Her Majesty’s Modern Harem

Only after the confusion of these days can I have a sense of belonging!

"You gave it?" Murong Changkong asked Chu Xian unwillingly, with all kinds of jealous sourness in his heart.

Chu Xian didn't answer, but just looked at Su Junli silently. Like Murong Changkong, he also had all kinds of jealousy. However, this kind of jealousy was about the person he had heard many times, but he didn't know it was a mysterious figure. night.

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【004】includes one sleeping

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【004】

As soon as she got off the plane, Su Junli saw the young lady Yang Yuqing wearing a cute and childish q-version sportswear, holding a big hydrogen balloon in her hand, with the words "Su Junli, I love you! "Three words, attracted the attention of countless passers-by.

As soon as Yang Yuqing saw her, his eyes lit up, and while pulling the big balloon, he waved and called, "Sister, this way! This way!"

Su Junli's head was full of black lines, and he couldn't figure out why Yang Yuqing came here, and looking at him like that, it seemed that he came here specially to pick him up from the plane.

"Wow wow, who is that little Zhengtai? It's so cute." When Lan Xin of Zhengtai control saw Yang Yuqing, his eyes glowed red, and he threw the luggage in his hand to Chu Xian, ran over, stretched He stretched out his hands, pulling at Yang Yuqing's fair and cute little face.

Yang Yuqing's face was already extremely tender, but after being trampled by her like this, she immediately turned red, glaring at Lan Xin angrily and shouting: "Eldest sister, let go of your salty pig hands!"

Lan Xin let go of her hand, but before letting go, she touched his face up and down and let go, then put her arms around his shoulder and asked, "Little Zhengtai, you love us Su Junli!"

"Big sister, who are you?" Yang Yuqing was restrained by Lan Xin forcefully, unable to resist, he could only stomp his foot and ask.

"I am the good sister and best friend of your beloved sister Junli. Whether she will love you or not has to pass me. Hehe, if you are sensible, please please me as soon as possible. Don't call me big sister." Blue Heart teased.

When Yang Yuqing heard this, he was startled, and instead of pointlessly resisting, he turned to please, "Then what should I call you?"

"Well, let me tell you something about Lan Xin's good sister, Lan Xin's beautiful beauty." Lan Xin said with a smirk.

"Lan Xin is a good sister, Lan Xin is a beautiful woman..."

Yang Yuqing yelled in a very spineless manner, that he could be as straight as he could, it was really frustrating.

Lan Xin couldn't help reaching out again to touch his face to show her ravishment, who knew that this time he ran quickly behind Su Junli, pulled the corner of her clothes, and called pitifully: "Sister, Save me, that witch is going to bully me, woo woo..."

"Witch? You call me a witch?" Lan Xin jumped up angrily, "You called me a good sister and a beautiful woman just now!"

"It was because of your **** that I was forced to yell. There is only one good sister of mine, and that is Su Junli!" Yang Yuqing yelled with her pink mouth pouted.

"Arrogance? Then why are you so spineless?" Lan Xin was so angry that her lungs exploded.

"You are my sister's best friend. I don't dare to have backbone. I'm afraid my sister will be angry." Yang Yuqing looked at Su Junli pitifully, with an extremely fragile expression, and asked in an extremely timid tone, "Sister, I offended that witch, you Are you going to be mad at me?"

Su Junli looked at the two of them, annoyed and funny, rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'm not a person who doesn't know right from wrong."

"I knew that my sister was the best sister in the world. It was that witch who ravaged me first. Huh, sister, look at my face, it's so red and swollen!" Yang Yuqing aggrieved him. Zhang Zhengtai, who had been ravaged by Lan Xin, moved her face in front of Su Junli, her eyes blinking pitifully, like that unwanted stray dog ​​on the street.

