The bustling crowd on the stage, except for noon seven, only Qing Jiuying, who was hiding behind Huaxin, escaped.

The eyes of the black-clothed young man swept coldly over Wu Qi, and Wu Qi felt a chill all over his body, and immediately took three or two steps back respectfully, hiding in the dark.

The young man bowed to the painting heart, and said loudly, "Tang dance songs are all places for swingers who do not learn and have fun, so vulnerable, how can they be worthy of entering the hall to be Leng Gongzi's apprentice! ”

This apprenticeship declaration is also Xuanyuan's heartfelt words, so the words are sonorous and powerful.

"Xuanyuan?"

The painting looked Xuanyuan up and down, and saw that his face was frosty, his body was cold, and his eyes were full of suddenness, but he was still quite good-looking, which was pleasing to the eye.

"You're a bit like that nerd. Huaxin smiled lowly, Xuanyuan Mo thought that Huaxin was affirming him, but he didn't want Huaxin to change his mouth and answered, "It's the same boring." ”

Xuanyuan Mo was not good at words, and was silent for a while.

Silently thought: Childe, your daughter-in-law should really train and train well, and she is going to heaven......

"The muscles and bones are good, the martial arts are extraordinary, but they are materials that can be made, and they must be good hands when they fight. The painting heart circled around Xuanyuan, commented on it, and suddenly pointed to Feng Guiliang and said, "If you can beat her, this son can consider it." ”

Xuanyuan Mo quickly turned to look at Feng Guiliang, with a sharp light in his eyes, he drew his sword and pointed at each other, his movements were crisp and neat, and the sword body was black, shining with dazzling light.

Huaxin's gaze froze suddenly, and the sword seemed to be familiar.

Facing Xuanyuan's sword finger at each other, Feng Guiliang smiled disapprovingly, as if he had seen through the intention of painting his heart at a glance, and slowly said, "The little boy has outstanding martial arts, and I ...... it."

Almost leaking his mouth, Feng Guiliang paused, and immediately changed his words, "It's really beyond people's reach, admit defeat in the next." ”

Huaxin looked at the cunning in Feng Guiliang's eyes, and sighed secretly, she is really a smart and cunning woman. Feng Guiliang knew that Huaxin didn't want to accept Xuanyuan Mo as an apprentice, and also knew that Huaxin wanted to use Xuanyuan Mo to explore her depths, but she admitted defeat in one sentence, so she rebelled against Huaxin's army.

At this time, it was difficult to ride a tiger.

"Victory without a fight, victory without force. Huaxin planned to play tricks immediately, but cheekily repented, "If you don't compare, he won't win." ”

"You accept apprentices, why should I guard the ring for you?" Feng Guiliang looked at the painting and said with a smile on his face, "If you really can't let go of your identity and compete with him, I can accept your challenge, if you are lucky enough to defeat me, I will deign to guard this ring for you." ”

The corners of Huaxin's mouth twitched and twitched, where did the arrogant woman come from, what does it mean to win by "luck"? If it weren't for Jun Yin telling her not to use her divine power, she would have been unable to help but extinguish her arrogance a long time ago.

And this woman even dared to talk to her about condescension? With the status of a goddess painting her heart, there is really no one who can be equal to her in this heaven and earth.

"It's not you who guard the ring for her, but I challenge you! At the critical moment, Xuanyuan Mo immediately stepped forward and relieved the siege of Huaxin, naturally, because this woman was unknown, he also wanted to try her depth.

Feng Guiliang sneered, "I'm not a person in the rivers and lakes, and I don't know what the rules of the rivers and lakes are." ”

"Toast and don't eat and drink!"

Hearing only a loud sound, Feng Guiliang saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, Xuanyuan's long sword stabbed straight at the end, and he had leaped over, and where the sword passed, the sword wind cracked bones.

Everyone in the audience jumped with their heads in their hands, and the scene was embarrassed and panicked for a while.

"I can't help myself!" Feng Guiliang smiled coldly, without moving an inch, Lan fingers curled, and a golden lotus-shaped hidden weapon shot out from her fingertips, fast and sharp.

