In Xing Ke's independent pavilion, looking on all sides, pavilions and pavilions, eaves ridges, water pavilions and stone bridges, all highlight the dignity and elegance of the villa, but these are not as good as standing out from a vermilion mansion, a purple pavilion about nine stories high can attract his attention more, this purple building is like a purple-clothed fairy independent in the highest place in the east, calmly overlooking the entire villa.

He looked at the purple pavilion for a while......

At this time, an elegant woman wearing a plain white cloth skirt and a red belt slowly walked to him, the cool breeze blew, and the light pink light gauze shawl on the woman's arm swayed gently, showing a delicate posture.

Xing Ke nodded politely to the woman.

The woman in front of her is undoubtedly very beautiful, but Xing Ke is still sure that she is by no means Mu Qingquinoa.

The woman in the plain skirt saluted Xing Ke, and then said softly: "My name is Calamus, and I am the maid next to the eldest lady, I heard that the son is a distinguished guest from Yunyanmen, I don't know what is the matter with the son looking for my young lady?"

Although she is just a maid, her demeanor and demeanor are down-to-earth and generous, which makes people dare not despise her.

"I was ordered by my master to entrust this piano to Miss Mu. And ......" Xing Ke said, his expression suddenly changed, he heard about the fierce competition in the martial arts trial in the past few days, and it was not a trivial matter to want to enter Yunhua Pavilion, he didn't know if he could tell the maid in front of him, and he stopped halfway through the words.

The maid looked up at Xing Ke slightly, waiting for Xing Ke's words, but for a moment, Xing Ke stopped speaking, her cheeks suddenly turned crimson, and she lowered her head slightly.

"I, when can I see your young lady?" Xing Ke asked.

When the maid heard Xing Ke say this, she suddenly laughed softly, she thought that Xing Ke was embarrassed to say just now, when would she see Mu Qingquinoa.

Then she said softly: "These days, the people in the villa are busy with the martial arts trial, and there are many guests in the city in the past two days, my young master went to the border city of Rongxiang a year ago, and now the owner of the village is too busy, so he wants the young lady to share his worries. You give me the piano, and I'll give it to Miss. ”

"This ......" Xing Ke hesitated a little.

The maid smiled again and said, "I have served the eldest lady since I was a child, and I have always taken care of the lady's food and clothing, and I also keep the things that the lady plays with every day." Childe, rest assured, I will never open this package without authorization, and I will definitely hand it over to Miss as it is. ”

Xing Ke handed the piano to her: "There is Miss Lao." ”

The maid took the piano and asked, "Where is the son now?"

"An inn in the middle of the hill down the hill. Xing Ke replied.

"It's getting late, and doesn't Childe still want to see my young lady?" Shall I arrange for Childe to stay in the guest room of the villa?" asked Calamus.

"Thank you. Xing Ke said.

So the maid Calamus took Xing Ke through the corridor, around the garden, to a quiet and quiet guest room.

The maid was about to leave, but Xing Ke suddenly stopped her again and asked, "Girl, as soon as I entered the villa, I saw this purple attic like a pagoda in the east, which looks very chic, I don't know if it is inconvenient for the girl to tell her what place it is?"

The maid calamus seemed to be accustomed to such a question, and she did not hesitate, and said extremely easily and naturally: "That is Yunhua Pavilion." Every year, the heroes of the rivers and lakes who come all the way to participate in the martial arts trial conference do their best, that is, to be able to refer to the magic spectrum in this attic for eight hours. ”

"You're saying that even if you win the martial arts trial, you can only stay in this attic for eight hours?"

"Eight hours, I can only read a few books? Not to mention, I have to understand it thoroughly, and I can't copy it?"

The maid Calamus smiled slightly: "Childe said that he laughed." The collection of books in Yunhua Pavilion, each of which is unique in the martial arts for more than three hundred years, most of them are extinct in the rivers and lakes today, each of them is broad and profound, even if the master has good qualifications, it is good to be able to understand one in eight hours, how can you read a few books?"

"The Yunhua Pavilion of our villa has been full of books a hundred years ago, and no new books are no longer entered, every book written in this pavilion, the paper is made by the villa's own green wood paper mill, this paper can be hidden in the Yunhua Pavilion for thousands of years of immortality, out of the Yunhua Pavilion, within a moment, it will be turned into ashes. As for the transcription, it should not be as fast as the detailed reading, only eight hours, all wasted on writing, will it be a little unworthy? The masters in the rivers and lakes generally have a good memory, it is better to concentrate and read more books, Xing Gongzi, don't you say?" said the maid Calamus.

"Hmm. When the paper leaves the library, it will be reduced to ashes...... Such a mysterious and unpredictable Yunhua Pavilion cannot be allowed to be opportunistic. Xing Ke smiled slightly and sighed.

Xing Ke smiled, but the maid Calamus suddenly blushed again, stood in the aisle for a long time, and then said slowly: "The son is already outstanding, but, maybe he just met, it feels too cold." When the son is not smiling, he is sharp and cold, the outline is deep, and he can almost enter the painting, just now the smile of the child, just like the warmth of early spring, and like the bright galaxy, which makes people ...... It's unforgettable. ”

Xing Ke was stunned for a moment when he heard Calamus say this, and then said very politely: "The girl praised it falsely. ”

Calamus felt that her cheeks were slightly hot, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have said something that she shouldn't have said, and she lowered her head and chuckled, and then turned around and ran towards the outer courtyard a little shyly.