"Let me see!" Murong Changkong stretched out his big hand, lifted Yang Yuqing's back collar, roughly turned his face to look at him, and then threw it aside, "A little brat is a brat, It's just a little red, there's no need to pretend to be pitiful. Moreover, I warn you, Su Junli is mine, you wait for the miscellaneous people, don't think that you can take the opportunity to get close by being cute, and you have to look at my brother Fist is in a good mood!"

"elder sister-"

Yang Yuqing's expression was aggrieved, he looked like a good family being bullied by bullies, his big watery eyes almost shed tears.

Su Junli is a person who loves fragrance and cherishes jade, and seeing him like this, she couldn't bear it, so she rolled her eyes at Murong Changkong and said, "Go away, don't scare him!"

When Yang Yuqing heard that Su Junli was calling the shots for him, he jumped up with joy, his face turned into a flower with a smile, as if all the happiness in the world was piled on him.

Su Junli couldn't help but pull him to his side, and reached out to touch his face.

Yang Yuqing smiled even more cheerfully, seeing Murong Changkong and Chu Xian turned off his appetite, and thought to himself: This girl is definitely not as innocent as she looks!

really…

"Sister—" Yang Yuqing took the opportunity to hold Su Junli's arm with his own, and put his head on Su Junli's shoulder coquettishly (he is actually taller than Su Junli, just for coquetry, Specially make the leg sockets shorter), "I've been waiting for you here all day, I'm so tired!"

"Why are you here?" Su Junli asked.

"Sister, I'm originally from Xinjiang."

"Aren't you from Modu?"

"No, I'm just studying in Shanghai, and I often stay at my grandfather's house." Yang Yuqing blinked his eyes and said, "I learned yesterday that my sister is coming to Xinjiang, so I went home to wait for her. .”

Su Junli pushed him away, "Who told you I came to Xinjiang?"

"My grandfather's old fox, if you want to blame him, you can blame him. Sister, please don't blame Xiao Qingqing, Xiao Qingqing will be very sad." Yang Yuqing pouted again, looking cute and pitiful. Chang Kong and the others wanted to vomit.

"Oh."

Su Junli responded lightly, and did not blame too much.

"Sister, come live with me, okay?" Yang Yuqing saw that Su Junli was not angry, so he shook her hand and asked.

"We booked a hotel." Living in someone else's house is the most uncomfortable thing, but Su Junli is unwilling.

"There is no one else in my house except me, and the environment of my house is very good. It is like a garden in Suzhou. It is unique in this place in Xinjiang." Yang Yuqing said hastily.

"Actually, I'm here in Xinjiang, and I also have a villa." Murong Changkong also hastily interjected.

"What is a villa? My sister knows that she likes classics at a glance. My compound is the most suitable for my sister." Yang Yuqing blinked his invincible, clear and cute pupils and looked at Su Junli pleading , "Sister, just stay at my house, okay? I will definitely give you five-star service."

"I also want five-star service, otherwise I won't go, and neither will Jun Li, hehe." Lan Xin smiled treacherously.

"Okay." Yang Yuqing nodded without thinking.

"I can also provide five-star services, including..." Murong Changkong gritted his teeth, "Serving the bed!"

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【005】Moonbreaker Sword

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【005】

"Sleep servant? Uncle, who are you?" As soon as Yang Yuqing heard Murong Changkong's words, he immediately jumped up as if bitten by a snake.

"I, Murong Changkong!" Murong Changkong pointed at himself arrogantly and said, "The leader of the four princes of the Devil City, who are you, you brat?"

"Bah!" Yang Yuqing spat in disdain, "Four big sons of shit, self-proclaimed, then I will proclaim myself the world's invincible Yushu Linfeng, handsome, incomparably romantic and suave, the number one son of China!"

"I vomit!" Murong Changkong also spat with disdain, "Just you brat, you don't even have full hair, what kind of young man are you? Why don't you go back to school and read your stupid books for nothing!"

"Okay, stop arguing!" Su Junli, who had been on the plane for two hours, just wanted to find a place to rest quickly. The key point was that her stomach was so hungry that she really didn't have time to watch Yang Yu Qing and Murong Changkong were chattering.

