Chapter 307 (1/2)

Xin Cang Qu's eyes were still looking at the strings. He didn't seem to notice Hua Qingman's strange appearance, nor did he see the fighting people. He just held Hua Qingman's hand and said gently: ”I know the music very well. Today I'll use the beauty's hand to caress it. Could you please give me some advice?”

The voice of the demon is so soft in the ear. It contains the warm smell of red lotus, and then it flutters gently in the cheek and temples. Huaqingman only feels the tip of his heart and follows closely. The man's hand holds her hand and slowly moves the string. A string of clear music flows out from his fingertips, just like the shallow water flowing in a mountain stream, It's crisp and cool. It's intense and quiet. It's like a sentimental son. His heart is like a wave. It's moving and moving.

Hua Qingman's fingertips are unconsciously floating on the string with those warm hands. When his mind is wandering, he has entered the country leisurely.

In an instant, everyone stopped the action in their hands, the high sword and the waving sword were all in the air, standing in the original place in a daze, and their hearts and souls were totally addicted to the music.

The sound of blade collision also stopped suddenly, and there was a moment of silence around. Only the wonderful music of Qin music was flying wantonly.

Independent from the stage, Kun Wu looked at the two figures in the curtain. His face was smiling and elegant, and his spirit was elegant. He whispered faintly: ”childe is like jade, beauty is like painting, so it's a perfect combination.”

A moment later, he shook his head helplessly and sighed: this fire demon!

”Qingman!”

Suddenly hearing this sound, Kun Wu was slightly surprised. He looked to one side and saw that there were three more people there. The leader was Ji lingchong, followed by Wan Nianchen and Mu Liang.

In the silk tent, Xin Cang's eyebrows gently picked and moved his eyes to see, but his hand was not slow at all, as if he had already calculated that Ji Chongfeng would come.

Hua Qingman suddenly looks back. He looks up and stares at the young master in grey under the stage. How could his face be so bad? Are you hurt?

Just thought of here, my heart can not help but suddenly a tight, ”Your Highness!”

Ji Chongfeng looked at xincangqu and huaqingman in the curtain. His eyes sank, one hand clenched into a fist, the other hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and his whole body was covered immediately

There is a sense of extermination.

Huaqing man a Lin, suddenly suddenly, he is still in the arms of that person!

”Don't move.”

Not waiting for her to struggle, the voice has sounded in her ears, the warm fragrance has been blowing on her cheek.

Hua Qingman pauses for a moment, and then looks at the angry eyes of the man under the stage. He feels inexplicably weak. He just wants to get rid of the control of the man behind him, but then he says, ”if Miss Qingman doesn't mind her innocence, she will struggle.”

Hua Qingman hears that the whole person is in a state of stupidity. He immediately gives up the idea of struggling. People like him can do everything.

He looks at the person behind him. The first thing he touches is the bright Fei Tong. Hua Qingman's heart trembles. He turns back in a hurry and doesn't dare to look at the person again.

”That's good.” Xin cangqu gave a satisfied smile.

Wan Nianchen and Mu Liang looked at the two people in the curtain and silk tent. They couldn't help frowning, and their faces were full of indignation.

”The sword breaks the west wind, the ghost roars, and the night song is far away.

Love should flow from the water around the heart, drunk to write a thousand silk tapestry.

Would like to close to the end of the world, can't bear the spring to fall. Don't ask Xiaoshu wine to dry itself. Jade tube invites the moon to shine on Zhongyuan. ”

Just as several people looked at each other and looked different, a strange voice suddenly sounded on the high platform. It was clear and bright, like a meditation mantra coming from an empty valley. In a moment, the voice echoed all over Huayun mountain.

The people's eyes moved and suddenly woke up. They put down their weapons one after another and looked up at the demon emperor Cang in the silk tent. They let the song and the song swing in their ears again and again, washing away all the killing intention.

”Please let go of my younger martial sister!” Mu Liang said coldly that his sword had come out of its sheath.

Xin cangqu slowly took a look at Mu Liang, then suddenly burst out laughing, ”ha ha ha ha ha...”

The laughter of demons and Demons awakened everyone again. At this moment, they were shocked to feel that all the limbs were sore. When they looked down, they couldn't help

Was startled, the whole body up and down unexpectedly already blood dripping, the scar spreads all over!

There are very few people who haven't lost their hair. They are Yu Baxia, who has excellent martial arts skills. There is a long knife mark on his arm. The scar is deep and can be seen. His skin and flesh are rolling. It's extremely ferocious.

Su Jiu was slashed on the back of his hand and slashed on his left shoulder, bleeding a lot.Ruan Tiancong's hair crown has been cut off by someone. Now he is wearing his head and spreading his hair. He has been trampled on by someone. It hurts him so much that he can't stand.

I don't know who cut off half of Yan Longsheng's broad sleeve. Fortunately, no one was hurt.

Lu Chengnan was slightly injured in his leg and stabbed with a sword in his left arm.

Although xiulei is not a big man, his skill is not boastful. His lightness skill is very good, just like the carp who can't slip his hand. Others want to hurt him, but before he gets close to him, he has evaded him, so he is not hurt.

Two black and white Dharma protectors, one injured in the left leg and the other injured in the right arm.

Bai Xi was chopped on the back.

He Duolu broke one of his legs.

Liao Jingshan got a finger cut off and a knife on his shoulder.

……………

”What can you do if you don't let it go?” Xincangqu ignored the people outside the silk tent, glanced at Mu Liang, and the demon replied.

After hearing the sound of xincangqu, they all looked at the silk tent in the middle of the high platform.

”Is that... Is that Miss Cangshang and miss Qingman?” Ruan Tiancong cried in amazement.

They also saw the two men, so they were stunned and didn't make a sound. They even forgot their injuries.