The Beauty’s Blade

Lou Kexin didn't expect Yu Shengyan to respond like this. After a while, she smiled and said, "Since you are the guests brought back by my leader, then come with me."

There is only one tortuous road on this island, and the surrounding forests are full of miasma. Once you enter, you will never be able to get out easily. The stone path covered with moss, guarded two clear water teachers every half a mile, they held the sword motionless, like a dead person.

The exquisite palace is like an imperial palace. On the plaque, the three big characters of Bishuijiao were swayed, and a wild breath was quite compelling. This main hall is the place where the protectors of the Bishui Sect discuss business affairs. Along the winding corridor, the White Dao knights are directly led to the back of the main hall. There is a large garden with a row of houses on the left and right sides, hanging over the corridor. The paper lanterns in the front swing from side to side in the cold wind.

Fu Wanqing followed Yu Shengyan and didn't stop until she passed through the garden. The apse was built along a steep cliff, and when you look at it from a distance, there seems to be a house on the top of the misty mountain. Fu Wanqing raised her head and sighed, Yu Shengyan really has nothing to do with the world. If she were to live on the cut-off mountain cliff, she would be crazy sooner or later. After walking for nearly a thousand steps, the house was also close in front of him, but closer than that house was an invisible cliff. In the cloud, only one iron chain swayed from side to side.

Yu Shengyan lightly leaped to the chain, and she looked ahead as if she was walking on the ground.

Fu Wanqing was on this side of the cliff, her eyes rolled, she hooked the chain abruptly and shook it vigorously. Yu Shengyan's footsteps didn't stop, she didn't even look back, just walked forward. A white robe was hidden in the lingering clouds, like a flying fairy. Boring! Fu Wanqing murmured and stepped on the chain.

The whistling wind is in my ears.

Yushengyan was in front, it seemed very close, but also very far away.

Fu Wanqing lost her mind. She almost stepped on the air and fell into the cliff.

"Be careful!" Yu Shengyan's voice rang in his ears.

With a flash of God, the man had reached the other side of the cliff, his waist was tightly wrapped around him. Fu Wanqing smiled softly. She was about to say something when she was attracted by the cabin. The small wooden house was unremarkable, except that under the eaves there was a sharp sword swaying with the wind, making a ding-ding-dong-dong. Looking at the dangling sword, Fu Wanqing could almost imagine the scene of Yu Shengyan shuttled through the sharp sword to practice martial arts.

The layout of the house is very simple, with one bed, one table and one stool, and there are few other extras.

"Very few people come here," Yu Shengyan said softly.

Fu Wanqing wiped the dust on the table and smiled lightly: "Under the mountain is a magnificent palace, and there is only a dilapidated wooden house on top. If you didn't know that you were the leader of the Bishui Sect, I thought you were Prisoners imprisoned here."

"Where isn't the cage?" Yusheng Yan answered lightly, and walked out of the house again.

One side is the undulating mountains, and the other side is the endless sea. The cold mountain breeze sent a bitter chill, Fu Wanqing tightened the tunic tightly, and quickly followed Yu Shengyan's steps.

There is not only one house on the top of the cliff. There is an old pine tree with strong branches on the side. When I got close to Fu Wanqing, I saw the small grave under the pine tree. The mottled stone tablet was empty and there was no word. Who is buried here? A trace of doubt arose in Fu Wanqing's heart, and Yu Shengyan opened his mouth before asking any questions.

"The one buried here is my Aunt Lou Lan, who is my senior sister's master. I once promised her that she will not hurt my senior sister's life."

"You brought me here to tell me that Lou Kexin can't kill?" Fu Wanqing's expression cooled down, she said lightly, "You promised her, not I promised her. Now you really want to protect her. Okay, why did you let her leave Bishuijiao and compete with me three years ago? If I hadn't let her go by then, I'm afraid it would have died away.

"That was my fault. I couldn't stop her, so I wanted to find the last medicine for her." Yu Shengyan said softly with her eyebrows gathered.

If Yu Shengyan hadn't spoken, Fu Wanqing would have almost forgotten it.

Yushengyan was willing to stay by his side for three months, just for the thousand-year turtle gall that was hidden in the Chivalrous Villa.

Who is it that teased whom? Who is it that confused whom?

Fu Wanqing smiled coldly: "The three-month period is up, and I will give you the millennium tortoise gall." She stretched out her hand and raised Yu Shengyan's chin, staring at her calm face, suddenly Cramping. The inexplicable emotion was swelling, and her hand tightened tighter and tighter until she pinched a red mark. Fu Wanqing closed her hand abruptly, she raised her head and smiled, and walked away in Yu Shengyan's puzzled eyes.

In the misty clouds, the red clothes are intensely beautiful.

