Lin Wanqing and Lin Wanjun sisters watched his movements, and only felt that the clouds were flowing smoothly, incomparably smooth, and there was a different kind of beauty in the moonlight.

Long Jian smiled slightly, the muscles on his face squirmed, and after a while, he turned into Zhang Xiaotian's appearance.

This dragon sword was naturally pretended by Zhang Xiaotian.

His movements were natural, and the steps were slow, but methodical, as if making tea should be done like this.

In his previous life, in order to disguise his needs, Zhang Xiaotian specially learned the tea ceremony, and if he talked about the realm of pretending, this way could be the first in his previous life.

In this life, he has achieved martial arts, greatly enhanced his body control ability, and can fit one step after another into the natural environment.

"Tea is hot and cold, and the cook is hot, although the aroma is overflowing, it is not the original style."

As for what is cold, although Zhang Xiaotian did not elaborate, but the movements of his hands have explained everything thoroughly.

All kinds of spiritual liquid poured out of the bamboo tubes, this is the dew of a hundred flowers that Zhao Yusen asked people to prepare in advance, the flowers are spiritual flowers, and the dew is morning dew.

The dew of a hundred flowers is mixed in a bamboo tube, one hand shakes, one hand condenses on it and rotates slightly, the source force falls from the fingertips, and the water surface below flows into a whirlpool, slowly blending into one, first it is green like a deep pool, a moment of clarification, the water waves of hope are not exciting, if a clear spring reflects the bright moon, no need to speak, self-showing the artistic conception of tranquility.

"A handful of cold moons, please taste the two girls."

The skin is like jade, the bamboo tube is emerald and green, and there is a touch of moonlight reflected on the water surface, which is quiet and elegant, and can be directly painted.

In this artistic conception, Zhang Xiaotian, who had just killed someone opposite, was like a dust, as if he had descended from the earth.

The Lin sisters were stunned for a moment, Lin Wanjun immediately turned the surprise in her eyes into a thick disgust, and her sister Lin Wanqing was looking forward to the tea in Zhang Xiaotian's hand.

His eyes moved with Zhang Xiaotian's action of handing over the tea, his mind was pure, all the red dust was noisy and far away, the worldly distractions were no longer there, there was only this hand and this tea in front of him, and he couldn't help but get drunk in his heart, why do you need wine to be intoxicated?

She took a deep breath and took it solemnly, not delicately and lying, but slowly raised the bamboo tube to her lips, opened her mouth to inhale, and a clear spring flew into her mouth.

"Good tea!"

As soon as you enter the mouth, if the tasteless water slides down, the feeling of surprise has not yet been born, as if listening to the thunder in a silent place, it instantly bursts out of a very rich aroma in a very light place, and it is received immediately, and then it appears again, and the shade is converted back and forth several times, as if it is only for a moment, and it seems to be extremely long, and finally it is calm.

"Whew!"

As soon as Lin Wanqing opened her mouth and spit out, it was a fragrant fragrance.

Lin Wanjun snorted, and the disgust in her eyes couldn't hide her curiosity.

"Wanjun, you can taste it too, it's really good tea!"

Lin Wanjun couldn't hold back the curiosity in her heart after all, took the bamboo tube from her sister's hand, opened her lips slightly, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then his complexion changed, first with disdain, then with surprise, then with a smoky look, and finally with unfinished business.

Zhang Xiaotian and Lin Wanqing looked at each other and smiled.

Lin Wanqing said softly: "Thank you Zhang Gongzi for helping." ”

Zhang Xiaotian waved his hand and said, "If it weren't for the detailed information you provided about the dragon sword, I wouldn't have been able to disguise it like this, besides, the matter hasn't been done yet." ”

"That's—"

"I'll leave now, and you guys get ready."

When Lin Wanjun opened her eyes, Zhang Xiaotian was gone, she looked at the empty tree stump, there was a trace of struggle in her eyes, and then disappeared into the dark light.

The Zhao family's mansion.

Zhang Xiaotian rushed in from the gate like crazy, and several guards guarding the gate were surprised, what happened to the second young master of the Long family?

In the lobby, Zhao Wenhui was talking to the housekeeper Zhao Laiyun about something, when he saw Long Jian rushing in in a hurry, he suddenly sighed in his heart, and then looked back, but his son Zhao Yusen was nowhere to be seen.

"It's not good, something happened to Yu Sen."

Sure enough, as soon as Long Jian entered the lobby, he immediately shouted, "Uncle Zhao, it's not good, Yu Sen, he was captured by two female assassins." ”

"Female assassins? It's the two remnants of the Lin family again! ”

Then I was surprised, with the martial arts of the dragon sword, these two daughters of the Lin family should not be opponents.

But the next moment, Long Jian (Zhang Xiaotian) said the "reason", "I also blame my nephew for being careless, and fell for the other party's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, otherwise I can't let Yu Sen's younger brother have an accident!" ”

Seeing Long Jian beating his chest, although he was anxious, Zhao Wenhui still comforted him, stepped forward and said: "Don't blame the virtuous nephew, but the matter of my Zhao family dragged the virtuous nephew into the water and caused trouble to the virtuous nephew." ”

While comforting Long Jian, Zhao Wenhui glanced at Zhao Laiyun on the side, signaling him to hurry up and gather people.

But before Zhao Laiyun went out, he heard Long Jian say again: "The other party left a note, saying that Uncle Zhao can only go to meet alone, otherwise Brother Yusen will be killed." ”

Zhao Wenhui's face changed, and he reached out to take the note handed by Long Jian, the beautiful handwriting on it he had seen before, it should have been from Lin Wanjun's hand.

Glancing at the note, Zhao Wenhui hesitated, could it be a trap?

Although the son is important, his own life is even more important, after all, he has more than one son, and he is not too old to have children.

Just thinking about it, I heard Long Jian say again: "My nephew has an idea." ”

"Oh, let's hear it."

"It's better to divide it into two groups, one group is Uncle Zhao who goes alone to meet the two female assassins, and the other group Uncle Zhao arranges for some masters and little nephews to answer in the back to deal with emergencies, and people don't need too many, otherwise it will be easy to show their feet."

"Makes sense!"

Zhao Wenhui nodded approvingly, he was able to come up with this quite feasible method in a short period of time, the second young master of the Long family was very eye-catching, no wonder he could be favored by the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

"Okay, just do what the virtuous nephew says. Come and transport you, call the dragon woman and a few guard leaders in the family, and meet the second son at the foot of Wuhua Mountain, I will go to meet these two female dolls first. ”

"Understood, master must be careful."

"Don't worry, just because those two girls can't kill me, I want to see what other means these two remnants of the Lin family have!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wenhui's face was already full of hideousness, and he already had the idea of killing the Lin family sisters tonight.

The night is like water, and the moonlight is like sand.

In the dense forest of Wuhua Mountain, a figure jumped like a star pill, moving forward quickly, and behind him, there were eleven figures not far away, not far away, and Long Jian was also among them.

The meeting place proposed by the Lin sisters was Menghupo, a place that Zhao Wenhui was very familiar with, and there was nowhere else to hide except for a small forest in the north.

Why was it chosen in that place?

Zhao Wenhui felt a little strange in his heart, the terrain of the Tiger Slope obviously did not have any advantages for them, and the Lin family sisters were definitely not stupid, so such a choice must have deep meaning.

More than an hour later, the Tiger Slope was already in front of him, Zhao Wenhui's figure slowed down, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked around.

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