"Zi Yuan, look, isn't my sword dance beautiful?"

"Beautiful, white sword dance, peerless."

On the cliff, a man and a 'woman' are all dressed in white, one strokes the piano, the other dances with a sword, the 'female' son is delicate and lovely, and the man is delicate and handsome.

As a disciple of the Secret Castle Lord's Gate, her martial arts are soft and ruthless, only this sword dance created with her beloved is lethal, but it is as beautiful as butterfly wings.

The man looked at her with doting eyes, but his brows furrowed slightly, he received a notice from Zhuang Nei, the Black Secret Fort was besieged, the main force of the former Fort died, she was dragged here by him, first, she is a martial arts wizard, if she returns to the fort, it will be a fierce battle with the righteous path of martial arts, and second, he is reluctant to face such a situation.

Although she is the heir of the Black Secret Castle, because she has been isolated from the world all the year round, her 'sex' is simple and innocent, and she is really not suitable for stepping into the rivers and lakes.

"Bai Lian, I'm going home, you can wait for me here with peace of mind."

"Okay," the 'girl' nodded sensibly although she was reluctant.

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Bai Lian regained control of this body in the second half of the night, and An Ziyuan was lying beside him.

It turned out that the original owner was once also called Bai Lian.

An Ziyuan is gone, Bai Lian saw him again, it was his wedding, blowing drums and suona, firecrackers, his white clothes were replaced by red robes, even more handsome and extraordinary, but unfortunately, the bride next to him was not her.

Bai Lian, who was not deeply involved in the world, was angry and manic, drew his sword and slashed, and picked down the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang in the main hall, and the guests met one after another, but they were defeated one by one under her hands.

An Ziyuan didn't make a move, he knew her 'sexual' character, he was sorry, and he was willing to let her vent like this.

"It's from the Black Secret Castle." In the crowd, I don't know who shouted.

"Let's take down the demon 'girl' together." Someone shouted again.

An Ziyuan wanted to step forward, but his father, An Laozhuang, stopped him, and the bride next to him was holding her stomach, as if she was being stabbed.

That's right, the bride is pregnant.

When he carried the bride back to the room, the joyful wedding banquet was full of cups and plates, and the ground was full of injured and wailing guests and family members.

An Ziyuan stepped forward, fought with her and retreated, and withdrew from the village.

"Why?" Simplicity doesn't mean she's stupid, there is a hint of sincerity in her beautiful eyes, as if she is begging him to explain.

An Ziyuan was weak-hearted, he didn't dare to say that he was married to a son, he ruined the innocence of a 'girl' son in a daze, and then was 'forced' to get married.

He has always been humble and courteous, and that 'girl' is pregnant, and he must be responsible to the end.

However, the only thing he really loves is the one in front of him.

"Haha, hahaha......" couldn't get the answer he wanted, Bai Lian turned around, used all the strength of his life, and rushed away, only her crazy laughter was in the air.

Then, it is rumored on the rivers and lakes that the seven 'colored' fairies are beautiful and 'glamorous', enchanting, killing people without blinking, and liking male 'sex', 'lewd'/'chaotic' martial arts.

Bai Lian inherited this part of his memory, and suddenly felt that he didn't like this man, it was he who ruined the happiness of the original owner Bai Lian's life.

When I went out of the 'door' in a gauze robe, the night was as cold as water.

Bai Lian looked up, and on the opposite roof, An Heng stared at her room motionlessly.

Seeing her come out, An Heng's eyes flashed.

An Ziyuan stepped out of the 'door' with his heels, and when the father and son saw each other, they moved away lightly like strangers.

Bai Lian was slightly puzzled, didn't An Ziyuan marry his son? According to the age calculation, it should be An Heng, and it stands to reason that the relationship between father and son should not be like this.

"Lord, the Black 'Meng' Mountain is on fire." The old bustard hurried in, interrupting the strange atmosphere.

"Black 'Meng' Mountain," Bai Lian jumped on the roof of An Heng's house, from here, you can see the scorching fire on the mountain in the distance, the fire is very fierce, reflecting half of the sky.

This is the original owner's "secret 'flower' garden", her obsession.

Bai Lian didn't have time to think, so he flew towards the foot of the mountain.

Behind, An Ziyuan and An Heng followed closely.

The flames engulfed her entire base, and it was definitely intentional.

Bai Lian gritted her teeth, she loved this quiet and peaceful place, not to mention the original owner's dedication.

"Bai Lian." An Ziyuan grabbed her, afraid that she would drill in impulsively.

"Let it go." Her icy 'bed', her cheats, and her jewels are all in it, so she can leave some belongings for the original owner to pass on to future generations.

"Lord, my subordinates caught this sneaky one." The old bustard came with a diminutive man and threw him on the ground.

"I'm an officer and soldier, you can't kill me." The man was sweating profusely and waving his hands desperately.

"Oh..."Bai Lian snorted coldly, even if it was an officer and soldier, what about destroying her 'private' house, and she couldn't be justified, and the wind in her hands was agitated.

"Bai Lian, recently the imperial court intends to suppress the Black Secret Castle, if you kill him, you will take the initiative to stir up trouble, don't do it." An Ziyuan stopped her, the seven factions in the rivers and lakes were already anxious, how could she provoke the powerful court again.

"Don't worry, he won't die." will only regret that he once lived in this world, and with a wave of the sleeves of Bai Lian's robe, the man rolled down the hill.

There is also a record of the love between the two here, Bai Lian took a deep look at An Ziyuan, ruined this place, and all his contact with the original owner was gone.

The group watched this deliberate fire burn all night, and finally left an empty "hole" and "hole" black stone wall.

"The owner of the village, the flying pigeon in the village passed the book, the second young master is missing, the lady left the village, according to investigation, it is very likely that he will also run here." An Ziyuan's subordinates reported to him.

An Ziyuan pressed his forehead with a headache, his "family affairs" naturally couldn't tell Bai Lian, and glanced at An Heng warningly, "Bai Lian, I ......"

"Go ahead." Bai Lian turned her head, she also wanted to meet this lady for a while, to be able to snatch people from such a stunning 'color' as the original owner, and now the time has not come.

"Lord, a group of masters of the seven factions have surged up from the mountain." Not long after An Ziyuan left, a man in black came up to pay a respect.

"Sure enough, I came prepared," Bai Lian smiled slightly, her skills were practiced to the highest level, it was said that she was at the level of an unpredictable master, and there were only a few seven factions, she didn't pay attention to it at all.

"You guys go first," she didn't want to fight, they would be a liability.

"You're not robbing me to be the boss of the village?" An Heng smiled calmly, and had no intention of leaving at all.

The personal 'attendant' guard and the old bustard made a detour back to the building, and Bai Lian took An Heng down the mountain as well.

still encountered, a group of people under black pressure, Bai Lian and An Heng entered the encirclement, it was really a sword and a sword, and the sword was a life.

An Heng looked quite struggling, Bai Lian always had to pay attention to the fact that he was suddenly ambushed behind him, and he was faintly a little restrained.

"Be careful." An Heng only looked ahead, 'exposed' his back, and let people seize the gap and slash down.

Bai Lian hurriedly 'forced' a few people around her, jumped forward quickly, used her hand as a blade, and while splitting, she grabbed the falling big knife, the sharp blade slashed through her palm, and blood flowed down drop by drop.

"Are you alright?" An Heng glanced at her worriedly.

"It's okay, you lean on me, don't go too far." Bai Lian tore a strip of cloth and pricked it casually.

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