Of course, Sikong Zhenjiu happily agreed to Yunfan's request. Although he didn't know how Yunfan could find Jiang Biling who had deliberately hidden herself in such a short period of time, but now there was no other better way, so he could only choose to believe Yunfan.
Sikong Zhenjiu followed Yunfan's words and went to Shilipo outside Meizhen alone. There I waited for the white ink painting.
Not long after, Guo saw Bai Mo Hua holding Qin Mengyao slowly approaching. For the sake of caution, Bai Mo Hua stopped five feet away.
Seeing Sikong Zhenjiu alone, Bai Mohua obviously didn't believe it. His pair of deep black eyes were locked on Sikong Zhenjiu, fixed on his handsome and extraordinary face. In the hope that you can see something unusual from it.
However, he was disappointed in the end. After looking for a long time, he still found nothing, so he finally gave up.
Then, his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings. In order to confirm whether there is an ambush, I have to say that Bai Mohua is still very cautious!
Seeing this, Sikong Yujiu said slowly: "You don't have to look around. Jiang Biling is not here. I am the only one."
"You are quite courageous," Bai Mohua raised his eyebrows and sighed: "But it's a pity that when one person comes, he has to leave with two corpses."
"I remember you once said, one life for another, so why not replace Qin Mengyao with me. Let her go, and I will be your hostage." Sikong Yujiu said in the gentlest voice Bai Mohua couldn't believe the words.
"!!" Qin Mengyao suddenly raised her eyes and stared at Sikong Zhenjiu intently. Her eyes moved violently, her heart was filled with ups and downs, her eyes were complicated, and she had mixed feelings. There was a strange ripple in the inner lake that had always been like stagnant water, and suddenly there was a strong feeling of happiness and satisfaction of being cared for and loved by others. This feeling had almost never appeared in her life.
But this time, this extremely strange feeling suddenly appeared, but it made her extremely intoxicated and satisfied. Suddenly, she felt a warm current emerging in her heart. It was a warm feeling of happiness, mixed with a faint numbing feeling. Invisibly, she was very attached to this feeling. But her inner lake, which had been silent for many years, could never be calm again.
Sikong Zhenjiu turned his head for a moment and cast his gaze at Qin Mengyao, who was beside him. ."
Bai Mohua was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said: "You are willing to sacrifice for her, what is your relationship with her?"
Sikong Zhenjiu said with a smile but not a smile: "If you ask about my relationship with her, it's a long story. On the surface, she is the proprietress of the inn where I live. I am a little interested in her, but she always She looked so repulsive that I didn't even touch her hand. But in fact, she couldn't resist me in her soul and heart. But the above are all my own wishful thinking!"
"..." Qin Mengyao stood there with her head lowered and an embarrassed look on her face. She didn't look at him. A blush rose quietly. If possible, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in. At this moment, she almost greeted all the eighteen generations of Sikong Zhenjiu's ancestors in her heart. Fortunately, she was almost moved by his words just now. Looking at it now, looking at his frivolous, exaggerated, smooth words, and easy words, it was really Three sentences are indispensable.
The situation is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. Now it seems that he is still a complete playboy, and he is simply out of shape! This Sikong Zhen Jiuduan lives up to his reputation as a playboy and is really a master of love! Qin Mengyao couldn't help but secretly think of this, and a deep disappointment appeared in the depths of her beautiful eyes.
After hearing this, Bai Mohua glanced at Qin Mengyao and said slowly: "So, you like her!?"
Sikong Yujiu lowered his gaze slightly and murmured softly: "What's this question?!..."
"Since you like her so much, why don't you marry her? Do you sincerely love her?" There was a deep doubt in the white-ink eyebrows.
The corner of Sikong Yujiu's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a touch of sarcasm, and said: "Whether you like it or not and whether you marry or not are completely different things, okay! All men in the world know this. You can't really be that naive, right!? "
"you!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Mohua immediately became angry, his brows suddenly sank, his face was as gloomy as black coal, and the pair of eyes that stared at Sikong Zhenjiu could almost spit out fire, and he subconsciously stepped forward with one foot. Take a step. If possible, he really wanted to go up and scratch his ears. But immediately, he suddenly realized what he had thought of. He suppressed the anger in his heart, and his other foot also stagnated at the same time. Now that things have come to a point, he can no longer act impulsively.
Seeing the white ink painting, Qin Mengyao said hurriedly: "Master Sikong likes to joke all day long, especially about the relationship between men and women. You don't have to pay attention to it at all."
"Are you kidding me? What I, Sikong Zhenjiu, said just now came from the bottom of my heart. Heaven and earth can tell. Of course I am serious, very serious! Extremely serious! More real than real money!"
Qin Mengyao: "..." (feeling speechless)
Sikong Zhenjiu stared at the white ink painting with burning eyes, and said leisurely: "To be honest, I, Sikong Zhenjiu, am naturally romantic. I fall in love with a beautiful woman when I see one, and I fall in love with a pair when I see two. I have never really been passionate about women. How can I be like that? You are like this, risking your life and death for a mere woman, crying and crying, and reduced to this, you have disgraced the face of us men! You are simply not a man!"
