Song Yu failed to get a blow and took back the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan.

Hu Xian'er looked at Song Yu, Qiu Bo secretly gave her a look of charming expression, and said with a smile: "Oh. My Song Lang, you are getting more and more elegant. People say that you are killing Wei Jie. But I look at you and I'm going to die..."

Song Yu snorted coldly, without saying a word, put the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan together and stood in front of his chest, and was fully alert.

Hu Xian'er continued to say softly: "Oh. My Song Lang, Xian'er is so impatient to think about you. She just deliberately revealed a flaw for you, just waiting for Song Lang to come and embrace me, but she doesn't want Song Lang to be so ruthless. Does Song Lang really hate me so much? Just for such a devastating woman, she has to treat me like this? Huh..."

Hu Xian'er's charming eyes followed one by one, and her voice was swaying more and more.

Song Yu felt his breath rolling, his spiritual power scrambled, and shouted: "Enough!"

Song Yu suddenly shouted loudly, and swung his sleeves, and saw a silver light flying towards Hu Xian'er. Hu Xian'er sneered and sang in the air, and his clothes were fluttering, like a red glow.

Hu Xian'er stabilized her body, turned her back to Song Yu, but she was holding a flying knife in her mouth. Hu Xian'er reached out to take off the flying knife held in her mouth, stretched out her tongue and gently licked the flying knife blade. The sharp blade of the flying knife instantly cut a hole in Hu Xian'er's tongue, and a drop of bright red and beautiful blood flowed out.

A beauty with red makeup, a flying knife with silver light, beautiful as blood, and captivating souls.

"Oh. My Song Lang, your face is getting more and more handsome and charming as you grow. But why is your flying knife skill not improving at all?" Hu Xian'er still looked at Song Yu and smiled slightly. Suddenly, he held the flying knife in his mouth and bit it gently, and Hu Xian'er bit off a piece of the steel flying knife.

Hu Xian'er put the bitten half of the knife tip in her mouth and giggled, as if she was eating a honeydew melon.

When Song Yu saw Hu Xian'er catch his flying knife, he swung his body quickly and waved his long sleeves. Several cold lights flew towards Hu Xian'er. Hu Xian'er smiled faintly, his body moved, and flew up and down, like a colorful butterfly flying on a flower. Where the few cold lights passed, even Hu Xian'er's belt was not covered with half of it.

Song Yu looked at Hu Xian'er coldly. Before she could stabilize her body, she waved her sleeves and another cold light shot out. The cold light flew into the middle of the way, and suddenly it turned into a cold star.

Hu Xian'er smirked, and stood alone out of thin air. She slowly squatted down and put a fair, slender and strong leg on the other thigh. It turned out that Hu Xian'er was wearing nothing under her wide robe.

Hu Xian'er gently stroked a ** from her toes to the base of her legs with her hands, and looked at Song Yu with affectionateness, as if a charming lady was seducing her lover.

Song Yu closed his eyes and took a deep breath before slowly opening his eyes.

Hu Xian'er put the flowing water piano in his hand on the horizontal cucumber, shook his sleeves, and stretched out his two slender hands. Hu Xian'er's ten fingers were slender and white, like an orchid.

Hu Xian'er actually gently played the flowing water piano, and saw the sound of the piano melodiously and melodiously, twisting thousands of times, like crying and complaining. Hu Xian'er seemed to be playing a song for her lover at this moment, expressing her heart.

The silver-light cold star flew to Hu Xian'er, and the nearest silver-light cold star was next to Hu Xian'er's long black and upturned eyelashes.

But Hu Xian'er's piano sounded at this moment, and the silver-light cold star seemed to be fascinated by Hu Xian'er, and it was hanging in the air and no longer moving forward.

Song Yu destroyed his spiritual power and pointed the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan forward. He saw that the silver-light cold star trembled continuously under the influence of Song Yu's spiritual power. However, he could not move forward at all. Song Yu's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, causing spiritual power to continuously destroy the silver-light cold star.

Hu Xian'er smiled slightly, and her two orchid-slim hands flew continuously on the running water piano.

The sound of the piano is fast and slow, like a stream flowing forever.

Hu Xian'er suddenly played a low feather sound on the flowing water piano. Suddenly, the silver-light cold star was so heartbroken that Hu Xian'er played a clear palace stairs and a flowing battle stairs one after another. After the three tones were played one after another, the sound of the flowing water piano suddenly changed, and suddenly the sound of killing gold and stone was revealed.

After the sonorous sound of the piano, the silver-light cold star suddenly turned around and attacked Song Yu like a meteor. Song Yu hurriedly took back the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan, unfolded the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan, rotated the Fan, and formed a spiritual shield in front of him.