As soon as she made a sound, Yang Yuqing and Murong Changkong quickly stopped arguing and turned to look at her.

"Sister, you must be very hungry after sitting on the plane for so long. I have asked my chef to prepare the meals. They are all the most authentic Xinjiang specialties. You will definitely like them." Yang Yuqing said obediently .

"Although I haven't prepared any meals, there are the best restaurants in Xinjiang near my house. You can eat whatever you like." Murong Changkong said not to be outdone.

"I'm not going anywhere, so I'll just stay in the hotel I booked. You can do whatever you like." Su Junli really didn't want to be verbose.

"Then I'll stay with you in the hotel too."

Yang Yuqing and Murong Changkong said in unison.

Chu Xian's complexion changed drastically, and he felt very uncomfortable, but he knew that Su Junli didn't like him being jealous, so he just endured it silently, hoping that Su Junli would not let those two annoying people accompany him.

"casual."

Su Junli did not refuse, but added, "The expenses are at your own expense!"

Yang Yuqing and Murong Changkong gave a happy yes at the same time, then gave each other a hard look, and turned their faces away.

Su Junli shook her head secretly—

The hotel is the presidential suite that Chu Xian booked in advance. There are three rooms in total. Chu Xian divided the rooms very neatly. The biggest room is Su Junli's, the one next to it is his, and the one next to it is Lan Xin's.

"Sister, I want to share a flat with you." Yang Yuqing implored Su Junli's arm with a deadpan expression.

"There are no more rooms." Chu Xian said angrily, "You either go home, or book another room yourself."

"I don't need to book a room anymore, I'll share the room with Junli, and I'll be in charge of bedtime at night." Murong Changkong said as he leaned on the sofa, as if he was a master.

"Then I'll share a room with my sister too!" Yang Yuqing yelled.

"Boy, are you an adult yet?" Murong Changkong glanced at Yang Yuqing, rolled his eyes and asked.

"Although I'm only... sixteen years old, I'm already mature!" Yang Yuqing blushed and straightened his chest.

"Pfft! Mature? Maybe he doesn't even have nocturnal emission." Murong Changkong mocked.

Everyone is full of black lines: ...

"I have a room by myself, and I can call whoever I need to sleep in. Both of you, book another room by yourself." Su Junli accused very unhappy, "Also, I don't want to hear any more quarrels in the future, who loves you?" Whoever quarrels, get out!"

When Yang Yuqing and Murong Changkong heard this, they immediately fell silent and went out to book a room with a sad face.

They were lucky enough to book a room next door to the left and right.

After dinner, the energetic Lan Xin took Su Junli to visit the characteristic streets in Xinjiang.

Xinjiang is a place where many ethnic groups are concentrated, and its characteristic streets have strong ethnic characteristics with different styles, which is very good.

Su Junli and Lan Xin walked in front arm in arm, followed by Chu Xian, Murong Changkong and Yang Yuqing.

They were five handsome and beautiful people, and they became the focus of attention wherever they went.

Lan Xin is a standard shopaholic. When she sees something she likes, she can't help but buy it, and then hand it to the three men behind to carry it, making the three men grit their teeth with hatred for her.

One is that she is jealous that she can hold Su Junli's arm at will and walk affectionately, and the other is that she treats them as coolies and makes them carry bags after bags of things without grace.

If these things belonged to Su Junli, they might not have much opinion. The problem is that Su Junli didn't buy anything, just looked at it casually.

"Damn woman, why don't you buy something?" Lan Xin asked, feeling ashamed to buy it herself.

"For the time being, there is nothing that can be seen." Su Junli said with a light smile.

For Su Junli, who was born in the palace since childhood and has seen all kinds of rare treasures, no matter how unique these things are, they are mediocre, and she doesn't have much desire to shop.

