Chapter 17: On the Golden Pool
Ye Guhong said lightly, "In that case, let's sit here for a night."
When Shen Xinyu saw that Ye Guhong listened to his own words, his mouth bent slightly. The three of them picked a table and sat down, ordered a few small dishes and wine, ready to entertain the long night.
"Sister Shen, this wine..." Ye Guhong looked at Shen Xinyu roll up the wine bottle and couldn't help but straighten his intestines, just following the heroic actions in the world. Zeyu frowned. Fortunately, there were not many people in the inn now. Otherwise, Shen Xinyu's reserved behavior, which was a woman, would be laughed at generously.
After a few sips, Shen Xinyu put the wine bottle on the table and showed two crimson faces. Looking at the stunned expressions of the two men, she didn't seem to feel anything wrong and looked at them doubtfully.
Zeyu coughed several times and said positively, "Sister Shen, are you a daughter's body, or is it better to touch less alcohol?"
Shen Xinyu glanced at him and said unconvinced, "Can't my daughter's house drink? Come on, let's compete and see who drinks more.
At this time, she was a little drunk. Ze Yu and Ye Guhong looked in their eyes, shook their heads and sighed secretly, and would not compare wine with her.
Amo's shopkeeper knocked on the plan plate behind the stage, but his eyes looked at the three people from time to time, as if they were on guard. Seeing that the three of them were drinking and talking, soon, in less than half a night, the wine-delivery dishes on the table were swept away by them. Shen Xinyu did not continue to drink and retain some sobriety under the obstruction of Ze Yu and Ye Guhong.
"Well, it's not my fault. I only care about linger on the street, which makes me lose Wen Zicheng." Shen Xinyu complained to herself, and her drunkenness was a little stronger than before. She held her cheek and played with long chopsticks with one hand. It was very casual, but more touching. Ze Yu's eyes glanced at her and was slightly infatuated for a moment.
Among the three, only Ye Guhong is the most sober. He said, "There has been a recent abnormal movement in the Red Devil Altar. We Qianjianmen have always assumed the responsibility of supervision. Now Wen Zicheng has hurried and secretly come to Huazhou. It must be some bad intentions in the Red Devil Altar."
Amo's hand calling the abacus suddenly became confused. Hearing what Ye Guhong said, the three of them came to Huazhou this time to track down Wen Zicheng and investigate what was wrong with the Red Devil Altar. If they found that the Jinchi Inn was the secret power stronghold of the Red Devil Altar in Huazhou, the consequences would be really unimaginable.
After all, Amo is not a wise and decisive person, and his heart panicked and squeezed out a cold sweat.
"Oh, shopkeeper, are you all right?" Shen Xinyu's sharp eyes saw Amo's uneasiness and asked kindly.
Amo wiped his forehead with a smile, "It's okay, it's just a little hot..."
All three of them felt strange. At this time, it was a cool spring, especially when it was late at midnight, and there was still a slight chill. The shopkeeper said that it was really against common sense for him to sweat.
Amo put down his calculations with a guilty heart and tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said, "The little one wants to go to the second floor. Please help yourself."
Shen Xinyu and Ze Yu both looked at the back of the shopkeeper rushing to the second floor. They felt that the shopkeeper was mysterious, but they did not delve into it more. Only Ye Guhong frowned and thought about it.
Lan Yuer's room is next to Chen Rufeng's room. Amo knocked on the door for fear of alarming others.
The door was consciously opened when no one came. If he hadn't known Lan Yuer's martial arts, Amo would have thought it was a ghost and a ghost and was scared to death.
Amo walked into the room, and a seductive fragrance of powder came to his nose, which made people think. The fire on the table suddenly lit, and the room was clear. Lan Yuer was lying in ** in an extremely seductive posture, with a graceful body, which made Amo swallow a few mouthful of saliva continuously.
"Amo, you suddenly came to disturb me late at night. Isn't there anything wrong?" Lan Yuer spoke like a slight gasp. Amoton felt that an invisible hand held his neck, and the threat of death was full of ecstasy charm. Lan Yuer was very disgusted that someone disturbed her to rest and go to bed. If Amo couldn't say a reason, she was afraid that she would lie down on the spot.
Amo didn't dare to hesitate and said timidly, "There are three people from Qianjianmen downstairs, saying that they are tracking the white envoy who came here."
"Are they coming to investigate us?" Lan Yuer restrained a little murderous intention, and Amo immediately relaxed and breathed a long breath.
"Yes, but they don't seem to have found out the secret here."
Lan Yuer looked at him and praised, "Well, I know. I have my own plans for this matter. Please step back."
Amoru was pardoned, withdrew from the room and walked downstairs in horror.
In the secret place on the corner of the second floor, Ye Guhong's eyes were solemn, and Shen Xinyu and Zeyu behind him looked at each other.
"This shopkeeper is really weird. Brother Ye, your vision is really amazing!" Shen Xinyu said admiringly, and her eyes fell on Ye Guhong's back with shallow intoxication.
Ze Yu snorted secretly and poked out half of his head with Ye Guhong. There was no wind and no waves in the corridor, and the room that had just been lit also returned to darkness.
Ye Guhong whispered, "The room that the shopkeeper just entered may be strange. I'll find out and find out. You stay here."
"No, we have to follow, in case there is any danger..." Shen Xinyu objected.
Ze Yu also said, "There are many people taking care of it. Maybe there is a great person in that room."
Ye Guhong couldn't resist the two, so he had to let them be careful.
The three of them walked on the corridor and gradually approached Lan Yuer's room.
