Wu'an City, a magnificent top high-rise building in Wujia!

Black clouds press the city, the black night, the holy moonlight like water is still unbridled and lightly, the comer brushes his sleeves, the golden cup witnesses, it has nothing to do with the country and the painting, only the years and the dust!

Wu Zi's eyes were like dragons, and he sat down on the gambling table refreshed, and in front of him was a delicate enclosure carved from blood dragon wood.

The sunspots of Go are carved from black crystal, and the whole body is dark, like a ghost's eye obsidian glowing with a cold glow. The white child is carved from Xuanyu, and the whole body is white, like mutton fat white jade with layers of pure light, like white impermanence in the night.

Opposite Wu Zixu, his right ear looked gloomy, holding a golden dice cup, with a gloomy and disdainful face, he didn't like the black-clothed man in front of him who seemed to be kind but had a bad plan.

Lan Mei'er stood beside her right ear, her blue eyes flashed with a red vine phantom like dragon blood, and there was a seeping tiger shadow and leopard spirit wrapped around her body, her slender five fingers were gently placed on her right ear and shoulder, and her fragrant body was snuggled and intimate, and her usual irritable and impulsive breath was somewhat restrained.

In the corner of the window, Zuo Hao sat quietly, his poetic starry eyes looking at the deep moon and stars, the purple paintbrush in his hand stood in front of him, the purple light was shining, containing infinite heaven and earth, illuminating the entire hidden high-rise building.

"Zuo Xun, old friends meet, don't you come to the next game of chess, if you win me, Zhurong Six Pulse Banner will not interfere with the conquest of the Great Dream Country!"

Wu Zi picked up a glowing sunspot, took the lead in putting it in the middle of the chessboard, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression was slightly flat.

"Playing chess? Your chessboard is so big, and there are so many chess pieces? I won't accompany you to play this game of chess, I'm afraid that I will break my hand and become a waste! Then I won't be able to finish drawing the mountains and the sea of Qilian under the bright stars." ”

Zuo Hao put away the purple paintbrush in the air, carried Wu Zixu on his back, and directly chose to refuse.

"The right ear will take a look at you! If he wins, Zhu Rong's six branches of the banner will choose to withdraw from the Nanban dispute!" Zuo Yan's face was indifferent, and then he said lightly.

"If he loses, what can he do on your behalf?" Wu Zixu's eyes opened slowly, his two deep eyes were black and red, flashing with the light of yin and yang, and he said coldly.

Wu Zixu didn't even look at his right ear when he spoke, he felt that the gambler in front of him was not qualified to negotiate with him!

The indifferent starry eyes blinked, containing deep meaning, Zuo Hao didn't think about it, and the corners of his mouth flashed with determination: "The same is true! If the right ear loses, my Great Dream Dynasty will help you Zhurong and the Rong clan to go north!"

The dim lights flickered back and forth in the house, the purple mist was illusory, and the shadows under the lamps were like cold sand in the wind and dew, drunk with old things and new people.

The atmosphere inside the room was a little oppressive, and the air fell into silence!

Wu Zi looked at the right ear in front of him, and for a long time, he didn't say a word!

Boom!

The sound of the Xuanyu dice hitting the golden dice cup sounded in the room, the cold eyebrows were erected, and the right ear of the sick ghost was covered with a layer of strange blue ghost fire, picked up the dice cup on the gambling table, shook it calmly and calmly a few times, and then, with a vigorous flick, the dice cup was heavily covered on the gambling table.

With a bang, a heavy wave of yellow-cyan soul qi came out from under the dice cup, like a dragon spitting fog, the breath was strong, and a wooden pit the size of a grinding disc was concave on the originally smooth tabletop, and the golden light was translucent...

"Buy big or small?" His eyes were cold, and his sallow right ear squinted slightly, and he said coldly.

Wu Zixu's face was cloudy, staring at the sleeve of his right ear, and his two strange eyes were black and red, revealing an inexplicable gloomy meaning: "I dare to say that there is not a single dice in the dice cup, that is, there is no at all!"

"Whether there are points or not, you have to open to know!" The face of the right ear was still gloomy, and the dice cup in his hand gently pushed in front of Wu Zixu's body.

Boom!

The metal sound of the sonorous and powerful Xuanyu dice hitting the wall of the cup came from it, and the dice cup swayed left and right in mid-air, running, and then smashed on the table, like a big tree rooted in the ground, as steady as Mount Tai.

The sound of rustling still lingered in everyone's ears, indicating that the dice in the dice cup must still be there.

"Buy big or press small!" said with a slight smile in his right ear.