"Everyone, come and take a look at my sword, it's an authentic antique!" A loud shout rang out, and many people turned to look at the source of the sound.

I saw a young peddler selling a broken sword covered in rust in his hand!

Many people glanced at it and walked away with disdain.

"Sir, this is an antique sword, do you want to buy it?" The peddler said to a middle-aged man waving the iron sword.

The middle-aged man pushed the sword away angrily, "Do you think I'm stupid? An antique? If it's an antique, you don't have to sell it here."

"It's really an antique. If my 80-year-old mother was not sick and asked for money, I wouldn't be willing to sell it." The peddler said with a sincere look.

"Go, go, go! You'd better find a fool to lie to me, and I won't serve you anymore." The middle-aged man left impatiently.

The peddler reluctantly called a few people to stop, but they were all pushed away.

When Su Junli saw the sword, he felt very familiar, but he was not sure, so he walked forward.

The peddler saw that she was well dressed and beautiful, and knew that she was not a fool, so he didn't dare to hawk at her with his iron sword.

Who knew that Su Junli would take the initiative to say to him, "Show me!"

When the peddler heard this, his eyes lit up, and he gave full play to his businessman's eloquence, "Miss, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful, and you are also a person who knows the goods. To tell you the truth, don't look at this iron sword as broken, it is ours. family heirloom, if it weren't for my eighty years..."

Su Junli ignored his eloquence, took the sword over and took a closer look, her face froze—

This is actually the Moon Breaking Sword that Ye used!

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[006] rush to buy

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【006】

"How much?" Su Junli held the Moon-Breaking Sword. Although her face was calm, she couldn't hide the special feeling for the sword in her eyes.

Seeing her expression, the peddler naturally opened his mouth wide and raised a finger.

"One hundred yuan?" Lan Xin yelled, "Is it worth a hundred yuan for your scrap metal? Don't think that you can become an antique with a few pieces of rust."

"Miss, you are wrong. I said 10,000 yuan." The peddler said with a calm expression, "The goods are originally sold to people who know the goods. You don't know the goods. To you, it is probably worth ten yuan." not worth."

"It's really not worth it! It's worth at most one yuan when you get it to the garbage collection station." Lan Xin rolled her eyes and said.

"I'll give you 20,000!"

Suddenly a strange male voice came from outside: "I want this sword!"

"Okay, okay, here's the sword for you!" The peddler hurriedly wanted to take the sword back from Su Junli's hand.

Su Junli was not willing to let go, she raised her eyes from the sword, and looked coldly at the young man who was grabbing the sword with her.

This man is not bad looking, his handsomeness is only slightly worse than Chu Xian's, and his clothes are also good, but his chin is raised too high, with an arrogance of being superior and domineering.

Beside him, stood a girl in a light white gauze dress, about twenty years old, with short hair at the ear level, black and soft hair, five points similar to the man's facial features, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, although her chin Not raised, but between the eyebrows and eyes, there is a natural arrogance and arrogance.

Behind him stood an old man in his forties, conservatively dressed, with slightly gray hair, who looked very smart and capable, like a housekeeper or something.

"Old Zhou, give the peddler money!"

The young man turned to Old Zhou and said.

Lao Zhou hurriedly took out 20,000 yuan, handed it to the peddler, and said, "My young master bought this sword."

The peddler happily took the money. Originally, he bought the sword from a family in the mountains for 20 yuan. At most, he only wanted to extort 10,000 yuan from Su Junli. Unexpectedly, 20,000 yuan fell from the sky. Block, how could he not be happy?

"Miss, this master bought this sword. I'm sorry, please give me the sword." The peddler said cautiously to Su Junli.

The cold air emanating from Su Junli's body at this time made him feel like a chill was on his back, and he always felt uncomfortable.

Su Junli did not let go, but said coldly: "I want to buy this sword first."

