The little pipa sang, and the lotus flower danced lightly.

Plucking the strings, dancing apricots, this reed swinging, has been painted into a picture scroll Danqing 3,000 curtains.

"A green sail sails on the reed shore. The sunset sinks, the pipa dances the sword, drunk to the face, and the beauty is beautiful.

The slender hand jade fat is fragrant, the strings move the wind line, the lotus flower is pretty, and the bead curtain is a roll.

The apricot pipa drinks together, chanting through the ancient and modern romances, and the empty and clear marks are full of clothes.

The water flows, washes away the rouge, and there is no face. Spring goes to winter, and the sunset river sleeps alone.

The shadow of the only people stands in the middle of the reeds. Obsessed in the wind, the song is euphemistic, and a cool winter song comforts me with all kinds of coldness. ”

Yang Ye drank and wrote lyrics boldly, accompanied by Qin Xiaolian's pipa, and the apricot dancing with the lotus.

A song, a sword, a word.

This raft is slow, the sunset is also about to fall, Yang Ye and their half-day trip in the reeds, finally before dark, to the reeds There is a lonely island, west of Huxiang from the palace.

As Yang Ye and their raft came slowly, the island that was located away from the Mourning Palace, as Wu Jiashan said, there were people guarding there every other paragraph.

As Yang Ye and the others approached, the sentry also saw them, and then saw a young man in Miao costume walking to the shore and shouting at Yang Ye and them.

"Who are you guys? This is the Death Palace, just go away if it's okay. The young man shouted loudly, and also looked at Yang Ye and them.

A handsomely dressed boat-holding girl, a handsome woman with a pipa in her arms and a hat, a beautiful and small young lady, and a handsome boy dressed in black standing on the bow of the raft.

The young man looked at Yang Ye and them, and his eyes stayed on the lotus for a while, in addition to seeing her beautiful, he also looked at the water apricot in her hand twice.

Yang Ye listened to the young man's shout, and also signaled Cuiyun to continue walking, and he replied: "In Xia Yang Ye, I heard that the snow scene in the winter is beautiful in the Death Palace, and I came to observe, and by the way, I also want to ask you about the Moonlight of Silla, the palace master of the Death Palace." ”

When the young man heard this, he naturally understood that Yang Ye's first half of this sentence was polite to look at the winter snow scene, and it was the right thing to ask his palace master for questioning.

So he immediately rounded his fingers, put them in his mouth and blew them, and then said: "Our palace master has not seen a guest for many years, if you are looking for medicine and asking about something, then a few of you can come according to the rules and talk to our foreign affairs elders."

But Your Excellency and his entourage must have come from the reedy path, and they must have been determined, but I still persuaded them to go back.

Then if there is something, just contact us at the reed ferry in Xiangxi to leave the palace for foreign affairs, if the foreign affairs elders agree, you can talk again.

As for this Death Palace, please go back, our palace master is not a guest!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he saw that many people came to the island one after another, and it seemed that it was because of the whistle he had just made.

Yang Ye saw that there were so many people coming, he still motioned for Cuiyun to continue walking, and he said, "I heard that there are three rules for leaving the palace master of the Death Palace.

Scholars are gone, swordsmen are gone, Taoist priests are gone.

And in our industry, there are neither scholars nor swordsmen, let alone Taoist priests, at most there is a sword-dancing maid, so how can you palace master not see it.

Besides, if you want to ask about the next question, it really has to be answered by your palace master himself, and it is useless for others to ask, so otherwise you will report it, in case your palace master agrees again?"

Yang Ye said with a smile, the raft was almost on the shore of this isolated island away from the Death Palace.

When the young man saw Yang Ye being such a scoundrel, he also said loudly: "Our palace master has never seen anyone in winter, except for the rules of the three no-sees, so Your Excellency has to be stubborn now, so don't blame us for being unreasonable when we leave the palace." ”

As the young man finished speaking, Yang Ye's raft also happened to dock on the shore, just for a moment. I saw that some of the people in the mourning palace threw out a handful of cigarette ash along the sleeves of their robes.

Immediately, the air was filled with black and red smoke, and the smoke was like a living thing, slowly spreading and gradually enveloping Yang Ye and them.

Yang Ye really didn't expect to do it so quickly, and guessed that if he couldn't talk, he would inevitably fight, but this person had just docked, and the other side started to move.

