[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

If Sect Leader Hua borrows someone, even if the Sect Leader refuses to allow it, the person who wants to go against the sky will definitely find a way to agree. If there is nothing they want in this half volume, someone will definitely track down Yi Shui. After the door agreed to borrow someone, Ouyang asked Yi Shui to tell him his name tomorrow, and asked the head for a reply.

It is better for him to personally handle those who want to disturb the country's destiny, so as to avoid any mistakes in the middle.

No.20 Second round

At the beginning of July, it was the height of summer, the northern sun was scorching hot, the town of Huanxi was full of wine and mist, the three streets and two markets were mixed, and Hu Ge was heard in front of the houses.

The town of Huanxi is not too small, and it is a bit more prosperous if it is closer to Chang'an. Good wine should be produced here. As soon as Ouyang enters the town tomorrow, he will smell the strong or light aroma of wine from time to time, which makes him want to have a drink a few cups.

Ouyang looked at Murong Ziying tomorrow, but Yu Xiao in his hand pointed at Yi Shui and said, "Let's make arrangements."

The market is busy with business, people come and go in a hurry, tourists are not afraid of the heat when they walk around, there are various shops and stalls, high-rise buildings and deep alleys, all kinds of businesses, novelties, Murong Ziying can't help but look at them.

Ouyang twirled his temples tomorrow, and asked with a smile: "The journey is considered to be in a hurry, is Murong in the mood to go to the market today?"

Murong Ziying was naturally moved, he pursed his lips, but said: "It's not that I don't agree with His Highness's kindness, but I should focus on pure cultivation, I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

"You." Ouyang Mingri felt helpless, after all, he was a child.

Ouyang Mingri waved his hands back, and the two stopped going to the city and turned back to the streets.

The streets are spacious, and most of the passers-by are locals in the workshop. The sudden appearance of a nobleman like Ouyang Mingri naturally attracts attention, and people who have nothing to do begin to gather and discuss.Murong Ziying has long been used to being stared at so hard, anyway, it's not her who is looking at her. I'm afraid I can't count the girls who will never forget Ouyang tomorrow on the road.

There is no bustle in the workshop, but there is the smell of wine. Ouyang Mingri was thinking about wine, so he came along and saw a large wine workshop.

The door of the wine shop was open, people inside were busy, and they rushed out reeking of alcohol. Ouyang Mingri looked at the door, and soon a waiter came out, wiped his hands with the hem of his linen clothes, and greeted warmly: "My lord is smelling the fragrance. Right, I drank two cups to refresh myself recently, took two pots back to sleep peacefully, and I saw that you are not an ordinary person, the shop is honored, honored."

Ouyang Mingri burst out laughing, he has seen a lot of glib people, this guy is nothing, but seeing that Murong Ziying seemed to find it funny, she laughed even harder, and said to the guy: "Then I will prepare two pots for you. The distillery doesn't like small customers, so I will pay the price of twenty jars."

The guy agreed happily, and was about to shout inside when he was dragged out: "How can this be done!"

This man looked to be the boss' son, dressed richly, handsome, tall and tall, with wide-sleeved long gown, tall crown and belt, bookish all over, looked about twenty-five six.

He frowned, bowed to Ouyang Mingri, stood upright, and said: "Two pots of wine are only two pots of money, how can I ask for more?"

"Then it's my fault." Ouyang Mingri cupped his hands with a smile, and looked at the young man carefully. He couldn't tell from his appearance, but his breath was somewhat familiar.

After a little thought, Ouyang Mingri popped out the golden thread and wrapped it around his wrist, which startled the scholar. Before he could speak, Ouyang Mingri had already put away the golden thread and wound it slowly. He lowered his eyes for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Are you Chen?" Thirty-six?"

"Exactly, the young master knows me?" The scholar stepped forward and asked strangely.

Ouyang Mingri nodded, and said with a happy smile: "I am Ouyang Mingri, speaking of which, I still owe you a favor."

Chen Sanliu thought about it seriously, but still shook his head, with a humble expression on his face, looking very embarrassed.

Ouyang tomorrow thought he was quite cute and felt closer, so he said softly: "Forget it, when I came to Beijing, I wanted to find an inn in Huanxi Town. Since I have to meet an old friend, can I stay with Brother Chen for a few days?"

"Of course." Chen Sanliu was very happy to meet Ouyang Mingri, looked at the cold-faced Murong Ziying, and led them into the winery.

This is not like Ouyang Mingri's style at all. Murong Ziying was suspicious, and her subordinates secretly squeezed Ouyang Mingri's shoulder, and heard him whisper: "There is a monster."

Ouyang Mingri's jade Xiao was transformed by Yi Shuijian, in order not to reveal the spirit of the sword, he called Yi Shui back to the sword, and Murong and Ziying lived in the winery.

There was no moon in the night, the stars were dim, like ink stirred in the water, the clouds were heavy and the earth was dark, the doors of thousands of households were closed, and there were no wandering souls outside the square.The guests in the hut were still awake, and Xia Feng flicked the candles from time to time, and when they went out, they lost their energy, making people feel dazed.

Ouyang will be resting on the couch tomorrow, and the lights will illuminate his rich and luxurious clothes. Murong Ziying thinks that he is greedy for drinking today, so he is afraid of getting dizzy at this time, so he sits aside and watches.The crown tassels hang down on the sides of the cheeks, reflecting the jade face covered with gold, the wrists resting on the cheeks, and the fingertips wipe the heart.