"However, this gentleman paid 20,000 yuan. Miss, you also know that our business is naturally to pursue the maximum profit. I hope you can understand that I have other antiques here. You can choose some at will. I am at a loss. I will give you a cheap price, and I will definitely not make any money from you." The peddler carefully observed Su Junli's face and said.

"What is 20,000 yuan? Lord, I will offer 40,000 yuan!"

The irritable Murong Changkong came out and shouted.

The peddler's eyes, which were a bit small, lit up because of his words, and became even bigger. So, he pushed the 20,000 yuan he just received back into Lao Zhou's hand, pretending to be embarrassed and said: : "I'm sorry, the lady saw this sword first."

When the young man saw Murong Changkong, his pupils shrank slightly, and his chin was raised even higher: "In Xinjiang, no one has ever dared to grab things from me, Zhou Wenyu!"

"Then I'll be the first!" Murong Changkong said unceremoniously, "It's useless for you to breathe louder than a bird like you."

"What did you say?" Zhou Wenyu's face was sullen, his fists were clenched, and he wanted to hit Murong Changkong, but his younger sister Zhou Ziyu stopped him with his eyes.

From the looks of it, he seemed to be afraid of Zhou Ziyu.

"Sister, we paid the money first, so this sword should belong to us first, not yours." Zhou Ziyu's voice sounded soft and crisp, but with the kind of Su Junli Familiar Ling Ren.

Su Junli didn't answer her, but just held the Po Yue Sword in his hand with indifferent eyes, turned around and left.

Murong Changkong wanted to pay the boss 60,000 yuan, but Su Junli seemed to have eyes behind his back, and said, "Give him 1,000 yuan at most!"

Murong Changkong was also obedient, took out 1000 yuan and gave it to the peddler.

Obviously it was 60,000 yuan, but it became 1,000 yuan in the blink of an eye. The peddler naturally refused, and pulled Murong Changkong's clothes and shouted: "My lord, you don't bring such fools. You just said this sword. Give it to six people." Ten thousand yuan, why only one thousand?"

"One thousand is too much for you." Lan Xin stretched out her hand quickly, and directly snatched the one thousand from the peddler's hand, took out only one, and threw it directly on the peddler's face, "Here You get a hundred dollars, if you want it, you can get it, if you don’t want it, you can just roll around!"

Looking at the one hundred yuan, the peddler really had the urge to roll around on the spot. He rushed to Su Junli and cursed like a wolf crying, "How can you rob things so blatantly? Give me back the sword!" , I won’t sell it to you.”

"Sorry, I've already bought it, so I won't return it." Su Junli said expressionlessly.

"You only gave me one hundred yuan, and the master gave me twenty thousand yuan. If I want to sell it, I will sell it to him, not you." The peddler stamped his feet, and reached out to **** the sword from Su Junli's hand.

With a slight movement of Su Junli's wrist, the tip of the sword pierced the peddler's acupuncture point.

The peddler seemed to have been shocked by an electric shock, and he lay limp on the ground crying and shaking, as if possessed by an evil spirit.

Su Junli didn't even look at him, and continued to walk forward.

Zhou Ziyu, who became the proud daughter of heaven since she was born, has never been so ignored and neglected by others?

There was a trace of sullenness on her delicate pear-white face. If you look carefully, you will find that her originally black pupils have a frightening green, just like the eyes of a Persian cat.

Zhou Wenyu saw that the color of his sister's pupils was changing, and he looked at Su Junli and others with gloating eyes, and shouted: "You guys just wait for bad luck!"

"It's you who will be unlucky, definitely not us!" Murong Changkong said angrily, "If it wasn't for the good weather today, you would have turned into a dog eating dirt on the ground by now."

"you-"

Zhou Wenyu was furious, pointing at Murong Changkong and cursing: "I will let you know what kind of price it will be to come to Xinjiang to act wild!"

"Okay! But, I think the price you have to pay will be even higher!" After Murong Changkong finished speaking, he shortened his body, stretched his legs, and swept towards Zhou Wenyu's lower body, trying to sweep him to pieces.

