The wisdom is against the sky: people in Daqin, the maid Shao Siming

After all, although she and Bai Hehuai were not familiar with each other, Bai Hehuai was Ying Chen's maid after all.

Nangong Pushe naturally didn't want anything to happen to her.

Nangong Pushe's room was almost separated from Bai Hehuai's room by only a wall.

So after a while, Nangong Pushe had already arrived outside Bai Hehuai's courtyard.

Just a light jump.

Without attracting anyone's attention, Nangong Pushe had already entered Bai Hehuai's yard.

Then, Nangong Pushe became extremely alert and lowered the sound of his footsteps.

At the same time, he held his hands on the hilts of his Xiudong and Chunlei swords.

Even though the footsteps were light.

But Ying Chen in the room just looked out the window inconspicuously and then stopped caring.

At this time, Nangong Pushe also followed the candlelight in the room and saw a figure lying by the window.

It is not difficult to see that the man is Bai Hehuai.

However, Nangong Pushe was a little confused.

　(Ma Zhaohao) He didn't understand why Bai Hehuai stuck his head out of the window.

And the expression on his face, he was clearly frowning slightly, but why were his eyes so full of obsession?

But the next second.

Her face instantly turned red and she let out a light "Pooh".

Because it wasn't just Bai Hehuai, she also saw Ying Chen.

And when she saw Ying Chen, she immediately understood what was going on.

"Master Ying Chen...really."

Nangong Pushe looked at Ying Chen with eyes full of reproach.

However, she did not leave immediately, but looked at Bai Hehuai curiously.

"Young Master promised to accompany me to pay tribute to my mother."

"And I promised you that I would give myself to you after I paid tribute to my mother."

"At that time..."

"Will I be played around by the young master like Bai Hehuai?"

Looking at the constantly changing things in Ying Chen's hands...

Nangong Pushe suddenly felt that his body was a little strange...

Chapter 184 Nangong Pushe in the Snow

The next day, early in the morning.

Ying Chen lay casually on the bed.

Bai Hehuai was lying on his chest, his cheeks flushed and breathing heavily.

I tilted my head slightly and looked at the heavy snow outside the window and the bright sky.

Bai Hehuai couldn't help but plead to Ying Chen.

"Sir, let's go to sleep?"

Ying Chen lowered his head slightly and looked at Bai Hehuai.

At this moment, her whole body was covered with sweat.

It was as if he had just walked back in the heavy rain without an umbrella.

At the same time, he looked at Bai Hehuai, pleading in his eyes, "Okay."

Hearing Ying Chen's agreement, Bai Hehuai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, sir~"

After saying that, she closed her eyes feeling extremely tired.

At the same time, he couldn't help but mutter, "The one stick of incense mentioned in the book is all nonsense."

"Whoever believes it will be fooled. It has caused me so much trouble..."

At this time, Ying Chen heard Bai Hehuai's muttering and smiled faintly without explaining.

After all, he practiced the Great Sun Golden Body Technique so diligently that his body has even become indestructible.

How could he be the same as ordinary people? !

Even looking at Bai Hehuai who was somewhat doubting his life, Ying Chen couldn't help but have a hint of pride flash across his eyes.

However, at this time, Bai Hehuai could no longer see Ying Chen473's expression.

In just a short while, she fell into a deep sleep, breathing evenly.

It's not hard to see that she was indeed exhausted.

Seeing this, Ying Chen gently stroked her hair.

Bai Hehuai took a rest, but Ying Chen was not ready to rest.

He wanted to see Nangong Pushe today, and also go to Tingchaoting for a look.

Ying Chen has always been very interested in this "treasure house" that contains half of the martial arts in the Liyang martial arts world.

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Soon, Ying Chen put on his clothes and slowly pushed open the door.

Suddenly a cold wind blew, mixed with a few snowflakes and hit Ying Chen's body.

However, although Ying Chen was wearing thin clothes, he had his internal strength to protect him, so he did not feel cold at all.

