Chapter 58 Night Attack

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the stars in the sky are blocked by thick dark clouds. The birds and beasts traveling at night are singing happily, and the yard is quiet like ruins, even without a little candlelight. Since Jin Kun left, Jin Xia has not lit the lamp again, because he will practice until he is exhausted every night and then sleep directly in the yard until dawn.

However, in the past few days, Xia practice also slowed down the rhythm and went back to the room. Say goodbye to the noise during the day and lie comfortably in the soft **. I don't know who will appear in my sleep. It may be Mengyu, or it may be my parents. It has been more than half a year since I left Bailiu Village, year after year.

Suddenly, Xia woke up from his sleep, and an extremely dangerous breath rushed to his heart. His clear eyes looked at the door, and the dark surroundings were extremely calm.

"What's going on? Did I have an illusion? Jiang Xia muttered, but in the next second, a white light hit him, and the cold light shone in the night, revealing the murderous atmosphere.

Jian Xia's face changed and he quickly turned over and got out of bed. Sure enough, someone wanted to hurt himself. "Who attacked me in the middle of the night?" He cursed angrily, and a few cold white lights burst out, burning Xia's anger, and a blue light gushed out of his body, intercepting all the attacks.

"Damn it." Xia ran the power of the spirit of water, protected his whole body, and then rushed to the door. But just as he took a step forward, a glass-like strong diaphragm emerged from the door. The light flashed on the diaphragm, and Xia was immediately shocked and retreated.

"What is this?" Jiang Xia was shocked and turned his head to look at the window. He moved and wanted to jump out of the window, but something strange happened again. Even the window had a glass diaphragm. When he was caught off guard, he fell to the ground by the diaphragm bullet.

Looking at the flashing mask at the door and window, General Xia finally understood that she was trapped in the house with a baby similar to "black silk mesh", so she couldn't escape at all.

"Wo, ss, ss." The sound of breaking the wind came, and white lights like sharp blades roared, forcing Xia to dodge everywhere, and there was not even a chance to analyze the opponent's situation.

In a blink of an eye, the tables and chairs in the room were fragmented by the white light. With the sensitive ear power and the protection of the water film, Xia could barely cope with it, but he was so suffocated that he didn't even know who the other party was. He became more and more angry. "Bastard, let me know who you are. I have to kill you."

Every time Xia tries to calm herself down, the attack will sweep away. I'm afraid that if it goes on like this, I'm afraid I'll be hit by the other party's target on the spot.

"The sound of the piano?" A faint movement was caught, and there was an answer in Xia's heart. On second thought, it is useless to know who the other party is. It is covered with treasure in it, and the attack is so dense. In addition, the room is so small that it is difficult to use the "vortex of force".

Jiang Xia tried to break out twice in a row, but it didn't help. He didn't know what kind of treasure it was to trap himself. With his fingers, it was difficult to shake the dragon's hand, and even the two dragons spitting beads only shocked him. I'm afraid that there is only a little hope for the "whirlpool of power", but the other party's attack is faster than Cai Ye's during the day. Even if he uses the "whirlpool of power", he will be beaten into a hornet's nest.

"What should I do? What should I do? Jiang Xia was a little anxious. At this time, a trace of sharp tingling came out of her eyes, and a pair of clear eyes in the night suddenly turned into a pair of faint purple pupils. The next second, there was an extra picture in Xia's mind. In front of the door of the room, a figure sitting cross-legged on the ground was playing the piano, and the dense white light like a sharp blade came out of the strings.

"It's really that bastard." Xia was furious, his heart moved, and then the air shook faintly, and two sword-like purple rays shot at the door **, "Boom!" The purple light first hit the glass diaphragm at the door, and the diaphragm emitted a burst of white light, "Ding!" With a soft sound, a transparent teacup with faint power fell at the door.

The sound of the piano outside stopped abruptly, "How come?" The voice was full of disbelief, the pupils became sharp, and two lavender lights quickly bombarded the piano in front of him. Bang!" ( Bang) With a sound, the wood chips splashed everywhere, the strings broke, and a figure was thrown out heavily, falling to the ground and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

"Well, Wen Zhen, why did you come to me in the middle of the night?" He restored Xia's eyes to clear and dark, slowly walked out of the house, and held a transparent teacup in his hand.

Wen Zhen's face changed dramatically, and the sharp pain came from his body. He looked at General Xia with a frightened face. "You, how can you break the "Glass Cup"? Do you have the strength of the King of Martial Arts?"

"I'm asking you now, right?" Jiang Xia's face was cold, and her eyes were full of murderous intent. "I didn't expect you to assassinate me so shamelessly? Don't you have confidence in yourself? If it hadn't been for Xia's intention, his bones would have been gone.