Feng Guiliang thought that this thousand-bladed golden lotus was enough to force back the black-clothed young man in front of her, but she underestimated Xuanyuan's ruthlessness and courage for his age. Xuanyuan Mo is completely deadly play, only attacking and not defending, only advancing and not retreating, this is the basic law of the Netherworld Temple killer, or don't shoot, once you shoot, if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!

Seeing the thousand-bladed golden lotus flying, Xuanyuan Mo only turned sideways slightly, avoiding the vital point, the thousand-bladed golden lotus pierced into Xuanyuanmo's left shoulder, and in an instant, the flesh pierced through the bones and the blood flowed like a column, but Xuanyuan Mo didn't even frown, his face was cold, his movements were not sluggish, the long sword was flattened, and the sword blade crossed Fengguiliang's jade-colored neck, cutting a blood-colored long mark, which was eye-catching, and the blood beads were like a waterfall.

Feng Gui's cold gaze fell on the Xuanyuan long sword in Xuanyuan's hand, and he was very surprised in his heart, what kind of sword was this? It could hurt her? Who was this young man? He was trying to stab her with a golden lotus.

Moreover, he didn't just want to hurt her, he wanted to kill her!

At that moment, Huaxin saw killing intent in Feng Guiliang's eyes, although she wanted to see the two of them fight, but she didn't want to see the two of them fight to the death, besides, at this time, Xuanyuan was seriously injured, and he was unable to hit a blow, and he had no chance.

Don't think about it in a hurry, Huaxin immediately took out the Painted Bone Divine Whip, grabbed Feng Guiliang's hand, and waved his arm, and the divine whip flew towards Feng Guiliang like lightning, but the whip body did not take Feng Guiliang directly, but took advantage of her sideways to avoid it, quickly rolled over Xuanyuanmo's waist, and then gently retracted Xuanyuanmo, pulling Xuanyuan Mo back to the stage.

"It doesn't have to be compared. The painting heart stood in front of Xuanyuan's body, and confronted Feng Guiliang coldly.

Feng Guiliang raised his finger and wiped the blood beads on her neck, the long-lost pain made her gasp, and then slowly hooked her lips and smiled, "If you want to fight, you will fight, if you want to stop, what kind of rule is this?"

"This is the rule of this son!" Huaxin lowered his head and stroked the whip, slowly raised the corners of his eyebrows, and squinted, "What, is the girl not convinced......? That's going to have to be endured, too!"

The painting heart swept coldly, sharp and with a trace of disdain, her head was raised, and her whole body exuded the domineering aura of the supreme of heaven and earth, and the people around her were all taken by her aura, even Feng Guiliang was no exception.

Feng Guiliang stared at the heart of the painting for a long time, as if he was trying to determine something, and suddenly turned his gaze away, leaned lazily on the side of the flower ladder, and slowly spit out without hurry, "He hit my thousand-bladed golden lotus, and if he doesn't take it out, that arm, I'm afraid it will be wasted." ”

"What is a Thousand Blades Golden Lotus?" asked Feng Guiliang in his mouth, and Huaxin had suddenly turned to look at Xuanyuan, wanting to hold his shoulder to take a look at the wound, but Xuanyuanmo suddenly took three steps back, keeping a close distance from Huaxin.

"The so-called thousand-bladed golden lotus, is like a lotus petal and the lotus petal is surrounded by thousands of sharp teeth of the hidden weapon, the thousand-bladed golden lotus into the bone is difficult to take, deeply embedded in the flesh and bones, when taken such as a thousand knives of the punishment, the pain is unbearable......"

The more Feng Guiliang said that the more frightened he became, and suddenly, Feng Guiliang glanced at him lightly, and his words stopped, and his heart was shocked. The boy actually ......

Xuanyuan Mo smiled at Fenggui Liang Sensen, a ruthless and mocking light shot out of his eyes, he instantly raised his hand, stretched out his two fingers, and probed into the wound on his left shoulder. The shot was ruthless, fast and fast, clean and neat, without the slightest hesitation.

