Chapter 9
Seeing this, Su Wunian quickly found a screen and hid behind it.
Through the gap in the screen, Su Wunian saw dozens of figures suddenly pounced on the indistinct heavy snow outside the window. The figures gradually became clear. They were twelve people wearing masks with the pattern of the other shore and wearing white veils as thin as cicada wings. A woman with a graceful figure.
The wind and snow swept in, and the white skirt danced with the wind.They hold twelve kinds of musical instruments, some are leaning against the window and holding blood-colored jade flutes; The murderous intent boiled over, and he thought it was the band composing music together.
"The Twelve Ghost Voice Silver Girls ranked tenth on the Naihe list." The regent said in a deep and piercing voice, his sharp eyes still calm.
"Situ Xuanyan, today is the day of your death." The leading silver girl spoke the most ruthless words in the most embarrassing voice.
However, before the words fell, the twelve ghost voices Yinnv launched a fatal attack. The ghost voice played, like the sound of heaven, but it made people's minds confused.The white skirt fluttered with jade-white snowflakes, hitting the regent like a sharp knife.
The azure wine glass and blue-and-white jug on the tea table were covered with cracks, and finally exploded. The fragments seemed to understand the instructions in the ghost voice, and finally shot towards the regent.
The regent frowned slightly, and used his internal force to seal his ear consciousness to stop the disturbing ghost voice.If it was normal, he would definitely not be affected at all. Maybe he was too drunk tonight, or he was depressed, and he was a little dazzled.
Brushing the ink-colored long sleeves, he turned the sandalwood coffee table over to block the flying porcelain shards, and the powerful internal force of his palm shattered the remaining snowflakes and dissipated them into the air.
The silver girl holding the blood-colored jade flute tapped on the carved pillars in the house, and used her body as a sword to stab at the sandalwood tea table lying in the air.
Yinnv aimed the bloody jade flute at the regent, which was her fatal blow.
The sandalwood coffee table was cracked, and the regent saw that the silver girl's mask of the other side flower gradually turned into a familiar face. to myself.
The silver girl pressed the machine expander on the blood-colored jade flute with her thumb, and a sharp knife popped out, aiming at the regent's heart and stabbing it.
But her assassination was not as smooth as expected, the closer she got to the regent, her speed became slower and slower, because the inner strength of the regent's body was extremely deep, tearing her snow-white gauze, gradually tearing open one after another.
The closer one inch was, the more tears there were in her clothes. In the end, she heard the sound of her bones breaking, her internal organs were shattered, and her seven orifices were bleeding, but she still did not give up.
In the end, the dagger pierced the regent's heart, and she laughed with relief: "Sisters, the golden body is broken, and the rest will be left to you."
The internal force barrier around the regent seemed to be weakened, and the eyes of the jade flute silver girl gradually became lax, and finally her soul seemed to be drained, and she fell heavily on the ground, snowflakes were like a quilt, covering her ragged white dress.
The stabbing pain in his chest made the regent regain consciousness in an instant, and saw clearly that the person who stabbed him was not her, but the ghost-sounding silver girl jade flute.
The wound was not deep. The regent pulled out the knife from the jade flute and threw it on the ground. The blood on the blade was already black.
The remaining eleven ghost-tone silver girls attacked repeatedly, perhaps because of their injuries. All the masks of the Bianhua flower he saw turned into her face. Whenever he wanted to kill someone, he couldn't bear it. hurt everywhere.
A wounded man in blue clothes suddenly flew out of the window, holding two soft swords in his hand, guarding the regent's body, "Master, many top killers in the Jianghu suddenly came outside the door, and the people guarding Yuezhuang suffered heavy casualties."
"Who the hell? Has such a great ability to invite so many top killers in the Jianghu?"
Even though Jin Ling, the ghost-yin silver girl, was dying, she got up with her last breath, "Nan Chen's spies, everyone must punish him!"
Before the words were finished, the eleven silver girls attacked together. They didn't plan to flee in a hurry, but made up their minds to die.
The soft sword flew, eleven silver girls fell to the ground one after another, snowflakes flew, and the curtain ended poignantly.
The poison quickly spread in the regent's body, and Qunqing, who was holding a soft sword, supported the regent, "Master, you need to detoxify as soon as possible."
Walking out of the house, the snow danced wildly. The killers did not give the two of them any chance to breathe. Some of them stood on the snow-covered branches with their hands behind their backs; Some held white feather fans and blocked the entrance of the courtyard; some leaned on vermilion carved pillars...blocking any way out for the two of them.
"No. 9 on the Naihe List: Embroidered Yujun. He is good at using silver needles to kill invisible people. When the needle comes out, blood will be seen. He has killed countless people." Qun Qing looked at the man in pink leaning on the vermilion carved pillar and said solemnly.
"Thank you, thank you." The man in pink flicked his sleeves shyly, smiling like a flower.
Looking sideways at the man in light blue gauze at the gate of the courtyard, he said, "Naihe List No. 8: Feathering Spirit. The iconic weapon, the white human bone feather fan in his hand, every fan bone must come from a martial arts master."
