There was a bang, and the man was hit hard by Bai Xiaoxin's elbow, and he fell backwards.

Bai Xiaoxin kept one after another, tapping his feet on the ground, and then caught up.

The man sneered, and retreated unhurriedly, until the backyard and the atrium were connected, and then he stepped on the pillar, and his figure was rather strangely marching forward.

"It's too bad, rat~" The man slapped his palm on the pillar, his body suddenly took off, and after turning over, he climbed a protrusion of the wall with one hand, and decisively threw out the golden silk to Bai Xiaoxin.

The strange voice sounded again, Bai Xiaoxin lowered his waist, but the golden silk passed through his waist belt and shot in front of his eyes, and the silver needle at the head of the golden silk hit the ground directly.

The man jumped to the roof, but the golden silk did not move with him, and seemed to have no end.

Bai Xiaoxin slipped out of his sleeve and held it in his hand, and when the man was about to withdraw the golden silk, he decisively flipped his body and threw the dagger at the man.

The man smiled, his wrist and fingers swam quickly, and the golden silk that was gathered together in one hand was suddenly scattered, and in the process of retracting, it was divided into two strands, wanting to quickly wrap around Bai Xiaoxin's arm and waist, while the golden silk shot out of the other hand knocked Bai Xiaoxin's dagger a little crooked, and it could fly sideways over his head.

The man suddenly sweated, and he still misestimated Bai Xiaoxin's strength.

When he looked at it again, Bai Xiaoxin used an incredible variety of shifts and flips to avoid his stranded golden silk, and his body didn't look like a man at all, like a girl whose body was so soft that she could dance out of the Southern Xinjiang Sacrifice Dance.

"Hmph, if you can't do it with one hand, then come with two hands!" The man suddenly noticed that Bai Xiaoxin's body was extremely malleable, and his reaction speed was extremely amazing.

The man shot another hand of golden silk.

No matter how amazing a person is, as long as he is a human being, there will eventually be flaws.

In that person's opinion, Bai Xiaoxin had many flaws, but because of his extraordinary reaction speed, he stubbornly covered up many shortcomings.

But there was one biggest flaw when Bai Xiaoxin was fighting him, and he noticed it.

Bai Xiaoxin doesn't know how to do it.

In this way, even if there is a superior body as support, no matter how good the conditions are, it will be in vain.

The man smiled, "In that case, let's have a good taste of my Golden Silkworm Array!"

Before the words were finished, his ten fingers, wrists, arms, and even his entire body moved quickly on the roof.

It's like dancing.

Bai Xiaoxin's dodge speed also became faster and faster, like a broadcast gymnastics video played at six times the speed on a planet thousands of years later.

However, as the man expected, Bai Xiaoxin would not know how to act.

A silver needle on the golden silk finally pierced Bai Xiaoxin's left arm directly.

"Haha, you've been hit, you've lost!" the man on the roof stopped moving, and there was no lack of triumph in his words.

Bai Xiaoxin looked at the man on the roof wordlessly, and then looked at the golden silk that was still swimming beside him.

Lost?

Does losing mean death?

Bai Xiaoxin's eyes became colder and colder, no, Bai Xiaoxin, you can't die.

She's still waiting for you, bring things back.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiaoxin's gaze re-settled on the golden silk that was still shining with silver light and was still wandering around him.

Their attacks, like it, like it...... That day, under the plum tree, the woman's dance.

Bai Xiaoxin felt his slightly injured left arm.

It's still fine.

Well, can't lose.

Losing means dying!

Bai Xiaoxin squatted down, pulled out a long dagger from his shoe with his left hand, and threw it again at the person who was being proud.

"Damn, you're a defeated man, and you dare to do it!?" The man was startled, and hurriedly re-moved, manipulating the golden silk.

The dagger collapsed in the middle of the road and fell directly to the ground.

The golden silk moved, and Bai Xiaoxin also moved.

Speed, there is no need to slow down.

Well, slow down.

Next, all of Bai Xiaoxin's next actions were based on the actions of the woman under the plum tree that day.

The moon stretched Bai Xiaoxin's shadow very long, and also stretched the shadow of the person on the roof very long.

In the backyard of Hongling Tower, Bai Xiaoxin is dancing, and on the roof of Hongling Tower, the person is dancing.

At the beginning, Bai Xiaoxin could only dodge the golden silk, and even his body movements were not particularly smooth, but after two times, he had a good foundation and began to really know this dance.

Raise the legs, the golden silk has passed, turn over, the golden silk has passed, the head has been raised, and the golden silk has passed......

The person on the roof, and Bai Xiaoxin dancing in the backyard seemed to follow a certain harmonious rhythm, as if two copyists, one copying from the beginning, and the other copying from the reverse, were doing the same thing, with different steps and different starting points, but the pace was surprisingly the same.

However, what the two didn't notice was that the window on the second floor diagonally facing the backyard quietly opened a small opening at some point.

Yishan stood in front of the window, her fingers grasping the window, and she didn't move for a long time.

She was watching, looking at the backyard, looking at the person in the backyard who couldn't see his face clearly under the moon, dressed in a ragged shirt, dancing the same dance unwillingly.

Looking, looking, watching the man's figure turn, she suddenly fell from sluggishness to obsession.

What kind of song should such a dance be?

She thought to herself, and her grip on the window tightened.

It's a sentimental dance.

Then, there is only a plea of emotion.

When she came back to her senses, Yishan found that the people in the courtyard had stopped moving.

An angry voice sounded overhead—

"How do you know how to dance!?"

And anyone?!

Ishan was taken aback.

However, to her surprise, a person who came out of nowhere and landed in the backyard was entangled with the person who danced selflessly.

That person was naturally not simply angry in his heart, he could naturally see Bai Xiaoxin's movements in the roof dance, he didn't care about it at first, but when he finally found out the second time, what Bai Xiaoxin did was the same as his own, but it was diametrically opposite.

The method of breaking the Golden Silkworm Formation was either faster than the other party's fingers, or it would be the diametrically opposite action that he had just danced.

Could it be that this person who has been fighting with him for a long time is his own person?

But in his own people, he has so much strength and such a bad temper, and he doesn't agree with a word to smash people with an iron pot and fly a hidden weapon kitchen knife?

Moreover, this person has not stopped for a long time.

No matter, take him down with medicine!

The man thought in his heart, and in a few moments, his mind was clear, and he needed to use medicine.

Just quietly moved the medicine, and after a while, he felt that it was almost time to suppress Bai Xiaoxin with his body method, so he slowed down his movements a little and prepared to capture Bai Xiaoxin, but he was caught off guard and was punched in the abdomen by Bai Xiaoxin, and crashed into the backyard.

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