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When the living person heard this, he was a little surprised, and asked, "Sister, are you really, just like that, let us go?"

"Get out!" the woman closed her eyes and waved her hand in disgust, as if she couldn't bear to look at it more.

The companion hurriedly pulled the sleeve of the living man and said, "Since the master let us go, what else do you say?"

Then, the companion hugged his fist at the woman and said, "Thank you, Master Gentharva! ”

After saying that, the companion pulled the living person and was about to walk out of the smoky room.

But the woman shouted, "Stop." ”

The living man glared at his companion in disgust and whispered, "Look, it's all your fault." If you say too much, you will lose. ”

The woman approached the two and circled around them.

As she walked, she asked, "You know my name?" The woman pondered for a moment, and continued, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the top, of course. The living man stretched out his finger and cautiously pointed upward.

The woman's face turned blue, and she said sharply: "You actually want to leave the Vajra Hell? Just now you deceived me, so that I almost let you go." ”

The living person was not convinced: "Sister, it is obvious that you sent us away." ”

The woman's face was pale, but she no longer spoke, only flicked the Yueqin in her arms.

The living and the companions instantly felt a wave of qi coming. The two of them were unsteady on their feet, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.

Although the floor was covered with a gorgeous woolen carpet, the living people still grinned in pain.

The companion's face turned cold, and he said in a low voice: "What a strong internal force." ”

The living man got up, rubbed his knees, and said angrily: "You guy, such a beautiful musical instrument, it is really insulting for you to use it as a weapon." ”

The woman sneered and said, "Sven, what are you talking about with you evil ghosts?"

After that, another sharp and passionate music came.

The living only felt that his chest was as if he had been hit by several punches, and it hurt hotly.

It hurt so much that I almost burst into tears.

The living man couldn't help but secretly wipe the corners of his eyes with his hand.

But the pain was quickly relieved.

When the living person looked closely, he was surrounded by a brilliant cyan light curtain.

The light curtain suddenly reduced the sound of the piano a lot.

The living man did not hesitate, brushed the ground, pulled out a long sword on his back, and stabbed at the woman in red.

The sword of the long sword is so powerful.

After a dark green light, the long sword was already pointed directly at the face of the woman in red.

The woman in red was shocked, and hurriedly lifted the Yueqin in her arms and blocked it in front of her. She took a few steps back, and only then did she barely dodge the blade of her long sword.

When the living person saw that the blow was missed, he immediately stabilized his body. As soon as the long sword was retracted, it turned around and swept it in an instant.

The rapid change is like the clouds on the top of the mountain and the flowing water in the deep valley.

The woman in red could only dodge to the side with a quick walk.

Unexpectedly, the dark green sword was like an incarnation of a swimming snake, swerving forward, continuously sweeping and chasing the woman in red.

The woman dodged left and right, but she couldn't avoid the range of the long sword.

What's even more strange is that although the long sword did not touch the woman, the woman felt a suffocating pressure rolling in.

And this terrible pressure was unexpectedly endless, spurting out from the long sword.

The woman was shocked and angry.

This unremarkable person is actually a master of using a sword.

The woman in red did not dare to underestimate the enemy. The slender jade fingers of her right hand stretched out and plucked the strings of the Yueqin violently.

Suddenly, the passionate music came, and the momentum was majestic, like a war drum, which was directly gripping people's hearts.

Then the dense plucking layers were layered, like thousands of horses roaring.

The living man holding the long sword was slightly stunned, only to feel that a large transparent net had fallen from the sky and tied himself strongly. And his pursuit of the woman in red suddenly slowed down.

As soon as the living person gritted his teeth, he did not hesitate, only mobilized more internal force and quickly rotated in place.

And the dark green sword was like a wave, slashing at the woman in red round after round.

I only heard the sound of the piano change suddenly, from majestic and intense, to a whimpering and low sound. It seems to be under the moonlit night, mourning the fallen soldiers. The tune is sad and inexplicable.

But the living felt a chill hit them.

This chill is becoming more and more pronounced, from the skin through the muscles and deep into the bone marrow.

The living man only felt that his whole body was sore, and even his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

The living man let out a low snort, stomped his foot hard, and suddenly rose from the spot. Immediately after, the figure of the living person flipped in the air, and the tip of the long sword sank, stabbing towards the top of the head of the woman in red.

The woman in red stood firmly in place, without the slightest intention of moving.

She just quickly lifted the Yueqin above her head, her fingers fluttering over the strings.

The music changed from a gloomy cry to a battle song like a golden iron horse. It seems that the two armies have reached the moment of a decisive battle, and life and death have long been left behind, and they only want to fight vigorously and happily.

And the living man who fell from the sky only felt as if he had been struck by a whip swept across the air.

The whip that was not warranted struck the body of the living, and the pain was as severe as a skinning cramp.

The living man could not maintain his body, and the long sword tilted to the side, and one of them tumbled and fell to the ground.

After a bared grin, the living man got up from the ground, a little disgraced.

Strangely, the woman in red did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

The fierce and brave battle song came to an abrupt end.

The living man looked at the woman in red with some confusion.

I saw that the woman in red was still standing in place, with a complicated expression on her face.

And around her neck, there was a green long sword.

