"Miss Mu, Miss Lan, please come here."

On the west side of Dongque Terrace, the cold love greeted the second daughter very warmly to sit down.

His so-called "thin noodles" are actually not thin at all - for a rising star who will become the leader of the literary circle of Qi in the future, and even judge the future of a talented person in a word, there is no one who does not want to stammer. So as soon as he showed up, the officials were like bees smelling the fragrance of flowers, and they came to shout and ask for warmth. When he heard that he wanted to take the beautiful woman to enjoy the wonderful dance, there were immediately three more seats in the golden area worth thousands of gold on the west side of Dongque Terrace, and they were three seats with excellent dancing views.

After settling everything, the officials seemed to be afraid that the "future master" would accidentally forget themselves, and still stood aside with laughter and refused to leave. After laughing, the shrewd eyes of the officials roamed back and forth on a man and two women, and their expressions gradually became playful, secretly wondering when did this senior brother, who has always been obsessed with books and does not ask about the love between men and women, when did his heart sprout?

Fortunately, the two women knew what their posture was, and deliberately veiled. If everyone sees the face of the second daughter, I am afraid that they will understand that they have misunderstood Leng Gongzi.

Where is this moving the heart? It's obviously a spring heart!

The snub really touched the heart. As long as Lan Haitang can say a word to her and give himself a smile, he feels that the whole world is a vibrant spring scene.

No matter how talented he is and how literary he is, in the final analysis, he is still a little man who has never experienced the love between men and women. And men who are blinded by emotion, reason is usually severely suppressed by emotion.

Lan Haitang wanted to drag the injured Mu Rong into the city with him, and he understood that it was a deep sisterhood.

Lan Haitang proposed to take a detour from the north of the city, instead of taking a shortcut all the way west into the city, saying that he was afraid that his "cousin" would blame himself when he saw that he had abducted his "sister-in-law", and he also believed it.

He just wanted to see her smile, as long as he could be with her, everything would be very beautiful.

Looking at his gentle and even honest smile, Lan Haitang felt a sense of guilt in his heart. She didn't know if it was considered a exploit, and if it was possible, she really didn't want to deceive a kind man. But Tang An's trip was the truth, she couldn't tell him; And her true emotions are like a knife, and she can't bear to let his sincere heart be bloody. So the three words "I'm sorry" are very simple, but she can't say anything.

She could only silently bear the good of being cold, but she buried her guilt deep in her heart.

Lan Haitang's complex emotions are unaware. He was like a warm host, tirelessly introducing the second daughter.

"Miss Mu, this is one of the famous places in my Linzi City - Dongque Terrace. Oh, the woman in white who was sitting under the banner on the east side was Feng Zhiyao, the 'No. 1 Dancing Girl in the World'. ”

Mu Rong's expression did not change at all, and her eyes did not change with the fingers of cold love-she just wanted to find the shadow that worried her.

But when she saw the high platform, she saw Xie Yuan!

A hint of solemnity flashed on Mu Rong's face, because she found that Xie Yuan was also looking for someone. As for who to turn to - do you need to ask more?

The snub looked at Mu Rong's gaze and said with a smile: "Miss Mu, that one is Xie Yuan, the Duke of Dingguo, who is a ...... Well...... Indulge in landscapes and games. ”

Listening to him think for a long time before finding the right wording, a trace of ridicule flashed on Mu Rong's face. The people who hold the grimace, the jade gate, and the phoenix platform firmly in their hands, as well as the leisure and indulgence in the landscape and the game world?

But any master always has a keen intuition. Xie Yuan seemed to have a sense in his heart, and looked towards the west, just opposite Mu Rong's eyes.

His pupils suddenly contracted, not because Mu Rong looked good, but because he was cold.

He secretly hated his negligence. Mu Rong was severely injured by herself on that rainy night, if she wanted to heal her injuries, who else could she rely on except to seek Wei Zhongtian's old miscellaneous hair?

If Tang An has been hiding in the Jixia School Palace for the past few days, it would be understandable that he couldn't find anyone. It's just that...... How did they get hooked up with the snub?

A trace of solemnity flashed on Xie Yuan's face, and he felt more and more unfathomable that Tang An was unfathomable.

"Heaven and earth are virtuous, giving birth to all things, being broad and intelligent, and cultivating the masses. Hadith is preached, Xingqi Hongji, flowing beautiful songs, perched on the branches of the phoenix. Yangchun Fengxi, Shu to the East Que, the best art is the country, the world appreciates! ”

Xie Yuan was still secretly thinking about where Tang An would appear at present, but he heard that under the high platform, the warden Huang Weiwen opened his throat and sang an opening question that no one could understand, and then closed the ode and shouted loudly: "Tang Feixue Yue Lange Liu Song, and Fengmen Gate Master Feng Zhi Yaofeng everyone is competing in dance, start now!" ”

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Bamboo forest, bloody rain and bloody wind.

Qin Wenyue's sword was stained with blood, which also greatly inspired the bloodshed of the soldiers of the "Avengers". In the Western Regions, this is called "opening the red light", which refers to the favor of the gods, killing thousands of miles of enemies, and being unstoppable.

