Xing Niang didn't look back and said lightly: "This is - Duanxiang, my home. I drink with whoever I want to drink with, drink whenever I want, and drink whenever I want to drink."

The young master Jinyi was choked by Xing Niang, and his face turned pale. He ignored Xing Niang, but turned his head and said coldly to Liu Hanyan: "Murong Shaobai, Murong Zhuang, Luojia Mountain, please ask your name!"

Liu Hanyan had a expressionless face and said, "I don't know you, why do you want to tell you my name?"

Murong Shaobai said: "Because I want to kill you, my sword never kills the nameless."

Liu Hanyan took the wine glass handed over by Xingniang, poured a glass of wine, and drank it all in one go, but still didn't look at Murong Shaobai, saying, "It's one thing you want to kill me. It's another thing I don't want to tell you my name. As for whether you can kill me or not, that's the third thing."

Murong Shaobai's pride was broken all over the ground, his face became harder, obviously he was extremely angry, and laughed in anger, and smiled at the sky forever.

Murong Shaobai reached out to hold the dragon-patterned sword on his waist and said coldly to Liu Hanyan: "Okay, very good. Draw the sword."

Liu Hanyan continued to drink with Xing Niang and stopped saying a word to Murong Shaobai. Murong Shaobai was furious, pulled out the dragon-patterned sword, and gently swung a sword. The sword seemed light but was actually heavy. Liu Hanyan felt a powerful force pressing over.

Murong Shaobai is ready to collect his sword and put it into the sheath, because his move "Leng Yue Xishen" is an extremely exquisite move in their Zhenxiazhuang Luoying sword technique, and one move is enough.

However, Murong Shaobai flew out and did not fly far, but flew four or five steps away. Because Liu Hanyan didn't want to disturb Xingniang's guests.

Murong Shaobai didn't see clearly how Liu Hanyan made a move or what he did, but he was sure that Liu Hanyan did not draw his sword because Liu Hanyan's sword didn't move on the table.

Liu Hanyan said to Murong Shaobai lightly: "Remember, don't say the word "draw a sword" to others easily in the future."

The entire "Love-breaking" person does not seem to care about this matter, and it seems that he is not surprised by this matter. No one casts a curious look here. Everyone continues to drink and enjoy, embrace a beautiful woman, and live a drunken life and dream of death.

Murong Shaobai stood up with difficulty, but was not injured. He knew that Liu Hanyan had shown mercy, but he did not appreciate it. He snorted coldly and left without saying a word.

Suddenly, Liu Hanyan was slapped heavily in the face. Before Liu Hanyan could figure out what was going on, she was slapped heavily in the face on the other side.

The man was about to continue slapping Liu Hanyan in the face, and Liu Hanyan grabbed the man's wrist.

Liu Hanyan looked at him and saw that the young master Miao with a pink face and silk dressed in silk. The young master looked weak and delicate, but he had these two eyebrows and eight-character beards. He held a sandalwood carved fan in his left hand, which was so funny no matter how he looked.

Liu Hanyan looked closely and laughed at her anger. The red candle was swaying, but the young man was dressed up in disguise. Liu Hanyan smiled and said, "Why did you hit me again? Could it be that you could hit me?"

Gong Qingqing's big eyes were about to come out with tears. Seeing Liu Hanyan grabbing her wrist, she stepped hard on Liu Hanyan's instep. Liu Hanyan couldn't help but let go of Gong Qingqing's wrist in pain.

Gong Qingqing cursed angrily: "Dengtuzi, a big pervert. He also learns from others here to compete with others for jealousy. Big pervert, hum!"

After Gong Qingqing finished scolding, she forced her tears that were about to burst out from her eyes and ran out quickly. She didn't want to cry in front of Liu Hanyan, she felt that it was too embarrassing. She didn't want to cry in front of Xing Niang, she didn't want Xing Niang to feel like she was defeated.

Gong Qingqing ran out of "Broken Love" and tears that endured the big eyes rolled out in a daze.

She didn't expect that Liu Hanyan was such a person, and she actually fell in love with the vixen Xingniang.

Although Gong Qingqing often travels around since childhood and is used to seeing all kinds of things in the world, she is still too young after all and regards her favor for Liu Hanyan as love.

Gong Qingqing ran around the bustling streets of Furong City as if no one was running, regardless of the surprise gazes of others. She used her running to vent her inner pain, sadness and inexplicable frustration.

I don’t know how many times he ran away, but Gong Qingqing had already run out of Furong City and came to the Jinshui River.

The river water under the moonlight is quiet and quiet. The river surface seems to be covered with pearls. As the river flows, the rippling pearl light dances with the wind, like a winding silver dragon. The hibiscus flowers along the coast sway lightly in the breeze, and the flying flowers fall in the rippling waves, which is really beautiful.

