() A cold wind suddenly blew into the courtyard illuminated by dim candlelight. The candlelight in the room swayed with the wind and was almost blown out. Chu Lang couldn't help but shudder under the excitement and restrained his violent actions.
With uneasy eyes, he saw a masked man standing on the wall of the courtyard.
Mei Yuling heard at night that Qi Jinkong went down the mountain together to send invitations on the same day. It didn't matter at first, but knowing that the five disciples of the inner sect gathered together, and Chu Lang, the only disciple of the outer sect, said that he would go down the mountain alone, she was always full of a sense of superiority.
There was actually a slight feeling of loss.
Which male disciple of the Tianming Sword Sect tried every means to take advantage of the opportunity to get in touch with her? This guy even said to Qi Jinkong, "She and I are from two different worlds and have never had such thoughts." This aroused her attention even more.
.
Sometimes people are like this, and they won't even take a glance at what comes to their door. However, those who deviate from it and don't follow their own ideas are often more attractive to people, and what they don't get is the most interesting.
Chu Lang's naked upper body and lower body were only wearing blind pants, giving her a very abrupt and beautiful image, although Chu Lang couldn't see her appearance.
Chu Lang's pupils shrank for a few times, and he took a few quick breaths. His hand slowly touched the ancient broken sword that was lying aside. His consciousness and awareness instantly came out, and he carefully looked at the tree on the wall that stood like a cold plum in the wind and snow.
Beautiful figure.
Chu Lang's mind quickly recalled the girls he knew. Among the outer disciples, he only had some contact with Zhang Yanxue and a few junior sisters. Chu Lang rarely got to know the inner disciples, let alone the female inner disciples. But he knew them in his mind.
The feelings brought by the women in front of him were completely different from the woman in front of him, which made Chu Lang even more certain that this was definitely the first time they met and he had not known her before.
With the help of snowy silver light, she stared hard with her eyes. The woman was wearing a tight-fitting blue silk dress, with a black veil hanging from her ears under the hair on both sides of her face. Her bright eyes were bright, clear and pure.
In his slender right hand, he holds a delicate and long sword tightly. The sword tassels are delicately fluttering in the wind. His figure is slender and uneven, and his left hand hangs naturally on his chest.
A strange feeling arose in Chu Lang's heart, and a few words came to his mind: "What a beautiful woman!" Chu Lang's tense heartstrings slowly relaxed because of this woman's outfit and aura.
Chu Lang's hand was already holding the ancient broken sword tightly, and the uneasiness in his heart slowly calmed down. He frowned and said, "Who are you? You came here late at night with your face covered. What do you mean?"
Chu Lang briefly observed the opponent's cultivation level, but he couldn't see through it. What worried him even more was that this woman was able to hide it from many senior brothers and sisters in Qianya Peak. You must know that the cultivation level of General Manager Zhang Huang is at the level of Recasting.
Existence, unexpectedly disappearing outside the courtyard of his house without making a sound.
This made Chu Lang secretly think hard about good strategies, and also wanted to know if there was any buffering opportunity for this woman's purpose.
Regardless of the temperament or body appearance of that woman, Chu Lang absolutely believed that she was a beautiful and terrifying opponent. Because the aura she exuded slightly suddenly condensed in the air, Chu Lang's face changed so much that he couldn't even move. You must know that at this moment
He was not at the fifth level of Lingxu before, but now he was at the eighth level of Lingxu. As a result of such a reaction, Chu Lang was very depressed. Perhaps despair was what he felt at this moment.
This feeling of familiarity was like last night's fight with Zhang Han and others in the back mountain. Chu Lang had no choice but to give up resistance and was unable to move. Chu Lang could barely accept it. After all, high-level beings were completely incapable of fighting back against low-level opponents.
It has a suppressive effect. What frightens Chu Lang is that the sense of consciousness emitted at this moment is actually blocked and controlled by a mysterious energy, and his brain feels dizzy and tingling.
Chu Lang's face was pale and his breathing was rapid, as if he had just carried hundreds of loads of water back and forth, and then swallowed several large jars of strong liquor that had been brewed for hundreds of years. Chu Lang couldn't stand and sat slowly on the snow in the courtyard.
The woman seemed to have instantly destroyed Chu Lang's reaction ability. She was relieved and landed in Chu Lang's courtyard in a flash. Then she walked lightly and gracefully, and her eyes scanned the surrounding environment. At this time, Tian
It was already dark, but the candlelight in the room and the silvery snow made the surroundings dim and vague. Chu Lang's eyes moved as she turned. The woman looked around and chose to sit on the stone slab next to the big tree.
He looked at Chu Lang with a naughty look in his eyes.
Although Chu Lang couldn't see the change in her face under the black veil, he guessed that the corners of her mouth must have been slightly raised to laugh at his own overestimation.
The masked woman looked at Chu Lang carefully without saying a word. Chu Lang felt a little numb from her fiery gaze as she looked back and forth. It seemed that the boxer briefs he was wearing on his lower body were superfluous. He felt like he was standing naked in front of her.
Chu Lang had never felt like this before. He felt uncomfortable all over, he couldn't win the fight, and now he didn't even have the strength to escape.