Xing Ke thought, this Miss Mu next to a maid has such an elegant appearance, a few words of dialogue, then spit out Huazhang, a few days ago in the Duyu Building, and I heard that this Mufeng Villa's eldest lady is a celestial figure, I don't know what kind of flower and moon posture this Mu Qing Quinoa will be, and how to get out of the world......

Perhaps because it was built in the mountains, the night of Mufeng Villa seemed to make people feel closer to the sky, and the light of the moon was more pure and clean.

The time had passed, but Xing Ke had not seen Mu Qingqui yet, he walked out of the quiet guest house, bypassed the cloister Qingchi, and walked towards the east of the villa.

The purple pavilion under the moonlight seemed to exude a mysterious aura, pulling Xing Ke closer to it step by step......

Yunhua Pavilion, at this moment, how many heroes have gathered in the city under the mountain, sweating and spilling blood in the martial arts trial conference, just to be able to see its true face, just to be able to stay in the pavilion for eight hours, and at this moment, it is so close to itself, it is a fatal attraction for anyone who pursues the highest martial arts realm.

Xing Ke looked at it from afar, and inexplicably felt a sense of pilgrimage.

He suddenly became more grateful to his master Xu Feng, this year's martial arts trial conference, the elites of the nine major sects gathered, don't say it's him, even if Master Yang Yuanzhi is still alive, competing with the world's heroes, competing for the qualifications of ten people who can enter Yunhua Pavilion, it may not be easy, not to mention that now the power of his Eagle Flying Thirteen Style is only six or seven percent of Master's, not to mention that he has to bear the scolding and suppression of a group of enemies formed by Master when he was fierce?

Uncle Shi is a brilliant person, although he is old, his swordsmanship is almost the same as Xing Ke, Xing Ke still believes that he is a powerful person, and believes that his virtue, knowledge, and vision are not within his reach at this moment.

Xing Ke looked at the Yunhua Pavilion under the moon for a moment, and suddenly there were shouts from the villa: "There are assassins!

Xing Ke was startled, and immediately performed light skills, and rushed towards the direction of Yunhua Pavilion......

Under the bright moon, at the foot of the Yunhua attic, there is a bright light, so that the people who break into this holy land have nowhere to hide.

Three black shadows jumped arrogantly in the open space in front of the pavilion, and the corpses of several mountain village guards were lying on the cold stone ground around them.

A ghostly inky brocade robe, a terrifying beast mask.

Xing Ke is all too familiar.

He knew at a glance that this was the killer of the Fierce Spirit.

Of course, he also knew some things that ordinary people didn't know, such as the gorgeous tattoo of the fierce beast on the left arm under the brocade clothes of these people.

The brocade clothes can be faded, and the mask can be removed, but the hammer engraved on the skin will follow every killer of the fierceness of the hammer for a lifetime, until he falls into the endless darkness of hell.

However, the three killers in front of him are really unusual.

Their masks were not black black, nor bronze with a dull halo, but silver that glittered in the moonlight.

Three men, one with a sword, one with a sword, and the other with a huge bow on his shoulder.

"You are the snow marks, wind marks, and frost ......marks of the White Silver Gate," Xing Ke said with a little surprise.

"Yo, here comes a discerning one! Since we know that it is your three grandfathers who have arrived, such as snow marks, wind marks, and frost marks, if you don't hurry back, we can still spare your life." The black-clad killer with the longbow said.

"Hmph, you three fierce demons don't want to make trouble in Yunhua Pavilion!" As he spoke, Xing Ke subconsciously stretched out his hand to the blood-drinking sword behind his back, and before his fingers could touch the hilt, he retreated.

He instantly transformed his sword technique into a fist technique, got up in the air, and flew over the head of Frost Scar who was carrying a longbow, and the strength of his whole body was gathered on his fist, plus the internal force he had practiced for many years, aiming at the Baihui Acupoint of Frost Scar, and suddenly struck out a heavy punch.

But his fist went down, but it missed.

Just now, his eyes clearly saw this ink-clad killer standing there, motionless, he didn't even blink his eyes, but he still didn't see clearly how the frost mark avoided his punch.

Before he could figure it out, Snow Scars and Wind Scars had already greeted him: "Hmph, with this little ability, you still want to hurt my brother, it's really looking for death!"

The sword of the snow mark danced around the body, only to see the silver light flashing wildly, criss-crossed, it was difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real, as if the snow was falling from the sky, looking at the foot, a thick piece of silver white, surrounded by long sword marks, and layers of sword qi wrapped Xing Ke.

"How is it possible, there is still such a sword technique in the world!" Xing Ke sighed secretly, he looked at every sword light around him, trying to find its flaws and fight back, but after staring for a long time, he finally accepted this fact with some helplessness, if the other party wanted to end his life with a sword at this moment, he would not be able to dodge at all, let alone fight back.

"Big brother, why are you scaring him like this, this kid looks like an ice cube, no matter how powerful your sword style is, he is still cold like a wooden pestle there, it's not interesting at all, or let me slash him with a knife!" A man's rude voice came through layers of sword light.

For a moment, I only heard the sound of a hurricane in the air like a mountain rain about to come, and the scorching sword light suddenly slashed down, and the sword qi like snow disappeared in an instant, as if it was making way for this unstoppable fierce sword.