Peach Blossoms

The Promise Banquet will start tomorrow, and several people from Zongyingmen will be arranged to rest in the guest room.

Ling Yufei and Chu Yin were divided into a room. Ling Yufei didn't dare to lose his temper with the disciples of Wuji Palace, so he made a face at Chu Yin and asked Chu Yin to pour water for her, but Chu Yin didn't Seeing her ignoring her, Ling Yu stood up angrily, and after a while, slammed the door and went to the guest room of the senior sisters next door.

Chu Yin breathed a sigh of relief, and according to the extent that Ling Yufei didn't want to see her, Chu Yin felt that she should live in a room alone during the Promise Banquet.

At night, the moonlight covered by plantains could be seen outside the window, and there was nothing to do here. Chu Yin put the knife on her back and wanted to go for a walk outside.

Near the guest room was full of people talking, laughing and drinking together, Chu Yin was happy and quiet, and walked towards the path with dense vegetation alone.

There is a rockery in front, and there is an open space in front of the rockery, the peach tree petals have fallen to the ground, just as the moonlight is shining on it.

Chu Yin rose up, pulled out Shuyue, the blade was bright, and when she felt enlightened, she used the Jinghong saber technique to make a move.

A burst of low laughter came, and Chu Yin stopped.

From the back of the rockery loomed a woman in white clothes, with skin like fat jade, black hair half up, and a wine jug in her hand.

As soon as this woman appeared, Chu Yin's eyes seemed to light up.

Chu Yin took half a step forward and hesitated, "Benefactor?"

The woman squinted at Chu Yin for a long time before she smiled and said, "Oh... so it's you."

The woman wore loose white clothes today and did not wear a veil.

The figure of the woman in white in Chu Yin's heart finally had a face, but it was not as gorgeous as in memory, but much clearer and more pleasant.

The woman threw the wine jug casually, and the wine jug dangled on the peach branch.

"Who taught you to dance like this?"

She stretched out her hand to Chu Yin, "Let me use your knife."

Chu Yin offered Shuyue with both hands.

The knife was finally in her hand...

Hua Luo looked at Shuyue in the moonlight, and flicked the blade with a smile, "It's really a good knife, you should take a look at it."

Hua Luo didn't know if she had seen Jinghong's sword technique before, and she danced the sword with Chu Yin's tricks like a joke.

Chu Yin sat on the ground under the peach tree, watching Hua Luo lily and smoothly perform a few moves of the stunning saber.

This is what Jinghong's sword technique should look like, beautiful women, beautiful swords, and the fragrance of wine, peach blossoms and moonlight.

Chu Yin thought, if she was also the emperor, even if she knew that this beauty was here to assassinate her, she would still be confused by such a scene.

While the white clothes were flying, the blade of the knife occasionally reflected the moonlight. In the last move, Hua Luo stopped the move and looked back at Chu Yin. Shuyue was thrown by her steadily and stuck on the ground beside Chu Yin.

Shuyue has always been enshrined and treated by Chu Yin, but Chu Yin is not angry when Hualuo treats Shuyue like this, but just looks at her with a smile.

With Hua Luo's demonstration like this, Chu Yin instantly understood where she was missing, and it was her state of mind.

It is the state of mind when dancing the knife.

A knife does not have to be stable, there should never be a boundary between a knife and a sword.

The only difference is the difference in the person holding the knife.

Hua Luo fetched the jug and sat beside Chu Yin.

"Who gave you the sword technique?"

The muscles in Chu Yin's whole body seemed to be tensed suddenly, and she seemed to smell that fragrance again, it was the fragrance from Hua Luo's body...

In this kind of night, with Hua Luo sitting beside her, Chu Yin's heart seemed to be floating, and she didn't dare to cast her eyes randomly.

After a while, Chu Yin remembered that Hua Luo was asking her, and Chu Yin said, "The sect master gave it to me."

Hua Luo sneered, "Do you know where this Jinghong sword technique came from?"

Chu Yin looked at her and shook her head, Hua Luo said, "It belongs to the Liang family."

Hua Luo tilted her head and smiled at Chu Yin, narrowing her beautiful eyes, "It's not from the Chu family, the Jinghong sword technique belongs to the Liang family."

Hua Luo sighed, and said, "The female killer in the rumor is the daughter of the Liang family, and the Liang family is a family that specializes in cultivating this kind of killer."

Hua Luo took a sip of wine, "Liang family, the daughters are all trained to serve as killers."

Chu Yin looked at her quietly, but Hua Luo suddenly approached her. The fragrance was warmer, her long eyelashes were distinct, and her bright eyes looked at her playfully: "The Chu family, it was stolen."

............

Hua Luo leaned back under the peach tree and clicked her tongue: "It's really noisy."

Chu Yin could only hear the sound of toasting on the other side of the wall.

"I've been annoyed the most these days." Hua Luo seemed to be drunk, and said to Chu Yin with curled lips:

"That bunch of people trampled all my flowers."

Chu Yin didn't dare to say anything, and didn't want to leave, she just sat beside her silently, listening to Hua Luo's chatter.

Hua Luo's hands suddenly touched Chu Yin's head, and Chu Yin trembled in fright.

Hua Luo suddenly sighed, "You're still young...you've been delayed..."

"With such a talent, he should have been able to become a more powerful person."

Hua Luo stood up suddenly, and pulled out Shuyue, "Hey! Take care, remember clearly, I only have this one time."

She suddenly became serious, and Chu Yin also looked at her carefully.

Hua Luo's saber technique is more regular, Chu Yin remembers it carefully.

After Hua Luo finished practicing, Chu Yin barely remembered.

Sure enough, Hua Luo only practiced once, and she sat under the tree and took another sip of wine, "Tomorrow, if you come here again, I will give you a copy of Wuji Palace's sword technique, and let Chu Hengying have a look at it. How did I cultivate waste materials into pillars."

Hua Luo smiled slyly as she spoke.

"Chu Hengying is so narrow-minded, I'll be so pissed off!"

Chu Yin remained silent and just looked at her.

Hua Luo felt bored without getting a response after talking for a long time, so she leaned against the tree and slid onto Chu Yin's shoulder, half-closed her eyes and dozed off.

After a long while, Chu Yin said, "I've been practicing Feihua magic skill."

Hua Luo "En.", turned her head and fell asleep again.

Chu Yin sat up straight and did not dare to relax, nor did she dare to wake her up.

The night passed, Chu Yin fell asleep at some point, and Hua Luo had long since disappeared, leaving only a few petals from the peach tree on her shoulders...

On this day, everyone went to a square arranged in the Wuji Palace. The disciples of the Wuji Palace had already arranged the seats for each sect and family.

Hua Luo, the lord of the Promise Palace, was sitting in the middle right in front of her. She couldn't see the Jiaohan who was drunk yesterday, and looked at everyone with her veil covered.

Those people with no background and no sect were placed next to the square. Chu Yin came late, so he could only stand with those people with no family and no sect.

Those senior sisters and sect masters of Zongying Sect had already taken their seats.

It's the second one on Hualuo's left.

On Hualuo's left sat a handsome man, wearing a white jade crown, wearing a dark blue robe, holding a folding fan, bowing his head and talking with Hualuo with a smile, Hualuo seemed to be smiling too.

The person next to him said: "Ye Fengnan came to the Ye family again this time alone."

"The Ye family is either rich or noble. They are all nobles in the current dynasty. It is enough to save face by coming to the Ye family."

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A little less today, make up for it tomorrow.