If this woman killed herself, she would be afraid that her voice would not be able to make a sound. In the cold night, sweat dropped from her forehead, and cold sweat broke out on the palm of her hand while holding the Qingfeng Sword.
Chu Lang's thoughts were spinning rapidly, thinking about the situation that would benefit him as much as possible. He showed a smile that he thought was the most masculine and charming and said: "Girl, why do you have to embarrass me? I know I can't defeat you and I can't escape. You want to
Just kill me, don't torture me like this."
"Oh, did I say I wanted to kill you?" Chu Lang was so shaken by the heavenly note melody that he changed his mind. This woman is really not a human being. From this moment on, her elegant and quiet movements are arrogant and full of temptation.
With her powerful figure, god-like martial arts cultivation, and her voice as perfect as nature, Chu Lang suspected that the woman in front of him was an angel.
If there are fairies in this world, the woman in front of him must be one of them, and she is also a fairy among fairies. Chu Lang looked at her sadly, sighed and said: "You are not a human, you are a temptress.
My heart was beating so hard that I was going to die."
"Smooth talk deserves a slap." With a snap, Chu Lang's left face was slapped in the air by the masked woman. It was very clear and loud in the dark and quiet night.
"Oh, you bastard, you're looking for death. Don't let me show off my power. I'll make you look good then." Chu Lang was furious and roared, regardless of the fact that he could easily be torn into pieces by this woman at the snap of a finger.
"Hmph, although I don't know what your three-eight sentence means, but it must be a curse word, you are still honest. Do you think your roar can spread and let the old man Zhang Huang know, stop dreaming, this is around
Isolated by my true energy, even if the place is turned upside down, he won't hear it." The masked woman's voice was very pleasant, like the crisp cry of a jadeite bird surrounding the courtyard, although her tone was cold and full of emotion.
It was a warning, but Chu Lang was so happy that he forgot about the danger at the moment.
Chu Lang was weak and helpless and said: "Tell me, you are an expert, and you don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. A young lady has a secret meeting with a man in the middle of the night. If word spreads that you still want to marry, otherwise I will be reluctant to accept you."
"
Before Chu Lang finished speaking, a clear and long slap sounded again in the quiet courtyard, and two red palm prints appeared on both sides of Chu Lang's face, which was really eye-catching.
Chu Lang stopped talking. Two resentful eyes looked up and down the slender and exquisite body of the masked woman. The masked woman could no longer calm down due to his fierce and fiery gaze, and said in an angry tone: "Would you believe it if you look at it again?"
I'll dig out your eyes and feed them to the dogs."
Chu Lang didn't dare to use this to challenge her ability, so he gave up resistance and said, "Okay, what do you want?"
"I don't want to do anything else, but I just want to see you unhappy and come here and give you two slaps." The masked woman acted rogue and rubbed Chu Lang to the point of anger.
"Given you a sister, one day I will pin you down and slowly ravage you until the sky is dark and the earth is dark." Chu Lang cursed angrily in his heart.
The woman suddenly frowned. She originally wanted to teach Chu Lang a lesson, but she sensed a figure flying over here quickly. Looking at Chu Lang's red cheeks, she smiled slightly and said, "You bastard, come back again on another day."
You are happy, let’s see if you still dare to be self-righteous and don’t take me seriously.”
As soon as the woman finished speaking, she disappeared into the courtyard in a flash. It was not known how she left, leaving Chu Lang, who was feeling aggrieved inexplicably, standing there blankly.
"Chu Lang, who was here just now?" Zhang Huang fell into the courtyard and scanned around with vigilant eyes. When he saw Chu Lang standing there in a daze, he asked in confusion.
"Ah, Mr. Zhang, why are you here? Is there something wrong?" Chu Lang responded.
"What's wrong with your face?" Zhang Huang noticed that both sides of Chu Lang's cheeks were red, and he could faintly see two small handprints. Did he get slapped?
"It's okay. There are mosquitoes here. If you dare to bite me, I won't kill you." After Chu Lang finished speaking, he didn't forget to wave his hand and slap himself in the face.
Although Zhang Huang was confused, he did not mind his own business and said to Chu Lang: "I came here for one thing. Just now there was news from the sect that Zhang Han has returned, but don't worry, the quota for the invitation will still be given to you.
, Zhang Han has been accepted as an inner disciple by the sect and is no longer an outer disciple."
"What? What did you say?" Chu Lang jumped up and grabbed Zhang Huang's hand in panic.
Zhang Huang looked stunned. Why did Chu Lang react so fiercely? He waved his hand away.
"What's the matter with you? What a shame to make such a fuss." Zhang Huang said angrily.
"Um, yes, yes, the manager taught me a lesson." Chu Lang was already shocked, and realized that the mysterious woman's lesson just now was just an appetizer before the meal. It felt like he was being cheated.
"In the past two days, prepare carefully for going down the mountain the next day."
"..."
"I've obviously been stabbed by my sword and fell off the cliff into the abyss. How can I come back alive after so long?" Chu Lang's mind was spinning and thinking, and he slowly became a little numb.
Chu Lang didn't know when Zhang Huang left, and stood quietly in the courtyard alone. There was such a heaven-defying opportunity in this world, which was even more exaggerated than his own.