Puzzled

No matter how many ambushes Jiang Suihun set up in Penglai Mountain Villa, it would be in vain. Hua Xiyu had already known how many ambushes there were around by feeling.

She led the Qilin Sect disciples, Chong Xiao, Chun Yi, An Zhi, and walked quietly to Penglai Mountain Villa in the dark.

When she was 300 meters away from Penglai Mountain Villa, she stopped, and the people behind her also stopped.

"Is there any question, Master?" Zhong Xiao asked.

Hua Xiyu sneered, pulled out the stick from her waist, and only took a step forward - just as her toes touched the ground, a huge net descended from the sky!

Before everyone had time to react, Hua Xiyu dodged in a calm manner, and then danced a series of dazzling dance moves. After she finished dancing and stood still, several black shadows fell to the ground with a bang.

Fifth style.

The morale of the crowd behind her was immediately boosted, Hua Xiyu made a "follow up" gesture to them, and continued to approach.

……

After Su Yanhui was entangled with the whip, his mouth was covered, but at this moment an unexpected person came, Wei Qiao.

Wei Qiao walked up to him with Xuanji in his hand, and looked down at him: "You will lose in the end. With you, can you defeat me?"

Although Su Yanhui's mouth was gagged, Wei Qiao could tell that he was smiling.

Wei Qiao said to the black shadow next to him: "Go to the front door and have a look, he will give it to me."

Those black shadows clasped their fists together and disappeared. Wei Qiao tore off the cloth from his mouth, grabbed Su Yanhui by the collar and pulled him up, saying, "What are you laughing at?"

Su Yanhui said: "What else can you laugh at? Once Mo'er comes, do you still dare to say such big words?"

"Maybe yes, but where is your Mo'er?" Wei Qiao mocked every word in his tone.

Su Yanhui thought of a way to delay time: "Wei Qiao, let me tell you, don't think that you are great just because you have Xuanji, I can defeat you without Mo'er."

"Hehe, did I hear correctly?"

"Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, you untie the whip on my body, we two will know if we try it?"

Wei Qiao sneered, and with a random wave of Xuanji's hand, the high-quality whips were all broken.

Wei Qiao threw him a sword casually, and he wanted to see what kind of tricks Su Yanhui was going to play.

Su Yanhui took the sword, feeling uneasy. Although he couldn't beat Wei Qiao, it was better than being caught and tortured directly. It doesn't matter whether Pei Yimo comes or not, as long as he can delay as much as possible.

Su Yanhui stood upright, his palms were already sweating, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Wei Qiao stabbed at him involuntarily, while Su Yanhui dodged and dodged, not daring to attack rashly, twisting and turning like a fish in water during the exchange of moves between you and me.

……

The white horse is like a gust of wind, blowing dust for miles, and the sound of horseshoes intertwined, passing through the woods, passing through the lanes that are still bustling during the day, and finally leading the owners to an elegant manor named Penglai Mountain Villa.

When they arrived, they were surprised that there was no one at the front door of Penglai Mountain Villa, even the guards were gone. Pei Yimo's horse snorted, he turned the horse's head slightly, and the horse took a few steps before calming down.

He found that it wasn't that there was no one around, but that there were many men in black wearing night suits lying around.

Ling Wu jumped off the horse, walked to one of them, squatted down, observed carefully, got up and said to Pei Yimo: "Master, they are all wounded by sticks."

Pei Yimo nodded.

Zuo Xiaonan's fiery red body was very eye-catching in the dark night, she frowned and looked at so many corpses on the ground, it had been raining for more than a while.

Lingwu got on his horse again, waiting for the leader's order.

Bai Die said from behind: "Vice Hierarch Su should be at the back door at this time, that's where he came from just now."

Pei Yimo turned his horse's head and led the crowd to the back door of Penglai Villa.Surrounding it from the outside, the high walls blocked everyone's sight, but just by listening to the sound, one could tell that the interior of Penglai Villa was already at close quarters, swords and swords!

The torches lit from the garden were set up every five meters. The disciples of Penglai Mountain Villa, who had been sleeping soundly, rushed to face the battle. At the beginning, they were completely at a disadvantage. , Watching the disciples of the Qilin Sect fighting in front of them is limited to watching.

Here, Xu Peibai, Jiang Suihun, and He Yi were also sitting in the main hall, quickly summoning the disciples to fight.

The master always shows up last.

Hua Xiyu was fighting and yelling, she suddenly turned her head to look at the wall, and then raised the corners of her mouth.

he came.

Pei Yimo and the others rode their horses and galloped all the way. Everyone except Pei Yimo couldn't help but be attracted by the fierce battle inside when they passed the wall, and Pei Yimo didn't even move his eyeballs, and looked straight ahead - what else could he do? What is more important than his Yanhui?

Going around to the back door, I saw two people fighting, one of them was holding a shining sword, which made people look daunting, and the other was a little thinner, and the sword in his hand was hanging weakly.

"Yanhui!" Pei Yimo jumped off the horse like flying, and ran towards him lightly.

Suddenly, Su Yanhui smiled.

Finally, I saw him.

Wei Qiao felt that something was wrong, and only then did he realize that he had been tricked by that boy Su Yanhui, and he actually made him last until Pei Yimo came!

The movements under her hands did not dare to be negligent, Xuanji pierced Changhong and stabbed at the unkind person, unexpectedly, before Xuanji was within one meter of him, she was shaken away by a powerful force, Xuanji fell to the ground, and he himself was shocked to sit on the ground .

