The Beauty’s Blade

The fifteenth moon is very round, like a silver plate hanging in the sky, and the stars are also eclipsed by this light.

But now it’s not the reunion festival, but it’s already September.

The bleak wind swept across the eaves of the forests, leaving behind the sound of hula hula.

The stone bench is very cold, a kind of piercing cold. Fu Wanqing had to wait until the maid put on a thick fur cushion before Fu Wanqing would sit down. Martial arts practitioners shouldn't be afraid of the cold, but Fu Wanqing is not, because she doesn't bother to mobilize her innocent energy to warm her limbs. She is smiling, and she is still sighing. She looked at the full moon, and suddenly thought of the cold winter, the stove was not hot enough, what she needed was a fire to warm her body.

Fu Wanqing looked down at her hands and said leisurely: "The moonlight tonight is very good."

Yushengyan nodded, she was still faint like a mist of mist.

Fu Wanqing didn't expect to hear anything from her. She slowly raised her head and cast her eyes to the gloomy woods. There was a faint noise, and several birds were startled to fly, like a stream of light gliding across the secluded sky.

Yu Shengyan had long noticed that someone was on the tree, but she did not move. Where there is Fu Wanqing, she doesn't need any action. She didn't understand why this person kept her, and she didn't want to know why. For her, it was just a change from the forest to a slightly lively place. If she wants to, she can block all noisy movements.

A sharp whistle cut through the sky.

The disciples of Chivalry Villa seemed to fall into a deep sleep without any reaction. A lightning-fast figure swept down from the treetop. His ability to hide his figure was very high. He moved quickly, but he couldn't escape the eyes of the two women here. No one did it, everything was quiet, as if the third person should have been here. The man in black hides in the black clothes, and the black clothes is wrapped in the black night. There is no murderousness on his body. His eyes rushed over Yu Shengyan's body. His knees softened, but it was Fu Wanqing's. Kneel forward.

It turned out to be from Chivalrous Villa, Yu Shengyan sighed in his heart, but in the next instant, her brows frowned. What does it matter who this person is? She has no reason to care about this matter, her heart should be like a deep stream of water, calm without any waves.

Fu Wanqing spoke, and she only said one word, that one, which showed her superior posture to the fullest. Yu Shengyan didn't want to inquire into their words. After Fu Wanqing finished speaking, she blocked her hearing. Her helpless gaze suddenly caught Fu Wanqing's face, and she couldn't live without it anymore. Fu Wanqing's posture is very similar to her senior sister Lou Kexin, but she lacks something in her body, probably because of her birth, and her bones are always engraved with humbleness. After her legs were abolished by Fu Wanqing, her arrogance and violent humiliation were completely revealed.

Fu Wanqing was like a fire, a fire burning with an extremely gorgeous posture.

At this moment, Yu Shengyan was instinctively aware of the danger.

The wrist was strangled, and the man in black didn't know when he left.

Fu Wanqing’s face was filled with a bright smile, her lips moved, and she said: “The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and the courtyard is very quiet.”

Yes, it's quiet.

Everything returned to silence, and only the sound of nature was in my ears.

The arena is very unstable.

It was just one night, and there was another **** storm in the arena.

In the inn outside Yangzhou, a big man in short clothes slammed the bowls and chopsticks on the table. He stepped on the stool with one foot and said strangely: "Jianghu, if you can be calm, then don't call it. Rivers and lakes!" After shouting this sentence, he sat down again if nothing had happened, and picked up a big bowl of drinking, as if the sentence just didn't burst from his mouth. There was a big knife on the right hand of the big man, five iron rings were strung on his head, and it ran into a clanking sound.

Fu Wanqing sat at the corner behind the pillar with a smile on her mouth. It stands to reason that children from a family like her would not appear in this shabby and noisy small inn, but she just appeared. No one could guess Fu Wanqing's mind. "Do you know what happened in Jianghu recently?" Fu Wanqing glanced at Yushengyan who was sitting silently, and asked with a smile.

She originally wanted to answer by herself, but Yu Shengyan just spoke up.

"Two major incidents were the killing of Lu Qi by the skillful hand. It is rumored that Yu Guanyin contained the secret of the treasure map; the Tianjimen brothers, Huaqiang, were only for a woman who claimed to be the third son of unknown origin." All these things are Yu Shengyan leaving. On the way to Chivalry Villa, I heard what the past quakers said.

