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The spring rain poured down like a cold wave, the imperial capital was shrouded in a rain curtain, and the streets in many places had already converged into streams, and the rain fell, rolling up wisps of white vapor like a light mist, showing the spring cold. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A layer of white mist suddenly formed around Alai's body, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his cold and heavy fists had already hit Ning Bugui's back. However, before he could show his joy, his hammer-like fists seemed to hit a ball of soft cotton, and the energy that burst out of his fists was like a sea of mud. With a secret cry in his heart, Alai once again stepped on the splash of water that took off and shot at his feet, and he turned around, wanting to retreat.

At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he saw that the incomparably delicate long knife was provoked from the bottom up and slashed towards his chest. Feeling the tearing and powerful energy, Alai was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect this middle-aged man's internal strength to be so deep.

Fortunately, Da Liu's body was short, and he picked up a group of knife shadows and rushed towards the middle-aged man like a mang's needle, and the long sword in the right hand of the woman in the purple skirt holding a gorgeous umbrella like Su was already shooting towards the middle-aged man like a long rainbow.

Ning Bugui's eyes were colored, so he could only draw his knife and turn around, and the sword burst out, swinging towards the sword and sword. There were two more sharp and piercing metal strikes, and Ning Bugui blocked the killing moves that came from the two wild attacks, but Ah Lai behind him was pale, his fists changed his palms, and he suddenly shot out into the falling rain curtain.

"Huh, huh, huh", the drizzle turned into wisps of mist under the palm wind, making Ning Bugui's back palpitate, and the sword in front of him attacked again. Fear rose in his heart, and the stagnant water that flowed into a stream scattered under his feet, and the water that burst out and flew scattered all over his body.

"Hiss", Ning Bugui heard the sound of his clothes tearing, and then there was a huge pain in his vest, like a spicy and spicy burning feeling. His heart trembled even more, and Ning Bugui took away his knife with a slash, and the drizzle that flew diagonally around him split a blank space. And before he could make a movement, his chest was like a pinprick in his chest, which made his heart feel like it was being pinched, and the pain in his chest spread out at once, rushing straight to his brain.

The figure was stunned, but the feet were fast with strange footwork, and the long sword carried a sword that was ten thousand times colder than the spring cold again, and Ning Bugui's face at this time seemed to become pale. He scurried and rolled on the wet street, and immediately dodged the three of them's coordinated killing moves, but he no longer had the same ease and composure as before. Covered in rain, even more on his chest like peach blossoms, wet hair down his forehead, he was extremely embarrassed.

Dodging the attack of the three people, Ning Bugui's unwilling eyes were undisguised, he rubbed his legs on the street, and his body was like a leopard show, a few flashes and jumps, and soon disappeared in the vast spring rain. And the dazzling blood stains on the street were also washed away by the rain.

Three figures stood quietly on the street where the spring rain had fallen, and they did not chase the embarrassed figure. They stood on the street for several breaths, and did not talk, only the solemn eyes of the three of them could see how thrilling this time was. The woman in the purple dress holding the flower umbrella did not have any expression in her beautiful eyes, and there was no ripple on her delicate and perfect cheeks, but her purple dress was stained with a few drops of rain that drifted obliquely, like a bright purple flower, blooming on her gorgeous skirt.

The drizzle was silent, only the vast rain curtain, and the rain flowed down from the edge of the flower umbrella, like a glass of water, and the woman in the purple skirt in the umbrella, holding a long sword, a heroic breath spontaneously appeared. She is like a fairy in the umbrella, and under her not too soft eyebrows is a pair of shining Danfeng beautiful eyes.

In the wet rain curtain, a strong mountain-like figure slowly appeared, and Lai and Da Liu ignored the rain pouring on their bodies, but looked at the figure that penetrated the rain curtain. Gradually, a dark face and a stout body appeared in front of their eyes, and the person suddenly became Lao Li.

Feng Taishi Zhuo stood in the stone pavilion, he looked up, looking at the vast spring rain, as if he wanted to see something from the vast spring rain, but the rain was still the same as the rain, still with a little chill. A stream of water poured down from the eaves of the stone pavilion and fell on the solid stone ground, and then a few drops of water rebounded from the solid stone ground, and then reluctantly fell again, and other water droplets gathered together, slowly flowing towards the low-lying place.

"Alas, everything goes according to the heavens, and I didn't expect this day to come so quickly. That's it, that's it. The already old face but the firm body, and at this time, the old face was a little tired, and the firm body also began to show some rickety, Master Feng muttered to himself.

"Thousands of calculations, or undercounting the Ye and Ling families, is it providence, Guo Wei, Guo Wei, what else are you hiding, did you bring these into the mausoleum. The old decay is an old bone, do you have to go to your mausoleum to walk for a while? ”

A few puzzled colors flashed in Taishi Feng's eyes, and his gaze seemed to fall through the vast rain curtain in the palace, and he wanted to see what he wanted from the palace. Although the drizzle is like silk, the rain curtain woven into a large net isolates people, and no one can penetrate this rain curtain to see the entire imperial capital thoroughly. Even though Taishi Feng had stayed in this imperial capital for decades, he still hadn't seen through this ancient city.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and then a staggering figure stepped into the stone pavilion.

