Qin Lang smiled: "Young Master Wu is really elegant. He eats flowers and drinks. This is the first time I have heard of it."
He looked around, pointed at a crabapple flower and said with a smile, "Can crabapples be eaten?"
Haitang snorted coldly and said, "Of course!"
She personally picked a few petals and put them into Qin Lang's hands. Qin Lang happily threw them into his mouth, feeling that they were indeed sweeter than any candied fruit he could eat.
Qin Lang sighed and said: "There are good wines, flowers, and beauties more beautiful than flowers. I don't want to leave after I come here."
Mr. Wu smiled and said: "Brother Qin, if you are interested in staying with me here, you might as well stay for a while before leaving."
Qin Lang waved his hand and said: "You have no merit and no reward, how can you bother me like this?"
He thought that since Wu Hua Gong was here, Wu Ming's assassination might have failed. Wu Hua Gong looked harmless with a smile, but it was impossible not to guess the connection between himself and Wu Ming.
He tentatively took out the sword box and said: "The only thing in my hand that can be used to exchange for Wu Hua Gong's North Wind Peach Blossom Wine is this sword box. If Wu Hua Gong doesn't dislike it, I can exchange it for one."
Change."
Mr. Wu Hua's face, which had always been calm and gentle, finally couldn't help but change when he saw the sword box. He sighed: "Brother Qin is indeed a quick talker. This is the only thing I have planned."
He also said cheerfully: "Wuhua has only practiced one magical sword technique in his life, called Piaoxiang Sword Rain. He considers himself to be extremely powerful, and rarely meets an opponent. The only time he lost was at Lingyu Sword Mansion.
Under the talisman sword! The power of the talisman sword is no longer comparable to that of a monk at my level. It seems to be my nemesis from birth. For this reason, I have stayed in Wanhua Villa for a long time, just trying to improve the Piaoxiang Sword Rain.
Then when you encounter the Talisman Sword again in the future, you will be able to defeat it."
Qin Lang said: "I didn't know that Mr. Wu Hua had such a connection with this Talisman Sword."
Seeing that Mr. Wu Hua said it naturally, he was secretly surprised in his heart. If Wu Ming had already assassinated Mr. Wu Hua, then Mr. Wu Hua should know that the Fu Sword was no longer in the sword box. However, Mr. Wu Hua did not know what it looked like now.
Wuming hasn't taken action yet?
Mr. Wuhua added: "Brother Qin only exchanged a few jars of Beifeng Peach Blossom Wine. It's really a shame."
"What did the playboy say?" Qin Lang chuckled. If there was a talisman sword in the sword box in his hand, it would be a real loss. Now there is an empty sword box. The only use is to look good.
What's the loss?
The four maids were surprised and happy when they saw Qin Lang handing over the sword box to Mr. Wu Hua so easily. Even Haitang changed her attitude towards Qin Lang and smiled more on her face.
The playboy didn't even look at the sword box on the table, he just poured wine diligently and talked happily over the wine.
The four maids all have outstanding looks and outstanding dancing skills. Dancing in the pavilion is also a pleasing sight.
Qin Lang saw that Wuming didn't open the sword box to see what was inside, so he was happy to pretend to be confused. He just kept drinking, occasionally teasing Haitang, and didn't criticize Wuming. He quietly waited to see what Wuming was up to.
Not long after, a scream suddenly rang out in the originally peaceful Wanhua Villa, and then a bloody smell spread out, diluting the artistic conception of the floral fragrance.
Young Master Wu, Jasmine, Begonia, Peony and Green Chrysanthemum were all present. They were all top-notch monks. Although the aura of blood was very light, they discovered it right away.
Mr. Wuhua narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother Qin, please sit here for a while. Jasmine Haitang, you guys are drinking with Brother Qin here. I'll go and find out what's going on."
The figure of Mr. Wu was swaying, already a hundred meters away, heading straight to the place where the bloody smell came from.
Haitang said in surprise: "It came from the treasure house!"
Jasmine said coldly: "The thief who broke into the treasure house is quite powerful. He was able to hide it from us, but Uncle Wang, the guard of the treasure house, is not that easy to deal with."
Luju, the youngest of the four girls, said worriedly: "The scream just now, and the smell of blood, could it have come from Uncle Wang?"
Jasmine said: "How is that possible? Uncle Wang must have killed the thief who broke in. It was the thief who made the sound."
