match made in heaven

Four generals guarding the border besieged Yan Guizhi, and after several rounds, Yan Guizhi did not lose the wind.

One of them said: "Boss, she looks so lively, she doesn't seem to be injured!"

The ghost-masked man was silent.Yan Guizhi had his hands behind his back and held a sword in his right hand. He was tall and tall, squinting at the ghost-faced man, with a smile on his lips, his eyebrows and eyes were clearly soft, but in the eyes of several people, it was particularly aggressive. Yan Guizhi Zhidao: "Who told you that I was injured."

The ghost-masked man said in a deep voice: "Stop making trouble, just take her inner alchemy!"

He threw the iron pestle to the ground, the ground shook suddenly, strong winds hit his face, and Yan Guizhi's robe fluttered, and his silver hair danced wildly behind him.

The man with the long sword slashed head-on, Yan Guizhi staggered his steps, approached the man's body suddenly, and slapped the man's dantian with his palm. She flashed, her eyes narrowed, she retreated, the machete came after her, Yan Guizhi caught it with her bare hands.

The man who made the scimitar laughed grimly.His blade was extremely sharp, with just a little force, he could break Yan Guizhi's left hand and tear her apart.

Yan Guizhi really didn't know what to do, and dared to take his knife with his bare hands, so he wanted her to suffer!

The man immediately slashed horizontally, unexpectedly Yan Guizhi would not let go and go back to defend, but grabbed hold of him and brought him over with his strength, stabbing him under the ribs with a sword in his right hand, looking like he was going to die.

When the blood moon falls in Yan Guizhi's eyes, there are two scarlet lights. The man was caught by Yan Guizhi's aura for a moment, his heart felt chills, thinking why this person is so desperate, at first he thought that Yan Guizhi was just bluffing, Then he realized that he was the one who died in such a situation, and Yan Guizhi could only have broken his left hand at most.

Qingfeng only hit his chest, and before he even touched his clothes, he could feel the chill, he felt guilty, and forcibly withdrew his sword to defend, but Yan Guizhi's grasp was tight, and he was the most refrained from showing weakness when fighting. He had already conceded defeat, and only retreated, even taking off his weapon. Yan Guizhi's sword energy had pierced his flesh and blood, but fortunately, he retreated in time and did not hurt his heart.

The man clutched his blood gushing chest, retreated dozens of steps, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you crazy? You don't even want your left hand."

Yan Guizhi threw the scimitar on the ground, and there was a bloodstain on the palm of her hand, and the blood slipped down her fingertips. She put the palm of her hand to her mouth, licked it lightly, and when she heard the man speak, she smiled softly and said : "Look, you also know that life is more important than hands."

Looking at Yan Guizhi's smile, the man felt that the woman's smile was like a fox, her breath was suppressed in her heart, and her face under the mask turned purple.

At this time, a gust of wind came from the back of Yan Guizhi's head, her expression froze, she turned around and slashed her sword, intending to stab the sneak attacker from behind, the sword edge was close to the man's body, and when she saw the approacher clearly, she stopped suddenly.

The person in front of her was wearing a red shirt, covered with dark clouds, snow-white skin, and a pair of bare jade feet. On her feet, the silver-white Xieyuhua Mithril anklets were shining with a faint white light, and she walked slowly towards her.

It's Su Fengyin.

Su Fengyin walked up to Qingfeng, supported the tip of the sword with her slender fingers, and gently pushed it away. She got closer and closer until she leaned against Yan Guizhi's arms and raised her head from her arms. The tip touched her cheek, wanting to kiss her.

Suddenly, there was a flash of cold light, Su Fengyin turned into a cloud of red clouds, and slowly dispersed, Yan Guizhi was still in the same posture of swinging the sword.

The four were slightly taken aback, and said with a ghostly face: "To face your beloved wife with such a heavy hand, patriarch Yan is quite different from the honest, kind and benevolent rumors from the outside world."

Yan Guizhi touched the long sword with both fingers, a cold light flashed across, Yan Guizhi pointed at the ghost-masked man, and said: "The appearance is similar, but the spirit is not."

"A mere illusion, dare to confuse me!"

"Then let's see if the patriarch's heart is really as hard as iron." The ghost-masked man knocked the iron rod on the ground, and there were clusters of red clouds in the sky. hit.

