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Xiao Mo was knocked inexplicably, the heavy sword accidentally took off, and he also sat on the ground, and then looked at Cui Xun Xiangling in the cold pool behind him, which had been disturbed by the left shooting army, and more than a dozen people were fluttering in the water, and the weight of the heavy armor made it extremely difficult for them to go ashore.

Xiao Mo was shocked, and suddenly saw a delicate and lovely face, which was very familiar. The looming smoke eyebrows, the affectionate eyes that seem to be disgusted and happy, are clearly the weak girls who are in the carriage from Lan Kwai Fong to the Liuli Pavilion, holding the pipa in her arms and peeping at herself.

Thinking that day, he also asked her about Xue Chong's appearance, and at this time, Xue Chong was hanging on the log above his head, struggling and roaring, and suddenly looked at Xiao Mo, the two looked at each other for a long time, and they both had their own thoughts.

Seeing Xiao Mo's handsome face, the pipa girl exclaimed unconsciously, and said to Xue Chongqi: "Why are you?"

Xiao Mo swallowed his saliva, looked at Xue Chong, and then at the pipa girl, and in the face of the surprisingly consistent question between the two, he didn't know how to answer, but smiled: "Fortunately, fortunately, ......."

"It's great that you're not dead!"

Xiao Mo looked stunned, and said in his heart: "The corpses in the Liuli Pavilion are piled up, and the Jin army set fire to them, why can the little girl and this thin old man who doesn't know whether to live or die be safe and sound, this is not reasonable?"

"You doll is unreasonable, I obviously care about you!" The pipa girl stood up from the carved chair, her eyes always fixed on Xiao Mo, afraid that if she said goodbye, she would never meet again.

Xiao Mo complained: "Lao Tzu doesn't need your concern, he has no relatives and no reason, why bother to behave? If you weren't here to get in the way, Lao Tzu would have run away a long time ago!"

"Do you want to run out of here? Out of the pear orchard, it is the blockade of the crow army, if you don't believe it, you can ask Xue Chong, he hangs high and sees it really. The Pipa Girl pointed to the log in the middle of the terrace, her expression childish and innocent.

Xue Chong was stunned for a moment, how could he pull it on his head as he spoke? He subconsciously raised his eyes and saw the clear stream outside the garden, the snow was pouring out, the stones were like clouds, and the crow army was densely packed, and he didn't feel a chill on his back, and said slowly: "What the little girl said is right, you kid can't escape here, just accept your fate!"

"Life, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in fate!" Xiao Mo picked up the heavy sword and said secretly: "Xue Chong, this guy can be rampant and domineering in Yunzhou, and he can have some skills more or less, no matter how bad he is, he can be stronger than Lao Tzu?" Now that Li Chong has become the stronghold of the Jin army, it is better for multiple helpers than Lao Tzu to fight alone. With this in mind, he took a few steps forward with his heavy sword.

He rounded his arm and swept with a sword, only to hear a loud sound that shook the world and made Xiao Mo's wrist numb.

The heavy sword had no edge, as if an iron rod had been hammered against a log, and the pillar still stood motionless on the terrace, as if nothing had happened, and not even a trace was left.

The log is unpolished, the bark is dark red, and it is densely covered with white spots, which is clearly the iron birch from Dongying, which is three points harder than pig iron, how to cut it?

Xue Chong was shocked and said hurriedly: "You...... Are you crazy? Fortunately, the wood is hard, otherwise if the log breaks, the old man will have to fall down and die immediately?"

Xiao Mo was slightly stunned, feeling that Xue Chong's words were very true, and said with a smile: "Then Lao Tzu doesn't care about you, whether you can survive out of the pear orchard, you don't need to wait for ......" Before he finished speaking, he was so stubborn that he held back, and said secretly: "This time it's dead, your grandfather's!"

Outside the park, the crow army heard the loud sound made by Xiao Mo chopping the iron birch, and rushed in in an instant, and the Zhumen of the Moon Cave opened in response to the sound, and in a blink of an eye, more than 1,000 people surrounded the terrace, and the audience was densely populated.

