Cen Xiyan ate a piece of cucumber cold cake, then put down his chopsticks, raised his eyes, and looked at Zui Liuyun intently.

Zui Liuyun was a little embarrassed by her sight, so he reached out and picked up the wine jar, refilled their glasses, and asked, "Would you like to drink?"

Cen Xiyan changed his usual slanderous behavior as a drunkard. He did not pick up the wine glass, but still looked at Zui Liuyun and said, "Brother Yun, have you...forgot something?"

Hearing Cen Xiyan ask this, Zui Liuyun could not understand what it meant. He sighed softly, raised his eyes, met her gaze, and looked deeply into her eyes. There was a faint feeling in his clear voice, "

Do you just...want to know what I look like?"

Cen Xiyan felt that Zui Liuyun's eyes were a little special at the moment, and she couldn't resist his gaze. However, she did not avoid his gaze, she still looked at him stubbornly, and deliberately raised her eyebrows and said: "Brother Yun that day

Didn’t you agree? Could it be that you regretted it?”

After meeting Zui Liuyun that day, Cen Xiyan was still entangled in her heart. She felt that if she saw his true appearance, it would be unkind to not confess the fact that she was a daughter. But at this moment, she no longer felt anything.

In the previous entanglement, she wanted to see what he looked like, and Prince Rui, who lived next door to her, would be seen sooner or later as long as he stayed in the capital, and then her guesses would be confirmed.

If the facts were as she suspected, would it make any difference whether she confessed or not?

In fact, she also thought about asking Zui Liuyun directly, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't just ask how to speak, she only tried to test them, fearing that she wouldn't get the answer so easily.

Hearing General Cen Xiyan's stimulating words, Zui Liuyun couldn't help but laugh, "Of course I won't regret what I promised you." After saying this, Zui Liuyun suddenly paused and continued: "But..."

Cen Xiyan raised his eyebrows, "But?"

Zui Liuyun did not continue to say anything, but suddenly changed the subject, "Brother Suifeng has deep inner strength, and he must have studied under an expert. I suddenly became interested today and wanted to compete with you Suifeng. I don't know what Suifeng would like."

How many moves can I take with my brother?"

Cen Xiyan thought for a moment and roughly understood what he meant. He asked tentatively: "Brother Yun, do you mean that you will only take off your mask after I discuss it with you?"

"That's right." Zui Liuyun nodded simply, and then said, "Can Sui Feng fulfill his wish as a brother?"

Cen Xiyan squinted at Zui Liuyun from the corner of his eyes, without concealing the dissatisfaction in his tone, "Brother Yun, you won't want to say that I must defeat you before you take off the mask, right?"

"Hahaha..." Zui Liuyun was amused by Cen Xiyan's contemptuous eyes and laughed heartily. After laughing, he shook his head and said: "Of course not. No matter I win or lose, I will take off my mask."

"No more regrets?" Cen Xiyan asked with some distrust.

"I...can't be considered regretful, right?" Zui Liuyun said with a smile.

"Is it settled in one word?" Cen Xiyan asked again.

"Of course." Zui Liuyun smiled and nodded.

"Okay!" Cen Xiyan drank softly, picked up the wine glass in front of him, raised his neck, and drank it all in one gulp. Then he stood up, tiptoed, and flew out of the pavilion as light as a swallow, and landed on an open space outside the pavilion.

Stand still.

Her eyes were bright, filled with fighting spirit, and she said to Zui Liuyun in the pavilion: "Brother Yun, please!"

In fact, she had also tried fighting with Zui Liuyun, wanting to know more about his martial arts skills and which school he studied under. Zui Liuyun's suggestion today was exactly what she wanted.

Zui Liuyun smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank it all in one breath, picked up the jade flute on the table, stood up, and floated out of the pavilion gracefully.

Zui Liuyun stood tall and said to Cen Xiyan opposite: "I will use this flute in my hand as a weapon, and we will finish it."

"Okay." Cen Xiyan also took out his purple and gold flute, "Brother Yun uses the jade flute as a weapon, so I will use this flute as a companion!"

Zui Liuyun smiled and said: "How old I am to brother Suifeng. I should give way to you. Brother Suifeng invites you first."

Cen Xiyan was not polite to Zui Liuyun. He held a purple gold flute, flipped his jade wrist, and under the bright moon, purple lightning flashed, and the cold air hit people, and he hit Zui Liuyun extremely fiercely!

Zui Liuyun took his time and raised his jade flute to fight. Suddenly, there was a sound of gold and jade trembling, but it went straight up to Taixu, just like the sound of nature!

Cen Xiyan didn't expect that Zui Liuyun would use his jade flute to directly meet her moves. The two of them only met each other, and there was an ice blade collision!

Cen Xiyan felt a slight numbness in the tiger's mouth and was shocked. He quickly stepped back and lowered his head to check the flute in his hand. He was relieved when he saw that the purple gold flute was damaged.

People who don't know may know that it is just a musical instrument when they see the purple-gold flute in her hand. Only a few people know that the purple-gold flute in her hand is not only a musical instrument, but also a weapon! Moreover, it is the treasure of Yuanyin Sect!

This flute looks small and exquisite, but its internal design makes it seem seamless. Only those who know how to use it can turn on the mechanism and turn the piccolo into a flute. When it changes, the flute is about two feet, only an inch in diameter, and has twelve holes on it.

Hidden in each hole are hidden weapons such as flying needles, as well as various pills, which can hurt people unprepared! There is a blade on one end of the flute, which is extremely sharp and can be used to injure the enemy. The other end has an acupuncture pen, which can be used to point three points around the body.

Sixteen major acupoints and seventy-two numb acupoints, chasing souls and killing people, extremely powerful!

When Cen Xiyan fought against Zui Liuyun, she naturally did not activate any mechanism on the purple gold flute. It seemed that what she was holding was just an ordinary flute. At most, the material used to make it was a bit extravagant.

She didn't understand why Zui Liuyun came up and used this method of defense.

On the night when they were fighting for the secret map in Yuhuang City, she knew that the jade flute in Zui Liuyun's hand was not an ordinary jade flute, but also a weapon. It was a magic flute that was widely rumored in the world, but it had disappeared for more than a hundred years.

Somehow it got into Zui Liuyun's hands.

Zui Liuyun should know that the jade flute in his hand is a precious blade. If it collides with an ordinary flute like this, it will probably break the other person's flute, right?

Cen Xiyan's heart suddenly moved, and an idea came to his mind, could he...see that the flute in her hand was not an ordinary flute?

After Zui Liuyun saw Cen Xiyan's flute colliding with his jade flute, he hurriedly backed away and checked the flute in his hand, his eyes flashing slightly.

Seeing Cen Xiyan raise his head and look at him with a slightly suspicious look, Zui Liuyun smiled calmly and said, "Suifeng, please come in."

Cen Xiyan suppressed the doubts in his heart and said: "Brother Yun, please take over!"
Chapter completed!