This time, before he made a move, Mo Liunian had already made a move, Yannei True Flame hit him directly, Lin Ruonan also knew that True Flame was powerful, the whole person flew up in the air, his hand and mouth still did not leave the flute, and the magic sound blew more rapidly.

The dark blue night was already red by the skyrocketing firelight, and the three-headed basilisk, spitting red flames from its mouth, transformed into thousands of fire snakes, all attacked the white-clothed flying man. The jade qin revealed a faint blue light, and the man with a peerless face sat upright in the air, his temperament was detached from the world, like a person outside the world, the corners of his lips were lightly raised, his wrist was slightly raised, and the sound of Qingyue Qin suddenly sounded.

The man behind him saw the sword light piercing, it seemed to be light and weak, but it was already in front of him in the blink of an eye, and the cold was sensitive, this kind of skill has been told, and the comer cannot be ignored! The figure quickly floated to the left, and this sword passed by, but before he could take a breath, the second sword was already following like a shadow, piercing his eyes.

Yu Hanyue's eyes flashed, and sharp claws grew from her fingertips and swept towards Murong Bining. Murong Bining dodged sideways, the sound of the flute was not broken, and there was another person behind her who showed his face, and the cold light sword was dead against the sharp claws swept by Yu Hanyue. The purple mist in the apricot blossom forest dispersed under the agitation of the flute, and several white-clothed women jumped out of the apricot forest one after another, surrounding Murong Bi Ning in it.

Another string sound, this time slightly higher, piercing the clouds and breaking through the air, with two points of slaughter. The three corpses flinched and covered their ears with their right hands. However, the sound of breaking barriers was so stoppable, and before they could take a few steps back, a slight popping sound came from their heads. And that left arm had just experienced a vicious fight, and then heard the sound of the strings, and suddenly fell to the ground. Although the fingers were still flexing and extending, the arms were silent.

Mo Liunian had a splitting headache, and as soon as his mind was scattered, the true flame of Yannei was also dispersed.

The strings are pressed with no hands, and the sound turns urgent. The sound of the piano sound has the anger of rushing to the crown, like a roaring giant beast, finally breaking through the shackles of flames in the clear sound, the blue light suddenly bursts like a silver bottle, the jade emblem raises a strong light, illuminating the night sky as bright as day, thousands of flame fire snakes turned into a fire dragon, as fast as flying lightning, and devoured the three-headed basilisk, the tragic sound came from mid-air, and a figure fell from the clouds.

Seeing Mo Liunian's appearance, the little half-immortal also raised the floating slaughter in his hand.

The young man's body was agile, and the outline of his body suddenly became blurred and light, like a ghost, flying diagonally, rolling past the blade, but he did not use the phoenix sword in his hand, this was an empty move. When the figure flew by, the corners of his eyes swept around, and he found a gap on the side of the Quick Sword Immortal Horse Team a few feet away in front of him. The fast knife fairy did not land under the knife, his eyes were suddenly in full swing, and he pulled his hand and stabbed again. The wind was roaring, and the golden glow was spreading, and the speed of the golden wire ring steel knife was so fast that others could only glimpse a glimmer of cold light reflected on the blade, but they couldn't find where the blade was.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Chang Gong immediately launched a counterattack, the long sword was raised, straight towards his front door, he hurriedly lowered his head, only to feel that the cold sword edge passed against his scalp, and his heart was also shocked, and when he raised his head again, he saw that dozens of his hair were fluttering in the air, gently falling to the ground.

Regardless of the hand that grabbed him, he raised his arm and continued to play the flute. This time it was blown more urgently, like urging and reprimanding, the breath was unstable, and the tail note was blown out, which was poignant and harsh. Suddenly, Lan Wangji's hand was forced, and his wrist was about to be pinched off, Wei Wuxian's fingers loosened, and the bamboo flute fell to the ground.

He turned his head to look at the retinue who had quickly retreated to his side, and slowly raised his sword, raising a sword light that rushed like flowing water, still in an unhurried but unusually sharp tone.

"Amitabha, it's better for the donor to stay!" Li Xian just rushed to the front of the Heavenly King Palace, an old voice suddenly sounded, accompanied by a thin palm that slapped in the air, it seemed to be light and fluttering without a trace of strength, and even the sound of the wind did not bring up half a point, but Li Xian was keenly aware of the murderous intent contained in this palm, and his heart couldn't help but sink, he didn't dare to take it hard, and he hurriedly used his feet to force it, and flew backwards.

He braved the pouring night rain to find her, only to see that the tiger hiding in the shadows was ready to hunt for food, and the ghostly green eyes of the fireflies were staring at her, and she held a short sharp dagger trembling in front of him. The string in his brain was immediately tensed as tightly as if it were about to break, and the rain of gravel seemed to fall straight into his heart, and there was an indescribable pain.

He was dressed in a white cloak and held a scepter, the brim of which was pressed low, and from her vantage point she could only see the tip of his nose showing the same snow-white nose. The autumn leaves are fire that burns the cold air. The breath of the river is an incense burner, spreading the smoke of summer in the city of Mukden. The sound of the wild goose's long cry is endless, and its sound is so cold and beautiful that even the most high-pitched flute in the world cannot be compared. Everything in front of me is so real, only the figure on this stage is all taken out of the ink painting. The elegantness depicted by Danqing can turn clouds and melt smoke, which is incompatible with all things in heaven and earth.

