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Chapter 537: The peach blossom shadow falls and flies to the divine sword, and the blue sea tide rises and presses the jade flute

The Dongping County Prince's Mansion was full of guests. The master of the place was Wang Tong, a great scholar, Wang Shichong, who stayed in Luoyang, and Ouyang Xiyi, an old master who had been famous for forty years. The three of them were today's protagonists. Xu Xin took note of Wang Shichong's aura and turned around. The head and the little princess were playing and making out.

Xu Xin took a sip of the tea fed by the little princess and asked curiously: "Wanjing, aren't Madam and Qingxuan's mother, Bi Xiuxin, competitors!"

"Smelly Xiaoling, please stop talking nonsense. My mother was just like Xiu Xin and her sisters back then!"

Shan Wanjing glanced at Xu Xin with her pretty eyes. Shi Qingxuan and Shang Xiufang, two music masters, are like top idols in this era. They are not only sought after by many men, but also have many fans among women.

When it comes to his idol, the good lover immediately turned into a stinky Xiaoling.

Seeing the little princess changing her face so quickly, Xu Xin cursed in his heart. Cihang Jingzhai was a descendant of the saints and sisters of the Yingui sect, so there was nothing wrong with her. This pair of fairies and saints are indeed regarded as sisters. If they want to kill each other, they are called Bichi in their hearts.

It's not like he hasn't watched palace fighting dramas before. Women sometimes seem to have a deep love for each other as sisters, but then turn around and start fighting. That scene is really...

"But Wanjing, are you really okay with this?"

"Madam and Bi Xiuxin were no different back then, but you seem to have become Qingxuan's little...hiss..."

Xu Xin's words made Shan Wanjing speechless for a moment. What could she say? Shan Wanjing, the only daughter of Shan Meixian, the saint of the previous generation of Yingui sect, became the crush of Shi Qingxuan, the daughter of Bi Xiuxin, the successor of Cihang Jingzhai. .

When she said this, her mother's face was not good. Although there was nothing wrong with her liking Shi Qingxuan, it was just her identity that made her admit defeat to Bi Xiuxin on behalf of her mother. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became.

But if Xu hadn't said it before, she wouldn't have thought so much, so it was obvious who made the mistake.

The good lover wanted to die again and again, so the little princess naturally wouldn't spoil him. She used the skills of a girl who has never been taught by a teacher to pull and twist the soft flesh of Xu's waist, and the world suddenly became peaceful.

"Wanjing, I was wrong."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"My mistake is... my mistake is... or I can find a way to make Wanjing and Qingxuan become good sisters."

"Ok?"

"You really can't live without these three words...Don't even think about it. It means that people have fallen into your trap. Qingxuan and others will not fall in love with a little bastard like you."

"That's not certain."

Xu Xin and Shan Wanjing were playing around, and when he finally coaxed the little princess, he seemed to smile mysteriously somewhere on the eaves unintentionally.

Somewhere above the eaves, a wisp of blue loomed, as if it were an independent elf. When her little head moved, a playful smile came into view. The man's eyes seemed to have seen her through countless gaps.

The elf beauty in green clothes was stunned. Somehow, she actually smiled. She looked steadily in that direction, her eyes involuntarily fell on the person who smiled at her, and she felt a very strange feeling in her heart.

……

"Boom boom..."

Suddenly, two figures fell into the palace lobby, causing a commotion.

The servants of the two palaces groaned on the ground, and the guests around them instantly dispersed like a tide, leaving a large open space near the door.

Everyone looked around in surprise, including Xu Xin and the other three.

Tonight, the palace is filled with countless famous martial arts figures and dignitaries. Those who can come in are either famous figures or have received invitations, just like Xu Xin and others, who received invitations from Li Clan.

On such an occasion, there are unexpected guests breaking into the house. This is because you are not afraid of death.

"Who dares to act wild!"

"Huh!" A cold snort came from outside the gate, and a man and a woman appeared leisurely at the entrance.

