The streets of Xicheng were crowded with black-pressed soldiers, all of them holding spears and bows with murderous intent.

In the center of the siege of the army, the two people on the Baihua Tower didn't care about the battle under the attic, and there was no urgency for the army to overwhelm the top. The two of them, who were not surprised, seemed to be interested, and they were chatting with each other.

The army is not in danger in front of the battle, and the small building is high and talking and laughing.

The silver-robed boy with his back leaning against the attic fence was taking advantage of this situation to jokingly ridicule: "Miss Luanluan, this hidden city lord seems to be really angry. The assembled army is estimated to be tens of thousands, and looking at this posture, they vow to capture us alive!"

"Master Su, you really know how to laugh. ”

"If you want to leave, you can go at any time, where is the matter of capturing alive. ”

The woman in Ayara Qingsha, who no longer stroked the qin, slowly got up, stroked her sleeves and walked to the balcony railing. He glanced at the streets and alleys in the distance, and then retracted his gaze to look at the attic courtyard below.

I saw that rockeries were dumped in the courtyard, and precious bonsai vases were rolling down and shattering. Countless spears and arrows were stuck on the ground of the courtyard, like a battlefield.

In the wing room under the attic, the door was wide open, and dozens of corpses of the deceased dressed in various colors were covered with feather arrows, and the ground where they fell was patches of dry black and brown blood.

Pulling out a feather arrow inserted into the outer edge of the balcony, the beautiful green gauze woman held the arrow in her palm with a little force.

"Click!" the crunch of a branch breaking.

Baihualou, the open space outside the porch.

A red-robed military general wearing fine iron heavy armor and a red-robed sword, with a long knife over the top beside him, stood with one hand holding the knife.

Listen to it, the melodious sound of the piano has stopped.

The red-robed military general outside the porch was staring at the white jade attic in front of him, and suddenly saw the green gauze woman get up and walk out of the cabinet, leaning on the balcony railing.

The red-robed generals who led the army shouted like a bell.

"Zhao Luanluan, if you know each other, hurry down downstairs and arrest him, and obediently let go of my young city lord!

"Humph!"

Zhao Luanluan, who had a beautiful face, suddenly turned slightly cold and let out a slight snort. With a wave of his hand, he moved the platform behind him to the front, turned and sat down in the middle of the case, pressing his fingers on the golden strings.

The silver-robed boy, who was still leaning on the railing of the balcony, saw that the girl Luan Luan was about to stroke the piano again, so he hurriedly walked to her side and stood behind.

The silver-robed boy pretended to be and sighed with horror: "Miss Luanluan's seven-string magic sound is very powerful, Xiaosheng is still standing behind you, in case the soul is injured by the rhythm of the demon steps, it will be a small life, woo hoo lament." ”

Zhao Luanluan, who had just been murderous, saw with his eyes that this silver-robed boy with profound skills and a realm similar to his own, was deliberately coaxing himself to be happy, and couldn't help but smile.

Looking at the blue clouds and blue sky in the early winter, there are flocks of geese returning to the south in the sky.

Zhao Luanluan knew it in his chest, and recited lightly with a slight smile: "Since the killing intention has been withdrawn, the slave family will give the son a song to stroke the qin, and it is okay to have a song of flat sand and falling geese?"

Autumn and winter are cool, the wind is calm and the sand is flat.

The clouds are thousands of miles, and the sky is ringing.

"Very good, very good!" Su Gongzi, who was dressed in a silver robe, paced behind Zhao Luanluan, chanting words to meet the situation.

This beautiful piano sound is really borrowed from this great ambition to express the mind of Yishi. It is also like returning from the wild goose, returning to the feeling of looking back.

The melodious sound of the piano fluttered, and the soldiers around the building were all fascinated by it, and they all folded away from the awe-inspiring meaning, and the happy mood was overflowing.

Just when the soldiers on the streets of Xicheng were fascinated by the melodious sound of the piano on the Baihua Tower, it was like a dream.

Whoosh!

A black light, as fast as lightning, struck the Fuqin woman on the balcony of Baihualou.

Zhao Luanluan, who was immersed in composing and playing, did not have too much vigilance. Maybe he was too confident in his seven-string magic sound, or he underestimated the defenders of Hidden Zhao City, so he was a little less wary when he looked around and saw that there were no strong people in the army.

