Five days later, Wanhua Valley is a flower red, gongs and drums are very festive, the East Pond banquet is full of warblers and spring flowers, visitors stop and stop, hold a cup to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the valley, and talk about today's newcomers' good deeds.

In the boudoir with light fragrance and faint hair, Ji Zilian sat on the sandalwood chair absently, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, the vermilion powder was not deep and even, and the idle flowers were faintly fragrant. She has a red jade on her head and a rose, a phoenix embroidered in a red dress, her hands are like soft wattles, her skin is like clotted fat, and her collar is like a grub.

The maid who was sent to dress up behind her pulled green silk for her, knotted double rings, disguised sideburns lilies, and the willow waist that the world saw was matched with a light double snail, and she was charming and self-generated.

Faint tears were reflected in the bronze mirror, and Yu Xuanzi's last disdainful warning gradually emerged in the dark yellow mirror: "Poor Dao Nian has saved countless lives and helped the injured in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers for a hundred years, just because no one in the eyes of the current valley master is mistaken. Now that Nalan is dead, the deity is unwilling to kill, so I will give you another chance, and after seven days, Wanhua Valley must hand over the herbs on the list!"

A loud noise outside broke the memories of the beauty, and the maid behind her gently reminded: "Lord Ji Gu, it's time to go out to worship..."

Ji Zilian's body was weak and she almost fell, she didn't know that the burning sky that followed Yu Xuanzi secretly had an inextricable connection with the old way. But this is also the last chance for Wanhua Valley:

How could she be willing to let his efforts go to waste? No matter what Yutian's intentions were, in fact, only the alliance between the two grains had the capital to make Yu Xuanzi and Gangzhiguan jealous.

Although, the so-called alliance requires marriage as a price, but now, what other way can be taken?

The peerless lady is like a puppet through the red curtain to listen to the call of the outside, the lobby of the guests is getting louder and louder, the noisy cheers are burning in the sky red light, the next moment he will win the beauty.

However, just as the third worship was about to fall, a flash of light flew directly between the two of them, and then embedded in the wall, and then wisps of rancid smoke spread to the front of the stage like ripples, and the candle flame was extinguished.

"Burning Yutian, people are not old in their hearts, they dare to hit the head of Wanhua Valley!"

Burning Yutian searched for the comer, his face turned dark, today is his big day, not only to include the peerless beauty of the Valley Lord of Wanhua Valley into the room, but also the opportunity to control the entire Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and he also invited so many distinguished guests, once the wedding is destroyed, Burning Cloud Valley will undoubtedly lose face.

"I also hope that Lord Bai can see the old man's feelings, and there will be no trouble today. Bai Luofeng heard his voice and recognized that person was the abbot of Xingyu of the Reclining Buddha Temple, this person was also a member of Delong Wangzun, and those who had heard of him in the world believed that he had understood the Buddha's way, and in a few more years, he might even be able to reach the realm of the mortal Jinzun.

"I don't know how I can give you face, you bald donkey. Bai Luofeng was not moved at all, pretending to be unacquainted, "The Buddhist family also pays attention to eating people, and the mouth is soft?"

"You dare to be disrespectful to the master!" someone in the table slapped the table.

"Today is the time for me to talk to Burning Cloud Valley about private matters, and outsiders will not get involved, but if anyone here dares to move a finger to help Burning Yutian, hum!" Bai Luofeng stepped onto the door of the hall and looked directly at Monk Xingyu with a smile, "The Four Seas Alliance will not leave a living mouth!"

All of them shrank back to their seats unconsciously, the Four Seas Alliance is not an orthodox school in the rivers and lakes, and there is not even a permanent residence, and the people gathered inside are just lone people, but the world is vast but no one dares to infringe on anyone in the Four Seas Alliance, because any one of them will be famous in all directions, not to mention that the rumors in the Four Seas Alliance do not go their own way, one person is in trouble, and the four seas help each other

"Haha, I didn't expect you, a drunken guy, to come and grab a kiss, why didn't we come to join in the fun. With a hearty laugh, someone behind Bai Luofeng slowly climbed the steps and appeared in front of everyone.

"Smiling Scholar" Liu Changyi, "Impermanence Judgment Pen" Li Xianggao, "Molin Bamboo Rain" Xiao Xizhi.

There was no one in the venue who clung to the handrails, these people were all heroes who had stirred up a generation of people, and they were all heroes who existed in rumors and stories.

Take Liu Changyi as an example, it is rumored that he was just a talented man in the past, and it is unknown why he fell into the first place, but after he angrily abandoned the book and made a poisonous oath that he would never take the test again for a lifetime, who knew that he was not a few years later, when he reappeared again, he shook the rivers and lakes with the name of "a fan to seal his throat", and the paper fan in his hand turned into tens of millions, and the opponents who died in his hands were cut out of thousands of blood marks by his paper fan when they died, and finally lost their strength and died by a pipe that cut through the throat.

There is also Li Xianggao, all the rivers and lakes say that he has won Ma Liang's magic pen, and every stroke of ink can come true, making a tiger and giving birth to a tiger, painting a dragon and winning a dragon, others don't know how envious they are. But the most frightening thing is also his magic pen, and those who know him have heard such an admonition: when fighting martial arts, do not dye the ink on the pen, otherwise even if the body is stained with ink, the ink can turn into silk and twist the body, causing death.

