master, i like her

The sun at the end of autumn is warm with a touch of desolation, unlike the sun in hot summer. Among the crowded crowd, the man in green shirt holding an umbrella is very eye-catching. Entering Fengyue Tower from Baimeng, he is waiting not far from the door. Standing motionless like a watcher's stone.

"Wait for me?" Bai Meng looked at Yang Xie warily. That night, Ye Sili told them that the man in the green shirt had been to Jiang's house, so she knew that Yang Xie knew martial arts.

A person who knows martial arts, pretends to be a weak scholar, and deliberately approaches himself, not knowing whether his real purpose is himself or his master.

Pretending to misunderstand, he asked: "I bumped into you at the gate of the city that day, is it not enough to compensate you for your medical expenses?"

Yang Xie took it for granted, smiled and said, "Of course not, I'm waiting for you to take you away."

He has seen Bai Meng killing people, he is bloodthirsty and cruel, he is very suitable to be the assassin in his cabinet, after a good training and training, he will definitely become a first-class killer in the future.

It turned out that the purpose was for himself, "Oh, take me away, it depends on whether you have the ability." Bai Meng drew out the sword, clang, the sword came out of the water like a dragon, and as soon as it was unsheathed, the sword body immediately gave off a misty white sword aura.

The man in the green shirt smiled slightly, and dodged it lightly, but the ink lotus paper umbrella in his hand was not so lucky, a piece was sliced ​​off by Bai Meng's sword energy, leaving only half a broken lotus.

Glancing at the umbrella surface that fell to the ground, he sighed regretfully, "Unfortunately, I bought this umbrella with fifty copper coins." Seeing Bai Meng swinging his sword again, he sideways to avoid it again.

He knew the power of the bronze sword in Bai Meng's hand, the sword's energy was like a rainbow, and he would either die or injure him when he touched it, and he also knew Bai Meng's weakness, his shallow internal strength, as long as he waited for a while, it would be difficult to capture her.

He glanced at the bronze epee, it was a pity that such a good sword was used by a little girl.

If he can join his sect and let him guide him, his martial arts will be a thousand times higher than at this moment, so he won't waste such a good sword.

Seeing that Yang Xie was only defending but not attacking, Bai Meng stopped his sword and stood sideways, and said contemptuously: "You still want to take me away with this little ability? I think you should read more sage books and test your achievements." Put the sword back into its sheath, Turn around and prepare to leave.

Just two steps away, a murderous intent came from behind him, Bai Meng knocked down with his sword backhand, the oiled paper umbrella shattered into a broken umbrella, and the paper was flying, Bai Meng looked at Yang Xie, and at some point in his hand, there was a black sword.

The people who were watching the excitement around them were only scared away at this moment.

The black long sword without any decorations is like a ghost waiting for the soul of a stranger in the dark abyss. Knock, the sword is out of the sheath, and it really matches Yang Xie's feminine and neutral face.

"Bai Meng, come with me." Yang Xie's eyes became strange, with a tinge of red in the black, and before he could finish speaking, the long sword pierced Bai Meng's throat, and the moment she raised the sword to block, the edge of the sword Deviating and paddling towards the shoulder, if Bai Meng hadn't dodged in time, it would not just be the clothes that were torn.

"Interesting." Yang Xie laughed.

Bai Meng never thought that she would encounter such perverts who wanted to take her away for no apparent reason. Thinking of Shangguan Qing who pestered her master, she suddenly realized that there were actually many such perverts.

It's just that Shangguan Qing pestered Master because Master saved her, and the man in green shirt in front of him pestered him, so he didn't know why.

No more thinking about it, he pulled out the bronze sword and met Yang Xie's Xuanhei sword. There was an ear-piercing sound of weapons being exchanged, and the sharp sword energy collided and stirred, like a biting cold wind on a snow mountain, making the skin hurt.

Yang Xie hooked his lips, turned his left hand over, and the scabbard swept across, hitting Bai Meng's side waist, and a long black mark immediately appeared on the fair skin under the clothes.

Qi and blood surged, Bai Meng pushed a little on his toes, jumped back a few meters, and distanced himself from Yang Xie, his right side suffered from colic pain, he leaned his sword on the ground, and vomited blood from his head.

"I said, I'm going to take you away." Yang Xie stepped forward, noticing the overwhelming killing intent around him, and immediately backed away. Five women in dark red outfits holding sharp swords suddenly appeared like ghosts, clang, and drew their swords , the movement is uniform, the momentum is like a rainbow, firmly guarding in front of Bai Meng.

One of the women turned around to help Bai Meng, seeing the refusal in her eyes, she helped her up and said: "My subordinate, Ye Yi, is ordered by the palace master to protect the young palace master. Don't worry, the young palace master will not let him take you away."