"Miss Fu." Yu Shengyan rubbed her eyes and called out helplessly. Seeing Fu Wanqing's footsteps did not stop, she hurriedly chased after her, strangled her wrist, and shouted, "Fu Wan clear!"

"What!" Fu Wanqing let out angrily.

Her expression is like a child with a twist.

Yu Shengyan sighed, she held Fu Wanqing's hand in her palm and looked at her quietly.

Fu Wanqing didn't understand what Yu Shengyan wanted to do, but she knew her heart. Yu Shengyan's eyes are extremely easy to sink.

She is Yu Shengyan, the only person in the world who can stand by your side with Fu Wanqing.

As Fu Wanqing read these words, her heartbeat speeds up suddenly.

"Yushengyan, you..." Before Fu Wanqing could finish her sentence, her chin was pinched. Yu Shengyan’s eyes were deep and focused. Under this look, it seemed that he was burned by a ball of fire from beginning to end. Fu Wanqing’s face began to show a blush, and the anger that settled in his heart slowly The ground turned into shame.

The heartbeat is fast, but the breathing is slow.

Yu Shengyan kissed the corners of her kiss Fu Wanqing's lips. When Fu Wanqing thought she was leaving, her tongue slammed in and opened the closed jaw. The warm breath slapped on his face, and the faint fragrance of orchids lingered around him. The ground under her feet seemed to collapse in an instant. She didn't have a place to rely on. She could only stretch out her hand to wrap Yu Shengyan's waist and follow her to sink and fall together.

"What are you doing?" Fu Wanqing breathed a little bit smoothly against Yu Shengyan's forehead. One of her hands had already grasped Yu Shengyan's skirt, she asked lowly. She never explained a sentence or two to Yu Shengyan when doing such things, she only moved according to her mood. My feet are soft and heart-pounded, I have never felt this strong before. She asked, expecting Yu Shengyan's answer faintly in her heart.

There was also a red tide on Yu Shengyan's face. She smiled faintly, and stretched out her hand to wipe the silver thread from the corner of Fu Wanqing's lips. Fu Wanqing lowered her eyebrows and concealed some disappointment. She stretched out her hand and flattened Yushengyan's clothes.

"Not everything can be calculated." Fu Wanqing sighed lowly, "I don't want to be a perfidious villain in front of you, but now it seems that I have to do this." She His hand pressed Yu Shengyan's chest. Yu Shengyan didn't have any defenses, what if it was a sharp sword? "Why do you trust me and have no defense against me?" Fu Wanqing withdrew her hand and asked.

"I don't know." Yu Shengyan shook his head and said softly.

Fu Wanqing snorted and laughed: "Actually, you don't care about anything. In your eyes, there is no life and no death. Yu Shengyan, your martial arts is very good, but you must not be my opponent with bare hands."

Yu Shengyan stared at Fu Wanqing, and sighed quietly after a long time: "Why are you so persistent?"

Fu Wanqing smiled lightly and said, "Then why are you so firm?"

Each has its own persistence, each has its own way to go, both of them understand in their hearts.

Fu Wanqing found that she had reached a desperate situation, and there was no way forward.

"If I didn't guess wrong, those old men from the Baidao Alliance also secretly sent a master to sneak into the Bishui Cult. They have always wanted to kill the Demon Cult. The'Jade Guanyin' was sent to the Bishui Cult by Yue Qingtan, but in the end it will still fall. Back to the hands of Chivalrous Villa." Fu Wanqing said suddenly, "Although Lou Kexin is your Bishui Cult, she may not convince you. She sees hatred in your eyes, and Wei Xian is still there at this time. Jiangnan, your situation is a bit dangerous."

"She should hate me." Yu Shengyan curled her mouth and smiled helplessly, "Aunt Lou Lan died under my sword, although it was her own request."

Fu Wanqing was surprised, but she didn't expect this to happen.

"The evil spirit in the sword is too heavy. If you kill too much, you will fall into the magical way. Aunt Lou Lan couldn't control her murderous*, and she lost a lot of lives under her hands. She said that she had abolished her martial arts countless times, but Still can't do it, she kills people, kills the righteous people, and also kills the disciples in the education. She is called the devil. A person who is immersed in the killing, rarely wakes up, she begged me to do it. "

Fu Wanqing asked, "Is that why you don't want to draw your sword?"

Yushengyan nodded, and replied, "Yes, not all."

Fu Wanqing asked again: "Why can't you see any guilt or sadness in your expression? How to say, she died under your sword."

Yu Shengyan blinked and said, "It was Aunt Lou Lan's own plea. I was relieved for her. What's wrong?"

Fu Wanqing was silent, and after a long time, she laughed.

She Fu Wanqing is a ruthless person, isn't Yu Shengyan? Are two people like this a perfect match?