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[007] Surprisingly similar

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【007】

Murong Changkong's martial arts foundation is not weak, in this world, he can even be considered a master.

However, when his kick was about to sweep Zhou Wenyu's lower body, a slender, straight and white leg that could arouse the deepest desire in any man's heart stretched out across the sky, kicked——

Murong Changkong felt that leg weighed a thousand catties, and it was directly pressing against him. He couldn't help but retract his foot, took a step back, and saw clearly that it was Zhou Ziyu, who looked as beautiful as a princess.

Su Junli's pupils shrunk slightly—

Zhou Ziyu actually knows internal energy and true energy!

From the way she blocked Murong Changkong's kick, it can be seen that her skills are not low, at least she has been practicing since she was two years old.

Su Junli originally thought that the true internal energy should disappear in this world, and even if she knew something, it was just superficial, and she couldn't be elegant at all.

But this Zhou Ziyu is well versed in the true meaning of inner strength, and her attainments seem to be no worse than her now. Of course, it is not as good as my original body in Dayong, and now this body can exert less than one-tenth of the original power.

Murong Changkong also looked at Zhou Ziyu in surprise, and then looked back at Su Junli, "Junli, she has two skills, you and her compare to see who is more powerful."

"Ha ha-"

Zhou Wenyu laughed disdainfully, "With her appearance, she can still fight my sister? Even with a little finger, my sister can send her flying to the Pacific Ocean!"

"Tch, your sister is practicing finger-flicking magical skills. It's so exaggerated, woman, you should compare with her, beat her arrogance, and let her know that there are mountains outside mountains in this world, and there are strong hands among the strong! " Lan Xin, who has always been venomous, pushed Su Junli angrily and said.

As a person of the same type, Zhou Ziyu vaguely felt that Su Junli was extraordinary. However, she was used to being praised by others, so she was used to being pretentious. She never thought that there was no one else in this world who could compare to her This is a person who has been endowed with destiny and spiritual power since he was a child.

Zhou Ziyu's slightly green pupils looked at Su Junli with a sense of pity and compassion, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Lan Xin saw Zhou Ziyu's green pupils, and tugged at Su Junli in shock, "Why did her eyes turn green? Are they from monsters?"

Hearing this, Su Junli's heart seemed to be stabbed severely by a needle.

In Dayong, she has red and green eyes that are different from ordinary people. Even the mother, the queen and the queen say that she is the evildoer of the country, let alone other people, everyone regards her as a monster.

Zhou Ziyu's pupils in front of him will turn from black to green. Although he feels strange, he will definitely not treat her as a monster.

When Zhou Ziyu heard the word "monster", his face was slightly annoyed, he raised his white hand, and slapped Lan Xin's face—

Su Junli pulled Lan Xin, her right hand went up to catch Zhou Ziyu's hand, and said coldly: "If you slap her across, she will definitely be disfigured, don't go too far!"

"I want her to be disfigured!" On Zhou Ziyu's face, there was an obedience that didn't match her beauty, her pupils were darker green, and her palms fluttered, attacking Su Junli.

Su Junli turned her head slightly, dodging her fierce palm.

She really didn't have much confidence in the palm force that this body could bear, and she also couldn't figure out what Zhou Ziyu's real skills were, so she would never be so stupid as to face toughness head-on.

Fortunately, she was still holding Ye's Po Yue Sword in her hand, with Yu Qi in her hand, allowing the sword body to block Zhou Ziyu's palm wind.

The wind of the palm swept across, the Po Yuejian trembled slightly, and let out a low moan, which was shocking.

Zhou Ziyu was slightly startled when he heard the low groan of the sword, and the wind of his palm hit Po Yuejian even more fiercely...

The Broken Moon Sword was held in Su Junli's hand, trembling slightly, and moaning in a low voice, its voice was completely different from ordinary broken copper and iron!

It is really an unusual ancient sword!