Haitang and Mudan also nodded in agreement, seeming to have great confidence in Uncle Wang. The monk who could indeed be sent by Wu Hua Gongzi to take care of the treasure house must be very powerful, and should be one of the best in Wanhua Villa.
However, Qin Lang felt faintly uneasy in his heart.
A monk who can hide his aura so that he can't detect it, isn't that Wuming? When Wuming sneaked into the Medicine King Tower and put down the sword box and letter in the meeting hall, he didn't notice it either.
There is also Uncle Wang. If other monks came, it would be very difficult for him. But Wuming has a talisman sword that even Young Master Wu is afraid of. It is not difficult to seriously injure or kill Uncle Wang!
Wuming has been silent for so long. Could it be that he secretly sneaked into the treasure house of Wanhua Villa?
Just when everyone was in shock, a sweet smile came out and said: "Master Wuhua, lend me this hundred-flower light feather coat of yours. I will return it to you after I use it. You don't have to be so stingy, right?"
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Followed by the cold voice of Mr. Wu: "You are so brave, how dare you break into the treasure house of my Wanhua Villa and hurt the people of my Wanhua Villa! If you don't leave anything behind today, you still want to leave with something?"
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As soon as the voice fell, two figures were seen shooting out from the depths of Wanhua Villa. The one running away in front was Wuming, and the one chasing behind her was Wuming holding a blue steel sword.
Playboy.
Wuhua Gongzi's cultivation level was obviously higher than Wuming's. He was extremely fast. He caught up with him in the blink of an eye. He raised his sword and saw countless sword energy flying out. It was like petals flying between the sky and the earth, completely blocking Wuming.
the way to go.
"Well done, sir!"
"What a move, Fragrant Sword Rain!"
Mr. Wuhua didn't have any intention of killing Wuming, so the petal sword energy in the sky was just floating around blocking Wuming's path, and did not hit Wuming. Otherwise, even if Wuming had three heads and six arms, he would be several times more powerful.
, and was about to be torn apart by the sword rain in an instant.
"Why don't you just surrender and hand over Baihua Qingyuyi?" Mr. Wuhua said coldly.
Wuming scoffed and said, "Piao Xiang Jian Yu, he has such a great reputation, but it's nothing more than that!"
When Haitang heard this, she became extremely angry and said angrily: "My young master only used his sword energy to stop you, but did not use his sword to hurt you. Otherwise, you would have died long ago, and you still don't know what happened!"
Qin Lang looked at the fragrant sword rain and admired in his heart, but he also knew what Wuming was thinking.
Sure enough, I heard Wuming laugh and say: "If Piaoxiang Sword Rain is so powerful, just take my sword and see!"
She raised her hand and threw out a small black sword.
"Fu Sword? Why is it in your hand?" Wu Hua Gongzi's face changed drastically when he saw this small sword.
The next moment, you can see the fragrant sword rain flying all over the sky, and the sword intention released by the small sword is clear in the blink of an eye.
The small sword also slowly grew in size, turning into a giant sword several meters long, and slashed straight at Mr. Wu Hua.
Young Master Wuhua was so frightened and furious that he retreated to the Ten Thousand Flowers Villa and shouted: "Ten Thousand Flowers Formation, rise!"
Countless lights suddenly lit up in Wanhua Villa, and densely packed petals flew up to form runes, blocking the sky and protecting the entire Wanhua Villa. The giant sword chopped off the petals, and with one strike, countless petals fell.
Destroyed and turned into ashes.
Finally, the petals were so dense and endless that they were able to intercept the giant sword and prevent it from completely cutting off.
Wuming laughed loudly, waved his hand to recall the giant sword, stepped on the giant sword, and flew away in a swaggering manner.
"Take my Baihua Qingyuyi and hurt Uncle Wang, you will pay the price." Young Master Wuhua waved his hand to scatter the petals in the sky, stared at the direction in which Wuming flew away, his eyes were cold, and he murmured to himself. The monk of Wanhua Villa thought to himself.
He wanted to pursue, but was stopped by Mr. Wuhua. He knew that he could not catch up, and he also knew that it would be useless to catch up. The monks of Wanhua Villa were even more unable to block the strike of the Talisman Sword.
Then, Wu Hua Gongzi's eyes fell on Qin Lang.
"Brother Qin, do you want to give me a reasonable explanation?" (To be continued)