Gong Qingqing was tired of running, so she found a stone by the river and sat down. She kicked the faint and smooth stones under her feet boredly, kicking the small stones into the river one by one, splashing a splash of water, and I don’t know how many small stones were kicked into the water. Gong Qingqing gradually felt less uncomfortable, and held her cheeks with her hands and looked at the shimmering surface of the river.

"Hehe...hehe..." There seemed to be a gloomy laughter coming from behind.

Gong Qingqing turned around, but there was no one in the dark woods on the shore.

"Wuwu...Wuwu..." There seemed to be another shrill crying sound from the river.

Gong Qingqing looked at the river in fear, and there was nothing but the flying flowers on the river.

"Who! Who is pretending to be a ghost here, get out of here quickly." Gong Qingqing stood up, holding the jade flute in her hand, and made a gesture on her chest. Although Gong Qingqing is young, her years of experience in walking around the world have made her know how to protect herself and deal with unexpected situations.

"Haha...haha...hehe...hehe...woo...woo...woo..." The gloomy voice sounded around, and Gong Qingqing seemed to be surrounded by the gloomy voice.

Gong Qingqing snorted coldly and said, "Don't hide, I've seen you a long time ago." After that, Gong Qingqing shook lightly, raised the jade flute and chose a direction to fly over, and pointed out the jade flute in her hand. In an instant, the blue light shone brightly, reflecting that direction in a brilliant color.

The green light dissipated, Gong Qingqing flew up and stood lightly on the top of a big tree. He put his left fingers together, crossed his body in front of him, and held the jade flute with his right hand hanging behind him, making a defensive posture.

Gong Qingqing originally wanted to cheat that the person hiding in the dark would reveal his travels, but she was disappointed. It seemed that the other party was also an experienced veteran.

Gong Qingqing looked around alertly, trying to find out where the man was hiding and give him a fatal blow. But the riverside became quiet again, and even the wind stopped, and the whole earth seemed to be dead. Gong Qingqing couldn't help but drip a drop of cold sweat.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed behind Qingqing's back, and the silver light came quickly and silently.

Gong Qingqing was alert, but she rotated her legs, turned around, blocked the jade flute in front of her, turned her left hand into a palm and gently patted her palm. A stream of spiritual energy dissipated, slapped the silver light and fell down one after another, but it was an embroidery needle as thin as hair.

Before Gong Qingqing could come to her senses, a black shadow jumped into the dark woods. The black shadow flew into the air and suddenly stretched out his claw to grab Gong Qingqing. Under that grab, there were many ghost shadows and the cold air was so cold that it was the "Netherworld Ghost Claw".

Without thinking, Gong Qingqing raised the jade flute and rotated it in the palm of his hand, and then pointed it sharply towards the ghost claw. A spiritual power surged out from the jade flute, and the spiritual power and the ghost claw touched, scattering into an arc in the air. Gong Qingqing was shocked by a powerful force and flew backwards, landing straight on the beach by the river before stabilizing her body.

Gong Qingqing couldn't help but secretly complain that it was Yuguan, the dwarf apprentice of the monk Sangjipam. Gong Qingqing didn't know whether he was facing Yuguan alone or the ghostly master and disciple. He secretly wanted that monk to come, but he was afraid that he would be in trouble this time, so he couldn't help but curse Liu Hanyan, the disciple, the big pervert in his heart.

Gong Qingqing stood with the river on his back and stood in the moonlight. He said coldly: "Shameless rats, pretending to be a ghost, and sneaking into this girl's ability. I have the kind of way you come out with your old ghost master and let you taste this girl's method."

"Hmph...hehe..." With a sinister sneer, a pale dwarf walked out of the shadow of the woods. It was Nayuguan.

Yu Guan smiled sinisterly and said, "Little kid, I didn't expect to see you for a few days, and you have a great cultivation level. But why should you bother me, a yellow-haired girl?"

Gong Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was a blessing in disgrace that the monk Sangjipam did not come. However, he did not dare to relax at all and said sternly: "Evil thief, you have actually practiced the evil method of immortality. I will practice the way for heaven now, except for you, the evil thief."

Yu Guan smiled coldly and said, "Little kid, what a big tone. I met for the first time. If Master hadn't urgently summoned me to do something else, you would have become the masterless soul in my body."

Gong Qingqing snorted, "Speak less nonsense, look at the trick." Before he finished speaking, he flew into his hand and slammed Yuguan. The jade flute broke through the wind and waves, like a bolt of lightning. From Yuguan stretched out his palm, turned into a claw, and grabbed it with one claw. The jade flute stopped about three inches away from Yuguan, and could never move forward.

Gong Qingqing was secretly shocked. He didn't expect Yuyuan to be so high in his cultivation, so he secretly activated his spiritual power. He saw spiritual power constantly gushing out from the jade flute. Yuyuan also destroyed spiritual power, and the spiritual power of the palm suddenly became enormous. A dark spiritual power in the palm of freely radiated wave after wave to resist Gong Qingqing's fierce attack.

