Red clothes, a celestial dance. Xianyun is clever, and Yaochi is shocked.

Song Si drank the delicious ice spirit wine and quietly watched the Oiran Su Mo'er Fairy dance on the stage, however, when Su Mo'er suddenly showed her twin swords, he sensed that something was wrong, because the twin swords carried extremely subtle killing intent, who did she want to kill?

Su Nuan, who was standing on the second floor, put down the white cat in her arms, knocked lightly on the jade railing, and frowned lightly in the dark, she was puzzled and dissatisfied.

Sheng Ge in the shadows glanced at the stage and beckoned to the side, and a man in black appeared out of thin air, silently, only stayed for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace.

A sword dance moves in all directions?

Putting down the wine glass, Song Simo pointed his sword and sneered, although he didn't know what the identity of this Su Mo'er was, since he had murderous intent at him, there was nothing to discuss.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect to see Mo'er's performance as soon as I came back, I'm so lucky to be young!" The young man in a child's light shirt and shaking a paper fan laughed, walked into the Spring Breeze Garden, went straight to the front of the stage, picked up a rich businessman with a slightly fat body, and sat down without the slightest politeness.

The fat rich merchant who was robbed of his seat did not dare to be angry, and nodded his head and bowed a few times, and took a few subordinates to give up the rest of his position, and sat in the back.

The rest of the people only took a cursory glance at the young man, then turned their gaze back and continued to watch the sword dance of the Oiran, which was an extremely rare opportunity.

Song Si picked up the wine jug, filled the wine glass, and sighed in his heart, as soon as the young man appeared, Su Mo'er dispersed the killing intent, strange, interesting. And also. This young man gave birth to a peach blossom white face, acted dissolutely, and indeed lived up to the name of the first flower thief in the Northern Cold Region.

Wine tasting. Song Si adjusted the divine sense of the strength of the middle Yuan Infant and went towards the young man, what surprised Song Si was that this young man seemed to be only one step away from entering the middle Yuan Infant stage, and his strength was not simple.

The young man put down his wine glass, turned to look at Song Si, the killing intent and anger in his eyes were not concealed at all, it was unforgivable to disturb him so rudely when he was admiring the Oiran!

Ha. The purple jade order disappeared in Song Si's hands in a flash, and the anger in the young man's eyes instantly turned to surprise, and he simply ignored the performance on stage. Get up and walk towards Song Si, and talk to your senses.

"Who are you, what are you looking for me?" The young man glanced at the ice spirit wine, knowing that this was the best wine treasured by the Spring Breeze Garden, revealing a hint of surprise. Then unceremoniously fill himself with a glass.

Take out An Moyan's jade slip. Song Si threw it directly to the young man: "You'll know after reading it." ”

"Tsk. The young man laughed out loud, causing a wave of anger among the people nearby who were cheering for the Oiran, and when it became clear that this person was young, he could only swallow his anger.

"Drag me into the water, so you don't want to be idle. After the young man left a sentence, he smiled thoughtlessly, turned to leave, and finally said to Song Si: "Don't worry." I'll do it!"

Instead of returning to the table he had snatched to watch the Oiran show, he went up to the second floor. Nodding to Su Nuan, he turned into the inner room, stopped in front of a wall that seemed to have no door, and pressed his hand, and the air spread out like water ripples.

In the next second, the young man disappeared silently into the aisle.

Walking into the familiar place, the young man put away the paper fan, and walked straight to the place where the deacon office was, regardless of the black-clothed killer who came and went, and looked at the person who had been waiting for him for a long time in the dark.

"Hey, you're here, young man, which girl is in the garden today?" a familiar voice sounded, and an oil lamp lit up, revealing Shengge's stunning face.

The young man put away the paper fan, came to Shengge and sat down, and said unceremoniously: "Put away your set, don't think about fooling around so simply, among the deacons of the thirty-six cities, you and An Moyan are the most pitiful!"

