Chapter 20: The Demon Girl and Xiao Langjun

"I really want to know what the palace master is doing here? Is it what to look for or is it a discovery of conscience? After all, the karma of slaughtering the entire Qingcheng Gate is not light, and it makes sense to come to repent. Si Yan's slender figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

Dressed in white, under the moonlight, the style is stunning.

He held the Yuhua sword, the coldness between his eyebrows, and the whole person was like an iceberg, so cold that it made people shudder.

Obviously, he had an obvious dislike for Qu Wanwan in front of him.

Hearing this, Qu Wanwan's bone-penetrating needle between her fingers was quietly withdrawn.

She concluded that Si Yan arrived after the man in black left, and with this conclusion, the haze in her heart was suddenly swept away, and it was replaced by a sense of relief.

"You Tianjimen people are troublesome, and they can be called the first door in the world, but they don't distinguish between right and wrong, they don't distinguish between green and red, and they listen to the wind and rain. Won't you investigate and make up your mind? Qu Wanwan said.

Her voice must not be heard by Si Yan, Qu Wanwan deliberately used Aunt Hanxing's voice.

Meng Hanxing's voice was cold and innate with majesty, Qu Wanwan was raised by her personally, and it was naturally easy to imitate. Of course, this is not suitable for flirting people, and Qu Wanwan changed it into another unique and bewitching timbre.

"Could it be that the Jacaranda Palace dares to do it?" Si Yan frowned, pulled out the Yuhua sword, and pointed at her.

Qu Wanwan took a few steps forward without any scruples, stretched out two slender fingers to blatantly clamp the end of Ling Ling's cold sword, and her tone was teasing, "Xiao Langjun, do you want to use this sword to take my life?" If you dispel this idea, your martial arts are indeed good, but the deal is still a little inferior. ”

"Speaking of which, you robbed my future husband and Lou Qingqing, who wanted to kill, I am really depressed. But tonight, when I saw Xiao Langjun's extraordinary appearance, Saibi Immortal, his anger disappeared a lot. It's not like this, Xiao Langjun will go back to the Jacaranda Palace with me, and I will teach you martial arts and wait for you to finish your studies and then kill me. After all, it is too difficult to kill me according to your current martial arts, so don't miss such a great opportunity, Xiao Langjun. ”

Qu Wanwan smiled, slowly moving lightly, and her slender jade fingers slowly slid across the sword body, as if the sword was not a dangerous thing, but just an extremely interesting toy.

Her eyes were so beautiful that she could see the scorching brilliance in them even in the unclear night. The eyes are like silk, enchanting and charming, and the tail of the eye is slightly raised with a variety of charms.

"Dreaming." Si Yan picked up the sword, and he was righteous and awe-inspiring, and he was not affected by her.

Qu Wanwan teleported a few steps to avoid his sharp sword, "Xiao Langjun really doesn't understand amorous feelings, too, with a beautiful woman like Lou Qingqing staying by her side, others must not look down on her." If I had known this, I should have killed her earlier. ”

"She's on par with you, the devil." Si Yan said coldly.

Qu Wanwan was secretly happy, not wanting that she still had some status in his heart, "Maintain it like this, aren't you afraid that I will kill her?" A woman's heart can't help but hurt you like this. ”

Qu Wanwan's half-squinted eyes were obvious, and the threat was obvious.

"If you want to hurt her, step over my body first." The threatening words made Si Yan's heart sink, and he didn't want to talk any more nonsense, so his slender and powerful hand held the Yuhua sword and attacked towards Qu Wanwan.

The eyes are thin and cold, the sword aura is like a rainbow, and the move is sharp. The action is flowing smoothly, and the clothes are fluttering and shuttling through the fairy posture.

Qu Wanwan's body leaned backwards, and the wind on the soles of her feet slid backwards with the end of the sword extremely fast, "Oh, Xiao Langjun is angry, is it so bad to be a person in my Jacaranda Palace?" As long as you are yours from me, don't you want to help the righteousness? Sacrificing oneself for others should be the thing you should do. ”

"Evil sects are crooked, and strong words are reasonable." Si Yan flew up and slashed a few powerful sword qi towards Yunli.

"It's really ruthless." Qu Wanwan calmly avoided it, and teleported to Si Yan's side in a few steps, a pair of seductive eyes were full of charms, and in a moment, her warm and soft hand gently caressed his handsome cheeks.

"You...... Shameless. Si Yan wiped the place she had touched with her hand with a cold face, as if she was stained with shit.

"Shameless, Xiao Langjun said it very well. But I have more shameless behavior, Xiao Langjun want to see it? Qu Wanwan stood opposite him, hooking her tail finger and smiling.

She has a delicate figure, a black night gown will show the perfect posture vividly, and her waist is tight, and she can't win at a glance. But she was dyed with some evil aura, and she stood like a night demon spirit under the moonlight as soft as water.

Si Yan pursed his thin lips, and the displeasure between his eyebrows was about to reach the top.

He had heard that Qu Wanwan was profound, and she acted perversely, and he knew that she liked beauty. But after all, he didn't expect that what he saw tonight directly refreshed his three views, how could there be such a shameless woman in this world who doesn't know how to restrain and is shameless.

Suddenly, another gentle and smiling face flashed in his mind. In this way, he looked at Qu Wanwan again, and his heart was even more disgusted.

"Don't talk too much." Si Yan held the sword and headed towards her again, this time he used nearly what he had learned all his life, vowing to do his best to kill the demon girl on the other side.

"Xiao Langjun is really interesting, is he so eager to kill me?" Qu Wanwan didn't dare to take it lightly when she saw him with all her strength, and tried her best to avoid it when fighting him so as not to hurt him by mistake.

Really fighting alone, Qu Wanwan has never been afraid of anyone, this humble fake trick is still interesting at the beginning. After coming and going for a long time, Qu Wanwan is also a little tired.

Under the shadow of the moon, the two figures in the shadow of the sword and sword were staggered and entangled, one avoiding and the other approaching.

The breeze is coming and the moonlight is purifying.

The originally quiet and calm night was rendered ripples by this competition, and it was impossible to tell who was weird and who was life and death. I only feel that this night, this pair of figures, lingering and sad, lingering and sad. There seems to be a lot of love and hatred lingering in the wind, wanting to complain endlessly.

Qu Wanwan has a provocative mind, and if she lacks interest at this time, she will look for fun.

Si Yan was silent, and his moves became faster and faster. He saw that Qu Wanwan really didn't want to compare with himself, and the anger in his heart became more and more vigorous. In his heart, Qu Wanwan may be letting himself, or he doesn't bother to compare with her at all, but he just wants to do his best to test where her bottom line is.

He is the future master of Tianji Gate, if he can't defeat the people in front of him, how can he protect Tianji Gate, and how can he have the face to talk and protect others.

The shadow of the sword flickered, and a wisp of green silk cut off and fell.

Qu Wanwan's eyes were fast, she jumped over, her white and delicate palm took the broken hair sensitively, a strand of broken hair was about half a little finger more, Qu Wanwan was very distressed when she held it, she raised her eyes and looked at Si Yan, "Xiao Langjun wants to keep my green silk as a souvenir, if you want to say it, I don't want to give it to you, it's really reckless to seize it in secret." ”

Still don't make a move?

Si Yan's hand holding the Yuhua sword trembled slightly, he had already used up everything he had learned, and there was already a pillar of incense time in the battle. Except for a broken strand of hair, her expression and actions were so relaxed.