The west wind of the sparse building at night, do not hear the birds, the fragrance of flowers is the same, the silent words are as their name, silent, the broom is slowly waving, as usual sweeping the west wind of the sparse building, and Mu Xianfeng boiled a pot of tea for the sparse building Longsu, and then began to sort out the flowers in the garden.

Longsu is so gorgeous and exquisite, there are many flowers in the garden, either famous or treasured, and you need to take care of it from time to time.

Longsu stroked the strings, lit saliva incense, the voice was cold, and the sound of the sky echoed: "Stir the wind and clouds, the cold strings move, and the sky at the bottom of the plate is staggered;

"The host was in a good mood and seemed to be good. ”

"It's satisfying to watch a high-quality military duel. Stopping to stroke the qin, Long Su picked up the tea at the right temperature on the side and took a sip: "Feng'er, today's tea is good." ”

"It's the owner who is in a good mood, so it's good to see everything. Mu Xianfeng covered her mouth and chuckled.

Long Su just smiled and put down the teacup, picked up the jade dragon pipe and began to swallow the clouds: "Immortal Phoenix." ”

"Yes. ”

"Jun Fengbai's matter, how is the investigation?" The smile in Long Su's eyes had not yet dissipated, but within a pair of dragon eyes, there was a cold and decisive coldness.

"Back to the master, there are already eyebrows, Jun Fengbai fell off the cliff that day, and it seems that he is really not dead. Mu Xianfeng's heart was full of doubts, Jun Fengbai's matter was a long time ago, and even the name Jun Fengbai was no longer known to the world. Why did the owner suddenly mention it some time ago, which made people inquire more vigorously?

"Ha, send an order to the Confucian sect and make every effort to find this person. ”

Long Su's voice was cold, and the corners of his mouth were still smiling, recalling the white-clothed figure full of weirdness, the coldness in Long Su's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little thicker.

Luo Yunxiang, Ha ......

"Yes!"

At this moment, the dark clouds surged, symbolizing the attack of darkness, Shulou Longsu raised his eyebrows, put down the pipe in his hand, and outside the west wind of Shulou, bloodthirsty attacked, and the killing intent soared. Mo Yanxin held a broom in his hand, carrying out the mission of the gatekeeper of the west wind of the building, not panicking at all, and waiting for the battle.

"Shulou Longsu, hand over Liu Xiangyin, and apologize for the crime, otherwise there will be no chickens and dogs left in the west wind of Shulou today. "The pitch-black shadow, exuding an ominous aura, a chilling killing intent, can almost be condensed into substance.

Leng Yanshi, Snow Drifting, Sheen, the three bloodthirsties teamed up to attack the west wind of Shulou and ask Liu Xiangyin.

"Liu Xiangyin, it seems that she is the daughter of the chivalrous sword?" ......The comer bluntly said that he wanted to please Liu Xiangyin, which made Long Su wonder in his heart, and in the dark he felt that he seemed to be invisibly calculated by someone.

"Master, that's ......"

"It's just bloodthirsty. ”

Evil guests are coming, no matter what the reason is, if Longsu doesn't respond, won't he be weak. With a burst of conceited laughter, Zilong started, as if he held the heaven and earth in his hand, and a sword roared, as if opening the heavens and the earth!

The sword gasifies the purple dragon, as if it is going to thousands of miles, vacating the west wind of the sparse building, and the purple dragon swings its tail and immediately sweeps the three bloodthirsties.

"Huayang is red at the beginning of the Hongmen, the sparse building changes, and the dragon lin does not reduce the style; purple gold flute, white jade qin, the palace lamp is bright and bright, and the flowers are flourishing, and they drink leisurely for a lifetime. ”

The dragon's head slowly landed, followed by Mu Xianfeng, and still holding the purple dragon in his hand, but the three of Xien did not dare to act rashly, the power of a sword was imprinted in the bottom of their hearts, if it were not for the immortal body of the bloodthirsty, the three of them would have been seriously injured and even killed on the spot.

"You are, Shulou Longsu. The moment he saw Longsu, Xien was stunned, the swordsman in front of him was gorgeous, full of jewels and jade, dazzling, and detached, he really deserved the four words of gorgeous and unequaled, but if the person in front of him was Shulou Longsu, then who was the man in white who broke into Yancheng?

"What I'm looking for is a swordsman dressed in white and with good swordsmanship, who calls himself Shulou Longsu, if you know it, hand it over, otherwise!"

White, swordsman...... The first thing that Shulou Longsu thought of was the old Dao next door, helping Shu Daoxing save his daughter, and then throwing the pot to himself seemed to be in line with Jianzi's style, but then Longsu remembered a person, that person, who seemed to be wearing a white dress.

"Otherwise? Disdainful smile, is arrogant, is contempt, although the beginning of the thought has passed, but with the arrogance of Longsu, how can he be willing to explain more with the bloodthirsty and the like, only to hear a burst of Confucian voice, the sword flashed with brilliance. A purple dragon appeared again, and the sword intent was invisible. Looking at the purple dragon again, it was still in the sheath, as if the sword had never been unsheathed. Take out the sword and close the sword, and the action is chic for a moment.

The purple dragon that came out with the sword hovered and did not disperse, and it actually rolled up the three of them and flew thousands of miles away, and the sword qi was full of ravines.

"Bloodthirsty, but Erl. ”

Gently shaking the Hua fan, Long Su returned to the west wind of Shulou, and Mo Yanxin was still silently sweeping the ground, if it weren't for the ravine brought out by the sword qi, all this would have been as if it had never happened.

"Master?"

"It's all right. ”

"Yes. ”

Luo Yunxiang, this calculation, when Longsu has its own return......

In the opposite direction of the west wind in Shulou, suddenly in the realm, the breeze is coming, the water waves are not prosperous, the Taoist, with the weeping willow as the curtain, the stream as the pillow, and the bright moon as the companion, seems to sense something, and looks at the place where the purple dragon sword qi flies.

"Oh, I don't know which one provoked that gorgeous dragon head, tsk. ”

Jianzi shook his head, swept away the dust, and then took a step out of the sudden realm: "My friend is furious, as a good friend, I should go and care." ”

Thousands of miles away, the purple dragon sword qi also slowly collapsed, and it was not until this moment that the three of Xien, Leng Yanse, and Snow Piaoran landed, although there was a bloodthirsty immortal body, but the two purple dragon sword qi also made the three of them embarrassed.

"It seems that that person is pretending to be in the name of Shulou Longsu, damn it!" Every time he thinks of that white clothes and that face, Sheen always feels that his killing intent has risen again.

"The person who took Liu Xiangyin's identity is unknown, well......"

Xian's thoughts flowed, he looked at Leng Yanse and Xue Piaoran, and ordered: "You two, lurk in the martial arts road, secretly probe the news, if you get information, don't act rashly." ”

The two nodded, and each disappeared into the night. Sheehan then returned to the city to report on the situation.

And as soon as Leng Yancai and Xue Piaoran acted separately, in the dark, they were already targeted by a pair of cold eyes.

The melodic melody is not like the Central Plains musical instrument, the violin is played, and a strange tune is played, which is a funeral song that no one has ever heard of!

Gods and demons are not allowed, a thousand years of loneliness, and rhapsodies under the moon, three-quarters.

A funeral song sounded, and under the moonlight, the silver gun pointed the way, locking the cold and bright colors.

"In the name of the Holy Spirits!"

The black clothes dance with the wind, and the silver spear punishes evil, symbolizing the centuries-old grievances of exorcists and bloodthirsty people, and now it is unveiled again.

"Purification begins!"