Qin Jian poured a cup of tea, holding the teacup and indulging in the sound of the piano, fragrant tea, beauties, and spiritual music, no matter who is lost in this dream, it is rare to wake up again.

Qin Jian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was no longer obsessed with being drunk, the sound of the piano didn't let his thoughts drift too far, and the fragrance of tea didn't blow away another attacking aroma - the fragrance of the girl's body!

Qin Jian remembered a kind of herb, this herb is found in Sichuandi, In the deep valley of the secluded water, it is extremely rare, picking flowers and leaves to dry, grinding powder, smelling fragrant and pleasant, but there is a hidden and deep hidden, people smell this fragrance more and there is a shape of blood churning, girls can actually apply some rouge incense powder, if this rare thing is lightly sprinkled on the clothes, in order to fill the sultry fragrance, then there is only one reason, this thing should be matched with a kind of drug that can only take effect when people are churning in their hearts, Qin Jian is not the arrogant and lascivious person, so this thing is extremely important.

Qin Jian smiled with a hint of pride, the teacup in his hand had been put down, although Qin Jian felt that his heart was a little floating, his mouth began to dry, and the colorless and tasteless intoxicated heart dew wanted to enter Qin Jian's mouth There was only one chance, and that was to dive into the tea.

The girl's intoxicating smile was a little flickering, but it was only a momentary blur, and it was seductive and covered her cheeks.

Qin Jian was still admiring the sound of the piano, the smile on his face did not change, but his hand stretched out.

Ling'er's smile disintegrated in an instant, and as soon as Qin Jian's hand stretched out, his body also got up, and the length of his arm was long enough for Qin Jian to put his hand on Ling'er's fragrant shoulder.

Under the infusion of a force along the veins, Ling'er's eyes became hazy, her body became soft, and she fell asleep on the table as if she was suddenly sleepy.

The sound of the piano is still the same, but it sounds a little ethereal, and this sound should come from Yan Xiaojun's room.

Qin Jian's hand had been taken back, and he walked out of the room with light steps, his brows were already furrowed, since Ling'er appeared in his room, someone would definitely appear in Yan Xiaojun's room.

Qin Jian knew that no matter how beautiful the girl Yan Xiaojun was, he would not be infatuated, but Yan Xiaojun would definitely be infatuated and try the strangeness of the rivers and lakes that he expected, and he would also be obsessed with the beautiful sound of the piano.

If Yan Xiaojun fell, Qin Jian didn't know how many ambushes there would be on the road ahead, so he landed lightly and walked in a hurry.

A girl as young as Ling'er and with a beautiful face was stroking the piano, her sultry smile mixed with a hint of pride, but this smug color came imperceptibly and disappeared, but it showed the solemnity of the word 'instant'.

Under the urging of gravity, the whole board fell, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, the girl's hand no longer stroked the strings, but leaned over to caress Yan Xiaojun's throat, she knew in her heart that the only person in the entire inn who would kick the closed door in was Qin Jian, and in the face of Qin Jian, whether she chose to escape or shoot, it was something that a fool could do, the girl was very smart, so she chose Yan Xiaojun.

The door fell to the ground, and the girl gave up even the time to look back, but her hand still only stayed in front of Yan Xiaojun's throat, and the strength of her whole body instantly slipped away without a trace, and the Qianqian jade hand that stopped in front of Yan Xiaojun's throat also hung down softly with the jade arm.

The girl knew in her heart why her power was flowing away in an instant, and now the only remaining power was all condensed in her throat, she wanted to pour out her power simply, but as soon as a scream poured out of her throat, she felt that even the strength to maintain the scream was gone, and she was left with only a soft gasp, and her eyes were misty.

Qin Jian stood behind the girl, her hand had been withdrawn from the girl's fragrant shoulder, the girl sat back on the chair like Ling'er, leaning forward to make her lie on the table and fall asleep, she may not be able to believe it in her dreams, Qin Jian kicked down the door, saw the target, rushed forward, shot to restrain himself, this whole set of actions was even faster than his own simple probe and force.

Yan Xiaojun's eyes were dull, he had no look, his consciousness was confused, and he didn't have a trace of reaction to everything in front of him, Qin Jian had already come over, stretched out his hand to hold Yan Xiaojun, who would fall down at any time, carefully looked at Yan Xiaojun's confused eyes, frowned, sighed and picked up Yan Xiaojun, and walked out of the room quickly.

Qin Jian knew that the two girls' shots were just a wonderful opening to this operation, and there would be a fierce attack later, so Qin Jian didn't want to stay any longer.

Qin Jian and Yan Xiaojun galloped all the way, and the scattered masters of the Sword Alliance could not gather in the town in a short time, so he would feel that the Sword Alliance would not make such a quick move, but now Yan Xiaojun's lack of experience in the rivers and lakes has fallen into a crisis, which has brought him unease, he can't wait until tomorrow to leave, the more masters gathered here, the less chance they will have to leave, not to mention whether the two girls succeed, and the disciples of the Sword Alliance who are ambushed outside don't know, maybe they will attack in a hurry, and it will be more difficult for them to escape with Yan Xiaojun on their backs at that time.

Qin Jian was thinking about the idea of this operation and thinking about the way out, and the people went downstairs and came to the hall, Qin Jian may have really been distracted just now, only to find that this hall was much brighter than when they came in after dinner, at least four more lights.

