Hsu Fengnian did not intend to pretend to be deaf and mute all the way to the Snow Villa. He smiled and said, "I have never heard of the words of the founder of the Dragon Palace, but I have heard that the Dragon Palace has a treasure called the Black Flower Cloud Dragon Pattern Censer. It symbolizes the eternal stability of the Southern Tang Dynasty. Its outer wall is covered with black and purple spots. Once it is put into the censer and it burns, the mist will rise and the image of nine dragons coming out of the sea will appear."
Upon hearing this, the woman smiled. Her appearance was not eye-catching, but it set off her classical temperament and made her even more outstanding. She said softly, "Young Master Xu is indeed the son of an official. Ordinary landowning households would not know of this Southern Tang's treasure."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and asked, "Is the Dragon Palace competing for the position of the Wulin Alliance?"
The woman asked, "Young Master, do you think the Dragon Palace is qualified to compete for the Jianghu?"
Hsu Fengnian waved his hand and said self-deprecatingly, "I don't dare to criticize."
The woman was bending down to pick up the censer with copper chopsticks. She paused and glanced at Hsu Fengnian. After putting it into the censer, she seemed to have nothing to say. When Hsu Fengnian staggered and fell to the ground, she, who had been quietly holding her breath, waved her hand slightly to disperse some of the fragrance. She changed from kneeling to squatting. Her two fingers stopped at the tip of Hsu Fengnian's nose. She said to herself, "You even know that the Black Flower Censer secretly came from the Southern Tang Imperial Palace to the Dragon Palace. How can you not know that our sect is good at making human skin puppets with suitable bone structure? You should know that one of the Four Grandmasters, Fu Jiang Hong Jia, was born in the Dragon Palace. "
The woman stared at Hsu Fengnian's face and sneered, "You are really calm."
While speaking, her two fingers were like the tip of a sword and her fingertips were like the tip of a sword. She fiercely poked Hsu Fengnian's eyes. Her fingertips were not too far away from his eyelids, but the man still did not move. The woman said, "Did he really faint?"
The woman who did not retract her fingers had a flash of ruthlessness in her eyes. Just as her killing intent was flowing, Hsu Fengnian was still lying, but one hand held the woman's fingers and the other hand was strangling her neck. The woman was stunned... The first two probing was just a pretense. The third time was the real killing intent. For the Dragon Palace, a good skin was priceless. no matter whether the man on the ground fainted or not, it did not stop her killing intent....................... the cat and mouse play....... the cat and mouse... . Hsu Fengnian opened his eyes and stared at the fairy of the Dragon Palace with a vicious heart. He chuckled softly and said, "You really want to kill me? I have given you a chance to be the compassionate Guanyin. It is good for us to meet by chance and love each other."
The woman was speechless. Her eyes were full of horror. A few small red snakes slowly slithered on the arm of the man with a head full of white frost. Then they suddenly pierced into her arm like a glutton. The gentle woman who was originally covered with the water vapor of the south of the Yangtze River quickly withered. When Hsu Fengnian let go of her, she had already silently stopped breathing. He supported her leaning body with one hand and gently tapped her temples with the other. He slowly tore off a delicate mask. Under the mask was the face of the blue-green ceremonial official who walked in front of the eight palanquins. After a long illness, he became a doctor. He had used a lot of masks that were related to witchcraft during his trip to Beimang. He was not a layman when it came to the art of disguise. Hsu Fengnian threw away the face that was equivalent to the rooting level of Shu Xiu. After laying the body flat, he picked up the spatula and skillfully scraped off some incense ashes. When it came to pretending to be cultured, what was he not good at as the son of Beiliang? Hsu Fengnian turned his head and casually glanced at the "ceremonial official" with the Southern Tang-style silk fish hanging from his waist. The latter was indifferent to the corpse. His smile did not diminish and his eyes were playful. Hsu Fengnian asked, "Who is she? Who are you?"
The blue-green lady stretched out a finger and stroked her temples. She squinted her eyes and said softly, "She is the current me. My real appearance is uglier than the one you took off. I don't dare to show my face to others. "
Hsu Fengnian put back the spatula. The mysterious lady said straightforwardly, "Originally, I thought that the journey to the Quicksnow Mountain Villa was boring and I wanted to make a new puppet to relieve my boredom. Now I feel that it is too wasteful. Why don't you come to the Dragon Palace and be a tripod furnace? Many men in Jianghu dream of it. Although it will dry up and be abandoned in three to five years, it is still much better than being made into a human skin puppet. Most of the women in the Dragon Palace are as beautiful as flowers and jade. They sing every night and enjoy happiness for several years. Even if you are a pewter spear head, you can still have fun with twenty or thirty fairies. It is better than living a boring life with one or two old women. "
Hsu Fengnian said helplessly, "Miss, where does your confidence come from?"
