The Beauty’s Blade

In the legend, there is a kind of wine called "Drunk in a Thousand Days", which can make people drunk for a thousand days, but this is a legend after all. Yue Qingtan hadn't been drunk for thousands of years, but she didn't wake up the next day. The strength of the wine was too strong, and she was drunk for three days. These three days seem to be very long, but it is not enough to make a round trip between Qianbi Island and Lin'an Mansion. It seems very short, but it is enough to cause earth-shaking changes in the world.

Several masters of the Baidao Alliance hurriedly left, while Wei Xian, the left envoy of the Demon Cult, returned. This was a great blow to the righteous people of the rivers and lakes, but they were fortunate that the left envoy, Wei Xian, came back with injuries. He didn’t even have time to see everyone, so he hurriedly retreated. Up.

"Do you know why those people went back?" Fu Wanqing had a smile on her face, she let go of the snow-white homing pigeon in her hand, and walked to the edge of the bottomless cliff. Snowflakes are generally scattered in the cold mountain wind. Fu Wanqing didn't expect to get Yushengyan's answer at all, she chuckled again and said, "No matter how important this Clearwater Sect is, it can't be as important as the Central Plains Wulin. Besides, Yue Qingtan is willing to return the'Jade Guanyin'. You teach Wei Xian, the left envoy in the center, came back with injuries. It seems that he has encountered an opponent. As for your good senior sister, she may be secretly happy, she can take care of everything she is teaching."

"You did it?" Yu Shengyan raised his head and glanced at Fu Wanqing, then asked quietly.

"What do you think?" Fu Wanqing blinked and asked rhetorically.

Fu Wanqing is a person who must do what she says. Three months have passed, how could she not move at all?

"After three months, you will be free. You don't need to be by my side." Fu Wanqing looked at Yusheng's smoky and indifferent expression, and aroused a playful smile. "This last period of time may be in I spent time in the Bishui Sect. Will you follow me to the Chivalry Villa to get a thousand-year-old tortoise gall, or will I send someone to the Bishui Sect? Master Jade?"

"I'll go with you." Yu Shengyan responded without thinking. Her expression stiffened for a moment, her lips were pursed, her head lowered again, avoiding Fu Wanqing's charming eyes. Three months seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye. The empty heart is filled up unknowingly, how can I return to the original self? Yushengyan had changed, she had noticed it herself.

Fu Wanqing's delicate smile was proud, because of Yu Shengyan's words, she swept away the haze of parting. As usual, she sat in Yu Shengyan's arms, lazily like a contented little fox. Fu Wanqing did not forget Bijian, but at this moment, she didn't want to mention it. "Three months is too short, I really want to stay with you for the rest of my life, it's a pity..." Fu Wanqing didn't need to say everything, she thought both of them were very clear.

What a pity? Do you have the noise and fame of the world in your eyes? And there is only the cold forest in my heart? It's a pity that you have to compare swords with me. Only one of two people can live? What kind of people take jokes and teasing seriously? Yu Shengyan couldn't tell whether it was true or false. She pursed her lips, and suddenly pushed Fu Wanqing away. Without a word, she swept into the sword formation by the bamboo house like a puff of smoke. The sword blades collided with a clanging noise, awakening Fu Wanqing who had been in shock.

Yu Shengyan pushed herself away, something that had hardly happened. Fu Wanqing's eyes sank, and a few traces of displeasure flashed past. The footsteps of the people in the sword formation changed so fast that only an afterimage could be seen. Fu Wanqing couldn't see Yu Shengyan's face, but she faintly felt that this person seemed to be angry.

With a bang, the rope of a sword broke and fell to the ground.

The person in Yushengyan had floated out of the sword formation, and she stretched out a hand to catch a strand of hair that fell. Was a strand of hair cut off by a long sword for the first time in years? what does this mean? Her heart is not at peace anymore, she can no longer do nothing. Yu Shengyan closed his eyes, recalling the last step he had just made, and that incident suddenly flashed past Fu Wanqing's smile, a delicate and enthusiastic smile like a flame.

"Master Jade has a good posture." Fu Wanqing patted her palms, with a false smile on her lips.

Yu Shengyan opened her eyes, already sinking all the emotions in her heart. She turned around and said to Fu Wanqing: "I seem to understand your obsession with being a sword with me."

Yu Shengyan's eyes are very bright, which is different from the quietness of the past, it is a vivid look. Fu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, licked the corners of her lips, and asked with a smile: "Master Jade has figured it out, is he going to compete with me? It's not about winning or losing, but about life and death. Dead contest."

