"You...... What do you say, Jiu'er, you... You smuggled Cher's ice coffin out of the mound."

Long Moquan's eyes were as cold as autumn water, sharp as a blade, and he couldn't wait for a sword to pierce his heart and end Gou Yue's life, but, it was very clear that Jiu'er's position in his heart and how important it was to him, the hand holding the sword kept trembling, and finally, he finally slowly retracted the sword.

"Hahaha, Long Shaoxia, it seems that what I said is right, you don't have the courage to kill me, since you don't have the courage to kill me, then kill Xiao Rusi, I promise you, as long as you kill Xiao Rusi, your Jiu'er I will return it to you safe and sound, I believe ......"

Gou Yue, I haven't said the word yet, Xiao Ru is a finger on the back of the neck of Long Mo Quan, right in the middle of the acupuncture point, hit the faint past, I have met the unscrupulous people than the old hen laid eggs Xiao Ru is, can I not know what he Gou Yue is thinking, it is nothing more than to threaten Long Moquan with an ice coffin, let the two of them kill each other, in order to avoid the dilemma of Long Moquan, it is nothing more than the most correct choice to stun him as soon as possible.

"Haha, hahaha!"

Gou Yue laughed, "It seems that Xiao Shaoxia's multiplication is not known to be swordsmanship cultivation, as well as this mental idea of doing things, which really impresses me." ”

Xiao Ru didn't care about his tongue and lotus, and shot directly, not for the purpose of repelling the enemy, it was all superfluous.

A sword swept past it, lifting up a foot-deep stone and earth on the ground.

Don't say that Chengri's vision is limited to Zilai in Miao Jiang, even Gou Yue, who has intersected with demons and immortals from all walks of life, is full of surprise, and the two of them invariably retreat back, not having the courage to take that sword, for fear that if they retreat a little later, their prestige will be buried under that sword.

To have today's achievements, thanks to the ruthlessness of Honglin's evil heart, that day he pressed Xiao Ruis and others under the trapped god bell, wanting to be disposed of, in order to escape from the god bell, Xuan Qizi, Bai Fenglai, and Dark Dragon Fei will be their respective cultivation, all of them lost to Xiao Ruis, plus the two sword qi of Hong Laizi before, and the assistance of the three protector cultivators, Xiao Ruyi's internal storage qi gradually met the requirements of the Great Sword Sutra, and practiced for half a day under the sleepy god clock, and had to wake up after the guidance of Long Moquan, knocking on the side to guide the first fragment of the Great Sword Sutra, and learned something, when he was in the cave, it was the Great Sword Sutra that was originally cultivated, and the broken sleepy God Bell。

Imagine being able to easily break the sleepy god bell, how can you put Zilai and Gou Yue in your eyes.

Gou Yue, who had read the classics in the Horizon Scripture Pavilion, had read a ** biography, and the book only mentioned some details about a powerful swordsmanship, and now that I think about it, I feel a little similar, and I can't help but secretly say "Could it be, the Great Sword Sutra!"

"The two, now that the leading soldiers are leaving, there is still a turning point, if you still insist on attacking and killing the demon world, today, under the spirit peach sword, there are two more ghasts. ”

"Stinky boy, you are too arrogant, I want to see how capable you are today, you can stop me from a million soldiers and horses outside the Demon Realm City. ”

Zi Lai's two hands swept out with purple light, grabbed sixteen Miao Jiang purple-clothed soldiers from a hundred steps away, and then cut his fingers, with his own blood, on their foreheads, sixteen flesh-and-blood purple-clothed soldiers were immediately reborn, looking up to the sky and roaring, a powerful force burst out of the body, eyes were red, and eyebrows were crimson

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, completely unconscious, regardless of life and death, only with the idea of killing Xiao Ruyi, rushed mightily.

"Whoosh!"

"Wow!"

In an instant, Xiao Ru slashed out three swords one after another, none of the three swords had any effect, even the iron armor on the sixteen purple-clothed armors could not be broken.

Lin Duoan attaches great importance to this article, which is signed and printed by two rich sons, such as pinching his own life, holding it in the palm of his hand, and saying to the two rich sons, "Young Master Su, Young Master Fang, please here"

The Lin Mansion had already made arrangements, and two embroidered sedan chairs came through the streets outside, and a total of eight cleanly dressed and white-faced Lin Mansion family members carried them through, passed through the flow of people, and came to the front, and after opening the curtain, the eight people said in unison, "Two sons, please"

These two sedan chairs are placed in front of the red lacquered wooden door of the house, one in front of the top, one in the back, for these two young masters of the noble mansion, no matter who they are, they have ** shares in the back sedan chair, so the two of them quarreled unexpectedly.

"Young Master Ben, I am the son of Zhizhou, and my sister is a noble concubine, and she is a relative of the emperor, since she is the front bridge" Fang Dinghua showed off his might, shouted out his proud family, and then turned to Su Yan and said, "Your father is only a little general, and it is still an honor to sit in the back sedan chair, don't fight again"

Su Yan was very unconvinced, when it came to this Fang Dinghua's father, he was simply mediocre and incompetent, and he was able to do the four grades of Zhizhou, all because there was a daughter who danced and flattered the emperor by his side, and talked about it, how could he be compared with his father's bloody battle on the battlefield, and the glory he fought for in the shadow of the sword, if one day, his daughter was beaten into the cold palace, this Fang family must be a tree and scattered, and it will fall with it.

"Hmph" Su Yan stepped on the sedan rut with one foot, crossed his eyebrows and squeezed his eyes, and said, "Just your sister's concubine, if it weren't for the secret blessing of this Buddha, I would have squatted in the cold palace long ago."