The lady tilted her head and asked, "Are you the Emperor of Liyang's family?"
Hsu Fengnian shook his head.
The lady asked again, "Have you reached the First Grade of Vajra Realm, or have you comprehended the Mystery of Finger Mystery?"
Hsu Fengnian still shook his head.
The lady asked, "Then are you the son-in-law of Grand Secretary Zhang Julu or Gu Jiantang?"
Hsu Fengnian was amused. He laughed and said, "Are you done asking?"
The eight palanquins sank a few feet in an instant. The eight strong and burly retainers knelt down almost at the same time. Hsu Fengnian's left hand grabbed the lady's face like hooks. The lady's face was bleeding. His right hand slowly rotated and several flying swords were nailed into her vital acupoints. If she dared to use Qi to resist, she would be nailed to death on the spot. Hsu Fengnian slightly increased the strength of his five fingers. Perhaps the lady's face was covered with blood and she was gasping for breath. Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Do you really think you are invincible just because of the fake Vajra Secret Skill of the Dragon Palace? The reason why the Dragon Palace was able to stand tall was because of the Snake Entangling Tortoise, which was derived from the Red Armor of the Talisman General, and a few shortcut Xuan Finger Skills. In the end, it was neither a donkey nor a horse. It was a laughingstock. How many genuine Level One masters would take these women seriously? If you want to be a master like Wang Xianzhi, you can't do it with the unorthodox methods of the Dragon Palace. In the past, your Palace Master tried to give herself to Wang Xianzhi to take Yang to nourish Yin. As a result, she was slapped into a pulp by Old Monster Wang before she could take off her clothes. In my opinion, if a lady is too ugly, she shouldn't be in Jianghu. "
The lady gnashed her teeth and said, "Who are you?! Why do you know so much about the secrets of the Dragon Palace?! "
Hsu Fengnian loosened his five fingers and smiled without saying a word. The lady, who was decisive, shouted outside the gauze tent, "Keep going!"
The lady, who was waiting for an opportunity to reward the white-haired young man with a Mystery of Finger Skills, spat out a mouthful of blood without warning. It turned out that a flying sword had penetrated her body. The green flying sword circled back to its master's fingers. Hsu Fengnian sneered, "Still not giving up?"
The lady stuck out her tongue to lick away the blood and swallowed it along with her saliva. Her eyes were cold and she said in a charming tone, "What a good Sword Manipulation Art of the Wu Family's Sword Tomb."
Hsu Fengnian pointed at his white hair and said with a smile, "Based on this and the turmoil in Great Peace City, you actually guessed my identity but didn't dare to say it? Afraid that I would kill you? "
The lady was silent.
Hsu Fengnian asked directly, "This time, the Dragon Palace went to the Quick Snow Mountain Villa to join in the fun. Did the King of Yan Chi, Zhao Bing, and Nalan Youci ask you to do anything?"
The lady was expressionless. She seemed to have accepted her fate and was waiting for death.
The two of them were only a few feet apart. Xu Fengnian changed his attitude faster than flipping the pages of a book. He slapped his palm on her forehead. The woman's body was strangely still. Only her head shook for a long time. Blood flowed out of her seven orifices. The concealed Qi that she had gathered with great difficulty suddenly burst out. She covered her mouth. Scarlet blood seeped out from between her fingers and dripped onto the carpet.
Hsu Fengnian slapped the lady's face with his right hand. Her head swayed to the left. She tried to move to the right because she could clearly feel a flying sword with undisguised cold sword energy hovering near her right ear. She did not want to have her head pierced by a sword for no reason. But Hsu Fengnian hit her when she was down. After the slap, he pressed his hand against her swollen cheek and pushed it towards the tip of the flying sword. This caused the resilient lady's heart to die in that instant. Her life was hanging by a thread. It was not a good feeling to be so close. The lady closed her eyes. The man's palm was warm, but the flying sword near her ear was cold and piercing. The tip of the sword happened to touch her temple. A drop of blood slowly flowed down her pretty cheek. After opening her eyes, she sneered, "Why? Are you worried that the secret skill of the Dragon Palace will die with me once I crush the pearl?"
Hsu Fengnian flicked his finger on her cheek. The flying sword returned to his sleeve. He said casually, "The ladies of the Dragon Palace are like clams. Their cultivation varies. The pearls they cultivate are also different in size. The small pearls are as small as a grain of rice. They follow the flow of Qi. The big pearls are as big as the Lingnan Dragon Eye. They turn into Taoist Gang Qi and occupy the Dantian."
The lady spat out a mouthful of blood. Hsu Fengnian stretched out his palm and easily blocked it. He glanced at the black-purple blood in his palm. It seeped into his skin and disappeared in a flash. He frowned.
The lady laughed crazily.
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