【Most Beautiful】Body in a dream

Fireworks in March, Langhua feast, the host is Wen Xizai, who is famous in the south of the Yangtze River, and the guests invited are not unknown people. Among the guests, they can sit on the Yuanzi seat set by Wen Xizai. Those who have won the supreme glory.As for the two yuan character seats, there are only nine thousand wins of guests in the seats, and the other seat is always vacant.The Langhua Banquet, which lasts for one month every year, can be described as a grand event in the Jianghu. There are also countless people from the Jianghu who want to win the favor of Mr. Wenxi and sit in another Yuanzi seat. That undefeated peerless sword is as famous?

When Jiuqiansheng and the best time came, Wen Xizai stood up to greet him in person, and the two saluted each other. Jiuqiansheng said: "Mr. Wenxi, you said that there is another guest in the Yuanzi seat, and I can decide who to choose. Can it still count?"

As soon as these words came out, the guests at the banquet couldn't help but focus their attention on the man in white clothes and snow hair. Could it be that today, the second person seated in Yuan Zi will be announced?

Wen Xizai was delighted when he heard the words, and quickly responded: "Of course, of course, as long as you are the one who catches your eye, I, Wen Xizai, should also look at him differently."

Jiuqiansheng turned slightly to one side, letting go of the most time behind him, and said to Wen Xizai: "This person is a friend I made during my travels in the Jianghu this year. , is on par with me, and I recommend him to sit on another Yuanzi seat."

As soon as the words fell, everyone had no time to take a closer look at the appearance of the silver-haired boy, only to hear a "bang", and the table in front of a black-clothed man seated on the seat shattered.

Wen Xizai didn't understand, so he apologized and asked someone to change a new table for him, but the man in black said: "No, I suddenly remembered that there are important things waiting for me in the church. The Langhua Banquet is held every March. , for a period of one month, three days later, I will come again."

The two were polite, the man in black held the scythe he carried with him, and got up to leave, but a man in yellow shirt stopped him, and said in a rather complicated tone: "Young master, is it really you?"

The man in black seemed to sneer, and said: "Ha, brother, Xin Nu has changed so much, you can still recognize me at a glance."

"Since you...you left that year, I have been looking for you again."

Jiuqiansheng knew that the man in the yellow shirt was called Huang Yuke, and he was a member of the Lie Jianzong, so the man in black in front of him should be the Lie Fei who Qi Luosheng said was aliased as Rainstorm Heart Slave.Back then, although Lie Fei was eager for quick success and was too paranoid, there was no evil in her body, but the person in front of her seemed to be faintly possessed by a demon.

Jiuqiansheng half-hid his face with the bamboo bone fan, remembering Qi Luosheng's reminder, so he didn't speak.The Rainstorm Heart Slave ignored Huang Yuke's entanglement, shook his sleeves and left, but before leaving, he took a look at this side, the look in his eyes was difficult to distinguish, it seemed that it was not pure hostility.

The cold and scorching gaze could feel even the darkest time, the pupils raised slightly, and looked back, the seemingly alienated and unfeeling brows were still emotionless.

Rainstorm Heart Slave tightened his grip on the scythe, suppressed his anger, and left the Langhua Banquet, but he didn't know that his expression and behavior had already fallen into a pair of cold eyes in the dark.

After he left, the man in the dark glanced at Jin Guang who was being watched by everyone but still had no expression on his face, and turned away.

The quick shadow flashed, leaving only a lingering fragrance without trace.

Rainstorm Xinnu was full of anger, as soon as he thought of Jiuqiansheng's indifferent eyes, his anger almost burst through his heart. When he walked to a deserted forest, he couldn't help but swung his scythe and cut off a tree beside him. Dashu muttered in his mouth: "Dear Lord Jiuqiansheng, how dare you forget Xinnu... Xinnu is so sad, so sad, hahahaha!"

At the end of the speech, it turned into a long and stern smile, but in the deserted woods, there was a warm and cold voice from behind: "Of course he doesn't remember you, to be precise, he has never seen you. "

The faint fragrance of peonies came with the wind, Rainstorm Xinnu suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, and saw a white figure standing with his back to him, with white clothes and snow hair, holding two knives, he almost mistaken him for Jiuqiansheng .

When I fixed my eyes again, I could see clearly the man's white clothes and red sleeves. The peony pattern on the sleeves was dancing in the night wind, like blossoming blossoms. And the snowy hair was tied lightly with a red ribbon, and the red and white contrasted each other. murderous look.

