The bluebird paused in the air, which was different from his habit of resting in the bamboo hut of the Faded Forest, flapping his wings to keep it floating, and finally landing, habitually landing on his shoulders to retract his wings, but he did not have the greeting chirp when he saw him.

I'm used to it. I didn't see the body, but it naturally fell on the shoulder.

"Sorry, thanks, went back. ”

Diving in again canceled the mental suggestion, and saw that the child suddenly wondered when he saw himself, and without explaining it, he just took a step when he spoke, and rushed back to the Fade Forest in the light of snow. When the blue bird heard this, he seemed to understand the meaning, and generously opened his right wing and patted the back of his head, and hid under his clothes to avoid the cold and snow.

It's time to go home.

Judging by the voice, he should have been in front of his window, and he couldn't see the other party, so his position should be at the root of the wall under the window, and he basically had the advantage after perceiving the killer's position, which was no different from the situation when he hunted the ring not long ago, but his desk was behind the window, and if he raided now, he had to move the chair first, and then cross the desk to the window. But as an assassin, he must have been prepared, and not only does he not have protective weapons now, but he also has no martial spirits possessed, so it is obviously not a wise move to carry out a surprise attack now. He didn't know that he had discovered his whereabouts, so the ambush should have been a surprise to him when he attacked, so all he had to do now was lure him into his home turf.

"Ha Qi - just a yukata is not enough......"

After sneezing, he whispered, put the scroll aside, pulled out the chair and got up, and at the same time waved his sleeves as if he were sorting out his clothes, and brought down the pen holder next to the table, and a few brushes fell to the ground.

"Are you too tired? Hmmm......mm Pick up the pen and pick up the pen. ”

Said words as if showing weakness, squatted down after moving his arms, and slowly drove his soul power on the windowsill facing forward, ensuring that he could complete the martial soul possession and soul skill release at the moment of receiving the enemy. Tired, focused on one thing, positional, defenseless, he should be a perfect prey in the eyes of his enemies, but he is actually ready for anything.

Ready for anything?

Keep your eyes up, pumping power into your legs so you can approach an enemy quickly if you spot it, but don't forget to turn the two beast ears on your head back to prevent someone from sneaking up on you.

You have done a set of actions so briskly and neatly that if the elders were present, they would have praised and rewarded you, but when you climbed out of the window, you were greeted not by visitors in the middle of the night, but by an empty backyard. The banyan tree was whiskling in the night wind, and a few leaves were swept up by the wind, fluttering and falling on your shoulder. There is no figure outside the window, and the cold killing intent just now seems to be just your illusion. You paced around the yard a few times, look

It seems to be admiring the moonlight, but in fact, he is secretly observing and examining the surrounding situation, and finding out the hidden person. As a disciple of the Thousand Feather White Crane Sect who is good at concealment, you don't feel that the abnormal movement just now is your illusion, it comes from the intuition and confidence of a keen attack soul master. But no matter how lured and investigated, no one reappeared, and the small sounds that had just been dormant in the night seemed to be non-existent. Just when you are gradually losing patience, suddenly,

A cold, blinding reflection in the night flickers before your eyes, a reflection that is unique to the sharp edge of a metal blade. You are about to fight back when you feel a chill on your neck, something cold against your skin. "The girl is so perceptive, she doesn't want to leave like this, so she has to come out to meet. The male voice was as sharp as the blade on the neck, cold and frivolous.

"Let's rest. ”

He took off his snow-dyed coat, hugged the bluebird and released it, shook off the occasional frost and snow, and flapped his wings and flew to the rest of the bamboo house.

Glancing at it again, he looked at the Qingli Palace not far away, frowned slightly, and his spiritual power floated, and he took the wolf pen that he had prepared for a long time, injected spiritual power steadily, and squatted down to think about the formation depiction.

It is necessary to create a place to shield the palace master's spiritual power to probe, and to chat safely before inviting Su Rui'an, you can't rush things, you naturally have to take your time.

From the brain, he took out the most basic spiritual power shielding formation, held the wolf pen on the ground and began to draw, obviously not stained with ink, but there was a black spiritual power falling on it, and it was connected together with the drawing, forming a shielding formation.

It's not fine, but it's easy to revise it.

Thinking of this, he knelt down again to correct, and after the thorough refinement was completed, the corresponding soul power was injected, and when it was triggered, the ink-colored spiritual power slowly melted into the ground and hidden. It's the end of this great work.