"You... Stinky boy, you dare to curse my sister" Fang Dinghua's wrist flashed and a flying knife was drilled out of his sleeve, and he wanted to fly towards Su Yan, but he immediately thought that Siping Mansion was extremely close to this, and a public brawl would definitely alarm the soldiers and horses of Siping Mansion to come here, and it would be unfavorable to him at that time, so he put away the flying knife again.

Su Yan saw this process in his eyes, and knew what Fang Dinghua was afraid of, and said with a smile, "Yo, flying knife, cut, just your little square flying knife, you dare to take it out and be embarrassed."

"You..." Fang Dinghua frowned angrily but was speechless, he could only swear secretly in his heart that he would not let go of Su Yan in the future, and Fang Dinghua took off in the rear, got into the embroidered sedan chair in front, and only left the sentence "The surname Su, make the sedan chair in the back"

"You, the rotten king Bafang Dinghua" Su Yan would never allow the sedan chair he was riding to fall behind Fang Dinghua, and raised his legs to step on the sedan chair in front, at this time Lin Duoping suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Yan's sleeve, he looked at the side for a long time, and really didn't expect that someone would make trouble because of the order of the sedan chair, and persuaded "Su Gongzi, Su Gongzi, the one behind your seat" Su Yan's face changed suddenly, and Lin Duoping hurriedly said, "Alas, in this way, Su Gongzi, why are the two sedan chairs in parallel, in no particular order"

"Okay" Su Yanjing waited for the two sedan chairs to be lifted and tied, and then slowly stepped into the sedan chair.

Two embroidered sedan chairs were lifted by eight Lin Fu family members, to the south of Hengzhou City, Mo is the time of pillar incense, the embroidered sedan chair arrived in front of the Lin Mansion Mansion, the Lin Mansion is the first big household in the city after removing the Siping Mansion, the two stone carved unicorns in front of the house stand left and right, set off the Han jade stone steps of the central twelve layers, and go straight to the Lin Mansion.

Su Yanhe

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Fang Dinghua got out of the sedan chair at the same time and walked to the gate of the Lin Mansion.

"I'm in"

"I'm Advanced"

The two began to quarrel again because of the order of entering the house.

When he arrived at the door of the Lin Mansion, Lin Duoping had to maintain peace and quiet, and he couldn't let the two of them quarrel, and persuaded "Don't, don't, this sedan chair can go together, and the door can also enter together"

The two of them listened to the words and put on their own ruthless colors, their eyes burned into torches, fighting fiercely and fighting for color, this was really a vicious battle without violence and no smell of gunpowder, so longitudinal eyebrows and horizontal eyes until both sides felt dry and sour eyes, and slowly entered the Lin Mansion, very strange, from beginning to end, the Lord of the Lin Mansion did not come forward, and was always led by the housekeeper.

The housekeeper Lin Duoan led the way in the front, leading the two through the Huaqiao pond and pond to a loft in the backyard of the Lin Mansion, the attic has nine floors of 100 feet, the attic is surrounded by verdant trees, the wood is verdant, and the decorated building environment is full of greenery and warm light.

"What about the goods?"

"Yes, what about the goods?"

Lin Duoan bowed down to the attic, and welcomed the two sons and their followers into the attic, the attic was more luxuriously decorated, and the temperament did not lose the immortal family's god's mansion, it can be seen from the inside that the whole attic is supported by four thick round and beautifully carved wooden pillars, and the most attractive thing in the attic is a colorful painting in the center of the hanging decoration wall.

"Wow, wow" Su Yan first found the exquisite picture scroll, the picture scroll is painted as the landscape and autumn wind, look at the fall of the Tang Dynasty is Wang Wei, who is known as the poetry of the Buddha, Wang Wei's poems contain paintings, and the paintings are poems, and the fruit is extraordinary.

Su Yan flicked the scroll with his palm, and he could indeed feel a bit of its charm, and said, "As the so-called poems have paintings, there are poems in paintings, Wang Majie's picture of the autumn mountain residence is very popular with me, okay, I will spend this million taels to buy this famous painting" Su Yan expressed his mood at the moment, and began to chant the poem inscribed in the painting, "After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn...... Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay"

The poem sounded, so that Fang Dinghua, who was also in the attic, also noticed the painting, and walked closer to the painting and said, "Good painting, good poetry, good, I want one million taels for this young master."

Su Yan looked away from the scroll, with a grim expression, "Why should I let you buy it, Master Ben, I have a contract to rely on, this painting must enter the Su family" He actually doesn't know how to chant poetry and appreciate paintings, and his usual interest does not fall here at all, but today he has to buy it, and he is second to the name of Wang Wei, the poet and Buddha, mainly to suppress Fang Dinghua and fight for the Su family.

"Two, two" Lin Duoan's soft persuasion sounded again, his persuasion was always very timely and effective, every time when the fighting spirit of the two sides was first ignited, he persuaded "two, two, this painting is not bought, and the goods are not this painting"

"That's right, I don't buy this painting" When everyone was concentrating on Wang Wei's painting scroll, there was a delicate sound from the back corner of the attic, the sound was like a silver ling, which was very confusing, and because there was a thin curtain deep there, it undoubtedly added a kind of hazy beauty.

Through the thin curtain, you can clearly see that there is a person seated, and its appearance is naturally hazy and cannot be clearly seen, but through the wide and clear curves, it can be judged that the person standing behind the thin curtain is a woman.

When Lin Duoan first heard the woman's delicate voice behind the thin curtain, his changing face became serious, and he kept his tongue shut, unwilling to say more than half a word, and even at the end of the thin curtain The woman coughed lightly a few times, Lin Duoan seemed to understand, took out the contract from his arms and put it on the table, left the attic without saying a word, and walked very simply.

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