Chapter 51: Nightblade Flying Flowers

Hongdu College is in Pingcheng.

Pingcheng is one of the few super cities in the Celestial Empire. And Hongdu College is also located here.

And Jiang Pubin wants to get from Ziyuan City to Pingcheng, it takes a lot of time to hurry.

Because he didn't know how to resist the sword, Jiang Pubin could only take a carriage and slowly rush over.

"He's out of town. Standing at the head of the city, Ling Dafu watched Jiang Pubin's carriage slowly leave, and between his eyes, a ruthless color burst out.

I don't want to go on a killing spree in the city, after all, the impact will be very bad, so it's convenient to choose to do it outside the city.

"Notice, Blood Alliance, it's time to do it. Ling Dafu said with a wave of his hand.

"Yes. The white-clothed scholar agreed, and then fell.

"Jiang Pubin ........" Ling Dafu said viciously, "I want you to pay with blood." ”

.......

There were not many people in the carriage, and if you counted them, there were only three people at most, Little Fox, Jiang Pubin, and a golden ring messenger who escorted him.

The messenger had been wearing a mask all the time, and he couldn't see who it was, but Jiang Pubin was sure that it was definitely not Zhang Yaoyao.

It takes at least three days to get from Shion City to Pingcheng.

In these three days, the first two days, they had to walk on the pipeline, and only on the last day, they could walk on the pipeline. At that time, it can be considered safe, after all, even if there is a feud, you can't do it directly on the pipeline.

"Childe, I see it's getting late, there's a hotel in front of you, why don't you rest there for the time being." The driver asked.

Jiang Pubin poked his head out, looked at the sky outside, and said, "Okay." ”

So they got out of the car and went into the hotel.

"Little Er, open two rooms, and feed the horses for a full meal. Jiang Pubin walked in, slapped a handful of silver on the table and said.

"Okay. The shopkeeper agreed, and went out, arranged for the four men who counted the groom to live separately, and then went to feed the horses.

"It's so late, I can't think there is still business. This little two muttered, and went over to hold the horse feed.

.......

Jiang Pubin, who was lying under the collapse and had been in a carriage for a day, looked out the window and breathed a sigh of relief.

The moon is bright and bright, hanging above the sky.

Hongdu College......

Jiang Pubin said silently in his heart, and in a trance, he suddenly thought of the black-clothed man who knocked Elder Tian back with one palm that day, and then thought of Chu Shengtian, who exposed the scar on his chest in front of him and blamed himself. For a while, a sense of sadness and anger filled Jiang Pubin's heart.

He looked down at the missing ring on his finger that symbolized his identity.

When will I return?

Suddenly, the little fox's voice woke him up when he was doing something.

"It's getting late. You should rest early, too. Jiang Pubin, who was interrupted from his contemplation, said, "These things are left to those subordinates to do." ”

"Hey. Good. The little fox agreed, but still planned to finish the little work at hand.

Half-covered by the window, Jiang Pubin squinted his eyes and slept on the bed.

Outside the window, the bright moon hangs high, and under this moonlight, it is a person, gently playing the flute.

The melodious sound of the green flute accompanied by the breeze, gently scattered under the moonlight.

There was also a petal, accompanied by the melodious sound of the Qiang flute, fluttering down in front of Jiang Pubin's windowsill.

Nightblade Flying!

Jiang Pubin's eyes opened suddenly, almost subconsciously, and with a reflex, he picked up the little fox and jumped into the air. And the petals of the flower that fell in front of their window burst out suddenly, like a sharp blade, piercing in.

Jiang Pubin hurriedly flipped in the air continuously, dodging the flower blades that burst over one by one.

Ping Pong, there was a loud sound, and every petal that flew out was like a bullet, shooting the vase up, and even more, shooting into the wall, into the wall for three points.

"Childe?" the little fox asked as he looked at Jiang Pubin in surprise.

"Wait for me here. Jiang Pubin said, put the little fox on the bed, and flew out by himself.

Under the moonlight, there were already people holding flutes and waiting for a long time.

Jiang Pubin looked at her, and she also looked at Jiang Pubin. There is no need for any communication between the two people.

I didn't expect to send someone so soon.

Jiang Pubin thought silently.

Which Golden Ring Messenger is it? Jiang Pubin silently thought in his heart that even he had already sensed the danger, and he would definitely be able to detect it. Why is there no one in sight?

Or is there someone around here who lured him away?

Jiang Pubin's heart couldn't help sinking, if any of the Golden Ring Messengers were led away, then he might not be too good now.

But just when he thought so,

Suddenly, the sky was sprinkled with flower petals.

These petals are like a big net sprinkled down at once, and they are about to envelop Jiang Pubin.

Looking at these petals that were about to fall for himself, Jiang Pubin closed his eyes, and in an instant, the air around him was a little colder. It's time for the black water he's gotten to do its job.

The petals that were about to fall were frozen one by one, and then fell one after another, without causing any harm to Jiang Pubin.

"I don't die under the sword, and I dare to give your name. Jiang Pubin said with a smile. As he spoke, all the petals in the sky had fallen behind him.

"Butterfly Valley, Lan Caiyu. A melodious voice fell, and Lan Caiyu took off her face towel, revealing a face that looked like a flower and a frozen flower.

With such a voice and such a face, Jiang Pubin's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, although now is the time when the two of them have made a move, and one is about to die if he is not careful.

The little fox couldn't sit still after all, lying on the windowsill, nervously watching the battle in front of him.

"It's been a long night, and the girl came alone?" Jiang Pubin asked with a smile.

Lan Caiyu ignored his meaning, and with a backhand condensation, in an instant, Jiang Pubin's surroundings were surrounded by a large number of petals.

"The artistic conception of flowers, man dance. ”

Artistic conception?

Jiang Pubin was shocked by this hand, and he had a hunch that it should not be an easy battle today.

Because today, he actually saw a person who looked about the same age as himself, and he actually made an artistic conception.

This shows that her cultivation has at least reached the late stage of distraction, and she is a master who has stepped into the stage of transformation with half a foot.

This, such a master, I have only heard of it, but I have never seen it.

If it is really a master of this level, then if you want to take your own life, it is really like taking something.

Jiang Pubin's heart couldn't help sinking, today, could it be that he is going to die here?