As soon as Shen Zhongxia appeared in the "Netherworld Palace", all the guests hurriedly stood up and stood up to greet him.

"Shen Daxia can participate in Princess Wan'er's birthday banquet, what an unexpected surprise!"

"Mr. Shen and the master of Wan'er Palace are immortal couples made in heaven and envied by everyone, and the young couple has a quarrel for a while, which is nothing. ”

"Rebuild the old good, and then continue the frontier, it is another martial arts story of a talented and beautiful woman!"

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

When the guests were surrounded by Shen Zhongxia, who was full of spring breeze smiles, and flattered him, Leng Beicheng quietly took out a gourd of wine from his arms, drank a few sips, wiped his lips with the cuffs of his newly bought robe, and then put the wine gourd back into his sleeve.

Everyone was busy flattering, and no one noticed the cold north city in the corner.

Everyone greeted each other for a while, and then you pushed me to let me take a seat.

In this moment, Leng Beicheng has quietly passed more than a dozen characters such as "Zhao Gongzi", "Qian Yuanwai", "Master Sun", and "Li Zhangmen", and from the direction of the oblique stab, it is less than fifteen feet away from Shen Zhongxia's seat.

- He was ready to get three feet closer and he would strike.

At a distance of twelve feet, Leng Beicheng is confident that he can hit with one hit!

This time, no matter what, we can no longer teach this great traitor who has brought disaster to the country and the people to escape again!

Leng Beicheng secretly thought in his heart: "If Shen Zhongxia is allowed to escape again this time, he will definitely take the 'Chuankang', go south to 'Yungui', and join the 'Poison King' Tang Shao, once he is put into the wings of the 'Blue Dragon Society', and if he wants to move him again, it will really be overwhelming!"

He was ready to get closer to a more certain place, and when he was sure that nothing was wrong, he suddenly made a surprise move and killed him in one fell swoop!

The naked and glamorous palace maid on the stage, dancing gracefully, the guests are crowded, stepping forward to move their hands and feet, touching and kissing the dancer, Leng Beicheng is caught in the crowd, and it is easy to gradually approach his goal!

He kept telling himself in his heart: "You must be steady, this time you can't let this old fox slip away again!"

Leng Beicheng concealed it well, he approached the goal quietly, and the expression on his face seemed to be still intoxicated with light singing and dancing.

Just when he was approaching twelve feet and was about to hoe and rape, suddenly the music was loud, and the sound was beautiful, like a phoenix and a song, and a delicate figure, like a butterfly, floated down the stage and swirled and danced.

"Wan'er Palace Master !!"

Among the guests, there was a roar of applause!

Wen Wan'er's beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, her jade cheeks are spring, soft as boneless, and she is full of beauty, and when she dances, she twists her waist with a single step, which makes people feel the urge to move forward to help her.

I saw Wan'er stabilize her body like willow catkins in the wind, and danced around, only to see her turn around, the ribbons, skirts, and clothes on her body all floated up, dancing to the sick, like a flower bud blooming more and more, and people's cheeks are also like the undusty fairy in the sky, flowing out of heroic and delicate beauty.

The boys and brothers who looked straight and forgot their shapes did not applaud like thunder until the whirling dance gradually stopped, and slowly came out like a light cloud.

The cheers rang out, and Wen Wan'er whirled and danced again, ringing and dingdong, which was very good.

Just when Wan'er danced to the fullest, a powerful cold light went straight to the heart of the Shen Zhongxia who was watching the dance in front of the seat.

Cold North City shot!

The guests didn't have time to let out an exclamation, the "finger sword" of Cold North City was close to the heart of the sinking hero!

Seeing that the "finger sword" was about to shoot into Shen Zhongxia's chest, there was one more person in front of Shen Zhongxia, and he also blocked the finger of Leng Beicheng!

"Wan'er?!" Leng Beicheng hurriedly collected his fingers, Shen Zhongxia picked up his clothes and hurried away, in this lightning and stone fire, at least forty-six of the sixty-four "medicine men" in the "Netherworld Palace" surrounded and intercepted Leng Beicheng!

Wen Wan'er landed on the ground, her face pale: "Master Leng, I'm sorry-"

Leng Beicheng's mind was full of thoughts, and his pupils were shrinking: "Why?"

Wen Wan'er said bitterly: "Yes, Wan'er hates Zhongxia for messing with flowers and grass outside, and regrets letting him pursue fame, but now that he is willing to return to my side, he promised Wan'er that he will never leave me again, Master Leng, please, don't kill him, Wan'er can't live without him......"

Looking at Chu Chu's poor Wen Wan'er, Leng Beicheng's heart hurt slightly, and for a while, he didn't know what to do.

Wen Wan'er whispered to the "medicine man" beside her, "Wait for Master Leng well." Turning around, the colorful clothes swayed backwards, and drifted away in an instant.

A slender cyan figure came out of the crowd, and as soon as she appeared, she pushed Leng Beicheng, who was standing in a daze, and said in a low voice: "Master, you go to chase Shen Zhongxia!"

Leng Beicheng's silver eyebrows frowned again, and said quickly: "Frost Niu'er, these 'medicine people' have been controlled by the poisonous flower and have become the killing tools of the walking dead, if necessary, they can be killed!"

Although Leng Beicheng knew how dangerous it was for her to be left alone to fight alone, against sixty-four martial arts masters who were once prominent, he was not worried, let alone afraid.

