23 red line

"You..." a "buzz" in the distant mind--

Then there is a blank.

It turns out that it's all this person's treachery. It's all him!

I really want to kill him with a sword now!

Kill him!

The ice grows rapidly on the snow-promoting blade. Zhi Feiyuan was a little surprised. However, when the paper blade flew back to his hand, it had been frozen into an ice blade.

It's terrible... murderous.

Paper Feiyuan sneered and said, "Well, do you want to stay and be my wife's dowry maid?"

No, calm down first. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

Even if I fight with him now, it's just a waste of life.

It's better to count...

"If you dare to keep me, I dare to stay." The snow sword flew back to the hand of the distant spirit.

"Good." Paper flying kites seem to like the refreshment of Yaoling. He said to the Qingyu case, "My wife should wait to marry obediently. Don't hurt this little girl who has never known you."

The bright eyes of the Qingyu case are slightly narrowed. She understood the words in Zhi Feiyuan's words.

If she dares to escape, it will be the distant spirit who will die.

The green jade case was silent, turned his back, and the green silk fluttered around his waist.

"My daughter met her husband before she got married. It's not in line with the rules. Please come back. I still have a lot to prepare."

Paper Feiyuan spread out his hands: "Okay, I'll listen to my wife."

He said that Bi really left. Step on the paper in the sky, and the body turns into smoke.

Paper Feiyuan is gone, but there are still two bodyguards watching, and it is impossible for Yaoling to escape.

But it doesn't matter. If you can't go back tonight, Wu Lingchun will definitely find them. At that time, he will not be afraid of defeating these two people.

"Please go back to your room to rest." The two bodyguards bowed to the Qingyu case.

The Qingyu case has moved. Yao Ling hurriedly followed.

"Why are you following me?"

"Ah? No, I'm not spying on you, I'm here to help you!" Yao Ling pulled the sleeve of the Qingyu case and whispered.

"You can't help me." The voice of the Qingyu case is as cold as snow all over the sky. "In your cultivation, you are not the opponent of Zhi Feiyuan at all."

Wow, it's too, too direct...

Can this be seen through?

Yao Ling is stupid. It turned out that the great beauty did not give any hope to such a small role as herself. It's beautiful, smart, and smart. It's really envied and hateful!

The Qingyu case stepped on the sky and went straight back to his room.

The treasure is dusty, and the makeup mirror is dark. Embroidered cold clothes, unintentional dress up.

"That's not the case... I got the silk thread you toss just now, doesn't it mean that I'm the helper you chose?"

Yao Ling took the embroidery needle in the hand of the Qingyu case. Her fingers suddenly had an electric current--

The strange embroidery needle is as thin as nothing, but it is unusually cold.

"At that time, I chose fifteen people, not one person." The Qingyu case coldly took back the embroidery needle and flies the needle.

It turned out that she did not expect that the appearance of paper kites would suddenly scare twelve masters.

What's more, I didn't expect the remaining three, two of which were paper kites, and the only one left was a big straw bag.

"Then why use it in this way? If you don't want to be forced to marry, you can go to Rain Lane to post a chivalrous list, and you can also find..."

"It's useless."

The silver needle paused on the newly embroidered peony. The bright red peony seems to have been pierced by a silver needle.

"You are so confused." The Qingyu case gave a cold look at Yao Ling, "Under the world, whether it is the government, the world, or the Taoist school, no one is not afraid of the demon clan, and no one dares to fight against the demon clan!"

I was not happy to hear this. From the beginning, this cold beauty was a young lady who refused people thousands of miles away, and now she says such excessive words!

"When was Yuxiang afraid of the demon clan? You should be responsible for insulting my master!"

"The four generals of the demon clan once cut the false fairy of the founder of Yuxiang under the sword. Who dares to say that he is stronger than the ancestor? Who dares to face the devil and put it on the front?"

This made Yao Ling ask. Although the disciples of Yuxiang took on many tasks, none of them had ever fought against the demon general.

Because it is strictly forbidden by the elders.

"So... you haven't tried that chivalrous list?" Yaoling is a little lack of confidence.

"Any commission directly against the four generals of the demon clan will be intercepted by the government and will not appear on the chivalrous list."