Zhou Ziyu's green eyes narrowed slightly, she must get this sword!

Thinking of this, she turned her palm into a grasp, and directly grabbed the hilt of the sword Su Junli was holding—

Su Junli saw her intention clearly, where would she catch her?

With a slight flick of the wrist, she dodged Zhou Ziyu's **** and used the Moon Breaking Sword Technique that Ye taught her that day. Although the internal strength was insufficient to exert the huge power of the Moon Breaking Sword Technique, it was enough to deal with Zhou Ziyu.

Ye's swordsmanship, just like his people, is not too fancy, and every move will attack the opponent's fatal point just right.

Under the attack of the sword force, Zhou Ziyu was forced to retreat, taking a few steps back again and again.

Su Junli followed the trend and touched her acupuncture points with the tip of the sword.

Generally speaking, people whose acupuncture points are tapped by her are often unable to move, but unexpectedly, Zhou Ziyu is completely fine this time, as if he just poked her innocuously.

With luck, Su Junli increased her strength and tapped acupuncture points again.

Fails every time!

Why?

Could it be that Zhou Ziyu learned to move tendons and acupoints at a young age?

In Dayong, apart from knowing that only grandma Su Hanxiao could practice Yijinyi acupoints in the world, she didn't see anyone who could do it. This is also the realm of martial arts that she tirelessly pursued.

Zhou Ziyu also noticed Su Junli's intention to get acupuncture, and there was a mocking smile on his face, but the green eyes no longer showed contempt.

She pulled her golden silk sash from her waist, flicked her wrist—

The belt rolled towards Su Junli's sword like a spirit snake!

Seeing this move, Su Junli was slightly taken aback.

No matter in terms of techniques or moves, they are exactly the same as hers.

When she was slightly stunned, Zhou Ziyu's belt wrapped around the Po Yue Sword...

Su Junli hurriedly used his sword to crack it, but found that his skill was slightly weaker than Zhou Ziyu's. Moreover, the belt was not an ordinary belt, but made of special material, extremely flexible.

The Moon Breaking Sword was covered with embroidery, which had concealed its original sharpness long ago. In addition, Su Junli's current internal strength was insufficient to exert its power. The sword was swept away and landed in Zhou Ziyu's hand.

Holding the sword, Zhou Ziyu simply pulled a sword flower...

Su Junli was stunned again!

This move is still the swordsmanship she practiced since childhood!

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【008】Wanmei Snow

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【008】

This swordsmanship is not the Moon Breaking swordsmanship, but the Wanmei Piaoxue swordsmanship taught by her grandma Su Hanxiao. It dances gracefully and the sword flowers are flying like plum blossoms falling and snowflakes fluttering. She was very fond of it when she was a child.

The posture of this sword technique is very beautiful, but the lethality is not strong enough. To sum it up in Ye's words, that is: there is posture, but there is no reality.

Therefore, she usually only regards it as a sword dance to play, and does not regard it as a murderous sword technique.

Grandma said that this set of Wanmei Piaoxue swordsmanship was created exclusively by her, and outsiders don't know it.

Why does Zhou Ziyu know Wanmei Piaoxue swordsmanship this week?

Su Junli was full of doubts at this time.

"Sister, what's so good about this Broken Sword?" Zhou Wenyu asked in puzzlement when he saw Zhou Ziyu holding the Broken Moon Sword without hesitation.

"You do not understand."

Zhou Ziyu glanced at Su Junli with a proud face, "In this world, no one who can be my opponent has yet been born."

If it was normal, Su Junli would definitely be furious when she heard this, even if she risked her life, she would definitely knock Zhou Ziyu down, but now she only has one thought in her mind: Why does Zhou Ziyu know the Wanmei Piaoxue swordsmanship? What does she have to do with grandma?

"Are you going to make Wanmei snow?" Su Junli asked with obsidian-like pupils staring at Zhou Ziyu's green pupils somewhat similar to grandma.

