The words were still in her ears, Su Qianqian gradually came back to her senses, and saw that Xiu Ling was staring at the cup in her hand, and said with a smile: "This cup can't be given to you, it is an ancestral heirloom of the Su family, it should be a pair, but only one was left, and I don't know where to go." ”

Xiu Ling had not yet come to his senses, and lowered his eyebrows and said to himself: "It turned out that it was not a gift from Xia Zun......

Su Qianqian smiled bitterly: "Others say that Shizun is a rich idler, but in fact, he picks the door tightly." Not to mention what to send, any rare treasures are hidden by him. If he gives a woman something one day, it must be the one he loves. ”

Xiu Ling blushed for a while when he heard this, for fear of being seen, so he hurriedly begged for two sips of wine, only laughing and not saying a word. She covered her chest and skirt, and her palm touched Luo Xia's steps, but her heart jumped suddenly.

Seeing that she had dried the wine cup, Su Qianqian became interested and proposed: "It just so happens that you are here today, don't drink here, I will take you to the quicksand river to see the long-term love flowers." ”

***

The sunset is a great attraction in the setting sun, but few people know the long-term love flowers of the quicksand river. Because it was a night scene, there was a curfew when outsiders came to Qinmen, and it took a lot of preparation to see the flowers, so even if it was beautiful, it became more and more lonely.

Perhaps because of the wine, Su Qianqian, who has always been abided by the rules, ignored Xiazun's advice to her "Don't go out after winning the championship", but led the cultivator to sneak out of the qin gate during the curfew and hiked towards the quicksand river.

The western boundary was cold in the middle of the night, and the night wind blew, although it was not very big, but it was like an ice palm caressing, and the two had to hug their chests. Seeing that it had gone a little far, the cultivator raised his palm to resist the fire and gave birth to a small ball of fire, so that it could walk in front of it to warm up and illuminate.

Until there was a place of wind and sand on all sides, there was a sudden burst of quicksand from the ground like a spring, and when I looked around, a dry riverbed stretched around it to the boundless distance. Su Qianqian said: "That's it." ”

She raised her palm to hold the spring, only to hear a "bang", the riverbed faintly brightened, as if blinking, and then suddenly awoke, the spring turned into a waterfall, and the raging quicksand flowed into the riverbed.

Su smiled slightly, "Look at me turning into a river of sand!" Instead, he poured the drunken "whoosh" in his arms into the spring. Suddenly, the aroma of wine overflowed, and the flowing sand moraine magically turned into blue water, and the golden light of the riverbed flowed, and then turned into blue light and disappeared in an instant.

"Now it's up to you, try to use the water resistance technique to water the quicksand river water on the sand on both banks."

After a while, the two sides of the river bloomed a series of red flowers, with slender petals and slender stamens, like ten fingers together, when the wind blows, it is like a flying palm when stroking the harp, and like a flame that does not go out, and even more so as ...... Alone.

She was stunned, "What is the origin of this long-term love flower?" Why do you have to get drunk with a glow? ”

In the middle of the conversation, he suddenly heard the sound of stampede on the riverbank, and then, a team of black-clothed people rushed out on both sides.

"It's the Chaos Demons!" Sensing that the demonic aura on those people was soaring, the spirit cultivator had already summoned the spirit rhino to block in front of the two of them and said vigilantly: "They should be here for Miao Chunguo, if this is the case, Ye Linglong is probably also nearby." ”

Su Qianqian nodded "um", his fingers fell, and when he rolled, a piece of clouds was played, and Ling Guang was released, "Their target is me!" I'll lure them away, and you can quickly go back to Qinmen to report the news!" After speaking, he killed alone.

The cultivator swept his eyes left and right, shouting in his heart that it was not good. There are not many killers, but they are all tall and strong, and their moves are deadly, especially the leading thin swordsman, the long sword in his hand is as black as lacquer, and the tricks are even more amazing, not much inferior to the beginning.

"Why don't you leave?!" Su Qianqian shouted urgently.

"No need to report it!" Because Luo Xia was shaking his body, Xiu Ling replied firmly, "Xia Zun will definitely come!" Just as he was about to explain further, he saw a flash of black light in front of him, and the jet-black long sword had pierced straight to the door, as fast as lightning.