Because, the girl in Tsing Yi after being cut off for him is one of the "Four Beauties of Liangcheng", cold as frost.

As soon as the turmoil began, the guests scattered, and the sixty or so "medicine men" of the "Netherworld Palace" were only surrounded by Leng Ruoshuang from a distance, their eyes were hollow, their faces were expressionless, and they were silent.

Leng Ruoshuang turned around and looked around, except for some new faces, old acquaintances who fell under their "parting hook" when they first entered the "Netherworld Valley": "Green Alliance" hard hand "bloody hand" Zhan Fei, "Tang Gate" good hand "Long live my emperor, a hundred deaths will not return" Tang Taizong, "Murong Family" young master Murong Bao, the first Great Compassion Monk of the "Shaolin School" Luohan Hall, and Murong Heishan, the big man of the "Murong Family" (see Chapter 7 of the "Flower of the Other Side", are all in the ranks of the "medicine men" who besiege themselves!

Leng Ruoshuang raised his sword and said coldly: "You are all a group of poor worms who have no freedom, the girl doesn't want to kill you, get out of the way!"

When Murong Bao heard this, he was furious, and scolded one after another: "Bah! Dead Nizi, Lao Tzu has wine, meat, and girls, as well as the 'Immortal Pill' given by the master of Wan'er Palace, what is so pitiful!"

Suddenly, the sword flashed.

All the people were silent.

Murong Bao, who spoke ill of him, didn't see anything, and at the same time, he saw a cold sword light, dazzling flowers, and a spicy sensation on his head, he reached out and touched it, and the scalp hair was shaved off and bloody, and he almost didn't scream.

With a slash of the cold frost hook sword, the hair in the air fell "slowly".

Murong Bao covered his bleeding scalp with his hands and did not dare to make any more noise.

At this time, his two uncles spoke.

The great compassion monk with the common name "Murong Heishi" shouted: "Amitabha!

Another Murong Heishan scolded in a broken mouth: "Ahh

These two people are Murong Bao's clan uncles, and of course they have some real talent in their hands!

When they spoke, they were all prepared, and they were all careful to watch out when they spoke, Leng Ruoshuang smiled coldly, and walked out of the crowd, and they didn't see her make any movements, and suddenly the light of lightning surpassed, and the Murong brothers hurriedly retreated, only feeling a cold on their faces, but there was nothing abnormal, and they said in their hearts: "It's so dangerous! ”

But he listened to Leng Ruoshuang and said: "Today is a matter between our 'Liangcheng Inn' and Shen Zhongxia, and it has nothing to do with your 'Netherworld Palace', if anyone is suspicious of the fate of the long-term followers, who will not be able to get along with the 'parting hook' in the girl's hand!"

It wasn't until the cold frost disappeared that the "Netherworld" turned from silence to a pot of boiling hot water.

The two elders of the "Murong Clan" were trying to avoid the "parting hook" in time for themselves, and when they boasted in front of their kind, they suddenly felt that a black drizzle seemed to be sprinkled in front of them, and in the laughter of their companions, the two brothers realized that their four eyebrows had been shaved off by Leng Ruoshuang, and now they had only been shaved off.

While the old face was sneering, the two elders of Murong gasped, and they were afraid!

Sit on the Forgotten Peak.

The two incense mounds of the Wen sisters have been overgrown with thatched grass as tall as a person, and the fiery red "flowers on the other side" all over the mountains and fields are blooming brightly.

The two figures quickly climbed to the peak, and Shen Zhongxia and Wen Wan'er landed one after another.

Shen Zhongxia had a calm face, a loud slap was raised, and he said quickly: "I said a long time ago, now that the situation is urgent, it is no longer appropriate for me to show up again, you just don't listen, celebrate Raushzi's birthday!"

Wen Wan'er covered her swollen cheeks with her hands, accompanied her cautiously, and replied with tears and grievances: "Wan'er just wants to be happy with you, I didn't think they would really rush here......"

The cold wind on the peak is strong, with the sound of the sky.

The valley is faintly smoky, floating with the wind, and the secluded valley is full of shocking gorgeous flowers!

Seeing Shen Zhongxia's face full of displeasure, Wen Wan'er whispered flattery: "Xianggong, you asked Wan'er to cultivate the 'other side flower', you see, Wan'er has cultivated it all according to your instructions." ”

Shen Zhongxia's face softened slightly, and his voice was low: "Well done, this 'other side flower' has been planted, and the next poisonous juice can also be refined in advance, if we can use the poisonous flower to control thousands of martial arts masters and become our 'medicine man', the whole world will be ours!"

Wen Wan'er snuggled her head against Shen Zhongxia's chest, with a happy look on her face, and she didn't care about what the man was talking about.

The sound of the wind, the figure of the man.

Leng Beicheng and Leng Ruoshuang, in the surprised eyes of the two men and women on the peak, jumped to the top of the peak one after the other.

Looking at the two lonely tombs with red eyes, Leng Beicheng said quietly: "Tears, Xiang'er, the weeds in front of your door are so high......

Wen Wan'er looked ashamed and hid behind the man's burly body.

"It's easy to go up the mountain and hard to go down," Shen Zhongxia's eyes exploded, and he said in a deep voice: "Since the two of you are here, you should never think about leaving!"

Before the words fell, the shadows in the sea of flowers were surging.