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The night is cool and breezy, and the chill is sultry. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The people present are all people who practice martial arts, not to mention how unfathomable their skills are, but at least they are not invaded by cold and heat, and such weather changes can rarely affect their senses, at least they are minimal.

The uproar hid all kinds of emotions, and the voices of discussion came and went, some people didn't believe it, the concubine Xuan was obviously still a fairy, how could she be injured, where could there be any signs of injury, but I felt that Bai Fenghan was hit back by an inexplicable blow just now, looking embarrassed, as if he had been injured not lightly, and now he looks like he has lost the chic and dignified he had before.

There are also people who guess in their hearts where the concubine was injured, and her eyes, which are much more round than mung beans, turned round and round, and they couldn't find the answer with a blank face.

Regardless of the speculation and discussion of these people, the four people involved instantly understood the mystery in between, and then their eyes became different.

At least they all behaved calmly.

The cold wind can't wear single clothes, but it can lift the hair, just like the fluffy wicker when simple catkins are flying all over the sky, changing the time and place, and the taste is a little weird.

The white lotus robe fluttered in the wind, like a butterfly, but the butterfly waited in place, as if it was injured and could not fly.

No one thought that the butterfly really couldn't fly, but they were more convinced that the beauty and speed of flying could overwhelm almost everyone present.

The butterfly face is expressionless, very calm, with a few tiny ripples, and the beautiful face is as delicate as porcelain, and the charm is fresh and refined. The tail of the eyebrows is upturned, but it is very modestly retracted, and it does not reveal the so-called domineering feeling, or this domineering has returned to its original form, which is contained inside, not outside.

The light gaze of the belated moonlight this night sprinkled on Wan Wan's innocent face, did not speak, all the words to be said were in this eye, they were really unfamiliar, the language seemed tasteless, and the eyes were the best.

Then the moonlight sprinkled on the body of Ba Fenghan, whose hair was slightly scattered, Ba Fenghan was originally scattered with hair, but at this time it was just a little more messy, like thatch, and a feeling of withering came out of the ends of the hair, but the eyes in the thatched pile were like a crescent moon, particularly bright, shining brighter than the stars and moon tonight.

She nodded, sort of affirmatively.

Then the sword in his hand was raised.

In full view.

"Qiang" into the sheath.

The bald head in the distance came to his senses.

"Amitabha"

Reciting the Buddha's name to Ba Fenghan and Wan Wan, he lowered his eyebrows and glanced at everyone, and his eyes were fixed on the south.

"The two donors have to be forgiving and forgiving, and the little monk will leave here with his sister. ”

A distant voice came, and he stepped out in one step, volleyed several feet into the air, and stepped out again, appearing on the bridge.

In the same way, he nodded to the concubine and recited a Buddha name.

The concubine raised her hand and saluted calmly, and the whole person seemed to have put aside all the grievances and struggles here, and she could return with peace of mind.

It was as if it was going to calm down like that.

In this world, in the eyes of many people, Cihang Jingzhai is a forbidden area, and the existence of not offending and offending, the order issued by Cihang Jingzhai is as effective as the holy decree, and sometimes it will be more effective, because Cihang Jingzhai can choose the lord for the world, and whoever is the emperor Cihang Jingzhai has the right to speak, to a certain extent, it is more credible.

But there are always exceptions, and even if they are as sacred as Cihang Meditation, not everyone is in awe.

"This is leaving?"

The voice came, with a very pitiful and innocent tone, but it was actually a kind of teasing and teasing, and when the concubine walked towards the bridge, the sound of laughter spread around.

Everyone present was full of surprise.

This is definitely plucking the feathers on the head of a tiger, and people who are not brave and brave can't do this.

The coolness in the wind seemed to have become a little seeping, and many people subconsciously tightened their sleeves.

"What, you want me to stay?"

"This is my good opportunity, do you think I'll let it go?"

"In Luoyang, you don't have this opportunity. ”

"Don't think you've got reinforcements, if it's just two of you, don't go. Wan Wan giggled and said things like the black of the night, spreading and circulating, pervasive, bumping in the wind, full of tone, which could make people laugh, but now on this occasion, no one laughed out loud.

"Who is so bold as to dare to speak so boldly to the walking heirs of Cihang Jingzhai?"

Compared with the mystery of Cihang Jingzhai, although the Demon Gate is more well-known to everyone, it does not mean that the saintess of the Yin Kui Sect is not mysterious on the rivers and lakes, the same mystery and elusiveness, so some people on the side are stupidly asking questions on the shore.

"You know? That's the Demon ······ of the Yin Kui Sect The holy woman, whose name is Wan Wan, ······"

At this time, you can get the answers to these questions without deliberately, and the Jianghu people are very bold.

"It seems that our saint is stronger than we thought. On the balcony in the distance, there was a light in the small window, and there were two figures inside, one of whom spoke, and the other said nothing, and the conversation stopped as if it were gone.

The man looked around, whispered something to his subordinates in a certain direction, and then shook his head:

"It seems that the saint is going to be disappointed, and there really is nothing she can do tonight. ”

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"Wan Wan donor, when is the time to repay the wrongs, several uncles in the Zen Academy have already known the news here, and I hope that the junior sister can return to the Zen Temple now. ”

Behind Shi Fei Xuan, she turned around, smiled at Wan Wan, said kindly, and then looked at Wan Wan kindly.

"It turned out that there were already such skilled helpers, no wonder they were so fearless. ”

Ba Fenghan shook his head.

"Can your helpers handle them?" Bafenghan continued.

Wan Wan made a frightened and frightened look, covered her mouth and chest with her hands, and said sourly:

"How can a weak woman have such a powerful helper, even the evil king may not be able to get out of the way. ”

"Let's go, remember that I and this witch are two people, if you want to ask for swordsmanship, you are welcome at any time, if you are looking for revenge, I really don't know what kind of grudge there is. Please also make a clear breakdown. Ba Fenghan came up from the water, his shoes wet, leaving dark wet footprints on the bridge deck.

"Amitabha"

The monks were merciful, and the donor laughed. ”

Likong bowed politely, and slowly walked away with the concubine.

In the crowd on both sides of the strait, all the voices suddenly quieted down, and their eyes converged directly on the departing concubine Xuan.

"What a beautiful fairy. ”

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