Yan Guizhi danced with a green front, moving clouds and flowing water, his body was like a white bird, shuttling among the red clouds.

Those four people also joined the battle, and came to fetch Yan Guizhi together, for a moment, there were figures on the field, one group of red and one group of black, only Yan Gui was white, very conspicuous.

Yan Guizhi pushed back the man with the long sword, and the man with the snake spear on the side stabbed at her temple, before Yan Gui hid, the man's snake spear swung, like a dragon wagging its tail, and slashed at the back of her head, Yan Guizhi made a wrong step Turning sideways, let the snake spear pick up a few strands of silver.

Yan Guizhi's silver hair loosened and fell down one after another.Yan Gui panicked, and quickly stretched his hand behind his back, caught something in his hand, and brought it to the front to see, it was the red rope that tied her hair. She rubbed it carefully, and saw a small cut at the end.

Silver hair hangs by her side, covering her face, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.

Those people didn't care about Yan Guizhi stopping their hands, they were attacking her with weapons in their hands, and when they were about to get close, Yan Guizhi slightly raised his eyes and looked at them with a faint light.

The ghost-faced person was terrified, and a voice in his heart cried out almost tremblingly——Weixi.

When he came back to his senses, he had unconsciously stopped the offensive.

Yan Guizhi raised his hand with a sword, Qingfeng fell, and the spiritual energy exploded from the Qingfeng line. The strong wind shattered Su Fengyin's phantom, and the other three were also forced to retreat and fell to the ground in a hurry.

One person shouted: "Boss, the information is wrong, Yan Guizhi's level of cultivation is only a thousand years old, I'm afraid it's comparable to that of Yan Tianque!"

Before I could say anything more, Yan Guizhi flashed his figure, and in an instant he fell in front of his eyes, swung his sword, and broke the mountains and rivers with anger.

The man fought back with the snake spear, but was still thrown out, his body was flying horizontally in the air, and before he landed, the man's back was chilled, and he was sweating coldly. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yan Guizhi's figure below him. It was hard to defend, Yan Guizhi stabbed at him mercilessly with his sword, he turned around with all his might, narrowly avoiding the vital point, Yan Guizhi's sword pierced his stomach, blood burst out immediately.

The man with the scimitar quickly snatched him away, and did not ask Yan Guizhi to kill him with a single blow.

With a wave of Yan Guizhi's long sword, all the blood on the green edge was thrown out and fell on the ground. When the moonlight shone, the gorilla glowed red.

Yan Guizhi said quietly, "Come again."

The ghost-masked man looked heavy under the mask, and he said: "We can't keep the bottom anymore."

One hesitated and said, "But..."

The ghost face said: "The mirror of right and wrong can cover our true face, but she can't see it out."

"That's it!"

After saying that, the spiritual power of the four people surged, and they attacked together, and Yan Guizhi also turned from defense to offense.

After more than ten rounds of fighting, a figure in the distance came suddenly like lightning.

A long knife in the air pierced directly towards the ground, the blade penetrated deeply into the ground, and lay between the four of them with Yan Gui. , stood up slowly, and lifted up a pair of eyes, which were the eyes of a beast, shining with a faint cold light, and said coldly: "You wait for Xiao Xiao, dare to hurt my seventh sister!"

The ghost-masked man froze in his heart, knowing that he underestimated the enemy earlier, he had already missed the opportunity, so he said decisively: "Withdraw!"

"Where do you want to retreat?" Sang Rao stood coquettishly behind the four of them, she stretched out her hand and handed her the long whip on her waist and hips without regret, Sang Rao said: "Is this yours? "

Sang Rao gritted her teeth and said grimly: "But she is quite capable, and I have enjoyed it a lot. Why are you in such a hurry, I haven't thanked you well yet!"

Yue Hao hurriedly walked to Yan Guizhi's side, took out the elixir from his bosom, and handed it to Yan Guizhi, Yan Guizhi picked one out and swallowed it with a mouthful of fishy sweetness.

Yan Duruo glanced at Yan Guiyi and saw two red marks on her white shirt. Although her complexion was pale, but her breath was steady, she felt relieved and said, "Fengyin is not in Qiyin Palace."

