The seats where Qingyun and others were seated were far away from the Little Dragon King.

The Little Dragon King sat at the same table as the other kings, sitting on an independent high platform.

Qingyun and others were all Fanke and scattered in the audience.

When Liu Ying saw the musician and nun sneaking into the VIP area, he gradually moved away from the music official, and realized that Qingyun's guess was correct.

As expected, Musician Ni walked straight to the guest table.

Passing through the banquet seats is the female officers' seat.

Although Mochou was not at the table now, Liu Ying did not want to let Musician Ni go away from him.

After all, Musician Ni is a woman, so she can just sit and wait among the female officials.

Liu Ying, on the other hand, was unable to stay there longer and could not follow closely.

Don’t worry about turning around later. You will be beyond your reach and unable to take care of you.

If something goes wrong, will he regret it for the rest of his life?

So Liu Ying pretended as if nothing had happened. When the musician and the nun passed by behind him, he pretended not to care and suddenly stood up.

His sword was tied across his waist. Liu Ying did not hold the sword. He just used the scabbard to hit Musician Ni's weak point by getting up.

Musiciani was highly focused at this time and seemed to be trying hard to search for the target. The sudden appearance next to her was beyond her expectation.

However, Musician Ni is a fairy who has lived for more than a hundred years. After such a long period of training in the secret protection department, how can he not have extraordinary reactions?

She grunted, let go of the vital part, and used the thick part of the hindquarters to eat the poke.

But she didn't expect that Liu Ying's blow was not accidental. The force of the blow was stronger than she imagined.

Therefore, although she was not knocked over by the scabbard, she still suffered pain and staggered out.

Sitting behind Liu Ying is Dalian Hezu, a high-ranking nobleman.

Musician's feet were unsteady and she fell directly onto the Dalian food table, causing soup to splash all over the table.

After this fall, Musician Ni felt a general excruciating pain in her front and back, and her body completely lost balance. She directly crushed the food table from the middle and threw herself into Dalian Hezu's arms.

Dalian Hezu was also confused. Suddenly, a beautiful centenarian grandma fell into his arms.

He was not blessed to experience such a beautiful fragrance, so he struggled a few times instinctively.

The neon clothes on the musician's body are made of beautiful materials, but they are not very strong. How can they withstand the tearing and kneading of Dalian Hezu's giant palm like a cattail leaf fan?

There was a scoffing sound, and half of the sleeves were torn off by Dalian.

The delicate shouts of musicians and nuns, the crashing of cups and plates, the crashing of tables, the scolding of Dalian Hezu, the sound of cracking silk, the VIP area was exploded by this series of sounds, countless eyes were cast here, and finally

It all fell on Musicianni’s bright wrist!

Sleeve arrows!

As a musician, she actually wore sleeve arrows and sneaked into the VIP area?

Several soldiers quickly gathered around Dalian Hezu and Musician Ni who were sitting together.

Dalian Hezu pushed Musician Ni away in embarrassment and struggled to get up.

He was just the unlucky guy who had been touched. Seeing that the musician had other plans, he hurriedly squeezed out from the surrounding soldiers.

The soldiers had no intention of causing trouble to the distinguished guests, but they were heavily armored and it was inevitable that they would have some difficulty in moving.

Dalian Hezu pushed left and right, and something suddenly slipped from his arms and fell to the ground.

There was a crisp sound, which attracted the attention of several soldiers nearby.

What fell to the ground was a hand-held crossbow!

Dalian Hezu's body was just stuck between the two soldiers.

The two soldiers happened to see the hand crossbow, exchanged glances quickly, and then tacitly clamped down on Dalian, allowing him to scream no matter how hard he shouted.

Although the people of Wei are good at martial arts and do not require swordsmanship for distinguished guests at the banquet, it is a bit difficult to explain on this occasion that they are sitting at the same table with the King of Wei and possessing assassination techniques such as a hidden archer and a crossbow.

The sky was a little gloomy, and King Wei's face became even gloomier.

