In the middle of the battle with Ximen Tower, Mo Xunhuan, who had restored men's clothing, turned out.

He was dressed in black. At this time, he was soaked in sea water, dripping water continuously, and blood was flowing from his shoulders. Jun face soaked in the cold sea water, pale as if it were transparent paper. And a pair of black eyes, but burning intently killing intently.

I didn't know until this moment. It turned out that Mo Xunhuan would also be ninja.

"Follow me!" He hissed to the person who shakes the ship.

However, it was too late, and the battleship in Ximen Tower had entered the sluice and lowered it.

After a while, he saw that the West Gate Tower appeared in the head of Lianyung City. He looked at Mo Xunhuan and smiled evilly. Suddenly, he took up the command flag and gave a command, and the locust-like feather arrow kept falling from the air.

I was very sharp, very short, one after another, as dense as rain silk.

The arrow fell like rain, and looked at it from a surging angle, even with such a beautiful and magnificent feeling.

I not only heard the screams of pirates.

She frowned, knowing that defending a city is easy to attack and difficult, and today there is bound to be a hard battle.

At this moment, I listened to the faint timbre of the piano, turned gently and listened, lingering, and sounded on the battlefield where the **** battle was just beginning.

Everyone thought that there was an illusion, but the sound of the piano was getting closer.

兵 The soldiers on both sides could not help but stop, and looked in the direction of Qin Yin.

Seiser couldn't help looking back, and saw countless warships appearing behind the pirate ship. When Seiser's eyes touched a large ship in the warship, her eyes suddenly fixed, her eyes tightly on That ship.

To be exact, it was not a boat, but a painting 舫, which was large, delicate, colorful, and carved. Hidden in the warship, it looks so luxurious and elegant, like a colorful dragon crouching on the sea.

It is dazzling to see such a painting in every ship.

The painted deck is very flat, not like a boat decoration, but like a garden. It was filled with flower pots full of flowers, and even a tree.

Below the linden tree, a couch was placed, and a white boy was lying on the side of the couch.

The erhai sea hunted, rolled up a few bright red flowers, and fluttered on his white clothes, as if the red flowers were in the snowy field, and the indescribable charm was gorgeous.

Hu Qinyin flowed from the maid's finger beside him.

On his side, there are still a few maids, or holding tea, or flickering fan, or holding a umbrella ...

This painting is too delicate and euphemistic.

The people on the boat were too leisurely. It didn't seem to be facing a **** battle, but rather a tea break in their back garden to listen to music.

His eyes narrowed, his eyes fixed on the man's face.

The sun was bright and beautiful, and he clung to his face, so that she could not see his face at all, but only saw the white jade carved mask on his face, reflecting the sunlight and glowing.

At the moment when 画舫 appeared, time seemed to stagnate, and there was no other sound around. Only then did the murderous battlefield appear, because of the appearance of this painting, the blood was no longer there, and there was no intention of killing. The fight that just happened seemed to be just a fantasy dream.

The sound of the piano from 舫 is soft and gentle, like clear water, which evokes people's infinite and beautiful longing. The surging fighting spirit and murderous intentions hovering in my heart seemed to disappear in this cymbal sound.

She stared at the moonlight figure in shock, this is the first time she has seen him since Jie Mei Yao. In fact, it was not the first time that the person who rescued her from the big wave on the "Ink Shark" that day was him, but he did not recognize his identity that day.

Today, he is carrying countless warships. What is he doing here? Do you want to help her?

She smiled and raised her eyes, her eyes collided with his deep eyes. From his eyes, what she saw was only tranquility, just like the moonlight flowing quietly and leisurely. It seems that even if Taishan dominates the summit, it will not destroy his tranquility and leisure.

He seems to be such a wealthy power, fame and respect, and worship. In his eyes, he is a pile of waste land. How could he fight because of her. It's ridiculous.

He calmly settled, smiled lightly, and laughed at his ridiculous thoughts.

"Seven-star glazed glass!" Someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked up and looked at each other. I saw that on the bow of the painting, a "seven-star glazed glass" hung. At this instant, everyone understood that the ships that appeared suddenly came from Chunshuilou. Because Qixing Liuzhan is a sign appearing in Chunshuilou.

Why did Hunchun House come here? No one guessed.

Everyone knows that this is the ship of Chunshui Tower, but most people don't know who this white boy is?

It is reported that the owner of Chunshui Building, Ming Chunshui, is mysterious and rarely appears. So these people speculated that this might be one of the four main boys under the main building of Chunshui Tower.

There are four boys under the main seat of the Hunchun Building, they are the cherished playboy, the funeral playboy, the cormorant playboy, and the destroyed playboy.

I just don't know which son is here.

