Chapter 608

Zong Chen Huo Ran stopped his hand and retreated backward. The man in the black robe and the red deep clothes appeared in front of him.

He ran was a black robed man who used to accompany Xin Ziyan in Qingming Academy.

Zongchen Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng, eyes from his body up and down swept, frown, think of Feng Zhiwei mentioned xinziyan side of the guard, way: "is it you?"

The man did not answer, but danced with the mountain wind.

Xinziyan was awakened by the sound and turned over lazily. Seeing the man, he narrowed his eyes and recognized him for a long time. Suddenly, he giggled and said, "it's Lao Xu Don't you mean to travel around the world? Are you back from the tour? "

The black robed man looked at him, and in the past he would carry him away from the cliff. Zongchen lifted his hand, and the jade flute was horizontal.

The man in black doesn't look at it. His five fingers curl up like an eagle's beak, and his backhand knocks on the Yuxiao.

Zongchen Yuxiao in the hands of slip slip a turn, light and shadow in a strange tilt, hit each other's mouth.

As soon as the sleeves of the man's robe swung, his body turned, and the sound of breaking the air suddenly rose from his waist. The fallen leaves were all over the place. A black short knife flashed from the leaves like a ghost, and the eyes of zongchen were electrified.

Zongchen raised his back and kicked his toes. He kicked the knife in the air. His body had already turned around with the knife's momentum. The knife went straight into the sky, but suddenly a turning point stabbed zongchen's vest. Suddenly, zongchen leaned forward like he had been prepared for. Shua, the blade of the knife passed by his back and fell into the hands of the black robed man.

Although the means of these moves are small, but each is dangerous, it seems that there is always something strange about them. Both of them are too skillful and natural. They seem to know the next step without thinking about it. It seems that they have already given the moves a long time ago.

Zong Chen stands fixed, look already a change, gaze at the other side to slowly out the mouth long gas, way: "be you!"

not to utter a single word, two words as like as two peas. The black robe looked at him coldly, but he did not say a word, and stretched out his hand to carry Xin Zi Yan.

Zong Chen looks changeable, but immediately obstructs again, in the mouth sneer way: "before matter, I don't care, but this person, you can't take away!"

The black robed man snorted coldly, and suddenly threw the Xin Ziyan aside. As soon as he lifted his hand, he cleaved to zongchen.

The frost between zongchen's eyebrows seemed to have moved. He was really angry. With a sneer, they met each other instantly. The air current surged in the mountains, and the figures flickered like flowers. The big white fog was stirred and scattered and then dispersed. From a distance, it was like a pot of boiling soup.

The black robed man has a strong hand, a flying knife like electricity, and zongchen's body is light and graceful, and his jade flute is flowing. In the mist like a ball of feathers, white light and purple light are interspersed like a competition, mixed with zongchen's low voice to ask questions from time to time.

"When did you switch to throwing knives?"

"Where have you been all these years?"

"What happened then?"

But from the beginning to the end, the other side only moves and does not speak.

This side is fighting hard, suddenly a long smile under the cliff, a person rushed up with enthusiasm, his eyes lit up and cried: "what's wrong? Fight, fight? Oh, add me one. " He could not help but squeeze in, regardless of the three or seven twenty-one. He first kicked the black robed man and then slapped zongchen.

The man had no way to fight, but he made an amazing move. He was afraid that the Ningda guard would arrive.

The black robed man and zongchen both knew him. When he saw him, he had a headache. With this man, he couldn't do anything. They looked at each other, took off their hands and retreated three feet.

Ning Cheng stood alone in the middle, left to look at the right, very aggrieved skimming mouth, scolded: "small family gas!"

Then he remembered what he had come to do. While patting the ashes on his robe, he scolded: "what a hell there are so many forked roads! Wrong hill! Oh, Lao Xin, are you ok? I've come to pick you up

Zongchen sighed. It seems that Ningcheng was ordered by Ning Yi to guard Xin Ziyan. However, Ning Cheng and the man were there. He couldn't deal with Xin Ziyan today.

After a look at the silent man in black, he was ready to leave quickly. His eyes turned suddenly.

At the same time, Ning Cheng also cried out: "old Xin?"

Looking back, the man in black suddenly saw that the place where he had just thrown out Xinzi inkstone was empty.

At the same time, they stare at each other in the silent wind on the top of the cliff.

But Xin Ziyan felt very comfortable at this time.

Under the body soft, all around the fragrance, a pair of gentle and delicate hands, is sending out the same aroma of silk towel, slowly wipe the soil on his face.

Xin Ziyan narrowed his eyes, grabbed the wrist and murmured, "is that you, ah Hua?"

The man gave a gentle smile, which was soft, greasy and tactful.

Xinziyan, as hot as a fire, quickly let go of that hand, disliked a pat, and said: "I am faint, ah Hua is so gentle, who are you?"

He tried to open his eyes and found that it seemed to be a cave, but somehow his vision seemed to be a little bit wrong. He could not see the people in front of him. He only vaguely felt a woman in black walking away from her. Her robe was very wide, but it was amazing that she was almost enchanting. She was walking in the past like a beautiful woman.In the past, he would immediately enjoy his eyes, but at this time he was not interested. He only heard that the woman walked all the way to the cave and said with a smile: "I can't see that this romantic bachelor is really a kind of love. Ah, today I'm going to make amends for all the people who despised his sisters in the past."

There was a murmur and a laugh in the cave, but there was also a sound of sobbing. A man in the deep hole slowly turned around and waved his hand. The women stopped talking and laughing and bowed down into the darkness.

Xinziyan sat up a little dazed and murmured: "am I in the ghost fox Cave..."

"You can say that." The man in the deep of the cave smiles. Her voice is not clear, a little hoarse. The final sound of each word seems to be a bit inaccurate, with a little bit of upward selection. However, it makes people feel more attractive because of her voice. Just by her voice, it makes people feel that this is a unique thing that can turn her shortcomings into charm.

Xin Ziyan only felt familiar with the sound.

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