"Ugh!" Nalan Xin burped and said, "You still have to eat some meat and rice to have strength." ”

The black-clothed messengers standing around looked at Nalan Xin and smiled without saying a word.

It's not that Nalan Xin is greedy, it's the food she needs to replenish her physical strength.

Since she was a child, Nalan Xin has followed Ye Ghost Axe, what mountain delicacies, what mountain delicacies, she has never eaten.

If it is usually placed, such a mutton stew with radish, Nalan Xin only tastes one or two bites.

Suddenly, a flute sounded, sometimes melodious, sometimes melancholy.

In the sound of the flute, there is a sense of melancholy and sadness.

If it weren't for the ups and downs, I wouldn't have been able to blow such a flute.

Who the hell is it?

Who else will be imprisoned nearby?

Who else will be in the same situation as Nalan Xin?

"Why is there a flute here?" Nalan Xin wondered.

"It's the right envoy who is giving a."

"Your Excellency?"

"Yes, Lord Right Envoy, Fengxueyi, he lives near here."

The right envoy wearing a mask and holding a long knife, the Ice Buddha is actually here.

Although Fengxueyi was wearing a mask, from his words, he felt that he was not an old man, but a young man in his prime.

At a young age, blowing such a melancholy flute sound, what happened to him?

Wind and snow clothes, what a beautiful name.

But the name doesn't match the number of people, he is so indifferent, and he doesn't deserve such a good name.

Nalan Xin, Nalan Xin!

After all, the wind and snow suit, someone helped you once, oh no! Strictly speaking, it's twice, and it's not good for you to say that!

"Miss Motong, you've been out for a long time, it's time to go back to the house." The black-clad messenger spoke.

Although you can move freely in a limited place now, and you don't have to be locked in the house anymore, you will be bored after a long time, so it is better to find something to do, Nalan Xin asked tentatively: "Okay." By the way, I have nothing to do here, I want to shoot arrows and kill time. ”

"Archery?"

The black-clothed envoys standing around each other, their eyes were as big as copper bells, they didn't expect Nalan Xin to make such a request.

The arrow is sharp!

An arrow, in the hands of a person with strong martial arts, is a sharp sword, which has the effect of killing people invisibly.

Faced with Nalan Xin's request, the black-clothed envoy was embarrassed, so he had to say, "Miss Motong, we can't meet your request for a while, because we need to get the sect master's permission." Sharp knives and other items are not allowed to be brought into the courtyard. Of course, the blades we carry with us do not count. ”

"It's okay, I'm just talking about it."

For several days, Nalan Xin stayed inside the house and rarely went out.

Inside the house, she wasn't doing nothing.

She leaned at the window, carefully observing the black-clothed messengers, observing the hours of their changing of the guard, and remembering them one by one.

At night, the black-clothed messengers outside the house will retreat, but this does not mean that the defense is lax, but the defense is more severe, because the mechanism of the entire courtyard will be opened.

Half a month later, in the middle of the night, Nalan Xin woke up, opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After half a month of cultivation, Nalan Xin's body recovered, and the torture caused by the "Blood of the Ice Phoenix" in her body was temporarily suppressed, and it was time to implement her plan.

In fact, she never slept, she silently thought in her heart, counting, waiting for the opening of the guard.

Every time there is a change of guard, there is a small gap, and Nalan Xin must seize the opportunity to sneak out of the house.

She quickly got up from her bed and put on her coat.

She straightened out the quilt and stuffed a pillow into it, pretending that someone was sleeping.

In the past few days, Nalan Xin has been used to covering his head with the quilt and falling asleep.

Even if the black-clothed messenger on patrol at night saw it from the window, he would not be surprised and would not enter the house to check.

Nalan crept to the window and quietly opened it.

She poked her head out and looked out, there was no one, she flew out and landed on the ground, without a sound at all.

She has no internal strength, but her light skills are still there.

Nalan Xin relied on her memories to wander around the small courtyard.

In the middle of the night, the "cold light" of the wind and snow clothes shook on the knife holder, and he couldn't sleep until he couldn't sleep.

The "cold light" has shaken many times these days, and it has not been done before.

Could it be that she is nearby?

The nearby Burning Lake courtyard was lively more than half a month ago, and many black-clothed messengers came.

It's possible that she's in the Burning Lake Courtyard!

In order to find out, Feng Xueyi got up, grabbed his clothes, threw them into the air, and quickly put on his clothes.

As soon as he stretched out his left hand, the "cold light" quickly came to Fengxueyi's hand, but its shaking did not stop.

Feng Xueyi took the "cold light" and flew out of the house, he wanted to find out.

He didn't know why he went, but when he thought of Nalan Xin, his heart couldn't help but be unable to control himself.

Is this a heart-warming feeling?

But haven't I already broken up love?

When Dong Ze was young, he always taught Feng Xueyi to learn the supreme sword technique and to be ruthless.

But his heart has long been stiff, and it is impossible for any love thread to enter his heart and warm his heart.

Nalan Xin was alert to the situation around her as she walked, and she was cautious with every step.

This small courtyard is surrounded by mechanisms, and if you take a wrong step, it is a trivial matter to be injured by the mechanism, and it will be troublesome to attract the black-clothed messenger.

Not far away, there was a small bamboo forest, and the bamboo looked no different from the usual ones, but Nalan Xin's uneasy heart welled up in his heart.

The bamboo forest has a strange atmosphere, and the bamboo leaves make a sound of "sand, sand, sand" in the breeze, like sharpening knives to pigs and sheep, to be precise, thinking about themselves.

Nalan Xin continued to move forward, and a yin wind blew, causing Nalan Xin to get goosebumps all over his body, and he couldn't help but shake his body.

A dry bamboo leaf fell in front of Nalan Xin's eyes, and it fell silently

"It's okay, don't be afraid!" Nalan Xin gasped and secretly encouraged himself.

But the appearance of the bamboo leaves falling and the appearance of the ordinary bamboo leaves falling are completely different things, this bamboo forest must be strange!

When Nalan Xin was in the middle of the bamboo forest, her eyes swept quickly, and she felt the bamboo behind her move.

No, she read that right.

This small bamboo forest is a formation, and Nalan Xin is already in the formation.

Gotta get out as soon as possible, or it's bad!

Nalan Xin stepped on his right foot and flew up.

She had to find a suitable vantage point, find the eye of this bamboo forest formation, and destroy it in order to break the formation in one fell swoop.

But the bamboo seemed to have eyes, and the surrounding bamboos danced and surrounded Nalan Xin.

The bamboo is like a human, and the bamboo bends down and shrouds Nalan with its "body", like a golden bell, completely enveloping Nalan Xin.