The night is already deep.

The noisy Chunshui River finally became quiet, and the lanterns in Qingge Tower were extinguished.

Nangong Xi'er and Qingyi Lang stood on a small boat and moved forward slowly. Qingyi Lang was already slightly drunk. He smiled and said: "It would be great if I could be so indulgent and happy every day."

Nangong Xi'er frowned slightly, turned around and said, "You are the young master of the Xie family, can you always indulge in enjoying this?"

"Isn't it just for happiness that people live their whole lives?" Qingyi Lang asked, "Why do we work so hard and why do we want to trample other people's families under our feet? Isn't it just to make ourselves happier and happier! Then that's the case

, why not enjoy it now?”

"But many people can't be as happy as you. You are the young master of the Xie family, so you can be so happy. But there are many people in the Xie family, and their destiny needs your guidance." Nangong Xi'er looked at the people in the lake.

Yuyu said in a deep voice.

"Family." Qingyi Lang lay directly on the board of the boat, with his hands behind his head, looking at the moon in the sky: "It's such a heavy thing. I feel sleepy every time I think about it. By the way, cousin, you

Do you like Su Baiyi?"

Nangong Xi'er was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks began to heat up, and she said, "That's my junior brother."

"I think Su Baiyi is a good person. I still remember the first time I met him. He saved me when I was escorted to the Wang family." Qingyi Lang said quietly, "What a pure and clean young man. In his

I didn't see any impurities in my eyes. I told him that if I lost my martial arts, I would lose my opportunity. He said, if my opportunity is to become the head of the Xie family and become famous in the world, then maybe there is no chance.

There is a chance, but if I just want to have a good life, then the opportunity is ahead."

Nangong Xi'er smiled and shook her head: "What does he know?"

"He really understands. There are no impurities in his eyes, but there are stories in his eyes. I think he has experienced a lot of things." Qing Yilang suddenly laughed, "In short, he is also very good-looking.

Junxiu, standing together with my cousin, they should be a beautiful couple, what do you think?"

"He is really just a junior brother. Although he always likes to pretend to be a master and his martial arts is so poor, he always says that he can handle it." Nangong Xi'er waved her hand, "He just likes to brag."

"Then has he done it?" Qing Yilang continued to ask, "To be honest, the first time I met him, I thought he was a master."

Nangong Xi'er was stunned. She thought about it. Whether it was the first time she faced Jie Qing Bu Jie Se and the others, or later on the long boat of the Mu family, and finally in Shanglin Tiangong, Su Baiyi seemed to be really able to handle those who looked at them.

It seemed that things were far beyond his ability. It was obvious that her senior sister's martial arts were terrifyingly strong, but at critical moments, the good-for-nothing junior brother could always turn things around. Nangong Xi'er held it in for a long time and said, "That's because he is lucky."

The man in green touched his slightly hot forehead and looked at Nangong Xi'er: "Cousin, this is the first time I've met you. What impression do you think I have of you?"

"Speak carefully." Nangong Xi'er said slightly threateningly.

The man in green raised his eyebrows: "When I first saw you, I thought you were beautiful, but you were like an iceberg. Although cold, there was a distance. You held the sword of your beloved in your hand, and your whole body was full of sword light. Even if you were in Qing Dynasty just now,

In the singing room, you and I were drinking together, and people from all over the Chunshui River came to see us. You still looked calm. Only for a moment did you show a trace of panic, because you hallucinated your junior brother calling you. And this

At that moment, I felt that there was warmth shrouding the boat, and the ice and snow melted. I really felt that you, cousin, are also a woman in your prime."

Nangong Xi'er shook her head and said, "That's nonsense."

"When we started talking about Su Baiyi, cousin, you were no longer guarded against me, and your words were full of smiles. The distance between you and me seemed to have become closer all of a sudden. This is good, this

A woman of her age shouldn't be as sharp as a sword." The man in Qingyi reached out and took a camellia floating in front of him, "Believe me, in this regard, if I am not the best in the world, I am the best in the south of the Yangtze River. I

But the Man in Tsing Yi, a dream in the spring boudoir in the south of the Yangtze River."

Nangong Xi'er raised her head, and another camellia floated toward her. When it was only a foot away, it was torn to pieces by the sword energy emanating from her.

"You seem to enjoy this title very much." Nangong Xi'er's tone was a bit contemptuous, "So you left the woman who sacrificed her life to save you and went to live in that dream in your spring boudoir?"

The man in Qingyi sat down cross-legged: "I originally enjoyed it very much. It's a pity that the Wang family shouldn't bully my sister. From the moment my sister married into the Wang family, I swore that even if I die, I will never recover in this life.

We must fight them to the end!" After saying this, he turned to the side and stabbed a knife from under the boat.

A camellia flower is carved on the blade.

"Snow and camellia, killing people like pictures?" Qingyi Lang punched him, directly punching a hole in the ship plank.

Nangong Xi'er moved her hand to the hilt of the sword, and her husband's sword was about to come out. The man in Qingyi stretched out his hand to stop her: "My cousin, there is no need to do anything."

The lake shook excitedly for a while, and then fell into calm. But more and more camellias floated towards their small boat. Nangong Xi'er squinted her eyes: "Why are there so many flowers suddenly?"

Qingyi Lang shrugged: "In Jiangnan, there is a mysterious murder organization, and all the killers in it are named after flowers. One of them is named Camellia. It is said that every time he kills, he must do it as beautifully as a painting."

"A beautiful scene of a beloved man with falling camellias should be a good painting." Beside the boat, a man in black jumped up from the water and stood in front of the man in green.

Nangong Xi'er snorted coldly, and all the camellia flowers near the boat turned into powder in an instant. She turned around and said in a calm tone: "Just you?"

Lang Qingyi looked a little surprised. He knew that Nangong Xier's martial arts was high, but he didn't expect it to be this high. The lake water continued to flow in towards the big hole just now. Lang Qingyi lightly stamped his feet, and the boat plank split apart.

Come, Nangong Xi'er and Qingyi Lang stepped on one of them and it was still floating on the lake. The killer Camellia on the other side sank little by little with the boat. Camellia waved the knife in her hand and flattened the blade.

On the surface of the knife, a rose fell. Camellia immediately put away the knife and lay down in the lake.

Qingyi Lang frowned and looked for a while, then found that there was no movement under the lake: "He left?"
Chapter completed!