The Beauty’s Blade

The news from the inn restaurant spread quickly, and the news from the kiln spread quickly.

It is a shameful charge to steal from guards. Yang Yifei, the head of the Weiyang Escort, couldn’t bear to swallow his anger. On the one hand, he went to the Chivalry Villa to make it clear with Fu Hui. On the other hand, he sent his son and daughter to Lin Anfu to find out and see who was slandering. They prestige the reputation of Escort.

This Lin'an Mansion is really getting more and more lively.

The chaotic the rivers and lakes, the happier Fu Wanqing will be.

A small flat boat sailed in the West Lake, and the withered weeping willows on both sides of the river were gently swaying in the setting sun.

Half of the sun wheel sank into the West Mountain, and the pavilion in the center of the lake was decorated with the gorgeous colors of the sunset, which looked beautiful.

Fu Wanqing stood on the bow of the boat with her arms folded, and she smiled softly: "I want to watch the snow in the Huxin Pavilion, but the winter is too cold, even if I hold the fox Qiuhefang, I feel cold. I listen. Talking about what the stove is for, the most useful thing is the human body temperature."

Yu Shengyan replied quietly: "People who practice martial arts should not be afraid of the cold winter and the heat."

Fu Wanqing curled her eyebrows and turned to face Yushengyan, her smile a little less. After spinning around the upright beauty a few times, he whispered: "Yushengyan, you are really boring, even more boring than the old masters in the school. What is the meaning of such a life?"

Yu Shengyan snorted and asked, "What's interesting? Like you, planning how to dismantle the Baidao Alliance? How do you deal with the demon cult?" Yu Shengyan shouldn't care about these things, but she said it out. , The words spoken could not be taken back anyway, her expression became a little more subtle, but she was still trying her best to maintain the calmness of her face. When did the stone thrown by Fu Wanqing cause a ripple? Yu Shengyan couldn't understand it, so she stopped thinking about it.

Fu Wanqing was startled, she did not expect Yu Shengyan to say such things. Her expression became weird, Yu Shengyan was really a strange person, and what she said was even more righteous than those who claim to be chivalrous generations. She is the leader of the Demon Cult, and the collapse of the Baidao Alliance should be happy, but she does not. "I'm going to deal with Bishuijiao, starting from Heishantang, are you going to stop me?"

Yu Shengyan said quietly: "If it is destroyed, it is their fate." Her words were very cold and ruthless. She didn't want Fu Wanqing to do these things, but if Fu Wanqing wanted to do it, she would not stop it. In the Bishui Sect, she, the leader, never needs to do anything, and all plans are set by the two guardians. To deal with Fu Wanqing, there are two guardians of his own. All she needs to do is to keep her promise and stay with Fu Wanqing for three months.

Fu Wanqing snorted softly, this kind of answer was in her expectation. Turning her eyes, she smiled and asked, "What if I want to kill that woman Lou Kexin?"

Yu Shengyan's expression changed a little, and she replied, "I won't let you kill Senior Sister."

Fu Wanqing sneered: "It seems that you still have someone who cares about it, and that's right. Otherwise, why would you travel thousands of miles to Yangzhou Mansion to ask for medicine for her." Fu Wanqing was originally just a joke. She was disdainful of her defeat, but Yushengyan's words rekindled her murderous intent, and she knew that this emotion of hers was called jealousy. In this world, no one is worthy of Yushengyan's eyes except for himself. "The more I can't, the more I will do. If I go to Bishuijiao to kill that woman, I will get out of my sleeve if I want to come. This is really a good way to inspire you to compete. Unfortunately, I still have more. Important things to do."

Yushengyan was silent.

Lou Kexin, she was chanting this name, but in her heart it was another person's face. She had already felt the murderous aura on Fu Wanqing, but she had promised to protect Lou Kexin. This is not personal, just because she is a person of great promise. Yu Shengyan originally wanted to explain, her lips moved slightly, her eyes became a little dazed before she could speak. What is this doing? Why do you want to explain to Fu Wanqing?

Fu Wanqing has an exquisite heart, and others can't understand her thoughts.

Yu Shengyan had a cold eye to see through the world, but she didn't want to see clearly.

How can you lack the sound of flute in the rivers and lakes?

Sobbing, whispering, and as a leaf of the boat approached, the sound of the flute gradually came to the front.

A beautiful girl in a blue dress rushed towards Fu Wanqing like a hungry tiger pounding at a sheep. In Shui Lingling's big eyes was the flame of unwillingness. Her weapon was strange, like the claws of an angry eagle, coming towards Fu Wanqing's face. Fu Wanqing didn't move, she didn't even plan to make a move. She chuckled and looked at Yushengyan leisurely, as if she didn't know the danger was coming.