The man in Tsing Yi casually shook the feather fan in his hand, "It's wrong, they must be heinous and full of hostility, so they are worthy of being held in my hands every day."
"Coincidentally, I like the bone of the king regent who has power over the world and is ruthless."
"Rampant." The regent said in a deep and piercing voice.
"Hmph..." laughed horribly, "The Prince Regent, who is all alone and desireless, has a weakness. I wonder whose face the Prince Regent saw in the ghostly sound array just now?"
The regent's sharp eyes swept over the old man holding the jug on the roof, and finally fell on the girl in white clothes standing on the branch of a tree with her hands behind her back. His eyes sank, and finally he turned his face and whispered something to Qunqing.
Qun Qing roared with tears in her eyes: "Master, no!"
"This is an order."
"Their greatest strength is No. 6 on the Naihe List: Qianli Drunk. A mere drunk old man is not afraid of Qunqing."
"Heh heh heh..." The chilling laughter came from Yu Hualing, "The poisoned Situ Xuanyu may have a chance of winning against the three of us."
"But if you add the No. 3 Snow Demon in the Nai He List, you have no chance of winning."
"Snow demon?" Qunqing had never seen her before, so she never expected that the third place on the Naihe list was actually a girl in her early ten years.
"You haven't seen her. It's normal. Anyone who has seen her has gone to hell."
Before he finished speaking, a black shadow flashed in front of Yu Hualing, and he was sent flying with a palm.
"Let's go!" The regent roared, and a blue figure was pushed tens of meters away by his palm.
"Yes." He held back his tears, and with a ruthless heart, he flew further, hating only his lack of martial arts skills, even if he stayed and fought side by side, he would not be able to help his master.
Embroidered Flower Yujun and Qianli Drunk flew over one after another. Their task was to wipe out all the people of the Regent, leaving no one behind.
But they were all stopped by the regent, so Mr. Embroidery Rain had no choice but to throw a silver embroidered rain towards Qunqing, connecting the flying snow petals into a huge silver dragon.The regent waved his long sleeves and used his internal force to disperse the soaring silver dragon, but a small part of the silver needles still pierced through Qunqing's body.
Simple strands of clear thinking.
Naihe list:
No.1X
No.2X
No.3: Snow Demon
No. 4:
No. 5:
No.6: Alcoholic Drunk
No. 7:
No.8: Feather Spirit
No.9: Embroidered Yujun
No.10: Twelve Ghost Voice Silver Girls
(End of this chapter)
Seeing this, Su Wunian quickly found a screen and hid behind it.
Through the gap in the screen, Su Wunian saw dozens of figures suddenly pounced on the indistinct heavy snow outside the window. The figures gradually became clear. They were twelve people wearing masks with the pattern of the other shore and wearing white veils as thin as cicada wings. A woman with a graceful figure.
The wind and snow swept in, and the white skirt danced with the wind.They hold twelve kinds of musical instruments, some are leaning against the window and holding blood-colored jade flutes; The murderous intent boiled over, and he thought it was the band composing music together.
"The Twelve Ghost Voice Silver Girls ranked tenth on the Naihe list." The regent said in a deep and piercing voice, his sharp eyes still calm.
"Situ Xuanyan, today is the day of your death." The leading silver girl spoke the most ruthless words in the most embarrassing voice.
However, before the words fell, the twelve ghost voices Yinnv launched a fatal attack. The ghost voice played, like the sound of heaven, but it made people's minds confused.The white skirt fluttered with jade-white snowflakes, hitting the regent like a sharp knife.
The azure wine glass and blue-and-white jug on the tea table were covered with cracks, and finally exploded. The fragments seemed to understand the instructions in the ghost voice, and finally shot towards the regent.
The regent frowned slightly, and used his internal force to seal his ear consciousness to stop the disturbing ghost voice.If it was normal, he would definitely not be affected at all. Maybe he was too drunk tonight, or he was depressed, and he was a little dazzled.
Brushing the ink-colored long sleeves, he turned the sandalwood coffee table over to block the flying porcelain shards, and the powerful internal force of his palm shattered the remaining snowflakes and dissipated them into the air.
The silver girl holding the blood-colored jade flute tapped on the carved pillars in the house, and used her body as a sword to stab at the sandalwood tea table lying in the air.
Yinnv aimed the bloody jade flute at the regent, which was her fatal blow.
The sandalwood coffee table was cracked, and the regent saw that the silver girl's mask of the other side flower gradually turned into a familiar face. to myself.
The silver girl pressed the machine expander on the blood-colored jade flute with her thumb, and a sharp knife popped out, aiming at the regent's heart and stabbing it.
But her assassination was not as smooth as expected, the closer she got to the regent, her speed became slower and slower, because the inner strength of the regent's body was extremely deep, tearing her snow-white gauze, gradually tearing open one after another.
The closer one inch was, the more tears there were in her clothes. In the end, she heard the sound of her bones breaking, her internal organs were shattered, and her seven orifices were bleeding, but she still did not give up.