At this time, someone came, the footsteps were full of wind and fire, and the person also called out. Murong Ziying went to open the door before the knock was heard. The person who came was a young woman, full of vigor and vigor, and it seemed that she was too busy people.

Murong Ziying wanted to ask, but Ouyang Mingri behind him spoke first, "But Mrs. Chen?"

"It's me, it's me." The woman pushed aside the cold-faced Murong Ziying, came in with a smile, and looked at Ouyang Mingri who was already in the wheelchair, "My name is Lei Jidi. Came here to take a look."

Ouyang Mingri smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Madam has a heart."

"You people have more etiquette." Lei Jidi waved his hand, sat down cross-legged, propped his face on the table, and smiled pleasingly, "You look like a son of a rich family, why did you hire a little Taoist priest to serve you? ?”

Ouyang Mingri asked Murong Ziying for help, and said: "This is my friend, Murong Ziying, not a Taoist priest, but a cultivator." He slanted his lips and asked with a smile, "Madam, are you worried about me? "

"No, no." Lei Jidi scratched her hair embarrassingly, with guilt all over her face, she said softly, "Seeing that you are so expensive and your legs are inconvenient, alas, it's my fault. I'll buy you a drink."

"No, Your Highness can't drink any more." Murong Ziying blurted out, and Lei Jidi jumped up in shock.

Lei Jidi pointed at Ouyang Mingri, his eyes widened: "Dian Dian Dian... Your Highness?!"

Ouyang Mingri whipped out a golden thread to stun Lei Jidi, and slowly raised his eyes to look at Murong Ziying, seeing him pursing his lips, eyes flickering slightly, he felt a little amused, but frowned and said: "This woman has a golden phoenix heart aperture. No wonder she is coveted by monsters, you go and send her back, something may happen tonight."

Murong Ziying set up Lei Jidi, and immediately felt a faint evil spirit and the smell of alcohol, which was too strong for people to bear.Knowing that this was what Ouyang Mingri did, he took a breath and walked out at a faster pace.

In the middle of the night, there is darkness and no light, there is no silvery moon hanging in the sky, and there is no light in the whole town. The wind sweeps the streets and cools the windows.

The street is uninhabited, the wind is violent and wild, cutting leaves and flowers, piercing the bones, causing loneliness and sadness for no reason, and a few wisps of silver blossoms seem to come from the moon, twisting and converging, forming a human form.

This man is dressed in black clothes, with a red belt around his waist, and his face is made of human skin. He has drawn blood on his face, his eyebrows are like a moon, his red phoenix eyes are like a fox, and his red lips are charming. He looks like a fairy, like a demon, and carries a small blue lantern , walked quickly from the painting.

The fairy does not take the path of the world, but enters the house through the wall, after a few detours, and arrives at the inner courtyard of a winery, the smile on the beautiful face is suppressed and distorted, gently put the small blue flame lamp on the front steps, and walk straight into the door Inside.

Lifting up the bed curtain with sharp nails, looking at the woman's sweet sleeping face, Zheng Ji licked his lower lip, and stabbed down with his claws without the slightest hesitation, which could pierce the woman's heart, but couldn't go any deeper.A strand of golden thread wound around his wrist, and actually bound his demonic power. Zheng Ji followed it, and saw that the thread glowed golden by itself in the darkness, and penetrated through the window wood and extended to the outside.

Ouyang twirled the formula to cast the enchantment tomorrow, his forehead was sweating anxiously, his mood was not calm, he sneered softly and said, "I'm a smart person, I used an ancient wood lamp to suppress the evil spirit, but I almost made a mistake."

Zheng Ji grabbed the golden thread and didn't want him to care about it. Now he just wanted to dig out the woman's heart. Ouyang Mingri yanked the gathering spirit force on his finger and pulled him out completely.

"I killed that woman just to get my own things, you shouldn't meddle in your own business!" Zheng Ji clawed at Ouyang Mingri's heart.

Ouyang Mingri blocked it with Yu Xiao, looked at the cold nails and smiled, and threw him out: "The Golden Phoenix Heart Aperture is yours? The little fox has a grudge against her, right?"

Xuanyi was hidden in the night like ink, and Zheng Ji stared at Ouyang Mingri for a moment, with resentment in his eyes like a viper spitting out letters, and retreated step by step to the edge of the barrier.Ouyang Mingri recognized his true form at a glance, and his strength was far superior to him, so he had a slight chance of winning.

Murong Ziying was separated by the barrier, the night was so dark that he couldn't see anything, only Ouyang Mingri's golden crown shimmered from time to time.

The sudden surge of hatred came up like a tide, drowning people to suffocation, Ouyang Mingri was wrapped around the golden thread, and his slight panting seemed fragile in the night, he heard Murong Ziying take a step forward, and the little fox demon almost The sound of pinching a hand bone.

Ouyang Mingri met those poisoned eyes and asked, "You don't have a heart, who dug out your heart?"

"You want to know?"

Ouyang Mingri felt that the sound was a little seductive, he paused his hands wrapped around the gold thread, the little fox was already standing behind him, with a cold breath sweeping over his neck, he said close to his ear: "I tell you, Can you let me go?"

Ouyang Mingri squinted at him, pinched a strand of his temple hair, and jokingly said, "Little fox, I can spare your life, but you will never get this golden phoenix heart."

"Okay." Zheng Ji responded immediately, turned around and went out, the barrier had been removed.

Yu Xiao slipped to the ground, Ling Ling was crisp, Murong Zi