Zong Chen suddenly withdrew his hands and stepped back, the mist dispersed, and a man in black robes and red dark clothes appeared in front of him with a stiff face.
It was the man in black robe who often accompanied Xin Ziyan in and out of Qingming Academy back then.
Zong Chen was startled, his eyes swept over his body, he frowned, remembering the guard beside Xin Ziyan that Feng Zhiwei had mentioned, and said, "It's you?"
The man didn't answer, his robe danced with the mountain wind.
Xin Ziyan was awakened by the sound, lazily turned over, saw the man, squinted his eyes and recognized it for a long time, then suddenly smirked and said: "It's Old Xu... Didn't you say you want to travel around the world? You are back from traveling?"
The man in black took a look at him, and was about to carry him away from the edge of the cliff, Zong Chen raised his hand, and the jade flute swung across.
The man in black didn't even look at it, his five fingers curled up like an eagle's beak, and he tapped the jade flute with his backhand.
Zongchen Yuxiao twirled in his hand, and in a flash of light and shadow, he tilted strangely, knocking back at the other party's tiger's mouth.
The man flicked his robe sleeves and turned around, there was a sound of breaking through the air at his waist, and the fallen leaves rustled all over the ground, and a black short knife flashed out of the fallen leaves like a ghost, shooting Zong Chen's eyes with lightning.
Zong Chen raised his toes and kicked, and kicked the saber away in mid-air. His body had already made a circle with the saber's momentum. The saber went straight into the sky, but suddenly turned and pierced Zong Chen's vest. However, Zong Chen naturally leaned his back forward as if he had been prepared for a long time, and the blade brushed against his back with a swish, and fell into the hands of the man in black.
These few tricks, although the distance between the rabbits and the falcons, are small and dangerous, but they always look a little weird. The movements of the two are too skilled and natural, as if knowing the next step without thinking, It seems that a long time ago, he has already fed the move.
Zong Chen stood still, his expression changed, he watched the other party and let out a long breath, and said, "It's you!"
Obviously the two words were exactly the same, but the tone of the mouth was completely different. The man in black gave him a cold look, but still didn't say a word, and reached out to pick up Xin Ziyan again.
Zong Chen's expression changed, but he immediately stopped him again, and said with a sneer, "I don't care about the past, but you can't take this person away!"
The man in black snorted coldly, and suddenly threw Xin Ziyan aside, raised his hand and slapped at Zong Chen.
There was frost between Zong Chen's brows, and it seemed that he was really angry. He greeted him with a sneer, and the two of them fought together instantly. Open, keep gathering, disperse and gather again, looking from a distance, it looks like a pot of soup that is about to boil.
The palm of the black-robed man is strong and his sword is flying like lightning, Zong Chen's figure is light and graceful, and in the feather-like mist, white light and purple light are interspersed like horses, mixed with Zong Chen's low voice from time to time .
"When did you switch to flying knives?"
"Where have you been all these years?"
"What happened back then?"
But from the beginning to the end, the opponent only made moves without making a sound.
This side was fighting vigorously, when suddenly there was a long laugh from the bottom of the cliff, and a person rushed up excitedly, his eyes shining brightly, and shouted: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Fighting, fighting? Oh, add me." Without any explanation, he squeezed in, and also No matter what happens, he kicked the black-robed man first, and then slapped Zong Chen.
This man has no rules in fighting, but he strikes surprisingly fast, fearing that the Ning Da guards who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic have arrived.
Both the man in black robe and Zong Chen knew him, and when they saw him, they felt a big headache. With this man in the way, nothing could be done. The two looked at each other, withdrew their hands together, and backed away.
Ning Cheng stood alone in the middle, looked left and right, curled his lips in grievance, and cursed: "Petty!"
Then he remembered what he was here for, and while patting the ashes on his robe, he cursed: "There are so many roads in the hell! I ran to the wrong hill! Oh, Lao Xin, are you okay, I'm here to pick you up."
Zong Chen sighed, it seems that Ning Cheng had Ning Yi's order to come to protect Xin Ziyan, but he accidentally went the wrong way, anyway, with Ning Cheng and that man, he couldn't deal with Xin Ziyan today up.
Glancing at the silent man in black, he lost interest and was about to leave quickly, but his gaze suddenly froze.
At the same time, Ning Cheng also yelled, "Where's Lao Xin?"
The man in black suddenly turned his head, only to see that the place where he threw Xin Ziyan just now was empty.
The three of them were stunned at the same time, looking at each other in the silence of the cliff top.
Xin Ziyan felt very comfortable at this moment.
His body was warm and soft, surrounded by fragrant winds, and a pair of gentle and delicate hands were slowly wiping off the dirt on his face with a silk scarf that exuded the same fragrance.
Xin Ziyan narrowed his eyes, grabbed the wrist, and murmured, "Ah Hua, is that you?"
The man smiled softly, softly and softly.
As if being burned, Xin Ziyan quickly let go of that hand, slapped it in disgust, and said, "I'm unconscious, Ah Hua is so gentle, who are you?"
He tried his best to open his eyes, and found that this place seemed to be a cave, but for some reason, his vision seemed to be a little problematic, and he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly. He only vaguely felt a woman in black walking away from him. The robe was obviously very loose. , but miraculously, people can feel her almost coquettish waistline, which is so graceful and beautiful.
In the past, he would immediately appreciate it with bright eyes, but now he has no interest. He only heard the woman walking all the way into the cave, laughing all the way: "I can't tell that this wandering scholar is actually a lover in his bones." , Hey, today I want to make amends on behalf of all the sisters who looked down on him in the past."
There was a murmur of laughter in the cave, but there was also the sound of sighing. A person in the depths of the cave slowly turned around and waved his hand. The women immediately stopped talking and laughing, and bowed to hide in the darkness.
Xin Ziyan sat up in a daze, and murmured: "Have I entered the ghost fox den..."
"It's okay for you to say that." The person deep in the cave smiled slightly. Her voice was not clear and clear, but a little hoarse. The endings of each word seemed to be a little inaccurate, with a slight pick, but it made people feel uncomfortable. Even more seductive, just by the voice, people feel that this is a stunner who can turn all his shortcomings into charms.
Xin Ziyan only felt that the voice was familiar.