The World of the Pirate Consort

He stunned her, but he enjoyed playing the flute by the lake, he would really enjoy it!

"Smokeless at night! Cheer? Where did you hold him?" Selby stood behind him, asking coldly, suppressing the wrath of his chest.

"You are coming!" Ye Wuyan never returned, saying slowly, it seemed that she would have come to him.

"I'm here to return to Cheer, where have you kept him?" Seor knew, and now he must not be angry. However, the anger between the chest and the chest was burning.

"No smoke at night. If you do n’t want to be close to each other, you can openly compete with Ben Khan. Why do n’t you feel so shameful to use such a mean way?" Helien proudly took a step forward and stood side by side with Sether By the lake.

"Shameful?" Ye Wuyan stood up with a smile, a moon white robe fell straight to the ground, as if the white clouds in the sky suddenly floated to his eyes, there was a kind of elegant and quiet distant distance.

He looked back slowly, with a smile on his lips, touching like a touch of moonlight.

Yan Ye was smokeless in front of Sesu, never wearing white, even lighter clothes. Ming Chunshui was always in white in front of Seser, but his face was always wearing a mask. This is the first time Seorie saw such a beautiful warm color without smoke at night, or that it was more appropriate to see Ming Chunshui take off his mask.

No matter how much he hates this man, Sesu has to admit that this man is indeed charming. He was imposing when he was in black, and so free and easy when he was in white.

怎样 "How? I'm handsome in white. Actually, I don't wear anything, it's more charming ..." Ye Wuyan ignored the question of Helian Aotian directly, and said to Selby side by side.

"No smoke at night ..." Seser cut off his words coldly, and squeezed out two words from his teeth. "Shameless!" He even had such a joke about leisurely.

Yan Ye Wuyan heard that Seser hurriedly interrupted his words, narrowed his eyes and smiled. This shameless man laughed very well, his eyebrows flew with a special charm.

But, when his eyes touched Seser and Helien Aotian side by side, his eyes suddenly faded.

In the drizzle, both men were dressed in red suits, and behind them were trees and lakes. All the backgrounds were hazy in the sound of rain and rain. Only the red was so clear, bright, festive, and dazzling. The two standing side by side looked so good. A tall and handsome man is full of arrogance, a beautiful and gentle and peaceful.

Yan Ye No Smoke Despite picking on the thin lips and making a smile-like expression, this did not dilute the dim and striking sharpness in his eyes.

He put down the hole flute and stood against the water, his figure reflected in the lake, the moon-white shirt fluttered in the wind, like a lonely narcissus.

"Helian Aotian, are you here for Cheer?" He suddenly turned to Helian Aotian, his eyes narrowed and his eyes became unpredictable.

Helien Aotian squeezed his hands, stepped forward, and said coldly, "Yes, I'm here for Cheer. King Wang, if you have a little conscience, give Cheer out! Four years ago , You shot their mother and son down the cliff with a palm, and then broke their connection with you. Now you have nothing to do with them. Whoever you marry, that is her choice, you have no reason to interfere , You also have no qualifications to walk away Cheer! So, please King Cheer to hand over Cheer! "

Yan Ye's smokeless eyes light dimmed for a moment, and he snorted coldly, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly: "My King may not have this qualification, but I'm afraid it won't be your turn!"

"Really? Ben Khan felt that he was qualified? Because Ben Khan is now a princely husband, and it is Ben Khan's prince who gave Ben Khan this qualification!" Helien proudly stood up, Shen Shen said, The black eyes like black ocher looked down and gave a deep gaze.

He looked back at Helianth proudly, silent. Nominally, Helian Aotian really has this qualification. For He Ye is smokeless, she doesn't want to say anything more to him!

There was no smoke at night, and there was a burst of blood in his chest, and then he looked at the condensed and acquisitive expression on his face. He clenched his fist in his sleeve, narrowed his eyes coldly, and shot his eyes in the phoenix, all restrained. Instantly turned into a sharp sword.

"Even if he is not qualified, I should be qualified to say it, there is no smoke at night, please return me to Cheer!" Secretly said in a cold voice, anxiety in his eyes.

Yan Ye turned around without a smoke and couldn't bear to look at the coldness and chillyness in her eyes. He knew she was suffering. He couldn't imagine how she had spent the last few years. He even knew how important Che Er and her were. So, there are some things that he still can't say! He already has the news of Cheer, and in a few days, he can think of saving Cheer. Now, don't worry her! He couldn't imagine how she felt sad when Cheer was taken away by others.

"Cheer is my child, he is a royal bloodline, I will never allow you to take him to marry someone else. Therefore, I will not let Cheer go with you! If you want to take Cheer, Unless you don't marry this person, "he said lazily, his lips slightly ticking, as if smiling.