"Hehe, look at this person who dares to snatch the ice coffin, is it really that we are dead?" When everyone turned their heads to gather their eyes on the door, suddenly a hoarse sound sounded behind their heads.

Everyone turned back vigilantly, and when they recognized the person, their hearts and eyes suddenly rose to their throats: "Eight-armed tarantula" Tang Wuye!

Who is Tang Wuye? Perhaps the deeds of those people before are in the rumors, which are somewhat exaggerated, and it is difficult to distinguish between fiction and reality, but Tang Wuye's hands have been stained with hundreds of human blood, and there is no lack of blood of nobles and princes.

As long as people who have walked the rivers and lakes for some years know what Tang Wuye's deeds are: slaughtering more than 50 people from King Ning and his concubines, silently, until the second day, the maid in the inner courtyard of the three poles had a strange heart, knocked on the door and no one, and walked to the blood-stained walls of the room and was half crazy and half stupid, stumbling and crawling out on her knees.

King Ning's room left big characters with stinking human blood: "To sacrifice the deceased mother---- Tang Wuye"

Over the years, the court has done its best, but now he is still standing here, and the people who are looking for him have finally disappeared. The eight-armed tarantula has also become the nickname of the people in the rivers and lakes who sealed it in Tang Wuye, which means "If there are eight arms, the dark arrow has no shadow, the poison beats the evil spider, and the killing is invisible!"

The Four Seas Alliance actually accepted such a ruthless killer, how could everyone not be afraid, if he hadn't spoken out voluntarily just now, who knew that his life would become the next unjust soul in his life and death book.

"The little girl is still not very sensible, why can she casually marry herself to an old horse?" The old state of the weak wind appeared behind the crowd, and it seemed that the person was so weak that he climbed the steps for a long time before he came up panting-Sword Wine Song!

Life only seeks swords, wine, and songs, and in addition to shock, there is more respect in the hearts of all of them. Even if the Xingyu monk, who is recognized by the rivers and lakes as having a deep cultivation, does not dare to be disrespectful to the sword wine song.

He is a figure who has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for 60 years, and those who know the sword wine song today know that his swordsmanship has been practiced to the point of reaching the peak, for him, even a finger in his hand is better than thousands of famous swords in the world.

"Bai Luofeng, this guy is not righteous enough, if you are beaten half to death later, I will still save you. ”

"Hundred-faced Arhats" quit empty! In order to see the first people to hear the sound, then the roof collapsed a corner, a Buddha palm slowly descended from mid-air, the Buddha palm lying on the side of a drunken monk in disheveled clothes, the matter of abstaining from empty cultivation of bitter Buddha was widely spread after the praise and criticism, some people said that he deviated from the scriptures is a Buddhist obstacle, some people said that he was a generation of grandmasters, but the abstinence of emptiness does not care about this, still go his own way.

Burning Yutian was secretly shocked in his heart, he couldn't imagine that there was such a powerful force behind the blind sword, although he had heard some rumors before, saying that the relationship between Remnant Mo and the blind sword was very good, and he also expected that Bai Luofeng would rob the marriage and make a comeback for Nalan today.

It's just that Burning Yutian thinks that Bai Luofeng will come to make trouble at most, if this is the case, he is not afraid at all, because the guests who come to the banquet are all strong people, and when they smash their own field in front of them, they will not give these people face, and then they will have to retreat.

But the Four Seas Alliance is actually involved, how can this group of proud people be afraid of those so-called famous sects, now that the killing machine is about to break out, the Four Seas Alliance will definitely turn this place into a land of blood.

The hall of Wanhua Valley was in ruins, but it was dead and silent, no one dared to complain, Burning Yutian looked around the hall at these usually famous distinguished guests, and they actually bowed their heads one by one without saying a word, or diverted their eyes to other places, Burning Yutian secretly cursed a group of bad seeds in his heart!

In fact, everyone knows that before he came out just to see Bai Luofeng's lonely figure come to the banquet, who didn't want to take the opportunity to sell a face, but now the Four Seas Alliance is not invited, who is willing to be this bird, this farce can not let go of the face in the end is Burning Yutian, the icing on the cake is a million benefits, but sending charcoal in the snow may be lost.

"I don't know what the Ink Sword Lord said about today's events?" never imagined that it would be Ji Zilian who would finally open her mouth to blame, and the beauty lifted her head, and her beautiful eyes revealed a coldness like a sharp sword.

Bai Luofeng ignored it, picked up the wine bottle on the adjacent table and said: "Burning Yutian, there are two things I am most unaccustomed to in this world, spoiling good wine, and being a beautiful woman." ”

The Mo Ming who was not in the wall returned to the master's hand, and the wine in the cup was drunk, and the cup holder was not annoyed by the disgust in Ji Zilian's tone, and said confidently and firmly: "If I can't even protect my brother's heart, I will really be a waste." ”

"Looking for death!" Burning Yutian was extremely angry, he no longer cared about the Four Seas Alliance, and the hand in his sleeve was unexpected, like a three-legged black in the scorching sun, instantly incinerating half of his arm cloth, and rushing straight to the façade of Bai Luofeng!