Ouyang Yi shook his head, but still approached Ouyang Xue, only to hear a soft sound, and the rope was disconnected.

Ouyang Yi played with the weapon in his hand and put it away neatly, unlike his fan, this dagger called the Silver Snake Knife was small and delicate and extremely sharp, and what was even more amazing was that it could also be transformed into a long sword.

"It's really not like ......" Before Ouyang Xue could finish speaking, Ouyang Yi had already covered her mouth, "Don't make trouble, go to the secret room and hide!" There's someone out there, I'm going to deal with it. ”

Ouyang Xue muttered in a low voice, "I know it's not like your style, there is really an ambush." As she spoke, she slipped in quickly through the secret passage.

Ouyang Yi quickly moved to the door, poked open the corner of the window paper, and the situation outside was unobstructed, and a fiery red figure came into his eyes.

"Ouyang Gongzi, since you're here, why don't you show up?" Thousand Red Shadows shouted.

Ouyang Yi slowly walked out of the room, his expression still relaxed, "Is it really you?" ”

"Yes"

"What the hell are you going to do? What about Zibing and others? ”

Qian Hongying hooked her lips and smiled: "Instead of caring about my sister, let's investigate the situation in each pavilion!" ”

"What the hell did you do to them?"

"You'll know if you see it, there's still ......," Qian Hongying paused, "It's best not to let your sister run around, otherwise you will bear the consequences!" ”

The red clothes floated away, leaving Ouyang Yi alone in thought.

……

in the room.

All three were waiting in silence.

A ray of sunlight came in an instant, illuminating everything.

The woman in purple still tasted the pastry, as if this pastry was the whole world.

However, no one dared to disturb.

How are things going? ”

"Everything is going well, it's just ......" Xun Fangli's face was full of anxiety, "If Ouyang Yi is allowed to continue, this situation is ......"

The slender hand picked up a piece of pastry, twisted it lightly, and it became minced and disappeared with the wind.

"I'm not going to let him mess with it."

As soon as the gauze tent was lifted, the woman in purple slowly walked out.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

It's been a long time since I've seen a sister like this, this outfit?

Just like it was ten years ago.

She has a tourmaline butterfly flower in her hair, and a dark green carved jade bracelet on her wrist.

It's just that the flower of the year made the little girl more and more petite, and the temperament of the jade bracelet overshadowed the little girl.

Now.

The vicissitudes of life, great changes have been born.

The little girl faded away from immaturity and youthfulness, forming a unique charm, the calmness between the eyebrows, can surpass everything, no matter how expensive the accessories, it is just the icing on the cake, can not take away her light.

She is the only Wan Zibing in this world.

Seeing this outfit, everyone's hearts finally quieted down.

If she is dressed like this, then my sister must pay attention to this battle situation.

Everything can be determined.

……

Inside Nanyang Province.

The silence was eeri.

King Nanyang pacified everyone, walked to the Hanyu Palace, looked at the room, as if there was no light, he was about to leave, but in an instant, the light in the room was lit, shining on his departing pace.

A man walked slowly.

Handsome figure.

A playful smile.

Ouyang Yi shook the small fan lightly, "Dad, since you're here, why don't you sit down for a while?" ”

Ouyang He looked at his precious son, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, but he couldn't say a word, he just responded lightly with two words, "It's okay." ”

The aroma of tea is elegant.

The tea is steaming.

King Nanyang's expression suddenly relaxed, and his eyes closed slightly, as if he was enjoying this moment extremely much.

"Yi'er, is there a countermeasure?"

"Since we have been poisoned, there must be something for us to do!" Ouyang Yi put the fan into his arms and lightly replaced the teacup in his father's hand.

Ouyang He Huoran opened his eyes, only to feel a warmth in his hand, looking at the teacup and quietly distracted.

Ouyang Yi shook his head helplessly, holding his father's old hands, "Can't you rest assured that you are here?" ”

"It's not that I'm not at ease......," Ouyang He's voice gradually paused, "It's been cautious for many years, and it has become a habit." ”

Ouyang Yi looked at his father, who was getting older, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

"Don't worry, I've got you covered."

Ouyang Yi's eyes suddenly appeared, like a piece of jade blooming with ten thousand years of brilliance.

"You've grown up." Ouyang He's heart was very gratified.

In the distance, the sound of drums gradually came, at first it was one or two times, but then it was much smoother, deafening and terrifying.

This direction seems to come from the gate of the Nanyang Palace.

The dignified Nanyang Palace, how can there be no guards?

Four beauties.

Four-color waist drum.

They are like a hundred flowers blooming, but with hatred and anger, they fill every corner.

When the flowers become angry, they will become a terrifying force that will destroy everything.

The woman in white on the left hand hand is holding a white drum, like a blooming jasmine, but there is danger hidden in the weakness.