The footsteps were silent, and only three people walked quietly.
When they arrived at the door of the room, the door opened and the three of them were shocked.
There are black lights in the room, and nothing is missing.
Only a burst of powder rouge smell swept in.
In the dark, Qianying slowly stepped out of the middle. Lan Yuer gently danced red sleeves, bare feet, her eyes with charming waves, and a smile appeared in front of the three people.
"Mei Zun!" Zeyu and Shen Xinyu exclaimed.
Lan Yuer smiled. Although Zeyu and Ye Guhong are the best in Qianjianmen, they can't help feeling that they are in a trance and their footsteps can't stand firm.
Although Shen Xinyu is a woman who is not confused by her charm, she is also deterred by her beautiful face and difficult to speak.
Ye Guhong is the most powerful of the three people. Before he stood up, he had a faint intention to block the threat for them. "I don't know if the shopkeeper just listened to the conversation between the three of us and hurried to find Mei Zun. What is the purpose? Please tell Mei Zun."
Lan Yuer's eyes shot, and all the charming colors were concentrated in her pupils. Ye Guhong set up a clear mind, built a barrier to resist, widened her eyes, and competed with Lan Yuer's charming light. The two looked at each other and did not distinguish between high for a moment.
"Not bad." Lan Yuer took the fine light and her eyes were charming. "I remember that I saw you at the World League that day. You are the famous Ye Guhong in the Thousand Sword Gate, right?"
Ye Guhong said lightly, "Meizun is flattered. Please answer my previous question."
Lan Yuer smiled and said nothing, and her murderous spirit suddenly surged, and her red sleeves were like waves, rolling in.
Ye Guhong didn't expect that Lan Yuer would suddenly be a killer, but he was also a quick-responder. The light of the Langyue sword shone, like a bright moon in his hand. The red sleeves danced like ten thousand snakes and pierced into Ye Guhong's sword light in all directions. In the narrow corridor, the two have had a fierce confrontation.
The tip of the Langyue sword stirred up the red sleeves of Lan Yuer one after another, and the magical cuffs kept swinging like a python. The sword spirit splashed on the Langyue sword, like moonlight turning into water, pouring around his body.
The swordsmanship was being used to be proud. Ye Guhong turned the moon sword, and the sword arc split, and the strength was great. He forced Lan Yuer's sleeve dance back and found a gap.
At first sight of a flaw, Ye Guhong hurriedly walked away with his sword, urging his sword spirit to stab the gap. When the Langyue Sword was about to be broken, a black circle appeared from it, superimposed layer by layer, which was condensed by magic power. Ye Guhong stabbed the sword, and there were bursts of vast magic along the sword. The tiger's mouth was about to crack and was forced to retreat. At this time, the red sleeves around him were rolled out and turned into arrays of ropes to tie him up. .
Zeyu and Shen Xinyu saw that the situation of Ye Guhong was not good. The dragon Xiaojian and the frost sword came out of the sheath. The golden sword light and the snow-white sword light rushed out at the same time. The two sword shadows cut into Lan Yuer's sleeve net, but temporarily relieved Ye Guhong. Lan Yuer had to separate the red sleeves to deal with them. The sleeves danced smoothly, and Zeyu Shanhe swordsmanship The sword is fierce, like a mountain split stone, but the red sleeves can avoid its sharpness. When the sword spirit is violent, it can shrink and avoid it. After his sword strength is exhausted, he will come back. Even the sleeves are sent wildly, Ze Yu has to resist the sword and find an opportunity to fight back.
Shen Xinyu's sword in his hand cut out several swords and cut it like a polar snow, but the magic power in Lan Yuer's red sleeves was extremely powerful. She waved several times to break the sword spirit and besieged her like a demon tentacles. She shouted, and the frost sword was full of brilliance, like the glory rising in the snow. The sword shadow turned around and opened the red sleeves that had invaded one after another. Although she did not fall behind for the time being, she was also entangled and could not escape.
Ye Guhong was busy dealing with the black gas round gas, and the Langyue sword appeared in the heavy sword shadow, but the black circle seemed to be endless. Whenever he poured out his sword spirit to pierce a circle, a circle appeared to supplement, which was very boring.
The four-person corridor fights, and the footwork can also make various changes in a narrow space. In particular, the three people of Qianjianmen show the essence of Qianjianmen swordsmanship. In addition, there are three thousand swords present, and the swords are full of energy. They swing left and right in the red sleeve net, and the offensive is fierce. Lan Yuer is worthy of being charming and respected, and she is also easy to deal with the three people. Compared with the fierce sword spirit of Ye Guhong with the heavenly demon seal, the sleeves dance makes it impossible for Ze Yu and Shen Xinyu to work together with Ye Guhong. It is exquisite and difficult to explain in a few words.
The battle situation suddenly changed, and the three people of Qianjianmen were connected. Although they were in different directions, they stabbed the same point with their swords at the same time. The three swords worked together, and the three swords penetrated straight through. With a bang, Lan Yuer closed her sleeves and retreated a few steps, and the Tianmo seal was also broken.
The three people's steps turned sharply and walked side by side. Langyue Sword, Frost Sword and Long Xiao Sword were cut forward together. The three swords were pressed down, the frost was overwhelming, the moon was cold, and the mountains and rivers collapsed. Although Lan Yuer had the ability to pass through the sky, she could not stop this powerful sword spirit.
Only a clear roar, it seems that several phantom cranes pass by and swim through. If there is a suction power, the three swords will be instantly cleaned up