PS: Xiao Sang's later wrote a lot in other extras.,It's boring to write again.,So write a piece of the past that drowned in the last era.,Does anyone remember which paragraph this is?

Whimpering, the sound of the flute was sympathetic, Gu Xiaosang stood in front of the window, his hand pressed the jade flute, his pink lips were lightly touched, his eyes seemed to be blurred and illusory, there were flowers falling in front of him, and swallows were flying.

There was a low, rhythmic knock on the door, which made her retract her gaze and turn around, revealing an inscrutable smile.

"Come in. She said in a brisk tone, as if she didn't care about the solemn image of the saint.

With a squeak, a man dressed as a merchant bowed in, carefully closed the door, and then said respectfully:

"Returning to the Holy Maiden, there is news of your command. ”

He kept his head down, not daring to look at Gu Xiaosang squarely, as if he was afraid of being intimidated by the stunning appearance that was both clear and bright.

"The strange stone outside the sky is lost again?" Gu Xiaosang's pear vortex was shallow, and his expression made people unable to see the slightest clue.

"Yes, the Extraterrestrial Strange Stone in the Zengxian Gate was lost again last night. The merchant replied truthfully.

Gu Xiaosang inserted the jade flute back into his waist, nodded slightly, and asked casually: "Have there been any strong people passing by the mountains and rivers in the past few days?"

The merchant pondered for a while and said: "The Cui family has a fleet approaching, preparing to go south to Hengyuan and visit the Zheng family, there must be a strong man on location." ”

"The Pingjin Cui family has not been very restless recently, and they frequently visit major families, and some people are afraid that they are restless. Gu Xiaosang chuckled, noncommittal, and then took out a wax pill from the mustard seed ring and flicked it to the merchant, "Rush to the section of the river that enters Huanzhou day and night, and throw this thing into the water, be sure to finish it before tomorrow evening." ”

She didn't say anything threatening, but the merchant shuddered and blurted out:

"If your subordinates obey the order, you must not disappoint the saint, otherwise you will throw yourself into the river and end the rest of your life!"

At this time, he subconsciously raised his head to show his determination, and happened to see the deep eyes that seemed to hide hundreds of millions of stars.

How vast, beautiful, and amazing the starry sky is, how dreamy these eyes are.

The merchant was like being struck by thunder, and deep in his heart was unconsciously planted a little hint, ready to kill himself after completing the task, and then he put away the wax pill in a daze, turned around and left the small building.

The wax pill was as big as a human eye, covered with a red skin, and had a bit of a fiery smell, which was obviously not ordinary.

Gu Xiaosang watched her subordinates go away, not moving for a long time, as if she had turned into a statue, suddenly, her eyebrows furrowed, as if she was in pain, her eyes flickered, she lost her agility and emptiness, and became more and more deep and indifferent, as if she had seen through the changes of Hongchen after thousands of reincarnations.

At this moment, her eyebrows crackled and revealed tiny purple lightning and green thunder, forming layers of seals, overlapping into extremely cumbersome and gorgeous patterns.

The pattern was pressed down, seeped into the skin, and disappeared without a trace, and the agility of Gu Xiaosang's eyes also recovered.

"Little Purple ......" she chuckled, the meaning was hard to understand.

The white veil was lightly raised, the door was closed, and Gu Xiaosang walked to the window again, with the expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling on the corner of his mouth:

"The heirs of the Xuannu were born and should awaken to the body...... Shan Xiumei, Liu Shuyu ......"

The ability to plan the layout will not be inferior to others, on the one hand, it is its own talent, and on the other hand, it is also the miracle of the exercises, the accumulation of experience and insight.

In the big picture, I have seen all kinds of developments and the greatest possibilities in the future, and I may even understand the secrets more than some of the big people on the other side, and in the small details, Luo Jiao has a long history, and has a perfect and terrifying ability to collect information, surpassing the vast majority of sects and families.

When you know a lot more than your opponents, things become simple and easy.

This is something that the guy can't imagine at the moment, so he will eventually dislike and resist and have to follow his own thoughts, like a mouse under a cat's paw, and this can also be used to describe himself, yes, his own situation......

............

The rain was dripping, and the bluestone slabs on the street were as if they had been washed, Shan Xiumei quietly entered the private room of Lanyue Building, sitting in the main seat, there was no one around, and no one had arrived.

The river that penetrates the poor mountains of Huanzhou tumbles and flows, and from time to time you can see the floating corpses of the drowning floating by, and at the bottom of a certain section of the water, the wax pill seems to be fused by the fire little by little, and the red juice dripping out of it disappears strangely.

