i have a sword fairy

Chapter 447 The red dress is barefoot, the woman sees the sea

In the lonely east city, on a cliff by the sea.

A woman sat barefoot on a bluestone.

The skirt is red and spread beside the stone.

Where the skirt dragged on the floor, two small frosty white toes accidentally leaked out.

Close up into a symmetrical pair.

The snowy feet exposed under this pair of skirts are well-proportioned and delicate, round and white.

The ten big toes are smeared with blood red cardamom, slightly bent and closed, like a finely carved ruby, delicate and small.

It's just that occasionally a few grains of gravel stick between the two big toes.

If someone who loves feet is present, they will secretly worry and feel distressed, fearing that the sand and gravel will pierce the delicate jade skin.

But at this moment, the owner of the jade feet didn't seem to care, just now it was like walking barefoot on the beach and climbing the cliff with his shoes on.

On one side of the bluestone, there are also two red embroidered shoes, and the snow-white footwear is randomly rolled up and stuffed inside the shoes.

On the cliff, there is only the sound of the sea breeze blowing the woman's blue hair.

At this moment.

The pair of snow-covered feet exposed under the skirt, the sole of the right foot rests on the ground, the toe suddenly turns up, the big toe curls downward, and then...

He quietly scratched the itchy spot on the back of his left foot.

This scene was extremely short, and in the next second, the pair of playful and lovely snow feet returned to their original position, closing together obediently.

The woman in the scarlet dress sitting on the bluestone, her long legs were close together, her left knee rested on her thigh, and her palm-sized hibiscus face was supported by her palm.

At this moment, this young looking woman looked lazily, opened her mouth, covered her mouth with four fingers of her left palm, and yawned lazily.

One right hand is playing with a small wine red sword.

The little sword is very small and light, it flutters between her five fingers like a butterfly among flowers.

After the barefoot woman yawned, she drew her red lips with her white teeth.

She turned her wonderful eyes, continued to lightly gaze at the almond eyes, and looked at the Dadu estuary in the distance.

The woman on the bluestone on the top of the cliff under this month is guessing that she will be in her prime.

Double belts of hibiscus, hanging Yangjiao bun.

There is a beaded hairpin on the bun, with red tassels hanging from it, which complements the hair.

Her pair of almond eyes are lively and beautiful, with the tails of her eyes slightly turned up, making her charming and attractive.

However, if you look carefully, there is a kind of playful indifference hidden deep in the barefoot woman's eyes, which is a strange and indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

To put it simply, her temperament and image are definitely more suitable than some silly little fox demon to appear in the rainy nights in the deep mountains and old forests, and to play beauty tricks and so on.

Because this woman is more like a rose with thorns that attracts men to approach but will swallow them alive at any time, and there are unknown dangers hidden in it.

And if a certain little fox demon surnamed Su appeared in Poguan on a rainy night, it would be really stupid to want to fall in love...

At this moment, if Zhao Rong is on the top of the cliff by the sea, he will definitely remember the almond eyes of the barefoot woman on the bluestone, which is beautiful on the outside and cold on the inside, and it will have a profound impact...

At that moment, a magnificent seascape was reflected in the eyes of the barefoot woman.

The Lidu, which runs through the north and south of Wangquezhou, has watered countless lands, and bred thousands of water descendants. After dividing Duyou City into two cities, it completely entered the sea here.

A majestic long bridge stands not far from the mouth of the sea, connecting Duyou East City and West City.

The long bridge is like a quiet gate, standing at the mouth of Dadu. Every drop of river water and every shrimp and fish in Lidu must pass under it to see the sea.

I don't know what year, month, and day this long bridge was built, and it was stepped over by an unknown number of carriages and pedestrians from Duyou City.

The bridge body is covered with imperial plaques sent by hundreds of dynasties at the foot of Wangque Mountain. There are countless calligraphy and poems written by past literati, and there are countless old stories and honors.

Among them, the earliest plaque hangs at the highest point of the long bridge.

The name of the plaque is "Jiaolong Shengyan".

The handwriting is quite satisfactory, but it is correct but deliberately dull.

This plaque has not been signed, and the origin is unknown, but people from Duyou City who come and go, according to this plaque, call the long bridge the Dragon Bridge, and this name has continued to this day.

Below the Dragon Bridge, in the center of the arched bottom of the bridge, hangs a simple rusty sword.

The rusty sword has been exposed to the humid sea breeze for many years. It is full of rust, and occasionally rust will fall. It sways in the sea breeze and makes a slight creaking sound. top of head...

On the top of the cliff, the woman with the 'red lips, red dress and hibiscus face' looked a little fascinated.

Looking from her, the North Sea is vast and slender. Under the bridge at the mouth of the sea, the rushing turbid river beats against the clear blue waves crazily...