"Insect carving skills. ”

A sarcastic sneer appeared on Xuanyuan's face, and with a wave of his hand, a golden light shot straight towards Feng Guiliang, Feng Guiliang reached out to catch it, it was the thousand-bladed golden lotus, and the blood of the black-clothed young man was still hot.

For some reason, Feng Guiliang felt a little hot when he held it.

If her son were still alive, he would be as old as him. Blood gushed out from the fingers of Xuanyuan Mo's wounds, half of his body was soaked, almost half of his blood, and under his thin but strong palm was a bloody hole of broken flesh and bones. Everyone he saw was shocked, but the boy was chillingly calm.

Not only Feng Guiliang, but even Huaxin couldn't help but wonder what this teenager had experienced, why he was so tenacious at such a young age, and it was so tenacious that it was distressing.

Not afraid of life and death in danger, not afraid of pain when injured, invisible, love and hatred are not chaotic, this is what everyone in the Netherworld Hall can do, not to mention that Xuanyuan Mo is the master of the first hall and the top killer of the Netherworld.

"You lost. Huaxin glanced at him and couldn't bear to look at him, sighed lowly, and pretended to be cold.

Xuanyuan Mo was pale, silent, he did lose.

The Tang dance song was so silent that only the "tick-tock" sound of blood dripping from Xuanyuan's shoulder could be heard. The blood dripped more and more, and Xuanyuan Mo finally lost some physical strength, but despite this, he still supported himself with his sword and stood straight.

"You, don't stand still. ”

Huaxin was afraid that Xuanyuan Mo would avoid her again, so he quickly stepped forward and raised his palm to cover Xuanyuan's hand covering the wound, Xuanyuan Mo wanted to retreat, but was held down by Huaxin. Xuanyuan Mo felt a magical power coming from the palm of his painting heart, and then penetrated his palm, causing him to lose all the pain, and he seemed to be able to feel that his flesh and bones were being rapidly reborn.

A hint of surprise finally appeared in Xuanyuan's unwavering eyes, and the Adam's apple floated up and down for a moment before he could speak, but Huaxin immediately whispered, "Don't speak." ”

Afraid that she would be seen that she quickly healed Xuanyuan's injury, she pulled a sleeve robe, and while bandaging Xuanyuan, she pretended to admonish, "Don't look at this son, my son's medical skills are not good, and he will order a simple technique to stop bleeding, you hurry back and find a doctor to take a good look for you." ”

At the end, Huaxin threatened in a low voice, "Boy, you Jianghu people are the most moral, I have taken the risk to save you now, you can't take revenge, if people know that I will do such a witchcraft, it will definitely lead to death, and you have the obligation to keep it secret for me." ”

Xuanyuan Mo felt that the wound was healing quickly, and he was very shocked in his heart, and felt that the painting heart was not a demon, so he immediately blurted out, "What are you?"

The painting was smiling, this wolf-hearted stubborn boy immediately turned his face and didn't treat her as a human being. Fortunately, he said it quite elegantly, and if he asked bluntly, "What are you?"

may be slapped away by her palm.

Huaxin blinked his eyelashes and smiled, "It's just a flower demon who is attached to Hongchen, just like the white fox sung in that play." ”

Xuanyuan Mo stood silently in front of Huaxin's body, he didn't have the heart to punish evil, promote good, kill demons and eliminate demons, not to mention that Huaxin not only did not do evil, but also rescued him. It's just that after all, this demon girl is about his son, and he is weighing the importance of morality in the rivers and lakes or his loyalty to his son......

As if he had seen through him, Yan Yan smiled and said, "Boy, you have to think twice about everything, you keep it secret, isn't it good for me to be a good man? Do you have to force me to be a demon? Do you know that a demon is forced to be in a hurry, but it will kill." ”

Xuanyuan Mo continued to be stunned, he had almost been brainwashed by Huaxin, he actually felt that what she said made sense, she wanted to be a good person, why did she have to force her to be a demon?

