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He was wearing a light purple robe, covered with cranes, his hair was as white as silver, his eyebrows were trimmed and his phoenix eyes were shining, his eyes were like cold lightning, he could hit people's hearts directly, and he was powerful without anger.

He stood in front of everyone, facing Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun, his eyes seemed to be mocking, and he sneered calmly.

Jiang Nanyun smiled lightly, the frost sword trembled slightly, and let out bursts of low groans, revealing excitement, finally there is a master worthy of a battle.

"Mr. Song. Commander Li clenched his fists, looking respectful and a little ashamed.

The old man bowed his head lightly and nodded: "Commander Li, what happened to the prince?"

Commander Li blushed and snorted in a deep voice: "This woman's martial arts are too strong, we didn't attack it!"

"Just a few more ways and just break in!" Mr. Song frowned and said displeasedly.

"Lord Wang, he ......" Commander Li shook his head and smiled bitterly, he sighed in his heart, if he destroyed the prince's study, even if he could save him, he would be severely punished afterwards.

Besides, he already felt that something was wrong in his heart, for such a long time, if it was not good for the prince, he would have done everything a long time ago, and then he would break in, and it would be in vain to confuse people's hearts.

"Get out. Xiao Yuesheng glanced at everyone, shook his head, and hummed softly, his voice still sharp.

"Okay!" Jiang Nanyun replied lightly, his lotus feet moved, and he stepped out in one step, and suddenly appeared two feet away, facing the old man surnamed Song.

"Stay with you!" The old man stepped into his palm, like a claw like a palm, and grabbed Jiang Nanyun Hao's wrist, and his palm was very fast.

Jiangnan Yunliu's waist swayed lightly, like a weak willow supporting the wind, light and elegant, and the long sword swiped towards his throat.

The old man surnamed Song sneered, met with his other palm, and pinched his fingers into a diamond, shaped like a sharp cone, piercing the body of Jiang Nanyun's sword.

Jiang Nanyun flipped the sword lightly, his movements were light, and he changed his sword body to a sword blade to meet the old man.

The two of them are smart, the tricks are exquisite, and the changes are even faster and more free, far beyond ordinary people, and the kung fu of one move, several changes are all unfolded, and the number of changes in one move is really amazing.

Commander Li made them stunned, and secretly admired, Song Lao deserved to be the worship of the palace, and his mastery was amazing, and they could not match.

Xiao Yuesheng carried a wooden box, looked around, and watched more and more people rush over, and the entire palace gradually moved, and his brows furrowed.

If it weren't for him hiding his identity and restraining his behavior, he would have solved this old man surnamed Song with a snap of his fingers.

Jiang Nanyun was entangled with the old man surnamed Song, but his mind was on Xiao Yuesheng, and he was shocked when he saw the master frowning.

She suddenly fastened, and a cloud of sword light spilled out, like a bright moon falling in front of her, the light was soft but bright.

The old man took a step back, sneered, and the long sword at his waist came out of its sheath, cut into a little cold, and pierced into the glory.

"Ding Ding Ding" A series of crisp sounds continued, like firecrackers, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of sounds were finished.

Jiangnan Yun's swordsmanship is continuous, which seems to be unpleasant, but it seems to be slowing down.

In the blink of an eye, the two faced dozens of swords, her figure floated, took two steps back, held the sword obliquely, and looked lazily at the old man surnamed Song, lazy and charming.

The corners of her mouth were smiling, and she was happy in her heart, for a while, this old man's martial arts were the most skillful, and she felt comfortable with her hands.

Playing against weak hands, his eyes are full of flaws, he hates them for being dull, and he feels that he is not interested, and he is not interested in winning, and he has no interest.

Now that she has met an eye-catching master, she is itching.

"It's still grinding!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted softly, his voice was shrill and thin, like a steel needle piercing people's eardrums.

Jiang Nanyun sighed helplessly, nodded and said, "Okay, okay." ”

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, his figure shook, and he appeared in front of the old man, carrying a big box in one hand, and was about to leave from him.

"You can leave it for me too!" The old man shouted angrily, and as soon as the long sword was sent, it turned into a little cold, and he arrived in front of Xiao Yuesheng in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, slowly stretched out his hand, and flicked his fingers lightly, like a fly.