"I said, there is not a single dice in it!" The corners of Wu Zixu's mouth were bright, the wide black sleeves of his coat were thrown on the table, and the gray mist was shrouded, and three square Xuanyu dice appeared on the table with fine light.

"Do you dare to open it? If you open it, what will you pay? Can you afford it?"

"Just because you are the son of the president of the Right Clan Chamber of Commerce? Hmph, I'm afraid that with the power of this blue-winged flying tiger around you, the weight is a little insufficient!"

Wu Zi smiled falsely, laughing wantonly, looking at his right ear, his cold eyes playful and sarcastic.

Hearing the words in his right ear, his heart was a little complicated, and he reached out to hold the dice cup, and a burst of ghost fire flew out of his body, turning into a grimace baby, and threw himself towards the dice cup.

The ghost-faced baby's small purple hand reached over and touched the Xuanyu dice on the table, the ghost eye was raised, and when he saw the strange light released from Wu Zi's cold eyes, he screamed in fright and quickly retracted into his right ear.

The night was like a fog, and his right ear glanced at Zuo Yan in the corner, and the hand holding the dice cup trembled slightly, but it still didn't open it after all.

"Let me drive!"

Zuo Hao flew from the windowsill and fell into front of the table, the purple brush slammed into the gambling table, and a cold wind came into the air, and the lamp stand and chairs in the room turned into dry smoke under the cold wind.

The eyes were cold, the slender right finger crackled, the air was gloomy, and the left hand gently held the dice cup, facing Wu Zixu, and the starry eyes were about to open the clouds and mist covering the night!

Wu Zixu laughed again, the strange eyes under the willow moon were scattered with strange light, one hand pressed the purple brush, the whole brush was submerged under the gambling table, and the other hand pressed the back of Zuo Yan's hand hard: "Old friend, can you think about it, once this dice cup is opened, you don't have the heart to engrave the mountains and seas, and copy the flowers and plants!"

Hearing Wu Zixu's words, Zuo Yan's hand kept pressing the dice cup, motionless!

The purple cold light lingered strangely in Wu Zixu's eyes, and the phantom clouds were misty, and Wu Zixu's hand was slightly loosened: "Old friend, you can open the dice, and I won't stop you." But if you don't lift it, you only need to help me kill someone, and I wish to melt the six pulse flags and withdraw from the big dream!"

"Kill whom!" Zuo Hao chuckled, his five fingers still not moving.

"Yin and Yang Sword, Yin Dream Falling Sun!" Wuzi's empty eyes were still cold.

"The Taiyin Sword is drunk and dreams of Yin, and the Great Yang Sword Gu Luoyang, these are two people!"

Zuo Xun looked at Wu Zixu quietly, hoping that he would be clear about his arithmetic ability.

His eyes narrowed slightly, deep and blurry, Wu Zixu shook his head, the black and white cloud flag in his hand was raised, and a burst of mist drifted away, permeating, like a dragon going out to sea.

Three people flashed in the air in the depths of the thick fog:

Ge Tan, who wished to swallow the sea, was dressed in red, holding a dragon spear from the heavenly fire, holding a red fire gourd, his face was full of fire, and he was drinking soju.

Liu Xuanhuang, who wishes to be in the same vein as a willow, is dressed as a scholar, holding a soul hook fire sickle in his hand, stepping on the soul refining fire flag, his face is innocent, and he is blindly smiling.

Zhu Rong Turtle Bu is a broken line, with white hair, holding a Heart-Eating Turtle Bow, carrying thirteen Heart-Shooting Turtle Arrows on his back, his face is gloomy, and his body looks like a ghost.

The three of them looked at Zuo Xun and didn't speak, their mood was calm and their eyes were deep.

Looking at this situation, Wu Zixu wanted Zhu Rong's people to go with Zuo Hao and others to kill the Yin and Yang swords.

They only need to solve one of the swords!

"It's okay to kill people, but after the matter is completed, I want to wish all the thirteen pulse flags of Rong to leave the Great Dream Dynasty!"

Zuo Xun glanced at Wu Zixu, released the palm of the dice cup, sucked it in both hands, sucked the purple brush back into his hand, and then, regardless of whether he agreed or not, took his right ear and Lan Mei'er and left.

The night sky was clear, the smoke dissipated, Wu Zi gave a blank look, and Ge Tan took Liu Xuanhuang and Broken Away and followed.

After the six of them left, behind Wu Zixu, Jiang Man had a graceful posture, his mature and charming blue bead eyes flowed with the light of the wheel of fire, and his willow waist twisted like a water snake, and he quietly walked out of the secret room of the elegant house.

