The wind and moon of the other world are full of the world

The huge one-story floor is paved with flowers, gorgeous and quiet, and there is only one bed, one table and one chair in the building.

The gorgeous carved bed has several layers of gauze curtains around the bed. You can't see the beauty inside, but you can vaguely see a curled up figure behind the layers of gauze.

On the exquisite pear wood round table, there is a pot and two cups on the table. There is tea in the cups, which exudes a faint and strong fragrance of flowers.

On the wicker chair decorated with flowers, a charming woman with a hot figure sits with her legs crossed, revealing a fatal temptation in the fragrance of flowers.

"Cheng Zailan, you made me wait for ten hours, and the consequences are very serious..." With bright lips, colorful butterflies dancing on the corners of her eyebrows, the seductive woman is holding scented tea, sipping it slowly, it is really pleasant, There was no trace of anger.

Cheng Zailan held his breath, his eyes swept across the weird big bed in the building, and then his eyes fell on the seductive Hua Ji.

"Where is Meng Qianxun, where is he?" The calm and deep voice suppressed anxiety and rage.

Hua Ji raised her eyebrows, hooked her lips into a charming smile, stretched out her slender index finger on her lips, and said softly: "Shh...Meng Qianxun, I am enjoying the most beautiful dream in the world, please don't disturb Mr. Cheng... ..."

Cheng Zailan was startled, and suddenly looked at the figure curled up behind the curtain, there seemed to be a weak and forbearing voice that was barely audible in the empty building...

"What did you do to him?" Cheng Zailan shouted in a deep voice.

Hua Ji calmly pointed to the tea at hand, and said innocently: "Just ask him to drink a few more cups of tea, Cheng Shaozhuang mainly wants a cup..."

Before the words were finished, there was a sharp wind of palms, and Hua Ji and her chair were thrown back three feet, and with a crash, the only table in the building was smashed to pieces.

With a clang, Mo Xie unsheathed, and the sword sounded high-pitched. Cheng Zailan pointed at Hua Ji with his sword, and directly attacked Hua Ji without talking nonsense.

After the last confrontation with the enemy, Hua Ji faintly felt that the sword in Cheng Zalan's hand was strange, so she didn't dare to neglect it, raised her hand into a gesture, and controlled Baihua, and the two fought close to each other.

Cheng Zailan was anxious in his heart, so it was inevitable that he would be impatient and aggressive in his moves. Although Mo Xie's sword broke through the evil spirit, it was so densely packed with flowers that it seemed to never end. His sword couldn't reach Hua Ji at all, let alone hurt anyone!

Under pressure, Cheng Zailan suddenly stepped back a few steps, holding the sword in his right hand, and resting on the edge of Mo Xie's sword in the palm of his left hand. With force, the blood immediately flowed into the veins of the sword, and the sword energy that was originally poured out of internal force Disappeared, replaced by scarlet light.

With a twist of his wrist, Mo Xiejian let out a bloodthirsty neigh. Cheng Zalan's eyes were half red, and with the long sword across his chest, he leaned towards Hua Ji.

Hua Ji watched in surprise that the defensive flowers in front of her withered one by one when Cheng Zailan approached, withering without any attack or resistance.

The sword, the sword covered with blood-colored rays of light, exuded a bloodthirsty and terrifying murderous aura, like a broken bamboo, approaching in front of him.

Hua Ji turned and dodged sharply, a complex look flashed in her eyes.

How can an ordinary human being control such a demonic sword, an evil sword that has suffered from the blood of countless people?

Even though the monster was powerful, Hua Ji didn't dare to confront her for a while. After dodging a few moves, a little interest appeared in her eyes. When she stretched out her hand, hundreds of flowers gathered and condensed into a colorful long sword.

"Cheng Zailan, Hua Ji will show you what you are capable of today! You actually let Xiu Sha..." Before Hua Ji could finish her sentence, her powerful demonic aura surged.

The violent whirlwind blows the long hair fluttering around the ears, Cheng Zailan instinctively raises his sleeves to cover his eyes, only to feel that the moment Hua Ji speaks, all the momentum changes suddenly, the world is different, the powerful demon power is not something that ordinary people can resist, if it is not for Mo Xie The sword energy of the sword protects each other, and he may have been torn apart by the strong wind.

Is this the strength of Hua Ji, the leader of the demon family who leads the group of monsters?

Cheng Zailan felt a little cold in his heart. If so, how much can the power of the Human Pavilion move the demons?After a momentary loss of consciousness, a sword edge of colorful light is close at hand...

The body was restrained by some invisible force, Cheng Zailan twitched the corners of his mouth, this is a good time, no one can be saved, so he put himself on first, it's really not worth it!

His eyes sank, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in Cheng Zailan's eyes. Before Cheng entered the demon purgatory, he couldn't die. Even if you were Hua Ji, you couldn't take my life!

The tip of the sword made another three points, Cheng Zailan did not hide or evade, but his eyes were focused, and the Moxie sword in his hand neighed faintly...

Just when Hua Ji thought she was going to succeed, and when Cheng Zailan was ready to go, a pure blue light suddenly shot out from the light veil, as fast as lightning.

clang--

With a loud noise, the demon sword in Hua Ji's hand was shattered into powder.

"Hua Ji, you can't hurt him..."

When a low voice came, both of them were surprised, and turned their heads to look in the direction of the bed curtain that had been silent for a long time...

Through layers of veils, Cheng Zailan saw a swaying figure slowly coming out, Cheng Zailan left the stunned Hua Ji behind, ran forward in a hurry, swung his sword to cut off the unsightly veils, only to see Meng Qianxun's clothes were messed up Slightly loose, long hair loose and slightly wet, eyes full of water, face like morning glow, seems to be holding back something...

Without thinking about it, Cheng Zailan supported the crumbling man, and asked with concern: "Qianxun, are you alright?"

Meng Qianxun saw the person coming, shook her head, slightly raised a faint smile, pale lips, whispered: "I knew you would definitely come..."

Cheng Zailan was startled, is this his trust in him?Why are you so sure?

Ignoring the strangeness in Cheng Zalan's eyes, Meng Qianxun leaned on Cheng Zalan, raised her phoenix eyes slightly, glanced at the entrance of the building, then looked at Hua Ji in the building, and said weakly: "Hua Ji, do you want to continue?"

Hua Ji looked at the bloody three people who suddenly appeared at the entrance of the fourth floor, and knew that the general situation was over, and her goal of leaving the valley this time had been achieved.

Laughing wildly for a few times, Hua Ji looked at the charming person with special meaning, and said with a smile: "Meng Qianxun, Hua Ji is deeply regretful that she couldn't see your ugliness under a woman, hahahaha... "

A gust of wind blew up, and a burst of falling flowers flew up, and the colorful figures disappeared with the falling flowers.

"Cheng Zailan, Hua Ji is waiting in the sky of ice and fire!"