Chapter 43 Joan's wedding with cold frost

The moon is high and low, leaning on the two shadows, empty and melancholy.

The wind was bleak, and it was still said that Joan's wedding was cold frost and did not open for a long time.

At night, it was as thin and cool as muscles, and the Jingxianju, famous as the four cities of the universe, also had such a barren land, with weeds growing over the top of the head.

A few scattered huts can't see the decay inside, but from the green and yellow wooden doors, you can see the traces of time. Under the depression, it is obvious that this is an abandoned garden in Jingxianju.

Above the eaves, the sound of the wind creaks across the doors and windows.

The navy blue shadow stroked the tassels in front of his forehead, and a delicate and white face, like a heavenly man.

In the time of a fragrance, his eyebrows raised a total of two times, but the taste of teasing between the corners of his mouth has not been reduced.

"Hey, are you going to keep talking?"

The wind is facing me. At this time, my tone is not light, and there is such a night. The navy blue jade robe was slightly raised, rolling up an oblique angle against my bright and white chest as the moon. I quietly appreciated the murderous atmosphere in the other party's eyes.

"When did you find me?" The man, dressed in blue and yellow, finally opened his mouth after a long confrontation. His face was not clear, but under the hazy moonlight, he only left a beautiful back.

is just a back.

The plain gown is on the ground, and a wide pair of shoulders stand in the wind. Through the cool night, I could almost feel the delicate face with its back to him slightly**. An elegant state, shining around the blue and yellow man, in the meditating air, you can't smell his breath at all. Perhaps, from the beginning, this man has never thought of hiding his identity. However, the breath that involuntarily emanated from his body seemed to have made everything clear.

"I forgot..."

A touching smile slipped across the corners of my mouth, as if there was a beautiful woman opposite me. The tall bridge of the nose complements each other on the jade-like face. Although it was late at night, there was a faint pink color between the slightly thin cheekbones. Maybe it's because I drank too much wine, or because I've been smoked in the beauty incense for too long, and I unconsciously added a little drunkenness.

At the feet, there is a sparse sound of weeds, which is uncertain.

For the first time, the corners of my mouth raised slightly, and an image of the other party's scabbard was reflected in the dark pupils.

Seven annihilation swords.

Cut the sky and the earth,

Destroy the gods and demons and destroy the underworld in the sky.

Such a main sword, even if its owner has never appeared, you can know that there is only one person in the world who can use it.

So it's really him! Seven Annihilating Swords... I should have thought of him.

I raised my thick sword eyebrows. In fact, I really forgot what I found him. Maybe it was when he solved the only living mouth in Mingyue's hand for the first time in Jingxianju, maybe it was when he hid in the dark and peeked at the flowers and thinking about his clothes, or maybe it was when he watched me recruit maidservant in a corner of the Feixian Building.

"This time, you really played too much. Killing Cangji has no impact on me at all, so you don't have to look for bloodless people to kill Cangji at all. I really don't understand. Did he take so much effort to give me the murderer? This doesn't look like his style.

He snorted gently, and his warm yellow clothes were like a faint lamp, which was not dark. I have never said that it has anything to do with you. Since you know it, I just want to kill him. Besides, I'm not interested in you."

I put my hand around, and the corners of my eyes couldn't hide my smile: "From Liuyiju to Jingxianju, I've been chasing me. It turns out that you are not interested in me. It's amazing." I raised half of my finger and made a slight tapping sound on my arm.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" He looked serious, as if everything was real.

I'm a little impatient. I just want my peace. You've had enough, can you return the blue to me, Yue Qinchuan?"

Month Qinchuan? Qin Chuan, the owner of the Tibetan Flower Pavilion?!

I smiled secretly and didn't know what he was doing. Is it possible that he had amnesia and didn't even know his identity?

The warm yellow man groaned a few times, paused for a while, and then tried to leave. Even if you want to leave, you should let Piaobi go before you leave.

The moonlight is bleak, and my feet are gently staring. I have already come behind him. At this distance, I can see the clear and transparent lines on his back robe.

I was subconsciously stunned and always felt that some places were so strange.

A sharp sword hit my heart in an instant. The sword has come out of its sheath, and the cold light reflected from it is condensed like fat, which also gives people a cold feeling of dizziness. This is the first time I have really seen this rare sword in his hand.