The sound of "Ding ......" sounded, and the aftermath lingered.

The old man's figure froze forward, and the long sword suddenly stopped, and then swung away to the right.

Xiao Yuesheng's finger happened to hit the sword body, and the internal force contained in the finger was strong, and the long sword almost flew away.

Jiang Nanyun floated forward and said softly: "It's better for me!"

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, with resentment, complaining that she was playful, but she didn't know the situation outside, after all, it was the palace, and it was inevitable that some strange people would be provoked.

Jiang Nanyun's long sword was erected, and he put on a pillar of incense posture towards the sky, and snorted lightly: "Who are you and what kind of martial arts are you doing?!"

The old man surnamed Song secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the internal force on the sword was as vast as a river, and he couldn't resist it, if he followed it again, it would be difficult for the numb tiger's mouth to hold the sword.

Hearing Jiang Nanyun's words, she couldn't help but be stunned, and then she was annoyed, this woman was obviously despising herself and teasing her.

He sneered, his face was gloomy, and he stabbed straight with his sword, which was as fast as lightning, and a little cold light came to her in an instant.

The Jiangnan Cloud Frost Sword swirled, the cold light was full, and a low whistle sounded, like the sound of a dragon chanting and a tiger's roar, which was terrifying.

The sword of the old man surnamed Song pierced into the cold light, and he was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Nanyun immediately pulled, the old man couldn't help but let go, the long sword spun with it, and with a "snort", it flew out and pierced into the door frame behind him.

The old man's face turned pale, he took a step back, staring at Jiang Nanyun in a daze, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

The power from the sword just now is like a giant elephant, and it is unstoppable.

Such a strong internal force, from the hands of a woman, is unbelievable and unbelievable.

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, turning to look at Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and suddenly let out a long howl.

A whistling sound shot into the sky, like a rocket, piercing a large hole in the canopy, and its sound was so sharp that it pierced into the eardrums like a steel needle.

The whistling sound is sharp, but it is as surging as a river, as if the Milky Way is hanging upside down, pouring down, endless, and irresistible.

Here, all of you, except for Jiang Nanyun, because they are the same source, don't feel how to do it, the pure heart recipe is endless, the whole body is warm, and the true qi is stimulated by it, slightly accelerated, as if the blood qi is slightly faster, the whole body is warm, and it feels more comfortable.

The old man surnamed Song was busy using his hands as a sword, pointing at the acupoints in his ears, sealing his hearing, and resisting luck.

But sealing the hearing, it has no effect, as if it is directly transmitted to the mind, as if countless steel needles have pierced it, and the pain is unbearable.

Soon, his blood stagnated, and he gradually disobeyed his commands, and jumped around his body by himself, as if the guerrillas were scattered, without restraint.

The people around him, all like this, were in a state of confusion in their minds, like countless steel needles piercing, and their bodies were really angry, and they walked into the fork in the road from time to time.

After a few breaths, the sound of banging was endless, like dumplings, and everyone fell to the ground, unconscious, life and death were unknown.

Jiang Nanyun spit out his fragrant tongue, Master's move is much more ruthless than himself, worthy of Master!

Xiao Yuesheng lowered his head, the whistling stopped, glanced at everyone, turned his head to glance at Jiang Nanyun, and hummed: "Let's go!"

"Yes!" Jiang Nanyun replied, and was immediately glared at by Xiao Yuesheng, he was always calm and careful.

Jiang Nanyun got up, busy and rough throat, coughed lightly twice, as if his throat was uncomfortable just now, and said loudly: "Let's go!"

Her voice was rough, her throat was like being burned by fire, and she couldn't say how uncomfortable it was when she heard it, which was very inconsistent with her bewitching appearance, and she felt even more uncomfortable.

"I'll carry it!" Jiang Nanyun pressed the vermilion lacquered wooden box with his palm, and the palm of his hand lightly exhaled a soft force, making the word "sticky", and lifted it lightly.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, let her carry it, turned her head to look at everyone, they each fell on top, some sat on their knees, closed their eyes and breathed, some lay on the ground, fell into a coma, among them, only three people were still standing, the old man surnamed Song, Commander Li, and the first master Zhang Chuanming.