But this is far from enough, the range can be small, but it must be able to shield and remind, such a formation can't stop the palace master from detecting itself, continue to depict.

The more mental power the wolf pen is dyed, the faster it is proficient, and the less time it takes. A little bit of advanced painting, so that the formation that can shield the level of mental power is more and more advanced.

When the drawing reaches the highest level of shielding and detection, beads of sweat flow endlessly, and mental power gushes out frantically just to be drawn.

First, I carefully drew the simplest part, gasped and rested to recover the huge consumption of spiritual power and soul power, got up without anything to do, and then grabbed the wolf's brush strokes, so that I could do that.

It doesn't matter if this formation can only be used once, you have to buy enough time to explain it to them.

After all, the current Nine Heavens Palace, the remaining two senior brothers and sisters and themselves, it is not so easy to persuade the palace master.

Taking a deep breath without stopping, he thoroughly began to carefully draw the shielding spiritual power and detection formation, and when he was tired, he took a temporary rest, and continued to paint when he recovered, without remembering the wasted time, after all, how long it took was the most worthwhile.

Since you asked me to protect the Nine Heavens Palace and not to get involved in the world, I will do it, and in the name of your brother, I will fulfill your wish. "There are always people who want to see this excitement, if I am missing, but a few pairs of chopsticks, more cold wine, what is the matter? ”

He has been born to be a shallow-eyed and flowery child at this age, but he is still cold and snowy and pinched a bundle of bones, and the night blue brocade robe that can be called sleeping goldfinch is glorious, decadent and sickly, red lips are full of beads, and he sneered, and threw the paper letter into powder with a flick of his fingers, and shattered it into the depths of the court.

This serious illness made him hard-hearted and cold-mouthed, sensitive and weak into a ruthless golden stone, unwilling to deal with it with a smile. Shan went to kiss the obscure medical scriptures, lingering with the ancient words, and hid Sister Yun when she came to hug her.

"What do they have to do with me? I'm tired of all this boredom, but I just laugh and scold some bastards, and go to find a big tree to enjoy the shade. ”

The untied hair is like snow scattered on the shoulders, and the collar is faintly revealing a trace of green. The irritability makes the fingertips rub, and I feel that I don't know when I get used to this pretentious problem, and I really fall into the root of obsession, and I can't clean it.

Maybe your master will come back, but he will come back in the spring, and he will not want to see him for many years? Sister Yun made the sandalwood soaking her fingers and skillfully binding the clothes and ribbons to a butterfly, but the wings vibrated into a mist in her heart, and she came overwhelmingly, swallowing her eyes into a haze, and then slowly frozen.

"I've long forgotten what he was like. ”

When the words fell, he got up lazily, flicked his fingers to the window, and rang the bell of the bronze duo string, and circled the back in the real and false empty.

"If you are hungry, go to the feast. The girl stood quietly beside the man, as if in a steady position, looking at the two sect disciples beside her who were becoming more and more noisy, and shook her head helplessly.

... Speaking of which, she still remembers the good deeds she did here on the spur of the moment three years ago, and she may understand their excitement. Of course, youth and frivolity will not be forever, and girls, like men, stand at the forefront as one of the student representatives.

Reaching out and gently pulling the man's broad hand, he shook his head slightly.

Her gentle appearance and silent atmosphere made her completely unthreatening, and even gently pulled the "children" behind her who seemed to want to refute or even do something.

What I have done wrong will not be made by my younger brothers and sisters again.

"As my brother said... Could Li Gongzi sense some of the reasons that made the elders so excited?"

-- It is support, but also represents one's own position. The ink-haired girl took a slight step forward and stopped the excited disciple behind her.

Of course, she would not involve her personal grievances in the sect's grievances, and of course this did not affect the fact that the girl was still angry about the incident two years ago.

"It's not changed, don't worry, nothing big will happen, huh?"

The girl answered the man's words with a smile.

"And... If you weren't there, I'd help you... Feel relieved. ”

It is comfort and support. The origin is like the wind, blowing out the cold of the night sky, blowing out the sorrow of the clouds, but not blowing out the half of the residual candle, I have been observing this eternal soul sapling for a long time under the residual candle, and I have also heard that Xiaoqing irrigated the feat of giving birth to the orb with blood, I don't know if it is poison or blood? But after all, he cut his finger and put it on the tender teeth of the sapling, and the bright red added the green of the green and green horns, and it injected the color of dusk into the seedling through the residual candle, and finally did not want the life and death to follow the wind.

