Chapter 82: The twenty-fourth bridge is still there
"Twenty-four bridges are thrown away, the waves are in the heart, the cold moon is silent, read the red medicine beside the bridge, and you will know who you are born for every year..." At this time, the Buddha's voice suddenly sounded, the mysterious ball spun, and Xiao Qiyue immediately came from
Wake up in the artistic conception of Lian Lily.
He immediately stabilized his panicked mind with great willpower, and, looking up at the ceiling, one hand was half-bent behind his back, and the other hand held a paper fan towards the floor, and casually recited "Yangzhou" by Jiang Kui of the Southern Song Dynasty.
slow".
The scene this guy created is similar to the scene where Lian Lily appeared among the flowers just now.
However, Xiao Qiyue's bare head is quite disharmonious and is suspected of destroying the beauty of the artistic conception.
Feeling Lian Lily's murderous aura sliding across his face, Xiao Qiyue didn't dare to make any move, not even the slightest thought of escaping.
Moreover, I have been praying to the gods and Buddhas in the sky for blessings in my heart.
Time seemed to have frozen at this moment, and Lian Lily's murderous aura gradually receded.
At this time, a sword energy rushed out, and Zhao Yingying's frost-free sword blade pierced Xiao Qiyue's chest.
Snap!
Zhao Yingying touched her cheek, her eyes almost dropped to the ground.
The white plum on the side also entered the petrified state.
The Zhao family and his son were also dumbfounded.
The Xiao family was even more dumbfounded.
Jin Buhuan twitched his lips.
Lian Baihe actually slapped Zhao Yingying, a beautiful girl from heaven, so hard that she sat on the ground, with a clear five-finger mark on her face that was particularly eye-catching.
If Lian Baihe's scolding just now was just a small punishment, Zhao Yingying already felt that she had gone too far.
But now this slap was slapped when she attacked Xiao Qiyue. One can imagine Zhao Yingying's anger.
She couldn't believe her eyes, this really happened.
"You don't understand... you are so disappointing!" There was naked contempt in Lian Lily's eyes, and even a trace of unforgettable hatred.
"I don't understand anything. I wrote it down. You beat me! You actually helped a bastard beat me? Is he your lover?" Zhao Yingying was completely furious. She pointed her sword at Lian Lily and shouted angrily.
"Yingying, she is a master, so she must not be rude!" Bai Mei was a little angry even though she was practicing Lily's beating.
Because, I am the protector entrusted by the Pavilion Master.
But he could still distinguish the importance, so he rushed over and grabbed Zhao Yingying's sword.
"Uncle, I think she was confused by this bald little monk, and she just wanted to send him to his door to kneel and lick him..." Zhao Yingying struggled, took out a wooden talisman and smashed it.
Bai Mei was so frightened that her soul came out of the ceiling. She quickly stretched out her hand to grab it and hugged Zhao Yingying tightly.
That was Zhao Yingying's last life-saving talisman. Du Junlian poured her true power into it and engraved it with her strong spiritual will.
If it is really smashed out, the trap will be exploded instantly, and the will of the sword will be unleashed, which can completely injure the innate strong in seconds.
"roll!"
Lian Baihe stared at Zhao Yingying and squeezed out this word.
This is a manifestation of hatred to the extreme. Otherwise, the consequences of insulting Du Junlian's most favored disciple would be very serious.
Although Lian Baihe is the fifth elder of Luoyue Pavilion and a third-grade spiritual medicine master.
However, there is a huge gap in strength between the pavilion master and Du Junlian, and he is a target that can be killed instantly.
And her ability to sit on the fifth elder position does not mean that she has reached the level of strength.
It's because of her status as a spiritual medicine master. Otherwise, based on martial arts alone, she wouldn't even be ranked in the top 10.
"You dare to tell me to get lost, who are you? I, Zhao Yingying, am the future pavilion master." Zhao Yingying was so angry that she vomited blood and sprayed Bai Mei all over her body.