But these three people are also unable to protect themselves, they are just barely holding on, their qi and blood are floating in their bodies, and they are busy suppressing the chaotic true qi.

Jiang Nan Yunming's eyes swept away, his eyes were as bright as water, and he whispered in Xiao Yuesheng's ear: "Master...... Do you want to ......?"

Her slender sideburns raised her eyebrows, and her jade-like right hand swiped lightly at the pink neck, making a head-killing gesture.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Let's go!"

After that, the figure flashed, appeared on the wall, flashed again, and disappeared.

Seeing this, Jiang Nanyun hurriedly shouted: "Wait for me!"

Turning his head and glancing at everyone, his eyes flashed twice, he stomped his feet, and finally didn't kill them, lifted the big wooden box with vermilion lacquer, turned around and floated up the high wall, and fell down, and in the blink of an eye, he also disappeared.

In the small courtyard, the groaning sound sounded faintly, as if it had been pierced by a steel needle, and everyone's minds were tingling for a while, and they didn't dare to use their brains, and after a little thought, it hurt badly.

Everyone breathed one after another, suppressing the blood qi in their bodies, and a few people had blood stains on the corners of their mouths, and they had vomited blood.

The night breeze blew and spit on their faces, they didn't feel cold at all, the blood and qi in their bodies floated, they struggled abnormally, and felt pain, as if all their internal organs had turned over.

After a long while, the moon tilted a foot in the sky, and the old man surnamed Song opened his eyes sharply, and two bolts of lightning burst out.

He turned his head and looked at the people, and saw that none of them had woken up with their eyes closed, and several of them had fallen unconscious, and they did not know what was going on.

He snorted lightly, didn't bother to pay attention to them, disdainful of these people, useless, eating was a no-to-two, so many people, and they didn't touch a single cold hair of those two.

He turned his head to look into the room, hesitated, did not move, and then looked at Commander Li.

Commander Li made the majestic figure stand steadily, motionless, his eyes slightly closed, but like an old bear napping, people dare not underestimate it, with a dignified evil aura.

This evil aura is condensed between iron and blood, not a personal surname, he killed many people on the battlefield, and he was invisibly infected with such evil qi.

He seemed to feel the pressure of his gaze, and suddenly opened his eyes, meeting the gaze of the old man surnamed Song.

Like two lightning bolts colliding together, the two of them immediately closed their eyes, restrained their spirits, and pretended to be nothing, but each of them was in their hearts.

The old man surnamed Song was awe-inspiring, and suddenly had a thought, this Commander Li is usually hidden deeply!

If not, according to his usual martial arts, he would never be able to look at himself like this, and he would never have such a sharp look.

Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, not knowing what purpose he was doing this.

Immediately, he thought again, which person has no secrets, as long as it has nothing to do with him, why bother to meddle and worry about nothing?!

He let go of his heart, nodded to Commander Li in a low voice, and said, "Brother Li, I don't know how the prince is?"

Commander Li sighed, shook his head, did not speak, and turned his head to look at Zhang Chuanming, the first master of the guards.

Zhang Chuanming opened his eyes leisurely and sighed: "This person has such profound internal strength, yin and purity, I am not as good!"

Commander Li nodded: "Well, this person's martial arts are really full of evil sects, like what kind of mental method, Song Lao?"

Old Man Song thought for a while, and after a while, he shook his head: "Vaguely, I seem to have such an impression, but for a while, I can't think of it!"

"Elder Song, is it a ...... of the Forbidden Palace?" Commander Li said softly, his voice low, glancing around as he spoke.

Old Man Song was stunned, his face changed, he thought about it, and nodded: "Well, it seems to be ...... It's a bit alike!"

Zhang Chuanming took a breath and shook his head helplessly, there are countless masters in the forbidden palace, although he is the number one master among the guards, but compared with the real masters, it is far behind, at this point, he is still quite self-aware.

"Commander Li, let's go and see the prince!" Old Man Song sighed lowly and shook his head, revealing compassion.