Instead, he took a long breath, feeling the cool air penetrating his heart, and then he regained some of his spirit.

Then he stepped on the snow, making a creaking sound, and walked towards Nangong Pushe's room.

After a while, Ying Chen arrived at the gate of Nangong Pushe's courtyard.

As the wooden door was pushed open by Ying Chen.

The next second, he froze in place.

As far as the eye can see.

In the midst of the flying snow, there was a stunning woman in a pure white dress, looking as stunning as an ice and snow elf.

She held a pair of swords that flashed with cold light. The blades were as white as snow and the edges were extremely sharp.

He wielded the two swords skillfully, and the swords flashed like lightning, bringing up a gust of wind and snow.

As she "danced" with her steps, the flying snow rolled and danced around her, forming a beautiful storm.

Like an elf in the ice and snow, he displayed amazing swordsmanship.

Even the slender figure seemed to be looming in the flying snowflakes, like a dream.

It was as if time froze every time she swung the knife, and each blow could accurately shatter a snowflake.

Her two swords danced like blooming flowers, beautiful and deadly.

As her sword moved more and more fiercely,

At some point, the flying snow had condensed into a white vortex around her, obscuring her.

Only those eyes were still as bright as stars, revealing a hint of coldness and arrogance.

And who else could the person in front of him be other than Nangong Pushe? !

Looking at this beautiful scene, Ying Chen was actually reluctant to disturb it for a moment.

At this time, Nangong Pushe was noble and unique, giving people a sense of being otherworldly.

Decorated with flying snow, she is like a goddess descending to earth, fascinating and intoxicating. In the flying snow, she creates a beautiful picture.

Ying Chen stared at Nangong Pushe's figure intently.

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a long time.

The knife stopped, and the beautiful woman in the wind and snow slowly sheathed the knife.

Only then did Ying Chen come back to his senses from his astonishment and walked into the yard quietly.

Then, without Nangong Pushe noticing anything, he hugged her from behind.

Then he lowered his head and exclaimed in her ear.

"Nangong is worthy of being Nangong."

"Your swordsmanship is swift and precise, and every swing is full of power and speed."

“The movements are graceful, yet incredibly fast, making one feel as if they are in a bottomless abyss.”

Ying Chen couldn't help but marvel from the bottom of his heart.

In his impression, it seemed that apart from himself, there was really no one else whose martial arts talent could match that of Nangong Pushe.

Nangong Pushe was suddenly hugged by someone and instantly put his hands on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

At the same time, his eyes were filled with fierce murderous intent.

It seemed as if the person behind him would be split into two in the next second.

But when she heard Ying Chen's familiar voice, the murderous intent in her eyes disappeared instantly.

Instead, it turns into a faint tenderness.

Even the body that had been tense and ready to exert force softened at this moment.

It even gave Ying Chen an illusion.

If he hadn't held her, Nangong Pushe would have collapsed to the ground.

"Sir, when did you come?"

At this moment, Nangong Pushe felt Ying Chen's hands gently caressing his lower abdomen.

For a moment, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

At the same time, she subconsciously recalled what she saw last night.

Under the heavy snow, the white cranes along the window sill...

Just thinking about it made her body stiffen and she even stuttered when she spoke.

Ying Chen lowered his head, "Why, you don't welcome me?"

"How...how could that be? Of course...of course I want to see you, sir."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Pushe shook his head and spoke to Ying Chen in a low voice.

At the same time, he felt the hot breath hitting his ears while Ying Chen was speaking, and he trembled slightly.

Ying Chen looked at the nervous Nangong Pushe in front of him and his smile grew wider.

Then he gently pinched her chin and asked her to tilt her head up to face him.

Then Ying Chen slowly kissed her red lips.

Chapter 185 Nangong Pushe: Hey, mouth???

The snow was falling heavily, and the cool mountains were covered in silver.

In Nangong Pushe's courtyard, a loving couple was standing in the snow, hugging each other warmly.