The wax pill cracked completely, revealing what was inside, a severed tip of a sword that was slightly as long as the uppermost knuckle of the ring finger.

The tip of the sword was covered with a layer of frozen blue, causing the surrounding water to slow down and condense, and then, it burst out with a burst of light, piercing the river and rushing into the sky, and the sharp and icy air stirred the heavens and the earth.

In a fleet that had already turned south, Cui Qingyu, who had two broken eyebrows, suddenly opened his eyes, and his short beard trembled slightly:

"Divine Soldier Breath?"

Before the words fell, his figure was already blurred, and only layers of purple shadows writhed in place.

Near Lanyue Tower, in the quiet room of a small courtyard, there are also people with eyes bursting out:

"Born of a divine soldier?"

The light and shadow floated, and the small courtyard returned to silence.

In the depths of the poor mountains and bad waters, a strong man passing by also turned his head to look at the dark blue light, and then took out a mask and put it on his face, which was the mask of "Taiyi Zhenren" in ancient myths and legends!

In the carriage outside Lanyue Tower, Gu Xiaosang had a pretty face, looking up at the sky, and watching the glory fleeting.

The matter of the Thunder God heir is very important, and it is impossible for Su Nu Dao to only send the Xuannu heir just because Shan Xiumei should be closer, and there must be a strong person on the outside!

Tune the tiger away from the mountain, one peach and two soldiers!

Shan Xiumei waited for a while, suddenly felt something, got up and walked to the window, and happened to see a woman in a white dress and a plain skirt holding an oil-paper umbrella swaying, like flowers bathed in rain.

She walked leisurely, one step to the front of the building, one step to the window!

Shan Xiumei's pupils contracted suddenly, like the tip of a needle, and bursts of prayer sounded in his ears like auditory hallucinations:

"No mother, vacuum hometown ......"

"No mother, vacuum hometown!"

A finger as white as jade pointed, and Shan Xiumei couldn't help but move forward, like a nightmare technique.

At the time of danger, six cold lights burst out, from the big tree in front of the Lanyue Building, from the small shop opposite, from the lobby on the first floor, some jumped out and folded, some meteors caught the moon, and some circled up, enveloping every important point behind Gu Xiaosang, trying to force her to leave Shan Xiumei, at the same time, a streamer flew from outside the private room, wrapped around Shan Xiumei's waist, trying to drag her backwards.

The Seven Heavenly Maidens Protector of the Xuan!

For them, it is an inevitable choice to get Shan Xiumei out of danger first!

At this moment, Gu Xiaosang disappeared in their eyes!

Gu Xiaosang seemed to have expected that the finger just now turned out to be a false move, and he moved forward, with a wrong step, his body spun, and he actually came behind Shan Xiumei, and then his left hand Miaoman brushed out, straight to the back of Shan Xiumei's head.

And Shan Xiumei took the initiative to bump into it under the pull of the streamer!

After the six realms of training lost Gu Xiaosang's figure, his momentum was unabated, and seeing that he was about to stab Shan Xiumei, he had to forcibly change his moves, and he panicked for a while.

There was a panic, the white shadow flickered, Gu Xiaosang actually gave up Shan Xiumei, and crashed into those spilled sword lights, the surrounding air suddenly disappeared, losing resistance, like a terrifying whirlpool, making the Heavenly Maidens lose their pace, lose their center of gravity, and get closer to this Da Luo demon girl.

Pulling, pulling, pushing and releasing the white shadow seemed to be dancing, accompanied by the fall of one figure after another, and Gu Xiaosang never left Shan Xiumei's surroundings, using her as a shield and using her as bait.

When the Scattered Flower Celestial Maiden gives up the streamer and joins the battle group, there are only three of the Seven Celestial Maidens left!

Shan Xiumei barely recovered, drew her long sword, and suddenly, the floor slab cracked strangely, her feet were empty, and she fell directly from the second floor to the first floor, which also allowed her to get rid of Gu Xiaosang's clamps, and the remaining three heavenly maidens ignored their own lives and pestered Gu Xiaosang to prevent her from chasing.

Gu Xiaosang was not surprised, but chuckled.

The heir of the Xuannu finally couldn't help but make a move......

After that, she killed all the Heavenly Maidens, chased all the way to Huan, and met Meng Qi again.

The past is more than a thousand years old, and it has been buried. (To be continued.) )