Chapter 88: Eighty-eighth

That night, Haoyue was empty.
At midnight, Qiu Yutong quietly got up. He pushed open the door and looked out. There was no one outside quietly.
His Tianshuibi is ten-fold in Lin Zhufeng ’s bedroom, but this guest house is located behind Miaoyin Island, a long distance away from the Lin ’s main house in Yuqin Palace on Qiandao.
Moreover, although the Yuqin Palace has declined, it is still one of the four major schools. I am afraid that there will be many large island protections in the past. Qiu Yutong is naturally not afraid of any magic circle, but he does not want to shock too many people.
He pondered for a moment and then walked to the bamboo forest behind the house.
When he came by in the daytime, he carefully observed that behind this bamboo forest is a high cliff. To pass through this bamboo forest, to go to the main house of the forest family in front, you must cross this steep mountain wall, so this road, It is estimated that there will be no magic circle.
Sure enough, along the way, quietly and quietly, I didn't meet anyone, nor did I meet any magic circle.
This bamboo forest occupies a wide area and is covered with lush foliage. It looks green and dripping during the day, but looks very deserted at night.
At this time, it was the midday sky. The bright moonlight sprinkled through the dense gaps of bamboo leaves and sprinkled on the thick layer of dead branches and fallen leaves on the ground, just like a white thin silver yarn, clean and soft.
Qiu Yutong mentioned Dantian Reiki, almost insignificantly, and flew forward, even the slight "sand" sound of stepping on bamboo leaves, did not make a sound.
Suddenly, he stopped suddenly.
"Hey!" There was a scolding in front of him, and then there was the sound of "Whoosh--Whoosh--" waving the sword.
who is it? Was he discovered?
Qiu Yutong hesitated for a moment, and the sound of repulsion and sword waving in front of him continued. It turned out that the man did not find himself, but was practicing the sword alone.
While breathing a sigh of relief, Qiu Yutong had some doubts. In the middle of the night, who would come to this bamboo forest to practice sword?
He hesitated a little, and then crept forward.
There is a small open space in the middle of the bamboo forest. At this moment, the bright moonlight poured down, and a Qingjun boy was spinning from the air, and then a sword was swung out! A piece of bamboo leaves falling in a swirl, was cut in half by a sharp blade!
Qiu Yutong raised his eyebrows gently.
The sword in the hands of the teenager is Tianshui Bi.
The Qingjun young man who practiced sword was naturally the master of Lin's Second Palace in Yuqin Palace.
After Lin Zhufeng cut the bamboo leaf into two, he pulled several sword flowers one after another, and cut dozens of bamboo leaves floating in the wind one by one into two halves.
Qiu Yutong saw his head straight, shaking his head, not right, not right, or wrong.
How did this Lin Ergong master practice his sword? It's a bunch of flower shelves!
At this moment, a bamboo leaf was blown a little further by the night wind. Lin Zhufeng stared at the bamboo leaf and flicked the long sword gently, as if he wanted to emit sword gas, but the sword light flickered, there was no slightest Sword qi issued-he couldn't control this spirit sword at all, he could only use it as an ordinary long sword.
"Huh!" The young man's face was annoyed, and he took the long sword away, and bowed his head to ponder for a moment, as if thinking hard about something.
At this time, a thick cloud covered the moon, and there was a gloom in the bamboo forest, and almost no fingers were reached.
autumn