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Volume 1 The Divine Condor Chapter 267 Sound Que

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    Chapter 267 Sound But

    Yang Ruonan breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Pan Xiande, who was lying unconscious in a pool of blood. He had his eyes closed and his brows were furrowed, as if he was in pain.

    Although Yang Ruonan has not changed her dislike for him, her kind nature still inevitably brings out a hint of sympathy. It must have been very painful after receiving this sword blow.

    Yang Ruonan turned around and glanced at his godfather who was sitting upright in the painting. Seeing his cold eyes, he didn't dare to delay any longer. He turned around and smiled sweetly at the cold Zhang Qingyun: "Auntie, Ruonan is going back!"

    Zhang Qingyun's cold jade-like face revealed a gentle smile and nodded.

    Yang Ruonan did not squat down, but stretched out his petite right hand and pressed it on the unconscious Pan Xiande's chest. With a slight lift, his body suddenly floated up, as if there was an invisible force supporting him.  rise slowly.

    Yang Ruonan stretched out his hand to lift Pan Xiande, and with his deerskin boots lightly, he flew past like a swallow through the forest, and took Pan Xiande directly into their bodies.

    ??Since Yang Ruonan arrived and left in a flash, the rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, just like a sudden appearance of a giant. It only happened in a few breaths, but the sky and the earth were suddenly bright, and the face was dazzling.

    The crowd has not been sober from her beautiful style. The Yiren in front of her has gone, and her heart is extremely stunned.

    The surface of the lake rippled, and the surrounding paintings began to sway unconsciously, as if they were about to move to a position where Yang Ruonan could be seen. Under the ring, a faint commotion began.

    To captivate a country and a city is to achieve the ultimate level of beauty. Yang Ruonan combines the advantages of Xiao Longnu and Yang Guo, and then cultivates it with a unique mental method. Her beauty and elegance are enough to reach the realm of captivating a country and a city.  .

    The beauty is so captivating that the mind is captured.

    Most people ignored Yang Ruonan's unintentional display of peerless martial arts, or admired her so much that they did not dare to feel any blasphemy, but wanted to take another look, even if they died, they had no regrets, or they were fascinated and possessed.  Desire is like mountains of swords and seas of fire.

    Also fearless.

    Although Xiao Yuesheng had not left the cabin, he had seen the situation outside, and his brows that had not yet relaxed could not help but wrinkle again.

    He put down the white jade cup, and a Yao Qin suddenly appeared between his hands. The body of the Qin was dark purple, and the brilliance was faintly flowing, but it was restrained and not emitted.  The strings are dark and lightless, so the invisible night sky exudes a mysterious attraction.

    Glancing at Yang Ruonan who was sitting elegantly next to him, Xiao Yuesheng lazily plucked the strings, feeling the power of the strings.  To test his pitch, he sighed helplessly and said: "Yang Ruonan, when you go out from now on, you should still wear a veil!"

    Guo Xiang quickly moved the white jade cup away from the table.  Making room, Xiao Yuesheng placed the purple Yao Qin in front of him.

    The unconscious Pan Xiande was placed on the bed at the bow of the ship. He had a human-shaped blood mark printed on the snow-white bed. After receiving Xiao Yuesheng's Guiyuan Finger, although he did not wake up, his complexion gradually improved. When he woke up,  It's just a matter of time.

    "Huh, how boring that is!Their concentration is really bad!" Yang Ruonan chuckled.  With a sweet snort, she took out the handkerchief from the sleeve of the flawless mink fur coat, and wiped her unstained little hands with the moon-white silk handkerchief.

    Xiao Yuesheng glared at her, sighed, and shook his head without saying a word. He raised his hands and touched the black strings with his fingers.

    ¡°Zheng¡ª¡ª!¡±

    It was like a five-stone hard bow being stretched into a full moon, and suddenly the bowstring was released to make a sound.  It has the power to suppress clouds and crack rocks.  It was like the sound of muffled thunder, which suddenly silenced the noisy surroundings.  There was silence between heaven and earth.

    Even Zhang Qingyun, who has the most profound martial arts skills in the field, can't help but feel the energy and blood surge, almost wanting to escape from the body. The rest of the people are even worse. Those without internal strength will not notice it at all. As long as there is a trace of internal strength, they will only feel that there is something happening in front of their eyes.  Black, my heart skipped a beat, as if it was about to explode.

    The boats paddling slowly around suddenly stopped. Even from a distance, the people on the boat somehow knew which boat the sound of the piano came from. This made them deeply afraid and did not dare to get closer. They gradually gathered around  Break.

    "But there are still a few boats that are still coming here. They are fascinated by Yang Ruonan's elegance and have reached the state of selflessness. They are not afraid of even the abyss and cliffs!

