Although the masked woman is a spy with good martial arts, she is only a daughter after all, and seeing that there is no way to escape, her body can't help but shrink slightly, staring at the evil face of this brocade prince and feeling a chill in her vest. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hey, little girl, come, show Prince Ben what you look like under this hood." The brocade-clothed prince approached the masked woman, scanning her delicate body, then staring at her eyes that were unusually seductive with panic. In my heart, I couldn't help but look forward to it.

His hand slowly reached for the masked woman's mask, "Smack! The masked woman suddenly slapped him in the face, and then the five fingertips of her left hand went straight to the throat of the brocade prince, and everyone did not expect this woman to explode at this desperate moment.

As the prince of Mongolia, he grew up on horseback, and his martial arts may not be as good as many people in the Central Plains, but he is the nephew of Genghis Khan, and he has God-given divine power and agility.

"Bang!" He jerked back, then kicked the masked woman in the abdomen like a thunderbolt.

The masked woman snorted in pain, and her whole body slammed against the stone wall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

The brocade prince touched his neck with his left hand, where the skin had broken and a trace of blood spilled out. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might have died by now.

When he saw the blood on his fingertips, the wrath of the steppe people was visible to all. He stared at the masked woman with a hideous face, and said word by word: "You-find-die!" "I thought that the masked woman was desperate, and it was time to give in, but I didn't want her to suddenly burst out and want to kill herself!

The man in Tsing Yi stood behind the Prince in Brocade, and the smile on his lips seemed to have never disappeared. He could have made a move just now, but he didn't move after all. Because he knew very well that the masked woman could not threaten the life of the prince of brocade at all.

The masked woman was finally cornered, and she herself was in despair. Just when she wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself, she would not be permanently imprisoned by Mongolia. "Da, da......" An unusually loud footstep sounded not far away. The cold wind on a rainy night seemed to greet the sound of the steps, and suddenly the wind became louder.

The cold wind passed through everyone's bodies and blew on the oil-paper umbrella that the man in Tsing Yi had lost, and then the oil-paper umbrella rolled backwards with the wind. The oil-paper umbrella, flipped a few times in the wind, and finally stopped where the pace came to an abrupt stop.

At the feet, oil-paper umbrellas. Pedestrians, bent over......

Everyone was staring at the uninvited guest in the dark night at the moment.

"Excuse me, did I bother you?" The white shirt of the comer was fluttering in the wind, and there was not a drop of rain on his body. He also ignored everyone's strange eyes, picked up the oil-paper umbrella, and then looked at the people in front of him lightly, and said helplessly: "I wanted to bypass you, but this is the only way out of the city." ”

Night, quiet. The only sound of wind and rain on the quiet streets of hundreds of people was the wind.

Someone, anger is accumulating, just when he is about to explode. The man in Tsing Yi took a slight step, and there was no smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Master Si Zhuang, I didn't expect to meet you here." The man in Tsing Yi said to Si Nian.

"You know me?"

The man in Tsing Yi nodded: "The owner of the Drifting Snow Mountain Villa, one of the top ten guilds in the rivers and lakes, I don't think there are many people from the rivers and lakes who will not know you." ”

"Huh." Si Nian whispered softly on his indifferent face, and without asking the man in Tsing Yi what his name was, he walked forward with the oil-paper umbrella he had picked up in the night rain.

"Trouble, excuse me." When Si Nian walked to the intersection surrounded by many Mongolian soldiers, he stopped, raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at the strong Mongolian soldier leader in front of him.

Just when many Mongolian soldiers were angry at Si Nian's attitude of not taking them into account at all, the prince of Jinyi was furious: "Take down this person for me"

"Wait!" The man in Tsing Yi instantly frowned and stopped the Mongolian soldiers who were about to leave. He ignored the words of the prince in brocade and said in a low voice, "Get out of the way!" Then, he looked at Si Nian again, and Si Nian was staring at him with interest and smiled faintly.

"I think of you, you are the blood blade of Fengyue Valley." Si Nian said softly, the corners of his mouth rising slightly.

The man in Tsing Yi looked at Si Nian's smile, and that smile was often on his lips.

"It's rare that the owner of the village still remembers me, an unknown junior, and I have now withdrawn from Fengyue Valley." Blood Blade nodded, acknowledging his identity.

"You are not a nameless junior, the number one master of the Huashan faction."

Blood Feng took a step forward, grabbed the already clenched fist of the Prince of Jinyi with his left hand, and said in a low voice: "Prince, bear with me, there is no need to provoke him." Then Xuefeng said: "Master Sizhuang, now that I still have something to do, I won't nag you." ”

"Huh." Si Nian smiled faintly, and walked to the road ahead that was already out of the way.

"Si Nian!" Just as Si Nian was about to leave, a woman's voice came from his side.

He turned sideways, frowning slightly, and stared at the masked woman in confusion.

The masked woman saw Si Nian looking at her, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw rope. She said anxiously: "You are Si Nian!?" Do you remember Luxue!? ”

"Lu Xue......" Si Nian lowered his head slightly, his eyes fell into a hollow because of this name. The memory in my mind went back to the past, and he was still an ignorant teenager.

Seeing this, Blood Feng's expression was condensed, and this evil star finally stopped.

"It's a long memory......" After a while, Si Nian's eyes came out of the hollow, he took a deep breath, and asked softly, "Is she okay?" ”

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……

"Then what's your name, you'll be our little junior brother in the future."

"Missing? What a nice name! My name is Luxue. ”

"Stinky boy! I didn't notify my sister when I got out of customs! ”

The naughty girl walked out of the deepest part of Si Nian's memory in an instant, stuck out her little tongue, and looked at Si Nian with a grin: "Si Nian, boy, you can let my sister find it!" ”

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"She's not good, she's now imprisoned in the Shenhou Mansion." The masked woman stared at Si Nian and said.

Si Nian nodded slightly, then looked at Xuefeng and said, "I'm going to take her away." ”

The angry eyes of the prince in brocade, who was supposed to be the protagonist of this rain scene, clearly had a flame of displeasure, his jaw trembled slightly, and despite the obstruction of the blood front, he scolded: "You bastard, you don't even take this king in your eyes!" Take down this ignorant bastard for me! ”

When these words came out of the mouth of the prince in brocade, Blood Feng was no longer dissuaded after all. Because he clearly saw the cold glint in Si Nian's eyes.

"Hey......" Xuefeng slowly took out the sword on his back and said to Si Nian: "Master Si Zhuang, this woman is a spy of the Southern Song Dynasty, and as a guest secretary of Mongolia, I have the duty to arrest her back." ”

"Then you catch ......"