Ma Shang, who was climbing on the bamboo, took advantage of the distance and drew arrows from the basket one after another, each arrow injuring one enemy. The tail trill of the bowstring is accompanied by the wind blowing the bamboo leaves, like playing a song "Bow and Bamboo Breeze".

Li Dazhuang was in a strong body, not as good as those dexterous companions, so he simply grabbed a bamboo with the thickness of a bowl with an iron palm, pulled it out of the ground stiffly, and then cut it from the gradual bamboo leaves, as if holding a giant stick seven or eight meters long.

"We, Lord Tang, are outside the country, and we always charge forward in the face of the enemy, killing Hulu and raising the prestige of the country, and the Tang Dynasty admires it from top to bottom. Such a person, you dare to fight his idea? You are worthy of it! ”

He shouted, raised his huge stick high, and smashed it at a ghost servant who was entangled with his companion! The ghost servant didn't realize it, and his head suddenly looked like a mixed watermelon, and the white brain was mixed with blood, splashing a layer of bright red on the green bamboo.

The dense bamboo in the forest is not like the battlefield of a flat river, and in this complex terrain, the "strangulation array" of the "Avengers" is perfectly played. The small-scale group battle has become a nightmare for ghost servants.

A ghost servant stares at the enemy entangled with his companions, and sneak attacks from behind are undoubtedly their forte. But before he got close to his opponent, he felt a cold neck and his entire head was cut off.

"If you want to kill Lord Tang, first ask Lao Tzu's knife if he agrees!"

The warrior snorted, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a tightness in his back, and turned his head to look, only to see a ghost servant sneaking straight into his vest!

He didn't feel panicked, and the experience of living and dying together in the Western Regions made everyone feel at ease to hand over their backs to their robes.

The ghost servant was still two meters away from the target when he was punched in the heart by another person, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth in severe pain.

At this time, the first person to be attacked finally eliminated his opponent - the killer is undoubtedly terrifying when he waits in the shadows for a chance to kill with one blow. But if they expose their intentions in broad daylight, how can a well-prepared warrior let them succeed easily?

The three warriors who had solved their troubles smiled at each other, winked at each other in tacit understanding, and headed for a new goal.

From a distance, combinations like the three of them can be seen everywhere. The soldiers formed a small triangle in every three people, you are my eye, I am your sword. This kind of combination is much better than the ghost servant who only knows how to fight alone.

Of course, the results are obvious. With screams, the number of "Avengers" has basically not changed, but the ghost servants are getting fewer and fewer.

A nimble ghost servant followed Qingzhu's cover, and approached Tang An unconsciously. The chaotic grappling also created the best cover for his lurking.

Perhaps in his eyes, Tang An is not only the backbone of this army, but also the weakest and easiest fish belly in martial arts.

As long as he is dead, what is the point of these soldiers continuing to fight?

Tang An was standing side by side with Ji Chen at this time, coldly looking at the battlefield where the situation was becoming clearer and clearer. These people in front of him hurt him and hid around like a lost dog; His brother was seriously wounded, and many were buried in other places; His woman was frightened, and tears rained down.

Damn them!

"Big brother, be careful!"

was secretly crying out in his heart, Tang An suddenly heard Ji Chen's shout beside him. He didn't see the appearance of the killer, but out of the instinct of crawling on the battlefield, he hurriedly turned sideways, and suddenly there was a sound of a sharp weapon breaking the wind in his ears.

The ghost servant pounced on the air, secretly angry in his heart, and just wanted to raise his head and was about to make up for another knife, when he suddenly felt a kick in the side of his face, and he was dizzy with ringing in his ears.

Ji Chen endured the sharp pain that pulled the wound, and tried his best to give it a kick. Tang An saw the pain on his face, and without saying a word, he pulled out the long sword on Ji Chen's waist, and sent the sword into the latter's back.

Seeing that the man was lying on the ground and twisted his body slightly, and then completely swallowed, Tang An spat and scolded: "Fuck, do you look down on Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu is also a ruthless person who has been on the battlefield and killed people, okay! ”

The ghost's wailing continued.

As the backbone of this group, Ghost Thorn originally just wanted to be a quiet spectator. Over the years, he has only learned one thing from Xie Yuan: the real superior will always kill people with his mouth.

But he never imagined that the "grimace" he trusted, relied on, and relied on would fail so suddenly and so simply.

This is not a fight at all, but a one-sided massacre!

He could see that these people supported Tang An, otherwise they wouldn't be so anxious when Tang An was under siege; When Tang An was out of danger, they were so angry.

Anger cannot be eaten, otherwise not so many people would have died at the hands of themselves, and they are still alive. But it wasn't until he started to make a move that the ghost thorn knew that he really underestimated these people and thought too highly of himself.

Nishan's defeat was not due to a numerical inferiority. Seeing these strong men in front of him like tigers entering a pack of wolves, he realized that sometimes numbers can't make up for the gap in strength at all.

That's the price of blind confidence.

He just wanted to run now. Even if he has nothing from now on, at least he can still live.

But when he turned around, he found that Xu Xian was on his way, showing an extremely sinister smile, and said coldly: "I said, I will return the sword you stabbed me." ”