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Chapter 18 The Sword of Killing Terror(2/2)

The voice rang in his ears. Xiao Se turned around and found that like Tang Lian, a man in black robes was standing there holding a jet-black spear.

"Gunxian Sikong Changfeng" Xiao Se was shocked.

"Sikong Changfeng is Sikong Changfeng, don't be an immortal." Sikong Changfeng looked impatient, "Don't show such a surprised expression, you are too old to join in the fun and watch a good show.

Already?"

"Dad" Sikong Qianluo called out with some doubts from below.

"My good daughter, you weren't guarding the pavilion today, why didn't you go?" Sikong Changfeng looked at Sikong Qianluo with a smile, without any intention of blaming him.

"I didn't know that he could get to the fifteenth floor." Sikong Qianluo's face turned red.

"Yes, yes, how did Qianluo know?" A voice like an oriole sounded. Sikong Qianluo turned around and saw that it was Shiyu. However, he was holding a folding fan in his hand and looked elegant in his fancy clothes.

"Sister" Sikong Qianluo said.

Shiyu walked directly to Sikong Qianluo without looking at Xiao Se, gently raised her chin with a folding fan, and said softly: "Miss me? Xiao Qianluo."

"I want it, I really want it," Sikong Qianluo said in a low voice when Shiyu made her face blush like Xiao Xiaohan's.

"Hehehe" Shiyu smiled.

"Okay, Shiyu, I'm not rude." At this moment, Xinlian, who was wearing a red dress, came over and nodded slightly towards Xiao Se.

Shiyu put away the folding fan, "It's been a long time since I last saw Qianluo."

"Sister Xinlian," Sikong Qianluo said to Xinlian.

"Yes." Xinlian nodded: "Qianluo, long time no see."

"What? Where's Xiao Xuanli? He's not here?" Sikong Changfeng looked around and asked, not seeing Xiao Xuanli's figure.

"Ruilong Camp, we are moving troops," Xinlian said.

The scholar on the side was also shocked. Oh my god, it was said that there was only the Ruilong Army. Why..., he immediately took the scholar and wanted to sneak away.

"You two, why are you leaving so soon? I haven't seen Xue Yue Sword Immortal yet." Xin Lian turned to the scholar and the book boy and said.

The scholar who had slipped halfway turned around awkwardly, with a smile on his face: "Junior, Qingcheng Mountain Li Fansong has met the three city lords, Lord Changshi."

The book boy also bowed hurriedly: "Fei Xuan has met the three city lords, Mr. Chang Shi."

"You are all here, why are you hiding? We can still eat you, right? I know you are not here for me. I am watching my show, and you are looking for your people, and we will not miss you." Sikong Changfeng Leng

He snorted.

"Gun Xian, this is just a joke. They are not here for you, but also for her..." Xinlian smiled at Li Fansong and said: "That's right."

"Yes, yes" Li Fansong was also extremely embarrassed at this time.

"Ahem!" Sikong Changfeng coughed twice, "Tang Lian, I have seen the long history of Jiangling Prince's Palace."

Tang Lian nodded, jumped down, clasped her fists towards Xinlian, and said respectfully, "Tang Lian has met Mr. Chang Shi."

"Okay, this is not Tianqi, so there is no need to be so polite," Xinlian walked up to Tang Lian and helped him up.

"yes"
Chapter completed!
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