With a "wow" sound, Ning Bugui was soaked, and rushed into this stone pavilion with the cold air that attacked people, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood mist as soon as he entered this stone pavilion. The white marble floor suddenly flashed with a few gorgeous blood flowers, a few more gorgeous than the peach blossoms in March.

"Lao Li, Alai, Da Liu, I should have thought of it a long time ago, I didn't expect that the three major inspectors of the temple would be silently lurking in this Jingshi, and they would stay for more than ten years. Even this Taishi has been deceived, but he didn't expect to fight eagles all year round, but today he was pecked in the eyes by an eagle. ”

The tiredness on Taishi Feng's face seemed to be thicker, and the rickety body seemed to be bent lower. It is difficult to find the original brilliance in a pair of eyes that are as bright as a torch, only the cloudy gaze of an ordinary old man. He looked at the languishing Ning Bugui with pity, the Ning Bugui with a face like gold paper, and the incomparably delicate long knife that never left his body. He waved his hand, Ning Bu returned without any more words, and silently walked out of the stone pavilion, his steps slightly staggering.

The rain is still falling, and the four figures in the street and a gorgeous flower umbrella make the atmosphere particularly weird.

"It's confirmed, it's Feng Dao." A deep voice sounded, it was the last Lao Li to appear. And his tiger eyes shone with an incomparably determined essence, and he glanced at the other three. With his open chest, let the rain fall, his hair was already wet like a thousand streams.

"Just be sure, go back to the temple." Ah Lai looked at Lao Li, who was stabbed to death by himself, but he didn't have any surprise, nor did he have any expression. And Da Liu, whose face was a little pale, nodded in agreement. The three men turned their gaze to the woman in the purple dress holding the flower umbrella, waiting for her decision.

"You guys go back first, there are still some things to deal with in the Smoke and Rain Pavilion. However, I suggest that you go back in a few days, there should be some interesting things happening in Jingshi these days. The beautiful eyes of the woman in the purple dress showed a brilliant luster, and the words like a warbler spat out between her white teeth.

The four figures dispersed again, and gradually disappeared into the rain curtain.

Ling Tianyun returned to the courtyard where Feng Xiaocian was recuperating from his injuries, he did not return to the Zhao Mansion, but returned here alone in the carriage of the Zhao Mansion. After standing for most of the day, he was already exhausted, and standing motionless like this, and the pain he faced in the face of the enemies of the Heavenly Realm. Fortunately, the meeting between the Great Zhou Emperor and the envoys of various countries went very smoothly, and nothing unpleasant happened in the middle.

In addition to the people he was familiar with, there were more people in the courtyard, and it seemed that this courtyard had become a temporary residence for these people. Fortunately, although the courtyard is not large, there are still many rooms, and it is relatively quiet and quiet, and no one comes to disturb it. Among them, there was a little fat Taoist priest who caught his attention, the little Taoist priest was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he had extraordinary cultivation, and his cultivation realm was even impossible for him to see. And he also knew that the chubby little Taoist priest was the senior brother of the blue-clothed young man Ye Yinfeng, which made him very surprised.

Ye Yinfeng had an inexplicable affection for Ling Tianyun, they were like best friends who had known each other for a long time, and they both had a good impression of each other at the same time. But they knew that neither side had ever met, and they couldn't say why they had such a feeling. And when he heard Ye Yinfeng's experience in that restaurant, Ling Tianyun's heart moved, he didn't expect that Yelu Zongheng and Wanyan Zhantian would come to the imperial capital so swaggeringly, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart.

The older generation has the words of the older generation, the friendship between Feng Liandao and Zhang Xiaofeng is also very comparable, and the Shi Yinggong, who is known as the world's number one thief, the three of them seem to be talking about something, but they avoid these juniors. In this regard, Li Xiaoyao expressed his indignation, but in the face of Zhang Xiaofeng, who was full of frosty sword intent, the little fat Taoist priest finally chose to retreat.

Dugu Aoxue was very curious, she didn't expect to meet two such outstanding teenagers in this ordinary courtyard, and what shocked her even more was that the unique aura emanating from the blue-shirted young man also made her feel warm. Knowing that there was a change in her exercises, the pure and yang-like true yuan aura emanating from Ling Tianyun's body made the calamities brought about by her cultivation exercises like a relief. And the true yuan aura emanating from Ye Yinfeng's body like soft water gave her an indescribable sense of comfort.

Dugu Aoxue was like a white and holy Tianshan Snow Lotus, and her flawless fairy-like appearance in white also made the two teenagers very impressed. And Ye Yinfeng seems to have seen this peerless woman, but he didn't remember where he had seen it for a while, and Dugu Aoxue was in amnesia at this time, so Ye Yinfeng wanted to ask, but he couldn't ask anything.