Shaking his body to dodge, he looked at each other for a while, and the cultivator saw the swordsman's appearance clearly.

He was dressed in black from head to end, with a jet-black headband tied to his long, jet-black hair that didn't cover half of his body. The face is thin, and the eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips seem to be painted with the word "one". The eyebrows are like ink paintings, the eyes are like paint, and the eyes are deep, sharp and ruthless.

Just avoided a sword, and another sword was already coming, but fortunately, Su Qianqian pounced on the qin sword left and right and forced the swordsman to retreat and resist, and Xiu Ling took advantage of the void to avoid a place to accumulate strength and fire again. For a moment, the two of them were entangled with it.

The swordsman is not weak, and with the help of two teams of masters, after a vicious battle, he can also fight with Lingxi and Sing Erqin.

Su Qianqian gradually lost his opponent, and gasped: "...... I'm afraid Shizun won't come, Senior Sister Ling, you go quickly, I'll break it for you. As she spoke, there were already dozens of sword wounds on her body, along with some small ones, which were bubbling with black gas, and the wounds were soaked in dirty blood.

yes, why didn't he come?! But when he was needed most......

Although he felt that he had been struggling for a long time, in fact, he had only half an hour at most, and he regretted it: "Blame me, I am the one who has caused you trouble." ”

Su Qianqian said: "I don't blame you." The power of his black sword is somewhat similar to that of the Open Heaven Stone, and it has been absorbing our spiritual power. It won't be long before the chaotic qi from my wound will melt into my body, so it's better to try to get out of it now! ”

Open Heaven Stone...... After receiving these three words, the spiritual cultivator was inspired and realized: "I have a trick, maybe I can try it!" After finishing speaking, he changed the tone and played "Lingxi Yin", and the voice was earnest, as if it was a call.

But I saw that her eyes were concentrating, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, her ten fingers were smart and flirting, and her palms were sometimes like cranes dancing in the wind, sometimes like a wild goose, and sometimes like a lonely bird...... Before the aftermath stopped, she had already freed her hand to summon Lu Qi and threw it forward, falling into the hands of one person.

Sword Venerable!

Not only Su Qianqian, but the black-clothed swordsman was stunned, and saw that the first departure in front of him was just a phantom of clinging to the remnant sword, so he resolutely rushed away. Although it is a remnant sword, although it is an afterimage, the momentum of the sword summoned by the sound of the piano has not decreased, and its sword moves are even more pressing.

The cultivator looked at the phantom of the master, and his spirit was immediately lifted. She silently recited the sword trick in her heart, but her ten fingers were still on the seven strings and quickly pressed, the flying dragon hit the clouds, the praying mantis caught the cicada, the hungry bird pecked the snow, the divine phoenix held the book, and the leopard held things...... The gesture changed and he hurried away with his sword.

The black-clothed swordsman couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he saw her sword united.

With the help of "Sword Zun", and Su Qianqian knocking on the side, the situation finally gradually reversed. I only heard a long howl from the Lingxi Qin, and I was about to break the strings, and the spiritual cultivator made the final blow.

The seven strings shook, the sound of the piano roared, and the green light in Chu Li's hand shone brightly, piercing the heart of the black-clothed swordsman!

In the loud noise, there was a strange "hum" sound between them, and the cultivator had not yet heard it, but he saw Su Qianqian on the "poetry singing" piano three times in a row, and a five-colored light swayed out faintly, waiting to float in front of her, and pounced violently.

"Senior Sister Su!"

Seeing that Su Qian's eyes were already chaotic, Xiu Ling hurriedly called her, but he didn't have time to dodge. His chest was as if he had been hit by a boulder, his blood surged, he fell out with a muffled snort, fell into the quicksand river, and was swept away by the rolling waves.

The turbulent current, she struggled to resist the water, and only then did she vaguely see a woman holding a piano standing on the shore. I don't know what she said, the black-clothed swordsman picked up his sword and walked towards Su Qianqian, who was standing on the shore of Mu Ne-

Lin half-sleeved?

When the cultivator saw his figure, he recognized this person at a glance as the thunderbolt master who was stirring up the situation in Shennong Villa, but before he could shout, he had already swept down and rushed into the distance.