The Beauty’s Blade

Tianji Gate, at first I thought it was a mysterious place that was proficient in Qimen gossip and could detect the secrets of heaven, but in fact it was not. Zhong Tian, ​​the master of Tianjimen, made a sharp hand, while his two precious sons made two big swords. Although the weapons are different, the kung fu is the same way.

The dim candlelight illuminates the mourning hall.

The Zhong brothers were full of grief, and they scolded those shamelessly and insidiously, but they didn't mention a word about the demon leader Yu Shengyan. They obviously forgot that in the world, only Yushengyan made a superb swordsmanship. If Yu Shengyan is a man or a very ugly woman, I am afraid that the two brothers have already scolded her. However, she is a stunning woman. Almost all men will have a trembling heart when they see her, like seeing Fu In late Qing, that blooming flaming rose is like.

The sword is fast, as fast as a shooting star, or faster than a shooting star.

Huai Xiujian is very light, as light as a burst of Jiang Yan, or even lighter than Jiang Yan.

In addition to Yushengyan, who else can use swordsmanship with sleeves? With one hand on his chin, Fu Wanqing sat in the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, lost in thought. She originally asked Yu Shengyan directly behind her, but she was sure that the woman would not answer, maybe she didn't even know it. A gust of wind rolled up the fiery red maple leaves and fell on the water, and a few fluttered into the pavilion. Soon there was almost no shadow, and the maple leaf was chopped up, like a handful of dust spilled in the air.

"Good swordsmanship!" A loud shout came into the pavilion.

Fu Wanqing lifted her eyelids, a charming smile appeared on her lips. She flicked her hair, her eyes only slightly swept away from the two with heavy filial piety. Of course she knew who the two young men standing on the red bridge were, and she also knew that the two men had been watching her for a long time. She enjoyed this admiring gaze very much, but when she thought of Yu Shengyan by her side, a little bit of pain rose in her heart again.

The Zhong brothers had already walked towards this side with a smile. Under the beauty's smile, they had forgotten all their grief, and even forgotten that the coffin of their dead father had stopped in the hall. The Zhong brothers are a female compatriot, but their description is embarrassing. The older brother Zhong Shiling is handsome and elegant, like his mother, while the younger brother Zhong Shixiu is like a barbarian. His old father, Zhong Tian, ​​looked very much like him.

They approached the pavilion, but did not dare to enter the pavilion.

Fu Wanqing is beautiful, but this beauty is thorny and wild. The Zhong brothers knew their own weights in their hearts and knew that they could not control such beauties as Fu Wanqing. It’s just that beauty is currently in control, it’s not easy to control their eyes. Their eyes are flowing, leaving Fu Wanqing aside, and hitting the white-clothed jade that stands aside. In the cold eyes.

Astonishment and surprise are intertwined in the eyes. Since the Chung brothers are admirers of Yushengyan, they are naturally clear about her appearance. Now such a beauty has appeared in front of her alive, how can she not Surprised? They determined that it was Yushengyan, but the many doubts in it caused them to overthrow their own conjectures and cast doubtful eyes on Fu Wanqing, hoping to get the answer from her.

Fu Wanqing closed their eyes, she curled her lips and asked, "Does it look like?"

The Zhong brothers nodded immediately.

Zhong Shiling cleverly said: "Miss Miss's disguise has gone a step further." Fu Wanqing has always acted outrageously and unexpectedly. Zhong Shiling determined that she had deliberately changed the maid around her to look like jade. It seems that Fu Wanqing and Yu Shengyan cannot go hand in hand. With Fu Wanqing's pride, she will only remove people who share her reputation one by one, and crush them on the soles of her feet. She can only stand on the top, Fu Wanqing alone. Zhong Shiling wanted to compliment a few words very much, but he couldn't speak ill of Yushengyan, so he could only hang his head and stay silent.

The eyes of these two brothers stayed at Yushengyan for longer than their own. Even if they believed that this person was not Yushengyan in their hearts, the same look and appearance made them obsessed. They were looking at Yushengyan, and Yushengyan's eyes were cast on the misty distant mountains. Suddenly, Fu Wanqing wanted to dig the eyes of the two brothers. She threw the tea cup on the stone table, shocking the two brothers. Looking at their puzzled expressions, Fu Wanqing chuckled softly: "You brothers didn't go to the front hall to deal with the important affairs of the Heavenly Mystery Gate, so what did you stop here for? Is it because of the beauty beside me? ?"