"Wanmei Piaoxue?" Zhou Ziyu looked a little dazed, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"That's right, it's summer now, where is the plum blossom and where is the snow?" Zhou Wenyu interjected from the side.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, let me ask you, is the sword technique you used just now Wanmei Piaoxue?" Su Junli asked.

"No." Zhou Ziyu finished answering and turned to leave.

Su Junli strode forward, blocked her way, and asked in a hurried voice: "Then what kind of sword technique do you use? Who taught it to you?"

"Why should I tell you?" Zhou Ziyu smiled contemptuously, "Even if you knew, you would never surpass me!"

"I can't leave without telling you! Also, this sword is mine!" Su Junli's patience was limited, she reached out and picked up a toy wooden sword from a stall next to her, and attacked Zhou Ziyu, forcing her to perform a full blow. Swordsmanship, to see if it is Wanmei Piaoxue.

She specified that Zhou Ziyu's strength was not weak, so she stopped being polite and used the moon-breaking swordsmanship to attack Zhou Ziyu with all her strength.

Zhou Ziyu shrank her green eyes slightly, picked up the broken sword and started to fight back—

Every move, every style of her is indeed the Wanmei Piaoxue that Su Junli is familiar with.

Although the Po Yue Sword was a bit clumsy, Zhou Ziyu danced with the same elegance and agility, just like a fairy dancing lightly, with a forceful sword spirit, driving away the people watching the excitement all around.

Although Su Junli was holding a wooden sword, wherever she moved, they all restrained Zhou Ziyu, making her expression dignified instead of disdainful contempt.

Ye is a genius in swordsmanship, and the Moon-breaking sword technique was created when he practiced swords against Su Junli for a long time. It specializes in the flaws of Wanmei Piaoxue. Much admiration.

Su Junli could see that although Zhou Ziyu was proficient in using Wanmei Piaoxue, he hadn't mastered the mystery of the changes in his moves, so he could only be regarded as a beginner, more posture than swordsmanship itself, and unrealistic. In the face of the law, there are many mistakes and omissions at all, and it is vulnerable to a single blow.

Because Su Junli was using a wooden sword, this body itself could not control the original sufficient Qi, otherwise, Zhou Ziyu would have been defeated with at most three moves.

The two swords back and forth, with twelve strokes, Su Junli's sword tip pierced through Zhou Ziyu's Wanmei sword flower, and hit her wrist holding the sword—

With a "pop", the Moon Breaking Sword fell off Zhou Ziyu's hand.

When he was about to fall to the ground, Su Junli picked up the wooden sword in his hand, picked up the broken moon sword, and held it in his hand.

Zhou Ziyu's complexion changed drastically, and the green in his eyes became thicker. He stared at Su Junli and asked, "Who... are you?"

"Su Junli."

Su Junli looked at her, "Now can you tell me, who taught you this sword technique?"

"My master taught it." Zhou Ziyu replied.

"Who is your master?" Su Junli asked.

Zhou Ziyu shook his head, "I don't know."

Seeing that there was no lying in her expression, Su Junli asked, "Why are your pupils green?"

"I don't know, it's natural."

There was nothing wrong with this answer. Su Junli herself had one red and one green pupil, so she also thought it was funny to ask this question.

"Can you let me see your master?"

Su Junli really wanted to know what was the connection between Zhou Ziyu's master and grandma. In her mind, even a bold thought flashed across: Did the mother die that day, did she actually come to this world through soul travel like her?

If so, great!

In her life, the closest person is her grandma!

If they could meet each other in this world, she would have no regrets in her life!

Zhou Ziyu shook his head, "I can't, because I don't know where she will be."

"Sister, don't you want to come back with that sword?" Zhou Wenyu asked gloatingly when he saw Su Junli holding the Moon Breaking Sword. He has always been surprised that Zhou Ziyu is invincible, no one can compare to her, now seeing her being defeated, he feels a little pleasure in his heart, and feels that she is no longer so magical