Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 67

Turning her head to look around at the people from all over the world who still hadn't dispersed, Bi Zhu couldn't help but see a flash of contempt in her eyes.

"Get out of the way, don't block Miss Ben's way." Lifting the gauze skirt, she walked to the center of the bridge corridor and said coldly to the group of people in front.

Most of the participants in the military exhibition this time were men, and many of them were already well-known in the Jianghu. It was a bit embarrassing to be yelled at by a little girl in such an impolite and cold voice.

The middle-aged man standing in front of Bizhu was about to get angry, but he saw Feng Qingzi behind Bizhu looking at him with a half-smile.Thinking of the scene of Feng Qinghan and Xuanyuan Yuewu saving people yesterday, and the way they dealt with Lin Hu just now, he couldn't help feeling a little afraid of Bi Zhu and the others.

Although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he still quietly retreated to the side, making way for Bi Zhu.

Seeing these people's bullying and fearful appearance, the contempt in Bi Zhu's eyes deepened a bit.

"Prodigal son, let's go." Called Feng Qingzi behind him, ignoring his slightly gloomy face, turned around and pulled his wrist, and walked away directly through a group of people.

"Appreciating lotuses in the water seems to be more interesting." Walking at the end, Ye Lingmo lightly shook the jade fan in his hand, looked at Lin Hu in the water, glanced at the people in the rivers and lakes all around, and said with a meaningful smile.

The people in the rivers and lakes around were not fools, so they naturally recognized the warning tone in Ye Lingmo's words.If anyone dared to take Xuanyuan Yuewu's idea again, Lin Hu in the water would be their end.

The red clothes fluttered, reflecting the white gauze all over the bridge, making it even more dazzling.

By the time the people on the bridge had recovered, Ye Lingmo's figure had already arrived at the other end of the long bridge, walking slowly towards a pavilion on the left side of the lake.

The Jianghu people on the bridge knew that these people were not something they could provoke, and each walked towards the gazebo on the lake with their own thoughts.

Their purpose is Ting Xuejian, if they lose their lives in vain before seeing Ting Xuejian, they are not willing to do such a loss-making business.

Moreover, the identities of Xuanyuan Yuewu and the others were unknown, and they had never been seen in Jianghu at all, as if they appeared out of nowhere.

If they came here for Ting Xuejian, they must not be opponents, if not, if they can win them over, it would be a way to win Ting Xuejian.

"Please choose your favorite gazebo to sit in. After fifteen minutes, the martial arts tournament will officially begin." Just as everyone was walking on the long bridge quietly with their own thoughts, the crisp female voice resounded across the lake again.

The red figure walked through layers of lotus leaves, stepped on the water, and stood firmly in the center of the competition platform.Looking up at the people from the rivers and lakes in the gazebo on the lake, he bowed to them, and suddenly smiled, his sleeves danced lightly, and the long sword in his hand fluttered, and how many people's eyes were confused by the sword dance.

"Hongxue, the number one dancer in the world, really lives up to her reputation." Looking at the red shadow on the competition stage, a flash of approval flashed in Feng Qingzi's eyes.

A legendary woman who was famous all over the world almost at the same time as Gong Panyan, the number one luthier in the world, but the end of both of them is a bit regrettable.One withdrew from the rivers and lakes, and the other went to a foreign country, but they didn't expect to meet here at the same time a few years later.

"Sure enough, he is a prodigal son." Sitting opposite him, Bi Zhu gave him a contemptuous look, then turned her head to one side, and fiddled with the flower branches in her hand.

Looking at Bizhu helplessly, Feng Qingzi cast Xuanyuan Yuewu a look for help, but what she got was her indifferent look.But why did he feel that there was a faint smile in the depths of his eyes?

Sighing lightly, he shifted his gaze to the competition stage again, only to see that Hongxue had put away her long sword, bowed to the crowd again, and jumped out. The red figure flitted across the lake, like It was like a red blood swallow, and after only a few ups and downs, it disappeared into the willow color.
"Now I announce that the martial arts tournament has officially started. May I ask which hero is willing to be the first to accept the challenge from others?" After Hongxue left the martial arts arena, Taoist Qingsong suddenly appeared behind the martial arts arena and listened to the snow. On the platform of the sword.

His eyes swept across the many gazebos in the middle of the lake, and a voice with a bit of vicissitudes slowly sounded on the lake.

"I'll do it." After a while of silence, a man with a big knife leaped out of a pavilion in front of the martial arts arena. fell on the competition platform.

"Which brother is willing to come up and give you some advice?" He bowed towards Taoist Qingsong, and saw that he retreated to the high platform behind the competition platform, then he put his long knife on the ground in front of him, and looked at the many gazebos on the lake , asked loudly.

A white figure suddenly flew out from a pavilion on the right side of the lake, the slender figure tapped lightly on the lotus leaf in the middle of the lake, jumped, and landed on the competition platform.

Xuanyuan Yuewu and the others looked up, only to see that although the man only looked to be in his early twenties, half of his gray hair was already white.A somewhat delicate face with intertwined scars, at first glance, it is very frightening.

"It turns out to be the young hero Fengling from Dongchuan. I have heard of your name for a long time, and I can finally ask you a few moves today." With a sneer, he tightly held the big knife in his hand, and said to Feng Ling on the opposite side.

(End of this chapter)