The string in his hand was loosened, and Xiang Ya frowned. His guess must be right. How could he crack his trick so quickly
Wen Ruyu and Lingxiu looked at each other, feeling a little calmer.
"What are you laughing at?!" Qiu Ya glanced at the two of them, "Will our formation be broken so easily? Just wait and see!"
Wen Ruyu pursed her lips, just wait and see!
Now that she had found a way, Hua Jinglan quickly found the person. She pulled the string and tied the captured person into a twisted pattern and held them behind her. After she found the person, she turned around. Come and look at them, "Now tell me, where are Xiang Ya and Qiu Ya?"
All the string magicians turned their heads away proudly, not even giving Hua Jinglan a glimpse of their peripheral vision.
"If you have the ability, go find it yourself!" I don't know who's words touched everyone's mind.
"You're stupid," Hua Jinglan rolled her eyes, "I have so many hostages in my hands, why do you need me to find them?"
"Anyway, I am cruel and ruthless, and kill people without blinking an eye. I will wait here. If I don't come out for a cup of tea, I will kill one at the count of ten. What do you think?"
Although he said this with a smile, his expression and demeanor were completely out of tune, but it made the backs of all the string magicians tremble violently, and the night wind swept away them, making them feel cold.
Hua Jinglan turned over and sat on the tree. When she was bored, she pulled out the strings on the tree one by one and said to herself: "If it were during the day, your skills would have to be compromised."
"If you ask me, replace them all with string blades. Even if thousands of troops come, you will still kill them without fail. Let's release the strings, don't you wait for others to catch you?"
She said, pushing aside the cut on her sleeve and lightly raising her eyebrows.
"What do you know?" Someone sarcastically said: "The line of string magicians has been inherited for thousands of years. If there is any improvement in this formation, our ancestors have already done it, so why do you still need to point your fingers? "
"Don't use your brain." Hua Jinglan jumped down and stood in front of the man and said: "The string blade is much lighter than the string wire. Why don't you bring a light one instead of a heavy one? Don't say that you are not good at learning and control. String blade, afraid of accidental injury."
"Your words are wrong," Xiang Ya walked out of the woods on the side and said: "The string blade is certainly useful, but string magicians have always been indifferent to the world and do not need too sharp weapons."
Hua Jinglan pointed with her chin at Qiu Ya, who was holding Wen Ruyu and Lingxiu, and said, "Does this count as being at peace with the world?"
He spread his sleeves towards Ya Guang and raised his hands, "Anyway, our skills are inferior to others today. Your Excellency wants to take away Wen Ruyu and Ling Xiu. I have nothing to say. However, the matter between the two lines of Xian Shu Master still remains." Please don't get too involved. Just because I lost doesn't mean that Juexian's lineage will lose. I will definitely come back for advice someday."
After he said that, he turned around and was about to leave, but Hua Jinglan stepped on the strings that tied the string masters, stopped their movements, and said in a conspiratorial manner: "You fell into my hands and you want to get away easily?"
"Then what else do you want?!" Lingxiu held the string blade with both hands and placed it on Lingxiu's neck.
Before Xiang Ya could turn around, there was a sudden white wind around him. Qiu Ya screamed and was blown away. The next second, five fingers with iron power grabbed his throat. He opened his eyes wide in shock. He met Shanghua Jinglan's sinister gaze.
"It's too easy for me to kill you. Letting you enter the forest is to give you a chance. If you're not as good as others, don't talk nonsense. Be careful of your tongue." Hua Jinglan patted his cheek with her other hand and said: " Boy, I'll teach you another lesson. Those who keep talking fast after losing can never hope to stand up. I'll accept your invitation and let Juexian's blood clean your neck. I, Hua Jinglan, will come to visit you sooner or later. of!"
Raising her hand to throw the person out, Hua Jinglan clapped her hands and said to Wen Ruyu: "If the clothes are torn, the reward will be doubled."
Before Wen Ruyu could get over her joy, she almost choked to death.
"Ahem!" Xiang Ya stood up holding his throat, glanced at Hua Jinglan hatefully, and left with the others in a rather embarrassed manner.
Seeing Xiang Ya and his group leaving, Wen Ruyu and Lingxiu wanted to come forward to say thank you, but Hua Jinglan raised her hand to block them and said, "I don't have to say thank you. Just give me the Bagua Yang Key."
Wen Ruyu was stunned, "You know this too?"
"Why don't you know?" Hua Jinglan frowned.
Wen Ruyu smiled bitterly, "I really don't know that the Juexian lineage forced the Kongxian lineage to a dead end for it. Master had no choice but to let me lie about bringing the Bagua Yang Key, so that the Kongxian lineage could have a chance to breathe."
Lingxiu nodded aside.
Hua Jinglan was a little disappointed, but Juexian was so sure that the Bagua Yang Key should be in the Qiongyu Kingdom. After sending Yuchi Yue to the Tianshui Kingdom, she must return to the Qiongyu Kingdom.
*
There was the sound of shredded cloth in her ears. Hua Jinglan opened her eyes drowsily and saw that Chun Yuyan had already sat on the bed to put on her shoes. She squinted and hugged his back, "Why are you up so early?"
Chun Yuyan held her hands, turned around and kissed the corners of her lips, and said, "You have to go to the palace to pay homage to the Queen today, so you can't sleep too much."
Hua Jinglan smiled and said, "An ugly son-in-law also wants to meet people, I understand."
Chunyu Yan put her arms back into the quilt, "It's still early, let's sleep a little longer."
Hua Jinglan moved the warm quilt to cover her body, and looked straight at Chun Yuyan with a pair of dark eyes. Chunyu Yan couldn't help but whisper, "Lan'er, if you look at me like this again, you don't have to enter the palace today."
Hua Jinglan pursed her lips and smiled, retracted her head and said angrily: "Go and do your work, I still want to sleep."
Chun Yuyan shook her head and smiled, stood up and sat in front of the dressing table, pulling up her hair by herself. Since he no longer has the identity of Xiaoyao King, he does not pretend to welcome Zhu or give Zhu a hand in small matters in daily life.
Hua Jinglan lay on the edge of the bed and watched him awkwardly twisting his hair. A sweetness spread from the bottom of her heart to the corners of her lips. She didn't feel the gap from her high position, nor did she develop a delicate young man's disease. Chun Yuyan was learning how to do it. She was very satisfied with such a man, an ordinary common man.
Putting on her coat and walking out of bed, she took his jade crown and said, "Mr., let me help you."
Chun Yuyan let go of her hand, looked at the beautiful face in the mirror, and said, "Lan'er will help me hold my hair back in the future. How about I hold up Lan'er's hair?"
Hua Jinglan raised her lips, "Then you have to study hard!"
The two of them laughed from the bottom of their hearts.