The second woman in yellow was wearing a yellow gauze pleated skirt, which was a bright color, but the hatred in her eyes trumped everything.

The woman on the right-hand side, her fiery red clothes are like the morning glow, which is a dazzling brilliance, but because she has been unwilling for a long time, she seems to tear everything apart.

The most unforgettable thing is the woman in purple in the middle.

She has a tourmaline butterfly flower in her hair, a dark green carved jade bracelet on her wrist, no trace of emotional fluctuations in her eyes, and a purple dress fluttering in the wind, like a beautiful flying butterfly, but more dangerous than anyone else.

"It's really our honor to let the four famous artists take the drums to help!" Ouyang Yi shook his fan lightly and walked slowly, but there was no sneer in his words.

In the hearts of Ouyang Yi and Wan Zibing, they are both guarding their most precious things.

Neither of them will take a step back, even if they love each other deeply.

"That's nature, your ......" Before Qianhongying finished speaking, the beautiful eyes of the woman in purple swept away, and the fiery figure was silent, well-behaved like a tamed little fox.

"There is a wrong, there is a debtor, I just want to find someone to take revenge." Wan Zibing's faint voice sounded, but there was an unstoppable chill that made everyone change color.

Ouyang Yi was also slightly stunned.

He had never seen her like this.

In Ouyang Yi's impression, Wan Zibing was always calm and elegant, as if everything was under her control, without a trace of emotional catharsis.

Now she makes people feel that she is as strange as another person.

"Whoever you look for, you can't spread wild in my house."

Ouyang He's voice is like a bell, his body is like a pine and cypress, and his thick beard can't hide the magnificent domineering spirit scattered out, which is a silent warning to the enemy.

Wan Zibing smiled slightly, she didn't take Ouyang He's words to heart, she just said lightly, just like the momentum of the year, "Ten years later, it will be the time to take you and avoid my Wanfu full of souls!" King Nanyang really didn't take this sentence to heart? ”

Ouyang He finally remembered who she was, and his body moved.

And she really did.

Ten years ago, that delicate little girl now has the ability to dominate the overall situation, which is both fortunate and unfortunate.

"Ten years ago?" Ouyang Yi muttered to himself, "Could it be that this is the reason why she suddenly disappeared?" ”

"It seems that you remember me," Wan Zibing's beautiful eyes were full of flames, "We don't need to make this trip." ”

The crystal clear beads, like a beautiful raindrop, spread out in all directions, with a deadly deterrent.

That psychedelic purple .....

Overwhelming.

Grains are deadly.

"Something is coming at the old man." Ouyang He held the sword in his hand and met all the purple beads, fighting against each other, like a dragon and a tiger fighting.

"That's for the best." Wan Zibing showed a relieved smile, "I just want your life." ”

Another wave of attacks rushed in front of Ouyang He without warning.

Not purple beads.

It is red silk.

The long red silk seems to have life, just to find Ouyang He's existence.

The red silk, which is as gorgeous as a peony flower, must be the best decoration for the bride if it is not used for killing.

Suddenly, a lightning-like blade suddenly turned, cutting off the way of the red silk, and the red silk port was actually neat and orderly.

It shows the depth of this person's skills.

It turned out to be Ouyang Yi.

"Stand down!" King Nanyang shouted loudly.

Ouyang Yi smiled faintly: "Dad, I haven't used a sword for too long, let me move my muscles and bones." ”

How could Ouyang He not know his son's strength? He didn't want his son to wade into this troubled water.

This is no longer simply a matter of hatred.

Ouyang Yi had already fought with Qianhongying.

This battle is inevitable......

"Red Shadow, I'll come!" Wan Zibing's faint words made the two people who were inseparable stop fighting.

The woman in purple walked slowly, as if she was not facing a life-and-death contest, but a grand ball, and it was time for her to appear.

Ouyang Yi restrained his smile that had not changed for many years.

He knows.

If Wan Zibing gets serious, he must also exert all his strength in order to have a glimmer of life.

Although, he didn't want that.

The two of them looked at each other quietly, their eyes full of pain.

If you don't know that they are hostile relationships, everyone will think that it is just a pair of beautiful people staring at each other affectionately.

The wind whipped up a leaf.

The leaves tumbled and fluttered, and were finally led to the highest point by the wind.

At this point, the killing machine is already here.

The purple raindrops once again hallucinated everyone's eyes, but not Ouyang Yi.

He threw out his small, delicate silver snake knife, spun and touched every raindrop.

The raindrops fell as if they had lost their lives, but the face of the woman in purple did not change in the slightest.

A faint smile bloomed on Wan Zibing's face, beautiful but full of slaughter, as if the entire battle situation was under her control.

The purple beads swept in again, and together with the fallen part, they merged into a huge fan, trying to trap Ouyang Yi in it.

A fan suddenly appeared, constantly changing, getting bigger and bigger, and directly met the purple umbrella.