Although Yan Chixia flew away with the sword and watched the sword light shoot towards the distance, Yan Chixia actually jumped down from the flying sword after flying half a mile, while Yan Chixia's flying sword continued to shoot towards the distance. At this time, Yan Chixia was just to confuse Zuo Qianhu, Zuo Qianhu was a pure warrior. After half a mile, Zuo Qianhu's perception could not feel Yan Chixia at all.

Where Yan Chixia landed, there was a long-desolated ruined temple. In this ruined temple, weeds were growing, and some were even about one foot high. Yan Chixia looked at the surrounding environment and saw that there was no danger, so she pinched the magic tricks here. After a moment, a flying sword with introverted light shot back and flew into Yan Chixia's sword box.

Yan Chixia was retracting the flying sword and recognizing the direction, and was about to fly back here. However, when Yan Chixia was about to move, she suddenly stopped. Yan Chixia turned her ears and listened to the ruined temple. She heard a burst of silk and bamboo sounds coming from it. Yan Chixia first frowned, and then remembered that Tang Ju once mentioned a temple called Lanruo Temple, and she became interested in exploring the ruined temple.

At this time, Meng Xiao looked back and looked around and found a archway that was already in danger. In order not to disturb the people in the temple, Yan Chixia moved towards the archway lightly. After seeing the words on the archway, Yan Chixia couldn't help but frown, because the three big words that should be caught in her eyes at this time were "Lan Ruo Temple".

"Barrowed mountains, wild ridges, broken temples, the sound of silk and bamboo, haha~"

At this time, all the phenomena that Yan Chixia now showed here are listed. At this time, Yan Chixia couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile. As a person who has been wandering around for many years, he naturally knows such strange things. The trap set by this standard monster and ghost is for the power of the true yang of passers-by.

"I really searched everywhere without any effort. I originally wanted to go to the Zuo's house to find an opportunity, but now I don't need it at all. Let me see what is causing trouble in this dilapidated temple!"

Just after Yan Chixia made up her mind, she pinched the magic trick in her hand, and then her breath was completely restrained. Then she observed for a while and found a path leading to the ruined temple and headed towards the ruined temple.

Yan Chixia's movements were extremely fast. It didn't take long to come to the ruined temple. Yan Chixia secretly observed inside. Through the cracks of the wall, Yan Chixia found that there were two Confucian scholars in the temple. Yan Chixia could vaguely see that these two were the Confucian scholars who entered the mountain with them.

At this time, opposite the two of them was a young woman with a graceful gauze and a convex figure. When dancing in this scene, the beauty reflected the dim candlelight, and looked so charming in the chaos of light and shadow. Behind the left back of the dancing woman was a woman wearing a white body. She brushed the guzheng with her hands, and the sound of silk and bamboo heard by Yan Chixia came from this.

The two Confucian scholars were deeply attracted by the performances of these two women. One of them had already left saliva unknowingly, and the dancing woman seemed to be intentional. While dancing, her eyes were circulating, and she smiled shyly at the Confucian scholar from time to time, making the Confucian scholar's body seem to be half as weak.

Although another Confucian scholar was sitting upright, his eyes couldn't help but look at the spring light that was leaking from time to time by the dancing woman. His eyes were eager to pierce into it. Although the two performed differently, they were obviously attracted by these two women.

In Yan Xia's eyes outside this temple, these two women were not humans at all, but two female ghosts. The charming skin was just a painted skin. The graceful dance in the eyes of the two Confucian scholars was just a ghost tugging the skin in Yan Chixia's eyes, and there was nothing to appreciate at all.

However, at this time, Yan Chixia did not rush in, but continued to observe outside the temple. Yan Chixia now wanted to observe how the two ghosts harmed people. Although Yan Chixia had killed many monsters and monsters before, she did not hesitate and directly killed the flying sword. It was the first time she watched the ghost perform.
Chapter completed!