"If the mother is willing to let this boat full of guests go back, the master promises to the mother. After today, there will be no more Darkmoon Guilds in the world. ”

Wen Qingyu's soft words were like a scoop of water poured into a frying pot, and it was boiling in all directions.

A hint of surprise flashed across Qiu Yunran's face. The sick scholar who Shi Shiran was hiding in the crowd, but a hint of appreciation flashed in his godless eyes.

"The banning of the Dark Moon Guild is the credit of Niangniang, I believe that Niangniang will definitely be able to get the emperor's approval after returning to the palace."

Qiu Yunran became more and more puzzled, and it stands to reason that she has fallen behind now. How could the other party give her such a big benefit?

"Conditions?"

Wen Qingyu shook his head: "No, I just hope that Niangniang can let the boat go back with a full of guests." and forgetting all the things that he saw today, and all the people he saw. There is no Darkmoon Guild today. ”

After Wen Qingyu said this, everyone's eyes lit up.

"Bang." A flare rose in the distant sky, and the silver flare exploded in the sky, scattering like petals.

The last bit of blood on Qiu Yunran's cheeks finally faded, and his water eyes stared at Wen Qingyu without blinking, unwilling, resentful, and jealous of all kinds of color changes. Finally, he raised his hand.

"Release."

There was a burst of cheers from the Youxian Fang, and Wen Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, Qiu Yunran still had his senses. If she is really bent on breaking the net, I am afraid that this matter will not be good today.

"The Dark Moon disciple listened to the order and led all the guests to disembark and make sure to go ashore safely."

"Yes."

The Wyvern stepped aside, and the guests, led by the Darkmoon disciples, walked towards the boat under the Immortal Boat.

Wen Qingyu and Luo Yeji stood on the bow of the boat with a smile, and in the night wind, the peerless pair of men and women became legends in the dreams of countless people.

Qiu Yunran's slender body didn't move, and his water eyes stared at the pair of men and women who were holding each other without blinking, without any expression on his face.

"Commander, shouldn't we also ......?"

Qiu Yunran took a breath: "Let's go." ”

The Wyvern began to retreat, and Qiu Yunran took a few steps, but suddenly flew over the railing, and the light figure jumped towards the deck like a kite.

In the dark night, there seemed to be a flash of silver light.

At that time, Wen Qingyu was staggered with the sick scholar, and a strong smell of herbs flashed through his nose. A pair of clear eyes couldn't help but sweep over the tender yellow clothes.

The sick scholar paused and smiled at her, a mouthful of white teeth shining in the night.

"Don't look at it, if you look at it again, Xiaosheng will die."

The corners of Wen Qingyu's mouth twitched, what did the cold air released by Luo Da Beauty's body mean?

"The young master doesn't have to be so reluctant, we will definitely be able to meet again."

The corners of Luo Yeji's lips hooked, and he slowly stomped towards this side with elegant steps under his feet.

"Since you are so reluctant, it is better to stay."

The smile on the sick scholar's face froze.

"Sss

The faint sound of the wind swept by, like a dragonfly touching the surface of the water, but there were only a few ripples.

Wen Qingyu's heart trembled suddenly, and he only felt that boundless danger was falling from the sky. The tip of his nose seemed to smell a trace of dark blood on the battlefield.

"Let's go."

With a soft drink, Wen Qingyu pushed the sick scholar horizontally with one of his bare hands, and his body twisted, turning backwards like a top.

Qiu Yunran put away his sword and stood, but a strange smile appeared on his lips.

Wen Qingyu turned back, and now his body was hanging in the air, but he really saw Qiu Yunran's weird smile.

The slightest warning became clearer, and a picture suddenly appeared in my mind.

Qiu Yunran flipped down from the top floor, threw three darts with the Celestial Maiden scattered flowers in one hand, and stabbed the sick scholar with a sword in the other hand.

After she pushed the sick scholar away, her figure must have retreated, just enough to crash into the three bright darts.

Qiu Yunran didn't want to kill the sick scholar at all, from beginning to end, the only person she wanted to kill was Wen Qingyu!

Wen Qingyu was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't think about how he suddenly had this strange picture in his mind. He threw the Night Bow behind him.

There was a "ding" sound, and the two darts were knocked crooked, and "more" were fixed into the mast.

She was not afraid of darts stabbing at her, she was wearing a red blood silk dress that could have avoided knives and guns, but in that case, she would inevitably reveal her identity as Wen Qingyu to Qiu Yunran. I can only think of the power of the dart.

The third dart was hit by the Night Hidden Bow but did not bounce off, but it trembled slightly, and it split in two in an instant. From one dart to two, one throat and one heart.

Wen Qingyu reached out and plucked the frost thorn from under his head, and the fiery red frost flipped in the palm of his hand, and Ding Ding shot down the two darts.

At this time, Qiu Yunran shot again, and two darts came up strangely from behind Wen Qingyu.

Wen Qingyu complained bitterly in her heart, how much did Qiu Yunran hate her? So longing for her to die?

His waist was tight, and his entire body was instantly protected by Luo Yeji in his arms. Luo Yeji's slender fingertips swiped in mid-air, copied the two darts in his hands at the same time, and threw them towards Qiu Yunran.

That moment is like a thousand pounds, like a meteor.

Qiu Yunran was bent on putting Wen Qingyu and death, and when he saw Luo Yeji's dart in front of him, he didn't know if he really couldn't dodge or what's wrong, so he refused to move at all.

"Poof." With a thud, a dart stabbed her left shoulder.

"Poof." The other dart pierced into the same spot, and the score was exactly right, and it was pushed out of the previous dart. In an instant, Qiu Yunran stabbed his left shoulder.

Bright red blood poured out like a snake, staining her black outfit a dark red.