I take the mountains and rivers to give me a ride, who stepped on the moon to come, in this barren scenery of the past year, and know the lonely shadow under the moon, the red umbrella fluttering,

I looked back, in this night when the flowers fell, and said a good night, what I couldn't see was the beautiful woman's shadow, plain clothes.

"Xiaoqing, will this really work?" Enter the high seat to make the tea cup, add candle oil and continue the new stamen. The people in the tent leaned on the golden wall, their eyebrows were pretty, and the women were looking at them, and they were lustful. The tea is poured into a cup and half a lamp, the eyes are clear and the mirror is shining, and the victory is not terrifying, and the wind and clouds are coming?

The bright moon knows the politeness, the east wind knows the old people, the color temperature and the light smile, retreat from everyone, know what the comer means, still have palpitations, show the rod to read, know that the life journey is not easy to compare with yesterday, but I don't know the words. Less dialects.

I stared down at the teacup in the palm of my hand, but unconsciously used a little more force, a drop of fine sweat fell from my forehead, dripping on the sandalwood table imprinted a dark trace, as if stinging the eyes and the nerve endings that continued to be tense, unconsciously gritted my teeth and closed my eyes, took a deep breath, reopened my eyes, only to see that the eyes were sharper and sharper, as if there was a trace of unknown determination, in the name of life as hot as if it could burn her as sincere, I threw the teacup with half a load of tea to the other party with a gentle wrist force, a quiet only the fragrance of tea rippled in this stormy little Xieli

Oh, my old friend

The words that the young man spat out after a long time of thinking evoked the vague shadow of her memory - the person who was as brilliant and dazzling as the June sun, and the heat of her own flame that often hid under its light attached to her palm like a dream, burning her sealed self She would not be shaken in the slightest before the collapse of Mount Tai, but at this time she lowered her eyebrows, slightly opened her lips, and accidentally let out a few sighs,

"Ah......h

"Ridiculous"

The figure swayed, the lotus step moved slightly, the teacup hit the wall, the tea splashed, but even the corners of her clothes were not stained with fragments scattered on the ground, she finally walked towards Shen Liansheng, bent her knees, sat opposite him, held the tea with both hands, took a small sip, she didn't look at the sincere eyes, and looked at the jade-colored disc hanging in the air, which sank quietly, and was immediately driven away by her light voice

"If it weren't for the equivalence, there would be no need to talk about this deal"

"The so-called clue, you might as well tell it"

She seemed to have made concessions and gave Shen Liansheng some trust, maybe it was some kind of desire in his heart that moved her, "Blue Bird, go find Su Rui'an." ”

When the bamboo house of the forest is slightly stingy, when he sprinkles it on the snow all over the ground in the early morning, he stretches out his hand to call the young man to follow the blue bird around him, and his spiritual power condenses the long finger finger, strokes his slightly cool fur, and points between the eyebrows with closed eyes, injecting spiritual hints to outline the appearance of the bamboo sea hut.

"With the skills of the senior sister, it should not be noticed, this is not too obvious, it is already hidden as much as possible, and it will not be detected by the palace master. ”

Spiritual hints are good but still need to be practiced, and they should have been postponed a little longer, but what they do can't be too late, and it is difficult for a single person to reach the sky, and it still depends on people who have connections

If the invitation is successful, it should be enough.

"Go, if you don't have food in the morning, let her feed you, so that she can come over. ”

The tone of the blue bird is not heavy, and it is quite gentle than usual, but this is just kindness.

The bluebird opened its beautiful eyes and looked at it, flapped its wings and flew to its broad and thin shoulders, rubbed its frozen reddened but unconscious ears, and soared into the distance with its sharp claws.

"It's up to him, it's time for the next step. "Early in the morning. The nightmare faded with sleepiness, fingertips touched the eyebrows and rubbed slowly, scattered thoughts gradually returned, and it was a new day.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

There was a soft, dense knock on the closed window, and she raised her eyebrows, got up and pushed the window open, and there was a poor little thing parked on the windowsill. Indigo feathers on the back, milky white eyebrows and eyes, tail feathers a little golden, is a blue bird. 22