208 Drunken Soul (2)

Of course, if Qin Da Shao gave an order, Li Luo would definitely not dare to make a mistake. It's just that Xie Junhe was still staring at Shen Yanfei strangely, until he found that Yanfei was looking at Chu Tao in the distance. Xie Junhe looked in Chu Tao's direction in even more surprise, and the latter nodded mysteriously at him. What's going on?

Xie Junhe had no time to think about whether it was Shen Yanfei's conscience discovery or Chu Tao's arrangement, and only guessed that maybe they had also discovered Mo Yang's traces, and they didn't want the Feather Sword Sect to get involved. So he handed the bag he was carrying to Shen Yanfei: "Give it to him for me." ”

Qin Dashao really didn't say a word, and ordered to let him go. When the swordsmen rushed out by Li Luo's side, this person's face was really unsightly. However, Xie Junhe stayed. He only explained a few words to the swordsmen, and then returned to Qin Dashao's side. Li Luo's originally gloomy face was distorted into a ghost at this moment.

Xie Junhe glared back even more arrogantly and blocked his mouth.

"How?" Qin Shi asked when the swordsmen were gone. However, without waiting for Xie Junhe to answer, the old voice behind him had already smiled leisurely: "The moon shadow is gloomy, and the clouds are like blood, just when those with ulterior motives are waiting for the opportunity to move." ”

Qin Shi immediately saluted the short figure and said, "Teacher......" Xie Junhe turned around, and Zhang Xun's stellar eyes had already looked him up and down like knives.

In the long sky, there was a crackling sound of fireworks crackling, like the stars falling in the sky.

The whole sky suddenly brightened as day.

Xie Junhe looked back in shock, only to see that the pale sky reflected Chu Tao's stunned face. The bag was already in his hand, and it must have been Wei Lan's affection that had crossed the long river to his side. I don't know what he was sad about, because Xie Junhe thought that Svilan's eyes were just air. However, after a moment, he stood up as if he had woken up from a dream, and said loudly: "Junhe, Aotian Pavilion!"

These three words suddenly burst out from the bottom of my heart, reflecting Chu Tao's reminder. That's right, the fireworks came from the direction of the Aotian Pavilion, and a few days ago, the white-clothed holy envoys were surrounding the Aotian Pavilion and didn't know what to do. It's just that the loud sound is accompanied by an ominous fire. Without waiting for Xie Junhe to act, Zhang Xun had already stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "Master Chu doesn't have to worry, Aotian Pavilion is already empty at this moment, even if someone wants to get something from it, it must be an empty scheme." ”

Qin Shi also smiled disapprenously: "It's just fireworks, my father said that the wedding ceremony should add some excitement......"

But before he finished speaking, Xie Junhe's black shadow had already jumped over the courtyard wall. Immediately, a long hiss reverberated from outside the courtyard. The fireworks are still blooming brilliantly in the red clouds, like mixed peanut trees, and like colorful brocade. Everyone held their heads high and crowded around the courtyard one after another, admiring this spectacle.

Only Chu Tao looked at the direction of Aotian Pavilion solemnly. Several Qi family swordsmen who seemed to be drunk pushed him back to his seat, while scolding rudely: "Come on! You think this is on your land?!"

A fierce cold wind was blowing, carrying a heavy smell of sulfur. In the choking smoke, Chu Tao wrapped his white fox fur tightly and coughed heavily. A trembling hand brushed the cold tea bowl, and he couldn't drink it, so he gave up again. After self-injury, the slightest strange smell can induce a violent coughing and wheezing.

Qin Shi had arrived at his side in the blink of an eye, and ordered the waiter to change to hot tea.

"Sorry for the poor hospitality. ”

Chu Tao barely stabilized his breath and smiled back indifferently: "Qin Dashao, have you ever noticed, what else is in the smell of sulfur?"