The gurgling rain, as if it was the fairy dew sprinkled by the gods, washed the ancient streets of Fengyue City, suppressed the hearts that were about to move in the Yunxiang Building, and washed the troubled dust of the lives of more than 100 beauties.

The sound of the rain shattered the lingering dream of the two, maybe it was fate, maybe it was supposed to be so, Ning Ran and Yan Qingwu opened their eyes at the same time, and when the morning light entered their eyes, Ning Ran saw a very beautiful face.

The luster reflected by the snow-white skin became more and more brilliant, the charming and confused big eyes were seductive, and the long black hair was scattered, swinging on his fragrant shoulders and sticking to Ning Ran's chest.

Ning Ran only found out at this time that his hand was still in the soft place of the other party, slippery, tender, and a warm current moistened his heart. An invisible force made Ning Ran kiss her peach-like mouth violently, and the sweetness of the entrance made his soul fly out of the sky.

Yan Qingwu was blind, drunk, and this wonderful feeling hit again. wanted to push and refuse, Yan Qingwu didn't know what was wrong with her, and the killing intent that had just been brewing in her heart disappeared in an instant.

"Qingwu, after the incense meeting, let's go together. A clear voice came, but it was a little cold.

This voice was like a thousand years of ice, which made the bodies of the two stiff, made the minds of the two of them clear, and made the tangled tongues of the two instantly separate, and a complex emotion like being caught and raped arose.

Ning Ran thought for the first time, who is she? Why is it not Liu Yunxiang?

Yan Qingwu became very flustered, and immediately said, "Sister, I heard it." ”

It was quiet, and only the sound of continuous rain could be heard. Ning Ran and Yan Qingwu kept staring at each other, but no one dared to speak, and finally, after making sure that the woman in the black dress and veil outside the door left, Yan Qingwu's palm instantly gave birth to spiritual power......

Ning Ran didn't know that danger was coming, but in the spirit of doing good deeds without leaving a name, he hurriedly dragged his scattered clothes, picked up the Nine Soul Sword on the ground, and staggered towards the door.

Yan Qingwu clenched her fists fiercely, looking at the bald back, she didn't make a move, but she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and at this time she realized that most of her spiritual power had dissipated, and half of her cultivation had been destroyed.

Ning Ran kept running and running after going out, and stumbled into the corner of the third floor with vague steps, it seems that what Hongyan Wo Shui said is really right. He wiped the sweat from his head, dressed as fast as the wind blows the leaves, and leaned against the wall. Recalling the lingering experience with the woman last night. He was frightened and excited, surprised that he didn't know whose room he had run into after being drunk, and excited by the joy of stealing incense.

He carefully felt his sea of qi, and there was a trace of spiritual power born, and suddenly the feeling of exhaustion from last night disappeared, and it was replaced by a special lightness.

Ning Ran's eyes radiated with light, it was the joy of gaining strength, it was the desire for the future, it was the only light in the vast night, representing hope.

Suddenly, a crisp voice came: "I'm really convinced of you, the incense party is about to start, and you just came out." ”

Ning Ran looked at it, it turned out to be Li Qing, and then smiled: "Good things are not afraid of being late, the most important thing is that I am also a famous wooden sword master, so I naturally want to appear at a critical moment." ”

"Shameless, I don't know what you are. Li Qing's chubby face was full of contempt.

Ning Ran chuckled, feeling that this little fat man was really a more serious guy, and he was making a joke himself, and he couldn't take it seriously.

At this time, Li Qing looked at Ning Ran's cheeks seriously, and said with a smile: "Hey, I said that you are full of red light today, did you play too much with Liu Yunxiang last night." ”

When Ning Ran heard this, his heart went up and down, and he secretly said that this little fat man was really sharp-eyed. "Hehe, how can there be, it's so-so. For the sake of face, Ning Ran can't say that he has nothing to do with Liu Yunxiang.

"Oh, it turned out to be true, Lu'er said that I didn't believe it yet, but I didn't expect you kid to be really good. Li Qing pointed at Ning Ran and smiled.

Ning Ran responded again and again, and felt very uncomfortable, Yunxiang, I'm sorry, but it's not that I want to ruin your reputation.

Soon, the two of them reached the second floor, today is different from the past, before night, there is a sea of people, crowded.

Yunxianglou is really big, but it is still not big enough, the incense competition is held on the big stage on the first floor, that is to say, people can only see the real on the first and second floors, so that since then, the two floors are filled with people, like a mountain full of wildflowers, diverse.

Ning Ran and Li Qing stood in the corner of the second floor, looking at the lively scene below, Li Qing didn't care, but Ning Ran's eyes were straight and dumbfounded.

Although there were many people who came and their clothes were different, the positions they occupied were surprisingly clear, and it was not difficult to see that there was no mingling between the sects and sects.

The group of people in the center of the stage had the most diverse costumes, and there were one or two people among them that Ning Ran had seen these days, and he guessed that this group of people were old customers who often came to Yunxiang Mansion to get drunk and dream. And the people on both sides would rather not know anything.

