Sheng Fu

Chapter 115

Compared with the masculine sword qi, the feminine sword qi of these women is more likely to seriously injure people's vitality. The color is a bone-scraping steel knife is not just talk.

The woman with the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows was roughly at the early stage of Huang Ting, so she was sure to win Yu Wenjun in a fight, but now these dozen or so people were encircling him, and he felt a little overwhelmed.

Just as the black unicorn was about to go mad, Yu Wenjun forcibly restrained it, but let the black lion prop up a protective qi.

Loudly!
More than a dozen sword qi fell on the body-protecting qi, like a dozen waves of waves rising from the surface of a lake at the same time, soft yet vigorous.

Yu Wenjun shouted as politely as possible: "I have absolutely no malice, sisters, don't get me wrong."

Seeing this, the woman with a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows gestured for her sisters to stop.

She was a little puzzled, Yu Wenjun's previous words were indeed presumptuous, but he didn't intend to do anything.

When the sword energy stopped, Yu Wenjun suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. When he came to the south, he didn't want to make enemies with others. Moreover, what he encountered when he first came here was completely beyond his expectations.

The scholars and swordsmen on the shore just transferred their hatred of Gu Yong to him, but he really didn't understand why the girls here did it.

Can't pull out the broken mind, the black lion went crazy, treating the woman in the Guyue Pavilion like a snake on the earth's yin, that's too impolite.

The woman with the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows asked in a deep voice, "Since you don't intend to do anything, why did you come here?"

Yu Wenjun was still at a loss, and said in a daze: "When you come here, do you have to do it? Senior Gu Yong probably didn't have any trouble with southern girls in the past."

It's really hard to say about this matter. If you are so red-eyed, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, you will die at the same time.

The woman snorted coldly, and seeing that Yu Wenjun really didn't know why, she suddenly realized that she had thought too much just now, but she would never admit this mistake.

"Mr. Yuwen is too powerful, and Black Qilin is too powerful. If you restrain yourself, we, Guyue Pavilion, will treat each other with courtesy."

Yu Wenjun jumped off the black lion, bowed his hands to the girls here, and said, "Come out here, please forgive me, I really don't know much about the ways of the world in the south."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

A cold breath came, and a long-haired woman in a black dress walked out of Hanyue Island. She looked about twenty years old, tall, graceful and beautiful, and there was a three-point charm in the deserted.

The women around bowed their heads and said in unison: "Greetings to the Pavilion Master."

She is the pavilion master of Guyue Pavilion - Murong Qiushui.

Murong Qiushui seemed to be moving slightly, but in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yu Wenjun.

He looked at Yu Wenjun with interest, and said indifferently and politely: "I heard that the young master ended the martial arts test early, and I never thought that the young master will come to our south."

"Could it be that the young master is tired of the magnificence of the imperial capital?"

Yu Wenjun smiled lightly and said: "I have nothing to do, just walk around. Because I have seen the scenery in the north, I want to come to the south to see it."

Murong Qiushui hummed: "How?"

Yu Wenjun hesitated to speak, and replied after a moment of contemplation: "Everything is fine."

Murong Qiushui already knew what happened on the shore when he was in Guyue Pavilion, the young master in front of him didn't fight those scholars and swordsmen, and he didn't have any intention of killing when he came here.

At a young age, the calculations are quite deep.

What he was looking for was nothing more than a face, and he wanted to come to the south to gain prestige.

Murong Qiushui said with a strange smile: "My lord, could it be that he is very curious about the girls in our Lonely Moon Pavilion? As far as I know, Jing Peiyao and Liu Qinghua from White Deer Academy are all stunning."

"There is also a famous oiran in the imperial capital."

"As the young master, I'm afraid I've eaten and seen it before, so why come to us, look at the young master's face, and he doesn't look like a person who is careless and careless."

What kind of tiger and wolf words are these?
Yu Wenjun bit the bullet and said: "The pavilion master is serious, the pavilion master misunderstood, I came here purely on the fly, I have absolutely no intentions, and I don't mind making friends with such an expert as the pavilion master."

Murong Qiushui and all the women around him looked weird for a while, it seems that this man really doesn't have Gu Yong's gangster spirit, but it's not right, he has given General Weiyuan a bad look.

After thinking about it, Murong Qiushui asked the question that Chu Xin'er had asked before, and said with some doubts: "Mr. Yuwen really drew the sword against Empress Fuyao?"

It is also because of this incident that people in the world recognized Yu Wenjun's courage.

It wasn't because of Gu Yong's backing that he dared to draw his sword against Empress Fuyao. If it were another young man, even if Renhuang and Gu Yong were standing behind him at the same time, he might not dare to draw his sword against Empress Fuyao.

Furthermore, Yu Wenjun just pulled out the knife naturally at first.

Yu Wenjun responded softly: "At that time, the fog was too thick, and I had no disrespect to the empress, but I didn't like the clouds to cover the fog, so I got that knife."

"Actually, the empress let me, a junior."

Be kind and calm.

Murong Qiushui said softly: "I'm a guest from afar, please tell me inside."

"But the ugly words are up front. If your son has some bad reviews because he joined my Lonely Moon Pavilion, don't blame me for the Lonely Moon Pavilion."

Yu Wenjun bowed slightly and said: "I'm serious, the world knows that Guyue Pavilion is an elegant place, not a romantic place."

Murong Qiushui smiled gracefully and said, "Young master please."

Yu Wenjun walked in front, and the black lion followed, just like that, he landed on Hanyue Island and entered the Lonely Moon Pavilion in such a grand manner.

It may break the hearts of many scholars and swordsmen on the shore, but this is not unusual, because Yu Wenjun's strength and demeanor are clearly displayed here.

If Xu Huanshan wants to come, he can also enter Guyue Pavilion.

But if Zhang Benchu ​​came, it would be hard to say.

Exquisite glass-colored small gazebos can be seen everywhere on the island. They are not as rouge-like as the outside world spreads. At least Yu Wenjun didn’t smell the slightest rouge when he came, but the girl’s body fragrance really filled the whole place. Cold Moon Island is mesmerizing.

For some people, no matter how good the atmosphere here is, it can't compare to the frown and smile of the girl Liuxue holding the famous sword.

In the main hall of Guyue Pavilion, Yu Wenjun and Murong Qiushui are sitting across from each other, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing. This is the unique Wujiang spiritual tea in the south, and it is juxtaposed with famous teas such as Xueyu Piaoxiang.

Behind him were two beautiful maids who served him carefully. It was the first time that Yu Wenjun was not used to being treated like this, but he was not overly flattered.

Many young girls around were subtly observing this noble young man from the imperial capital, and all they could do was whisper to each other.

It would be wrong to say that Yu Wenjun is a noble son, he was not born in a noble family, but the halo on his body makes him look like a noble son.

Murong Qiushui didn't wave slightly, and the woman with the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows brought the chess pieces.

"I heard that the young master's literary talents are very good. I want to talk with the young master for ten rounds, and I hope that the young master will not hesitate to enlighten me."

They have all come to other people's territory, and he has to agree if he doesn't agree. The principle of doing whatever you want is the same everywhere.

However, it is also good to talk by hand, the best way to see the heart is to talk by hand.

(End of this chapter)