"Nalan still water!"

"I'm going to kill your whole family!"

The night is cold and cold since childhood, and there are few things that can make your emotions fluctuate, even if the encounter in the ink bamboo forest at the beginning, although the heart is full of fear, but since the spring breeze has turned into a cocoon, the fear seems to be no longer in his emotions, and only numb coldness remains. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If there is really anything in this world that can touch the cold heart of the night, I am afraid that the only one who was in the ink bamboo at the beginning, when he was desperate and waiting for death, the little boy with a serious face who kept carefully cutting the ink bamboo with stones to bring him light.

She will never forget, and never want to forget, the little boy in the moonlight, with slender and long eyebrows, worry when he frowned slightly, bright and deep eyes, revealing deep concern and anger.

She knew that in that moment, she might never forget his eyes.

Until this time, she may not be able to see his eyes again, the anger in Ye Leng's heart can be imagined, at this moment, she has even secretly made a decision, as long as Xu Qingyun makes the slightest mistake, she will let the entire Yingdu come to the funeral!

No one will doubt the speed of the sword of Tanglin Mansion, because in the wild ancient land in the southwest of the Chu State, the tradition inherited for thousands of years is the speed of the sword, and only those who are fast in the sword can kill more barbarians in the deep mountains.

The surname Nalan represents power in Tanglin Mansion, the Tiangao Emperor is far away, and the Nalan family can be called an out-and-out soil emperor in Tanglin Mansion, with a deep foundation, and is naturally a representative of the overall strength of Tanglin Mansion. Since Nalan Jingshui came to Yingdu on behalf of Dongling Mansion, her strength was obviously unfathomable, and no one doubted the power of her sword.

Before everyone could react, in fact, when the wind and snow that swept the entire long street in the cold night had not completely fallen, she had already slashed out her sword, and the white bone sword was like a swimming fish, slashing towards Xu Qingyun.

But at this moment, Fu Qinglime, who was standing under the cedar in front of the court, suddenly moved, she took a deep breath, knowing that as long as her strength penetrated the slightest in this Yingdu, she would usher in the monstrous anger of the most powerful concubine in the palace.

But she had to make a move, because the white bone long sword had already slashed towards Xu Qingyun, if she hesitated for half a minute, he would really die.

Fu Qinglime slowly raised his little hand.

Although it is very slow, it is not slow at all, at least it is much, much faster than this sword in Tanglin Mansion.

The cool breath of the dragon permeated the palm of his hand.

As long as her mind moves slightly, she can guarantee that the dragon breath in her palm can directly kill the little girl from Tanglin Mansion in an instant! But it will also attract the attention of that lady in the palace, and what awaits her may be the cold and powerful army of the Chu Dynasty, the kind of army that can even crush the powerhouses of the Six Realms.

I don't know why, Fu Lime really stopped at this time.

Nature is not fear!

She was just a little curious, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at Xu Qingyun in the distance, her eyes were full of puzzlement and shock.

Because Xu Qingyun had already made his own sword.

Xu Qingyun, who seemed to be in a daze all along, suddenly took out his sword at this time when facing the girl from Tanglin Mansion.

Naturally, it is Su Wen Ancient Sword!

In the long street blocked with light sword intent, when the wind and snow fell all over the sea of people, when Fu Qingling raised the cool dragon breath in his hand.

He was always in a daze, hesitating, confused, puzzled, confused, and immersed in the shock that Su Wen brought to him.

It wasn't until life and death were approaching at this time that Xu Qingyun slowly came back to his senses.

"Whoever wants to kill me, you will all die!"

He looked at the girl from Tanglin Mansion in front of him, knowing his profound background, but he was fearless in his heart, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly raised the sword, and the hair between the temples became more and more pale, as if the snow on the top of the mountain in winter could suddenly melt under this sword.

"Spring and snow!"

The slender and elegant sword body of Su Wen's ancient sword, the moment it was raised, it seemed that he had already understood the true meaning of this sword momentum, although there was no blessing of life and death sword intent, but for some reason, this sword seemed to be able to really bring any sword momentum in the world to the extreme.

'Boom'

Life and death alternate, vitality turns into death, and death turns into vitality.

On this slender and elegant Suwen ancient sword, it constantly alternates, giving the sword momentum of Yangchun Baixue to true power. Just like a teacher full of poetry and books, the questions raised are perfectly answered under the sword momentum that is cut out.

Because of this, Xu Qingyun slashed out a Yangchun Baixue without life and death sword intent, but the power seemed to be really not weaker than Yangchun Baixue with life and death sword intent.

A sword came out and all sides were shocked.

In the face of absolute strength, no matter how fast the sword of Tanglin Mansion was, in the face of the awe-inspiring sword momentum crushing in front of him, there were already faint signs of rout, and a faint trembling sword sound sounded in the night sky.

Nalan Jingshui's beautiful eyes widened, full of incredulity, and the dantian vitality was surging wildly at this time, wanting to make the white bone sword in her hand faster, but the next moment, her whole person suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of suffocation, and then the ancient sword in her hand shook violently.

With a bang, the white bone sword shook down directly.

Infinite fear welled up in Nalan Jingshui's heart, and at this moment, a cool coldness penetrated his whole body from his eyebrows, and his voice trembled slightly: "You can't kill me!"

But it backfired, how could Xu Qingyun care about her feelings?

Su Wen Gu Sword in his hand slashed out of the spring and white snow, his whole person's momentum has been mellow and natural, and his state of mind has been calmed to the extreme, although he knows that if he kills the girl in front of him, he may usher in real death.

But for some reason, since he picked up this Su Wen, he seems to be unable to control his heart.

Su Wen wants to kill!

Naturally, he will kill!

Although people can't be dominated by swords, Xu Qingyun doesn't care about these anymore, because he also thinks that he should be killed! Not only the Nalan Jingshui in front of him should be killed, but even that Lin Shaoyang, Guo Wencheng, and everyone on this long street should be killed.

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Wen's ancient sword directly passed through the white snow that drifted down, and the elegant and warm snow-white sword blade had been nailed to Nalan Jingshui's smooth forehead, and even faintly oozing red blood, reflecting the girl's frightened face, which was uncertain.

Maybe these powerful people from the family really haven't experienced such life and death, maybe they always feel that death is too far away from them, maybe they would never have thought that in this Yingdu, which is full of power desires, they may welcome death!

Thinking like this, Xu Qingyun couldn't help but laugh at himself slightly, but the ancient sword in his hand did not hesitate at all, and the blade of the sword that had been nailed to the girl's eyebrows was about to be completely cut down, when the street that was originally full of dead silence suddenly sounded a slightly cold voice.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

The Taiqing Sword swept from the mid-air Imperial Sword, blocking Su Wen who wanted to continue to approach, and the noble vitality of Taishang's forgetfulness suppressed the entire long street. (To be continued.) )