After a round of performances, the storyteller of the "Listening to the Wind is Rain" teahouse came to the stage and hugged his fists: "Thank you for your caretaker here." After speaking, he shook his hand, and a maid from Ruyifang stepped forward, holding a bunch of sticks with a tray in her hand, and the storyteller took one casually, "Later, this sign will be distributed to the hands of all the people present, and when your performance is over, you will put the signs in your hands into the candidates." Okay, next, let's welcome the recently famous Beijing - the jade-faced son, Ningshui. ”

"Pap ......" clapped like a surging tide, and the momentum was extraordinary.

But no one came on the stage for half a day, and the storyteller laughed awkwardly: "Maybe everyone's applause is not enthusiastic enough, so let's use the warmest applause to welcome the jade-faced boy to appear." ”

"Papapapa......" This time the applause was deafening-

After the applause passed, there was still no condensation on the stage, hey, where did the people go?

Jun Hao stood on the rubble on the roof of Ruyi Fang: "This guy shouldn't have escaped." ”

How can it be! Anyway, she Ningshui is also the young owner of the Ning Family Gang, and she is going to die and escape, how can she gain a foothold in the capital, she just ran to Ruyi Fang to find a sword.

The moon slave hurriedly took a sword from the warehouse and gave it to Ning Shui: "Ning Gongzi, what do you want this sword for?" ”

Ning Shui turned to look at her, a confident smile appeared on her handsome face, and she held a sword in her hand: "Miss Moon Slave, otherwise, you can also go up to the front and take a look, I am going to dance the sword once." ”

Looking at the front court again, I shouted several times, but the condensation did not appear, and everyone doubted, should this be a retirement, right?

Mr. Storyteller rubbed his thick calloused palms, opened his throat and said, "Otherwise, let's postpone the performance of the Condensing Water Boy first, and then invite Guo Guogongfu, the sister of the current queen, Miss Guo Xuerong—"

"Wow......" Mr. Storyteller was saying, but everyone looked up at the sky, what was there to see above? The storyteller also looked at everyone's eyes.

Ning Shui was dressed in crescent white clothes, holding a sword in his hand, coming against the wind, and landed steadily beside Mr. Storyteller, clasping his fists to everyone, with an intoxicating handsome smile on his face: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, playing the piano, dancing and other vassal and elegant things, this young master can't do it, the contemptible person is a vulgar martial artist, just dance the sword here, everyone can take a look at it." ”

Also, the four young and four beauties in the capital selected by Ruyi Fang, when did they say that they were only selected for their talents, and they also had martial arts.

Just do it, condensing the water Shi unfolded the shelf, the sword danced smoothly, the white clothes fluttered, and the shape was changed, but what was missing?

Suddenly, there was a whining sound, and the momentum was sonorous. Everyone raised their heads slightly, by the way, how could the sword dance be without music?

A young man with silver hair reaching his waist, dressed in black, blowing Xiao, standing on the top of the pillar with only his toes, a fierce momentum spread out around him as the center, and everyone shuddered, who is this person? He is obviously a young man, but he has white hair, his clothes are black from top to bottom, and he is only embroidered with golden silk threads on the sleeves, placket, and corners of his clothes, and he is a scary character.

Xiao Sheng and the sword's moves, it is fast and fast, it is slow and slow, so that the sword Xiao is one! Fascinating!

Xia Shangyu leaned on the chair, the hand holding the tea paused, how could Jun Hao appear here?

The condensation of the sword dance was about to be angry out of the internal injury, what a shameless Jun Hao, what kind of trouble did he come out to make, for Jun Hao to make up for her shortcomings, she condensed the water without any gratitude, I saw her soaring into the air, swinging the sword and pointing at Jun Hao in mid-air, the speed was like lightning, everyone's heart was suspended, do you want blood to splash on the spot?

The figure of the silver-haired young man flashed to the side, and the person had gently floated onto the stage, Xiao Sheng was still continuing, and his eyes were still looking at the condensation quite provocatively. On the pillar, the condensing golden rooster is independent, his hands are spread out to maintain balance, Jun Hao is so provocative to her, he really doesn't know how to die, can't he beat him? It's just a pampered prince, when this young master roamed the rivers and lakes, this kid was still drinking milk! The tip of the sword had already turned to aim at Jun Hao, and a steady stream of internal force passed through the arm of the condensation, gathered on the body of the sword, and with a slap of his feet, the condensation turned into a white tornado, swooping towards Jun Hao, without any mercy on his subordinates.

"Bang-" Ling's sword blade smashed down, Jun Hao dodged and dodged, and the stage made of wooden planks was immediately hit and smashed out of a hole.

"Wow......" Everyone exclaimed, even Xia Shangyu sat up straight from the confusion and carelessness just now, what are they ...... At...... Fighting? However, the reaction of the people was somewhat ...... It's different, everyone is talking endlessly, like beating chicken blood, red neck, excited, such a powerful kung fu, the jade-faced boy is really unusual! This Ruyi Fang event is not in vain.

Condensing water This is really moving, how could Jun Hao not cherish his life, Xiao spun in his hand, and the sword came out of Xiao, it turned out that Xiao Zhong hid a short sword. At that time, this was no longer a stage, but a martial platform.

Xiao Sheng was gone, and all that was left was the sound of swords and swords spelling sparks.

At this time, the sound of the golden iron horse like the piano escaped, and I don't know when, a masked woman had already sat on the side of the stage, put the piano on the piano platform, and the green ten fingers quickly plucked on the guqin, and only the eyes that were exposed outside were full of solemn and indifferent atmosphere, and the sword light and sword shadow flew beside her, and she did not frown.

How can a woman raised in the depths of the boudoir have such a warrior atmosphere who sees death as home? Jun Ye hid in the crowd and took in the masked woman's every move, but why was he masked?

"Bang bang...... wherever the sword and sword shadow went, broken wood flew, but fortunately, the stage base was relatively stable, so it did not fall.

"Huhu," taking advantage of the gap where he avoided giving Jun Hao a hard blow, Ning Shui gasped twice, grandma is a bear! This straw bale prince is not as straw as he thought, and he is on par with his own fighting, and she is now out of strength.

Ning Shui glanced at Ye Nianxue, just touching her gaze towards herself, but saw her quietly move away and focus on the piano. Ning Shui pursed his lips, if he was defeated by the hands of this straw bale prince, how could he have the face to appear in front of the beauty in the future! A sense of manhood suddenly rose from Ning Shui's chest, and he slashed at Jun Hao with all his might.

Jun Hao didn't expect that Ning Shui still had the strength to make a big move, and he didn't notice it for a while, and subconsciously used Xiao Yi in his left hand to block it, and a good jade Xiao suddenly cracked into pieces.

In an instant, the aura around Jun Hao completely changed, and the murderous aura burst out, covering the entire stage.

The strings of the "Zheng ......" were broken, and a drop of blood dripped from Ye Nianxue Qianqian's fingertips to the body of the qin, and the rare Jiaowei Qin was actually broken, is this a prophecy of something ominous?