The Legend of Shushan Xuanjian

Chapter 243 The Shuangjiao Showdown
Looking at the rain and the clouds are broken, Pinglan is quietly watching the autumn light.The evening scene is bleak and sparse, which can move Song Yu's sadness.The water and the wind are light, the apple blossoms are getting old, the moon dew is cold, and the leaves are yellow.Feeling hurt.Where is the old man, the smoke and water are vast.

——Excerpt from "Jade Butterfly·Looking at the Rain, Collecting Clouds and Broken Clouds" by Liu Yong (Song Dynasty)
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At the juncture of life and death, I heard the sound of jingling bells coming from my ears.The sound was vast and desolate, and the scene of lonely smoke in the desert and melodious camel bells seemed to appear in everyone's eyes.This melody of the Western Regions is completely incompatible with the pipa, which destroys the rhythm of the sound Gu, and interrupts the resonance of the Gu caster to the heart of the Gu recipient.

Everyone woke up from the trance and hurriedly took care of their minds.Although his body was as limp as mud, he escaped the fatal blow of the sound Gu.

Fang Shuliu let out a long breath and turned his head to look, only to see the bewitching Huren Highness dancing barefoot, twisting her slender and seductive waist, her fingers fluttering on top of her head like flower petals, and the purple golden bells on her wrists and ankles are dancing Make a melodious sound.

Fang Shuliu was surprised why this person was not affected by sound Gu.But fortunately so, our own side will not be completely wiped out.Otherwise, man is a knife and I am a fish.The famous name of the first life was buried here.

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On the street at this time, the moonlight is lonely, the music is melodious, and it seems romantic, but the actual situation is more dangerous and cruel than the killing field of swords and swords.Murderous intent looms in the music, and if one is not careful, the lives of these martial arts masters will be taken away.

The pipa is graceful, and the camel bell is long.

On the one hand, the setting sun is cold and the mountains are cold, and the hunting horses are returning;

The Mingqin is smart, and the Qiang flute is wide.

For a while, the north wind blows the ground and the white grass breaks, and it snows in August; for a while, a field of spring leeks is green, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant.

Jiangnan Misty Rain vs. Gobi Sky.The water hugs the lonely city, and the clouds open far away.The tide ebbs and flows, the wind rises and the sun slant.

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The charming beard girl danced faster and faster, and her dance steps became bigger and bigger. The music played by the bells also transformed into a cheerful Kucha singing and dancing.

Just listening to the sound of "Zheng", the pipa strings broke.

The black mist gradually dissipated, and a woman in white sari sat cross-legged on the roof of the carriage, holding a pipa on her back, with blood on the corners of her mouth and unwilling eyes.Fang Shuliu's judgment was correct, this person was the slim and delicate singer in the lobby of the wine shop in the evening.

The white sari was gentle and elegant, and asked: "How do you know how to break my sound Gu?"

Charming Hu Nu's voice was low and smoky, she smiled disdainfully, and said: "The singing and dancing of Kucha is unparalleled in the world, how can it be compared with your music from the Middle Earth!"

The white sari woman dimpled and smiled, and got out of the car. She was blessed and said: "Be taught, be taught, my sister is not talented, but she still has a skill, please teach me!"

The charming beard girl smiled and said, "I don't dare to call you sister. According to the texture of the corners of your eyes, elder sister, I'm afraid I'm a few years younger than you!"

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One of the two is as delicate as a spring, the other is as beautiful as a flower. They exchanged polite greetings and courteous manners. People who don't know may think they are best friends or cousin sisters.

The lady in white sari stretched out her long sleeves, revealing two icy daggers, and said with a smile, "My younger sister has a 'phoenix dance and neon dress' trick. She can take someone's head while talking and laughing. Please give me some advice."

The charming bearded girl showed no sign of weakness, lifted her cloak, and took out a golden machete from the black hunting suit.I saw that this knife is very ornately decorated, the guard is made of silver and gold-plated, the handle is made of black rhinoceros horn, and the sheath head and sheath mouth of the scabbard are made of gold engraving.The handle and scabbard are inlaid with a string of jewels such as red coral, turquoise, red sapphire, etc.Before the knife is out of its sheath, you know that it is extremely expensive.

The white sari man covered her mouth with a smile and said, "My sister's knife is so extravagant and pompous, it's really oppressive. If my younger sister accidentally cut off a few jewels, wouldn't my sister have to spend the whole night searching in the dark on the road? Hehe .”

Charming Hu Nu slowly drew out the scimitar, and saw that the blade was covered with various patterns, like flowing clouds and flowing water, which was extremely beautiful.Its veins are like silk weave, with dazzling luster.

The charming Hu girl smiled and said: "A few precious gems and beautiful jade are lost as soon as they are lost. It's nothing. The elder sister is so soft and charming, I don't know how many men love him. I am also afraid that the elder sister will lose her arms and legs accidentally, and scare her away. Those crazy bees and butterflies around you."

After finishing speaking, he took out a gauze scarf and threw it into the air. The gauze gently floated in the air and fell slowly.The charming bearded girl pulled out her scimitar and swung it at the scarf, splitting the almost weightless scarf in half in the air, and gently floated to the ground.

"What a sharp knife!" Fang Shuliu and others were shocked. "This is the legendary Uzi steel knife!"

The white sari looked pale, but soon returned to normal.With a stare, it floated over the head of the charming beard like a white cloud.

The Charming Beard Girl was also unambiguous. With a wave of her hand, the scimitar was like a crescent moon, drawing a strange arc, and slashing at the white saris.