Sheng Ge chuckled a few times: "Hehe, I didn't expect to run a few more cities at a young age, and I came to such a conclusion, and in the future, the position of deacon in Flying Snow City will be left to you even if it is not handed over to you." ”

"Don't say it's useless. You know Song Si's purpose here very well, why don't you see him directly, and wait until I come? You don't know, An Moyan and you are both the same neurotic, neglecting your affairs, how much suffering do we have to suffer?" The young man knocked on the table, very dissatisfied.

"Oh, in this way, An Moyan and I are both non-worker, or won't we die if we don't die?" Sheng Ge asked rhetorically, obviously interrupted, leaving the young man who had gone through countless flowers speechless, and he was completely unable to communicate.

"Tell me, why are all the people who were sent out before missing?" the young man stopped complaining and threw out questions.

An Moyan was very unhappy that Feixue City could not directly contact her from the Tianshan faction, and there was her question in the jade slip, with the means of the first floor, it was very easy for all parties to get in touch. I don't understand it when I'm young, but in the Northern Cold Region, the Frost City Killer and the Flying Snow City Killer in the Tianshan Sect just can't get in touch.

"There are moles. Sheng Ge smiled, as if he was talking about something extremely ordinary.

The young man was shocked, and looked at Sheng Ge in disbelief: "There is a mole? How many years has the word not appeared on the first floor? Could it be that you want to break this record? Tsk, I was also fortunate to meet the deputy landlord, and it seems to be very easy to speak, but if you move your hands, I'm afraid it's hard to say." ”

"No clue. "I can't come forward, so you can only come." ”

The young man spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, I want these people, and they will all be handed over to me." Plus, equip me with twenty more Blue Spike Killers who are not bad. ”

"No problem. I'll take care of the rest. Sheng Ge suddenly remembered something and said, "Oiran Su Mo'er's situation today is not right, you can wait and observe more." ”

"Can I eat it after observation?" The peach-blossom-like little white face showed an evil smile that had not been seen for a long time, and the young man thought about the figure and appearance of the Oiran Su Mo'er, and couldn't help smacking his lips: "Listen to the red-card girls in the building, this Su Mo'er hasn't fallen red yet, how about leaving it to me if it's really wrong?"

"Hehe, if you're not afraid that Su Nuan will beat you, you can go and talk to her. Sheng Ge's face changed, "No!"

Song Si ate a piece of delicious fish, put down his chopsticks, savored it, shook his head to himself, and chuckled in his heart, finally couldn't hold it back?

With a sword streamer, Su Mo'er, who had danced to the peak of her sword, suddenly disappeared on the stage, and came towards Song Si in an instant.

Hands on Su Moer. Song Si was not surprised at all, and with a movement of his sword fingers, a three-inch sword shot out in an instant. Bounced off Su Mo'er's thunderous sword, and then turned to one side of his body against the other sword.

Jian Yuan spit slightly, Song Si flicked away the long sword again, and retreated ten zhang away with his strength, and then the sword pointed at it, and the sword was full of light. Zi Yao came out of the sheath, and three sharp sword qi shot out, forcing Su Mo'er, who had been bullied, to retreat again.

Hold Ziyao. Song Si narrowed his eyes slightly, and he noticed that in some corners of the Spring Breeze Garden, a seemingly familiar figure appeared.

Blue Confucian scarf, Huashan School Sword Sect costume. Is it them?

Zi Yao stood up. One pick, one round, one point, Song Si's eyes were cold, and he took a step forward, so he exposed the empty door, and he saw that he was going to hit Su Mo'er hard in one fell swoop, and destroy the flowers with his spicy hands.

At this time. The whole Spring Breeze Garden was in chaos, and the people who were enjoying the music and dance of Oiran Su Moer still didn't understand what was going on. I heard the sword qi roaring, and occasionally the screams of some innocent people who were affected by the sword qi.

Regardless of the Oiran, just the awe-inspiring sword intent exuded by Song Si made most of the monks run away from the door, and the life of the Oiran and the net worth could not be compared at all.