"Me?" Wen Zhen's breath was wilting, and his eyes were gloomy. "I just want that place to go to Fengyangzong to get the magic ukulele."

He twisted Xia's eyebrows and said in a low voice, "So you came to assassinate me?"

"I don't want to be assassinated. I just want to seriously injure you so that you can't participate in the competition tomorrow."

"Why should I believe you?"

Wen Zhen was shocked, and then shook his head feebly, "Since I have nothing to say in your hands, the whole Yunxuanmen will know what I have done tomorrow, and my master and the master will not let me go."

"You are really stupid enough." After scolding Xia, he said in a low voice, "Get out of here!"

Wen Zhen raised his head and asked puzzledly, "Don't you kill me?"

"Well, since you don't want to kill me, why should I kill you? If I'm stupid enough to kill you, Yun Xuanmen will definitely not let me go." Jiang Xia still remembered the matter of taking the quota to Fengyang Sect. The demon ukule is the most important thing. He didn't want to lose this opportunity because he killed Wen Zhen. "Get out of here!"

Wen Zhen gritted his teeth and looked unwilling. Then he took out a jade slip from his arms, "Jiang Xia, can I ask you something?"

"Oh?" Jiang Xia was slightly surprised and smiled faintly, "Do you want to bribe me? Can't I keep it a secret for you?"

"No, I hope you can return the "Glass Cup" to me. I secretly took it out from my master. In my hand, I have a roll of sixth-order piano skills given to me by my master, which is more valuable than the "Glass Cup", so."

"Six-order piano skills?" Jiang Xia's eyes suddenly became cold, and he grabbed it from the other party's hand. He didn't even look at it and stuffed it directly into the storage ring.

The heartache on Wen Zhen's face was really tearless. "Jing Xia, I also gave you the piano skills. Give me back the glass cup!"

Xia played with the transparent teacup in his hand, and a faint wave of power emanated from above. He asked with great interest, "What's the use of this thing?"

"This glass cup is a treasure with an auxiliary surname. After trapping people inside, the outside attack on them will not be affected in any way, but it is difficult for the people inside to come out. Even the King of Wu has to spend a lot of trouble." Wen Zhen was unwilling, but he answered honestly.

"What a baby." Xia rubbed his chin, and a trace of obsceneness flashed in his eyes.

"Jing Xia, this thing?"

Moved Xia Xinyi, and the glass cup had disappeared in the palm of his hand. "Hey hey, I took this thing. You go!"

"You?" Wen Zhen was completely dumbfounded. His throat was salty, and he spit out a mouthful of blood angrily. "But you have taken my sixth-order piano skills. How can you do it?"

A trace of evil smile across the corners of Xia's mouth, "Hey hey, the glass cup is my trophy, and the sixth-order piano skill is the mouth fee you give me. Master, I took your things. I will not only not investigate what happened tonight, but also keep it secret for you. Just continue to be your respected third brother."

Wen Zhen vomited blood angrily and said sadly, "But I secretly took out the glass cup from my master. If he knew it, he would be very disappointed."

"Then I don't care. Anyway, your master doesn't know that you took it. If you don't say it, I won't say it. Who knows?" Jiang Xia began to coax and deceive. Anyway, as soon as he left Yunxuanmen, he patted his buttocks and left. Naturally, the more the baby made, the more appointments he sent to the door for nothing. Don't be a fool.

Wen Zhen is already regretful. Why did he provoke such a evil star? Today, looking at the performance of defeating Cai Ye with a move of Xiang Xia, I couldn't calm down for a long time. It happened that tomorrow's opponent was him. In order to successfully go to Feng Yangzong to seize the demon five-stringed piano, the only way was to do this.

A confident plan is good. After hurting Xia's residence, who knows that he did it by himself after injuring him? But I didn't expect to lose my old capital. Up to now, he doesn't know how to break through the shackles of the glazed cup.

"Master, I'm going back to bed. Third brother, please do your own." Xia Da swaggered around and entered the room, throwing Wen Zhen a proud back. Tonight, Xia Ke really made a lot of money, but it's all due to the mysterious purple eyes.

It was not until Xia disappeared in front of his eyes that Wen Zhen stood up blankly and looked at the debris on the ground. His eyes were full of resentment and hatred. He had no choice but to go back first and then think about countermeasures.

" By the way, third brother, do you know that you have to abstain from tomorrow's game?"

The joking sound came from the house, followed by a "slam" sound, and someone fell to the ground.

Ps (tears for collection, tears for recommendation, o (∩_∩) o)