Dressed in a warm silk glow, wearing the wisps of veil clouds of Shengxue, the spring breeze stirred the green silk, the sleeves that were unwilling to be lonely danced wantonly, and there was a little peach blossom fragrance in a trance, but it was not like, the distant sword light returned happily, wandering around the sword cultivation, looking at the sky with him, listening to the wind, and hearing and hearing pleasure.

"There will be lovers and eventually married......"

The sword light was like an eyebrow, Luoyang let out a soft voice, laughed and lay down on the ship's board, looking at the blue sky lazily, I couldn't help but think of Nannuo, and I don't know how she is now, the days of being trapped in the palace must be unsatisfactory......

Love, worry about the heart, cut off, not messy.

The fallen leaves have been drifting for a long time, and they have never forgotten to return home.

When the sun set on the West Mountain, the Kunlun Mountain in the clouds and mist was near, and the fairy boat washed away the wind and dust, and quietly anchored in the Sumeru Boat Harbor.

The disciples walked out of the cabin with laughter and laughter, looking at the little uncle who was leaning on the side of the ship to sleep, and his movements were lighter, and he disappeared outside the harbor one after another.

The cold moonlight was scattered, the mist was hazy in the distance, and the footsteps from the port were near, gently and quietly, revealing indescribable joy.

Curiosity, Luoyang lazily opened an eye, the Yiren was dressed in a pale yellow dress, wearing a phoenix hairpin, draped in moonlight, Tingting curled closer, the bright moon was like water, the soft light and the Yiren with light makeup were a picture scroll that amazed the world.

It's a pity that this scene didn't enter Luoyang's heart, and the lazy eyes closed impatiently, and the spiritual platform returned to silence.

"Brother Luo......"

After a while, the soft and glutinous tone sounded around him, Luoyang turned a deaf ear, breathing in the uncomfortable smell of fat powder, pretending to be cold and silent, hoping that Jiang Qinyue would retreat from the difficulty.

"Brother Luo......"

Jiang Qinyue called again, and seeing that Luoyang was still silent, she slowly came up, and the stubborn green silk slowly floated down and fell on Luoyang's shoulder.

"What's the matter?"

Luoyang raised his hand in front of his face, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of indifference.

Jiang Qinyue was frightened by this look and took a step back, the palm behind her back trembled and clenched, and was about to open her mouth Luoyang slowly got up, walked by his side, and his figure disappeared into Feiyun Palace after a few ups and downs.

"Haha, are you still scared?"

Jiang Qinyue couldn't help but chuckle, stepped into the air, and fell into the Feiyun Palace in pursuit, looking at the palace pavilion that was watching the night alone without the lights, flew into the house, and walked to the bed with interest.

Lifting the veil, the bed was empty, and a voice came from a corner behind him, his tone was cold and gloomy, and the timing was abrupt, which frightened Jiang Qinyue's palms.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Thank you Brother Luo for helping me avenge my revenge and defeat ......"

Jiang Qinyue turned around and looked in the direction where the voice came from, there was no one in the darkness, so she had to bow to the empty darkness, and her insignificant polite words were interrupted by Luoyang before she could say anything, and the direction of the voice was still behind her.

"Don't thank me, this is what I should do, go out, I am so murderous in my dreams, you should be glad that I did not fall asleep in the evening. ”

"Brother Luo worked hard, and the little woman said goodbye. ”

Jiang Qinyue closed her eyes, hid all her emotions, and when she heard the footsteps coming from the gallery, she moved her mind slightly, and walked simply.

opened the door of the house, the moonlight reflected in the palace, Luoyang glanced at Jiang Qinyue, who deliberately messed up the headdress, pursed his lips disdainfully, waved his hand to close the door, and before he walked from the corner to the bed, the door that had just closed was kicked open.

Luoyang picked his eyelids, suppressed the nameless anger in his heart, and looked carefully for a moment with the help of the moonlight, only to recognize that the person was the little girl he rescued from the mountains.

"What are you doing on the big night?"

"I wanted to thank someone for saving their lives, but I didn't want to break through the embarrassment and become a traitor......"

Saying that, Tang Nianyu closed the door and sat at the table, raised a small mirror, ignored Luoyang's cold eyes, skillfully opened the luminous sigil on the table, and looked at the bed while picking up the teapot and pouring tea for himself, his eyebrows and eyes were full of ridicule, as if he had found something unusual.

Luoyang rolled his eyes angrily, wanted to lie on the bed and suddenly felt that something was wrong, after thinking carefully, he walked to the table, sat down by "Li Yu", stared at the beautiful face, and looked like an old pedant who was more serious verbatim.

"Isn't it, you still want flowers to bloom in pairs?"

"Shut up!"

The words were interrupted fiercely, and the more Tang Nianyu thought about it, the more angry he became, he slapped the table and said coldly: "You shut up for me!"

Luoyang, who was still thinking about it, was taken aback, and in a trance, Li Yu overlapped with the old man in a splendid dragon robe!

"Who are you and what are you doing in Kunlun?"

In the words, the sharp sword intent gradually filled the empty night, and there was no need to ambush on all sides, and the killing intent was undoubtedly revealed. Hanlian literature

Tang Nianyu still smiled calmly, saluted Luoyang Yaoyao with a teacup, took out the dragon-shaped jade ornament and put it on the table, and said softly in an adult-like tone: "Come, little bench, call sister." ”

The tide-like sword intent was even more turbulent, Luoyang didn't even look at the jade ornament, pinched the sword finger with his right hand, and stabbed straight at Tang Nianyu's eyebrows.

The killing intent was like hemp, the sword light was brilliant like a nightfall star, and the sword finger suddenly paused three feet in front of Tang Nianyu's forehead in the sound of wind and thunder, and the fingertip lines were clearly visible.