The silver-light cold star attacked backwards and hit Song Yu's Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan's spiritual shield. In an instant, silver light splashed and spiritual energy flew. The silver-light cold star attacked backwards carried Hu Xian'er's spiritual power. The spiritual power was too powerful. Song Yu was shocked by the powerful spiritual power and retreated quickly. The Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan also followed Song Yu to retreat quickly.

Song Yu hurriedly lured the spirit back to the empty space, and destroyed the power of the inner elixir. He slid over the river and stabilized his body. When Song Yu put away the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan, he felt a hint of chill on his left face. When he reached out and touched it, his spiritual shield was broken by the cold light. His left face was shining by the cold light, and a hair-like wound was cut on a handsome face. At this moment, a few drops of blood were oozing out.

Hu Xian'er's jade hand was swirled gently, pressed the strings of the "Liu Shui Qin" and said softly: "Oh, Song Lang, didn't hurt you. If your handsome face was accidentally scratched by Xian'er, Xian'er wouldn't know how distressed Xian'er would be. Haha..."

Song Yu's face turned pale and had already put away his romantic and sensual expression. He threw the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan and wrapped his hands into a ball. After the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan fell, it spun between Song Yu's hands. Song Yu's hands were spinning around the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan. A powerful spiritual power formed a ball, wrapping the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan.

Song Yu recited the magic trick and saw the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan slowly unfolding in the spiritual power ball, rotating rapidly with the rotation of the spiritual power.

The spiritual power ball surrounded by spiritual power was becoming larger and larger in Song Yu's hand, and the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan was also spinning faster and faster in the spiritual power ball. When the spiritual power ball was as big as a full moon and the spiritual light was overflowing, Song Yu pushed forward with both hands. The spiritual power ball instantly dispersed, like a flowing light, while the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan was as fast as a comet, attacking Hu Xian'er at a rapid speed.

I saw that in the flash of light, the mandarin ducks and the universe fan fan turned into countless rapidly rotating flywheels, pounced on Hu Xian'er overwhelmingly.

Hu Xian'er's face did not change. She raised her right hand and slowly stroked her left hand from right to left from the strings of the "Flowing Water Piano". Then she gently dropped a pair of delicate jade and played the "Flowing Water Piano" again.

The sound of the piano is melodious and quiet, like crying and complaining, but it is a song called "Yangguan Sandian".

Hu Xian'er gently opened her red lips and sang softly: "Qinghe Festival is spring, the morning rain in Weicheng is light and dust is light, and the green willows are fresh in the guest house. I advise you to have a glass of wine, and you will have no friends when you go west to Yangguan. On the frost night and frost morning, you will travel across Guanjin for a long distance. I am so sad that I will be hard and bitter, bitter and bitter, and cherish myself."

I saw that under the sound of the "flowing water piano", spiritual power was winding and blooming, just like a chrysanthemum in Zhongnan Mountain.

As Song Yu's Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan flew, he touched the blooming spiritual chrysanthemum petals and immediately dissipated. Song Yu was secretly frightened and quickly destroyed the inner alchemy spiritual power, constantly leading to the Mandarin Duck Mandarin Duck Fan.

The Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan rotated faster, making a stream of light. The shadow of the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan was no longer visible around Hu Xian'er. It was just the light emitted by the two spiritual powers that kept colliding, allowing you to feel how intense the battle between Song Yu and Hu Xian'er was.

Song Yu went all out, and Hu Xian'er's face remained calm and continued to sing softly: "The morning rain in Weicheng is light dust, and the green willows are fresh in the guest house. I advise you to have a glass of wine, and go west to Yangguan without any friends... The fragrance is everywhere, and the wine is ordered to be wine, and the heart is mellow before drinking. After catching a chin, she will be able to say that she will be able to turn into a silence. How many patrols can be taken? Thousands of patrols can be finished. Infinite sadness, Chutian Xiang River is separated from far away, and I will be able to support Honglin. Chi Sushen, Chi Sushen, Chi Sushen, Chi Sushen, like blind dates... like blind dates..."

Song Yu heard Hu Xian'er sing "Infinite sadness, Chutian Xiang River is far away... like a blind date... like a blind date..." Suddenly, he felt that spiritual power was difficult to gather and his breath was disordered.

A trace of sadness slowly rose from the bottom of her heart. She saw that Song Yu seemed to have returned to the southern border, and returned to the years when the green grass and green flowers lasted forever...

The Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan suddenly lost control, and all kinds of phantoms disappeared instantly. However, the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan quickly came back under the control of Hu Xian'er's "Flowing Water Qin". Moreover, the spiritual power was so strong that one after another appeared. The apertures were like extremely sharp blades attacking Song Yu. Song Yu was about to die in an instant.

