Yang Shu Mei Ying

The comer looked around with cold eyes. The sky shining through the door was reflected behind him, and it seemed that even that figure was melting in a soft light. He took a few steps forward in everyone's alert eyes, stopping in the middle of the hall.

"Jun Shuying, you ... you dare to come!" Xinbai could see the person's face, and yelled at him with anger, his voice trembling a little.

Jun Shuying glanced at the icy wooden coffin after the Ling case, and looked at Xinbai again, holding his fist slightly, and calmly said, "The head of the letter, coming down, is only a worship service, not wanting to have trouble."

What did Xin Bai want to say? Yuan Kangshou pulled him aside, looked at Jun Shuying, and said to Xin Bai: "The head of the letter, this person and Fei Yang ... This is in the Fei Ling Ling Tang, want to come to him ... Never want to see resentment between you ... "

Xin Bai looked at Jun Shuying resentfully, his face was blue for a while, and finally he snorted and stood aside.

Xin Yun looked around deeply and winked at a doorman. The man was busy holding a bunch of incense, went forward and handed it to Jun Shuying.

Jun Shuying took the incense, stepped forward step by step, stood before the spiritual case, and silently looked at the Ling Ling after the case.

The time of Banzhuxiang passed, Jun Shuying still stood still. Xinbai started to lose his breath, and snorted coldly: "The person is dead, you should see enough, hurry up!"

Xin Yunshen suddenly stepped out, as if taking a step under his feet. Everyone set their sights on him, wondering what he was going to do.

Xin Yun coughed slightly, walked to Jun Shuying gently, took the incense in his hand, inserted it into the incense burner, thought for a moment, and bowed his head: "Please be sad."

Jun Shuying took a deep glance at Xin Yun, and then went to see Ling Ling again.

Xinbai couldn't hold his breath, "Since worship is over, hurry up!"

In Jun Shuying's eyes, the light of the eye converged, and suddenly his body moved. His shot was like an electric power, rising in the air, and went straight to the wooden coffin.

Xinbai was frightened at a glance, hurried forward to stop, and angrily yelled, "You thief, it really is vicious!"

Jun Shuying was stopped by Xin Bai in the air, a twisted body escaped, climbed up the beam of the room, and said, "He is the head of the letter, I have no intention to fight with you. But I will take the person in the coffin."

"You dream!" Xinbai roared, snatched the sword from a disciple, and flew into the air.

By relying on his flexible body to avoid Xinbai's attack, Jun Shuying said, "I am bound to get it today. If you try hard again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"That's just right. The old man killed you today and avenged himself for flying!" He said, and attacked without hesitation.

Jun Shuying frowned impatiently, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. No longer just defending and not attacking, he pulled his sword out of his sheath and fought with Xinbai.

Both are first-rate masters, and their men have gone through more than a hundred tricks in the blink of an eye. Xinbai naturally can see that many of Jun Shuying's routines are exactly the same as Chu Feiyang, and his heart is more angry, and his sword is faster, and each sword points to the key.

However, Jun Shuying was unwilling to fight, and he took a break, opened his entangled letter with a sword, and swooped down toward the hall.

Xin Bai stabilized his body and looked back. Jun Shuying had already landed on the edge of the coffin and opened the coffin lid. He sang loudly, and his sword followed closely.

Jun Shu Yingying grabbed his hands and felt different. It was soft and soft, no matter how it looked like someone, he picked up the contents of the coffin, and several clothes were lifted and floated into the air.

Jun Shuying looked into the air with a complex look. He was a little bit surprised, and he felt a pain in his shoulder, accompanied by an urgent shout: "Be careful!" The sword in his hand has been taken away, and he wanted to lift his lightly avoiding body , And was suddenly caught tightly and taken to the side.

There was a crisp sound in my ear, and Jun Shuying was too late to see everything that happened suddenly, so he was dragged and flew outward.

Xinbai was blocked by someone who suddenly came out, and for a moment did not know what was happening. After receiving the sword, he looked outwards, but saw a man dressed up as a disciple flying with the shadow of Jun Shu, and disappeared in no time.

Xinbai was dumb. Nothing else, just the disciple ’s tricks and tricks just now. He ’s a master who is so familiar that he can no longer be familiar with it.

"Daddy ..." After a while, Xinyun leaned gently and pulled Xinbai's sleeve up. "Since he's already gone, let's continue ..."

Xinbai looked at Xinyunshen with some confusion, but saw that the deep side of Xinyun had some unpredictable expressions, and a pair of black and white eyes stared at him without blinking.

Xin Bai nodded a little bit, and Xin Yunshen went to Zhang Luo and asked people to organize the hall.

Jun Shuying was forced to fly outwards, the cool wind blew over his cheeks, and his robes bulged.

There was a moment of confusion in my heart, but it was scattered by the overly familiar smell of those around me.