Moonlight

The grey night sky was as quiet as a funeral mourning.

Inside the Tianya Inn

Heyu is no longer crying, and Zhou An has also left the room.

"You are my man, follow me back to the Knife Gate Worship Hall"

——These are Zhou An's original words before going out

Heyu is still in shock, although Zhou An didn't touch her this time, but he didn't let her go, if it was next time, I don't know if Zhou An would be so kind.

For a long, long time, the lotus rain was still cowering there, and he didn't even dare to run away. I have shouted thousands of times in my heart Senior Brother, but what about Si Quan?

How can Si Quan know what happened to Heyu!

On the Aoyama Gate

In addition to recuperating from injuries, Si Quan can only regulate internal qi.

Idle, Si Quan found a lot of interesting things, such as: his internal strength is stronger, and for example: Ziying no longer comes to see Ximen Yu practice swords every day, and what is even more interesting is that after three days, Ximen Yu no longer practices swords.

"It's so far, are you still afraid that I won't be able to learn it secretly?"

Si Quan once overheard Qianling say that Ximen Yu has been practicing swords there day after day in the past three years, and he stopped practicing as soon as he came, isn't it obvious to guard against him?

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and people are as idle as water.

As usual in the boring night, Si Quan's whole person suddenly became alert.

In the dark night, a white shadow flashed.

"Are you coming for yourself?"

Si Quan didn't think that this lonely house would have people come to enjoy the scenery at night.

"Friend, looking for me?"

Si Quan looked at the person in front of him:

cold

Cold as a sword

It seems that he was born with an expressionless face.

The white clothes are self-exalted without wind, and the cold eyes are sharp without a sword, obviously a delicate face, but it is like the illumination of the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword.

This is a man who was born with a sword.

Within three feet, it was like a sharp sword flying horizontally, and the sword light shuttled, warning everyone who still wanted to live not to approach.

"You're damned!"

The person who came said three words to himself, so indifferent that he didn't care about himself.

The cold sword came out of the sheath, and the blade light froze, devouring Si Quan's life step by step.

"You are Ximen Yu!"

Si Quan recognized the person.

But it was useless, no one knew if the person who came cared about Si Quanzhi recognizing his identity, and even Si Quan was confused about the reason why someone came to kill him.

"We know each other?"

Quickly jumping to the side, Si Quan asked puzzled.

"When did we make a feud?"

Si Quan asked again, but he didn't dare to relax his hand, because Ximen Yu killed again.

Before watching Ximen Yu practice swords, light as floating feathers, Yingyi as flowing as the wind, really tricked, Si Quan found that it was all an illusion.

Ximen Yu's sword is divided into two kinds, one is visible, that is, the sword in his hand, fast and sharp, Zhou and specialized, one sword steepens thousands of sword rain, and the sword dies. There is also an invisible one, that is, the sword on his body, hidden and sharp, wide and dense, ten thousand swords integrated into a light sword, a sword to seal the throat.

Si Quan relied on the advantage of internal force to block Ximen Yu's flash blade from his body, and every time he used too much force, he seemed to hear the sound of the wound cracking.

The room was already in shambles, and the bed was scattered with flying debris.

Si Quan could anticipate the scene of his mistake turning into meat scraps all over the floor, so he had to deal with it more carefully.

For some reason, Si Quan could feel a familiar taste from Ximen Yu's swordsmanship.

If Si Quan lowered his head, he could find that he was wearing a white bandage, which was already red and dripping blood.

"Stop, stop fighting!"

It was Ziying's voice.

"This is not the place for you, there is no next time!"

Ximen Yu is gone

looked at Si Quan expressionlessly, and said this sentence without emotion, without looking at Ziying.

"Hey, I'm running dry"

It turned out that Ziying was still staring at the direction where Ximen Yu disappeared.

"Are you alright?"

Zi Ying finally helped Si Quan up, looked at the messy room, and put Si Quan on the ground again

- The bed is gone

"If you're half a little later, I'm afraid you won't be able to see my corpse!"