He has great martial arts skills and deep internal strength, how can he not hear the movement in the house?

Inside, there is no sound of breathing for a long time, if you are a martial arts master, you may have used a unique method to hold your breath.

But the prince doesn't know martial arts, and he doesn't know the art of spitting, how can he hold his breath for so long?!

I haven't been breathing for so long, there is only one possibility!

But he didn't dare to think about it anymore, if this was the case, but it would shock the world, the Son of Heaven had a deep affection for this brother, and he must be very angry.

The Son of Heaven is angry, the earth is killing, the blood flows for thousands of miles, enough to float, and I don't know how many people will die in the world!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart and shook his head.

He didn't understand such an idea, and he even understood that if the prince had an accident, not only would he be derelict in his duties, but he would also be punished with a canonical punishment and move his head, and he would be his family, and he would also be affected and it would be difficult to survive.

Thinking of this, he felt a chill in his heart, his lips were dry, he swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva hard, and said in a low voice, "Let's go in...... Let's go in and have a look. ”

Zhang Chuanming's face was heavy and he nodded slowly.

His martial arts skills are high, and his internal strength is deep enough, and he also heard the silence in the study, as if there was no sound of breathing.

"Let's go, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, let's go in!" Commander Li sighed in a deep voice and strode forward.

Zhang Chuanming bit his bite and thought, and followed.

Old Man Song shook his head, sighed, smiled bitterly, and followed.

The door opened, and the three mermaids rushed in, and as far as the eye could see, their faces turned pale, their bodies froze, and they did not move.

They saw that on the tiger skin rattan chair, the prince of Ruiyang had a vivid face, his head hanging to the left, his eyes closed, and he did not move.

The three of them looked at each other, and there was a look of fear in their eyes.

Although he had been mentally prepared in advance, but when it came, it was different, his death meant that his life was not guaranteed.

I'm going to die, this kind of feeling is not something ordinary people can bear.

Commander Li shook his body for a moment, his face was as white as a piece of paper, there was no blood at all, his eyes widened, and he stared at the prince of Ruiyang in a daze.

"Commander ......," Zhang Chuanming whispered.

Commander Li turned around, glanced at him, shook his head and sighed: "Alas...... , our lives are miserable!"

"Commander, for the sake of today's plan, it is important to block the news first!" Zhang Chuanming's eyes flashed with shining, and the cold light shone brightly, like a lone wolf.

In a desperate situation, he was trapped and fighting, and he was unwilling to be beheaded in vain, always thinking of struggling to let himself survive.

"Commander, what Brother Zhang said is reasonable!" Old Man Song nodded, his eyes blazing, staring at Commander Li.

He is now a grasshopper on their line, if he is convicted, he can't escape, even if he doesn't die, he will inevitably be punished, and he can't turn over in this life.

"Well, yes, block the news first!" Commander Li nodded wildly, hurriedly turned around and closed the door, and looked around, everyone still had their eyes closed, and they didn't wake up.

He breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door, turned around, and glanced at the two of them.

The two of them glanced at him, slowly approached the bookcase, and moved to the side of King Ruiyang, their eyes fixed on him.

Commander Li slowly stretched out his big hand, approached the nose of King Ruiyang, and paused.

A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face, and he turned his head sharply and said to the two: "There is still gas!

"Hmm, what's going on?!" Old Man Song was stunned, and hurriedly stretched out his hand, separated the big hand of Commander Li, and brought it to the nose of King Ruiyang.

Joy slowly welled up on his face, and after a moment, he nodded, "Not bad...... Although the breath is weak, there is still breath!"

With a movement of his feet, he flashed behind the Ruiyang King, stretched out his palm and gently supported his neck, so that he straightened up, and pressed the other palm to his vest.

The other two stared at him motionlessly, watching him come to his rescue.

I thought that one foot had stepped out of the cliff and was about to fall, but suddenly, I realized that my eyes were wrong, and I was still standing on the edge of the cliff and did not fall.

Hope was born from a desperate situation, and if it weren't for the three of them, they would have already cried bitterly.

Old Man Song's head was steaming, and the white gas kept gushing out from the back of his head, like boiling water.

