Chapter 702: Yanzhou

It's night.

Yanzhou, which is as dark as night all year round, is always more silent than commotion, and how to distinguish the so-called day and night is to look at the moon in the sky, and there are also days and nights in Yanzhou, although the distinction between day and night is not large.

If it is night, there is no moon in the sky, but if it is day, there is a moon in the sky.

The moon in Yanzhou is like an ordinary sun, although it does not shine, but it is enough to illuminate, and the white sun in Yanzhou is the miserable white of the years, not the scorching sun, but the white of the moonlight.

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night.

In a palace with beaded curtainsβ€”

A man in black deftly climbed in from outside the wall, walking cautiously in all corners of the palace, as if looking for something, looking at his back, he was very slender and thin, and seemed to be a small warrior.

"Bang", suddenly the man inadvertently bumped into an agate bottle, the man in black was shocked, panicked to straighten the bottle, cautiously looked around, but there was no movement around, as if nothing had happened, couldn't help but settle down a little, and then walked forward.

Pick open a "jingling" bead curtain, is an inner hall, the inner hall is more luxurious and magnificent than the outer hall, the man in black quietly crushed a pill, stuffed it through the gap, and waited for a while, with a little confidence to gently push the door in.

But in the inner hall, a figure seemed to be curled up in the brocade quilt on a beautiful woman's couch, but the person was motionless, as if he had temporarily lost consciousness due to the influence of Fang Cai.

The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth hooked slightly, and he nodded to himself for his wit.

Slowly approached the brocade quilt, picked up a corner of the quilt with one hand, but found that it was empty at this moment.

It's not good, it's a trick!

"Don't move!"

A cold voice came into the eardrums of the man in black, and at the same time, a sharp long sword had quietly placed on the shoulder of the man in black, and it only took a moment to take his life.

"Hehe, it seems that the lingering lady is really well prepared. ”

The voice changed, becoming a little hoarse and low, and it was impossible to hear who the master was, and at the moment when the man in black had just finished speaking, the moon was tilting, just reflecting the sword-wielding, and it was indeed the haunting jacket.

"It's because there are so many gentlemen like you

, so even if you are lingering, you have to take care of yourself, otherwise you don't know when you will be harmed by a traitor, isn't it too unjust to die?"

The lingering jacket slowly turned in front of the man in black, the man in black was wrapped in black, and he couldn't see his appearance, but he was only slightly emaciated, but the corners of his mouth were curved, and his smile was very mysterious.

"It's so late, I don't know what the thrush lady is doing in my humble house, and she is still dressed like this. ”

The man in black hissed, "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

"Hehe-" Lingering Skin Smile Doesn't Smile, "Sister, is this blaming my sister for not caring much about her sister on weekdays? Although my sister doesn't talk much to my sister, I still have this bit of eyesight, if not, my sister will know if she has faded her veil." ”

"I've come here dressed like this, so why will I listen to your arrangement?"

But seeing that the man in black raised his eyebrows, slashed back with one hand, and slashed the sword of the lingering jacket with one palm, and his body quickly rushed out, how could the lingering jacket let her escape?

"Where to run!"

A long white silk was like spider silk, quickly wrapped around the waist of the man in black, but found that the waist was soft and boneless, very slender, and it was clearly the woman's willow waist.

The thrush snorted, replaced the knife with his hand, split the silk silk with one palm, and quickly escaped.

Haunting Jacket threw the long sword in his hand with all his might, and the long sword stabbed forward like an arrow off the string, and Thrush felt the movement behind him and dodged to the side, but the long sword was like a tarsal bone, still chasing her unrelentingly.

Only a "stab" sound was heard, and the long sword pierced into the side of the thrush's cheek, and the black scarf wrapped in it fell inch by inch.

Not good!

The thrush was frightened and wanted to dodge, but the deeds had been revealed, and there was nowhere to hide, and at this moment, a group of men and horses "trampled" through the front hall, came to this place, raised the long thorn in his hand, and squeezed the thrush into the water.

"Thrush lady, your midnight dress really impresses you. ”

The eyebrow stared at the thrush with condensed eyes, and the thrush saw that the situation was already like this, so he withdrew from his black clothes, revealing his true face.

"Haunting, there are a lot of people here, do you dare to go out with me?"

"Why don't you dare!"

The thrush flew out of the door, and the lingering jacket followed, but when he saw a corner of the void realm, the momentum was huge,

It turned out to be two warriors fighting.

I saw a woman wearing a green and yellow skirt, three thousand green silk with a green hosta bond, half lazy hanging on the shoulders, on the top of her head, draped in a water-green long yarn, both sides of the soft down, more beautiful and pretty. In her left hand, she holds a jade ruler with intricate patterns, which is a sharp weapon, and whenever the woman makes a move, the jade ruler shines brightly.

On the opposite side of it, a woman with a crown and a hairpin, the whole body is an aqua blue half-waist skirt, truncated in the middle, revealing a soft and slender willow waist, ringing in the ears, fragrant cheeks, and gold and jade handpieces on both sides of the elbows, shining and shining. The colorful hoops on the waist compete to wear each other, jingle and ring, and the orchid fingers twist red dust like water.

There was a loud sound in the air, and the two daughters put aside their martial arts, and their posture had their own merits. And the martial arts are even more interesting.

The woman in the skirt is the thrush of the daughter of the Fire Venerable, and the woman in the blue dress is the lingering jacket.

I saw the thrush flipping all over his body, and the skirt was hanging upside down, but he swung a blow from his right shoulder with his left hand, and the jade ruler was shining, becoming more and more prosperous.

And when the lingering jacket saw the power of the jade ruler, the light in the jade ruler suddenly turned into countless talisman strikes, rushing towards the lingering jacket, and in this jade ruler, there were countless small talisman formations clearly hidden!

Haunting Jacket leaps to its feet, dodging most of the attacks, but many of the talismans have a tracking effect, which cannot be shaken off.

I saw that the soft waist of the lingering jacket was gently swinging, the left hand was lying across the chest, and the right hand was raised above the head, as if it was doing an ancient and complicated sacrificial ceremony.

But on closer inspection, the folding fan is not complete, only half, but the fan bone of the folding fan is golden, and its fan surface seems to be transparent glass, which is not real.

Seeing this scene, the insider's face suddenly changed.

This martial art is nothing else, it is the exclusive technique passed on to Ying Yuan by the previous Dao Master, and only the Ying family can make this move.

When the thrush saw this move, there was also a hint of solemnity on his face, but he was ready to shoot it.

And tonight in Yanzhou, there is bound to be a big war, which attracts everyone's attention and also involves a past that has been sealed for tens of thousands of years.

Speaking of this matter, we have to start with the previous Taoist lord tens of thousands of years ago, that is, one of the wives and concubines of the current Taoist master, the ancestor of the lingering coat.