321. Cold and beathing and glamorous
Eight lifts before the red chariot.
A young girl who was at the front of the way stepped forward, faced the bustling crowd, and asked in a clear voice: "Xiao Tianzun is here, Shi Feiyan is here?"
The birds were silent, and nearly 100 people around looked at each other.
No one agreed.
When the girl saw this, she shouted twice.
Still no one to reply.
"The female sword god can't be that she didn't come, right?"
"Why didn't you come? I don't think I dare to come!"
The people around him immediately began to talk.
Upstairs in the God of Food's residence, Yu Xingye suddenly gestured to the lake: "Sister, look at the one over there, is it the female sword god?"
The location of their room is just right, not only can see the notice wall downstairs, but also can see the water surface of the West Lake, and condescending, with a wide field of vision, she saw a light boat on the lake is approaching, and at the head of the boat, a female protagonist is standing with a sword.
Shang Yuan, I can see the figure, but I can't see the face clearly, I can only roughly see that it is a graceful and well-proportioned woman.
Ming Yuetian turned her head to look and said softly: "Come at this time, it should be her!"
The wave of people downstairs hasn't been noticed yet.
Someone should have been able to find out, because there were also many people gathered by the lake, but when Xiao Tianzun appeared, the pomp was a little big, and those people by the lake also came to see her, and there was no one, so naturally she couldn't find it.
Youxingye's eyes rolled, hehe laughed, stretched out his hand, the sword was in his hand, coughed lightly, the hippie smile was gone, and he changed to a calm and indifferent look, jumped out of the window sill, stood on the half-eaves outside the window, and stood with the sword in his hand.
Let out a soft snort: "Humph!"
It was as if thunder exploded, making everyone pay attention to the place.
"Female sword god, on the eaves!"
"Sure enough, it's the best in the world. β
"Why is there a beautiful woman in the window next to her?"
All eyes are on it.
It turns out that not everyone has seen this Fengxue Feiyan female sword god, at least at the scene, there should be few people or even no one has seen it, otherwise even if the situation and the situation are in line with the identity of the female sword god, how can the starry night who didn't say a word be regarded as her?
Youxingye's face was cold, his eyes were pressing, and he said, "Who said just now that the female sword god didn't dare to come?"
There are nearly 100 people below, regardless of the good hands in the rivers and lakes, or ordinary people, no one dares to look at them for a while, but whenever she is swept by her gaze, she either unconsciously lowers her head, or looks away weakly.
Before the red chariot, the girl who asked looked up and asked, "You are the female sword god?"
At this time, the figure in the tent sat up, lifted the curtain, and revealed her figure.
Black hair, black eyes, red clothes, red veil, swaying style, seductive red pink.
Xiao Tianzun walked down leisurely, stood on the standing board on the next floor of the big chariot, raised his eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes full of intoxicating charm, but in the blink of an eye, he said softly: "Although the little sister is very handsome, I'm afraid it's not Shi Feiyan!"
Although the words are light, they are transmitted by the wind, so that everyone around them can hear them, and it is obvious that the level of internal strength is extremely high.
"What? she's not a female sword god?" the people were stunned and discussed.
This little Tianzun must have seen the female sword god, otherwise how could he recognize it at a glance?
However, although it was broken by someone, Yu Xingye did not have the embarrassment or worry of being exposed to the trick: "When did I say that I am Shi Feiyan? Of course I am not Shi Feiyan, I just can't get used to seeing you idlers slandering her at will, so I came out to point out to you...... Shi Feiyan is over there!"
Point to the lake light boat.
Now, everybody looks over there.
Those who are blocked by the house turn to the side, and there are also those who are not blocked, and they also run directly to see closer.
"Oh, let's go over and have a look!" Xiao Tianzun looked over there.
"Yes!"
Several women nodded, and a few people holding baskets began to scatter flowers in front of them to open the way, and when there was an eyeless obstacle, they would come to a "idler give way", often obediently get out of the way.
The safflowers are like rain, falling in a row, and the fragrant flowers around are more intense. Flowers pave the way, Xiao Tianzun strolls on the flower path, swaying gracefully, and leaves.
Four flute-wielding women followed, followed by six men carrying chariotsβtwo of whom remained where they were.
"The Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers, no, it's the Demon Maiden Scattered Flowers, it's really a big pomp......"
Yu Xingye grabbed a petal floating in the wind, muttered softly, and then sat on the windowsill with interest: "Why don't you find a chance, sister, you will do the same?"