    ¡°Zhengzheng¡ª¡ª!¡±

    The sound of the piano sounded again, and the tone became soothing, as light as flowing water on a small bridge. After a few sounds, it rose again, soaring upwards. The change of height was like an eagle soaring in the sky, suddenly flying down, passing over the grassland, and then rushing up to the sky again.  .

    The ups and downs are always related to the human heart. People around them feel that their hearts no longer belong to them. With the pitch of the piano sound, it becomes faster and slower, stronger and weaker. When it is intense, the heartbeat is pounding as if it wants to leave the body. When it is low,  , the heartbeat was so weak that it seemed like he was about to die, so weirdSuch a situation makes people feel desperate and frightened.

    Just when people were about to collapse, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

    As the sound of the piano stopped, there were only a few people who did not directly collapse to the ground. Most of them were lying on the floor, vomiting, or trembling. They all experienced a journey from life to death, from death to life, and knew what it meant.  Life and death.

    Looking from the sky, the boats that were gradually approaching Xiao Yuesheng's painting suddenly reversed the direction and moved away in a hurry. The surroundings of his painting became empty. The breeze blew and the clear waves  sparkling.

    Guo Xiang sat next to Xiao Yuesheng. She did not feel anything strange or affected by the sound of the piano. She felt that the music was extremely beautiful. A picture seemed to appear in front of her eyes. A vigorous eagle was playing in the water next to a waterfall as high as 100 feet.  , high and low, flying freely.

    She didn¡¯t know why her brother-in-law played the qin, and she took the Yao qin back after only playing half a song. However, she had seen her brother-in-law¡¯s many strange things, so she didn¡¯t take them personally. She just admired them quietly without asking any questions.

    As the sound of the piano stopped, Yang Ruonan opened his bright eyes, put down the white jade cup, lightly jumped outside the cabin, looked around, and when he saw the empty surroundings, he returned to his godfather and said with a smile: "Godfather,  Isn¡¯t that too cruel?!¡±

    ¡°If you¡¯re not ruthless now, why don¡¯t you wait until the flames start to spread and then be ruthless?¡± Xiao Yuesheng glared at Yang Ruonan angrily, took his hands off the Yao Qin, and took a sip of Biwu wine.

    "Ruonan, what's going on?" Guo Xiang didn't quite understand what the father and daughter were saying. She glanced at her brother-in-law and asked Yang Ruonan softly.

    "My godfather played the piano and scared everyone away!" Yang Ruonan replied delicately, sticking out his tender tongue.  He rolled his eyes at Xiao Yuesheng again.

    Guo Xiang is not a slow person. She understands with just a few clicks and understands immediately. She couldn¡¯t help but smile. She took a look at Yang Ruonan¡¯s pretty face and laughed softly: ¡°It¡¯s all my fault, Ruonan, you are too beautiful!¡±

    "Do I really have to wear a veil?" Yang Ruonan scratched his beautiful eyebrows with the green-white little finger of his left hand, and asked Guo Xiang with some distress.

    "Well, let's wear it!" Guo Xiang glanced at Xiao Yuesheng.  He nodded to Yang Ruonan, pursed his lips and smiled.

    After these things happened, today¡¯s arena ended here. People had gradually dispersed before the sun set. When I think about it, it feels like a dream, real and illusory.

    Zhang Qingyun was pulled over by Yang Ruonan.  Taking the same boat as Hua Fang back to Linhu Residence, her two disciples Duan Ziyan and Qin Siying also followed. The small Hua Fang felt quite crowded.

    When several women gather together, they inevitably chatter non-stop, and their bodies are filled with several kinds of delicate fragrances.  Xiao Yuesheng sat among them, holding a volume of books, admiring them leisurely and contentedly, ignoring the sounds of birds and birds around him.

    It seems like he is exercising his concentration.

    However, Xiao Yuesheng and Zhang Qingyun only made eye contact, and there was no contact from beginning to end.

    Zhang Qingyun has a cold temperament and doesn't talk much. When he is with Xiao Yuesheng, Xiao Yuesheng often catches her gaze with his eyes and communicates with her through his eyes.

    So there is something strange between the two of them.  The girls on the painting didn't notice it.

    Qin Siying is wearing a moon-white jacket with lake-green pleats. If it weren't for the long sword at her waist, she would be a slim, charming and charming young lady.

    She sat next to her master, her white fingers pointed carefully at Pan Xiande, who was unconscious on the bed, and turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng: "Master, does this person need help?"

    "It's nothing serious!" Xiao Yuesheng looked away from the book in his hand.  He glanced at the cold Zhang Qingyun.  Then he answered with a gentle smile.

