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The few men brought by Shen Chunlu are tall and burly, and it can be seen that they have long thought of doing something if there is a disagreement.Now he was tearing his face apart, and even smashed it without any scruples.

Broken porcelain tiles and food residues were piled up on the ground. Now several people were fighting and overturned many empty tables and chairs.

Seeing more and more pink and white petals flying in the air, Ao Zhan let go of Zhang Qinglan's waist, got up with the young man, stood in a corner where no one was paying attention, and watched the farce with cold eyes.

He raised his hand and rubbed the top of the young man's hair indiscriminately. Ao Zhan grabbed Zhang Qinglan's thin wrist and pulled him behind him.Immediately, he flipped his palm, and a cluster of faint blue flames ignited from the fingertips.

The young man was still obedient, and stayed obediently behind Ao Zhan, tugging at the hem of his clothes in boredom, and the fragile and delicate gold silk flowers were tossed into gold powder all over the floor by him.

The flame suspended above Ao Zhan's fingertips was just a tiny ball, glowing fluorescent in the night.But after a while, the flame left the man's palm and flew forward like a sharp arrow.

The flame attack is swift and fierce, as long as it touches the pink petals in mid-air, it will immediately stick to them, and then increase the fire intensity, burning the petals without leaving any traces.Every time the weird petals are eaten away, the blue flame itself will grow a little bigger.

After about half a cup of tea, the rain of flower petals on the sea surface was scattered to pieces, and the number was reduced to less than [-]% of what it was before.

As the number of petals became less and less, Zhang Qinglan noticed that the blood on Yao Yitang's face not far away was also getting thinner.Her face was pale, her lips were bruised, and no amount of makeup could cover up the traces of the rapid loss of vitality on her body.

Some of the petals that managed to escape the fireball's pursuit fell and disappeared without a trace the moment they touched a living person.At the same time, those who have been invaded by the petals will experience a momentary trance.

When he regained his senses, he continued to fight as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Qinglan did not have the ability of spiritual vision like Ao Zhan, but she could smell something unusual from the rapid vibration frequency of the compass in her sleeve pocket.

Turning her gaze back to Ao Zhan, Zhang Qinglan looked at the man's slightly moving fingertips, and narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.

The fireball in midair rolled bigger and bigger, and kept rising at the same time.I saw a group of dark blue flames burning blazingly, hanging high in the night sky, even the brilliance of the moon was covered.

On the ground, Yao Yitang frowned, raised his head as if sensing something, and what he saw was the scene of the blue fire dancing silently.

Casting his gaze towards a corner that seemed to be empty all the time, a dark light flashed across Yao Yitang's eyes.

The number of petals available to her has reached the limit, and she can no longer absorb much vitality from living people.Yao Yitang turned his head with a pale face, but secretly bit his own tongue, taking out a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue.

In an instant, the petals that seemed to be weak and harmless suddenly burst into red light. Thousands of light beams gathered, and rushed towards the fireball in the midair regardless of everything——

For a moment, pieces of dazzling light exploded in front of everyone present, forcing people to close their eyes subconsciously.

In the night sky, two huge flames, one red and one blue, collided, and their spiritual powers collided, sparks flew everywhere, and the light spots burst.

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When everything was settled again, the huge tower became empty, leaving only a mess on the ground.

Ao Zhan stood with his hands behind his back, standing alone in the middle of the tall building, glancing at the empty side of his body out of the corner of his eye, his face instantly became gloomy, and the emerald green above the bewitching vertical pupils appeared and disappeared.

Yuehua was silent and shattered to the ground.

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Finally changed back into a plain and simple narrow-sleeved robe, Zhang Qinglan sat cross-legged on the gravel in the room, holding the bright red dress in her arms, took off the pearl hairpins from her temples one by one, and stuffed them into the universe. in the bag.

With his long black hair tied behind his head with a burlap, the young man raised his hand, and rubbed it on his face a few times indiscriminately, wiping off the makeup.

Seeing that the figure reflected in the bronze mirror returned to normal, Zhang Qinglan stuffed the Qiankun bag back into her arms, stood up, walked to the door of the room, opened a crack in the door, and peered out.

Just now, taking advantage of Ao Zhan's inattention, he sneaked away from the other side.He bumped into an empty room by mistake, and happened to find a set of men's clothes from the closet.

This Baihualou has something weird hidden in it, Zhang Qinglan wanted to investigate, but she didn't want to be restrained by Ao Zhan.So with all his might, he spotted the opportunity for the man to pinch and cast spells and was not paying attention to himself, and randomly pasted a few yellow talismans on his body, buried his head and rushed out.

Let's be lucky, the road was unimpeded, but after a while, the young man came from the high platform of the banquet to the guest room on the middle floor of the tower.

Gently pulling open the wooden door, Zhang Qinglan held a Sanqing bell covered with mottled marks in his left hand, and clenched a seemingly thin peach wood sword in his right hand, and took a tentative step out.

Without the noisy voices at the banquet, the towers became quite quiet.

The breath is full of sea water moisture, but there is no sound of waves sweeping and lapping the shore in my ears.

Realizing this, Zhang Qinglan pursed her thin lips, clenched the Sanqingling in her hand, and walked forward along the wooden corridor.

Several kerosene lamps were hung on the eaves of the corridor. The wicks were burning, and the candle flames danced. The dim light spread on the ground, elongating the shadow behind the young man.

The night wind blew, and the red paper lanterns hanging on the beams swayed, making a slight friction sound.

Without going far, the young man abruptly stopped his progress.

I could only hear footsteps suddenly sounding from the corner of the corridor in front of me. With the help of moonlight and candles, two groups of thin and long black shadows appeared on the ground.

The black shadow is getting shorter and shorter, which means that the owner of the shadow is getting closer.

Zhang Qinglan's eyes moved slightly.

Seeing the other party approaching the corner, the footsteps became more and more clear——

At the moment when the two groups of shadows were completely exposed on the porch, Zhang Qinglan did not rush, turned over with a kite, and jumped onto the beam of the corridor calmly.

The whole person knelt on one knee on the wooden beam, put his hands beside him, held his breath, and stared intently at the figure that appeared around the corner.

After a short while, two simple-dressed women in light pink skirts appeared in the middle of the corridor holding copper basins.

Zhang Qinglan hid on the beam in silence, frowning.

Not long after, the two maids with their heads bowed slowly walked forward and came under the beam where Zhang Qinglan was.

The copper basin was filled with a pool of clear water, which rippled with the maid's movements.The candlelight danced and shone on the water...but it happened to reflect the figure of the young man on the beam of the house!

The two maids who were walking forward with their heads buried in their feet suddenly froze, turned around stiffly and slowly, and raised their heads together——

I saw two faces without any facial features, only covered by a cloud of black mist, raised up stiffly, staring straight at the young man, motionless.

The author says:

Snoring and snoring, I can’t be scared. Thank you for the catnip of the big ham, the fish food of the big mackerel, and everyone’s comments and favorite starfish. Thank you for feeding and supporting, I love you!