"!"

The Wyvernguard's leader's face changed, though he was not satisfied with her rash move. But the emperor's women were injured, and they had to bear the responsibility after all.

"It doesn't matter." Qiu Yunran gritted his teeth: "Withdraw!" ”

A pair of watery eyes glanced at the night sky one last time, but this time it was to see the night marks. There was a dead ash in his eyes.

The flying dragon guarded Qiu Yunran, and he retreated cleanly in an instant.

"You ......" Wen Qingyu twisted her body, and Luo Da Meiren hugged her too tightly: "You can let go." ”

Luo Yeji let go of his hand, but he gave her a shock, Wen Qingyu exhaled in pain: "What are you doing?" ”

There seemed to be a storm hidden in Luo Yeji's phoenix eyes: "You want to provoke Peach Blossom again?" ”

The corners of Wen Qingyu's mouth twitched, who provoked Peach Blossom? Qiu Yunran pressed her step by step, hating to stab her to death with a sword, and I don't know who gave it to her.

"You must know that the lives of all people in the world are not as precious as you."

Wen Qingyu sighed: "That, the people from Mojin Villa may be very useful." ”

"You're dead, can you use it?"

Wen Qingyu choked hard, and the demon really didn't leave any emotion when he spoke.

"I'll just go next time for this kind of dangerous thing, and you will keep me away from those peach blossoms. Otherwise, I will lock you in the courtyard and not go out for the rest of your life." ”

Wen Qingyu secretly rolled his eyes, something dangerous. This thing keeps saying that it is all peach blossoms, isn't it jealous?

"I don't know who provokes the rotten peach blossoms, and I want my life wherever I go!"

Luo Yeji suddenly hooked his lips and smiled: "Master's peach blossom, Master has already cut it with his own hands." ”

Wen Qingyu was silent, Luo Yeji was really hateful.

Those two darts just now really didn't show any mercy, even if Qiu Yunran had a little fantasy about her. After believing those two darts, they should also understand that they have no possibility.

But there was an inexplicable feeling of unhappiness in her heart, thinking about the look in Qiu Yunran's eyes when she left, she felt panicked in her heart.

"I don't think so, people don't hide and just wait for you to stab her. If you can't get someone, don't you want to keep some thoughts? Maybe you'll be hurt by how many people baby. ”

Wen Qingyu didn't know at this moment, she really said a prophecy. Qiu Yunran really has this scar, and no one is allowed to remove it until he dies.

The darkness in Luo Yeji's phoenix eyes finally shattered little by little, and a bright streamer recovered: "So, Madam is jealous?" ”

"What's your vinegar to eat?" Wen Qingyu rolled her eyes at him.

But I heard a hearty laugh from the man next to him, as if the entire chest was vibrating, obviously extremely happy.

"Ahem."

The eerie atmosphere finally ended with a noisy low cough.

Only then did Wen Qingyu see that the Immortal Boat was not empty. At this moment, there were many people standing, and their eyes were wide and they were watching the two of them play tricks.

Wen Qingyu only felt that his cheeks were hot, but fortunately it was dark and he was wearing a mask, otherwise it would be a shame.

Qiantong coughed hard, and finally attracted the attention of the master, and he was happy in his heart, but he couldn't help but shudder when he saw the smile in Luo Yeji's phoenix eyes. This is a Lord to be provoked!

"That, young master, I don't know what to do next?"

Wen Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he seemed to have become a young master of the dark moon for some reason. Looking at the large group of red people in front of him, he only felt a headache.

Intend? What could she have planned? A few hours ago, she didn't even know that there was a guild in the Darkmoon Pavilion today.

"Elder Qian, just now it was just an expedient measure, to deceive Qiu Yunran. I am not necessarily your young master. ”

"Of course you are." Qiantong didn't seem surprised that she would say this: "Does the young master think that the Night Hidden Bow can be pulled by anyone casually?" ”

Wen Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the bow that she had just thrown out as a stone to block the dart.

"Take the Night Hidden Bow to the young master."

"Yes."

Someone had already picked up the Night Hidden Bow and handed it to Wen Qingyu respectfully.

It's strange to say, the Night Hidden Bow is still the black and inconspicuous when she first saw it. But as soon as it reached her hand, it suddenly burst into a brilliant streamer.

"Subordinates, see the young master."

Qiantong let out a low shout, and the eyes of the disciples of the Dark Moon Pavilion suddenly burst into an astonishing light, and they knelt down and saluted Wen Qingyu.

"I told you." Luo Yeji curled up the broken hair on her cheeks: "This is your identity." ”

Wen Qingyu took a deep breath: "Get up." ”

A pair of clear eyes stared at Qiantong without blinking: "I want to know, what's going on." ”

Qiantong smiled slightly, and his old eyes were clearly full of love.

"The pavilion master once told his subordinates that the young master has been weak since he was a child, and there will be a catastrophe before the double ten, and life and death are still unknown. But if this calamity is fortunate enough to escape, will it be able to open the Night Hidden Bow and take charge of the Night Pavilion, as expected. ”

Wen Qingyu's eyes narrowed, if she was the young master, could the pavilion master in Qiantong's mouth be her aunt Duan Ziqin?

"The pavilion master you are talking about is my mother?"

"Naturally." Qiantong nodded: "More than ten years ago, the pavilion master knew that his time was short, so he left a letter and handed it to a reliable person. The pavilion master said that as long as the young master read the letter, he would naturally be able to understand the matter of the Dark Moon Pavilion. ”

Wen Qingyu frowned, feeling that his head hurt even more, and things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.

"What about faith?"

Qiantong hesitated slightly, and looked at Luo Yeji with a pair of old eyes: "The pavilion master said that it was given to the person holding the black jade Xuanshen Order." ”