Chapter 39 Night

Chapter 39 Night

Since I saw the butterfly dance in front of me, Dugu picked flowers everywhere. Grandma, why was this girl not so attractive just now? Dugu picked flowers and drooled on the table and came forward: "Nu, are you lonely?"

"I'm lonely." The butterfly clothes danced and looked at Dugu picking flowers with a charming smile, and the fragrant round fan rushed over the eyes of Dugu picking flowers, and the intoxicating fragrance overflowed. It really makes people intoxicated, and it is even more necessary to pick flowers. At this time, the flower picking has been intoxicated in this fragrance.

The swordsman secretly pinched a handful of Dugu picking flowers. The latter roared: " boss, why are you pinching me?" After roaring, Dugu Caihua looked aggrieved: "Just now, this girl was lonely and asked me to accompany her."

"The owner of the butterfly door has 20 or 30 male pets. Who are you?" The sword clan spread the voice for thousands of miles and cursed.

Dugu Caihua woke up and quickly wiped his saliva. He thought it was true that the woman in the butterfly door did not have a few male pets, but I was used to conquering women. As for Xiaobai, forget it. Although Dugu Caihua has thought so in his heart, his saliva has not stopped.

Butterfly dance's fingers gently hooked Dugu Caihua's chin and threw her charming eyes: "The dancer is very lonely. She really needs someone to comfort her. Why don't you come and accompany the dance tonight?"

"Okay, okay, I will definitely bring my broken gua hammer." After saying that, Du Gu Caihua pulled out a hammer from his waist and pressed the hammer handle. A lotus flower bloomed at the tip of the hammer and came to the tip of the nose of the butterfly dance. He couldn't hide his excitement: "This is the fun of the bed battle. At that time, I will definitely make the little girl happy."

The sweat of the other three men at the table turned out to be so heavy.

Butterfly Dance looked at the lotus in front of her, and a smell floated. Butterfly Dance couldn't help frowning. At this time, a maid went to Butterfly Dance's ear and whispered a few words. The butterfly dance's face was instantly furious, and Yecha's nature leaked. He grabbed the broken gua hammer: "Kid you ever been to Dieyi Mountain in the Qin Empire two years ago?"

Dugu Caihua thought for a moment and nodded: "It seems to be good there,,,,,,,,." Before Dugu finished his words, he directly spit on the swordsman: " boss, why are you stepping on me? You are not authentic."

Hearing this, the swordsman looked at the brother in front of him in astonishment, which reminded him of a sentence, not afraid of pig-like opponents, really afraid of pig-like teammates. However, for the happiness of the brother in front of him, the sword clan grabbed the ice blade at his waist, directly pricked Dugu's feet, and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms with his right hand: "This is "Jinchuang Baiyao." Go somewhere else and don't get in the way here.

Dugu picked flowers and looked at his feet tragically and turned red: " boss, you are too cruel."

The butterfly dance looked at the swordsman an unsently, who only glanced at it plainly. Dugu Caihua took the golden medicine and went elsewhere with his feet lame. The butterfly dance looked angrily at the back of Dugu Caihua leaving, and then turned his head to look at the sword clan: "How long can you protect him?"

"Do your best." The swordsmen spit out two words like gold.

Jian Xiao laughed and said, "The heroes will meet tomorrow. It's rare for everyone to get together thousands of miles apart. Why don't we get some meat dishes today and make do with it?"

"Mix dishes." Meng Huaxian and Pingping stared at Jian Xiao, and the butterfly dance said, "Is there any meat in this Zen courtyard?"

"Yes, I have already asked about the taste of meat. Let's go to the kitchen and get it.

Menghua Xianping looked at the swordsman with a stunned face. The latter shrugged helplessly.

Naturally, several Jianghu bosses were full of wine and food at this meal. Everyone didn't expect that in addition to meat, there was a good Jiangzhou Daqu in the Zen courtyard. As for Xiao Yu and the swordsmen were worried about Wanrong's problem, they didn't call them up.

The darkness fell, and the demon fire hanging in the sky also took away the last afterglow. In the instant's room, the swordsman sat on the chair and looked at the distance: "Can you feel the mysterious soul chasing the jade?"

The 16-year-old girl next to

nodded: "A big piece, is the sword brother going to steal it?"

"Zen Buddhism is full of crises, and people from all walks of life are gathered here. The Violet * family knows that you can sense and purify the soul to chase jade, so you have to be a thousand times more careful." After saying that, the swordsman took out a veil from his arms and covered his face.

After finishing these swordsmen, he said, "I want to investigate." As soon as the sword clan finished speaking, the door "popped", and the white sword clan disappeared in an instant.

After a while, a girl came in from the outside and smiled: "Shuner, sleep with Sister Wanrong tonight."

In an instant, she nodded obediently.

A dark sword clan around it fell several times in the Zen courtyard, and the Zen courtyard on Diefeng Mountain was also a nine-entry house. According to the records of the family, the sword clan soon found the room of the public lost superior and lay on the beam, and there was still a trace of candlelight in the room of the superior.

