Sick beauty loses horse in thriller game

It seems that the woman playing the piano really loves plum blossoms deeply.

All the clothes and accessories on her body are related to plum blossoms.

The song she played was also "Three Variations on Plum Blossoms".

Jiang Lai complained in his heart while flying towards the woman quickly.

The woman found that the sword edges condensed by her using plum fragrance were completely incapable of causing any harm to Jiang Lai. Instead, they were shattered one by one by the long sword in her hand. The long sword in her hand absorbed the power of the poem and became even sharper. She couldn't help but frowned.

She waved her long sleeves and continued to play the zither, reciting: "I heard the plum blossoms bloom in the morning breeze..."

To her surprise, Jiang Lai snatched away her poem before she finished reading it.

"Hearing the plum blossoms blooming in the morning breeze, I can't bear to look back at my homeland in the moonlight!"

The poem that the woman playing the piano was reciting was originally a poem by Lu You, "Plum Blossom Quatrain: Hearing the Plum Blossoms Bloom in the Morning Breeze".

The original sentence is "I heard that the plum blossoms are blooming in the morning breeze, and the snow is piled up all over the four mountains."

She recited that line of poetry in order to use the fragrance of plum blossoms in the garden to trigger a sudden avalanche-like snowfall that would trap Jiang Lai and all the other players in the snow.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Lai forcibly changed the poem that she didn't have time to utter, and instead borrowed the power of the plum blossom in the first half of the sentence, causing a breeze to blow towards the woman, blowing the beautiful dress embroidered with plum blossoms on her body, and also blowing the woman's melancholy thoughts of her homeland that she could not bear to look back on in the moonlight.

The woman seemed to be completely immersed in the emotion of "the unbearable thought of the homeland", and she didn't even notice that Jiang Lai had come to her side!

By the time she reacted, it was too late.

Jiang Lai thrust his sword forward, piercing the beauty's heart. Her figure quickly turned into a group of plum blossom petals that gathered into a human shape. Then, the sword energy from Jiang Lai shattered her into fallen petals that drifted in the wind.

When Jiang Lai successfully dealt with the girl who smelled of plum blossoms, the scene before her eyes changed in an instant!

The biting cold wind that had driven the winter plum blossoms to bloom, and the falling snowflakes, are all gone!

A wave of warmth came, allowing players to seamlessly transition from the coldest days of winter to the warm spring.

The spring sunshine was gentle and bright, passing through the breeze and gently falling into the quiet courtyard where they were.

The apricot blossoms in the garden are as gorgeous as clouds, and the colorful petals dance in the wind, as if telling the arrival of spring.

The apricot trees are graceful, with branches covered with colorful flowers, alternating between pink and white, like a gentle touch from a painter's brush, rendering a vibrant scene.

As the breeze blows, the delicate fragrance of apricot blossoms is refreshing.

The petals fall gently on the lapels, as if inviting people to indulge in the spring.

"Apricot blossom?"

Jiang Lai frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, but he heard bursts of ethereal singing coming from somewhere in the garden.

"The warm air quietly urges the arrival of spring, the plum blossoms have faded and the apricot blossoms are new. The flowers are half-blooming and half-fallen in the idle garden, how different from the prosperity and decline of people in the world..." the voice chanted softly and gently.

Although the surrounding scenery has changed at this moment, there is no danger yet.

The others took this opportunity to run over and join Jiang Lai.

Of course, Jixiang also controlled Daisy, using the cute baby anti-lost artifact and ran over with Xuanji.

Xuan Ji had no choice but to follow Daisy and run towards where Jiang Lai was, gnashing her teeth secretly.

Tsk tsk, that guy really refuses to relax at all and doesn't give her any chance to escape!

A poem titled "Apricot Blossoms" by the poet Luo Yin successfully transferred the elegance and momentum of the plum blossoms that bloomed in the cold weather in the plum garden to the apricot blossoms that filled the garden.

The players took advantage of the opportunity before they were attacked and gathered towards where Jiang Lai was.

The woman's gentle and graceful singing voice, accompanied by a sudden, clear and pleasant flute sound, rang out again.

"I remember drinking on the bridge at noon, and there were many heroes sitting there. The moon was flowing silently in the long ditch. In the sparse shadows of the apricot blossoms, I played the flute until dawn."

When the woman sang to this point, the apricot petals that were dancing in the wind actually followed the guidance of the clear flute sounds and gathered together to form strong men holding swords, spears, and halberds, who attacked the players with their weapons!

"Everyone, be careful!"

Wen Ling shouted while using his innate skills to manipulate the soil and rocks in the garden to form a tall stone wall. He used the stone wall to help them block the human figures transformed by the petals, who were holding weapons and rushing towards them.

Wen Jiao also used her innate skills, using water arrows to attack the human figures formed by the apricot petals.

Unfortunately, after the petals were scattered by the water arrows, they would immediately shake off the water droplets on them, gather together again, and come back to attack everyone.

Fu Qiming frowned when he saw this, took a step forward, lit a piece of yellow talisman paper, and used fire attack on the human figures formed by the petals.

However, only a small part of the petals can be burnt, while most of the petals can dodge in time, gather quickly, and make a comeback again.

"Humph!"

Fu Qiming snorted coldly, took out the Nine-Turn Thunder-Struck Peach Wood Sword, which he regarded as a treasure, and held it in his hand.

"You are just a bunch of flower fairies who have become spirits. Do you really think that no one here can do anything to you, right?"

As he spoke, he performed the Seven Star Steps and chanted Taoist scriptures.

He originally had his eyes closed.

However, when he sensed that an apricot blossom demon was rushing towards him with the big knife in his hand about to sweep across, he suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and in his left hand, a piece of yellow talisman paper appeared, unknown to him.

Although the color of that talisman paper looks no different from ordinary talisman paper, the runes, when looked at carefully, are quite mysterious.

There were actually little flashes of silver light in the red cinnabar rune, which was quite beautiful.

Fu Qiming picked up the talisman paper with the tip of the peach wood sword and waved it in the air two or three times.

I don't know how he did it. The talisman paper was shaking despite such violent movements, but it stayed obediently on the tip of the peach wood sword and did not fall down and drift in the wind.

"boom!"

The talisman paper suddenly burst into flames without any warning and turned into a huge fireball with blazing flames!

The weird thing is……