Speaking of the end of the world, Zhou Yi has long been an expert in the rivers and lakes, but this time he is near Suzhou, which is the heart of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, which also makes him quite distressed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, it is undoubtedly not feasible to just break through and act brutally, at this time, it is necessary to use some tricks and ingenuity, such as hiding from the sky and crossing the sea, encircling Wei to save Zhao, attacking the east and attacking the west, secretly Chen Cang, fighting the grass and startling the snake, diverting the tiger from the mountain, etc., among these thirty-six strategies, the strategy of mobilizing the enemy and criticizing the false can be used to play, compared to blindly fighting against the millions of Xiaoxiang Pavilion gangs in the entire south of the Yangtze River.

At this moment, it has been several hours since Zhou Yi and the three of them left Suzhou.

It's getting late. Because it was expected that the enemy's forces would quickly search for the north in order to prevent Zhou Yi from escaping from the sphere of influence of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Zhou Yi did not directly move on his back, but did the opposite, reflexively turned to the southwest, and at this moment he had already left the Suzhou area, although it was still in the range of Jingxiang Road, but it was enough to make the influence of Xiaoxiang Pavilion very weak.

At this moment, where Zhou Yi and the others were, was in an abandoned ancient temple in the barren mountains.

I don't know when this ancient temple was built, and I don't know when it was abandoned. Just look at the scene in the temple. Even if it is intact here, the incense may not be too vigorous, the temple does not know whether it is the old Buddha statue of King Kong or Bodhisattva, it is not a clay sculpture, not a golden body, but a hastily carved wood, after a long time, it has long been unable to see its original appearance.

"Miss Murong, I'm confused about the current situation of Xiaoxiang Pavilion and the Jiangnan Realm, in your opinion, what should we do next?" Zhou Yiyun raised his internal strength, lit a bonfire with one hand, and asked Murong Yanran on the side while opening his mouth.

"Huh?" Seemingly a little surprised by Zhou Yi's question, Murong Yanran was obviously taken aback, "You're asking my opinion?" ”

"Of course," Zhou Yi nodded affirmatively, and said, "Miss Murong is the pearl in the palm of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, so she should have some understanding of the operation of Xiaoxiang Pavilion and the division of forces in various places, right?" I don't know how to dial one or two after the mouth? ”

"Well, that's true." Listening to Zhou Yi's words, the girl bowed her head slightly, and then squinted her eyes slightly as if she was contemplative. The long eyelashes, which flutter gently with the movement of the eyelids, are more and more prominent in the light of the fire, and the smart eyes that seem to be able to speak are more and more prominent, and just a small movement reveals a breathtaking beauty.

Qin Ge on the side suddenly interjected: "According to the news I learned when I was in the Central Plains of Heluo, since the Heavenly Sword Song Wen received the full support of the Dali Duan clan to rebuild the Song family mountain city, Xiaoxiang Pavilion has been stationed in the southwest and has been extensively stationed, and the strength of this place should not be underestimated!" ”

?“ That's right! After thinking about it for a few breaths, Murong Yanran spoke again: "My brother has always regarded the heroes of the world as nothing, but he only looks at Song Wen differently and attaches great importance to it, now the garrison in the southwest direction is definitely not to be underestimated, so if we want to go out from the southwest direction, we are afraid that there will be a lot of difficulties in entering the territory of Song Family Mountain City!" ”

"Oh? Is it? ”

The strength of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion garrison in the southwest was strong, and when he heard this completely bad news, Zhou Yi's face did not show any frustration, but rather subtly raised an eyebrow.

At this time, Qin Ge couldn't help frowning and said: "As soon as Murong Chunqiu dies, Xiaoxiang Pavilion will take revenge with all his might, and will definitely set up a wide range of checkpoints and heavy defenses, if we want to sneak around, I'm afraid it won't be so easy!" ”

"yes!" Murong Yanran nodded, and the atmosphere in the broken temple fell silent unconsciously.

"Uh, what's that....... I don't think you two need to worry. Zhou Yi stretched out an index finger as he spoke, shook it lightly twice, with a little playfulness, and said, "I didn't want to hide it from their eyes and ears at all!" ”

"Huh? What does this mean? Hearing Zhou Yi's answer, Murong Yanran couldn't help frowning slightly, and then as if thinking of something, she reached out to cover her mouth in surprise, "Huh? Could it be ......?! ”

"yes!" Zhou Yi spread his hands and smiled: "I haven't always liked this kind of thing very much, so let's just break through it in the open, what can we do?" ”

.............

A bamboo raft made of emerald bamboo emerges from the fog like a piece of jasper floating out of a white gauze tent, fluttering on a ribbon-like river.

There were three people sitting on the bamboo raft, one dancing the sword, one stroking the qin, and one sitting quietly on the side.

Sandalwood rose in the rain and fog, and was extinguished by the rain and fog, Murong Yanran sat cross-legged by the piano, her hands plucked on the strings. Qin Ge stood aside, his steps were light, his long sword was waving in mid-air, and the Nine Shao Dingyin Sword was making a heart-warming melody with the sound of the piano.

For the first time, the sound of the piano is no longer elegant, as if a jewel has fallen to the ground, full of an indescribable sense of violence and slaughter, which makes people feel uncomfortable when they hear it.

There was a man standing in front of the piano with a strange smile on his face, he was not tall, but he was too cold, too terrible. Before the people arrived, the murderous aura had already filled the entire river.

"Brother Qianbei, have you really decided?" Murong Yanran got up.

Zhou Yi arched his hand: "I am free to measure, please believe in me!" ”

Murong Yanran put away the piano, got up, and went ashore, and the bamboo raft continued to drift towards the entrance of the Taihang Canal.

From afar, the bearded man saw this strange bamboo raft.

The news of Murong Chunqiu's death had already been reported, and the entire Xiaoxiang Pavilion had already informed the passing players that they were not allowed to pass without tokens.

It's not for nothing that someone has broken in, but there is never one like this person now, because taking a bamboo raft directly into the canal, there is a faint smell of provocation.

"The man on the raft stopped." The bearded man beckoned a group of brothers to come forward, and one by one they flew out and hooked the raft to the shore.

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear Lao Tzu calling you? The bearded man roared.

Zhou Yi and Qin Ge stepped ashore coldly, neither moving nor speaking.

The bearded man said: "Xiaoxiang Pavilion has been banned from passing, if there is no pass token, please hurry up and ......."

Zhou Yi interrupted him coldly: "I know." ”

The bearded man said angrily: "Since you know, why do you still break in?" ”

An unconcealable smile suddenly flashed on Zhou Yi's face, almost with mockery, and he said word by word: "Because I just don't get drunk with a thousand cups!" ”

Before the word "no" could be said, Zhou Yi's palm had already hit the bearded man's head. Everyone heard a terrible sound, and it was the sound of bones shattering. As soon as Zhou Yi let go again, the bearded corpse fell to the ground softly.

As soon as the Xiaoxiang Pavilion around the sentry post took a look, countless swords and swords immediately beckoned towards Zhou Yi.

Qin Ge beside him was not far behind, and in an instant, the dragon groaned.

The Nine Shao Dingyin Sword trembled on the Qin singer, and at the beginning, it seemed to be nothing, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sword roar like a dragon walking in the sky, a low dive in the abyssal sea, and a sword roar that was ethereal to the extreme.

The Xiaoxiang Pavilion Gang with low internal strength beside him was neutral, and their bodies were like being shocked by an electric shock, and their bodies flew away into the distance with a huge shock. (To be continued.) )