His face was ruddy and red, and he didn't show any fatigue, but became more and more energetic, which showed the depth of his skills.

Commander Li didn't care about these now, just stared at King Ruiyang, motionless, watching his breathing get rougher, his face changed from blue to white, and there was a little bit of a sense of redness, and his heart slowly fell into his cavity.

After a while, there was movement outside, and it seemed that someone had woken up, looked around strangely, and whispered.

Commander Li walked lightly, came to the door, opened the door and walked out, and stood on the steps.

At this time, many people have woken up under the steps, most of them are silent, just stunned, the scene just now made them palpitate, if the whistle is loud for a while, now I am afraid that the little life is gone.

With such a strong internal force, they have never heard of it, they have never seen it, and they are shocked in their hearts, and it is difficult to calm down for a long time.

Some people kept their mouths shut and were immersed in shock, while others whispered and couldn't help but want to talk to others, so there was a buzzing sound.

Commander Li stood on the steps, pressed the hilt of his sword, swept his eyes over everyone, and snorted in a deep voice: "Shut up!"

Everyone was silent for a moment, without saying a word, and looked at him in unison, with a hint of inquiry in their eyes, what is the matter of the prince, it is related to their life and death.

He snorted coldly: "Old Song is healing the prince in the house, you are talking nonsense, if you disturb Old Song, I will ask you!"

His tone was stern, but everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces showed a sense of joy that they had never been able to survive.

None of them are stupid people, they thought that the prince had died, and as guards, they could not escape death, but they didn't think that they were not so bad.

Listening to the tone of the commander, it seems that the prince is only injured and not dead, so that although he is guilty, he will not die.

Their hearts were like cats, but they held back and did not speak.

A person stood up and asked in a low voice, "Commander, ...... the prince?"

"The prince is not lightly injured, just look at Song Lao's methods!" Commander Li shook his head and sighed, his face heavy.

"That ......" The man was burly, with a square face and a wide mouth, and he was also a strong man, who seemed to be a straightforward man.

Commander Li nodded: "Well, the Ji people have their own heavenly appearance, the prince's status is noble, and he has his own heavenly blessing, it seems that there is no worry about his surname!"

"Thank God!

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, don't talk about it, don't talk about Song Lao Yungong, you guys are honest, stay here and don't move!" Commander Li waved his hand, shouted in a low voice, glanced at everyone, his eyes were like electricity, turned around and opened the door, and entered the house.

The faces of everyone in the courtyard are happy, the prince is not dead, and their lives can be regarded as saved, thank God!

As soon as Commander Li came in, he saw that Old Man Song slowly withdrew his palms and slowly flattened them on his chest, collecting his qi and collecting his strength.

He hurriedly walked over, approached him, and whispered, "Old Song, what's wrong?!"

Old Man Song slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were scorching, like substance, which could penetrate people's souls.

He sighed, shook his head, and said, "The life of the prince can be regarded as being picked up,...... However, there seems to be a breath swirling in the prince's head, my martial arts are low, and I dare not touch it easily, and the prince is afraid that he will not be able to wake up!"

"How is this good?!" Zhang Chuanming said hurriedly, looked at King Ruiyang, and saw that he had a calm face, showing a slight smile, as if he had fallen into a sweet dream.

Old Man Song let out a long sigh and shook his head: "Alas...... , I can't do martial arts, and the internal force control can't reach the subtle realm, if I don't want to save the prince, I need to ...... to the Forbidden Palace."

"Do you need to invite a master from the Forbidden Palace?" Commander Li's face darkened, and he asked in a deep voice.

Old Man Song stroked his hair and sighed, and nodded slowly: "In the world, only they can save the prince......"

"Old Song, how about inviting a monk from Shaolin Temple?" Zhang Chuanming's eyes rolled, and he suddenly stopped and asked hurriedly.

"Well, I have heard for a long time that the internal strength of the Shaolin Fang Zheng Master Yi Jin Jing is extremely pure, maybe you can give it a try!" Old Man Song nodded slowly.

He also knew that it seemed that the one who hurt the prince was the master of the Forbidden Palace, and if he went to ask for help again, it would be tantamount to asking for his own death, perhaps, that person did this, only injured and not killed, it was for this step!