Qin Jian hugged Yan Xiaojun and looked around, kicking the door so loudly, no one in the guest rooms on all sides took a look at this strange thing, this can only be blamed for being too confident, calculated that the Sword Alliance would not act rashly, and after returning to the house after the meal, he did not pay attention to the observation, the preparation for the Sword Alliance's actions should have already started when he and Yan Xiaojun were eating, and the few guests had been evacuated.

Qin Jian couldn't think about it anymore, a coherent sound of bending wood and ropes vibrated Qin Jian's ear drums that were beyond the hearing of ordinary people, and of course Qin Jian knew what kind of utensils made this coherent sound - bending bows, tight strings, and a whole row of archers.

Qin Jian's feet were vigorous, his figure suddenly jumped up, a sharp roar broke through the wind, and then there was a loud sound, the window opposite the place where Qin Jian stopped in a second was blown in by the entire rain of arrows, and the cold light feather arrows did not stop, rushing towards the painted pillars on the opposite side, the stairs that went straight up to the double pass, and the white walls where the ink characters attached to the name stickers were piercing, and the good decoration lost its original appearance for a while.

Qin Jian held Yan Xiaojun, who was soft and boneless and already unconscious, tightly clasped the beam of the house with one hand, and his body hung in the air, this arrow rain fell, and the shaking and concussive sound nailed to the real thing did not stop, and it was a rain of arrows flying in with the wind and the whistling sound of piercing the air, and the arrow rain seemed to have two eyes, this time directly covering Qin Jian who was hanging under the beam of the house.

When Qin Jian went downstairs, he thought of what the bright lights in the hall were going to guide, but he didn't have time to extinguish the lights, and at this time, the hall had become a shooting range for archers, and his own people had become bullseyes in the air.

The rain of arrows roared, with the momentum of defiance of everything, the power that pierced everything, Qin Jian frowned tightly, helplessly used his fingers to exert force, ten fingers actually slashed into the beam, ten fingers of vitality, dragged up the whole body, the rain of arrows flew by, with the still strong force rushed to the opposite side, a piece of sawdust, rubble and flying dust fell from above, and the dust had not dispersed and the hazy moonlight was seen hanging obliquely in the air.

Qin Jian hugged Yan Xiaojun, looking down at the courtyard from the roof, a man in blue clothes raised his finger into the air, when Qin Jian aimed at him, it was also the time when his gesture changed, his five-fingered hand was pointing at Qin Jian, where the gesture of the man in green fell, a few meters away behind him, two rows of thirty people in black instantly made another rain of arrows, and broke through the air again.

Qin Jian's body turned, rushed forward, squatted, a rain of arrows had been shot away from the top of his head, Qin Jian's figure stood up, rushed forward like a flying arrow, stretched out his arm to stabilize his body, and the person slid down to the back yard like a big peng.

The sound of the wind in the front yard swept the clothes, and the people in green clothes were in front and the black-clothed archers were behind, and they all rushed into the hall.

As soon as Qin Jian's figure fell, the sharp edge roared up, and three feather arrows shot from three points under the front courtyard wall, almost indistinguishable from each other.

Qin Jian staggered, stretched out one hand, and a whistling arrow was grabbed in his hand, and Qin Jian's body had rushed forward with the force under his feet, and the flying arrow in his hand shot forward faster than when he came.

A black-clothed archer in the corner of the wall was pierced in the shoulder, and the black-clothed man with the sharp arrow that still did not stop leaned back, waiting for the bow in his hand to land, the whole person was nailed to the wall and it was difficult to escape, and it was even more difficult to make any more attacks.

The Tsing Yi and the black-clothed archers in the front courtyard had already passed through the hall and came to the back courtyard, and without stopping, they rushed towards the courtyard wall and leaped over.

Qin Jian looked at Yan Xiaojun in his arms who was constantly swinging because of his sometimes one-handed defense against the enemy, only one-handed care, at this time he was already a little disheveled, his hair was messy, but Qin Jian couldn't take care of it, he knew that the archers behind him had chased after him, and the sound of the large wind sweeping the clothes was endless, not to mention that he didn't know how many archers the Sword Alliance had laid down on the road ahead.

Qin Jian hugged Yan Xiaojun and did not explore the main road, but turned around and disappeared in the alley, this is a place where the Sword Alliance cannot set up an ambush, they should not have so many people, even if there are a few scattered ambush soldiers, they can only be pathfinders, but the loser will report Qin Jian's whereabouts, these people will not attack Qin Jian.

After a while, Qin Jian hugged Yan Xiaojun and walked out of Huanglong Town from the north at a very fast speed, and a rocket also flew into the air two hundred meters behind him.

Qin Jian sighed, put Yan Xiaojun down, tore off the hem of the robe on his body, tore off the strips and condensed very quickly, tied Yan Xiaojun firmly on his back, and picked up Yan Xiaojun and turned to the northeast and leaped away.

The man in Tsing Yi was in front alone, followed by the man in black, who was not slow, and he hurried through the alley.

Qin Jian galloped all the way with Yan Xiaojun on his back, turned back to the east, looked at the northeast, and went straight for a few miles before the mountains were faintly undulating, Qin Jian's escape could not be blind, the Sword Alliance was assembled, there were eyes and ears everywhere, even if he changed the original route, he didn't go to Danjiang to find Fang and went north, he still couldn't escape the tracking of the Sword Alliance, so Qin Jian could only choose the east, go to Shiyan Territory, the original road remained the same, before Sun Fan and they gathered enough masters, go to Danjiang to find Fang Buwen.