Sikong Zhenjiu said these words very seriously. It was obvious that he did it intentionally, deliberately humiliating Bai Mo Hua, causing him to lose his mind and become confused, so that he could achieve the purpose of delaying time, and the opportunity was If you rely on your own creation and control, you may be able to take this opportunity to rescue Qin Mengyao.
This is what Sikong Zhenjiu had in mind!
As expected, when Bai Mohua heard this, he immediately became furious: "What did you say?!"
"I said you are not a man at all. You are holding a woman hostage and holding her hostage. That's all you have! What kind of hero are you?! No wonder everyone in the world looks down on you!"
Bai Mohua's spirit was originally very high. Although he has fallen into such a low state now, his pride and dignity are still there, but he cannot be trampled by outsiders!
Sikong Zhenjiu's last insulting words became the last spark that ignited the anger that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time, just like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Just when you can't bear it anymore, there is no need to bear it anymore! Sikong Zhenjiu has completely angered him! Once the anger in the heart is ignited, it will be like a spark that starts a prairie fire. It will be unstoppable and will be out of control from now on!
Bai Mo Hua's eyes were cold, and his right arm suddenly stretched forward. Qin Mengyao suddenly felt a dazzling silver light flashing in front of his eyes. Accompanied by a clear whistling sound, the silver light carried a terrifying cold power, like a beam of dazzling light that could devour all darkness, with the speed of thunder. Go straight towards Sikong Zhenjiu!
At the same time, Bai Mohua's body suddenly swayed, like a meteor that passed quickly, heading straight towards Sikong Zhenjiu.
That silver light is undoubtedly the weapon drawn in white ink that has never left his body - the silver flute. This silver flute is not only a symbol of his identity, but it is also an instrument that pleases people.
But at this time, it has become a life-threatening weapon! The moment Bai Mo Hua made his move, it was such an unexpected and terrifying killing move that he was bound to kill the hateful Sikong Zhenjiu in front of him on the spot!
Sikong Zhenjiu was already prepared for Bai Mo Hua's sudden move. After all, the reason why Bai Mo Hua acted so impatiently and out of mind was all because of him. He obviously did it on purpose. What he said before was deliberately mocking and provoking, so as to induce him to take action, and then fight him himself. Bai Mo Hua is just alone. As a result, he will be unable to do both. This will not only create opportunities for Qin Mengyao to escape, but also provide an excuse to hold Bai Mo Hua back and complete what Yun Fan told him. As long as he successfully finds Jiang Biling , everything will be solved!
Such a wishful thinking of killing two birds with one stone is simply perfect!
The corner of Sikong Yujiu's mouth slightly tilted into a conspiratorial smile. He looked calm and unhurried. He took a few steps back unhurriedly. Then he tapped his right foot on the ground and jumped up, perfectly dodging the terrifying and violent white ink painting. The decisive blow.
After Sikong Zhenjiu's body turned a somersault in mid-air, he floated down quickly and landed lightly. Then his feet split open. While his legs were perfectly split, his right arm shot out instantly, and he was wide. In the sleeves of his robe, with a flash of dazzling light, a dagger about the same length as the silver flute painted in white ink appeared on his right hand. Almost instantly, Sikong Zhenjiu stabbed forward with his dagger in his hand. It took only a few seconds from completion to end. Breathing time.
At this moment, Bai Mo Hua also happened to be approaching Sikong Yujiu. Suddenly he saw a sharp sword in his hand, and the sword was coming towards him. Bai Mo Hua also had quick eyesight and quick hands. His body suddenly stagnated, and he jumped into the air. He also did a somersault in mid-air, and then It passed directly over Sikong Zhenjiu's head, and it also avoided Sikong Zhenjiu's move with great ease. Immediately afterwards, he stretched his right hand forward, almost perfectly catching the silver flute that had not yet landed on the ground, and then attacked Sikong Zhenjiu with his backhand.
Sikong Zhenjiu let out a light scold, and his body seemed to be floating in the wind, straight into the sky. When it reached a certain height, the white light of the dagger in his hand flashed, and suddenly, a waterfall like the Milky Way appeared in the sky, falling straight down. The power of the Nine Heavens is under the cover of the brush!
White ink was drawn on the side of the foot, with the body half tilted, the silver flute was lightly touched in the void, and using the silver flute as a pen, he wrote the word "一" upright! Although the handwriting is correct, in the eyes of those who know calligraphy, it can be clearly seen that this stroke starts from the closing edge, leads the edge slanting, is flat on the outside and hooks in the middle, hides the edge on the outside, and when the brush is closing, it faintly moves towards itself. In the arms area!
This is eccentric writing! And it’s not in block-letter calligraphy. Although it looks majestic and upright, the changes therein cannot be confirmed without being there in person!
Seeing this, Sikong Zhenjiu could not help but reveal a hint of admiration in his eyes: Bai Mo Hua deserves to be called the [Silver Flute Scholar], even this move has a hint of scholarly spirit, it really deserves its reputation!