"Smokeless at night, do you really want to do this? ..." Angrily, his face turned calmly into a stern look. She was really angry, and why did he interfere with her. She was so angry that she was about to rush over, and beat with smokeless night.

Helian grabbed Seser with a hand. He stepped forward, facing the dark black eyes with no smoke, and said in a deep voice, "No smoke at night. We were not duel at the banquet that day. Today, Hellen is still I want to challenge you. If I win you, I hope you can return Cheer. "

Ye Wuyan stared at Helian Aotian. "Helian Aotian, you really think that Wang is better than you?" His tone was lazy, and his gentleness and calmness had been shed. Feng Han replaced, as if changing a person, cold chill.

"Well, then, can King Wang dare to fight?" Helianthus raised his eyebrows slightly, stood tall in the rain and fog, and asked Shen Shen.

"Why not?" Ye Wuyan still bears his hand and smiles slightly.

"That's the case, draw your sword!" Helien Aotian's sword came out of the sheath, and in the drizzle, there was a cold cold light.

She sullenly opened her eyes. Actually, before she came, she knew that today, this matter cannot be solved without force. However, if so, she still hopes to come in person.

"Helian, let me come!" Seser said coldly, but he could not hear anything but the sound of the wind, and Helian Aotian's knife had been mixed with the sound of the wind.

She sighed and took a step back. The grass under her feet was soft, with fresh grassy fragrance, and the lake breeze rushing towards her was mixed with the fragrance of the clear lotus water.

Yan Ye smiled lightly the next night, and he stepped out slowly, as if walking in a courtroom. As soon as he reached out, there was already an unsheathed sword in his hand. He waved his sword to meet, a sword rises, with the moist fumes of water, seems to split the rain and mist. The shirt fluttered slowly as his body moved slightly, and the moon-white shirt was rippling with soft waves, like the smoke on the lake that was stirred by the long urn.

Ye Ye smoke-free with a three-point sword, whenever the sword trembles, no more, no less, just the sword shadow three-pointer.

Regardless of how the sword tricks drag the smoke and send water, but the sword tricks are like a bamboo shoot, like a shooting star. He was mild and calm on the surface, and at this time, he was seen in the duel. When he didn't make a shot, the wind was light, but when he shot, he was sharp and sharp.

He Helian proudly battles the night without smoke, and dare not care. Compared with South Vietnam, Wugong's martial arts is better known for its fierce domineering power, but it is not as lightweight and agile as South Vietnamese martial arts. Helien Aotian did protons in the imperial capital four years ago, and now it doesn't seem to be a bad thing. It is because he spent the two years in South Vietnam that he was greatly influenced by the culture of South Vietnam. Of course, together with martial arts, there is also gain. Therefore, Helianth's martial arts moves are not only fierce, but also very fast.

He stared at the two of them face to face, his eyes narrowed, his eyes narrowed. She actually didn't want to see the two of them duel. However, it was unexpected that in the end they still fought together, and it was for her.

She wants Helian to win, because she wants to take Cheer away. In any case, she would take Chel.

Hagiwara thought that Ye Wuyan had lost half of his skill, and it should not be difficult for Helian Aotian to win, but it never seemed that Ye Yanyan had already prepared for it. His meritorious power is better than Helien Aotian. At this time, he just walks around, can avoid, and can flash. He didn't try to win, he just asked not to let Helien Aotian win.

I was so, in Helian Aotian ’s sky attack, the night of a white shirt was smokeless, like a cloud of smoke, flowing to the extreme.

He squinted his eyes and saw that Helian was proud of the sky for a moment and a half, there was no chance of winning. Anxious, she bowed her head and saw a Yaoqin beside Qingshi. Obviously, just now, there is no smoke here at night, not only playing flute, but also playing the piano.

Xi Sedai's eyebrows froze slightly, and she sat down unconsciously before the case. The jade hand rests on the strings, and then fiddles with the strings, and the strings ring suddenly under her finger, and the restful sound is floating in the rain and fog for a long time.

赫 When Helian lost his memory, she played the piano more than once to help him practice his sword. Qinqu and swordsmanship have long been integrated.

Wu Yaoyao looked at the two people who were constantly fighting, his eyes narrowed, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

In the rain and fog, a song "Broken Time" rang.

Nian Qin sounds surging, like thousands of soldiers rushing forward; Qin Yin kills, as if the autumn wind sweeps away leaves; Qin Yin is soaring, it seems like the river is flowing away.

Xun Helian's heart was shocked, and the scene of one person stroking the piano and one person practicing the sword appeared in front of the eyes. The heart moves with the heart, and the knife moves with the heart. In the rain and fog, the Qingfeng sword was full of cold light, the sword's air turned into a dragon, and the sharp blade of the sword stabbed together like a thousand swords.