Seven annihilation sword, no, this is not a seven annihilation sword at all, but because of the similarity of the scabbard that made me hallucination.

Red-blooded color condenses the sword body, transparent and bright. The sword is in the eyes, the eyes are in the sword, and the best state of a good sword is the same as the master, so that you have me and I have you. Only in this way can users use the sword in their hands even with their own ideas.

I have always believed that swords are spiritual, and he will distinguish his master, just like the sword in his hand at this moment.

No, I really can't call it the Seven Annihilation Swords. It should be another famous sword in the world - Mo Hong.

The sword is ink red, kill the person who should be killed, kill the person who should be killed, wherever he goes, the demon is frightened.

In the world, how many luxurious and sacred names have been given to such a sword, just because the owner of this sword is a hero who admires more than the name of this sword in the world, admires Hong, and the second world owner of the Ming Dynasty.

"I admire you..." My eyebrows were raised again, and I don't know if his surprise at this moment would be no less than mine.

The warm blue face finally turned from the back, with awe-inspiring righteousness hanging between his eyebrows.

A warm yellow atmosphere dangled on the tip of his forehead, without a light smile or gentleness, seriously like a towering mountain.

I tried to hide my inner shock. If I recognized the wrong person, it was him who just followed me. If I recognize the wrong person, then how should I explain what he just said?

Perhaps, it can only be said that he is the one who spent a lot of money to kill the vicissitudes without trace, and it is also he who is eager to silence.

He put down the sword against my chest and slowly withdrew it into the scabbard. Now, can I go?"

My face is still calm, "I'm curious why I know your secret, but you don't kill me. Aren't you afraid that people in the world know that the heroes they have always admired will also collude with bloodless people and commit assassinations?"

Qing Muhong gently nodded the tip of his nose, showing a rare half smile, "Su Yunliutian, as far as I know, has always liked to care about other people's affairs."

It turns out that this man, the man that the little girl likes, knows myself as well as I do.

I stretched out a hand and blocked his way, but asked a question that I didn't quite understand. As the second world owner of the world, one-third of the world belongs to my own family. What's the reason to hate the boss of a brothel? In addition, Jingxianju invites people from the water world and the dark world to participate in the Feixian Conference every year. They are not the same thing, but this also shows the respect and sincerity of Jingxianju. What on earth is it for? There seemed to be a very strong line, which involved me, and something blurted out like this.

"Why do you want to find a bloodless person to kill the vicissitudes?"

When I asked this question, even I was surprised. Since then, I have become such a mother-in-law and love to care about other people's affairs. What's more, the other party is still the big boss who has been unpredictable.

"Let me tell you why!"

Another warm fragrance condensed, which seems to be a little familiar.

The vicissitudes of life is like a secluded wind, coming between me and Qingmuhong. He kept a slight smile on the corners of his mouth and looked at us kindly. Even in front of a person who wanted to kill him, he was still calm. It seems that all this has nothing to do with him.

I suddenly have a feeling that no matter who is in this amazing fairy house, no matter what top-secret thing has been done, it seems that everything is under the control of vicissitudes. Because, after all, Jingxianju is his territory, and there are still some secrets hidden in this territory that belong to the vicissitudes of life. Jingxianju should not be as simple as a brothel.

Qingmu Hong was stunned and didn't say anything. At this moment, I don't know how he feels at this moment, or I still want to solve a hundred vicissitudes with one sword.

"Because of my birth and my existence, it is a great shame for all righteous people. Am I right, admiring you?" The vicissitudes smiled, indifferently as if nothing had happened.

Qing Muhong looked at the distance and said nothing. Obviously, he acquiesced to what Cangji said.

"What the hell is going on?" I hate this feeling. I don't know anything. What's going on?

Cangji stroked my shoulder, and a pair of slender hands slid across my arm.

A glass hand, accurate, steady and fast.

Suddenly, a flower note in my arms has been easily taken out and sandwiched between my fingers. He leaned against the tip of his nose and sniffed faintly, with a provocative smell. However, I know at this moment that the martial arts of vicissitudes are definitely not below me. Does he already know that the flowery in my hand is my real weapon, not the tassel sword on my back?

"Su Yun..." Cang Ji did not look at Qing Muhong, and his deep voice was uncomfortable and depressing.

I looked into his eyes, empty and dark.

He took a deep breath and put the flower note back between my skirts.

"Do you know that my surname is Bei Gong!"

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