"Do you like that?"
Ming Yuetian was still paying attention to the other side of the lake, and didn't look back, just held her chin and asked her.
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Lakeside.
Before the light boat docked, some good people couldn't wait to shout: "The person who came is a female sword god?"
The boat was ferried at the stern, and the woman stood at the bow of the boat, taking care of herself slowly, and there was no response.
"What a temper. β
The person who shouted lost face and was dissatisfied, but he couldn't tell if that person was the female sword god, so he didn't dare to shout for a while, but complained.
The shore chatter continued.
Moments later, the boat docked.
The woman jumped and went to the shore, staring coldly at Xiao Tianzun, who was surrounded by a clearing in front of the crowd: "Xiao Tianzun?"
"It's my sister!" Xiao Tianzun clapped his hands and covered his mouth and chuckled: "It seems that my sister is the female sword god, she is worthy of being a stunning beauty on the list of famous flowers, and she is as beautiful as the two little sisters in the God of Food Residence, even a woman like my sister has to be moved when she sees it!"
"Come on!"
The female sword god frowned slightly, straight to the point, and refused to talk nonsense.
Draw the sword out of its sheath and point it from afar.
"Are you in such a hurry? It seems that Sister Feiyan doesn't like her sister, but ......" Xiao Tianzun picked up a petal, closed his eyes and sniffed at the tip of his nose through a layer of red veil, opened his eyes, his tone changed, and he said sadly, every move is bewitching and tempting: "Sister also hates you women who have a face that specializes in seducing men!"
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The God of Food dwells upstairs.
Yu Xingye said to Ming Yuetian: "Sister, how wronged do you say I am? Do you have to blame me for this kind of good-looking thing? This little Tianzun must be an ugly monster." β
She heard the words of the little Tianzun.
If you want to change it to three years ago, in this position, thirty or forty zhang away from the less, there are people in the middle, layers of barriers, if you can hear the ordinary voice clearly, it is a fool's dream, but now the skill is getting stronger, pay more attention, but you can't hide it from your ears and eyes.
ββ
There was already wind on the lake.
Then the words rise and fall, the flowers fly with the snap of the fingers, the wind is fierce, and the dust and sand are rolled.
In the wind, the shadows of flowers are all over the sky, and the pieces are like knives.
At the moment of the meeting, the conversation began, and the people directly handed over their hands.
The female sword god was cold, wielding a stainless steel sword, the sword light mixed with the rays of the remnant sun, and she faced the flying flower tornado alone......
Fly to ashes.
A few zhang flower dragons, in the blink of an eye, broke the momentum, sprinkled with the wind, and the shadow was empty, and the killing machine was gone.
When Feiyan's flying sword approached, Xiao Tianzun was fearless, and said softly: "A few of you, go over and help this Feiyan sister change her face." β
Four women holding baskets, four women holding flutes, moving in unison.
The jade man blows the jade flute, its sound fluctuates, the sound disturbs the yuan, forces people to stagnation, and forces people to stagnate the sword.
Under the basket, among the red flowers, the short swords are sharp, tacitly cooperate with each other, cooperate with the sound of the flute, and move fiercely, not only breaking the steel sword, but also killing people.
The eight women divided into two divisions, the inner circle was close to the sword fighting, the outer circle was disturbed by the distant sound, and the inside and outside were in harmony, besieging the female sword god.
It's all first-class masters.
"It's not good, it's sonic power, retreat!"
The sound of the flute is coming, ignoring friends and enemies, causing people to be restless, and causing blood to be steaming, although the people around have been separated for a while, they are still affected, and some people shout to remind.
For a while, the onlookers couldn't care about why this little Tianzun didn't pay attention to the rules of the rivers and lakes so much, and hurriedly retreated to protect himself first.
On the contrary, those ordinary people who have no internal strength are unaffected and ignorant, but they also instinctively retreat with the crowd.
All around, more open.
Despite the layers of siege and internal and external disturbances, the female sword god still did not fall behind, the sword light was shining, the sword shadow was sufficient, protecting herself and killing the enemy.
Seeing this, Xiao Tianzun applauded lightly and said with a smile: "Caught in my sister's four-tone flying flower array, I can still persevere, I am worthy of being a female sword god, and my sister Feiyan is really powerful...... Then try the gift that my sister has prepared for you...... This time, it's six strong men!"
Behind him, the six big men who followed the words, flew forward, and forced into the battle.
The siege was gaining momentum.