Just like back then, he also wanted to be a good man, his father and mother were kind, and he shared his family, but those people wanted to force him to be an iron-blooded and ruthless killer!

Xuanyuan Mo stood silently, and the red strip of cloth was tied with a bow on his chest, and he was inexplicably happy to be killed by his body.

"What, you still want to apprentice?" Seeing that Xuanyuan Mo had been silent, the painting heart was surprised by Xuanyuan Mo's persistence, and suddenly a flash of inspiration and secretly exclaimed, could it be that nerd is really both male and female? Another moth to the fire for him came to the fire...... Huaxin groaned, suddenly changed his tone, and asked, "Even if you are very good at fighting, but naturally that nerd fights for me, there is no need for apprentices, tell me what else you will do in addition to fighting?"

"Kill. Xuanyuan Mo coldly spit out two words.

"I know how to fight and kill all day long, no wonder the evil qi on my body is so heavy. Huaxin couldn't help frowning, she didn't like killing, she didn't like the evil aura of destiny and loneliness, and she didn't like the blood that couldn't be washed.

And this teenager is almost full of all her dislikes, but she can't hate it, and even has some ...... Freemasonry.

Noon Qi was hidden in the dark, watching Xuanyuan Mo seriously injured, a pair of clenched hands with cold sweat, many times he wanted to rush out, but he knew that he couldn't, the secret guard of the Netherworld Temple, he was not allowed to act privately without orders. Even if the closest person dies in front of you.

Just like it was back then......

Noon Qi lowered his head and did not dare to easily set foot in that long-ago memory, which was a taboo in the entire Netherworld Temple.

Seeing that the cold and unruly master of his family was picked around by Huaxin like a radish and a green vegetable, Wu Qi suddenly couldn't help laughing, but when he saw Huaxin's eyes full of compassion, he was stunned again. All kinds of emotions in my heart are tumbling and overlapping, and it is difficult to say for a while.

It seems that this second fool lady...... is also a bit powerful, not only is he beautiful, but he can see through the bloody life of his master's lonely children, as well as the blood behind them.

"You are like an indestructible sword, bringing you back will inevitably make me feel like a sword in my neck from time to time, day and night, not very steady. ”

The painting heart saw that Xuanyuan Mo was close to her life, but he left a lot of affection in his mouth, considered the words, and refused euphemistically.

There is a conventional law of accepting apprentices in Yuecheng, the roots and bones are the first, the qualifications are considered, and the best ones are selected. In terms of these two things, Xuanyuan Mo is outstanding, and he should be the best candidate for scholars. However, the heart of the painting is not picky according to common sense, which makes Xuanyuan, who is confident, speechless for a while, and does not know how to deal with it.

Xuanyuanmo's face was pale, and he hung his head silently, in fact, she chose him or not, he has been living without a heart, and has been painting the side of his heart, but he has never shown it.

Huaxin's gaze swept over Xuanyuan's body, and after this trouble, she suddenly felt a little excited, she accepted apprentices for Shuyi was actually just for fun, not for the sake of teaching the glorious lintel.

Since it's child's play......

Let's play to the end.

Huaxin turned around on the stage at will, looked away from everyone, and laughed loudly, "Accept apprentices for the husband, you can call the master, first call it first, first served." ”

As soon as the words came out, the four were stunned.

Before everyone could react from the unbelievable words of the painting, Qing Jiuying had already called out crisply, "Master." ”

And also knelt down and respectfully gave a big salute to the painting heart.

Those people in the audience, who have lived in the world for a long time, are used to thinking twice about everything, Leng Gongzi accepts apprentices, such a big thing, one is not fighting and the other is not fighting, just call the master, it sounds too child's play.

Besides, with this young man in black in front, such qualifications are beyond their reach, if this young man in black can't get into the eyes of the painting, why should they come out again to seek humiliation for themselves? Maybe they will end up in the same embarrassment as this young man in black.

It was because everyone thought that the joke was too big to respond.