"How's the situation with the Heavenly Sect's Five Elements Sword?" Wu Zi asked as he looked at the flying clouds and mist in the black night sky.

"The Red Sun Flame Extinguishing Sword Yan Gehuo has already accepted the great gift of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, and now he should be urging the other four sons of the Heavenly Sect to kill Mo Caiwei tomorrow in the name of the demon!"

Fusang's eyebrows bent slightly, Jiang Man put down the pen in his hand, and his whole body snuggled up to Wu Zixu's body, his eyes were full of flowers, and he said emotionally.

"Good! good!"

Wu Zixu's black and red eyes moved strangely, looking at the dark night outside the windowsill, and laughed out loud!

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Wu'an City, on the top of the Sword Tower, there are five young people dressed as Taoist priests standing in the air, looking indifferent, like a blue bird soaring into the blue sky in the wind, swimming freely.

"Fourth brother, is what you said true, that Mo Caiwei is really a lich? Don't punish the wrong demon again, we destroyed a genius demon by mistake ten years ago!" Yan Shangjin, the White Mist Sword King of the Heavenly Sect, looked at a young monk with a long sword in front of him, his eyes were cold, and he asked with extraordinary majesty.

It's just that there are some disturbing past events hidden under his fierce gaze, and there is a deep meaning of remorse, and he is afraid that he will be punished by mistake again!

The fire flashed, his expression was cold, and the Red Sun Extinguishing Sword Yan Gehuo laughed: "This matter is true, if the senior brother still doesn't believe it, tomorrow I will try to transform and devour the witch powder, and the Mo witch will definitely show her original form!"

The robe was lightly raised, and there was a brilliant jade bottle in Yan Gehuo's hand, which appeared in the air, and he could vaguely smell it, and the scarlet liquid in the bottle revealed a certain strange fragrance.

"This matter still needs to wait for the sixth sister and the seventh brother to come, and then discuss, the master only ordered us to bring back the Di Xian!" Yan Shangjin, who was the leader, pondered for a while and commanded.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister Mengyin and Senior Brother Luoyang, they haven't arrived yet, there won't be any accidents, right?" There was a person next to him, the blue-sleeved wind-chasing sword Liu Chuanmu, with an elegant posture, and a trace of worry on his handsome face.

The seven sons of the Heavenly Sword are out of the same family, and their feelings are very deep, like brothers!

"It's okay! The Sixth Sister and the Seventh Lady are not low in cultivation, and they also have the Holy Sword Taiyin Sword and the Great Yang Sword on their bodies, ordinary monks are not opponents at all!" Yan Shangjin looked down, Xiao Yinya outside Wu'an City, his pupils were indifferent, and he comforted Liu Chuanmu, the blue-sleeved wind chasing sword.

"Senior brother, do you want me to take a trip to Xiaoyinya with the Pure Land junior brother and bring the sixth sister and the seventh brother over!" just in case?"

The night was low, and there was a hint of suspicion in the corners of his eyes, Hei Lang asked the Sichuan Sword Li Ruoshui to feel a little uneasy in his heart, and wanted to take a trip with the Earth Kaishan Sword Cui Pure Land to prevent change.

Among the seven sons, especially the Wenchuan Sword Li Ruoshui and the Kaishan Sword Cui Pure Land are the most affectionate, and the sword skills are also quite deep, and they have already condensed the sword qi Yuanshen, transformed into a tripod, and have the cultivation of the middle level of the Yuanshen Realm!

The two sword masters were bold, and some volunteered, hoping that Yan Shangjin would approve of going down the mountain this time, and their senior brother Yan Shangjin was the commander.

"Uh-huh, Master deliberately separated our Yin and Yang Five Elements Sword and went down the mountain, there must be a deep meaning!"

Yan Shangjin's blue eyebrows moved, and he was also a little worried, his mind floated, and after thinking for a while, he still decided to choose to stand still in Wu'an City first: "In order to fight the grass and scare the snake, let's wait patiently for the sixth sister and the seventh sister!"

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At the same time, the Ye family, the An family, and several strange figures quietly fell into the secret courtyard of the two families at night, and then there was a wave of late-night gatherings, plotting all night.

The city lord is lonely and dusty, and it is even worse. There was a group of strange sergeants dressed in silver tooth armor and riding two-winged war wolves, swaggering into his mansion from outside Wu'an City, unusually high-profile.

In this unquiet night, the entire Wu'an City is in a plot of flying shadows, scouts running and withered lights.

All kinds of intricate forces, strange and powerful monks, open, secret, public or private, secretly and quickly came to the city, waiting for the immortal ceremony of the Mo family tomorrow.