Rainstorm Xinnu sneered: "Who are you?"

"The one who defeated you back then." The tone was still cold, and it was indeed very similar to Jiuqiansheng.

"Hahahahaha, how is it possible?! The one who defeated me back then was Master Jiuqiansheng!" Stormy Heart Slave walked towards him step by step, and said insistently, "Even if you were born with beautiful ears, you still None of them have reached the realm of Lord Nine Thousand Victories—"

Walking around in front of the white-clothed man, Rainstorm Xinnu paused, that face... that face was so similar!

The man in white opened his eyes, his purple pupils were cold, and he stared at him lightly.

Although Rainstorm's heart is in a mess, he still insists on not believing: "Even...you are very similar to an adult, Qi Luoer can't fool anyone!"

"Really?" Qi Luosheng asked back, then turned his voice cold again, and said: "Back then, Lord Jiuqiansheng was busy with a disaster and was not in the mansion. I accepted your letter of challenge, and since I defeated you , and there is no need to tell the adults. You were advised to learn swords back then, but now it seems that you are not as good as you were back then."

"You!" Rainstorm Xinnu was startled secretly, he really gave up his sword and practiced his sword for Jiuqiansheng's words, and when the two of them were fighting, there was no one else present, how could this person know so clearly!but--

"My Rainstorm Heart Slave is no longer what it used to be. Today, I will let you see it!"

Qi Luosheng rolled up his swords, his eyes lingered on the swords, and he never looked at him, "Okay, but today's decision is not just about winning or losing, the loser has no complaints."

The Rainstorm Heart Slave let out a long laugh, raised his scythe and attacked, with a hint of crazy swordsmanship in the evil, like a violent storm, leaving no room for respite.

Qi Luo Sheng Dao swirled around, without the slightest expression on his face, and his body turned instantly, blocking all the attacks of the giant scythe.

Familiar people, familiar knives, Rainstorm Heart Slave seemed to have tasted the weight of the weight in his hands when he was defeated back then, and immediately stopped probing, and used his extreme moves, directly to the heart.

Dressed in white clothes like snow, with bright red sleeves, Qi Luosheng turned over and got up, and the two sabers swung from behind to the front of the body, like a night butterfly spreading its wings, facing the front.

When the blades collided, there was a loud noise, and sand and stones flew around instantly, blinding the vision.

Stormy Heart Slave choked for breath, stepped back a few steps, a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his lips.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, he saw the man standing with a knife behind his back, his brows were cold, and his snowy hair fluttered, clearly a pair of emerald green ears——

"This trick defeated you back then, and now, it still defeats you with this trick."

Stormy Heart Slave was stunned, never thought that he had been paying so much attention to Jiuqiansheng for so many years, but he had admitted the wrong person. This unknown person in front of him was the one who really defeated him and shattered his dreams: "You... who are you!"

"Jiangshan Kuaishou." Qi Luosheng swirled his swords, and the offensive resumed, "Jiangshantu Yikuai, people, no blood, swords, do not retreat."

"No!"

But after hearing a stern shout, a piece of yellow feather came with sword energy, landed on the edge of the knife, deflected the knife's momentum, when Qi Luosheng turned around to close the knife, the knife energy flew away harshly, Rainstorm Xinnu only felt a pain on his cheek, It was a bloody mouth.

The three of them stood still, and Rainstorm Xinnu glanced at Huang Yuke standing in front of him, and snorted coldly: "Senior brother, why bother to meddle in my own business, disturbing my interest in killing people?"

Seeing that he was safe, Huang Yuke felt relieved, and without answering, he said to Qi Luosheng: "Rainstorm Xinnu has never done anything big and evil, why do you need to make a killing move?"

"A person with a devil hidden in his heart will never get rid of the mark of the devil." Qi Luosheng lowered his eyes slightly and said, "If he does evil, can you kill your relatives righteously?"

It is expected that it will not be settled today, and the attention of Rainstorm Heart Slave has been diverted, so Qi Luosheng has no intention of talking too much, so he put away his sword and left.

Rainstorm Xinnu stared at the back, and said in a low voice: "Jiangshan Kuaishou, hahaha, not bad, you have successfully attracted my attention! I think it won't be a waste of my eighteen hell formations... I am really looking forward to it, hahahaha!"

Hearing this, Huang Yuke sighed deeply, feeling inexplicably depressed, and glanced at the person beside him, only to feel that something had completely changed in the footsteps of time, beyond recognition.