However, Qing Jiuying was born with a thin life, a small life, and has been crawling at the bottom of the dirty and lowly level, even if he later entered the pear orchard and became the first in Yuecheng, there are not a few rich businessmen and nobles who worship under his skirt, but even if it is the top brand, in the final analysis, it is just a male prostitute in the land of wind and moon.

Even if it hurts, it hurts, and Yan Yan has to smile.

So for Qing Jiuying, there is no need to think twice about distinguishing the truth from the false, he is used to acting on the spot, and he doesn't care about acting more of this play, if it is really a fluke, he will be able to jump on the branch and become a phoenix.

After all, a pheasant covered with phoenix feathers at least looks like a phoenix, and on the surface, it is also a nobleman.

Hearing this, Huaxin turned to look at Qing Jiuying, but she ignored him. However, Huaxin was originally very interested in Qing Jiuying, and listened to Qing Jiuying's "Master" call was soft and sweet, and Huaxin's heart was called crisp by him, which was probably the same mood as when Shuyi heard Yuxi call "brother-in-law", and immediately smiled with eyebrows.

Everyone held their breath, thinking that painting their hearts was going to be repentant. After all, Leng Gongzi's first apprentice, how can it be a scene full of mud everywhere in Fireworks Willow Alley?

"It's you—" Painted Heart suddenly smiled more and said with satisfaction, "Excellent." ”

This is excellent, the painting heart is naturally weighed, this apprentice takes it back, and she can sing and sing songs to pass the time when she is free, if she is interested, she can also learn a body dance with him, and at that time she will be able to compare those people with Taoxiner, and save that nerd from running out to see other women twisting around......

Regardless of the boiling hall in the painting heart, and regardless of Xuanyuan's sluggish body, he looked back at Wu Qi, who was standing in the shadows with a solemn face, and smiled with a smile, "This person is my son, as for how much silver is needed, you can send someone to get it without intention." ”

Wu Qi didn't dare to make a decision, so he had to take his eyes to look at Xuanyuan Mo, Xuanyuan Mo only stood expressionlessly, so stalemate for a moment, the door of the Fuyin Pavilion opened again, Ziyi slowly walked out of the door, stood on the edge of the threshold, and said coldly, "Accurate." ”

When Wu Qiyi heard this, he immediately gritted his teeth anxiously, he knew that this must be the meaning of the son, and his son-in-law agreed to accept this drama as an apprentice, so what should his master do?

Wu Qi couldn't help but sneak a few more glances at Xuanyuan Mo, who was seriously injured by Su Guiliang and then disgusted by Huaxin, but he couldn't see anything unusual on his calm face.

At a young age, I don't know where to become an old man.

In the memory of noon seven, his master would never smile at other times except for talking more and more expressions in front of his son.

Qing Jiuying went backstage to remove her makeup, and changed into a cyan cloth shirt, and when she came out again, her eyes couldn't help but light up, she was really a clean and refreshing young man, but it was much more in line with her than Xuanyuan.

It's not that Xuanyuan is bad, but he is very much like the painting heart of the past. The painting heart does not want to see another self every day, and constantly reminds himself of the murderous and bloody past.

I hope there is someone who can redeem him.

It's like redeeming her king.

"One day, you will meet the light in your life, she will illuminate all the darkness in your life, and until then, cherish yourself. ”

Huaxin looked at Xuanyuan, after all, he couldn't bear it, he mentioned a few words, turned around and strode towards Tang Wuge. The atmosphere here inexplicably suffocated her.

Only packed up some important items, Qing Jiuying swaggered out the Tang dance song with the painting, and didn't even say goodbye to the noon seventh notice.

He'd always hated it, and he couldn't wait to get out of it.

He is also well versed in the world, and he knows that no one will dare to ask Leng Gongzi unintentionally.

The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but sigh when they saw that the head of Tang Wuge had turned into the first apprentice of Leng Gongzi, only to feel that it was really a big joke in the world, and the discussion and noise were difficult to calm down for a long time, until the seventh day of the afternoon ordered to clear the scene, and then they dispersed.