The Beauty’s Blade

In a house on the West Street of Lin'an Mansion, the sunlight is like broken gold, shining from the gaps in the leaves of the parasol tree.

Fu Wanqing lay on the cane chair, squinting comfortably.

This house was bought by Fu Wanqing. She had silver in her hands, but she was not a prodigal person. If it weren't for Yushengyan, she didn't need to bother. "Does this count as a daughter to buy a beautiful woman and smile?" Fu Wanqing suddenly asked, Yu Shengyan's gaze only stayed on Fu Wanqing's face for a moment before returning to the scroll.

The books Yu Shengyan reads are very mixed. Whether it's the Four Books, Five Classics or the textbooks of talented scholars and beautiful ladies, she can calmly read it, even looking through the **** pictures album with a serious look. Fu Wanqing knew about it a long time ago, but she was still dissatisfied that the book could take away Yu Shengyan's attention, so she snorted coldly.

Yu Shengyan's eyes stayed on those tiny prints, but his mind had already drifted into a vain world. She was originally watching Fu Wanqing, but the more she watched, the more she realized that she couldn't look away. This emotion is very strange, Yu Shengyan instinctively wants to escape, so she let go of her thoughts.

"Yushengyan, only you can—"

Before Fu Wanqing's words were finished, a man in a gray shirt tended to enter the courtyard. Fu Wanqing frowned and glanced at Yu Shengyan. Yu Shengyan noticed her emotions and was about to get up and leave, but suddenly the sleeves were pulled by someone again. She glanced at Fu Wanqing and sat back again.

"Miss, Uncle Rong sent me to Lin'an Mansion." The man in gray said respectfully.

"What's the matter?" Fu Wanqing curled her lips and asked casually.

"The owner knows that you are in Lin'an Mansion. He tells you not to make trouble. It is best to help Young Master Yang of the Weiyang Escort to investigate Yuguanyin.

"He thinks that Jade Guanyin should belong to our Chivalrous Villa. It seems that because of a treasure map, he has also lost trust in the Yang family." Fu Wanqing chuckled and said.

"This is the letter paper from there." The man in gray took out a letter from his sleeve and presented it to Fu Wanqing respectfully. Fu Wanqing took it and opened the seal, glanced hurriedly, a few traces of appreciation appeared in her eyes, she nodded and smiled, "Very well, you go and tell'Sleeve Qiankun' to return, saying that he needs him The time has come, let him do something for me."

The grey man confessed a lot of things, and Fu Wanqing's smile widened.

This is a chaotic river and lake, a river and lake worthy of her Fu Wanqing's use.

"By the way, Miss, Shen Shengyi of the Diancang School has also arrived at Lin'an Mansion." The man in gray suddenly remembered something, and last year, he turned his head and said.

Yu Shengyan noticed that when the name of Shen Shengyi was spoken, Fu Wanqing's breathing stopped slightly.

Wenrun is like jade, white clothes wins snow, gentleman sword Shen Shengyi is the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of Diancang school. A year ago, he fought with Fu Wanqing and only lost half of his moves. Shen Shengyi's reputation in the arena is very good. Fu Wanqing is a moonlight in the heart of the chauvinists of the rivers and lakes, so Shen Shengyi is the lover of the boudoir. Shen Shengyi is gentle and elegant, advancing and retreating well, saying that he is like a swordsman, rather than a scholar.

Shen Shengyi is one of the few men in the world who is not disgusted by Fu Wanqing.

Because of this, Shen Shengyi is the hatred of many warriors, especially Yang Wugong.

"It's all here, it's really lively. It seems that the Baidao Alliance takes this matter very seriously." Fu Wanqing smiled slightly while staring at the phoenix leaf falling from the branch. "Yu Shengyan, have you ever seen Shen Shengyi? The handsome man, I am afraid you will fall in love with him like Yang Wumin." Fu Wanqing asked with a smile, and the jealousy in her heart grew like wild grass. If Yusheng nodded cigarettes, she might not be able to help but pinch her like jade neck.

Yusheng Yan looked at Fu Wanqing with squinted eyes, and asked, "Do you like Shen Shengyi?" Her expression was sparse and faint, and reflected in her eyes was the sycamore leaf swaying with the autumn wind.

With a wave of her hand, Fu Wanqing pinched the sycamore leaf in her palm, and a pile of powder dripped down her fingers and was blown away by the oncoming autumn wind. Her smile was very soft and her eyes were very charming. She got close to Yushengyan and curled her lips. "Although Shen Shengyi is excellent, only you Yushengyan can enter my eyes in the world. I said If I like you, I only like you. And you can only like me!"

"Yeah." Yu Shengyan snorted lightly.

Fu Wanqing nodded in satisfaction, and she asked, "Do you know what was written in that letter?" Before Yu Shengyan could answer, she continued, "You guys from Bishui Teacher Heishantang are really useless. , They have been captured by my men, and the silk shop originally under the name of your Bishui sect has also been accepted by my people. If Lou Kexin got the news, she would definitely scold the people under her a thousand times ."

