Shadow Guard, your emperor is disrupting the martial arts again!

In the sound of the evening, Jian Guang stabbed at him quickly, Chu Liuxiang held his hands behind his back, but he didn't move, Jian Guang suddenly stopped half an inch in front of his throat.

Zhongyuan Dianhong is fierce, he is notorious in the Jianghu, and there are rumors that if he has enough money, even his friends will not hesitate to do it, but after the battle just now, looking at the cold man in front of him, Chu Liuxiang But I feel that although he is also a man of temperament, he is even a little frank and cute.If possible, Chu Liuxiang felt that she would be happy to make friends with such a person.

The duel between masters has always been life or death, Chu Liuxiang is not willing to engage in such a life-or-death battle with Zhongyuan Dianhong, so in Xiangshuai's eyes, it seems meaningless.

But a little red naturally doesn't think so.

He pushed the sword in his hand forward by half a minute, the tip of the sword did not move in the wind, and his wrist was as calm as cast iron.

He croaked "You think I dare not kill you"

Hearing this cold, deep, hoarse, strange and unique voice, Chu Liuxiang actually felt a magical power that pierced the heart.

The point of the sword was only two centimeters away from Chu Liuxiang's throat, yet he remained calm and said with a faint smile, "Of course it's not that you don't dare, it's just that you don't want to."

Chu Liuxiang didn't realize why she said such a provocative sentence.

As expected, Yidianhong sneered and said, "I want to kill you wholeheartedly, how could I not want to?"

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "You might get some fun by killing me like this."

It sounded like a joke.

The tip of the sword trembled suddenly.

The wrist that was as calm as a red jade stone was shaken, and he hissed: "You are so confident."

Suddenly a sword stabbed out.

Chu Liuxiang never moved a single bit from head to toe. Although the sharp sword edge was only close to his neck, the sword might also pierce his throat.

Although the slightly red face was still as cold as ice, the muscles were trembling from the forehead, and a face finally twisted strangely, saying: "You, you really don't want to fight with me"

His voice also trembled.

Chu Liuxiang sighed and said, "I'm really sorry."

Chu Liuxiang really felt that the two of them could sit down and have a good glass of wine, but it was much better than this stiff confrontation.

Dian Hong looked up to the sky and said with a long smile, "Okay!" With a stern laugh, he actually turned back the long blade and stabbed at his own throat.

This time, Chu Liuxiang was really taken aback, and immediately went to grab his long sword, a little red wrist flickered, the tip of the sword was never within an inch of his own throat.

Under the starlight, I saw the sword light surging, and the figures rising and falling. After all, the two had already started fighting, but the purpose of the two people's fighting was not to hurt people but to save them.

The other person to kill is not the opponent, but himself.

This kind of action is really the most unprecedented and unique.

Chu Liuxiang was the first to make a quick move, but he smiled wryly in his heart, never expecting that Zhongyuan Dianhong would force him to make a move like this.I should have known that I shouldn't be too funny just now.

Dozens of strokes in an instant, suddenly heard the sound of "Feng", and there was a sound of piano, the sound of the piano is wonderful, but it seems to contain an indescribable deep meaning, just like the death of a country. , full of grief and indignation, as if being bullied and insulted, the resentment is hard to dispel.

When the sound of the zither sounded, the heaven and the earth seemed to be filled with a sense of desolation and chilling. The stars and moon in the sky were suddenly dimmed, and the scenery of the famous lake was also eclipsed by it.

Chu Liuxiang was open-minded and open-minded, and she didn't feel anything after hearing it.

However, looking at a little red, he felt a sudden pause in his heart.

That little bit of redness is because of his miserable life experience, he fell into the rivers and lakes, his heart is already extreme, and his heart is full of depression, otherwise, how could he take killing as a career and take pleasure in killing.

At this moment when the sound of the piano came to his ears, he could only feel the blood rushing, and he couldn't help himself. He suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed, and stabbed Chu Liuxiang with a backhand sword.

This sword was swift and fierce, Chu Liuxiang didn't have time to think, and instinctively dodged it. Under the starlight, he saw only a little red and his eyes were red, and he seemed crazy.

When Yidianhong stabbed out with the second sword, Chu Liuxiang had no choice but to dodge. Although Fang He was able to calm down, but at this moment he was facing a man who had lost his mind, so the situation was naturally very different.

The sound of the zither became more and more urgent, and the blush of the blade light also became more and more urgent. It seemed that his whole body had been manipulated by the sound of the zither, and he could no longer control himself.