In an instant, sand and gravel rolled by the Jinshui River, but waves rolled behind Gong Qingqing. Under Gong Qingqing's strong attack, he knew that his cultivation was not as good as Yu Yu, and he was secretly anxious. In the stalemate between the two, Gong Qingqing lowered his body, one kicked his legs back, kicked a Jiangshi towards You Yu Yu Yu Yu, and Yu Yu Yu destroyed his spiritual power to shake Gong Qingqing away. The other turned into the air and clamped the Jiangshi with his fingers.

Yuguan laughed and said, "Little kid, you are overestimating your ability to plot against me." The laughter sounded like a ghost to Gong Qingqing.

Gong Qingqing snorted coldly, and turned around, rose into the air, floating in the air, put the jade flute on his lips and blew it up. In an instant, a series of sound waves contained spiritual power and dispersed around Gong Qingqing, but it was the "Bihai Tingchao" of the Magic Voice Pavilion that day.

Yu Guan twisted his body, raised his claws high, and a fierce shout, "ghost shadows are heavy". Under the moonlight, the sky was filled with dark ghost claw shadows. The heavy ghost shadows were blocked by "Bihai Tingchao" and dissipated into wisps of black smoke.

However, Gong Qingqing's cultivation is really shallow, and she used the "Bihai Tingchao" and it was difficult to dense. Yuguan's numerous ghost shadows were not airtight. Gong Qingqing's spiritual power was swept by Yuguan's ghost claw and rolled on the riverside.

Gong Qingqing was shocked and fell across his legs. He threw the jade flute in the air. He twisted a magic trick with both hands to activate spiritual power and destroy the jade flute with waves of illusion.

Yuguan laughed sinisterly and said, "Little kid, my master and I were not on guard last time, and you used this Bixiao Huanyin to escape. Do you still want to do it this time?" After saying that, Yuguan merged his fingers and twisted a magic trick on his chest, chanting the spiritual spell. The Bixiao Huanyin was not useful to him at all.

Gong Qingqing couldn't help but feel anxious. Yu Guan looked at Gong Qingqing and smiled and said, "Girl, please let me suck your essence, eat your flesh, and refine your soul, and make you the masterless soul of my body, and it's not good." Gong Qingqing was shocked and thought that she would die in an instant by Yu Guan's hands.

Yu Guan was secretly proud of himself and obtained the best spirit and soul of a righteous disciple. That was comparable to the essence and blood spirit of ten or hundreds of ordinary people. It was really helpful for himself to practice blood and refine immortality skills.

From Guan proudly stretched out a pale and dry claw and grabbed Gong Qingqing.

Unexpectedly, a rainbow sword energy suddenly swept across. Where the rainbow light passed, the sword energy spread everywhere, forming a wall of air before Yuguan and Gong Qingqing. Yuguan couldn't help but be forced to retreat several feet by the rainbow sword energy. In amazement, he put away his claws and tightly clamped a dry claw into a fist and carried it behind his back.

After the sword energy flashed, a graceful boy landed between Gong Qingqing and Youguan. Under the moonlight, the boy was only thirteen fourteen years old, dressed in white and black, beautiful and handsome, but it was Lin Jinghong.

When Gong Qingqing saw someone coming to save her, she was overjoyed and saw Lin Jinghong standing in front of her. She felt happy and fell to the bottom of the valley in disappointment.

Gong Qingqing said: "Lin Jinghong, you are not the opponent of that short ghost. I will use Bixiao Huanyin to hold him back. Go and ask Brother Liu and Sister Caiqi to save me."

Yuguan was shocked by the rainbow sword energy and thought that some righteous master was coming. However, he saw that the visitor was Lin Jinghong, who was about to be caught by the master of Drops of Water City, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He thought that this time he could not only get the essence, energy and soul of a righteous disciple, but also make great contributions in front of his master. He couldn't help but laugh.

Lin Jinghong saw Yuuguan and was furious. His beautiful eyes stared at Yuuguan and said hatred: "It turns out that it is you, the evil thief. Today I will kill you to avenge your mother and eliminate the harm for the people."

Gong Qingqing said anxiously: "Lin Jinghong, don't do anything randomly. You are no match for him. Hurry up and find Sister Caiqi and Brother Liu to come and help." Gong Qingqing was anxious and did not curse Liu Hanyan, the disciple, the big pervert.

Lin Jinghong just glared and stood proudly beside the water under the moonlight. His beautiful eyes stared at Youguan, but ignored Gong Qingqing's words.

Yuguan sneered and said, "Where you go, there is a way in heaven, you don't go, and there is no way in hell, you break in. Now you still want to go."

(End of this chapter)
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