Although they are disdainful of these Shaolin monks, they also understand that these monks are dedicated to cultivating martial arts and their internal strength is pure, but there is no doubt about it.

"I'll leave right away and personally invite Master Fang Zheng!" Commander Li said in a deep voice.

Zhang Chuanming's eyes rolled and he hurriedly said: "Commander, I'll go with you, and I can take care of you on the way!"

Glancing at him, Commander Li nodded: "Well, okay!"

The night was low, the moon was shining, and it had already slanted across the sky, and the clear light was still soft and bright.

Guanyun Villa is shrouded in the night, revealing a quiet atmosphere, but from a distance, the light above the villa is faint, like the soft light emitted by the night pearl, as if it is a fairy palace.

In Guanyun Villa, rows of lanterns are lit, illuminating the villa as bright as day, even if you sleep at night, the villa is still brightly lit, like a villa that never sleeps.

When sleeping, only the dim light of the respective bedrooms can give you the breath of night.

In the back garden of Guanyun Villa, among the small pavilions, a night pearl is embedded in the top of the pavilion, exuding a soft clear glow, the small pavilion is bathed in such a clear light, and the water is flashing around the small pavilion.

The figures of Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun suddenly flashed and appeared in the small pavilion, as if they had pushed open a door from the void and stepped over.

Jiang Nanyun put down the big vermilion lacquer wooden box in his hand, and Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly frowned: "Lighter, don't break it!"

Jiang Nanyun grinned and said busily: "Master, don't worry, I naturally have a number, even the eggs can't be broken!"

She regained her honey-soft voice, which matched her seductive mask and made her blood more seductive.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, shook her head and smiled, looked at her, smiled again, and said, "Take off the mask!"

"No, I'll go back and see what this mask looks like!" Jiang Nanyun covered his face and chuckled.

"Miss, are you back?!" Xiaohe was dressed in a green shirt, like a breeze floating over, beautiful and moving, her eyes flowing, and she was indescribably charming.

"Little Lotus girl, how is my face?" Jiang Nanyun turned his head and asked Xiao He with a smile.

Although Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun are both wearing masks, Xiaohe can be sure that they are the two.

Xiaohe glanced at her, pursed her lips and smiled softly.

"Good Xiaohe, tell me quickly, what's going on?!" Jiang Nanyun stomped his feet, said softly, and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng.

"Miss, I can't say it, you better look in the mirror. Xiaohe pursed his lips and smiled.

Jiang Nanyun's figure flashed, appeared in the air, and then disappeared and disappeared, as if he had been drilled into the void.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, and with a light stroke on his face, the mask suddenly turned into a flesh-colored ball, turning in his palm.

He took out a porcelain vase from his bosom, poured the ball into the bottle, and withdrew it into his bosom.

Xiaohe's eyes widened, watching his every move, seeing him take it back, he asked, "Master, is this the mask you made?"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "What, you want one too?"

Xiaohe lowered his head, tapped it, and rubbed the placket with his little hand, and his pink neck was red.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, smiled, and nodded: "Okay, I'll give you one, use it carefully, don't cause trouble!"

Xiaohe hurriedly agreed, looked up at him, and her beautiful face was full of surprise.

Xiao Yuesheng took out the original small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a flesh-colored ball, the size of a pill, and sent it to her.

She took it carefully, held it in her snow-white and crystalline little hand, put it in front of her eyes, looked at it carefully, and still felt that it was amazing, such a small thing could become a mask, once she put it on, it would change to a different person, which was really amazing.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, looking at her childlike appearance, her heart was full of joy, after a night of killing, although there was no danger, but she also felt tired, seeing Xiaohe's beautiful smiling face, she was in a good mood and completely relaxed.

Jiang Nanyun suddenly appeared, still wearing a mask on his face, and said lightly: "Master, this face doesn't look like a good person!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, and said lazily: "It's not true, okay, take off the mask quickly!"

Jiang Nanyun nodded, stroked his hands, and the mask turned into a small ball, Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, and flew up from her hand and fell into his hand.

took out the porcelain bottle from his bosom, slapped his face, and said, "Okay, I'm tired all night, go back to sleep!"

