Riding a horse back, sunset and evening river. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The figure of Ink leaned against the pillars of the inn, looking playfully at the girl who was no different from herself, and at her feet lay the corpse of the poor yellow-robed monster.

"What's going on?" The Tsing Yi Alliance Lord, who warmly invited Her Royal Highness the princess to travel, was suddenly stunned, she vaguely felt that she might have become someone else's pawn, and she didn't know it.

However, everyone ignored her, followed the ink behind Tianyi, looked at the cheeks full of malice, and frowned. He understood that this was bound to happen since he accepted the ink's offer. The ink girl never stops easily.

Now, however, he was bothered with something else.

"Why did you kill him?" he didn't reveal his disguise, and his voice was still as clear as ink, like a stream flowing with joy forever in a mountain stream. At that moment, he recognized himself, and now he has become much more cautious, because this is his nature, and after all, he will inevitably be the person he hates.

The girl leaning on the pillar shook her head proudly, her dark green eyes were extremely deep: "Kill it, kill it, it's just a small role." ”

"But didn't we say we were going to catch a big fish?" he hesitated, and relented. Although he didn't understand why Ink had suddenly changed his plans, as she said, "kill and kill", and he couldn't do anything about her now.

Seeing that person's retreat, Ink turned out to be disgusted, as if mocking this person's cowardice now.

"Alright, ink. You already know where they came from. Yuanmu stood up in the round, and her eyes never left the Tsing Yi Alliance Lord on the side. Although she doesn't believe that Huizhou Dao still has the courage to do anything now, no one can completely grasp the unpredictable people's hearts, and if the people of Huizhou Dao insist on choosing to die and break the net, it will be a very troublesome thing for them.

"Of course, Sister Yuanmu. Ink's face was like a change of face in Sichuan opera, and in a blink of an eye, she was smiling, she jumped to Yuanmu's side, and followed her gaze to the Tsing Yi alliance leader who was a little pale.

"What are you still doing here? Don't you think it has anything to do with you?"

The tone of the ink is as sarcastic and vicious as ever, even though it is cute and petite, it still makes people feel that it is a poisonous little snake that is always on guard. It's petite, but it's terrible.

The alliance leader of Tsing Yi did not refute, but just looked at Tianyi's gaze, looking more and more pitiful. Although she didn't fully understand what she had done, she did understand that the person in charge here was still Her Royal Highness the gentle and bright princess.

So will Tianyi hold a chess piece responsible? The answer is obvious, of course not.

"Just let her listen here, since Mo'er already knows the origin of those people, then Huizhou Dao naturally has the opportunity to atone for his sins. I hope you can take advantage of this opportunity. Yuanmu's eyes were full of majesty, and she felt that this matter could make the people of Huizhou Dao completely help them. They also have to protect His Highness, so naturally they can't give people a chance to break them one by one.

If it weren't for Baiyi's proposal this time, I'm afraid Yuanmu wouldn't have agreed to do such a temptation.

The sunset was as red as a flower, and the crown was covered with countless heavy flames. The flame could not be compared to the Candle Flame's knife, and at this moment, the Candle Flame had swung its knife into the sky, as if someone was hiding there.

The sound of gold and iron obviously proved the sensitivity of the candle flame, and the long sword engraved with the seven stars also clearly unraveled the identity of the other party in front of the candle flame.

Seven-star long sword, Boyue Cave Sword Master, Muqing.

"This is you from the Boyue Cave?" Ink asked with a sneer, raising an eyebrow.

Mu Qing's handsome face, who was dressed in a dark robe, was suddenly a little surprised, he seemed to be strange, didn't the girl with dark green long hair in front of him say that he already knew their origins?

For a moment, the scene was a little awkward.

"So you lied to us just now?" asked Ink with a bow in hand, Shuojin frowned at Ink. Obviously, with their relationship, it is impossible for Shuojin to let go of this opportunity to catch the ink and hurt his feet.

It's a pity that the ink is much more shrewd than her, and the little eyeballs rolled slightly in the sockets, and immediately argued: "I didn't say that I knew their origins, this is what Sister Yuanmu said." Besides, I'm calling it a scareless snake, isn't it, isn't their origin already clear now?"

Shuo Jin was dumbfounded, and he really couldn't say anything about the situation in front of him. If you want to blame, you can only blame that Boyue Cave Sword Saint Mu Qing Although he is very famous, he has no brains.

Looking at the quarrel on the other side, Mu Qing, who was indifferent, was not bored at all, he looked at the flame-like girl who was confronting him, and there was an inexplicable longing flashing in his eyes.

"What's your name?"

However, Candle Flame did not answer, she just glanced at him with a caring and mentally handicapped eye, then put the knife back into its sheath and pushed out the white clothes of the woman who was silently watching the play.

"Candlelight, what are you doing?" asked Bai Yi, still in an inky voice.

But before the candle could answer, the sound of ink came.

"Don't use my voice anymore, you disgusting worm! Are you so infatuated with this girl that you can't help yourself from falling in love. It's a pity that I don't have any affection for bugs. ”

Bai Yi was silent and didn't respond, but he took out the ink's flowing thin sword and looked at Mu Qing, who was handsome and handsome.

A joke is a joke after all, he understands what the candle flame means, they still want to see their own strength after all, they don't believe that they have really forgotten all that swordsmanship. Therefore, this Mu Qing in front of him is his opponent, and it is also a test for him.

Carefully looking at the so-called Sword Saint of the Boyue Cave in front of him, the narrow sword reflected by the seven stars reflected the glow of the starry sky, and a dark robe that fit the body carefully, it was simply a figure who walked down from the portrait of ancient times. Among the people Bai Yi has seen, the only one whose face can be on par with him may be Lu Qian, who was defeated by himself.

"You're not my opponent, change that girl. Mu Qing's meaning is very clear and proud. Although he was explained this mission with the yellow-robed monster, with his character, he was resolutely disdainful of assassination. Even if he is surrounded now, he still maintains his pride, a lower third grade without any qi fluctuations on his body is not worthy of dying under his sword.

It's a pity that Bai Yi can't let him get his wish. Although the boy didn't care about face, and he also wanted this proud sword saint to taste the taste of being roasted by the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, but the girls who had already agreed on it behind him probably wouldn't allow him to back down like this. They have really made up their minds this time, and perhaps they have already been troubled by the unpredictable changes of Bai Yi.

The white clothes want to find the truth, and they also want to see what the real white clothes are.