The white sari stabbed dozens of times in the air, like lightning flashing, shining eyes.The charming bearded woman remained unmoved, relying on the sharpness of the scimitar, without dodging or evading, using offense instead of defense, and directly hit the vital point of the white sari.The arc of the scimitar is extremely delicate, implying some kind of mathematics in the world, the most curved part of the scimitar is also the most powerful point of attack.

In this fight, Bai Sari regretted a bit, she was too arrogant, and now she was in mid-air, it was inconvenient to dodge, so she could only fight head-on.

With a sound of "dang", the dagger and scimitar collided, sparks flew everywhere.

With the force of the shock, the white sari turned over and fell back to the ground.Looking at the dagger in his hand, the tip of the sword was cut off a little, and he couldn't help but feel secretly depressed.These two daggers of my own also have a lot of origin, they are refined from snow mountain ice soul.It is also quite distressing to be destroyed as soon as it is shot.

The white sari woman forcibly suppressed the negative emotions in her heart, her steps were light, she was dressed in a long veil, dancing lightly, her body was like flying on water, she was truly graceful, and she slid in front of the charming beard girl in an instant.The two daggers on the left and right, one in front and the other in the back, pierced Hu Nu's throat.

Hu Nu turned away, and with the force of the rotation, she slashed towards the void.

It is difficult for outsiders to understand why Hu Nu didn't attack the Bai Sari, but in the eyes of the Bai Sari, the knife was slashing at the direction where she was about to attack, breaking the coherence of her two moves.If you don't retreat, it's equivalent to jumping on Hu Nu's blade.

The white sari stopped her steps.

Just as Hu Nu smiled contemptuously, the white sari raised her hands, and the two daggers rushed towards Hu Nu's throat like flying knives.

This move was unexpected, Hu Nu turned her back to the sky, and an iron bridge will avoid these two daggers.

The dagger spun around and flew back into the hands of the white sari.

Only then did Hu Nu discover that there was a thin transparent spider thread between the white sari man's wrist and the dagger.Relying on this spider silk, the white sari woman calmly manipulated the two daggers like her arms.

Hu Nu suddenly accelerated and attacked the white sari woman like a tornado. The scimitar was like a thunderbolt, slashing and killing with one whirlwind after another.The saber air is dry, hot and sharp, like a sandstorm entrained with gravel.

The white sari was caught in a sandstorm that filled the sky in an instant, in a dilemma.

The white sari hated her greatly: "This charming girl does not know what kind of treasure she is carrying, not only is she not bewildered by the magic spell, she is not afraid of her own sound gu."

It is precisely because of this that, even if she is so passive, the white sari does not dare to easily use her housekeeping skill - the illusion of dementia, in case she cannot cast the spell and is backlashed by the dementia.

But relying on martial arts alone, it is difficult to gain the upper hand.I don't know why the help I received has not come for some reason. If things go on like this, I am afraid that something will happen.It is not as good as the 36 plan to go.

The strategy is certain, and the moves of the white saris will change accordingly, slowly retreating, gradually moving away from the eye of the storm.

At this moment, Hu Nu slashed with a knife, powerful and fierce, and the white sari was secretly happy, and the other dagger was cut off in a desperate effort. With this power, she flew backwards like a kite with a broken thread.It seems to be in a mess, but in fact, he is stealing the day and taking advantage of the situation to escape.

　reference poem

　　1. Nalan Xingde (Qing Dynasty) in "Bodhisattva Man·Three Thousand Miles of Yellow Clouds and Zisai"

　　Huang Yunzi is three thousand miles away, and crows rise from the west bank of the female wall.The setting sun is cold in the mountains, and Xiao Xiao hunts the horse back.

　　I can't hear the sound of the scorpion, and the city is dark in the night sky.Qiu Meng does not return home, and the broken lights fall into broken flowers.

　　2,

　　Ge Changgeng (Song Dynasty) "Water Melody Getou: Spring on the River and Mountains Far Away"

　　The mountains are far away in the spring on the river, and the clouds are long in the evening below the mountains.Staying with each other and seeing each other off, sometimes seeing Shuangyan language Fengmao.There are thousands of flowers flying everywhere, looking back at the old people thousands of miles away, and worrying about the wine.Going back to the front road of Yanfeng, the smoke trees are green.

　　The sound of leakage is residual, the lamp flame is short, and the smell of horseshoes.Floating clouds and catkins cast their shadows towards Xiaoxiang.How many winds and moons, meandering the ends of the earth, and the dream of the soul is also desolate.It's spring and dusk again, speechless to the setting sun.

　　3. Cen Shen (Tang Dynasty) "Bai Xuege Sends Judge Wu Back to Beijing"
　　The north wind blows the ground and the white grass turns, and Hu Tian snows in August.

　　Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed.

　　Spread into the bead curtain and wet the curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade is thin.

　　The generals couldn't control their horns and bows.

　　. . . . .

　　4. "Apricot Curtain in Look" by Cao Xueqin
　　Apricot curtain invites guests to drink, and there is a villa in Wangwang.

　　Water chestnut goose, mulberry elm and swallow beam.

　　A bed of spring chives is green, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant.

　　There is no hunger and hunger in the prosperous age, so why bother with farming and weaving.

　　5. Wang Guowei in "Flare in the Court · Water Embracing the Lonely City"
　　The water hugs the lonely city, the clouds open far away, and the weeping willows are dotted with crows.The evening tide is just falling, and the sun is shining on the sand.The white bird goes leisurely, outside Tingzhou, there are infinite reeds.When the westerly wind blows, the flowers fly like snow, and the sails slowly recede.

　　At the end of the world, remembering the old days, Xiangchen follows the horse, and the moon peeks at the car.In the mirror of gradual autumn, the years are secretly changing.Even if the strip is unharmed, it will be a shame to climb and break it again.What kind of person, a corner of Zhulou, lonely and leaning on the disabled
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