The swordsman stretched out his finger and just wanted to poke a hole in the window paper, but his heart was not good, and he pointed back to a dark shadow. Unexpectedly, the shadow was still clever and said, "It's me." The swordsman hurriedly withdrew their true spirit. If they poked the people in front of them to death, I guess they would not want to continue to live in the half-moon empire in their life.

Menghua Xianping came to the sword clan and spit out a mosquito-sized voice: "Brother Jian will also be interested in Xuanhun chasing jade."

"Your Highness also seems to be interested in hearing that this can double the practice time and enhance a person's ability in all aspects."

Dream words Xianpingyao denied: "Your Highness saw you float out like a ghost, so I followed you."

"Don't move. Someone" the sword clan signaled.

Sure enough, as soon as the swordsman's voice fell, two dark shadows fell from the sky into the open flat ground. Looking at the two people in black in front of him, the sword clan and Meng Huaxian looked at each other. Judging from the size and body method of the two people in front of them, it was not the sword flute and the butterfly dance.

Menghua Xianping sent out a thousand-mile voice: "Aren't these two people been bickering?"

The swordsman shrugged helplessly, saying that they didn't know.

With a creak, a bald head in cicada clothes came out. The two people on the beam sensed the momentum of this person. Who will be the public loser who is not a guest during the day?

"Amitabha, the two heroes are all good." The loser held the Zen beads and practiced a Zen ceremony.

A petite woman with long hair and shawl stepped forward: "Your superior, you must know him."

"The butterfly dancer is the master of the butterfly door."

"You are familiar, old bald donkey, hand over the soul to chase the jade, and I will spare you immortality." The butterfly dance floated with two sleeves, and a thin sword pointed directly at the man who lost his superiors. If you don't hand it over, I will kill him. As soon as the butterfly dance finished speaking, the two figures came out from behind the public loser.

The voice of a heavy middle-aged man floated in the courtyard: "Will the butterfly door and the magic door only rob the soul of the martial arts to chase the jade?"

"Brother, you don't understand that the Xuanhun Chasing Jade is what everyone wants. You should know that the sword family had a strong man 25 years ago. Twenty-five years later, as the magic door of the sword clan, how could it be willing to fall behind his cousin." The voice of a middle-aged woman followed.

Looking at the two people with low eyes, the swordsman was a little speechless. The middle-aged man was dressed in a gray robe, with a * in his hand, a golden crown on his head, and a middle-aged woman standing next to him, also in a gray robe, but he was holding a long sword in his hand. The sword clan can't go down to see what the two middle-aged men and women look like, but from the sound alone, the sword clan can already determine who the two people with low eyes are.

Menghua Xianping came to send another thousand miles of voice: "Who are these two people?" The swordsman looked at Menghua Xianping depressedly. How angry are you? Can you save energy? The swordsman is preparing to speak.

"Dword King Swordsman." Jianxiao drew his knife and said, "Do you still want to stop me from investigating Xuanhun's pursuit of jade?"

The middle-aged man and the middle-aged woman pulled out their blades. The middle-aged woman grabbed the gray robe on her body and pulled it up. The gray robe fell down, revealing the white gauze. The middle-aged woman shouted coquettishly: "Butterfly dance, my sword master is no worse than you."

Looking at the beautiful skin of the jade shoulders and the twin peaks that were enough to be proud of the world, Menghua Xianping sighed in his heart. Suddenly, Menghua Xianping saw a few drops of water in front of him flowing straight down, and his heart was stunned. He turned his head and saw that a man in purple was hooking on the top beam.

Menghua Xianping suddenly felt that he was extremely small, and the person in front of him was really powerful, because behind him was Dugu picking flowers.

The swordsman is calm, because they have long noticed the smell of picking flowers. If this man is not a night owl at night, it will be very uncomfortable. However, the next time, the swordsman immediately became nervous.

The butterfly dance over there hasn't spoken yet, and the female swordsman here has asked the boss: "Shangren, your roof hasn't been repaired for many years."

The loser said calmly, "It's been nine years."

The drizzle was silent. The rain came really in time. At the moment when Dugu picked flowers and drooled, it began to rain. The butterfly dance also pulled off his black clothes. Since it had been seen through, there was no need for this layer of strong clothes on his body. The same dress, the same skin was like snow, and the two men on both sides looked straight.

The swordsman sighed with emotion. At this juncture, the two women actually came to a strip show at the last minute. Please, you are not those runway models on the earth. Hurry up and fight. The more intense the fight is, so that I can go in to see the mysterious soul chasing jade.

Time passed mercilessly. As long as the drizzle poured on himself, the butterfly dance was also shocking, and the female swordsman over there was no exception. After a long time, the female sword saint spit out a sentence: "Butterfly dance is indeed worthy of being the first beauty of the Qin Empire in those years."

"You are not bad either." The butterfly dance spit out a few words coldly.

"In any case, I, will not allow anyone to take away from here, Xuanhun Chasing Jade." As soon as the female sword master's sword was swinging, a sword spirit shot out obliquely and scratched on the open ground.