"Just because of you?" Yang Xie sneered when he heard the words, and sent people to Jiang Zhai to surround and kill Bai Xijing and the others that night. Let him take Bai Meng back, but their little martial arts still can't catch his eyes.

Inserting the scabbard into the bluestone floor tiles, holding the hilt of the black sword with both hands, leaning slightly, he said impatiently: "Let's go together, I'm in a hurry." Four women in dark red dresses stepped forward, and the long sword touched his chest The Xuanhei sword was instantly broken into two pieces.

The level of weapons is very different, and you will lose with one move.

underestimated.

The four women in dark red costumes backed up swiftly and stood in front of Bai Meng. One of them turned his head and said to Ye Yi who was protecting Bai Meng: "His sword is weird, you take the young palace master and leave first."

They were ordered by the palace lord to protect the young palace lord, if they couldn't even protect themselves well, they wouldn't have the face to see the palace lord.

Yang Xie's goal was only Bai Meng. When he saw a few women in dark red clothes entangled again, his eyes sharpened, and he used the blood-killing sword technique. The sword shadow passed by. Wound.

The blood that flowed out was a strange dark red.

There is poison on the sword.

Ye Yi saw that several people were injured, but he wanted to go forward but had to protect Bai Meng, his heart ached, and he stared at Yang Xie angrily.

Yang Xie raised his sword and licked it, with a dissatisfied expression on his feminine face, as if he disliked the bad taste of a few people.

This scene fell into the eyes of Bai Meng and Ye beside her, the two couldn't help cursing in their hearts, and became abnormal.

It is indeed a metamorphosis, and it is still a terrible metamorphosis.

Yang Xie put down his sword and pointed at Bai Meng, raised his lips, swiped the tip of the sword to the right, and pointed at Ye Yi, "If you don't want her to die, follow me."

Bai Meng gritted her teeth, unable to speak in pain.

Ye Yixin knew that the sword in his hand would not be able to catch the green-clothed man's move, so he said with a look of death on his face, "Young Palace Master, can I borrow your Qinghong sword?"

Bai Meng was about to nod her head when she caught a glimpse of a white figure coming from afar, she was slightly stunned, then laughed, shaking her head and rejecting Ye Yi.

Still laughing at this time, Ye Yi was so anxious that he wanted to cry, "Then the young palace master, hurry up, this subordinate is dead."

Pulling out the sword and preparing to fight Yang Xie desperately, a cold sword energy came through the air and slashed at the man in the blue shirt.

"Master——" Bai Meng endured the severe pain and shouted happily, Bai Xijing landed beside her lightly, reaching out to embrace her in her arms.

The man in the blue shirt dodged the sword energy just now, and was about to fight back when he saw Bai Xijing, put away his sword, and smiled politely, "Master Wufeng Palace, I have heard your name for a long time."

Seeing the Palace Master, Ye Yi stopped and cupped his fists and shouted, "Palace Master."

Bai Xijing's eyes fell on the little apprentice, and she turned a blind eye to others. When she hugged Bai Meng just now, she heard her hiss, and asked with a frown, "Injured? Where is the injury?" The voice was as cold as a lake, but not Lost tenderness and love.

"Waist." Leaning in Master's arms, Bai Meng felt at ease. With Master around, no one could hurt her again. Then she became a little worried, Master's internal strength was damaged, and she wondered if it had fully recovered with Nie's tonic.

Smelling the familiar faint fragrance of the master, my brain uncontrollably recalled the conversation I heard in Fengyue Tower. In that room, there were two girls having fun. Love, one of them was bound, tied, bound by the other , doing what she wanted to do to her master—teaching...

How can you think of these things at this time.

Bai Meng tried her best to suppress inappropriate thoughts, turned her head and pointed at Yang Xie with her chin, and said, "Master, he hurt me."

Bai Xijing followed the little apprentice's gaze to look at Yang Xie, lowered her head and asked, "Can you still hold on?" Bai Meng nodded weakly, but the pain made it difficult for her to speak.

Xia Yan'er just walked out at this time, and seeing the posture of the Palace Mistress hugging the Young Palace Mistress, she always felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that the Palace Master's favorite person is...

"Xia Yan'er." Bai Xijing caught a glimpse of Xia Yan'er from the corner of her eye, interrupted her wild thoughts, and entrusted Bai Meng to her, "Look after Bai Meng for me for a while." After speaking, she turned to look at Yang Xie.

As soon as the gentle watery eyes left Bai Meng, they instantly became icy cold and sharp, and a strong chill rose all over his body, and he walked towards Yang Xie with his sword in hand.

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