Fu Wanqing smiled and replied: "Yes, these two major events are enough to disturb the otherwise uneasy rivers and lakes."

Only Yu Shengyan heard what Fu Wanqing said, but her laughter made everyone in the inn turn their heads to look at her. There are either admiration or greed in his eyes, and occasionally a few disdainful eyes.

Two beautiful women appeared in a dilapidated inn without any man by their side.

This alone is enough to make those stinky men fanciful.

Those with a bit of vision can still hold on to them, but those who are so heart-stricken can't wait for their eyes and hands to stick to the two women. There was a jingle, and the man in short clothes stood up. As a swordsman, he never forgets his sword. He was just afraid that his ferocious appearance would startle the little lady at the next table, he hesitated for a while, and threw the knife down.

The man in the short coat smiled, his halberd-like beard trembled with the flesh of his face, two rows of jagged teeth were also exposed, looking terrifying: "Where are the two little ladies going? Can someone deliver it on the road?"

The voice of the big man in the short coat just fell, and a small man jumped out, looking thin like a monkey. He just stretched out his hand and gave him the big man in the short coat who looked stout. . "The little lady might as well go with me." He squinted and touched one of his little beards. The man in short clothes lost face in front of the beauty, and immediately became furious. He picked up a big knife and slammed at the little man.

With a bang, the stool was split in half by a huge force, and the small monkey-like man had already jumped into the distance, stroking his beard and smiling slightly. Suddenly there was a fight in the inn. Xiao Er and the shopkeeper had already oiled their feet and took advantage of the opportunity to run away. Those timid people also ran away without a trace. Only a group of people from the rivers and lakes were watching the excitement here. Perhaps, they are still thinking about the heroes to save the United States in due time and win the hearts of the beautiful women.

Fu Wanqing didn't even deliver a look to those people.

Her heart became excited because of Yu Shengyan's words, her eyes could speak, and it was just a turning point that could hook out the heart and soul of people. The inn is more lively, and there are more than two people fighting. As for the two women who caused the sensation, no one noticed that they had drifted away.

"Who is the woman in the red dress?" someone finally got out of the chaotic battle and asked.

"It seems to be Miss Fu from Chivalrous Villa!" Someone finally recognized it.

After the strange silence, there was a burst of emotion and sorrow.

Walking slowly on the streets of the small town, as if he was interested in everything, Fu Wanqing walked around here and looked there. He even bought a bead flower from a small vendor and inserted it on the sideburns of Yushengyan. These vulgar things shouldn't be there, as this would destroy the beauty of Yushengyan. Fu Wanqing looked a little angry at her, but she didn't allow her to take down the things she personally presented.

Fu Wanqing suddenly said: "Lu Qi's skillful hands should be able to make a bead flower that suits you, but he is dead." Yu Shengyan did not answer, but Fu Wanqing raised her head and laughed, with that laughter. What is conveyed in this is a kind of indifference to the extreme.

Yu Guanyin raised her eyes, and she took out an ugly bamboo whistle from her arms: "For you."

Taking advantage of Fu Wanqing's stunned moment, she stuffed the bamboo whistle into Fu Wanqing's hands.

"Give it to me." Fu Wanqing carried the bamboo whistle in her arms as if she was holding some precious treasure, she smiled happily.

This thing seems to be incomparable to Jade Guanyin.

Yu Guanyin, lost from the hands of Kansai No. 1 Darts a year ago.

Only Ma San knew it was in Miss Fu's hands, but he was dead. A dead person cannot speak.

Where is Jade Guanyin? What secret is hidden in Jade Guanyin? This is what people in the rivers and lakes want to know most today.

"Fortunately, it didn't fall into Miss Fu's hands, otherwise this matter would be tricky."

"It would be nice if it was sent to the Chivalrous Villa, so that I can come to propose marriage. I have Miss Fu and Yu Guanyin."

"You said that Lu Qi would die if he died, why did he leak such a news?"

"Treasure map, treasure, who doesn't want to be famous, who doesn't want money?"

...

Various voices rang in Fu Wanqing's ears.

No one doubts that Yu Guanyin will be in Fu Wanqing's hands.