The moon on a winter night is like a curved bow hanging in the sky, the faint moonlight is clear and cold, and the soft moonlight is vented on the earth, wrapped in silver, and the earth is dotted with mottled land.

The long river is long outside the Changhe Pavilion.

When Shen Changgui looked at the Changhe Pavilion in the moonlight, a back figure in the pavilion hooked his soul away. The faint moonlight shone on the snow-white skin, looming. A red robe looks like a rose blooming under the moon, and the spiky branches are dazzling and beautiful.

Even though he knew that the identity of the woman in red was dangerous, Shen Changgui still resolutely walked towards her. After all, a man can't resist such temptation.

Shen Changgui slowly walked to the Changhe Pavilion, and the woman in the pavilion always had her back to him. As he got closer and closer, Shen Changgui could see the back more and more clearly.

There is a banshee and Li, Pei Hui Xiangshuimei. Water Meilan Du Fang, who will send it. What's even more amazing is the fragrance emanating from the woman's body, which is as elegant as a glass of wine, with an endless aftertaste. Such a woman, in Shen Changgui's impression, can only be compared to the four major Oiran of Laurel Garden.

The moment the red-robed woman looked back, Shen Changgui's soul seemed to have been stolen. Half of the iron armor covers half of the cheeks, but it can't hide the elegant and vulgar temperament. There is a beautiful woman in the generation, living in the hollow valley. That's how it feels. When the red-robed woman saw Shen Changgui, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and her smile was like a legendary fairy. This feeling Shen Changgui only remembered that Mu Qinghuan had brought him, and now the woman in front of him was not as good as Mu Qinghuan's appearance, but every move, every glance, and every smile were similar to Mu Qinghuan.

Shen Changgui looked at this woman stupidly, his heart had already been stolen. If a heart is not in its own heart, what resistance can there be.

The red-robed woman took out a flute from her waist, a flute carved from white jade, and the strangest thing was that a feather was carved on the flute, which was very different. The melodious sound of the flute came, and Shen Changgui felt like entering a dream. A smart picture scroll unfolded in front of his eyes, the blue moon was in the sky, the stars were twinkling, and the falling snowflakes seemed to be a heaven and earth. The crescent moon printed on the surface of the lake, the hazy attic in the distance, the ripples on the surface of the lake from time to time, all of them wept like a complaint in the sound of the flute.

Shen Changgui was silent in the sound of the heavenly sound, in his life, such a flute sound was unheard of, the famous people in the palace couldn't do it, and the Oiran of the Laurel Garden couldn't do it. With a gust of cold wind blowing inexplicably, the sound of the flute gradually faded away, slowly ending this shocking performance.

"Haohao, like Feng Xuan resisting the wind, I don't know what to do. fluttering, such as the independence of the world, feathering immortals. ”

Shen Changgui clapped his hands, appreciating the strange woman in front of him.

The red-robed woman's hands trembled slightly, and she asked, "Does the son know the boya period?"

Shen Changgui, as the prince of a country, of course has to learn those ancient texts and poems on weekdays, and he is naturally familiar with the good stories of the Boyazi period.

"Boya is good at drumming and piano, and Zhong Ziqi is good at listening. Boya drum and qin, aiming at the high mountains, Zhong Zi said: 'Good, E'e Xi like Mount Tai!' Zhi in the flowing water, Zhong Zi said: 'Good, Yang Xi like a river!' Boya reads, Zhong Zi will get it. When the child died, Boya said that there was no more sound in the world, but the piano was broken, and the drum was never restored for life. ”

At this time, Shen Changgui saw the red-robed woman in the moonlight, leaving a teardrop in the corner of her eye.

"I once met a man who knew my flute like you, but unfortunately he died at my hands. I haven't played this piece in three years. The red-robed woman gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"You remind me of him. ”

Shen Changgui didn't say a word, maybe because he didn't know how to comfort the strange woman in front of him, or maybe out of fear, even he didn't know what kind of feelings he had for the woman in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the woman rushed towards Shen Changgui without warning, the kind of aggressive posture was clearly to take Shen Changgui's life, Shen Changgui hurriedly waved his sword to resist, and the flute and the long sword made a clanging sound. Shen Changgui spat out a mouthful of blood, and was hit away heavily, with no power to fight back.

The red-robed woman looked at Shen Changgui and said coldly, "You are much weaker than him." ”

Shen Changgui is now as uncomfortable as eating, he was still sensationalizing just now, and now he wants to take his own life like a shrew. Sure enough, women are fickle. Shen Changgui stumbled to his feet with his long sword.