It doesn't matter if Ning Ran doesn't know, Li Qing knows that Li Qing said that he is a thousand Xiaosheng of the world and knows everything, Ning Ran didn't believe it before, but listening to his words today, this title still has one or two points of credibility.

The most eye-catching thing in the lobby is the disciples of Tianyun Pavilion, Li Qing said that Tianyun Pavilion has a long history, and most of the sect are female disciples, at this moment they are holding fairy swords, just like peony flowers, beautiful, more soul-catching.

But Ning Ran didn't think they were beautiful at all, because he was searching around for this group of women to see if Beitangyue had arrived, Beitangyue was a proud disciple of Tianyun Pavilion, she was one of the few people who knew Ning Ran's true identity except for the old drunkard, Ning Ran had some expectations for her on the one hand, and was a little worried about seeing her on the other hand.

"Hey, don't keep staring at the chicks of Tianyun Pavilion. "Li Qing really misunderstood Ning Ran, he must have thought that the Wooden Sword Master was a womanizer.

"What's the matter, I'm looking at the masters next to them, why are some of them bald and some of them with hair shawls?"

Li Qing smiled and said: "You don't know this, that's the master of Laiyin Temple, as long as you cultivate to a high level, what's wrong with your hair, you can still marry a wife." ”

Ning Ran was speechless, this is okay, and then he was very happy, almost forgetting that he was also a master.

The people next to everyone in Laiyin Temple are Xuanyi, Li Qing said that it is a disciple of Xuanyuan, a Xuanxiu resort, Qimen Dunjia Fu, omnipotent. On the other side of the center of the lobby, there are tall and mighty strong men, although their shiny bodies are covered by clothes, but the edges and corners of the bulge are very distinct, like small peaks, this is the body cultivation of the power of the Wang Zong.

Next to this group of big men, there is a huge team, with swords in hand, dressed in white, chic as immortals. Listening to Li Qingyan, they are all disciples of Ten Thousand Sword City, Ten Thousand Sword City is the largest cultivation sect in the Great Xia Dynasty, after all, this dynasty is mainly based on sword cultivation.

Although they are the main sect, Li Qing downplayed it, who made this group of people look as handsome as demons, Li Xiaopang can't let them cover their name. But the heavens are not beautiful, at this time, a group of people wearing robes and hats walked into Yunxianglou, led by the first to take off their clothes, and then revealed his handsome face, tall posture, with a long sword hanging from his waist, this is the beauties of Yunxianglou.

Li Qing simply said that he was Luo Feiran, the senior brother of Lingyun Sect, his cultivation was average, his swordsmanship was average, and he had no ability. But Ning Ran always felt that Li Xiaopang's words were not credible, and this little fat man was obviously jealous of others.

Just as Ning Ran was looking at this group of people, a woman on the second floor was staring at him fiercely on the other side, her eyes full of hatred and indifference. Ning Ran looked at it inadvertently, and suddenly her body trembled, it was actually Lan Zhi, the daughter of the ghost killing, and there were several strangely dressed old men standing beside her, it was not difficult to guess that it must be an evil spirit clansman.

Ning Ran subconsciously looked away and looked away, who knew that he had just left the hateful eyes, and saw a pair of cold eyes, and it was the masked woman in a black dress, the chill and sadness in her eyes could really kill.

Helpless, Ning Ran looked away again and looked downstairs, where a group of things happened to fly into Yunxiang Building. Ning Ran's eyes almost jumped out, and a pair of black coffins flew in. "Click. "The coffin was opened, and people in Tsing Yi walked out, their faces were bloodless, could it be the legendary ancient corpse?

"Surprised, that's a disciple of the Corpse Coffin Sect. Li Qing pretended to be forced.

Rather relieved, there are no wonders in the world.

Ning Ran hadn't woken up from the surprise yet, and suddenly felt the breeze blowing on his face, and looked into the wind, only to see four middle-aged men walking into Yunxiang Building, they didn't wear robes, they didn't bring hats, they didn't play oil-paper umbrellas, and the spiritual power wrapped around them made it impossible for the rain to invade at all.

As soon as the four of them arrived, all the sects were alarmed, and Li Qing's eyes were also round, and he said to himself, "Even the young elders of the four great spiritual courtyards are here?"

Sou...... Bang! Several beams of light rushed into the sky, the waning moon branches, and the rain flowed.

With the sound of fireworks, the beautiful tunes in Yunxiang Building also started, and the much-watched incense competition finally opened. At this time, the street lights in Fengyue City are so bright, the fireworks next to Yunxiang Tower are so colorful, and the moon in the dark night is like a beautiful woman about to appear, captivating the country and the city.

Countless dignitaries and dignitaries gathered together, countless romantic talents stayed here, and countless powerful people came one after another, for the beauties, or for the heavenly demon wolf, for the Wanyue Ancient Sword, or for the world.