The jade shoot-like fingers of the woman in black plucked quickly on the strings, and "Nie Zheng's Assassination of Han Wang Song" became faster and faster, like a pearl falling on a jade plate.

Yerod's smoky sword became unstoppable and invincible with the sharp, lofty music.

The 'Chengying' in Zhou Jinyu's hand gradually trembled under the drive of the sound of the piano, and became restless, but he didn't understand the rhythm of music, so he had to still act according to the seventy-two style fallen leaves and autumn wind sword.

How could Naiye Lu attack with smoke was extremely fierce, and everyone had only the strength to protect themselves.

Although Yelu Hanyan regained the upper hand with the help of the sound of the piano, the bone of his pipa became painful due to excessive force, and it was not suitable for a long fight, so he stabbed several swords one after another, and jumped out of the window when he got the gap.

The people upstairs refused to give up, and they jumped down from the windows to chase after Na Yelu, and the monks also went down the stairs to the street.

In an instant, only Lin Lei'er and the woman in black were left upstairs.

The woman in black didn't pay attention to Lin Lei'er and played a tune to herself, and Lin Lei'er didn't pay attention to the woman in black, but drank alone.

It wasn't until the song was finished that the woman in black asked, "Are you with them for a while?"

Lin Lei'er put down the bowl and looked around: "Are you talking to me?"

The woman in black said, "Otherwise?"

Lin Lei'er asked rhetorically, "Who are you with?"

The woman in black saw that Lin Lei'er was young, but she spoke aggressively, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, you shouldn't be sharp at a young age." ”

Lin Lei'er said angrily: "How many years older are you than me?" ”

The woman in black wanted to ask Lin Lei'er how the Shadow Sword was in Zhou Jinyu's hand, because she was most familiar with the Shadow Sword, so it could be seen that Lin Lei'er had such an attitude and stopped asking, just got up and took the beautiful and thick piano and turned to leave.

The woman in black disappeared in a flash of black shadow, which surprised Lin Lei'er.

Yelu Hanyan's light skills are far better than the rest of the people upstairs, and the abbot Hong Yuan did not make the effort to chase after him, so Yelu Hanyan quickly threw Zhou Jinyu and the others far away.

As soon as Yelu Hanyan sat down in a dilapidated house outside the city, he heard light footsteps outside the door.

In just a moment, the light footsteps reached the door, and the speed of his body made Yelu Hanyan secretly admire.

"It's me, can I go in?"

Yelu heard the voice of the woman in black: "Yes." ”

The woman in black pushed the door in, carrying the guqin that the bearer had just played.

Yelu said with a smile: "Thank you girl for helping!"

The woman in black said, "Don't thank me, I just can't get used to those people." ”

Yelu said, "I haven't asked for advice yet..."

The woman in black said, "My name is Ye Muyu, you are Yelu Hanyan, right?"

Yelu asked, "How do you know?"

Ye Muyu said: "Ding Ding!"

Yelu smiled and stopped talking, just looked at the arrow on the pipa bone, and wanted to pull it out in pain, but he didn't know where to start.

Ye Muyu said: "Do you want me to help you?"

Yelu said, "Thank you." ”

As soon as Yelu's words fell, the arrow on the pipa bone had already been dragged out by Ye Muyu, and Yelu frowned in pain. And Ye Muyu had already sprinkled the gold sore medicine for him, and was wrapping a black cloth around the wound.

Yelu said with a smoke: "It's better for me to come by myself." ”

Ye Muyu said: "Afraid of pain?"

Yelu said with a smoke: "Who is not afraid of pain?"

Ye Muyu said: "You love to kill people so much, I thought you weren't afraid." ”

Yelu said with a smoke: "You're not afraid that I will kill you?"

Ye Muyu asked rhetorically: "I often kill people, are you afraid?"

The art of speaking, a man can never compare to a woman, no matter how eloquent a man is on weekdays, when he meets a woman, especially a woman as moving as Ye Muyu, speaking will not have the upper hand.

Unless, of course, a man hates a woman.

Yelu Hanyan obviously lost, and his gaze moved to the qin behind Ye Muyu: "Your piano is very special." ”

Ye Muyu said: "Your Chixiao Sword is also very special. ”

Yelu said with a cigarette: "I don't know the name of your qin. ”

Ye Muyu said: "The Great Sage's Last Voice!"

Yelu was a little surprised.

Ye Muyu added: "Like your wife's Jiuxiao Huanpei, you know the rhythm of music, so this kind of qin sound has improved your swordsmanship. ”

Yelu smoked, "Where did your piano come from?"

Ye Muyu said: "My master gave it." ”

Yelu said with a smile: "Who is the Venerable Master?"

Ye Muyu said: "I have no comment." ”

Yelu Hanyan saw that Ye Muyu was really well-informed, and his speech was as concise and capable as himself, so he asked, "You said that you also love to kill?"

Ye Muyu said: "Since I touched this piano. ”

Yelu said with a smoke: "Then we can kill people together?"

Ye Muyu said: "Where is your wife?"

Yelu said: "She's tired, and she's actually very kind, everything she does is for me." ”

Ye Muyu said: "Am I not kind?"

Yelu smoked, "What do you think?"

Ye Muyu said: "Whatever you think, say it, who will you kill first?"

Yelu said with a smoke: "Qin Lang." ”

Ye Muyu said: "When?"

Yelu said with a smoke: "Rainy day." ”

The second floor of the building was in shambles, and the bartender stood on the ground looking at the broken porcelain pieces all over the floor.

Lin Lei'er drank a few bowls of wine alone, her face was a little crimson, she saw that Zhou Jinyu and Wu Hongwen hadn't come back yet, so she wiped her mouth and got up to go downstairs to look for them.

Lin Leier just walked to the staircase, but was stopped by the bartender: "Hey, hey, little girl, you can't go, who are we going to settle this account?"

Lin Lei'er said: "What does this have to do with me? I didn't smash the thing?"

The bartender said, "But you came with the two guys who smashed the field, and if they don't come back to cook, you won't be able to leave." ”

Lin Lei'er looked at the monks downstairs who were still there, and said with an idea: "I am good friends with those monks downstairs, you go and ask them for money!"

The bartender said, "Hey, you little girl, who will believe you?"

Lin Lei'er said: "There was also a bald man who fought just now, why didn't you ask them to ask for money?"

The bartender said: "The monks have no money, I think the silver on your body is valuable, if your two friends don't come back, I will confiscate your silver!"

Lin Lei'er didn't have the strength of the bartender, and in a hurry, he had touched the black and shiny scorpion from the jar in his arms, and with a flick of his fingers, the scorpion was impartially strung along the bartender's cuffs.

The bartender only felt cold under his armpits, and scolded, "You little thing, what did you throw into my sleeve!?"

Suddenly, the bartender screamed and rolled on the floor.

In a moment the bartender's palms were swollen and red, and gradually his face began to turn red, and almost purple, and the bartender's stomach bulged and ripped his clothes, as if he had swallowed a whole pumpkin.

The bartender's cry of pain also turned into a feeble moan due to the swelling of his throat.

Lin Leier just giggled happily when she looked at the bartender, and stepped on the bartender's round belly with her foot from time to time.

The bartender looked pained, as if he had nothing to love, and as if he was pleading...