"Young Master Chen..."

In the messy Yuhua Pavilion, Chen Lan glanced at Xiuhe and Chen Qiu again.

She said warmly:

"I'm negligent today, I hope you don't take it a word."

"No, no."

Chen Qiu replied with a smile.

"Xiuhe and I are like sisters. I know that she is a little arrogant on weekdays and has collided with Young Master Chen."

Chen Lan walked as a lady from a family, and didn't care about the stains under her feet, and just walked towards late autumn step by step.

She said softly:

"If she does something that makes the young hero angry, I will apologize for her. Why not, the young hero will spare her because of my help to save your junior sister?"

Chen Lan took another step forward, while Chen Qiu clasped the handle of the knife, and the Hongming sword that was pressed against Xiuhe's neck suddenly danced out. In the autumn wind rustled, the pearl crowns above Shen Jia's head and the veil on his body.

As the blade trembled, several true and false sword shadows danced.

Xiuhe also wanted to take the opportunity to jump up, but Chen Qiu grabbed his neck with his right hand. As long as he used a little force, the maid's slender neck as thin as a swan would be broken.

However, Chen Qiu, who was trying to force Chen Lan to retreat, could clearly see that under the half of Chen Lan's mask, a trace of surprise flashed in his big eyes while the pearls and jade were hanging down.

But when the blade fell, the surprise turned into a trace of...

ridicule.

"Bang"

Chen Qiu had a flower in front of him. He only saw the red shadow shining, and the knife in his hand felt like it was being swept into the strong wind, and he got out of his hand the next moment.

When he realized, he had been pushed to the chair, and a slender dagger had pressed against his neck.

And Shen himself used an extremely ambiguous position to kneel on Shen Qiu's left leg and straighten his right leg like an open bow.

She held Shen Qiu's chest with her left hand and held the dagger blade with her right hand.

With just a light stroke, Chen Qiu's neck would be torn apart.

But the action of the two...

How to say it.

It’s like a lover is trying to do something ambiguous, but it’s really annoying.

Chen Qiu looked down at his eyes. The snow-white look on Shen’s chest was indeed a bit large, and it was heavy on his shoulders.

But Chen Qiu's heart was not full of beauty.

With his keen senses now given by Xue Ji's mind method, Chen Lan cannot catch the sudden figure.

This shows that the Shen Jia, who was like a willow, had a fire-eyed and bee-waisted waist, was far above him, whether it was martial arts or Ti Zong.

His and Shen Lan's faces were only a few inches away.

Everyone Shen was able to feel the breath of orchid. However, although Chen Qiu's left hand was cut by a sharp blade and bleeding scars were still broken, his fingers were tightly clamped on Xiuhe's throat.

He understood what he meant very well.

The demon Chen Lan can kill him, but Xiuhe will be buried with him.

With his current nerve reaction speed, he could completely pinch Xiuhe's throat before his arm was cut off.

Chen Lan also knew this.

In fact, Chen Qiu could only see a hint of joke in the eyes of the Shen family in front of him, but there was no intention of murder.

It's like...

Have fun?

"Have you touched enough?"

Chen Lan suddenly asked.

Chen Qiu shrugged, and he moved his wrist, which was pressed by the heavy thing, and he said:

"It's not what I want to touch, Shen, this action is really...

I won't suffer any loss anyway."

"Swish"

The red shadow shone, Chen Lan, who was lying on Shen Qiu's chest, returned to the place where she had been standing in the blink of an eye.

She played with the strange dagger in her hand that was thin and sharp, divided into three strands of high ground, and looked at Chen Qiu, who was holding Xiuhe's throat in front of her.

She said:

"Let Xiuhe go, Chen Qiu, I don't want to kill you, at least not tonight. I invite you here, I really want to discuss some things, without being malicious."

Chen Qiu seemed to have not heard it, bent down and picked up the Hongming knife inserted on the floor, without leaving Xiuhe's throat.

Chen Lan didn't care either.

She took off half of her mask casually, and the mysterious charm was destroyed, but the face with light makeup that was exposed immediately was really eye-catching.

A very stunning woman.

It is different from the beauty of Yaoqin. It is less dignified and more weird.

This is a real witch.

"I told you not to worry, and not to think too much."

Chen Lan put half of her mask into her arms while playing with the strange fish intestinal thorn in her hand. She said:

"This is a matter between you and me, and it has nothing to do with Xiuhe. Besides, whether you want to admit it or not, it is my help to save your junior sister.

Chen Qiu, you and your junior sister owe me once, so use it on Xiuhe. How about it?"

"owe?"

Chen Qiu smiled and said:

"Qingqing was kidnapped by your Five Elements Sect. Even if you helped me, I don't think Qingqing and I owe you anything.

In my eyes, this account is not calculated like this."

He was also very calm, shrugged and said:

"And with everyone Shen's martial arts, I'm afraid I will lose my life the moment I let go of this maid, right? I have always heard that the Five Elements Sect is good at hiding and assassinating, and silently taking people's heads."

Chen Qiu glanced at several small scars on his arm, which were cut out in an instant when he was in contact with Shen Lan.

The dagger is used, and the speed of the attack is at least five times faster than Chen Qiu's Qiufeng Knife.

"I saw you today, it was indeed extraordinary."

He said:

"Shen, don't hide it. Since you say you're talking about something, then start talking. If I see sincerity, I will naturally let you go."

"This ordinary man, even if there is something important to come to this Yanyu Tower, he must have some fun first."

Chen Lan leaned against the wall of Yuhua Pavilion. She lazily bounced the nails with slender finger protection. She glanced at Chen Qiu and said:

"It seems that the young hero is not an ordinary man. Since you have to talk about things first, let's talk there."

“Two things.”

Her figure flashed, and there was a beautiful beauty fan in her hand. She shook it lightly while saying to Chen Qiuqing:

"First, I want to look at the piece of jade in my hand!"

"What jade?"

Chen Qiu's heart was shocked, but his expression remained unchanged.

He asked back:

"What jade? I usually have a jade pendant..."

"Do you still need to pretend?"

Chen Lan chuckled and said to Chen Qiu:

"Young Master Chen, maybe you and I were still a family five hundred years ago. Look, everyone is all their own family, so don't be so hypocritical.

Let me see the jade hidden in your left wrist and the cuff."

Chen Qiu glanced at Jian Yu on his wrist, then looked at Chen Lan's expression. The witch deliberately widened her eyes and looked innocent.

But Chen Qiu knew how dangerous the witch in front of him was, so he naturally had no desire to appreciate it.

After thinking about it, he untied the sword jade in his hand and threw it to Chen Lan openly.

This posture surprised Chen Lan a little.

"It's not a good jade, it's a gift from the seniors in the family."
To be continued...