The woman knew very well that it wasn't just the turbid waves that were so crazy in this straight-poured distance.

How difficult is it to change from clear to turbid and easy to change from turbid to clear?

The sea is wide and the sky is high, so how can you climb there?
The barefoot woman chuckled suddenly.

"Gege—" The laughter sounded like a crisp silver bell.

At first, her laughter was still very small, like an unconscious smile on weekdays.

But then, she seemed to think of something funny, she laughed more and more happily, and the silver bell's laughter became louder and louder, until finally she couldn't breathe from laughing.

"Gegege...hahahaha..."

The barefoot woman's shoulders trembled, she closed her eyes and covered her belly, and laughed happily, some tears were shed, and she wiped them with the back of her hand.

At a certain moment, she suddenly tapped her toes, and her tender body borrowed strength to jump straight up.

The figure is extremely light.

That pair of cute bare feet lightly 'clicked' and firmly stepped on the 'bluestone' that was sitting on before.

Lost the cover of the red skirt, I saw that the 'blue stone' was not green at all, most of the stone body was blood red, and the color was moist and bright, as if it had just been taken out of the blood pool...

So, the barefoot woman wore a red dress, and against the sea breeze, she stood pretty on the blood-red bluestone.

There was still some abnormal flush on her face after laughing.

The sea wind blew violently.

The skirt of the woman on Shishang fluttered, and her black hair fluttered around her temples, covering her flushed face for a while, making it impossible to see any of her expressions clearly.

Only a pair of wonderful eyes were still extremely bright in the darkness, but they closed suddenly again.

On the dark cliff, a barefoot woman stepped on the stone to climb up, with her hands behind her back, her eyes closed, her chest raised, her head raised, and she took a deep breath.

In the wind by the sea, besides the salty smell, she also smelled the smell of rust after the downpour.

In the darkness, the barefoot woman took several deep breaths, seeming a little intoxicated.

This is the action she will repeat every time she comes back to this cliff top.

She is very familiar with the burning smell of blood mixed in the sea breeze, and will never forget it.

They come from countless water-born monster races in Wangque Continent.

In the distance, under the magnificent seascape at the mouth of Dadu, there are countless bones of the water descendants.

What was covered by the turbulent turbulence of the muddy yellow river was the dripping demon blood that couldn't be washed away.

There are thousands of water descendants in Wangquezhou, and the sea has not been seen for 6000 years...

The barefoot woman stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes and raised her head, her skirts fluttering in the sea breeze.

Just when she was fascinated by the familiar smell of blood with a morbid expression, the small light red sword flying between the fingers of her right hand suddenly trembled and trembled!

The barefoot woman suddenly looked back.

A pair of big and beautiful almond eyes seem to have turned into a pair of cold vertical pupils for a moment, this strange scene is fleeting, and after a closer look, the woman still has a pair of beautiful and charming eyes, but at this time, her eyes are straight He stared at a place in Duyou East City in the distance, without blinking.

I do not know how long it has been.

On the bluestone, Ning Ying turned around slowly, her almond eyes gradually narrowed, her expression was unpredictable.

In the next second, she opened her mouth slightly, and casually threw the small wine-red sword she was playing with between her fingers into her mouth. Immediately, her figure suddenly disappeared on the cliff.

There is only a murmur to myself floating in the sea breeze.

"Xia Chong Zhai..."

The top of the cliff, barren of grass, is deserted.

It was as if the scene just now had never happened.

silent...

But suddenly, with the fingertips, the red dress returned to the original place with familiar bare feet.

Ning Ying stood on the blood-red bluestone again.

In the darkness, she who went back and forth turned her head to look around, and after a moment of silence, she lightly jumped down from the bluestone with her hands behind her back.

She stretched out one snowy foot and reached for the two red embroidered shoes that were tilted beside the stone.

It turned out that the shoes were forgotten.

Ning Ying lowered her head, first picked up the red embroidered shoe with her tender white sole, arched her foot so that most of her showy foot could penetrate into the shoe, then raised the toe of the shoe, kicked the ground, completely fixed the embroidered shoe and put it on up.

The same is true for the other shoe... She has a calm expression and is serious about putting on the shoe.

After finishing dressing, the woman tilted her head, glanced at the red embroidered shoes with the red dress on her feet, and nodded in satisfaction. The next second, her figure disappeared again.

This time, she never returned.

As a result, the cliff top facing the sea once again fell into dead silence.

It's called Dragon Blood Cliff.

It is rumored that in ancient times, there was a real dragon splashing blood on the cliff stone, and the vegetation did not grow for thousands of years.

In the distance, at the mouth of Lidu, the rusty sword with the tip pointing down to the river has a strange name.

It's called summer worm.

The Dragon Bridge has been hung for 6000 years.

(End of this chapter)