At this time of crisis, the silver-robed boy behind Zhao Luanluan noticed that someone was sneaking up in advance, and with an extremely strange figure, he instantly appeared on the left side in front of Miss Luanluan.

Su Gongzi, who was dressed in a silver robe, faced the bombardment of the black light with his bare hands.

"Dang!" exploded like a slam of iron.

The big iron spear that came from the flutter was knocked away by the silver-robed boy with a punch.

The big black and shiny iron spear rolled sideways, spinning and flying backwards.

The guns shot back and forth, that is, in an instant.

Large iron spears swirling in the air swept through the dense crowd of people in the streets, and the nearest soldier was the first to bear the brunt, and there was a crackling sound of bones and tendons. The black-armored soldiers who fell to the ground in pieces, the dead and wounded, and the seriously injured and not dead all let out bursts of painful wails.

This sudden change attracted people to plot a sneak attack. Zhao Luanluan, who was still leisurely and elegant, immediately turned his face, jumped down, reached forward with his arms, and quickly grabbed the black-armored and red-robed general like a hook.

Just now, it was none other than the military general who led the troops. This man continued to hold the knife with one hand, and when he saw that his sneak attack could not be successful, the iron spear thrown out actually rolled sideways and flew back.

This stealing chicken is not a counter-erosion of rice, and the big iron gun thrown out didn't even touch the skirt of the girl's clothes. Because of his own miss, a number of dead and wounded subordinates were falling to the ground and howling, and the red-robed generals were also so angry that they wanted to split.

Suddenly, above the attic, the woman in the ayara green gauze flew down and grabbed her. This extremely fierce red-robed general let out an angry roar from his mouth: "It's a good time!"

With a loud shout from the black armor and red robe, the energy of the whole body acted on his hands, and he rounded the long knife, and slashed fiercely obliquely according to the green gauze in the air.

Jumping down quickly, grabbing Zhao Luanluan, who was the evildoer. Seeing that the culprit still dared to slash at him, the delicate body did not dodge or hide, and the white arms poked out the pink fingers, and struck at the sharp edge of the long knife in the black armor and red robe, and shouted loudly: "I can't do it!"

When!

The hum of the broken iron was deafening.

The long knife that slashed into the air with a wail, and the head and handle split in two and broke in two.

With all his might, the hands of the black armor and red robe were holding the victory, but what came was not the pleasure of killing the enemy, let alone the rain of blood swaying in the sky.

Instead, he felt that the long knife that he was infused with great power had nothing to hit. Suddenly, the long blade in his hand broke strangely, and the unabated inertia of castration had nowhere to borrow.

Syllable!

The half-cut hilt without the blade slammed into the ground, and the body of the red-robed military general was also shocked by himself and fell to the ground. I rolled around twice and tried to get up, but my whole body got up from the ground uncontrollably.

The soldier who was about to kill saw that the leading general was being carried by a woman in green gauze hanging in the air.

On the street, the soldiers with guns and bows did not dare to step forward again when they saw that the general was restrained by this woman. The black-armored lieutenant closest to this woman shouted loudly in fright, ordering everyone behind him to retreat.

The crunch of bones breaking is like a doomsday death knell.

The black-armored and red-robed body off the ground tilted his head, his neck was broken, and he was already out of breath after two flutters.

Zhao Luanluan, who had an extremely cold face, carried the corpse of the black armor and red robe and threw it into the distance, and then the whole person rose high into the sky, and the shadow of the green yarn fell on the top of the white jade attic. Immediately, a burst of true qi sounded and resounded throughout the entire Hidden Zhao City.

"Yinzhao City Lord, you listen to this girl, if you don't want to die, withdraw your group of mortal soldiers. Otherwise, don't blame this girl for killing and slaughtering your little Hidden Zhao City. ”

The sound of true qi transmission was so powerful that it was heard in almost every corner of Hidden Zhao City.

Zhao Luanluan, who was standing on the top of the Hundred Flowers Tower, raised his arm lightly, probed his palm as a claw, and grabbed the void in the depths of the aisle below, only to see a white-clothed blood-stained figure slowly flying in.

When this person appeared in the air three feet outside the attic balcony, his unique square face facing the street.

Many military generals and captains on the street all exclaimed, because they recognized this person, this square-faced man who was manipulated by Zhao Luanluan was none other than his own young city lord.