“Border of Changting Ancient Road

Fragrant green and green sky

A song of Yangguan is over

Where to find a soulmate in the world..."

Suddenly, a deep and sad voice came from Jinshui. Suddenly, a figure floated over, and a sound of a pipa came with the deep and sad voice.

The sound of the pipa was accompanied by dispersed spiritual powers blocked between Hu Xian'er and Song Yu. The two spiritual powers dispersed colorfully after the two spiritual powers shone between Hu Xian'er and Song Yu.

Song Yu's Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan passed through the pipa music. Hu Xian'er's spiritual power was blocked outside. Qiankun Fan became powerless and slowly flew to Song Yu's chest.

Song Yu was shocked and came to his senses. He reached out and grabbed the Qiankun Mandarin Duck Fan.

I saw a woman with gray hair and wearing a brown and beautiful robe falling lightly on the smoke-wave painting boat. The woman looked about thirty years old, but her face was pale and her gray hair was flying in the wind. However, looking at the woman's face, you can vaguely see that she was once a beautiful woman.

The gray-haired woman didn't even look at Hu Xian'er, stood proudly on the smoky boat, and said coldly: "You are also worthy of playing this song "Yangguan"! Don't you give me a chance to get out!"

Hu Xian'er saw the gray-haired woman, but her face changed drastically as if she had seen a female ghost. She picked up the "Liu Shui Qin" and walked away quickly.

"Song Lang. Jiaqi is like a dream, I'll wait for you... Haha..." Hu Xian'er's charming voice gradually faded away with her charming figure.

Song Yu jumped gently and fell from the air on the other end of the smoke-wave painting boat. Facing the gray-haired woman, Song Yu knelt down on one knee with his hands and said, "Thank you for your help for your life. I hope you can tell your name, Song Yu will definitely be rewarded in the future."

The gray-haired woman snorted softly and said coldly: "If it weren't for my relationship with you Changlemen, I wouldn't bother with you. You Changlemen are still so unmotivated and practice this technique of replenishment. You can't even resist Hu Xian'er's "flowing water sound", and your spiritual power is messed up in an instant. It's so embarrassing."

After the gray-haired lady said that, she turned around with her pipa in her arms. Song Yu felt that the speed of her body was rare, but she seemed to have a shadow of her own Phantom Illusion in her vague way, and she couldn't help but feel very strange.

After breakfast, the sun was already a little dazzling.

Liu Hanyan said to Caiqi: "We will go to the manor today to check and see if we can find something, or what we have missed."

Caiqi said: "Senior Brother Liu, I have this intention too. The last time I was in the Guanyin Zen Temple, they probably discovered something, so they were prepared. But this time we suddenly chased after me and discovered the secret of the manor. I guess they would not go back to avoid being discovered by us. Maybe there are still some clues in the manor that we have not discovered."

When Gong Qingqing heard that she was going to visit the manor again, she also yelled to follow her. Seeing that Gong Qingqing was seriously injured, Caiqi advised her to stay in the inn and recover from her injuries, but she insisted to follow her.

Liu Hanyan said, "Junior sister, let her follow me. Junior brother Lin has made great progress in his cultivation. Following us may be very helpful to us when necessary. Leave her alone in the inn. If the dwarf or the monk comes up, or someone else finds that she is left alone in the inn, it will be detrimental to her, and it will not be even worse."

Gong Qingqing snorted, "Hmph, are you caring about this girl? But I don't appreciate it. This girl has decided that when Kobayashi grows up, I will marry him."

Lin Jinghong blushed and said shyly: "Sister Gong, don't be happy with me anymore, okay?"

Gong Qingqing went over and hugged Lin Jinghong's neck and said, "Why, you dead boy, I look down on you, you dare to push me and stop me!" Gong Qingqing spoke to Lin Jinghong while secretly glanced at Liu Hanyan.

Liu Hanyan didn't look at Gong Qingqing and got up and left. Gong Qingqing was so angry that she pouted and scolded: "Die pervert."

Lin Jinghong looked at Gong Qingqing and asked, "Sister Gong, what did you say?"

Gong Qingqing hit Lin Jinghong on the head and cursed: "Idiot, I'm not scolding you, let's go."

Gong Qingqing pulled Lin Jinghong, who was still ignorant, to catch up with Liu Hanyan and Caiqi.

The Furong City is still a three-step and a two-step whistle.

The streets were crowded and busy. The people were still living numb and busy, as if they were no different from the past. Caiqi asked Liu Hanyan and said, "Senior Brother Liu, you and I were in the Guanyin Zen Temple by the river that day.
Chapter completed!