Who dares to touch the woman next to Fu Wanqing? Even if the two brothers had such a meaning, they did not dare to show it easily. With a stiff smile on their faces, they arched their hands, then turned and left, but the lingering footsteps showed their deep resentment. "The old and the little ones are all useless, no one is promising." Fu Wanqing sneered as she looked at the distant figure.

The bleak wind blew the water, leaving ripples in circles.

Fu Wanqing suddenly read a bit of loneliness from the autumn wind. Yu Shengyan stood quietly behind her, but she was too light to make people feel her existence. Even if she stares at you faintly with her eyes, you will think that her vision has already penetrated everything and fell to that remote place. With power, money, fame, and the beauty that thousands of people envy, Fu Wanqing still feels empty in her heart, as if she is missing a piece. What's worse? opponent? People are right there, but unfortunately she is still unwilling to draw the sword.

Fu Wanqing stood up, turned to Yushengyan, and asked with a smile: "I heard that the best sword in the rivers and lakes is the sword with sleeves, and I also heard that the most powerful swordsman in the rivers and lakes is actually Yushengyan, the leader of the demon cult."

Yu Shengyan raised her eyelids and glanced over Fu Wanqing's smiling face. She said coldly, "Although I promised to stay by your side, I will not compare with you."

Fu Wanqing said: "I've changed my mind, I won't compare swords with you. Anyway, I am not alone in this river and lake, and I have never seen your sword." The fingers trapped in the sleeves stretched out. She gently lifted Yu Shengyan's chin and leaned forward, as if to touch her lips. Fu Wanqing turned around and chuckled, "I keep you by my side just to show you a good show. Three months is enough."

Yu Shengyan turned her head to avoid Fu Wanqing’s warm breath, but her lips were slightly brushed from Fu Wanqing’s face. Yu Shengyan didn’t take this little matter to her heart. Just following Fu Wanqing's words, he asked faintly: "A good show?"

Fu Wanqing squinted, her fingertips retracted from Yu Shengyan's chin, and she unconsciously landed on her side face that was gently rubbed by Yu Shengyan. At this time, there was an inexplicable voice in her heart. Unknown emotions come. Fu Wanqing was able to control her facial expressions, and her thoughts were not revealed at all. "Of course this is a very good scene. In three months, the so-called Baidao Alliance collapsed a little bit, and your Demon Cult also began to decay from within. Isn't this a very beautiful scene? Speaking from other populations, others would only regard her as a lunatic fool, but speaking from Fu Wanqing's mouth, there is a power that people can't help but believe in. Although Fu Wanqing is the daughter of the leader Fu Hui, no one knows what she wants to do or what she is doing. If she was not surnamed Fu, I am afraid that those people would treat her as an out-and-out demon, of course, a very beautiful demon.

Fu Wanqing stared at Yu Shengyan carefully after saying this, but she slowly became disappointed. There was no extra expression on Yu Shengyan's face, and only a faint "Oh" was spit out from her mouth. As if the Baidao Alliance had nothing to do with her, then the Bishui Sect had nothing to do with her. This kind of enemy with nothing in his eyes is terrible, even if everything is pretended, then this person is terrible. Looking at Yu Shengyan, Fu Wanqing felt a sense of horror in her heart. Suddenly she wanted to shoot Yushengyan to death, and the murder was revealed in her heart.

Yu Shengyan noticed it, she just took a small step forward and stretched out her hand to pinch the maple leaf that fell on Fu Wanqing's shoulder. At this moment, this simple action wiped out all Fu Wanqing's murderous aura. Fu Wanqing felt a little discouraged in her heart, and felt that she had lost before she even made a sword. How could she lose the word in Fu Wanqing's life? Everything about her should be perfect.

"Why is there still a jade cigarette in the world with me?"

Fu Wanqing sighed softly.

Looking at the light of the lake and the fiery red maple forest, Fu Wanqing suddenly wanted to play a flute.

She remembered the sound of the piano when she first saw Yushengyan.

Can you ensemble with her?