"You're insane, teasing me last night, and tonight you're listening to the flute and killing me, aren't you crazy? ”

The red-robed woman was shocked by Shen Changgui's actions and stood in place. In so many years, no man dared to speak to her like this, and she was at a loss for the first time when she was scolded.

"Damn, if you want to sleep, I'll just say it, everyone goes to bed and meets each other for a grudge. If you want to kill me, just do it, don't fix those bells and whistles, if you want to kill or chop, Lao Tzu doesn't listen to respect. Lao Tzu is not your plaything, how conceited are you to think that Lao Tzu is your plaything, just rely on your chest. Lao Tzu still can't look at it, Lao Tzu, who is better looking than you, has also seen it, which green onion do you think you are, a green onion with a pig's nose. You ......"

Before he finished speaking, he slapped a palm on Shen Changgui's chest, and there was another mouthful of blood. This palm was even more ferocious than the one just now, and Shen Changgui fell to the ground and rolled in pain while clutching his chest.

"You know who I am, and dare to speak to me like that. At this moment, the red-robed woman was obviously a little angry, and after being scolded by Shen Changgui, she couldn't hold back the anger in her heart, but fortunately, she didn't kill her, but just gave Shen Changgui a lesson.

Shen Changgui lay on the ground, clutching his chest and shouting: "I don't care who you are, do you know who Lao Tzu is?"

At this moment, two figures rushed out, pointing at the red-robed woman with a menacing attitude.

The red-robed woman stood unmoved, and the two figures echoed back and forth, cooperating tacitly. The attack was very vicious, and he just wanted to let the red-robed woman die violently. But this red-robed woman is obviously not something that these two people can deal with.

The two figures made dangerous moves, both of which were aimed at the death hole of the red-robed woman, but every move was easily resolved by the red-robed woman. The two figures are steamed buns.

Shen Changgui saw that the steamed buns and steamed buns hurried to recover a little, at least the steamed buns and steamed buns would not be solved as quickly as himself, and gave him a breathing of time. The three women were fighting, and the red-robed woman was unhurried and easily coped with the moves of buns and steamed buns, and from time to time she gave these two people a move that was not light or heavy, and she would not lose her combat power, but she felt bad. Shen Changgui looked at it from the side, and understood in his heart that if the red-robed woman made a dead hand, the buns and steamed buns would have become a corpse.

The three of them were fighting on the side, not so much a grappling as a red-robed woman playing with buns and steamed buns. One move and one style are easy to play, without a little delay. Just when the three of them were fighting, Shen Changgui on the side gathered his sword and concentrated, and the entire Changhe Pavilion became even colder, and Shen Changgui wanted to use Li Banting's sword.

The red-robed woman noticed Shen Changgui's changes, and her heart told her that the desperate sword of the man in front of her was enough to threaten her. In a panic, the red-robed woman's attack became vicious, and the initial offensive of the two people, Baozi and Mantou, became able to withstand the counterattack of the red-robed woman. The skills of the three of them were revealed in the blink of an eye.

Just as the red-robed woman was about to kill her, a cold and biting chill swept across the entire land, and an ice sword emerged from the surface of the river, although it was only three feet long, far less than the water sword that Shen Changgui had created before. But the process of turning from water to ice is like ascending to the sky.

"Purple Emblem?" The red-robed woman was surprised by this ice sword, she couldn't figure out how the man in front of her, who was only in the Transformation Realm, used the moves of the Purple Hui Realm? The red-robed woman didn't drag it out, and immediately gave up the killing of the buns and steamed buns, turned into a touch of scarlet, and pounced on the ice sword.

The jade flute shot out, when the scarlet was opposite the ice sword. Seeing this, the red-robed woman took back the jade flute, held the sword with one hand, and aimed the jade flute at the ice needle, only to see that the countless ice needles exploded in the air like fireworks, which was very beautiful.

Seeing this, the red-robed woman burst out with palm power, and the ice sword turned into ice slag and exploded.

One move of the Purple Emblem Realm came to naught in front of the red-robed woman.

The corner of the red-robed woman's mouth swiped contemptuously and shook her head. Shen Changgui and Baozi steamed buns have long been missing. Under the moonlight, the red-robed woman's hand was purple and black, and slowly turned back to that white little by little under the moonlight.

The red-robed woman looked affectionately in the direction where the three of them had fled, and slowly spoke.

"I'm waiting for you. ”

The woman in red under the moonlight looks even more enchanting