"Hey, did you listen to me?"

"What did you say?"

"Forget it, you can help me stop the bleeding first!"

"Well, he's not hurt, is he?"

Ziying asked carefully.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Don't ask knowingly!"

"Hey, you're murdering!"

Feeling Ziying's deliberate force, Si Quan's crooked teeth grinned.

"Tsk, you care about him?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't know!"

Zi Ying seemed to be about to suddenly become angry.

"Ahem, his martial arts are so high, what can he do?" Seeing Ziying's eyebrows stretched, Si Quan continued; "How can you say that there is such a strange person, rushing into other people's rooms, saying a lot of strange things, and going to kill people"

"What did he say?"

"He said, 'No other man is allowed here, do you want to die inside, or do you want to go out and die?'"

"Did he really say that?"

Si Quan visibly felt Ziying's hand tremble.

"Do you like him when you care so much about him?"

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, as a master, it's normal to care about apprentices, I won't be able to figure it out here for a while, let's change your accommodation!"

When it came to Ziying's heart, she was so shocked that she immediately got up, turned around, finished speaking coldly, and left.

"Alas, the master likes the apprentice, hehe, the two of them are quite talented and beautiful, quite a good match!"

Si Quan looked at Ziying's distant back and thought about it.

In the dark, Ximen Yu looked at Si Quan lying on the ground, and stood for a long time, but he didn't mean to make a move.

Along the way, Zi Ying was secretly thinking about Ximen Yu's words, and her heart was full of joy, and she took into account each other's identities, so she had to break off her feelings.

- Of course she didn't know that Si Quan lied to her.

Before she knew it, Ziying had already walked to her room.

"There's someone inside"

When the door opened, Ziying was already on guard.

"Wu Lun, what are you doing here?"

Zi Ying looked disgusted

"Little lady, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Wu Lun, Wu Dao's only son.

"Come to my room in the middle of the night, aren't you afraid your father will know?"

On the Qingshan Gate, only Wu Dao can suppress Wu Lun. But this time, Ziying miscalculated.

Wu Lun still looks unscrupulous.

"Do you think my father would not know?"

"What do you mean?"

Zi Ying's heart jumped, she had heard before that Wu Dao had lingered in the rooms of the other two young ladies, and at that time it was only a rumor and didn't take it to heart, was it true?

"What do you mean, has my father ever touched you since you got married?"

Listening to Wu Lun's words, Zi Ying didn't understand it even more. Wu Dao was obsessed with martial arts training and snubbed all the ladies, could there be another hidden reason.

"Haha, my father has become ill in martial arts, and he can't enjoy women for a long time, otherwise why don't you think he sleeps with you?"

Zi Ying was shocked when she heard this, and thought that Wu Dao was not close to women or had no feelings for herself, so she didn't touch herself, but she didn't expect it to be inhumane.

"Hehe, don't be angry, the so-called father's debt is repaid, my father owes you, let me fill your youth!"

Wu Lun looked at Ziying's delicate and pink face, and only felt that the heat in his lower abdomen was unbearable, and he couldn't wait to pounce on it immediately.

"Shut up, if you get out now, I can act like nothing happened. ”

"Didn't anything happen? How can I see that your face is full of spring, your eyes are charming, and you obviously look unbearable with lust!"

"You drugged?"

Ziying did feel that her body was unbearably hot, and when she suddenly saw the unfamiliar incense on the table, she finally reacted.

"Hehe, it's just a little more emotional, it seems to work well!"

It's a strong desire for medicine

After just a while, Zi Ying was numb all over, her limbs were weak, and she bit her lip tightly to keep the last trace of clarity.

"What a goblin"

Wu Lun's eyes were full of lust, and in order not to have an accident, he also deliberately took an antidote, but at this time, lust was not under Ziying.

Wu Lun slowly approached, forcing Zi Ying, who had no power to resist, to the edge of the bed.