In the end, the dagger pierced the regent's heart, and she laughed with relief: "Sisters, the golden body is broken, and the rest will be left to you."
The internal force barrier around the regent seemed to be weakened, and the eyes of the jade flute silver girl gradually became lax, and finally her soul seemed to be drained, and she fell heavily on the ground, snowflakes were like a quilt, covering her ragged white dress.
The stabbing pain in his chest made the regent regain consciousness in an instant, and saw clearly that the person who stabbed him was not her, but the ghost-sounding silver girl jade flute.
The wound was not deep. The regent pulled out the knife from the jade flute and threw it on the ground. The blood on the blade was already black.
The remaining eleven ghost-tone silver girls attacked repeatedly, perhaps because of their injuries. All the masks of the Bianhua flower he saw turned into her face. Whenever he wanted to kill someone, he couldn't bear it. hurt everywhere.
A wounded man in blue clothes suddenly flew out of the window, holding two soft swords in his hand, guarding the regent's body, "Master, many top killers in the Jianghu suddenly came outside the door, and the people guarding Yuezhuang suffered heavy casualties."
"Who the hell? Has such a great ability to invite so many top killers in the Jianghu?"
Even though Jin Ling, the ghost-yin silver girl, was dying, she got up with her last breath, "Nan Chen's spies, everyone must punish him!"
Before the words were finished, the eleven silver girls attacked together. They didn't plan to flee in a hurry, but made up their minds to die.
The soft sword flew, eleven silver girls fell to the ground one after another, snowflakes flew, and the curtain ended poignantly.
The poison quickly spread in the regent's body, and Qunqing, who was holding a soft sword, supported the regent, "Master, you need to detoxify as soon as possible."
Walking out of the house, the snow danced wildly. The killers did not give the two of them any chance to breathe. Some of them stood on the snow-covered branches with their hands behind their backs; Some held white feather fans and blocked the entrance of the courtyard; some leaned on vermilion carved pillars...blocking any way out for the two of them.
"No. 9 on the Naihe List: Embroidered Yujun. He is good at using silver needles to kill invisible people. When the needle comes out, blood will be seen. He has killed countless people." Qun Qing looked at the man in pink leaning on the vermilion carved pillar and said solemnly.
"Thank you, thank you." The man in pink flicked his sleeves shyly, smiling like a flower.
Looking sideways at the man in light blue gauze at the gate of the courtyard, he said, "Naihe List No. 8: Feathering Spirit. The iconic weapon, the white human bone feather fan in his hand, every fan bone must come from a martial arts master."
The man in Tsing Yi casually shook the feather fan in his hand, "It's wrong, they must be heinous and full of hostility, so they are worthy of being held in my hands every day."
"Coincidentally, I like the bone of the king regent who has power over the world and is ruthless."
"Rampant." The regent said in a deep and piercing voice.
"Hmph..." laughed horribly, "The Prince Regent, who is all alone and desireless, has a weakness. I wonder whose face the Prince Regent saw in the ghostly sound array just now?"
The regent's sharp eyes swept over the old man holding the jug on the roof, and finally fell on the girl in white clothes standing on the branch of a tree with her hands behind her back. His eyes sank, and finally he turned his face and whispered something to Qunqing.
Qun Qing roared with tears in her eyes: "Master, no!"
"This is an order."
"Their greatest strength is No. 6 on the Naihe List: Qianli Drunk. A mere drunk old man is not afraid of Qunqing."
"Heh heh heh..." The chilling laughter came from Yu Hualing, "The poisoned Situ Xuanyu may have a chance of winning against the three of us."
"But if you add the No. 3 Snow Demon in the Nai He List, you have no chance of winning."
"Snow demon?" Qunqing had never seen her before, so she never expected that the third place on the Naihe list was actually a girl in her early ten years.
"You haven't seen her. It's normal. Anyone who has seen her has gone to hell."
Before he finished speaking, a black shadow flashed in front of Yu Hualing, and he was sent flying with a palm.
"Let's go!" The regent roared, and a blue figure was pushed tens of meters away by his palm.
"Yes." He held back his tears, and with a ruthless heart, he flew further, hating only his lack of martial arts skills, even if he stayed and fought side by side, he would not be able to help his master.
Embroidered Flower Yujun and Qianli Drunk flew over one after another. Their task was to wipe out all the people of the Regent, leaving no one behind.
But they were all stopped by the regent, so Mr. Embroidery Rain had no choice but to throw a silver embroidered rain towards Qunqing, connecting the flying snow petals into a huge silver dragon.The regent waved his long sleeves and used his internal force to disperse the soaring silver dragon, but a small part of the silver needles still pierced through Qunqing's body.
Simple strands of clear thinking.
Naihe list:
No.1X
No.2X
No.3: Snow Demon
No. 4:
No. 5:
No.6: Alcoholic Drunk
No. 7:
No.8: Feather Spirit
No.9: Embroidered Yujun
No.10: Twelve Ghost Voice Silver Girls
(End of this chapter)
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