Yu Shengyan sighed suddenly, she shook her head and said: "No." This is a delicate and thorny rose, why does she stretch out her hand to pick it? The appearance of Fu Wanqing has disrupted her life. It is supposed to be opposite, why are they close? Fortunately, these three months will soon come to an end. A very light sigh came out of Yu Shengyan's lips, she didn't realize it, but Fu Wanqing heard it.

For whom is this stunned? Is it for the tragic fate of Bishui Sect? Or is it because of separation after three months? Fu Wanqing opened her hand, and the wind blew between her fingers, unable to hold her tightly. She looked at Yu Shengyan's expression, and suddenly felt a chill. At this time, she was also like a cold wind on a cliff. All the warmth disappeared in an instant, leaving only the indifferent estrangement from the first meeting.

"Yushengyan, you want to stay away from me?" Fu Wanqing whispered, but no one answered.

Sometimes, getting close and far away is a pain.

Who is Yushengyan? It is an opponent, a friend, and the only person in the world who can compare with himself. Fu Wanqing made such a noise, but there was a voice in her heart that was sweating violently. All this was far from enough. Fu Wanqing deliberately ignored the voice, and deliberately ignored the pain and unwillingness caused by the alienation of Yu Shengyan.

The sky is gloomy and the cold wind is icy, like a heavy snow is coming.

Fu Wanqing lay on the couch and slept, and the cold wind blowing in from the window made her shrank into a ball. Yu Shengyan pursed his lips, looked away from the book, and fell on Fu Wanqing's body. She seldom speaks at first, and because of deliberate estrangement these few days, she has not said a word with Fu Wanqing.

Fu Wanqing was very afraid of the cold. In the late autumn, she kept talking about the terrible winter cold and the need for someone to warm her cold hands.

She wore very thin clothes, because the quilt had fallen to the ground because of the tumbling.

Yu Shengyan's heart softened. He had reached the side of the couch and picked up the brocade to cover Fu Wanqing's body.

Folded eyebrows, trembling constantly in his sleep. Yu Shengyan touched her fingertips, and it was as cold as snow in the twelfth lunar month. She stood still for a long time, took off her shoes and socks, climbed onto the couch, and hugged Fu Wanqing, who had shrunk into a ball, in her arms. Fu Wanqing, who fell asleep, looked very obedient, without the slightest fierceness and publicity. She arched Yu Shengyan's chest, subconsciously looking for the warmest place.

This is the palace at the foot of the mountain, and it's easy to be disturbed by unknown people, but the wooden house on the mountain is colder after all. Yu Shengyan glanced at the man entering the hall coldly, and made a silent gesture.

Wei Xian has been in Bishui Sect for many years. He almost grew up watching Yu Shengyan. Apart from desertedness and alienation, he has never seen any expression on the face of the leader. This kind of warmth was revealed to a woman in the White Dao, Wei Xian was stunned for a long time before he recovered, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"What does Wei Zuozhu mean?" Yu Shengyan lowered his voice, somewhat displeased.

Wei Xian glanced at the sleeping Fu Wanqing, and said, "Master, please think twice. This woman is Fu Hui's single daughter. She will be the future leader of the Baidao Alliance. Besides, Lou Zuo was broken by her. Jin, she is the enemy of our Bishui Sect!"

Yu Shengyan shook his head, and responded softly, "It's not mine."

It was taught by Bishui, Lou Kexin, but she was not the one who made smoke.

Wei Xian murmured his lips and swallowed all the words. Yu Shengyan never cares about teaching things. If she is in the wooden hut on the mountain, Wei Xian will never bother. But when she stayed in the palace under the mountain a few times in an extremely rare occasion, Wei Xian would report all the big and small things in the teaching one by one, but it is a pity that the leader has always been unintentional.

"Will Wei Zuozhu still go back to heal his injuries?" Yusheng squeezed cigarettes, and asked coldly, clearly meaning to chase off the guests. Even if this man has been teaching for many years, even if he had been his father's right-hand man, he was nothing more than a stranger to himself.

"Subordinates have something to report." Wei Xian wrinkled his eyebrows and continued, "There is a new force in the rivers and lakes called the'Wuji Palace'. They are not like the Baidao Alliance, and they are against our Bishui Sect. The shops and small schools that belong to our Bishui Sect, or belong to the Baidao Alliance, have all been branded as the Promise Palace. The woman she met this time is called the "Wuji Empress", and her skill is very powerful."

"Yeah." Yusheng nodded faintly, not paying attention at all.

Wei Xian sighed, and finally withdrew from the palace.

The Promise Empress, this is a name I heard when I was in Jiangnan.

It seems that Liu Zhishang and Yang Yifei and others hurriedly returned to Jiangnan because all the small schools under his control had rebelled.

Yu Shengyan gave a chuckle, staring down at Fu Wanqing's peaceful face.