It seems that the customs of Xiangxi are not verbose and start fighting directly. Yang Ye was thinking helplessly, only to see that the lotus flower was taken out of the spring bird that she had given when she separated Liu Zhuqing.

Lotus scattered the spring bird on the corners of several people's clothes, and then took out a few pills and ordered them to eat them.

With all this done in Lotus, strange things really appeared, and they saw that the empty poisoned mist seemed to really be close to Yang Ye and their surroundings.

Even there were some flying insects and poisonous bees in the air, and some snakes, insects, rats and ants on the ground, all of whom did not dare to approach Yang Ye and them. However, although there is nothing to do for the time being, Yang Ye and the others are still trapped on this shore, unable to advance or retreat.

Yang Ye had actually thought that if he opened the Wuhou Eight Formation by himself, he would be able to dispel the dangers around him, but Cuiyun Lotus and Qin Xiaolian would be difficult to take care of if they were distracted.

Moreover, even if he really opened the method of the Wuhou Eight Formations, he could only simply defend and fight back, and he could not take the initiative to fuse the Falling Sword Technique to achieve the momentum of the Sword Formation.

After all, because the surrounding environment has become unclear due to the poisonous fog at this time, and if they kill the killer themselves, these people who have left the palace may resist desperately.

At that time, if the killing is too heavy, I am afraid that even if she sees the moonlight of the Silla Palace, the palace master of the Death Palace, she is unwilling to tell the Central Committee of the New Year.

Yang Ye thought in his heart, seeing that these poisons couldn't get close to them anyway at this time, he also signaled not to act rashly, just pay attention to each other.

But at this moment, those who left the Death Palace were in a hurry, if they said that they would fight, they would lose their fists and feet, after all, they would not specialize in these in the Death Palace.

But this ability to repel insects and make Gu has no effect on the enemy at all, which can't help but make them a little annoyed, and some of them can't help but sneak away when they see this situation, thinking about going to report to those big people.

"What?!Several elders are not there?Someone forced our way out of the palace, how can this be good? The person who sneaked up to report the news said anxiously, and he looked at the maid in front of him, and he was helpless.

When the maid heard him say this, she also looked helpless, and said softly: "Isn't this a matter of chasing corpses and raising corpses some time ago, the elders have always been busy, so they have been busy for many days. ”

When the messenger heard the maid say this, he was also anxious, paced back and forth, and after walking twice, he suddenly thought of something again, and hurriedly asked: "What about the palace master? Isn't the palace master here? As long as she can make a move, she will definitely be able to stop those who break into the island." ”

When the messenger heard this, she also hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No, you don't know that the palace master has never seen anyone in winter, and she is now in retreat.

Grandma has also spread the word that no matter what, as long as an outsider sees the palace master, she must be informed. If we go to call the palace master now, then grandma will know in the future, and she will not be able to spare you and me. ”

When the messenger heard this, he was even more anxious to jump to his feet, after all, on the shore, he saw with his own eyes that everyone was at a loss for Yang Ye and his party.

If no one can really come forward to stop it today, not to mention that Yang Ye and they will break into this Funeral Palace, if this matter spreads all over Huxiang in the future, what will be the prestige of the Funeral Palace in the future?

Thinking about the recent years, it was not easy to leave the mourning palace because of the past, but it finally warmed up to the top position in this lake and Xiangxiang, and because of the infighting between the corpses and the corpses in Xiangxi, it was another step.

But today there was really something that was broken into, not to mention that everything was in vain, and the reputation of the Death Palace will be hit again in the future.

The man who reported the news thought about it, deliberately made a louder voice, and said, "The palace master is in winter retreat, isn't it also necessary to wait until the snow falls in January and February to see no one?"

Now that the winter solstice has just passed, not to mention the snowfall, frost is not yet common, so if you take action now, wouldn't it be okay to continue the retreat when the elders have returned?"

The messenger listened to his words, and did not know what to say for a while, so she could only quickly wave her hand and signal him to be quieter, and then looked back at the boudoir palace behind her from time to time, as if she was afraid of disturbing anyone inside.

But just when the two of them understood Suosuo's conversation, there was also a soft sound in the palace boudoir.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a woman in Miao clothes, slowly, walking slowly from the inner palace.