The steel claws squeezed the strong wind and drove to him, and the fierce posture seemed to tear Fu Wanqing apart. The girl in blue suddenly hesitated, because what she knew about Fu Wanqing was definitely not like this. Is she still hiding something? What conspiracy and tricks are waiting for yourself? Just thinking of some things in the past, she screamed again and pierced the sword into Fu Wanqing's eyes.

The girl in blue had seen the beauty in white next to Fu Wanqing very early, but she didn't care.

When she was happy that she was about to succeed, the white-clothed woman moved, she did not see the man's movements clearly, and the weapon in her hand had been taken away.

Fu Wanqing turned to the slightly frowned Yushengyan, and smiled lightly: "Sure enough, you won't sit idly by. For these three months, it seems that I don't need to do anything. You only said that your sword cannot be unsheathed. I never said that you can't use force, am I right?"

Yu Shengyan's expression cooled down, and she said quietly, "I only promised to follow you for three months, but I didn't promise to protect you. Besides, with your martial arts, I don't need me at all."

Fu Wanqing smiled slyly and asked, "But suddenly I don't want to do it. If I am killed by my enemy, your three months will never be completed. Are you coming to the Yin Cao Difu to accompany me?"

Fu Wanqing has always been a wayward person. After only a few days with her, Yu Shengyan had a good understanding of her petty temperament. Not knowing how to refute Fu Wanqing's words, she could only hum lightly, and turned her head to look at the distant mountains that were gradually covered in purple.

"Yushengyan, she is Yushengyan!" A scream rang out from the mouth of the blue-clothed girl, "Fu Wanqing, you actually mingled with the demon girl!" Men would believe Fu Wan In Qing's case, he thinks this is just a person who has been disguised as a jade, but women don't. Their natural intuition can distinguish those disguise. The appearance can be changed, but Yu Shengyan's temperament cannot be learned by others.

Fu Wanqing glanced at the blue-clothed girl, she was very charming and lovely. Fu Wanqing doesn't like this kind of girl, especially her name is Yang Wumin, she is the daughter of Yang Yifei, Weiyang Escort. "It turned out to be Yang Wumin, but you are here, what about your brother Yang Wugong?" Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Senior Brother and Sister Yang both went to Lin'an Mansion to find out about the "Jade Guanyin".

Yang Wumin screamed again, the voice particularly harsh. "Fu Wanqing, do you still have the face to mention my brother? How dare you bring him up?" The shrill voice gradually turned into sobbing and sobbing. People who didn't know thought that something bad had happened to Yang Wugong.

"Min'er, come back." A shout floated from the nearby boat.

A lame man of 24 years old stood at the bow of the boat. He was only wearing a blue gown, his handsome face looked extremely haggard. Although his feet are lame, he definitely moves faster than most people. Yang Wumin's melancholy gaze fell on her brother's lame leg. She glared at Fu Wanqing angrily, leaped forward, and landed steadily on her own small boat.

Yang Wumin hates Fu Wanqing, and her hatred is not without reason.

After all, Yang Wugong's lame leg was bestowed by Fu Wanqing.

Fu Wanqing looked at the small boat drifting away with a smile on her lips.

The sun has submerged into the West Mountain, and the dark blue sky is dotted with cold stars.

A quiet and noisy night fell.

There are fewer and fewer small boats, but the brightly lit paintings and singing are gradually increasing.

"This arena is really lively." Fu Wanqing sighed leisurely.

Yu Shengyan raised his eyes and asked indifferently: "Brothers and sisters of the Yang family in the prestigious Escort?"

Fu Wanqing said: "Why, do you want to know them? Men, self-proclaimed; women, spoiled and savage. Of course, all of this was before I was taught." Fu Wanqing's face was vicious. Come with a smile.

The rivers and lakes also pay attention to the right person. The eldest lady of Chivalry Villa and the big young man of the prestigious Escort, how to listen and how to match.

If the eldest lady is not Fu Wanqing, then everything is logical.

The people on the rivers and lakes don't know, but the people of Chivalry Villa and Weiyang Escort are very clear in their hearts that the two originally had a marriage. It's a pity that everything was ruined by the Golden Cave. Yang Wugong was also a young talent, but he was addicted to beauty.

His leg was interrupted by Yang Yifei.

And the person who informed Weiyang Escort was naturally the eldest lady of Chivalry Villa.

Yang Wugong's leg was broken, and the marriage was gone.

No one wants to betroth their daughter to someone who spends all his time.