At this time, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and the palm slapped by Bai Jing finally stopped halfway and stopped the offensive, which is also what the Holy Monarch meant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Elder Tang slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly a white shadow fell, and the white mirror fell to the ground, and suddenly disappeared, like a ghost, no one knew where he suddenly went, just like just now, no one knew how he could suddenly fall from the sky out of thin air.

"Isn't he cold-blooded?" Elder Tang muttered, turning his head to look, Elder Tang found that the Demon Lord Purple Feather, who was originally lying on the tree, had suddenly disappeared at some point.

Elder Tang's sword had been unsheathed, and he turned over and jumped under the tree, although his body was still straight, under the moonlight, he seemed to be a little haggard.

Elder Tang sighed and walked away, sighing in three steps.

Clouds, blue butterflies, flowers.

The clouds and mist are curling, like a fairyland, the sky is full of blue butterflies, dancing, flowers are everywhere, and there are thousands of charms.

There is a stone tablet covered with moss and even small flowers, and three large seals "Blue Butterfly Valley" can still be distinguished.

There is a tall mountain hanging between the sea of clouds, disappearing from time to time, a slender waterfall hangs between the two mountains, the bead curtain hangs, as thin as silk silk.

If it is not heaven, it is heaven and earth!

There was a long figure standing among the layers of clouds and mist, and the fog was so large that it was difficult to see the face.

At this time, suddenly thousands of butterflies danced, flying in the same direction, only to see a blue shadow in the sea of fog in the air, the fog is very large, the blue shadow seems to be ethereal, thousands of blue butterflies are around the blue shadow, the blue shadow is surrounded by a cluster and slowly falls, slender, elegant, is it not the fairy in the sky descending to earth?

The fog was very large, and it was barely obvious that it must be a beautiful woman, with black hair in a shawl, a long-sleeved dress in aqua blue, and a graceful figure, although it could not be seen completely, it already gave people a beautiful and graceful feeling.

The woman landed beside the shadow and seemed to salute the shadow man.

"What do you command, when the Holy Monarch arrives?" the voice was dreamy, very sweet, and the voice came from the mouth of the woman in the blue dress.

The black shadow in the clouds and fog is the Demon Lord Purple Feather.

I only heard the demon lord say: "Recently, three swordsmen with good swordsmanship came to Nanming, threatening to 'never return if they don't break the demon', and the people in the rivers and lakes call them the Three Musketeers of Nanming." ”

The Demon Lord paused suddenly, and then slowly continued, "Blue Butterfly, do you understand what I mean?"

"Blue Butterfly understands!" Blue Butterfly said, the voice was like a dream, giving people a wonderful feeling in the clouds.

In the clouds, the Demon Lord seemed to nod, and suddenly the black shadow flashed like a ghost, and disappeared into the rolling sea of mist.

The Blue Butterfly, the Demon Blue Butterfly of the Four Protectors of the Demons, is also one of the four beauties recognized on the rivers and lakes.

The four major protectors of the Demon Demon are: the Great Protector Demon White Mirror, making a metal silver white mirror, called the Haotian Mirror. The second protector of the Dharma Demon has a golden face, making a three-inch gold needle. The three protectors are the Demon Blue Butterfly, the Blue Butterfly is nineteen years old, one year older than the four protectors Red Shadow, and the Red Shadow makes a seven-inch short sword. What is the weapon that Blue Butterfly uses? Is it to drive the butterfly to kill, or is it to use a butterfly sword, or is it that she doesn't kill people because she doesn't have a weapon?

Blue sky, white clouds, white cloud building.

Baiyun Tower is the largest and most advanced restaurant in the southern Vermilion Bird City, located in the most convenient transportation, the most people's flow, the most developed economy, and the most suitable location to see the scenery.

Now, Baiyun Tower is bustling, business is booming, the little two are very busy, and there are diners from all over the world gathered here all the time.

The "Three Musketeers of the Southern Darkness" were drinking and eating meat around a square table, and one of them was a man in his fifties, with an eagle nose and eagle eyes, and his eyes were as sharp as eagles, and he was dressed in gray clothes, named Zeng Qin; one was a man in his thirties, skinny, with a pair of triangular eyes, and a black coat, named Zeng Chu; and the other was a man in his twenties, very tall, dignified, dressed in white, named Zeng Wei.

They have different appearances, the only thing they have in common is the three black sheath long swords they put on the table, three feet and seven inches, the swords are decorated with gems, they are from the Southern Underworld, and the people of the rivers and lakes call them the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Underworld".

Zeng Qin drank the wine in the cup, frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, Zeng Chu just ate meat and drank wine in a big bowl, looking carefree, Zeng Wei seemed to be very restrained, bowing his head, eating, drinking wine, his movements were very slow and elegant.

At this time, a big man with rat-eyed ears at the side table looked back at the "Three Musketeers of the South China Sea" from time to time, and suddenly secretly pointed to the "Three Musketeers of the South China Sea" and said in a bottom-down voice: "Big brother, look, they are the 'Three Musketeers of the South China Sea.' It was as if I had suddenly recognized a person.

I only heard a big man sitting next to him raise his voice and said, "Oh——, are those three arrogant guys who claim to be 'Immortal Demon Demon Will Never Return'. The tone was very sarcastic, and after saying that, another fat tall man beside him put down the wine bowl and suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had suddenly heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Bang" Suddenly Zeng Chu's giant palm was put on the table, and the other hand suddenly grabbed a pot of wine and flew out of his hand, throwing it straight at the head of the laughing big man.