Jiang Nanyun hurriedly said: "Master, wait a minute, let's talk about what happened just now!"

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, glanced at her lightly, and lowered his face: "What is there to say?!...... Go to sleep!"

Seeing this, Jiang Nanyun realized something, spit out his fragrant tongue, and said to Xiaohe: "Master is really fierce, let's go back!"

Xiaohe smiled lightly, did not speak, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng with beautiful eyes, and hurriedly turned her eyes away, not daring to look again.

Xiao Yuesheng lifted the large wooden box of vermilion lacquer, stepped on the corridor, and floated into the Hanyan Pavilion lightly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Nanyun said softly: "Little lotus girl, you can go back too, but woke you up?"

Xiaohe shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I'm practicing,...... Miss, can you have dinner at the villa tomorrow?"

Jiang Nanyun thought for a while, nodded and said, "Well, Master won't wake up very early, he should eat in the village." ”

"Well, I'll go back then,...... Send a pot of tea to the lord first. Xiaohe nodded and said goodbye to her.

Jiang Nanyun waved her snow-white jade hand, signaling her to go, holding her head in one hand, and looking at the bright moon hanging obliquely above the small pavilion in a daze.

Xiaohe left, and there was no one to see, and she was still staring at the sky in a daze.

Xiaohe soon reappeared, holding a wooden plate in one hand, with a teacup and a teapot on the plate, a total of two sets, came to her, put down the teacup and teapot, and then walked away, with a light gait into the Hanyan Pavilion.

When Xiaohe came out of the Hanyan Pavilion and disappeared behind the Moon Gate, Jiang Nanyun suddenly floated and disappeared into the small pavilion in a flash.

In the Cold Smoke Pavilion.

Xiao Yuesheng sat in front of the Xuan desk, slowly flipping through a book, with a leisurely expression, holding a cup of tea in his hand, steaming with a hint of heat, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Seeing Jiang Nanyun suddenly appear, he was not surprised, just glanced at her lazily, and snorted lightly: "You are finally here!"

Jiang Nanyun grinned, stepped forward to help him fill the tea cup, and said with a smile: "Master, I have never understood, why didn't you kill that prince?!"

Xiao Yuesheng put down the teacup, put down the book, pushed open the window, and a bright moon hung outside the window, bright and clean.

A fresh breeze came and stirred the light veils of the house.

Xiao Yuesheng looked at this round of understanding, sighed, and said: "This prince, it's easy to kill him, but there is endless trouble, so it's better to leave him with a surname!"

"Really?" Jiang Nanyun's beautiful face was full of disbelief.

In the eyes of others, Master's mind is like the sea, far beyond ordinary people, as a disciple, but she understands that Master's surname is not lenient, but he is too lazy to care about it, and he can't look down on it.

With such a big hatred, don't say that what kind of prince sent someone to kill the master, that is, he injured the master, and the master will not spare him, not to mention that the master's uncle is dead?!

Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly: "If you let him die like this, it's too cheap, it's better to live for a while!"

When he went down with one palm, he directly dispersed the vitality of King Ruiyang and ingested his soul, but after thinking about it, he didn't let him die, but forced his soul back into his body, making him an idiot and living for another year and a half.

If he directly takes his surname, the Qingping Gang and the Changsha Gang will all disappear, which is against the wishes of the eldest brother Pan Roar, and the Changsha Gang that he worked so hard to create is his lifeline.

Even though the Qingping Gang is full of masters and the Changsha Gang is extraordinary, it is difficult to survive compared to the entire imperial court.

The imperial court is the power of a country, with countless elites and countless masters, which is difficult to guess.

People who practice martial arts, not all of them are not obedient to education, the real masters, often are deep in the text, a person who does not know the big words, unless the talent is amazing, otherwise, there is no great achievement, the martial artist must learn from the study of Buddhism.

"I see...... Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, nodded, and asked, "Master, your box is very heavy, what is it containing?"

Xiao Yuesheng said lightly: "This prince likes jade, I borrowed it by the way." ”

"Hehe, borrow jade, but what about elegant things!" Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled, his eyes flowing, charming and seductive.

