Qin Yan's heart moved. The agreement that Lin Muyao said was exactly what he dreamed of, a chance to enter the library pavilion. Such a temptation in front of him was enough to make his mind turbulent, and he almost couldn't help but blurt out: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, let's go now!"

However, he stubbornly resisted the urge. This grand gift came at an inopportune time, at this time he was no longer the inconspicuous boy in the plum garden, but the high-profile master of the immovable real person. Yu Hanyan cleared his grievances as a disciple of Jiulong Peak, but it was not for him to smear the reputation of Jiulong Peak. Carrying this kindness, he had to think about it for Yu Hanyan. In this era, it is taboo to snoop on the secrets of other sects' martial arts, and this is not what the junior disciples of the Jade Fairy should do.

After thinking about it, I can only give up this rare opportunity.

Lin Muyao saw the change in the expression on his face, so he guessed his thoughts, and said, "What, don't dare to go? If you give up yourself, then don't blame me for not keeping the agreement." ”

Qin Yan turned a few thoughts in his heart, and finally couldn't completely give up the temptation, and said in a deep voice: "It's not suitable for me to go to the Library Pavilion now, if the eldest lady has the heart, why don't you help me bring out a book, that is, the "General Outline of the Sword Technique of Qingweiju", I must be grateful in my heart......

"It's beautiful!" Lin Muyao unceremoniously interrupted the second half of his words, glared and raised his eyebrows, his expression seemed to be angry, "Who do you think you are, who is rare in your gratitude, if you don't go, pull it down!"

Mu Chengxue's lips moved slightly, her expression hesitated, and she stopped talking.

Qin Yanben didn't have much hope, and when he saw that the eldest lady refused, he had to smile helplessly: "Then give up." The agreement between us was written off. ”

Lin Muyao glared at him hatefully, secretly complaining that he didn't know how to lift, and suddenly appeared as a disciple of Jiulong Peak, disrupting his plan. But now this person is indeed beyond her control, and his will and desire are beyond her control. All she could do now was to glare at him like this.

The colorful lights and shadows in the ring are still flowing and changing, but they don't hear the movement in them. Qin Yan had enough eyesight, and he could only vaguely see the two figures standing opposite each other, motionless, engaged in a thrilling illusion duel.

He frowned slightly. Judging from the level of illusion that Yu Hanyan showed last time, he should have been able to tell the winner a long time ago, and there was no movement at this time, so it couldn't be that there was any accident, right? He heard the Blood Wolf Monk say that the battle in the illusion was much more thrilling than the duel between fists and feet in reality, and if one was not careful, he would end up in a state of annihilation.

From this point of view, that Wu Qingqiong is still a little capable, and he can be inseparable from the Yuhan pipe. However, this is also the most dangerous, no one can survive a close battle, and the loser will pay a very heavy price, and may even end up losing both......

He stared at the two of them for a moment, and found that their posture had not changed from beginning to end, but their bodies trembled slightly, obviously because the will of the divine soul had been operating to the limit. If this continues, the loser will fall into the abyss, and the winner will never feel good.

No, Young Master Ben can't watch Senior Sister Yu die, so he has to find a way to help her. As for Wu Qingqiong Gongzi, I can only trouble you to sacrifice it!

Qin Yan lowered his head and looked at the ground, saw a stone, and suddenly remembered that he had lost the spiritual power of the Imperial Weapon Technique, and the strategy of the secret arrow to hurt people was impossible to use at all. After a moment's hesitation, he squatted down and picked up the stone, secretly thinking that the strong blood and qi penetrated into his right hand, and he wanted to give the stone the power to destroy gold and jade.

It's easy to spot, but it's not a big deal. Compared with Yu Hanyan's life, Jiulong Peak's reputation is nothing. Young Master Ben is just grateful to Yu Hanyan, as for Jiulong Peak, get out of the way-

At this moment, he suddenly smelled something strange.

It was from a short distance behind him, an extremely faint, fleeting murderous aura.

He suddenly turned around and walked between them under the surprised gaze of Lin Muyao and Mu Chengxue.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Qin Yan didn't answer, and the guards who were in the two young ladies' entourage had already noticed something unusual. Bai Lang and He Zhongyi shouted and roared, rushing towards the killer who came from beyond the crowd. With Qin Yan guarding the eldest lady by her side, they were naturally relieved that they could let go of their hands and compete for credit at this time. Bai Lang was even more energetic to avenge the sword revenge a few days ago.

Since the last assassination of Tianwai Loulan, the strength of the guards around Lin Muyao has doubled, and this time he also brought a few disciples under the master of the wooden hall, even if those killers came again last time, they would definitely not take any advantage.

But this time the killer was far more powerful than they expected.

It was a young man who had not yet reached the weak crown, with a handsome face, clear eyebrows and eyes, and clear eyes, which made people feel good about it. In fact, when Lin Muyao and the others came over, he had been standing in the crowd for a long time. He was wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt, with a slight scholarly and weak taste, and his smile was like a warm sun, and Lin Muyao looked at him more at that time. Who would have thought that such a clean and bright teenager would be a killer with extremely high martial arts?

There was still a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was strolling leisurely, facing the guards who surrounded him on three sides, and walked calmly. It was really an unpredictable and wonderful body, shuttling and wandering under the swords and fists of more than a dozen people, but no one could touch the corners of his clothes. When he walked out of the encirclement and came to Qin Yan's side, the master who rushed to the empty place only felt that he had lost his target in front of him, and he couldn't even find his trace again.

"It's amazing, and it's breathtaking. Qin Yan admired on his lips, but his eyes were cold, and he clenched his fists step by step, showing his killing intent.

Senior Sister Yu's life is in danger, but if you want to disturb Young Master Ben at this time, then don't blame Young Master for being ruthless. Whoever you are, since you're here, rest here!

As if sensing his intentions, a smile spread out at the corner of the young man's mouth, as if mocking his arrogance. The young man didn't stop, and walked straight towards Qin Yan, and between two steps, the color of the pupils in his eyes quickly faded, and only a palpitating emptiness remained in his eyes.

Seeing this strange appearance, Qin Yan was shocked in his heart, but his body's reaction was not slow at all, he took a step forward, exhaled and raised his voice, and a strong wind was stirred, and a punch like thunder smashed down on the young man's face.

There was a series of crackling sounds, and the fist wind palm shadow swept the figures of both of them into it. In an instant, the two have exchanged nearly 100 moves. The young man used his hands together, and his fingers changed, and he actually blocked all of Qin Yan's stormy attacks. You must know that with Qin Yan's current fifth-level Han Blood skill, ordinary masters will be paralyzed when they are touched by him, and even a first-class master like the Mu Tang Master will be unable to resist the invasion of Han Blood Toxin. This person took so many punches from him with the palm of his flesh, and he still looked like he was doing nothing, and this internal cultivation was enough to make the head elders of most sects in the rivers and lakes embarrassed.