The man is tall and majestic, with a high nose and deep eyes. He is probably a foreigner. His face is long and narrow, with clear outlines, as perfect as a marble statue. His skin is fairer than that of a girl, but he does not feel effeminate at all.

He is in his mid-twenties, with a pair of hawk-like eyes, sharp eyes, and a domineering and domineering charm of a man. He has a knife and a sword hanging on his left and right waists, and his appearance is extremely majestic.

The woman accompanying this man did not look like a Chinese, but she was obviously not from the same clan as the man. However, regardless of her face, figure, eyebrows, and skin, she was so beautiful that it made people's hearts beat.

This girl's expression is as cold as ice and her charm is not inferior to that of Shan Wanjing or Li Xiuning. She was also surprised. After crossing the threshold, she deliberately slowed down by half a foot, as if to keep a certain distance from the man.

"Sister Wu?"

Kou Zhong's eyes fell on the young man's companion, a woman who was traveling with him later. He was very similar to Fu Junma in terms of charm and temperament, but he was slightly younger.

"Sister Wu told me that she has two junior sisters. This should be her second junior sister Fu Junyu."

Xu Xin whispered, and he, Shan Wanjing, and Kou Zhong also walked out.

A long laugh came from the mouth of "Huangshan Yimin" Ouyang Xiyi. This senior martial arts master who has been famous for decades shouted: "Okay! Heroes come from young, what is the relationship between this person and the Turkic Bi Xuan?"

The people who were talking about each other immediately fell silent. Martial Lord Bi Xuan, one of the three great masters in the world, has great prestige in martial arts at home and abroad.

"I'm Ba Fenghan. I'm here with this young lady today..."

After some verbal probing, the heroic young man revealed his name and confessed that he was here for a challenge. Finally, the young master Ouyang Xiyi was provoked to come forward.

Ouyang Xiyi's hand slowly fell on the hilt of the sword. In an instant, nearly 700 people in the hall felt that the temperature in the hall had dropped sharply, and a cold murderous aura filled the entire place.

Ba Feng Hanhu's eyes flashed with lightning, his coat flew automatically without wind, and his power was no less powerful. He was young and frivolous, confident that he could be invincible in the world and arrogant.

Wang Tong and Wang Shichong both looked solemn, while Fu Junyu stood motionless, searching the crowd with his eyes, seemingly unconcerned about the upcoming battle.

Everyone held their breaths, waiting for the moment when the two men faced each other head-on.

"Qiang!"

Ba Fenghan pulled out the knife a little with his right hand, and immediately gave birth to a fierce sword energy. The cold knife took off its sheath and turned into a rainbow to attack.

Ouyang Xiyi also drew his sword and attacked.

The sword energy and the sword light surged, and they clashed together before the swords touched each other, and then there was a loud roar after the effortless fight.

A terrifying aftermath swept across the entire venue, followed by an even more intense duel.

A fierce fight was going on in the front hall of the palace, but Xu Xin took Shan Wanjing and Kou Zhong to the backyard. He found a bamboo forest and broke a bamboo with a soft crackle. Shan Wanjing and Kou Zhong were surprised. In his eyes, pieces of bamboo shavings were flying, and a bamboo flute was completed.

"Wanjing, call me brother, I will let you and Qingxuan become good sisters later."

Xu Xin tried to adjust the timbre of the bamboo flute, then smiled and teased the little princess again, which naturally earned her a blank stare.

"You are younger than others, yet you still ask others to call you brother. You are shameless."

Shan Wanjing murmured in a low voice, but her heart felt a little bit excited. If it were another time when the two of them were happy, it wouldn't be that they couldn't call her lover a good brother.

Xu Xin tried to adjust the bamboo flute, preparing to show off his skills later and catch his destined wife Shi Qingxuan.

The shadows of peach blossoms fall and fly to the divine sword, and the tide of the blue sea plays the jade flute!

He has been learning Bihaichaoshengqu for so many years, but he has never used it once!

(End of this chapter)