him, and he would never fail to notice it, and it would never be impossible for him not to react defensively.

Just like a clear-eyed person, when he sees a thorn in his eyes, of course he will want to blink, or his pupils will constrict, which is a physiological instinct that cannot be controlled.

Lu Xi's skill was not enough, and he had to see the hand of the sword god before he was charged. And if this person is a demon, he doesn't have to really "see", he will definitely be able to "sense", and then he will never sit like a fool now.

The sword god withdrew his hand.

Xiang Lu Xidao:

"Since just now, I have been testing this person, either his skills are far superior to mine, or he has no martial arts at all."

The skill of the Demon Ji will not be far superior to the Sword God, and there is no one in the world whose skill is far superior to the Sword God.

So this fake Yan Cheng has no martial arts at all?

"You don't have martial arts?" Lu Xi glared at the fake Yan Cheng.

"Small, small, why do you have martial arts?" The fake face is embarrassed.

"You're not one of the Moji? So who are you? Lu Xi asked.

"The little one is a flute master." Fake Yan Cheng took out a flute under the placket.

This flute is in your hands. Fake Yan Cheng suddenly calmed down.

A true flute master holds his flute like a swordsman holds his sword.

The things that serve with life are held in the hands, the power, and the peace.

Is he really just a flute?

The fingers are in place on the body of the flute, the blowing hole is close to the lips, the breath is exhaled, the flute membrane is vibrate, and the timbre is achieved in the Qingrun bamboo pipe, and it is drawn out to the water surface outside the hotel. Feng sings Luan and.

The joy, calmness, the joy of dancing with flowers, and the bearing of traveling for nine days in the flute. All the tables are vivid.

Some fancy tricks, also very skillful.

He was not only a flute master, but also a good flute master.

A flat boat rowed slowly to the sound of the flute.

Childe took an eye on the boat.

Lu Xizheng asked in the hall, "Then what are you doing here?" ”

Childe raised his hand.

The bows and crossbows were all aimed at the boat.

The people on the boat were stunned and asked, "Brother." What's wrong? ”

It has the same voice as the fake face. Exactly the same description.

Is he the real Yan Cheng?

Childe said lightly: "Stop, don't move." Are you Yan Chengzi pear? ”

"Huh. Who else could I be—"

Childe's expression did not move: "Last time we met, what kind of incense was burned in your study?" ”

The people on the boat were stunned.

Didn't answer.

He didn't know at all.

Childe moved his wrist and prepared to press down.

When pressed down. The archers are about to be launched.

The man on the boat screamed like a pig: "I remember, I remember that time, there was a new little girl who came to serve and wore a small jade bead on her wrist, you know that Xiaodong also wore such a jade bead, Xiaodong is Xiaomei's sister, do you remember, I bleed her nose because of you-"

Childe stopped the muttering in time.

There is a little redness on the cheeks.

This fat man can't remember any books, but he remembers the little girl's affairs.

He has proven himself to be a true face.

Then there is no danger.

The boat approached.

The hotel is built by the water, and there is a small wooden port sticking out, which is very convenient to go up and down.

Yan Chengzili hummed and climbed up, and laughed before he could catch his breath: "Have you seen this person?" Fooled you, right? ”

Childe Belt just has a calm face.

Q: "What's going on?" ”

Yan Chengzili honestly confessed, it turned out that he was happy to find Yun more than ten days ago, and suddenly saw this flute master, who looked like a thief like him, and claimed to be able to ventriloquist, Yan Chengzili was happy, and brought him into the house to train carefully, and liked that this flute master was very smart, and after a few days, his demeanor and posture were all Bi Xiao, Yan Chengzili asked him to pretend to be himself to see Gongzi with him.

"You've always been cunning, and it's no fun to finally be able to fool you!" Yan Chengzili laughed and said, "How did you find out that he was a fake later?" ”

Childe glanced at Yan Chengzili, slowly retracted the folding fan, and refused to speak. Lu Xi slapped his hand and said with a smile: "Oh, I know!" ”

Yan Chengzili hurriedly said: "I know, I know." What do you know? ”

Lu Xi said: "Fan." ”

"Fan?"

The fan is used to fan the cool thing, but in the hands of the prince and grandson, it is just a decoration like a jade pendant, occasionally shaking in a chic way, but it is not really a dead fan.

When Yan Cheng spoke, he shook the fan, but it was too fast, which was the way the countryman shook the fan.

"Even if it's Brother Yan Cheng, he won't be so evil." Lu Xi smiled and bent down.

Childe brought Yan Chengzili with a roll of his eyes: "If you find such a person, you want to coax me?" ”

(It's okay to lie to me, but you shouldn't insult my IQ.) ）

Yan Chengzili laughed, the fat on his body was shaking, and he waved his hand to fake Yan Chengyi: "Useless things, don't apologize quickly, go down to the song and pick up two good hands and blow them carefully!" ”

The flute master avoided the table and said with a smile: "My master left a strange tune, because the sound of killing is too heavy, it can't be blown in front of ordinary people, I will present the ugliness to you today to hear how - then I will get on the boat and go into the water, and borrow the water sound to sound better." ”

Childe Daizheng wanted to say something important to the Sword God and Yan Chengzili, but he didn't want outsiders to be around, so he waved his hand and allowed him, like sending away a bedbug.

Lu Xiyi Qiē was all based on his brother's idea, so naturally he had no objections.

The sword god just sat upright, his eyes slightly closed, and his treasure looked solemn.

God is not moved by such a small thing.

The boat went out. (To be continued......)