Under the crazy sword light, Chu Liuxiang couldn't help being horrified. He was not afraid that a little red would hurt him, but he knew that if things went on like this, a little red would hurt himself.

Chu Liuxiang was anxious, but suddenly noticed the lake behind him.

Chu Liuxiang originally wanted to suppress a little red in the lake water, so as not to let his meridians go retrograde under the manic unconsciousness.But suddenly heard another ethereal Xiao sound coming from the river opposite.

The sound of Xiao was clear and soothing, the timbre was neither harsh nor solitary, it just flowed out slowly like a spring, gurgling and flowing among the soft emerald green algae and on the crystal gravel.

The sound of the wind is deep and deep, and the inner connotation makes people feel as distant and peaceful as if the spirit is traveling in the clouds.

After the aura, the tune turns again, and the delicate and light singing is no longer there. What is contained is only peace, grandeur, and the indifference of quietly overlooking the world and a trace of undetectable loneliness and arrogance.

The serenity endowed by Xiao Yin's serene song, which was originally low, desolate, and glamorous, gradually overwhelmed the depression and grief in the sound of the piano.

In the madness, a little red is a meal.

Chu Liuxiang quickly seized the opportunity and tapped on his sleeping hole.Looking at the location in the center of the river, Chu Liuxiang frowned slightly, and placed the unconscious man at the bottom of the tree. After carefully observing that a little red was indeed no serious problem, she jumped into the lake.

In the misty mist, there are lonely boats floating on the lake.Not far away, there seems to be a painting boat slowly driving in the lake.

Sitting cross-legged on the lone boat was a young man in a moon-white monk's robe, playing a piano.The boat was still some distance away, so I couldn't see it clearly.

Chu Liuxiang glanced at the lone boat, frowned and said with a wry smile, "It turns out he was the one I should have thought of long ago, who else in the world can compose such a qin rhyme... He plays the qin under the moon, but he is quite elegant, But I don’t know that I’ve been hurt.” He looked at the room again, “I just don’t know what kind of talent will be able to achieve something, and I should go to thank you later.”

He dived to the side of the boat, and then he came out and said, "Master, is there something that can't be overcome?"

The sound of the zither suddenly stopped, although the monk was also taken aback, but his expression was still relaxed, and he smiled and said, "Brother Chu, does he always get wet every time he sees the poor monk?"

This young monk is none other than Wuhua, the famous "Wonderful Monk" all over the world. When he was boating on the sea that day, he was also startled by Chu Liuxiang coming out of the water.

'Zhang Xiaolin' jumped onto the lonely boat, stared and said, "Who is Chu Liuxiang?"

Wuhua smiled and said: "In the whole world, except Brother Chu, who else can come to the poor monk without knowing it; People's hearts?"

Chu Liuxiang laughed loudly and said: "In the whole world, except for Chu Liuxiang, who else would come out of the water and scare you... There are no flowers and no flowers. Although your name has no flowers, there are countless spiritual flowers in your chest."

Amidst the laughter, he actually took off the camouflage mask and threw it into the lake, and under the starlight, Chu Liuxiang's face that made the girl lose her soul reappeared.

Chu Liuxiang laughed and said, "This mask has been seen through by three people, can I still get it?"

Wu Hua smiled and said, "Brother Chu's disguise is so wonderful in the world, even if the poor monk did it without seeing through it, I don't know who can have such sharp eyes."

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "No matter how they look at it, I have always been taken away by them anyway. If the appearance I have changed is seen by three people, no matter how ugly he is, it is better to return to his original appearance."

Wuhua said: "But I know who those two are."

Yue Liuxiangtong "The first one is the 'kill without bloodshed, a little red under the sword'."

Wuhua frowned slightly, and suddenly threw the lyre in front of her into the water.

Chu Liuxiang wondered, "This piano is much more precious than my mask, why did you throw it into the lake?"

Wuhua said, "You mention that person's name here. This piano is already stained with blood, and can no longer make ethereal sounds." After washing his hands in the lake water, he took out a silk scarf as white as snow, and wiped it dry. drops of water.

Chu Liuxiang was about to reply, but he heard a sigh, "The sound comes from the heart. If the heart is not stained with dust, the music will be ethereal. What does it have to do with others? It's a pity to lose a good piano."

It turned out that the boat had already sailed here.

The author has something to say: Author: You actually threw Xiaohong by the river... a scumbag!

Xiang Shuai: (ノ_＜) I just went to see who did it, and in the next chapter you will know whether I am a scumbag or not!

Wuhua: Who is still acting so aggressive in front of this poor monk?

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