"Good, little bench, call sister!"

Tang Nianyu got up with a smile, stretched out her hand and touched the top of Luoyang's head, she had been longing for this for a long time, since she first saw Luoyang, she thought about it, until now.

Airplanes!

The hanging sword finger suddenly swallowed the cold light, Tang Nianyu raised his eyebrows slightly, slowly withdrew his outstretched palm, and drank the tea in the teacup angrily, "It's not fair, why can Nannuo touch it?"

Luoyang put down his sword finger and did not answer Tang Nianyu's question, but asked rhetorically: "How did you survive? People told me that all living people have qi, and the qi of the Son of Heaven is exhausted, why are you still alive?"

"Yes, the Son of Heaven is exhausted, but what does it matter to me Tang Nianyu?"

"You have two lives?"

"Two fates? It's a joke, who do you look down on? To tell you the truth, I have nine of them!"

Tang Nianyu was angry and proud, slightly raising the snow-white goose neck, Luoyang laughed silently, feeling that she was really no different from the proud geese, maybe it was the reason why she put down the burden on her shoulders, she smiled so easily, like the silent spring breeze, it was very infectious, and anyone who saw it must have laughed and laughed.

Kunlun Guest House, Jiang Qinyue sat cross-legged, staring at the hugging figures in the mirror, listening to disgusting love words, her hands were clenched, her bones were ringing, and her heart was full of gritted teeth.

The lights were shining, Donghuang Fang Shuo sat at the table with great interest, looked at the bronze mirror, smiled with interest, and pointed down, the scene in the mirror shrunk to a point in the mountains, Jiang Qinyue looked carefully, and was surprised to find that the place where he left his back hand was not Feiyu Palace but Huangyan Mountain!

"How so?"

"Why can't this be? You are not a fool and don't take others for fools, Luoyang does not seem to care much about things other than Kendo, Nannuo, and Kunlun, but if you analyze his past actions, it is not difficult to come up with something very interesting. ”

At this point, the Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo no longer continued, but stared at Jiang Qinyue, some words always have to be said half and half left, it is enough to mention it, whether it can go further depends on the individual after all, why does everyone in the world say that the lotus flower is pure?

Because the people of the world who are in the same mud can't be as unstained as the lotus, most of them are close to Zhu and red, and those who are close to ink are black.

"Do we continue to test her? I always feel that Luoyang's actions are nothing different from the desire to cover up!"

Jiang Qinyue closed the mirror on the table, and held the palm under the table tightly, the right way and the evil way are different, most of the people who really walk on the bright road look at faith, that is, like-mindedness, and the opposite is to look at the value of interests.

This incident is afraid that her value will be devalued more, this is very dangerous, no value may become an outcast at any time, under the Kunlun sword, if she becomes an outcast, the consequences are self-evident.

Donghuang Fang Shuo shook his head, tapped lightly on the table, glanced at the teapot, Jiang Qinyue immediately obediently set up the tea set and brewed Longjing medicinal tea.

The fragrance of tea gradually rose, Donghuang Fang Shuo nodded with satisfaction, thought about it, and said: "Seven days later, it will be the human emperor sacrifice, at that time, the young patriarch and others will definitely go to Yangcheng, and the most Li Qinyue will be left alone in Kunlun Mountain, and then I will help you lure Li Qinyue away, and you will go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to steal a Taoist scripture ......"

"Which Tao scripture?"

"Taishang Pure Dust and Empty Ming Sutra, this Dao method is not much different from Luoyang's Chaos Qinglian Sword Sutra, you can practice with confidence. ”

"And after that?"

Jiang Qinyue asked curiously, offering the brewed tea, and the sword came out of Kunlun, there are countless sword scriptures in the library pavilion, why does it have to be the Taishang Pure Dust and Empty Ming Sutra? There must be a great secret in this.

"No, Li Qinyue is not an ordinary person, our time is pitiful, this time as long as you can steal the sword scripture, we will be successful!"

Donghuang Fang Shuo said softly, sipping the tea carefully, at the end of the cup of tea, the body was hidden by the lights, coming and going quietly, only the Liuyi people sat alone at the table.

The dim light did not stay in the night for too long, Jiang Qinyue, who had no way out, sat cross-legged on the bed, and the doppelganger in Huangyan Mountain opened his eyes, looked around, and walked into the library with the order talisman, and looked up the words about the Taishang Pure Dust and Empty Ming Sutra.

Surprisingly, the Taishang Pure Dust Empty Sutra is just a very famous sword scripture, there is no secret at all, no matter the origin or others, it is innocent, there is no problem!

"Hehe, this girl must not be able to sleep tonight......"

The Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo leaned on the plane tree, overlooking the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Huangyan Mountain, and his ears were full of laughter from the Heavenly Master.

"Not just tonight, if she had a conscience, she would have been awake every night afterward. ”

"I don't think so, if she had a conscience, she wouldn't go step by step towards the abyss, fundamentally, she, like us, has no faith and is afraid of death, if this woman grows up, she may not be able to become a big villain who will go down in history, does she hate you or thank you when you say it?"

"Why does she hate me? I changed her fate, no matter where there will be no inactive people in the history books, although they are the cornerstone of history, but I think Jiang Qinyue is unwilling to become the cornerstone, otherwise why wouldn't she drink the elixir?"

The corners of Donghuang Fang Shuo's mouth raised slightly, the wind rose, the mountains and leaves were singing, and the eyes hidden in the darkness looked at Gong Yuwei's residence, vigilant of the surrounding wind and grass.

Xiao Biesheng is newly married, tonight is the last peaceful day for this couple, as the two cornerstones that should go down in history but can't go down in history, when the transcendence comes, I hope they can rest in peace under the nine springs.