A blue bird flew from the sky and hovered over everyone's heads for a circle. Yan Guizhi stretched out his hand, and the blue bird landed on Yan Guizhi's hand, turning into a ball of flame and melting into the palm of Yan Guizhi's hand.

Yan Guizhi said, "I know where she is."

"Second Sister, Patriarch Sang, I leave this place to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Guizhi tapped his toes and moved away a few feet away. If Yan Duruo wanted to tell her to wait, she had already disappeared.

Yan Duruo said: "What are you doing in such a hurry, my daughter-in-law can't escape."

……

Since Yan Guizhi went out, Su Fengyin was lazy and sleepy on the bed, the quilt and pillow were full of the smell of Yan Guizhi, and she didn't get up until late at night.

At that time, Chongyan happened to come looking for her.

Seeing her disheveled hair, he laughed at her and said, "Staying in bed again."

Chongyan was holding a jar of wine, and in the other hand was holding a flower branch. On the twig were tiny pink flowers. She carried the flower branch to Su Fengyin's ear and said, "It's just right."

Su Fengyin looked in the mirror and smiled lightly.

Chong Yan asked: "What's wrong?"

Su Fengyin said with a smile: "She was like this before, bringing Jieyu flowers to my ears."

Chong Yan said softly: "Because it suits you very well and looks good."

Su Fengyin wrinkled his nose and said: "I like red flowers, the more seductive and bright the better, you and her are good, give me pink and white and elegant."

Chong Yan smiled without saying a word.Su Fengyin said: "You and her are always like this. We share the same interests and understand each other very well. If others don't know, they still think you are lovers."

Chong Yan said: "Only you think so."

Su Fengyin said: "Why did you come here, didn't you go to that Mid-Autumn Festival banquet?"

"I skipped work secretly. I'm almost tired of playing the general. It's time to go back. The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is more interesting with you. This is the wine I brewed a few years ago. I originally planned to practice it when I went back. Yes, it's just right now." Chong Yan raised the wine jar in his hand and said, "Come and have a drink with me."

Su Fengyin said: "Okay."

Chong Yan then stepped forward to hold her hand and led her out.Su Fengyin asked in astonishment: "Aren't you here? Where are you going?"

Chong Yan didn't look back, and held Su Fengyin's bright wrist, walked straight forward, walked out of the courtyard, met Sang Rao, smiled and nodded at her, passed the front hall, and walked out of the gate, she said: "I take you somewhere."

Su Fengyin smiled and said, "What are you doing in such a hurry, I don't even have my hair tied up."

Chong Yan turned around and smiled at her, Chong Yan is also very beautiful, sometimes Su Fengyin thinks that she and Yan Guizhi have a bit of similarity, especially when they laugh, but they don't look like each other after a closer look, Chong Yan That tear mole is very seductive, adding a bit of charm to her.

Chong Yan said warmly: "It's fine if you do this."

Chong Yan led Su Fengyin to shuttle between the palaces. Su Fengyin couldn't remember the way, but felt that it took a long time to turn around.

Su Fengyin asked: "Have you arrived yet?"

Chong Yan didn't speak.The surrounding scenery changed, the moon above the head was quietly stained with blood, and all life was suppressed, and there was gradually the sound of treading water under the two people's feet, rustling.

Chongyan took Su Fengyin along until there were no palaces around, and it was empty, stretching as far as the eye could see. Going forward, there was a big tree growing abruptly there, with twirling branches and flourishing branches and leaves. Under the tree was a stone table With two small stools, the leaves rustle when the wind blows, like the sound of rain.

Su Fengyin didn't know when, she stopped talking, her expression was restrained, she just followed Chongyan, her eyelashes drooped slightly, blocking the light, her eyes were deep and dark.

Chong Yan took her to sit down at the table, fetched two wine cups from nowhere, opened the wine, the aroma of the wine wafted, Chong Yan poured one and placed it in front of Su Fengyin.

The golden waves of the wine reflected a blood moon in the sky.

Su Fengyin clasped his slender fingers on the mouth of the cup, and said quietly: "A right and wrong mirror."

Chong Yan paused while pouring the wine, and then slowly put down the wine jar, her face remained unchanged, she still had the gentle smile before, and she said: "I can't hide it from you, I didn't expect you to find out so soon."

"You didn't intend to lie to me."