Well, the government is also afraid of the four generals of the demon clan...

"Bounty swordsman, Jianghu ranger, all of them are greedy and afraid of death..."

No wonder the Qingyu case is so desperate.

A weak woman is wandering around the world, helpless, and can't decide her own destiny.

What's more, she is still a charming woman with unique skills.

Countless people admire her and covet her. But there are several people who are willing to give their lives for the beauty with a smile.

But.

Yao Ling breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, there is still hope.

Even if people in the world are afraid of demons, there are six people who are not only not afraid, but also have enough strength to deal with them.

"There are also six sons. Have you looked for them?"

Yao Ling sat next to the Qingyu case and approached her and said. It doesn't matter if you want to hear the two outside the door.

Anyway, as soon as the sixth son arrives, they will be finished.

"Six princes..." Qingyu's face turned slightly red, "I don't like those cold and ruthless swordsmen."

Ouch?

Blushing?

Cold and ruthless?

Don't like it?

It is clear that there are no three hundred taels of silver here!

I don't know which one she likes? Wulingchun? It's too gorgeous to be the appetite of the green beauty; it's impossible for the moon prince to have disappeared for so long; and the water prince with the most beautiful sword in the world...

Judging from the little information held by Yao Ling, it seems that the cluster of water is the most likely.

It's a pity that as soon as I returned to Yangzhou, I ran away in a hurry. I didn't know what I was doing, which made the beauty wait here, hey...

"In a word, we will find a way to convey the information to the sixth son, and they will definitely help you, I promise--"

The distant spirit came out of the door, but flashed back: "Do you have any carrier pigeons here? No, no, I still pierced it with a spirit. I don't know if I will be intercepted by those two watchdogs--"

The green jade case put the embroidery aside and got up.

She seems to have hope, but she doesn't believe in this crazy remote spirit.

"Don't you believe me? Mr. Hong, one of the six princes, came out of his house this morning!"

"Don't use Lingza." The beauty frowned, called Yao Ling back to the room, and closed all the doors and windows.

"Use this."

As soon as the index finger of the green jade case is wrapped around, a red line turns out of the air.

"The thin feelings have been separated since ancient times. From beginning to end, the heart linger and passing through a piece of silk."

As she sang, the red silk thread circled the distant spirit's fingers and disappeared.

"The information has been brought to the place you mentioned."

It's awesome. The Qingyu case is not so much a god-like weaver girl as a master of illusion.

She is.

This kind of silk thread transmits information, which can only be intercepted with the only silver needle in her hand.

It's so wonderful, but I can't tell which school of magic it is. Yaoling has never heard of it.

There is someone outside the door.

Yao Ling walked over and opened the door "bangingly". Sure enough, it was the black watchdog who pestled at the door. Did he find something abnormal?

"Hey, why are you standing at the door of your wife's room? The dark shadow is scary!"

Hu Shanqing didn't say anything. He just raised his head and showed the cold eyes under the hat.

And Yaoling finally saw his face clearly.

When he saw him, Yao Ling thought that what she saw was a sword.

The eyes are as sharp as the blood moon, and the expression is as cold as the sun. The sharpness of the sword, the awe-inspiringness of the sword, the arrogance of the sword, and the king of the sword in the world. Only a sword can have such temperament.

West Wind Sword.

As soon as the west wind comes out, the world is desolate. In heaven and earth, I am the only one.

Although the west wind is solemn and domineering, it is another kind of emperor's spirit that makes people have to bow their heads and submit.

It matches so well with the man in front of Yao Ling, Hu Shanqing.

It is not a person who chooses a sword, but a sword that shapes a person.

Maybe it is the west wind in the hand of the fifth Hu Shanqing of the Celestial Empire.

"Nothing. Just confirm your wife's safety.

"Madam is safe now. Why don't you step back and stand at the door and probe your head!" Yao Ling stamped his foot and closed the door.

This Hu Shanqing is not easy to deal with. To be precise, it's the little girl who can't deal with him.

I hope the red line has arrived in Wufu, I hope...

Outside the door. Hu Shanqing walked away. He held his sword and looked at the direction of Wufu from the roof.

In his hand, he held a slender red line.

He wrapped the red thread around his fingertips, and the line disappeared.