    Qin Siying glared at Pan Xiande, who was unaware of his provocation.  She was also worried, Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and she snorted hard: "These people are really annoying, they all have nothing to do and are looking for trouble for no reason!"

    Qin Siying hated these people who came to challenge her. She originally had no grudges, but when she came to challenge like this, she became troubled. It was extremely troublesome to deal with these people. She killed them with one sword, but the boss couldn't bear it and spared them with mercy.  If you encounter someone who is narrow-minded, you will feel humiliated and humiliated, which will lead to unending hatred.

    Next to her, Duan Ziyan nodded heartily and stayed by her master's side, watching the Qingwei Sword Sect grow from small to large, from weak to strong, with twists and turns that are hard enough for outsiders to understand.

    Because the sect¡¯s foundation is still shallow, it has become a shortcut for people in the martial arts world to become famous. They would not dare to challenge a master like Tianlei Shenzhao who has been famous for a long time.

    "Daddy, it seems there is a ship following us!" Yang Ruonan suddenly looked towards the hatch of the ship, as if he saw the situation outside through the thick felt curtain.

    "Well, he is this person's companion." Xiao YueshengHe glanced at Pan Xiande on the couch and answered casually.

    Then he put down the book and reached out to gently press the cabin curtain. The thick lavender felt curtain rolled up without wind. Then something flew out from under the rolled up felt curtain. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from the sight of everyone in the cabin.  Missing.

    But the women in the boat were all highly skilled in martial arts, and they could immediately see that the flying object was Pan Xiande who was lying on the bed.

    "Godfather, did you really let him go?!" Yang Ruonan's beautiful face showed a bit of surprise, pointing to the empty bed with only a blood-red human figure, and sighed in surprise.

    "It's useless to keep it, why not return it to them!" Xiao Yuesheng picked up the scroll again, picked up the white jade cup in his other hand, took a sip of Biwu, and turned his eyes to the book.

    The lavender felt curtain fluttered gently, as if someone had just passed by. The cabin seemed a little quiet for a while, and all the women looked at Xiao Yuesheng, who was looking intently.

    They were accustomed to his shocking skills and were not surprised. They were just surprised by his actions, how he let people go so easily and casually!  Their eyes couldn't help but secretly glance at Zhang Qingyun, who had a cold face.

    Zhang Qingyun's senses were keen, so he discovered it, but turned a blind eye. He walked to the book desk under the window and picked up the volume on the desk. It was a travel journal that Xiao Yuesheng liked. She flipped through it and then sat down.  Appreciate it carefully.

    "Godfather, they are still following you!" Yang Ruonan said in a strong and delicate voice, showing undisguised dissatisfaction, obviously angry at these people's ignorance.

    "Yes." Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were still staring at the book and he didn't move. He just squeezed out a vague agreement from his throat, then stroked his black mustache, picked up the white jade cup, and took a sip of green.  Wu, a leisurely atmosphere rushed to his face, and the women around him suddenly felt a relaxed state of mind, and they suddenly felt calm.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Yang Ruonan's bright eyes stayed on his godfather's face for a moment, then he smiled, no longer asked any more questions, and turned around to joke with Guo Xiang.

    On the forest path leading to Linhu Residence, Xiao Yuesheng and Zhang Qingyun walked side by side, walking alone in front. Behind them, Yang Ruonan and four other women chatted non-stop, in harmony with the clear chirping of tired birds returning to the forest.  moving.

    Their paintings did not dock directly at the shore, but wandered on the West Lake, heading east for a while, then west, until the sun set and the white clouds in the sky were dyed golden red, and then they returned.

    There was a boat following behind them, and they never left. If they hadn't been following behind, Xiao Yuesheng and the others would have gone straight back. But Yang Ruonan had a naughty idea and wanted to play tricks on them. He almost took them all over the West Lake.  .

    Seeing that they were still following them without mercy, Pan Xiande must have woken up long ago, but he still did not change his hostile behavior. Xiao Yuesheng showed no mercy and returned directly to Linhu Residence.

    The rules of Linhu Residence are that those who are close to the woods around Linhu Residence will show no mercy to anyone in the martial arts world. Xiao Chuanxiang and the others will clean up these tails without him having to do it himself.

    Stepping into the door of Linhu Residence, Yang Ruonan turned around and looked around, shaking his head, his face made of white jade showed unbearable expression, and he sighed: "Why do they always seek death?!"

    "They are members of the Sa Ding Cult!" Seeing that she couldn't bear it, Xiao Yuesheng had no choice but to turn around and say a few words to eliminate her guilt.

    "Oh? That death is not a pity!" Yang Ruonan looked at his godfather in surprise, and then nodded bitterly. She knew that she had always been with her godfather about the Sa Ding Cult.
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