Dong Zhuoying was surprised. The sound of this flute is played in the gut, and the skill is extraordinary and pleasant. Thinking of this, a little on tiptoe, the person has risen in the air. After a dozen ups and downs, he was standing on the edge of a jungle in a deep valley. At this time, the sound of the flute had stopped, and the scene in front of me was the sound of pine waves.

He gently touched his toes back, swept away like a fright, and danced in the wind when the morning breeze was slightly rising. There is no rhyme in the venue, but there is a drum in his heart, and when he raises his hand and turns his foot, it seems to fit the beat of the drum, and he dances straight to the clear fog and breath through the sky.

At this moment, a piano sound came, the sound of the piano was smooth and warm, and the sound of the flute canceled each other, and the three of them suddenly felt that the headache had faded a lot.

Lin Ruonan put away his flute, stood sideways, and two figures soon appeared in the void, one was Chu Xunzhen, and the other was Jiang Shuying, who was supposed to be in retreat.

The person who played the piano was Jiang Shuying, and Chu Xunzhen reprimanded: "Ruonan, you are getting bolder and bolder, don't you even listen to the words of the master?"

Lin Ruonan pursed her lips: "Third Senior Sister, I'm not wrong, I'm clearing the obstacles for my door." ”

Jiang Shuying said in a low voice: "Nonsense." ”

Lin Ruonan's lips moved, but he didn't dare to talk back.

Jiang Shuying turned to the little half-immortal: "My fifth junior sister is young, and everyone is the most favored, so she has a stubborn personality, so I hope you don't mind." ”

Stubborn personality, he attacked them twice in a row, how can he be like a young child, but Jiang Shuying has already said this, and Xiao Banxian is not embarrassed anymore, so he said: "Since it is a misunderstanding, then I will leave first." ”

Lin Ruonan stood still and didn't move, just staring at the little half-immortal with a pair of eyes viciously, like a fierce little beast that would pounce on you at any time and bite you.

Chen Mo was like a little beast that had been glimpsed into a wound, her back hunched, her teeth and claws were open, she collected the disguised smile on her face, and her gaze quickly swept over Wen Tao's face. Wen Tao tried his best to control the expression on his face and not let her see the clues. But he didn't expect Chen Mo to take a few steps back, his face changed to a guarded and indifferent expression, and he didn't look at him and smiled in a frivolous tone.

Since he saw Jiang Shuying, Wujian also stepped forward and said, "Thank you Master Jiang for saving me with righteousness." ”

Jiang Shuying said: "If you want to thank the half-fairy boy and Miss Mo, if they hadn't passed the level, I wouldn't have detoxified you." ”

The light of the thin armor flickered only a fraction of a minute in the night, and then quickly disappeared like a ghost. Zhuo Yu hadn't turned his head yet, and suddenly he only heard a slight sound of gold and stone clashing not far away, if he hadn't been alert, it was estimated that the slightest movement would soon be drowned in the sound of flowing water.

"Rubbish!" Empress Wu didn't pay attention to Gao Hesheng's departure, but sat silently behind the dragon case, and after a long time, she suddenly bit her lip and scolded viciously. The dignified face was twisted to a hideous appearance, and it was obvious that the anger in his heart was already raging.

He hesitated for a moment, then strengthened his courage and moved forward. But suddenly, a face emerged from hundreds of holes near and far, appearing and disappearing, and all eyes were fierce, evil, and sharp, staring at him with vicious and hostile eyes.

He sneered, hunched his back and stood up, he squinted, looked at me and then looked at him behind him, slowly retracted the expression on his face in the vague light, his facial features gathered together, and the candle in his eyes that burned when he saw me shook and extinguished itself.

Zhou Xiang was so frightened that his heart skipped half a beat, his eyes couldn't adapt to the light for a while, and he lowered his head in embarrassment, when he slowly opened his eyes and turned his head in surprise, he saw Yan Mingxiu standing at the door of the bedroom, staring at him like a wolf, those eyes were red, as if they would pounce on him at any time!

The monster roared angrily, pounced on him and pressed him hard, burying his whole body in the fur in front of him, and squeezing hard at the same time. It squeezed it more than a dozen times before it eased up, staring at Chu He, whose clothes were spread out and his hair was messy, as if a beast was looking at a piece of meat that was very fat but not allowed to eat when it was extremely hungry, and its eyes were full of unwillingness.

Li Muzi saw this, the anger came out, seeing that everyone was still talking, the rattan in Li Muzi's hand slapped hard at the broken table next to him, the rattan was pumped up and flew directly to the feet of Litian, the most cheerful Litian stiffened his neck and turned his head, stared wide-eyed, looked at his young lady in horror, and then shut up honestly.

Reluctantly let go of his hand, said thank you to the manager, and turned around and walked out. As if he had taken some stimulant, his steps were particularly large. It was only when he walked outside the gate of the company that he turned his head and stared at the company fiercely, and said to himself: "One day, I can see you perish!" As he spoke, he walked forward angrily.

Suddenly, Kurt appeared around the corner—a phantom dressed in white with a giant stride. Before he could get to us, I sensed his rage and stood up to confront him. He pointed a quivering finger at me ...

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