The fat man was suddenly stunned, his face turned pale, he threw away the wine bowl he had just picked up in his hand, and lay on the table with his head in his hands and shouted, which attracted the eyes of countless visitors.

The two people at the same table with the fat man were furious, Huo Di stood up and drew their sabers, and the diners next to them saw that there was another sword and sword shadow, and they rushed to disperse one after another, surrounding the place they thought was safer, and their eyes were very expectant.

The two big men glared angrily at the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Underworld", and said in unison: "Do you want to die?"

The two of them didn't say a second word, and suddenly ran over, the knife flashed, one slashed at Zeng Chu, and the other slashed at Zeng Wei, Zeng Chu sat steadily, and didn't look at them, holding the chicken leg in his right hand and gnawing with relish, when the knife was about to split his body, he suddenly punched out with his left hand, and it hit the stomach of the big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and the casual punch hit him straight out like a flying kite, and the onlookers couldn't help but "ouch" With a bang, I couldn't imagine that a tiger-like man could be punched away.

Another big man with rat eyes and ears didn't know why he slashed at Zeng Wei with a knife, but instead of slashing the human knife, he was pressed on the table with one hand, and he couldn't shake the Pu knife with both hands, and the knife seemed to be suddenly cast under his hand, only to make the big man sweat profusely, and his face was red.

The big man suddenly kicked Zeng Wei on the side, trying to make Zeng Wei let go, but Zeng Wei suddenly let go of the hand that pressed the knife, grabbed the big man's ankle, pulled and flicked, and the big man with rat eyes and ears was also thrown far away, smashing a table, only to see his face twisted in pain, moaning, and rolling aside.

The fat man with a wounded head glanced at the two men who couldn't get up, and suddenly shouted: "Grandpa is here to fight for you", after saying that, the big man with a wounded head suddenly slapped the table with both hands, and the person was already in mid-air, and suddenly waved his hands together, and dozens of points of cold mangs shot towards the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Underworld", and the sound of breaking the air was very loud, and it was a master of making hidden weapons.

I saw a sudden flash of coldness, Zeng Wei had already pulled out the black sheath long sword, the blade of the sword was like a pool of autumn water, it was a sword forged by Nanming Tieying. He didn't stand up, he turned back, and suddenly his sword came out like a snake, turning into pieces of snow and frost, and none of the dozens of hidden weapons could escape his sword. The onlookers sighed one by one, and they were simply dazzled.

The fat man pulled out a glittering sword from his sleeve and tapped the edge of the table with his toes. shot towards the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Darkness", castration was fast, and the light skills were not weak.

Zeng Weijian was already in the sheath, placed on the table, drank the wine, and tasted it carefully, as if he didn't know that an incomparably sharp sword had come from behind him, but fortunately the knife was not pointed at him......

I saw that the fat man slashed at Zeng Qin Tianlinggai, who was drinking calmly, the knife was fast and fierce, simple but direct, effective, and he was also an expert in using knives.

At this time, the fat man's face suddenly turned rosy, because the blade seemed to be about to make intimate contact with Zeng Qin's head, and there was a sudden commotion in his heart, "Could it be that this person doesn't know any martial arts at all?"

"Presumptuous", who knew that he suddenly heard a loud shout, like a thunderbolt in a sunny day. I heard the sound of "dong" again, and saw that Zeng Qin put down the wine bowl with a loud shout, and he put the wine bowl gently, and the wine in the bowl turned out to be like a spring, a pillar of optimus, impartial, all hit the fat man's chest.

The man in mid-air snorted, and the huge man was hit by a bowl of wine and flew straight out, and the knife also flew out and stuck on the beam, and when the big man fell to the ground, he couldn't get up, his face suddenly became as pale as paper, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. The diners stared at him with interest.

Zhuge Baiyun, the boss of Baiyun Tower, was also watching, and he rarely appeared in this crowd. I saw that he was almost twenty-one or twelve years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, handsome appearance, a talent, and spotless white clothes, he was a rare beautiful man.

He hadn't been watching the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Underworld" come out of the limelight, he had to look back at a back from time to time, a blue shadow.

The three defeated men crawled with their tails between their legs and disappeared, and the diners were still unsatisfied, and they returned to their seats.

Suddenly, someone heard a humane: "The 'Three Musketeers of the South China Sea' are you?"

The sound is dreamy, very good, giving people the feeling of being in the clouds. All the diners and the "Three Musketeers of the South China Sea" looked at the sound together, only to see a woman sitting at the square table under the window, the woman was facing out the window with her back to everyone, only to see her wearing a blue gauze skirt, long black hair, and a blue butterfly on her head.

There was a delicate jade white pot on her table, and she didn't know if it was tea or wine? Or maybe it was water? Her white fingers pinched a jade-white cup, and on the edge of the cup was a water-blue butterfly, and its beautiful blue wings were fanning one by one.

She kept staring at the blue butterfly on the rim of the cup, this aqua blue butterfly was indeed beautiful, the color of this butterfly was like the color of her gauze dress.

She looked at the butterfly with interest, as if she hadn't said the phrase "The Three Musketeers of the South China Sea are you" just now, and as if she didn't know that all the diners in the rivers and lakes were staring at her intently.