The Beauty’s Blade

Yu Shengyan looked down at the long sword against her neck. The sword was so sharp that it could pierce her throat with a slight movement. Her expression was still faint. She raised her eyes to look at the woman with a bright smile. She whispered: "Vengeance? It's my senior sister who is not as skilled as others. Why should I take revenge?" Yu Shengyan already knew the area in front of her. Who is the woman who is deeply hostile, but to her, no matter who it is, it is just a passer-by. As soon as she swept her sleeves, the whole person had drifted away several feet away.

Alienated and indifferent, this is like a heartless woman. Under her indifference, Fu Wanqing suddenly became a little angry, no matter what Yu Shengyan thought, her sword flicked, but in a blink of an eye, she had already delivered seventy-two swords, taking all of Yu Shengyan's path. Sealed. She wants to compete with Yushengyan, and she wants to fight with her! Fu Wanqing said in her heart, and the sword came out more quickly and sharply.

Yu Shengyan only defends but does not attack. In the sky of sword light, her steps are light and tricky. As many swords as Fu Wanqing stabbed, she avoided as many swords as possible. There was a bang, and there was almost nothing left in the room intact. The fierce sword energy shot from outside the window, and the flower eye hanging by the window saw that it was going to be destroyed by Fu Wanqing's sword. Yu Shengyan quickly passed by and took the potted flower into his hand. At this moment, Fu Wanqing's merciless sword had been delivered. Yu Shengyan twisted his body and could not avoid this trick, but inevitably he was still shaved off a strand of hair.

The room fell into silence, and it seemed that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard. Yu Shengyan stroked her hair carelessly, placed the potted flower, turned to Fu Wanqing, and said faintly: "Okay, I lost, Miss Fu, you can go."

Fu Wanqing's heart was full of depression, and she also found herself in front of Yu Shengyan, even the disguised smile could not show. Tugging at the corners of her mouth that was a little stiff, she held the hilt tightly and shouted: "That's not a big deal, you haven't made a sword yet! Where's your sword?"

"Miss Fu." Yu Shengyan's voice suddenly became a little helpless, "We have no grievances and no grudges, I will not fight with you. I will not fight for fame and fortune, nor will I compete with you. The people in this room Things have been destroyed too much, I'm afraid I can't afford it, the owner here will be sad."

Anger appeared in Fu Wanqing's eyes. She walked to Yu Shengyan and stared at her calm eyes. Her hands were clenched into fists, and they were closed in the sleeves, otherwise, she was afraid that she would be unable to control Yu Shengyan's clothes. This person, after she appeared, would often stir his nerves, after she appeared, the situation was even more uncontrollable. "I will pay for the things here! Who says there is no grievance or enmity between us? You are the leader of the demon cult, and I am the single daughter of the leader of the White Dao. We are born against each other! You are against me!" Almost from the gap between the teeth Squeezed out this bunch of words.

"In this way, I shouldn't compare swords with you." Yu Shengyan shook her head, and she sighed, "Martial arts people have a lot of prejudice against my Bishui Sect. If I act with you, it will be even more difficult to restore my Bishui Sect Reputation. You go, I won't draw a sword."

"So, girl?" A trembling voice came in, and the man who clung to the door frame with his hands was trembling as he watched the horror in the room. "Let's, our master, please, please go out." After saying this intermittently, without even looking at the person in the room, as if a tiger was chasing behind him, he ran away quickly.

At this moment, Fu Wanqing had an idea in her mind.

"I have something to do, please." Yu Shengyan left such a sentence and walked outside the room.

Fu Wanqing looked at her leaving back, and the corners of her lips curled up with a gorgeous smile.

A one-day tour in the Pinjin Grottoes is better than a million households in the world.

Haven't seen the appearance of the legendary beauty, those romantic boys have already looked like crazy.

Fu Wanqing sat in the small pavilion on the second floor and expelled the people who were full of flattering smiles before she looked downstairs. Most of the warriors who can get into this gold-selling cave are those who are wealthy or officials, even if they have money and power in their hands, they are afraid of the indifferent quick sword. Regarding people in the arena, most ordinary people have an attitude of avoiding or avoiding. There are white people, underworld people, there are quietly unknown little people, and there are famous people on the road.

It is really hateful for a woman to be auctioned as an item! Fu Wanqing smiled, but the coldness in her eyes almost frostbitten people. She watched the crazy group of people throwing a lot of money and just smiled to buy a beautiful woman. She looked at the old bustard who was full of fat and piled up together, her eyes also passed through the heavy curtains, and she looked at it. Self-knowing Yushengyan!