Everyone was guessing, they could see the two boys on both sides of the paintings, turned around two warships, and left and right side of the paintings in a protective attitude. On the two warships stood a purple and blue boy, with colorful masks on their faces.

一 As soon as the two men appeared, everyone was shocked. The purple and blue boys seemed to be subordinates of the white boys. Could they be two of the four boys? And that boy in white is the landlord of Chunshui Building?

It's not surprising that Ming Chunshui, who is not at the beginning of his life, appears here. The West Gate Tower on the city tower, looking at the paintings that suddenly appeared, also stayed for a moment.

"Who are you?" He shouted sharply.

He ignored him, and the sound of Qin was still flowing on the sea.

Ximen Tower shouted twice, and anger swelled in his eyes.

"What are you going to do? No more, I'll let go of the arrow." Ximenlou shouted.

Wu Qinyin still flowed slowly and unhurriedly, and it was very pleasant. After a while of incense, it slowly slowed down until it dissipated. When the last ending dissipated in the air, the Fuqin woman slowly stood up, bowed to Ming Chunshui, and got into the cabin.

Tong Mingchun water slowly raised his eyes, and from the table in front of him held a transparent goblets, sleeves, brushing the table case like a cloud, so soft and elegant. There was a smile on the thin lips exposed outside the mask, elegant and charming, but with a sloppy attitude: "I'll kill you!"

His murderous spirit filled with a light and elegant smile.

Xi Xilou couldn't help but froze, an inexplicable fear burst into his heart. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the gentle man in the light robe.

The stinging of this man gave him an illusion that he had never seen before. It seemed that he could take everything away from him in an instant and leave him with nothing. His magnificence, his manners, the kind of elegant king weather, which he has been striving for but never possessed.

However, after all, Ximen Tower was also a pirate who had experienced many battles. He quickly recovered his calmness.

He has tens of thousands of soldiers, and this man is only following more than a dozen warships behind him, and he has no reason to lose.

"Why can you kill me?" Ximenlou smiled wildly, regaining his confidence and trance.

"Arrow the arrow!" The stunned red eyes froze coldly, and he waved and ordered.

However, the expected arrow was raining, and it didn't materialize.

发现 He was shocked to find that there were countless figures climbing up and down without knowing when. The crossbowman who hit the arrow was knocked to the ground in an instant.

何时 When did these people come up? Ximenlou was astonished.

It turned out that the moment the painting appeared, when the sound of the piano moved people's hearts, the attack of the white man had already begun. Qinyin and paintings are just a way to confuse people.

He suddenly understood that the boy in white had come to help Mo Chuan.

This is so good. He smiled and waved again. Several soldiers gathered around a woman and walked up to the tower. Ximen Tower put the sword frame on the woman's white jade neck.

The woman, Yun Yan, was tall, dressed in a floral red robe, with a wide waistband and a square cloth bag behind her. She was born with tenderness and beauty, but her pale face had no trace of blood, her eyes were deep and hollow, and her tears slowly slid down her cheeks, making her look like a flower that was about to wither and soon wither.

"Sister!" Mo Xunhuan, who was standing beside Su Se, suddenly whispered, his facial features suddenly felt a little depressed.

He kept remembering that when Ye Wuyao told him about Mo Xunhuan, he said that Ximenlou, the chief of the pirates, was a horse of the Yimai Kingdom, and took the opportunity to capture Yimai Island. This woman turned out to be the princess and the sister of Mo Xunhuan.

"Sister, don't be afraid, I will save you." Mo Xunhuan murmured.

At first, he hated his sister to lead the wolf into the room. However, at this time, when he saw his sister struggling under the enemy's hands, how could he not hurt? She is the only relative in his world.

"Ximen Tower, let go of my sister!" The tranquility and calmness on Mo Xunhuan's face was broken, and on the handsome face, there was a beautiful murderous look.

His voice, even colder than snowflakes, wafted in the boundless sea, and sent to the ear of Ximenlou with the cold intention of killing.

When Ximenlou heard this, Haha sneered, "Mo Chuan, how can you talk to your brother-in-law like this? As the prince of Yimai Kingdom, can you say that you have forgotten the royal courtesy?

Seir clearly felt Mo Xunhuan's anger beside him, watching him silent like a rock, feeling the chill emanating from him so cold.

However, the pirates under his command, no matter what Mo Xunhuan's sister, wanted to attack. They waved to stop and motioned everyone to retreat.

The battle was at an impasse.

Qi Mingchun Shui slowly stood up from the painting, holding a glass light in his hand, lowered a sip of fine wine, and his eyes, looking through the edge of the cup, calmly looked at everything in front of him.

"Achuan ..." A piercing call, the woman suddenly struck her whole body and hit the blade, intermittent voices drifted in the wind, "A sister has been waiting this day for a long time."