Su Nuan was still standing on the second floor, knocking lightly on the jade railing, watching Su Mo'er attack and kill Song Si, she didn't understand, the two clearly had no intersection, and Su Mo'er was not a killer, but why did she do this?

As soon as the powder sleeves moved, the entire Chunfeng Garden hall was brightly lit, and the six people of the Huashan faction who were taking advantage of the chaos to sneak around Song Si couldn't help but be stunned, and then saw that Song Si's empty door had been exposed, and they couldn't help but say, and at the same time they attacked with their swords, and they must put Song Si to death.

Ding, Ding, Ding......

The six Huashan Sect masters looked stunned, not understanding how Song Si had dodged their surprise attack and forced them back with six swords.

At the same time, Su Mo'er Zhenyuan, who swore to kill Song Si, mentioned that the two swords were staggered, the swords were grinning, and they flew out, if they were twisted by these two swords, they were afraid that Song Si would be crushed by the sword qi in an instant.

Hmph! Song Si snorted coldly, and then his figure flickered, and a sword broke through the void, and the six-foot sword gang broke through Su Mo'er's whirling sword qi.

There was a sword explosion, and the sword qi shot out, stirring up the large defensive array in the Spring Breeze Garden, and it appeared.

Su Mo'er slammed into the formation wall, fell to the ground and spun around, leaning on the sword and vomiting blood, adding a few more dark red colors to the bright red clothes.

Su Nuan picked up the frightened white cat, leaned on the jade railing, and gently comforted and continued to watch the battle situation downstairs, as for the sword qi that splashed near her, it had already disappeared invisibly.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, you said that you smashed the Spring Breeze Garden, who do you want to accompany the spirit stone?" Su Nuan stroked the white cat, looked at the snowy night outside the window, and showed a smile.

The white cat trembled and licked Su Nuan's jade hand obediently, as if answering her question, causing several chuckles.

Hearing the laughter upstairs, Song Si didn't get distracted in the slightest, at this time, in his eyes, in his divine sense, and in the sword momentum, there were only seven people who showed killing intent.

Song Si was shocked, and the six members of the Huashan faction suddenly separated, in groups of three, each forming a sword formation, and then the two formations merged again, forming a composite sword formation, and surrounded and killed again.

Seeing the power of the Huashan Sword Formation, Su Mo'er gritted her teeth to make Song Si fall into the sword formation, and made the first sword move, but when she heard a coquettish shout, Su Mo'er, who was dressed in red, opened the sword and turned into an ice eagle covered with sword feathers, and hunted strongly.

Song Si's eyes flashed with a cold light, he saw through the weakness of the ice eagle, and slashed out again with a sword that turned into a void, and the sharp sword qi decomposed the ice eagle like a cow, only to see the sword feathers falling in all directions, and the ice eagle's law was broken, revealing Su Mo'er's figure.

Being in the air, Su Mo'er, who vomited blood and saw red, was knocked away again before she could react, and the blood was dripping and miserable.

At the moment of breaking the move, Song Si suddenly felt a change in space, and the surroundings were dark, and the person had fallen into the compound sword formation of the Huashan master.

"It seems that we are not the only ones who want to kill Song Si. In a restaurant not far away, Mo Lixi sat at the window, watching the fierce battle in the Spring Breeze Garden, revealing a hint of surprise: "The skills are all good, except for Su Mo'er, the other six are martial arts cultivators." Strange!"

"Deputy Courtyard Master, aren't all martial cultivators united?" Deacon Zhou Qing was puzzled.

"Unity?" Mo Lixi sneered: "Who knows? Isn't Chunfeng Yuan the property of the first floor? Let them mess around and not deal with it?" Deacon Zhou notified the city guards on behalf of the first floor. ”

"Yes. Zhou Qing pinched his fingers, shot out a message sword qi, and shot towards the City Lord's Mansion.

"Also, command to go down and get the men outside the city ready. Deacon Zhou, you go in person. Mo Lixi stood at the window, showed a shallow smile, stretched out her hand to catch a few snowflakes, and exclaimed, "Such a snowy night is really beautiful." (To be continued......)