Ice concubine of the cold king

Chapter 80 Love Blooms at the End of Life (3)

"Princess, I will tell you when the time comes, let's find a place to hide first." Under my gaze, Yan Qiao walked with difficulty.

Everyone knew it well, and quickly found a temple, silently.

In the middle of the night, a flute sounded softly past the door and slowly disappeared.Yan Qiao followed quietly, followed by me, Qin Yi Yang Ling.

A woman in white, with a coquettish red peony on her shoulder.Holding a black flute, playing it lightly, so elegant!
"Quelian, what are you doing here!" Yan Qiao was surprised.
There was a beautiful flute sound, Yan Qiao's face was very ugly, and beads of sweat dripped down her face.But her eyes were stubborn.

I wondered why she was sweating so much, and looked up at the piano wings.

"She eats poisonous insects, and those insects will bite on her heart when she hears the special flute made by 'Nianhua Palace'. That flute sound is specially used to stop the poisonous insects, and only those who betray the rules of the sect will be punished. "Qin Yi said lightly.

Hearing what he said, my heart ached, and I jumped up and flew out.

Following my appearance, the woman listened to the flute in her hand, turned around smartly, and laughed out loud.

"It seems that my sister has followed a good master."

Her face could not be seen clearly under the moonlight, and the white moonlight shone on her face, making her look extraordinarily ferocious.

With her limp eyes half-closed, she looked at us lightly.

I only felt a gust of cold wind, and a group of women in white clothes surrounded me.They were all dressed up like her, but all of them wore veils, which was extremely mysterious.

"Que Lian, you'd better go, I don't want to be your enemy when we two sisters fight." Yan Qiao's face was very peaceful.

"Haha, it's ridiculous, the Peony master of Twelve Peonies will be afraid of the Golden Flower master of Twelve Golden Flowers?" Her words were obviously ironic and disdainful.

Yan Qiao ignored it, but gently pulled out the long sword in her hand.I've never seen her carry a sword, and the sword at this moment doesn't make me curious.The sword is about two centimeters wide and one meter long, with a reddish tail that extends to the tip of the sword.

"Peony Sword? Why do you have a Peony Sword?" The woman named Que Lian looked a little panicked and uneasy.

Que Lian smiled and waved the jade flute in his hand, and shot a thin silver needle towards Yan.

"Ding Dong" the silver needle fell to the ground, a trace of disappointment appeared in Yan Qiao's eyes, and she flew towards her with a sword. "Chi..." The sword pierced through Que Lian's chest, and the tip of the sword flashed a seductive red.

(End of this chapter)