The grizzled and dirt-faced living man saw this scene, but he was not the slightest joy, but shouted dissatisfiedly: "Bingyang, you only make a move now, so you are not righteous!"

The tall companion known as Bingyang sneered: "Ziling Woman, such a small scene, I thought you alone would be enough to handle it." ”

The living person who was called Zi Ling had a blue and red face. She grinned and thought for a long time, and said hatefully, "You can't blame me for this. This worry-free sword is a recognizable product. I made it quite uncomfortable. ”

The woman in red, who was classified as a small scene, snorted coldly: "You two bully the widow with the crowd, and you can't win!"

Zi Ling was stunned for a moment, and nodded thoughtfully. Said to Bingyang: "She has a point. Bingyang, you quickly let her go, and I will fight with her for another hundred rounds, and the winner will be determined. ”

Bingyang rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "You and I are twin swords, so naturally we want to advance and retreat together." ”

Zi Ling was a little entangled: "It's not appropriate, it's not moral, it's not moral." ”

Only then did the woman in red take a closer look at the green sword around her neck. She couldn't help but be taken aback, and blurted out: "It turns out that you are the master of the Wuli Twin Swords." These two swords are indeed one. I'm not your opponent, I'm willing to bow down. ”

Bingyang put away his sword and shook it respectfully: "Master, there are many offenses.

The woman in red also bowed slightly, and her tone softened a lot: "The two of you are skilled, if you want to go, you want to stay, listen to it." ”

Zi Ling came over with a smile: "Master, we are naturally going to go." But until then, you can stay with us, have a meal, freshen up and so on. ”

After a bit of freshening.

The woman in red was a little surprised.

The two of them, who were like mud monkeys just now, are indeed quite handsome.

The woman in red stared at Bingyang tightly.

Zi Ling drank hot butter tea, as if in a voiceover, and added on the side: "Master, what I said is good. Bingyang is extremely peachy. ”

Bingyang almost squirted out a sip of hot tea.

The woman in red blushed, a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the topic: "How do you two know my name?"

Bingyang Zhengse said: "The master uses musical instruments as martial arts, and his dress is very similar to that of Buddhism. It should be a deliberate imitation of the eight gods of the gods. ”

The woman in red smiled slightly, nodded and said, "The donor is very knowledgeable. But soon, the smile on the woman's face stiffened. She sighed and said, "The world thinks that the gods are glorious. Only I know how lonely it is to be after the glory of the gods. ”

Zi Ling blinked, shyly gossipy, and asked, "Master Qian Dapo, I think you are quite young. How did you become a monk?"

Master Chendava's face was a little complicated. After a while, she took off her veil.

Zi Ling was so shocked that she almost knocked over the butter tea in her hand.

The appearance of Master Qian Da Po is extremely ugly.

Her face was densely covered with scars.

But under the scar, it can still be seen that Master Qian Dapo was once quite beautiful.

Zi Ling stood up with a snort and said angrily: "Master, who did your face? She clenched her fists as if she was about to jump out and hit someone: "Master, speak up quickly, and I will take revenge on you!"

Bingyang touched his nose, pulled Ziling's shirt, and said softly: "Woman, I know that you are chivalrous. Don't get excited. Revenge is not something that can be done right now. ”

Master Qiandapo also smiled and said slowly, "There is no need to take revenge. This scar is my own. ”

"What?" Zi Ling was stunned for a moment, and stammered, "Great, master, why is this?"

Qian Dapo's eyes flashed, and she said with some emotion: "Although I guard the exit of this Vajra Hell, in fact, I am more sinful than the evil ghosts in this hell.

I was a descendant of the Nya clan.

My clan, in the city of Logos[23], has been a lord for generations, and has quite a lot of military merits.

Although I am only a concubine in the family, I have been pampered since I was a child, and I don't have to worry about food and clothing.

Zampu took Zhudan[24], ascended to the throne at a young age, and the political situation was quite turbulent.

Fortunately, Zangpu's grandmother was not assisted by the regent of Lu's Chimaren[25].

Chi Ma Lun is a famous heroine in my Tibet.

At that time, many big clans bullied my young lord and rebelled.

At that time, the city of Raksha was a purgatory on earth.

Not only was it burned and looted by many rebels, but the surrounding subject countries also took the opportunity to cause chaos and made many difficulties for some cities.

The stone slabs in the cities of Logos were washed over and over again by the blood of the poor.

It was Chi Ma Lun who led the troops to quell the rebels and set up a vassal country.

In the hearts of all the people, Chimaren is the god who saves the world and helps the people.

But such a good man has done a great evil thing.

After Chimalen put down the rebellion, he suddenly realized that he should rather kill and quell the chaos.

So she carried out a purge campaign in the city of Logos.

Many famous families are among the purges.

Many aristocrats who stood in the clouds, looking down on all beings, fell into the mud overnight.

For a while, there was a lot of grief and resentment.

But I never imagined that this catastrophe would one day fall on the head of my Niya clan.

[23] Raksha: present-day Lhasa.

[24] Inchbandite Zhudan: 698-755. Great-great-grandson of Songtsen Gampo. The 36th Tibetan Zampu. He once married the princess of Jincheng in the Tang Dynasty.

[25] Chimaren: 649-712. Ruler with bead dan grandmother. He once assisted his son Chidu Songtsan and his grandson Zhu Dan.

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