A small, brightly colored insect, the size of a human fingernail, crawled into the room with a wriggling, and then vanished in Ye Qingguan's sight, turning into a colorless and odorless poisonous mist wafting in. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bang!" Ye Qingguan waved his sleeves, the wooden door opened, and a strong wind swept the poisonous mist to the outside of the house, and it could be clearly seen that a few small grasses on the steps of the door withered instantly, and the breeze blew and dissipated into powder, which was terrifying in toxicity.

Closing the door with a wave of his sleeve, Ye Qingguan's face was expressionless, and he knew the methods of Southern Xinjiang well, although he didn't know where the Thirteenth Uncle got such detailed information and information, in short, he knew more about Southern Xinjiang than many people in the world.

"Huh?" Suddenly, as if noticing something, he looked at the teacup on the table.

Walking to the table, he squeezed a drop of blood from his finger and dripped it into the teacup, the originally clear tea was dyed red, and then turned colorless, and only a small red snake as thin as a hair could be seen wandering in it.

"Heart-piercing red!" Ye Qingguan sneered, "You really look up to me." ”

Pouring the water in the teacup on the ground, I saw a puff of white smoke rising, and a large piece of the bricks on the ground was corroded, which was indescribably terrifying.

Poison in Gu, Gu poisoning.

Gu and poison were originally inseparable, and this group of people in Snake Dock had already cultivated Gu poison to an extremely high level, if it weren't for his profound cultivation and far beyond ordinary people, I was afraid that he would have already fallen into their Dao.

With a sneer, Ye Qingguan walked to the side of the bed again, but as soon as he sat on the bed, his sword eyebrows suddenly rose, and a hand stabbed out like lightning, grabbing a turquoise viper from the futon, and jamming its spine with great precision.

"Ring after ring, it's really a great gift!" Ye Qingguan's eyes were full of murderous intent, he didn't expect the people in southern Xinjiang to be so difficult, and he swore not to give up if he didn't kill him.

stepped on the head of the poisonous snake, Ye Qingguan threw it out of the window, but suddenly heard the silent master, there was a burst of strange music, the tune was unheard of, and in the courtyard, Ye Qingguan saw a poisonous snake poking out of the grass and rockery, a pair of inverted triangular snake pupils, gloomy and cold, looking at him coldly, making a hissing spitting sound.

"Snake control?" Ye Qingguan's eyes became even colder, and his killing intent was blazing, "Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?"

He sneered and drew out his iron sword, the bright sword body reflected the cold light of the forest, and the sword intent filled the four directions.

Bite!

He flicked his fingers on the iron sword, and a crisp sound came out, obviously not very loud, but it spread throughout the entire Xuesiyuan, and there were visible ripples rippling open, in circles, like water waves, and like annual rings.

Yan Yu, who was lying on the tree and was drowsy, opened his eyes and looked at Xuesiyuan, his eyes flickering: "This time I recruited disciples, and sure enough, there were a lot of difficult characters to mess with. ”

Bite!

Another crisp sound came, disturbing the silent night, and many students looked at the room where Ye Qingguan was, not knowing who was knocking there without sleeping in the middle of the night.

Ding Ding Ding!

Ye Qingguan's five fingers kept flicking on the iron sword, and there was a rhythmic clanging sound, mixed with the sound of the sword, like a song of Jin Ge Iron Horse, which shocked people's hearts and made people's blood begin to boil.

Sonorous!

The sound of the sword changed, full of killing aura, just listening from a distance, you could feel a murderous aura rushing towards your face, like thousands of troops galloping forward, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

Yan Yu's eyes brightened even more: "I heard that there is a famous sword in the Sword Pavilion, and it has a sword spirit and a heart, and it can play the most beautiful qin music in the world, is it that sword?"

In the other corner of Xuesiyuan, the strange tune became more and more high, with a peculiar rhythm, which made many poisonous snakes on the entire holy hill move, crawling towards Ye Qingguan, and surrounding the courtyard.

"Ahh

"It's a snake! How can there be so many snakes?"

"What's going on?"

Many students went out to check out of curiosity, and were suddenly frightened by the poisonous snakes in the courtyard, and looked at it, like a sea of snakes, one by one, full of flowers, dense, indescribable horror, making people's scalps explode.

Ye Qingguan crossed the sword in front of his chest, and the spirit rhino sword finger continued to be cast, popping out one crisp sound after another, the sword intent was surging, like a river pouring out, mixed with the killing qi that swallowed mountains and rivers, like thousands of troops and horses rushing to kill, Zheng Zheng sword roared, sonorous sound, making people's blood boil, as if holding a breath in his chest, and he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and roar.

The sound of the snake control was seriously disturbed, and countless poisonous snakes were in chaos, restless, and hissed, wanting to kill Ye Qingguan for a while, and wanting to turn around and eat their master for a while.

On the side of Xuesiyuan, the sound of the snake control became more and more urgent, the rhythm was rippling, and the strange sound became extremely harsh.

Jingle Bell!

Ye Qingguan flicked the sword eighty-one times in a row, like raindrops falling to the ground, dense, almost becoming a sound, as the last finger fell heavily, a sonorous sound, like a dragon roaring, countless poisonous snakes as if they had seen a ghost, let out a frightened hiss, panicked in all directions, and disappeared in an instant, making the courtyard become calm.

In the other corner of Xuesiyuan, a middle-aged man with the mark of a black snake on his eyebrows suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his face became extremely pale, and his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

This person's kendo cultivation is terrifying, and it is definitely comparable to the world's first-class masters, and the sound of the sword contains a monstrous killing aura, especially the last moment, like a dragon's groan, indescribably terrifying.

In an ordinary thatched cottage, the head of Confucianism, like an old farmer, put down the bamboo slip in his hand and looked into the distance: "What should have come has come after all." ”

"This man has a deep understanding of the sword. Yan Yu looked in the direction of Xue Siyuan, and he didn't know who the person who played such a sword song tonight was, which made him want to learn a little.

Ye Qingguan put down the iron sword, after this time, the people who want to come to southern Xinjiang should be more restrained, killing people invisibly, and he will do the same!

People who don't understand only think that this sword song is sonorous and very imposing, but those who understand it know that this sword song has real killing power, can move people's hearts, and disintegrate people's sword hearts.

After everything calmed down, Ye Qingguan closed his eyes and sat quietly on the bed, and soon entered into a state of meditation, the ancient sword was crossed by his lap, rhythmic with his breath, as if he had life.

The time of the night gradually passed, and at the end of the next day, Ye Qingguan opened his eyes, carried the ancient sword on his back, picked up this morning's lesson, and walked towards Hanwen Pavilion.

When he met Jin Bodhisattva on the way, he looked at him with big eyes, and said after a while: "Let's fight!"

Ye Qingguan was stunned and didn't react for a while.

"You made the movement last night, I didn't see that your kendo cultivation is so high, let's fight, I haven't fought for a long time, and Pippi won't accompany me to fight. The golden bodhisattva patted the big lion's head dissatisfied.

Ye Qingguan was messy in the wind, is this still a nun? Eating meat and violent, fake, the whole world is fake!