"One thousand taels--" A young son stood up. Amidst the hum of the crowd, he waved his fan with a calm smile on his face. He shook his fingers and continued, "Golden "After he uttered these two words, everyone in the room was silent. Fu Wanqing recognized this young son, he was the only son of King King Guo Dayong, Guo Caifei. Guo Dayong was originally the head of the Weiyang Escort, but later changed his career to set up a gold mine business, and his family immediately accumulated a lot of money. He has friendship with people on the rivers and lakes, but his son Guo Caifei is a lively dude.

"Is there anyone else?" Guo Caifei showed a triumphant expression on her face.

"Grandpa made a copper plate!" With a wild laugh, a short and fat figure swept into the building like a gust of wind. His hand only patted Guo Caifei's shoulder, and Guo Caifei flew out like a kite with a broken wire, and fell to the ground. Ouch, I can’t get up for a long time. This man's hair is like fluffy grass, and when he smiles, a row of black and yellow teeth are revealed, which is ugly. Ugly people are still lustful, relying on their own hard work, **** women, they are talking about this class of people.

The Four Montenegrin rats do no evil, and everyone here has recognized this as one of the Four Montenegro rats. The martial arts of this thieves are mediocre, and many people are above him, but the Black Mountain Rats have always been inseparable. It is difficult to deal with one of them, but it is difficult to deal with four. Moreover, there is Black Mountain behind them. , Everyone is watching and dare not act rashly.

"Bah, I said the fourth child, I want to hug someone on the kang with a copper plate? Dream you!" There was another sharp grin, and a short man slid down against the roof. With a few more noises, the other two rodents rolled out from both sides. They didn't care about the dirt on their bodies, patted them, and shouted, "Don't hurry up? Do you want to grab a woman from your grandpa? "

Look left and right, almost all of a sudden. Fu Wanqing looked at the direction they were leaving and cursed. With Yu Shengyan's hand reaching out, it was easy to get these people down, but when he thought of these scum, he could also see Yu Shengyan's appearance, and Fu Wanqing felt uncomfortable. She snatched down from upstairs, facing the ugly four, she curled her lips and smiled: "What if I say yes?"

With her smile, the Four Rats in the Black Mountain were crumbly. The thief looked at Fu Wanqing obsessively, and said with a strange smile: "Beauty is going with the master, this is what is sold in the golden cave, master!"

"Fourth, you are crazy! You are crazy! Don't look at who this woman is?" Someone in the Four Rats of Montenegro still had their brains, and came out from the moment of dizziness, and quickly converged on the face. With an expression, he said, "Ms. Fu, let's not offend the river. You play with yours, and our father plays with our women."

"Heh." Fu Wanqing chuckled, she tilted her head and blinked, "What if I want that woman too?"

The Four Rats in Black Mountain's expression became stiff, and a trace of ferocity appeared on their faces. The thief mouse was the most unable to hold it. He roared: "Fuck your grandma, bitch, don't be shameless! Do you really take your Chivalry Villa seriously? You have to think clearly, offended We in Montenegro just offend Bishuijiao!"

Fu Wanqing moved her hand, slapped the thief-brow mouse in the air, and hit him directly on the pillar, staring at the gold star. Seeing Fu Wanqing move his hand, the Black Mountain Rats couldn't hold back, and they showed their weapons one after another. It's just that they are still hesitating, seeming to estimate Fu Wanqing's martial arts in secret.

"Our Baidao Alliance and your Demon Cultists have always been incompatible with each other. Have you forgotten?" Fu Wanqing smiled lightly. These scums are not worthy of her pulling out the sword.

"Brothers, come on! Let's enjoy her if we take her down!"

Fu Wanqing blinked at the end of her death, and she leaned on the table, as if she didn't take the foul language to her heart. The weapon was chopped from Four Ways, and she didn't move. It's not that she can't escape, but because the four people who made the move are already dead. What deterrence can the dead man's weapon have? It's just a pity that my clothing was stained with a few drops of blood. Without thinking about it, Fu Wanqing tore the robe covering her head and threw it aside.

"One thousand taels of gold, I will come out." Fu Wanqing looked at the trembling old bustard and said.

"Take, take Miss Fu, go, go—" Before the old bust could finish her words, Fu Wanqing ran up the stairs as soon as she flashed her body.

The room is clean and elegant.

"Squeak--" With a sound, Yu Shengyan pushed the door in. When she saw Fu Wanqing, there was no fluctuation in her eyes, as if she had expected her to be here a long time ago. Sitting across from Fu Wanqing, she whispered, "Smell of blood, you killed someone."

"That's them!" Fu Wanqing snorted coldly, and when she met Yu Shengyan's eyes, a smile appeared on her face. She stood up and walked around the table, putting her hands on Yushengyan's shoulder. Obviously feeling the tremors of her subordinates, Fu Wanqing hooked her lips, sat down in Yu Shengyan’s arms, hooked her neck, and said with a smile, "Put the golden cave, sell the golden cave, do you know this? What kind of place is Pinjin Cave?"