The knights on the rivers and lakes also want to do business, otherwise they will not have the money to splurge. In the eyes of martial artists, Bishui Sect is an evil spirit, but ordinary people don't care about it. They patronize a shop and only look at the price and the goods. It’s okay for the owner of the shop to change several times, as long as things remain the same. There are many shops under the name of Bishui Sect, which are far better than some sects on the rivers and lakes, some are won by extraordinary means, and some are ordered by rules. The Bishui Sect is classified as a demon sect by people's envy, and one of them is to rob and rob and oppress the good. But how can there be good people who lick blood on the tip of a knife? Good people have already turned into a pile of loess.

Quietly, like a withered phoenix leaf, it fell silent.

"Who!" Fu Wanqing shouted loudly, lasing with sword light in his hand.

"Shen Shengyi." A gentle voice came from the hanging flower gate, and a young man in a white robe supported the jade crown that was almost cut off by Fu Wanqing's sword spirit.

Xiao Xiao Susu, hearty and clean.

Yu Shengyan only glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze.

Fu Wanqing never recovered from seeing that person.

"Last year, I lost the'Jade Guanyin'. Suddenly after Lu Qi was killed, he was brought up again. It also involved the so-called treasure map. For a time, the knights on the rivers and lakes were rushing, and Shen did not believe it. Come to Lin'an. First, the residence was ordered by the master; the second was for Miss Bo Fu to smile and search for'Jade Guanyin' and return the things to the original owner."

Fu Wanqing smiled softly, and a little ridicule appeared in her eyes. She said: "The news of Master Shen is really well-informed."

Shen Shengyi thought that he did not understand Fu Wanqing's words. He stood there, arched his hands, shook his head and smiled: "This matter is all over the rivers and lakes, and it is implicated in the Baidao League. Shen must not know it. Now five disciples of the Baidao League There are four of them. Brother Guo Ju from Feiyingbao is the only one. Then we will discuss major issues together."

Fu Wanqing smiled and said: "I don't care about the'Jade Guanyin'. I'm just here for a tour of the mountains and rivers. Your Baidao Alliance has nothing to do with me. The Yang brothers and sisters are in Lin'an. Very concerned, you might as well discuss with them, I think Yang Wumin will be very happy. As for whether you will be beaten out by Yang Wugong, it depends on God’s will."

"It's rare to gather together and have a cup of tea. The Longjing tea in Lin'an Prefecture is—"

"Heh." Fu Wanqing laughed. She turned around and wiped her red lips with her fingertips towards Shen Shengyi. She replied, "I only love drinking blood."

Shen Shengyi's face changed. He did not see Fu Wanqing's sword, but he already felt a **** light. He retreated quickly along the white wall covered with vines, the sword gas brushed his cheeks, he stood steady, and then brushed the dust on his clothes, said with a smile: "The eldest lady's skill is even more profound. The sword is coming soon." When he said this, his eyes fell on the silent Yushengyan. He had recognized the woman and was shocked, but his face still maintained the calmness.

"Master Shen is not leaving? Did you look at the people next to me?" Fu Wanqing smiled lightly.

A cold smile, hiding a murderous smile, like a sword, like a knife.

Shen Shengyi is not someone who doesn't know how to advance or retreat, but today, seeing these two women, he felt unconvinced in his heart. He stepped forward and took a step forward, with a warm and clear smile on his face, he asked: "If Shen likes it, will Miss Fu willing to cut love?"

"What did Young Master Shen take her for? You should ask her for this sentence." Fu Wanqing said with a smile at Yu Shengyan.

Shen Shengyi took another step forward.

Fu Wanqing's eyes were cold, but she didn't make a sword.

Shen Shengyi's eyes lingered on Yu Shengyan's body. Everyone said that Fu Wanqing had changed one of her maid into the appearance of the demon leader Yu Shengyan, but would this be true? He Shen Shengyi is about to find an answer today. Facing Fu Wanqing's sharp gaze, Shen Shengyi walked forward step by step, and his outstretched hand was almost on Yu Shengyan's shoulder, he said: "This girl, Shen—"

Shen Shengyi shut up, he felt a strong sword aura hitting his face door, but he didn't see the sword, nor the light of the sword, he saw a book that hit on him. The thin sheets of paper in the booklet seemed to be folded together with sharp blades. Shen Shengyi's toes were a little bit lighter and he looked like a swallow. In an instant, he had drawn his sword in his hand and stabbed it towards the booklet. Seven seven forty-nine swords, his sword is fast enough.

People fell to the ground, and the falling confetti flew with the wind.

Shen Shengyi frowned, stretched out his hand to touch his face, it was full of bright red blood. At this time, the tingling sensation of skin being cut came, he stabbed forty-nine swords, and the scraps of paper also left forty-nine small scars on his face. Although there is only one scar on it.

Shen Shengyi left, full of melancholy.

Fu Wanqing smiled very happily. She hugged Yushengyan and whispered softly in her ear: "Men, they are all virtues. In their eyes, women are goods. Don't look at his well-dressed, deep heart. Maybe there is a beast hiding."