Naturally, he would not naively think that this suburban festival would be a pure and peaceful blessing.

He had long anticipated the dormant murderous intention and made complete preparations.

But preparations were preparations, and when he actually saw the results, he was inevitably moved.

When the emperor is angry, he bleeds and floats in the oars,

King Wei stood up slowly, and everyone's eyes were focused on him, waiting for the mighty dragon to come from heaven.

But there are always a few exceptions. Liu Ying didn't care about King Wei's reaction. His attention was all on the tulle nun.

Even though the tulle girl was a natural beauty, she was no longer the focus of the audience at this moment, so she singled out the sparse seats and cautiously leaned towards the guest seats.

Qingyun had just had an explanation with Monk Yuan Fa and was turning back when he saw Liu Ying's solemn expression, so he followed his gaze and looked over.

I happened to see the tulle nun take out the arrow from her sleeve and prepare to attack.

Qingyun had no time to think about it, so he shouted loudly, merged his sword with his sword, and flew close to the ground.

Although she heard the thunderous roar of the tiger and the rustling of the sword behind her, she still shot an arrow hastily before turning over to avoid it.

It's just that Qingyun came like a gust of wind, and she was greedy for the output, and she was half a step too slow in the end.

Although the man was not injured, the gauze on his body was lifted open by Qingyun's sword.

The beautiful back like a white jade lute gushed out like a popped pimple. Qingyun stared at that back and was stunned.

A scream sounded out, and the surrounding soldiers reacted immediately,

Some rushed to capture the tulle nun,

If possible, grab the place where the screams were heard, support Soga Goryeo who was hit by an arrow in his left rib, and carry him down for first aid.

"I see!"

Qingyun's heart suddenly became enlightened and he figured out many things in an instant.

Suddenly there were swords and guns on the table, and Yuan Hong's face became even more embarrassed.

The real dragon is angry and thunders!

There was a rumble, and a bolt of lightning split the sky and struck the earth.

Thunder!

The emperor's wrath can actually cause thunder?

Or whose cultivation level reaches the sky, dancing the purple gold hammer that makes the sky collapse and the earth collapse?

Everyone was attracted by the thunder light, and when they looked up, there was really someone in the sky!

Could it be that last night Helan Chuzhen and Wang Shenian saw the sword fairy flying with a sword under the moon?

People with lightning flashes have blurry eyes and cannot see clearly.

There was another thunder, and the fairy sound was vague, as if lingering in the clouds,

"Heavenly Thunder!

King Wunafan!

Today will be your death anniversary next year!”

Bang, boring, bang boring,

Several armored guards suddenly turned blue and suffered from unbearable abdominal pain. They staggered around and knelt on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, more people began to fall down, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

The two Gaoqiao nuns and Dalian Hezu took advantage of this chaos and escaped to nowhere.

The expressions of King Ren Cheng and Little Dragon King suddenly changed, one on the left and the other on the right, rushing in front of them to protect Yuan Hong.

They had never fought against an immortal who used a sword to draw thunder before, and they had no idea how transcendent that level of power would be.

But since ancient times, evil has always been victorious over good. As long as there is a strong energy, even a mortal can dare to fight against the world.

Qingyun does not believe in immortals or evil, he only believes in his good brother Zu Xunzhi.

At this time, there was a huge crowd of people, and he finally squeezed his way to Yuanzhi's side.

Seeing the latter setting up a pergola and looking up at the sky with a calm expression, Qingyun felt confident.

So he smiled happily and didn't bother him, but just stayed by Yuanzhi's side quietly.

"I need a marksman, a marksman like Taishi Shuming."

Qingyun said yes and went to look for Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan is the prince of Southern Qi, so naturally he is also at the guest table.

Qingyun found him without any effort.

It's just that Xiao Yan shrugged helplessly when he heard that Xuan Zhi needed the help of a magic archer.

All his men were left with Yu Jian Lanruo to protect King Jingling.

When he came to Hulao, Xiao Yan was originally a loner, and Taishi Shuming did not accompany him.
Chapter completed!