After Yan Xuan finished speaking, an ink painting of a woman appeared beside him.

It is magical, from the sight of the mountains and rivers, it is a frontal portrait, and from the position of Yan Xuan, it is a sideways beauty picture.

"Sword Idiot Venerable, meeting again is not like a small fight when you were in Bai Zhilin."

In the inspection of mountains and rivers, the beauty painting uses the portrait of the leaf dyed white to speak, and the voice is very similar to her.

The mountains and rivers waved a sword in vain, silently, as fast as a remnant, like a streamer!

"Huh!"

Yan Xuan and the beauty painting quickly dodged, avoiding the sword of the mountains and rivers.

A sword, there is no earth-shattering, if it is not for the keen perception, even the murderous aura cannot be perceived.

Shanhezhi didn't pay attention to the two, but looked at Qing Yue, who was cut off the rope.

The rope cut is neat and smooth, but looking at the sword, it can't be seen at all that it is a high-quality purple product spirit rope.

Shanhe flicked his hand casually, avoiding the power of Yan Xuan's attack, and used his aura to push Qingyue to the direction of Jiang Li, who was fighting.

Jiang Li almost attacked Qingyue as a hidden weapon, desperately caught people with injuries, and heard Shanhe stop impatiently:

"Be optimistic, don't show up, no matter."

Take care of her, don't let her appear in front of me again, one more time, I won't care.

When it came to Qingyue, Jiang Li actually understood it properly, but before he could reply, he was dodged by the swift attack.

Yan Xuan and the beauty painting didn't talk nonsense, and they were even less interested in Qingyue being rescued, ignoring Elder Sun's angry eyes, and rushed to the mountains and rivers left and right.

They appear here for only one purpose:

Sword idiot, mountains and rivers stop!

There seems to be thick ink splashed in the air, and where the ink splashes, it turns into a Taoist figure, and it is impossible to distinguish who is the main body.

In the ink painting, a little chill appears!

"Poof!"

The golden light flickered, stinging the eyelids, turning into a feather.

A person appeared in front of Shanhe Zhi to block Yan Xuan's attack.

"I'll only protect you until the master comes out."

Twilight speaks, explaining why.

As the titular Young Master, Twilight is unresponsive to the battle below. Let the subordinates of the purple-robed black general, led by Rong Ye, participate in the fight against Gongzilin.

Do a good job of facing a group of strong enemies to stop the slight differences.

I wanted to ask Twilight if she knew about Hua Yu's calculations, but when she saw Twilight's actions, she simply changed her question: "She, how long, can she be out?" ”

How long will it take for her to come out?

Shanhezhi has never fought against the flowers and feathers, and he can't judge the opponent's level.

"No ......"

After the twilight, the mountains and rivers did not hear it.

The scene around him has been transformed into a horizontal and vertical chessboard, with black chess pieces on the left and right, as if there is only one exit ahead.

Hua Duoyu stands on a futon, with white on the left and sunspot on the right.

There were many unfinished chessboards in front of him, and one by one the endgames floated in the domain, moving slowly.

Ye Ranbai sat on the rattan chair and yawned:

"Let him out."

Hua Duoyu didn't listen.

"I can't hurt you, I can change people."

Hua Duoyu is like a meticulous machine, using all memories as data analysis, and he should be angry if he can't beat it in the middle of the night, but he doesn't have emotions for a long time.

Compared with the midnight white that can't be started, Shanhezhi obviously has more desire to study Shanhezhi who has just been pulled.

Ye Ranbai was smart.

If you really tear your face, you don't know how to leave the bottom line, you are so ruthless, this seat will kill your relatives in righteousness!

"You can't kill this seat, but this seat can kill you."

Ye Ranbai knew very well that the so-called majesty of the big guy would not have the slightest effect on Hua Duoyu who tore off the mask.

If there is a hierarchy of danger, the flower feather may have turned red and black.

When the mountains and rivers have not grown up, they are directly faced with the flowers and feathers, and there is a risk of deletion.

If you don't want to do it, don't force it.

A rusty bronze knife appeared in Ye Ranbai's hand.