Pei Yimo just waved his hand casually and opened the folding fan.

Wei Qiao was terrified, and his whole body couldn't stop shaking: "Pei Yimo, what kind of martial arts did you practice?!"

Pei Yimo pulled Su Yanhui into his arms, and felt the person in his arms tremble slightly.He pulled his hair back, and his entire face was revealed. He was not a peerless beauty, but a glamorous beauty for generations to come.

Su Yanhui wrapped his arms tightly around his waist, if he didn't hug him tightly, he was afraid that he would disappear in the next second.

Pei Yimo took the sword from Su Yanhui's hand, and said to Wei Qiao expressionlessly: "You don't need to know about dying people."

As soon as Su Yanhui blinked, Wei Qiao fell to the ground and drove west, his throat pierced by a sword.

A neat voice intertwined with men and women suddenly appeared behind him: "Congratulations to the coach for becoming the tenth weight."

Su Yanhui couldn't utter a single word, he was overjoyed at the moment, but the person beside him was a ticking time bomb, he might go back one day, leaving him only the infinite loneliness in the second half of his life... the last person alive was the most painful.

"Yanhui, why are you crying?"

Only then did Su Yanhui feel a chill coming from his face, and he hurriedly rubbed it off with the back of his hand.Then she looked at Pei Yimo reproachfully: "Mo'er, why did you come here?"

Pei Yimo smiled like water: "I'm here, I'm here, I'm not leaving."

"I don't forgive you."

"Oh? Then how will you forgive me?"

"Kiss."

"Ha, Yanhui has also learned how to flirt with the leader, so it will be as you wish."

As he spoke, he leaned down and blocked Su Yanhui's mouth fiercely, nimbly entered his jaw, and sucked his beautiful tongue.

Bai Die looked away unnaturally, but found that the other guardians didn't think so.

Su Yanhui felt a little suffocated, and hurriedly reached out to push Pei Yimo's shoulder, but what he got in return was to attack the city more brazenly.

Su Yanhui's whole body slowly became limp, without the strength to stand up, embraced by Pei Yimo's strong arms, enjoying this kiss as if he had been waiting for a thousand years as if he forgot the time.

It was indeed too long... It was a torment for both of them.

Surrounding him were flames of war, screams, and people were dying, but he and he were in it, kissing deeply with ecstasy.

If so, time stands still.

But it's up to man to make plans, and it's up to heaven to make things happen. If the gods don't do it for you, what can you do?

This is fate, you can't hide, you can't escape.This is the world of mortals, you are puzzled, you are at a loss.

I don't know how long it took before they parted and pulled out a silver thread.

Bai Die and Ling Wu couldn't hold back this erotic scene, but they both forcibly endured it.

"Mo'er... Didn't I mean to kiss you, what are you doing..." Su Yanhui murmured, eyes half-opened.

"We still have important things to deal with. Don't you forget? When we finish dealing with these messy things, we will go to Luoyang Lake to settle down? Then we will grow old together, okay?"

Su Yanhui smiled and nodded: "What's the name of that lake?"

Pei Yimo thought about it, and said, "Zuiwangchi."

……

The number of remnants and defeated generals standing in front of Hua Xiyu and He Yi became less and less, and finally, there was no obstacle in front of the two sides, and those unknown soldiers died, were wounded, and scattered.

Hua Xiyu smiled, she was smiling from the moment she stepped into Penglai Villa.

……

Both Wen Nanhui and Jiang Daiqing rested for a while, made simple adjustments, and planned to go to Penglai Mountain Villa as well.

Jiang Daiqing always felt a little disgusted at the thought of facing her betrayed father, but as long as Wen Nanhui was by his side, he would dare to face anything.

The two were walking on the road, and the weather was not cold.

"I didn't expect Su Yanhui to be the one who saved us. Why is there him everywhere?" Jiang Daiqing complained with a smile. Now... how can he still hate him?I insulted him time and time again, and even wanted to kill him. He was either crazy or in love with Wen Nanhui, but everyone knew that the possibility of the latter was zero.

"Yanhui's heart has always been soft."

"How can you be soft?" Jiang Daiqing glared at him.

"Daiqing, have you thought about what to do later? I mean - your father?"

"Don't worry about it."

"Hehe, don't be stubborn, didn't you come to see me just now?"

"I, I, I am the instinctive reaction of people who practice martial arts, okay? Don't think I still care about you now."

Wen Nan replied with a smile, "So..."

Jiang Daiqing quickly interrupted him: "Look! Why is Penglai Villa so bright?!"

The two had already walked to a place not far from Penglai Mountain Villa, and saw that the courtyard surrounded by high walls was full of flames, reflecting it like daytime, and there were a few white horses tied to nearby trees grazing boredly. .

Wen Nanhui's eyes are good, looking at those horses, his heart sank: "That saddle is taught by Luomei."

Jiang Daiqing was frightened when she heard the words, but she was even more worried about her father, Jiang Suixun - if people from the Luomei Sect broke in and killed him like this, it was probably because Su Yanhui had already been insulted, but if it was said that it was Huaxi Yugan Yes, it's not impossible, the worst-case scenario is that Luomei Sect and Qilin Sect have all come.

"Let's go in like this. The people inside are too busy fighting to take care of us." Jiang Daiqing said, pushing open the vermilion gate of Penglai Villa worriedly.