"Can you say one more thing?" Lian Baihe's face was as terrifying and murderous as the lily on the iceberg.
"Uncle Trainer, she is the most beloved disciple of the Pavilion Master, and the Pavilion Master is planning to appoint her as the next head of the Pavilion." Bai Mei couldn't stand it.
"Pavilion Master, I will go back and explain, even if it is to plead guilty. However, I give you ten breaths to get out of the Xiao family, get out of here!" Lian Baihe's eyes became even colder, and he said the word 'get out' three times in a row.
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The murderous aura has spread, and the entire hall seems to be frozen. Xiao Yang, who is more than ten feet away, is so cold that his upper teeth are chattering.
Jin Buhuan twitched his lips repeatedly and looked at Xiao Qiyue in shock.
This kid is really capable. He surrendered to Lian Lily with just one nonsense poem. Could this be the legendary 'love at first sight'?
"Yingying, let's go, let's go!" Zhao Fangde was so frightened that he almost peed all over himself and quickly picked up his daughter and left.
The old man has an accurate vision. If his daughter doesn't leave, this training elder will really kill her.
By then, even if Du Junlian came over and beat Lian Lily to death, there would be no way to save her.
"Lian Lily, I swear to you and me.
I have written down this slap in my mouth today, and I will definitely repay you a hundredfold in the next year.
And Xiao Qiyue, you are a pervert and a pretty boy, I will tear you alive.
Don't think that sticking to Lily will save your life. Don't think about it, no one can save you.
I swear, no one can protect you!" Zhao Yingying was dragged away by Bai Mei and Zhao Fangde while screaming.
Damn, am I that handsome? I am actually classified as a pretty boy...
Xiao Qiyue stroked his bare head completely speechless. This misunderstanding was a bit big.
However, just now, she had pulled Lian Baihe into the artistic conception through her conspiracy, and now she is awake.
I don’t know what to do with myself. Should I chop it up or chop it up?
"Did you write that poem?" Lian Lily asked, not even wiping away Xiao Qiyue's tears that fell on her face.
"That's not a poem, that's a sad and beautiful story." Xiao Qiyue pretended to be sad and shook her head.
At this moment, we must play the tragedy card to the fullest and arouse resonance in order to successfully rescue ourselves.
"With the cold moon, the swaying water, and the red medicine, she must be beautiful, right?" Lian Lily actually asked a little foolishly, and the Xiao family members suddenly broke their glasses.
Jin Buhuan twitched his mouth. He had been angry recently and had a toothache.
"Alas... She is white and transparent, defying the world's frost, and blooming like a rosette. She is a lonely lily that looks down upon the world." Xiao Qiyue described the 'human flower' of Lian Lily.
"She... her name is Lily too?" Lian Lily lowered her eyebrows and was stunned for a moment.
"Huh? I have the same name as you." Xiao Qiyue nodded pretending to be sad.
"I'm leaving... These are some medicines to strengthen your body. Grow your hair quickly. Otherwise, it will be a bit disgraceful." Lian Lily threw several medicine bottles to Xiao Qiyue, and the white shadow flashed, like
Ling Bo stepped on the courtyard wall like a fairy and floated away.
"You kid, what are you doing with all your pretense?" Jin Buhuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was too depressed just now, and he felt like crying for no reason.
"5555..." Several members of Xiao Yang's tribe actually squatted on the ground and started crying immediately. Butler Xiao Jinsong cried the most fiercely, with tears and runny noses.
Really powerful!
This is the power of Lian Lily's "tragic mood", which is invisibly emitted and affects the entire hall.
Who in this world can live without sadness?
Naturally, it resonated with him and made him cry all over. If Lian Baihe were stronger, he might even cry to death.
"Stop crying, I will cry if you continue to cry." Jin Buhuan sobbed, and his eye circles were a little red.