The left archery army struggled for a long time, and finally crawled out of the pond, the golden armor lost its color, and was covered with pond mud, which looked very funny, and suddenly saw the crow army arrive, and did not feel ashamed.

One of them was in a hurry, and shouted: "Don't go, little thief, take your life!" With that, the crow army rushed to the terrace one after another.

The old man sat on the piano in danger, and the whole person was stuck in the tune and couldn't extricate himself, knowing that the Jin army was coming, but he didn't dodge or dodge.

The sound quality of this piano is deep and far-reaching, the connotation of earth, gold, wood, fire, water, the outer palace, business, horn, sign, feather, a device and three sounds, can be like the thought of human feelings, but also to reach the principle of heaven and earth.

The source of this piano is unverifiable, at first five strings, and then because King Wen was imprisoned in the Jinli, add a string, is for the Wen string, King Wu fell, add a string, is for the martial string. The body of the piano is black, faintly glowing with green, like vines entwined on ancient trees, so it is called "Luqi", which has been more than a thousand years now.

The old man's hair is fluttering, and his left hand is in the position of playing the sound, and the aftertaste is subtle and long. Fingers on the string, turbulent sound, this string is the thickest of the seven strings, belongs to the earth for the palace, is tied into a bundle with eighty-one heavenly silk.

The old man stroked this string, and suddenly the wind suddenly rose, as if giving birth to an invisible wave of qi, converging into a sword. This sword is transparent and clear, the name is called the palace, the palace sword is invisible but can hurt people, the sword sound is thick, loose and far away, it makes people think of ancient times, and it is whistling to the left to shoot the army and stabbing away.

The left archers were wearing heavy armor, crossing their arms to protect their eyebrows and eyes, as if there were countless hands pushing and pulling themselves, and the golden boots panned on the wooden planks on the countertop, making a piercing grinding sound, and before they could recover their senses, they had already rolled off the terrace.

The old man stroked the string again, and the sound was like a heavenly sound, and it was cold and immortal. This string belongs to the wood as the horn, the horn sword comes out, the ground takes root, the audience seems to give birth to a thousand feet of quagmire out of thin air, trapping people in the invisible, the left archery army is struggling, shouting and cursing, but it does not move.

The four strings belong to the fire as a sign, and the sword transforms into fire, surging in all directions, with a loud bang, as if the red sun bursts open, and the five colors in front of him are colorful, and the crow army is stunned, and he wants to draw his sword, but he has been baked and retreated from the terrace.

The boiling hot flames were so hot that his clothes were flying, Xiao Mo was sweating profusely, but he shivered, and couldn't help but secretly say: "Your grandfather's, I can't imagine that the thin old man is so powerful! Lao Tzu has held the Eight Music Workshop hostage in the Liuli Pavilion, isn't it a good marriage for no reason?"

Listening to Yuxuan's echoing piano sound and heat flow, drumming curtains, and hunting and hunting, Li Siyuan's face was extremely ugly, he couldn't sit still, and exclaimed: "Qin...... Qin Demon Pei Ruhai, I can't imagine that the Five Absolute are still alive!"

Shi Jingjiao pulled out the Chixiao Sword, protected Li Siyuan's side, and said puzzledly: "Five uniques? What are the five uniques?"

"The legends of the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, the piano, the doctor, the ghost, the concubine, and the phase, are the leaders of the martial arts, and no one in the world can match them. Sang Weihan didn't know when he bowed down and walked out from behind the curtain, slowly stepped on the stone, and said with an anxious face: " Qin is the qin demon Pei Ruhai, he loves music and is obsessed, retired to the rivers and lakes for more than 30 years; the doctor is the ghost doctor Sun Qianchu, is the ninth grandson of the medicine king Sun Simiao, has the ability to bring the dead back to life; the ghost is the jade-faced Rakshasa, whose name is unknown, and is said to be buried with the Qing Ming; the woman is the nine-fingered goddess Gu Wenfei, whose whereabouts are unknown, life and death are unpredictable; and the most mysterious is the most mysterious, according to legend, he is a crazy old man, who can not know the prophet, but also does not know where he is, so five uniques, it is a strange person!"