Xiao Yuesheng sighed lightly, his face was heavy, and he shook his head and said, "Why was your master uncle killed?"

"I always wanted to ask, but I didn't dare to ask for fear of making Master sad. Jiang Nanyun said softly.

Xiao Yuesheng stood up, turned to look at Mingyue hanging outside the window, his face was lonely, now, he wanted to find someone to drink, but he couldn't find it!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a sour in his heart, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl.

"Master......" Jiang Nanyun felt Master's sadness and called softly.

Xiao Yuesheng shook off his misty thoughts and sighed: "Your master is a thief of the treasure jade, and the King of Ruiyang found out and sent someone to kill him. ”

"I see!" Jiang Nanyun suddenly realized, no wonder, no wonder the master was so sad, it was like this!

She sighed in her heart, her eyes were sour, and she suddenly felt sad for her master, such a friend, now that she has lost it, her master must be sad and sad.

She snorted hatefully: "Master, that prince, you really should be killed!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Even if you kill him, you can't bring your eldest brother back to life, what's the benefit?!"

He was a little annoyed, his cultivation was not deep, the Yuan Shen was not sharp enough, if it was in his previous life, as soon as everyone around him was in trouble, he would immediately have an induction.

In this life, too much attention is paid to the muscles and bones, and if you want to cultivate an incorruptible body, it is far from enough for the cultivation of the primordial gods.

Immediately, he suppressed this thought again, knowing that this was a useless thought, that death would be like a lamp going out, and that if the soul could not be found, he would step into the path of reincarnation.

However, he now has a method, which is the art of soul searching, which is a profound and extremely profound method, and he is not sure that he cannot tell others.

He collected the box of precious jade for this thaumaturgy.

If the soul search technique can be successful, within seven days, the soul of the eldest brother can be retrieved, condensed in a formation, well preserved, and will not enter the reincarnation of heaven and earth.

In this way, when he completes his cultivation, he will be able to reintegrate his soul into his body, which is the so-called returning yang.

But his soul is now scattered outside his body, and it has been a few days, and there will be wear and tear, and if it is too late, the impact will be so great that it cannot be delayed.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became anxious in his heart, and said, "Okay, Nanyun, I'm going to arrange the formation, you go back and rest first!"

"Master, do you want me to help?" Jiang Nanyun hurriedly asked.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and waved his hand: "Maybe I need you tomorrow, take a good rest, nourish your spirit, and stand up at a critical time." ”

"Yes, Master, I'll go back first. Jiang Nanyun saw that he had a calm face and was majestic, so he hurriedly answered and walked out of the house.

The second said, coming out of the South Rain Building, Jiang Nanyun ascended the Cold Smoke Pavilion.

I stood outside the door and listened, wondering if Master had woken up.

"Come in. Xiao Yuesheng's voice came from inside, unpredictable, Jiang Nanyun was startled, and felt that the master's qi was weak, as if he was injured.

She hurriedly pushed the door in, and Xiao Yuesheng was sitting cross-legged on the bed, her face was snow-white, and her eyebrows were haggard.

She was startled, her figure shook, she appeared in front of the couch, and asked anxiously, "Master, what's wrong?!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, sighed, and said, "It doesn't matter, let's go to Changsha to help!"

Jiang Nanyun hurriedly pressed him, didn't let him get up, and said anxiously: "Master, your injury hasn't healed yet, has it?"

With that, the probe grabbed his wrist, and a clear qi overflowed, flowing into Xiao Yuesheng's body, and quickly paraded for a week.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, it's not my body that hurts." ”

Jiang Nanyun looked at him suspiciously, according to what she had observed, the master was in good health, and there was no sign of injury, which was really strange.

"Master, where are you injured?!" Jiang Nanyun asked nervously.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Okay, don't make a fuss, you can't die!"

He pointed to a few white jade pendants in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Keep these, and you'll need them later." ”

His voice is soft, lacking in breath, unpredictable, as if he is talking from a distance, and as if he is close, strange and abnormal.

"What are these ......?" Jiang Nanyun saw these jade pendants, all of them were warm and crystalline, as if there was brilliance swimming in them, as if they had life.

(To be continued)