The yellow buds of the spring flowers decorate the night very beautifully, the faint fragrance wafts through and makes the night so warm, the fragrance does not cover the footprints of the person he tracks, and the fragrance of "eye blur" is still wafting, straight to the distance of the town. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The flowers are becoming more and more charming, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe!" said a man in his forties with a soft folding fan, but he did not wake up a man's sweet dream.

The man was dressed in tawny clothes, even the mask was tawny, and at the moment he was watching the starry sky alone outside the town, and at this moment the stars were flourishing, the bright moon was in the sky, and the breeze was blowing a little fragrance, and the man seemed to be intoxicated, and did not pay attention to the person who was singing poetry.

"Bai Letian's poetry is beautiful, and the artistic conception is even more beautiful!" The man's figure floated in front of the yellow-brown man in a flash, but a sword was already on his neck, his body was fast, his swordsmanship was faster!

"What are you looking for me?" said the man in tan clothes coldly, the short sword in his hand still resting on the man's neck.

"Without him, I'm afraid that some people will be blinded by the flowers!" The man also shook the folding fan lightly, without the slightest panic.

"Only people are drunk with flowers, when have you ever seen flowers fascinate people!" said the man in tan clothes, holding away his short sword, and laughed.

"Your life is still in your hands, you should be very happy!" the man folded the fan and retracted it, his eyebrows fluttering.

"Oh, my life is in my hands, is it in someone else's hands?" said the man in tan clothes.

"Those who join the Holy Fire Hall will die sooner than they don't!" the man laughed.

"Who should it belong to?" asked the man in tawny clothes, as if knowingly.

"She! She's a Yama who is urging you to die in the third watch, and you won't live to the fifth watch at all!" the man said fiercely.

"Urging Yama to sound so familiar, then she and Leng Xiaoyun are a perfect match! Leng Xiaoyun is a soul seducer!" the man in tawny clothes laughed and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

"How is the man in white beside her doing martial arts!" the man laughed.

"Amazing!" said the man in tawny clothes.

"You've offended both of them, you're not far from death!" the man said with a smile on his fan.

"Then what should I do, I'm afraid!" said the man in tan clothes.

"You won't die if you work with us!" the man said.

"Who are you!" said the man in tan clothes.

"Holy Flame Hall!" the man said.

Leng Xiaoyun had already changed into black clothes, quietly looking for the fragrance that only he could smell, the fragrance had turned around the town several times, and still had no intention of stopping, Leng Xiaoyun continued to chase, he believed that the person would eventually stop somewhere.

The scent stopped at an inn and emanated from a room that was pitch black, and the cold howling cloud slowly pushed the window open a small crack to look at it but couldn't see anything!

He slowly pushed open the window, and suddenly a voice sounded: "Since you are here, come in!" The voice was as graceful as a silver bell, and Leng Xiaoyun heard it with a sharp pain like a needle cone.

He opened the window and jumped into the house, where the lights came on and a woman sat with her back to him, not seeing the front, but with her back graceful.

"How did you find here!" the woman pretended to be a peerless face, and it was the person Leng Xiaoyun was thinking about.

"I'm looking for Qin Qing'er!" Leng Xiaoyun's voice trembled a little.

"Is she really that important to you?" the woman smiled, but there was no charm on her face, only gentleness, infinite gentleness.

"I owe her, I'm going to pay her back!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"Then when will you pay me back!" the woman laughed again, only this time with a wry smile.

Leng Xiaoyun was speechless, because she had indeed saved his life, whether intentionally or unintentionally, or deliberately!

"How about I give you a drink?" the woman took out a golden pot and poured out a cup of blood!

She held it carefully, held it to Leng Xiaoyun's side and said with a smile: "This is the Qiong brew of the Western Regions, you might as well taste it!"

"I don't know how to drink!" Leng Xiaoyun said coldly.

"But I see you drinking, every time! The wine seems to be your life!" the woman laughed.

But she didn't know that he drank only to get himself drunk, so that he could forget her.

"Is this human blood?" Leng Xiaoyun asked with a smile.

"You're scared, it looks like you've never been scared!" the woman laughed.

"But I never drink other people's blood! That's someone else's life!" Leng Xiaoyun said seriously.

"Are you laughing at me, laughing at me for killing people wantonly! and yet those people deserve to die!" the woman laughed, as if she were crying.

"Some people really deserve to die, but some people really don't deserve to die! How do Shaolin disciples offend you by eating fast and reciting Buddha? How can Qingling's good nature hinder you? Desert wolves, dream into a son, Yu Wanlei was also killed by you in my name, what crime did they commit?" Leng Xiaoyun asked coldly.

"Shaolin disciples are no longer Shaolin disciples who eat fasting and chant Buddha! In order to prepare for the martial arts conference, Na Huikong has already recruited some martial arts villains to serve as Shaolin disciples; Qingling, I really wanted to kill him, but he was not killed by my people!" the woman said.

"What about the others! Kill them just to frame me! I'm just a pawn in your hand, a pawn to bear all the damage for you!" Leng Xiaoyun said angrily.

The woman only sneered but didn't say a word, Leng Xiaoyun wanted her to justify, as long as she was willing to defend, he would forgive her, even if she was heinous!

"If you like me just to frame me, then what are you promising to marry the prince and Qiu Canghai for!" Leng Xiaoyun asked.

"It's for the prince's money, how can I support the expenses of the Holy Fire Hall without his money! His power will also help me! With Qiu Canghai, it's even simpler, his beggars can find out anything I want to know for me!" the woman laughed.

"Everyone is a tool for you to use!" Leng Xiaoyun said coldly, his voice extremely cold.

"Yes, men have never had a good thing! I have been sold to the Qinglou since I was a child, I can see the ugliest faces of men, they only like your beauty! And I only have beauty, this is the only thing I can use!" the woman sneered.

"Don't you have the slightest love? That's what you gave me!The most precious thing!" Leng Xiaoyun softened a lot after listening to her words.

"Love, those men never gave it!" the woman laughed.