The Beauty’s Blade

The huge ship moved forward on the calm sea.

After the sea fog was blown away by the wind, only the large and small islands were included in the eyes.

The cold wind was a bit biting, Yu Shengyan stood on the bow, his eyes looking into the distance.

Miss Fu has always been inseparable from the great master of jade. People on the rivers and lakes have become accustomed to their appearance in pairs, but suddenly this master is left standing alone, which is really confusing.

Fu Wanqing was drinking and having fun in the cabin, Yu Shengyan knew.

Miss Fu is not a person willing to be lonely. To her, she is nothing at all, thinking in her heart, a sigh full of melancholy overflowed from her lips involuntarily.

Fu Wanqing gets angry easily, but her anger comes quickly and dissipates quickly. Only this time, it lasted for two days, maybe even longer.

A lone seagull swept over the water, Yu Shengyan swept out like an off-string arrow, only to see a white shadow flashing, she returned to the boat again, holding a small and delicate Jin Jian, the arrow is engraved with the word "Fu". She lowered her head and gave a grin, waved her hand, and she threw the golden arrow into the sea.

"Sister Yu." A low call came.

Yu Shengyan turned around and saw the confused Guo Ju holding a wine gourd against the railing. "Sister Fu is angry, what happened between you?"

"It's okay." Yu Shengyan responded lightly.

"Sister Yu, you don't seem to want to talk to me?" Guo Ju took a sip of wine, chuckled, and asked, "Drinking?"

Yushengyan shook his head lightly.

"Bang—" With a sound, the wine gourd in Guo Ju's hand shattered, and the aroma of the wine stirred with the salty sea breeze.

A sword, a fast sword, was not aimed at Guo Ju, but at Yu Shengyan's heart.

The sword is a middle-aged man wearing a light blue robe, his face is condensed, his eyes are full of disgust. Among the disciples of the Diancang School, do you know when such a Taoist master will come? Guo Ju's reaction was quick. She turned over and drew out the soft sword, like a snake, entangled the Taoist sword. With a wave of the Taoist's hand, he drew another sword from his sleeve and pierced Yushengyan. The sword went straight forward, as if it would not return until the goal was reached.

It is far from enough to kill Yushengyan with a sword, and that Taoist obviously knows this too.

He has two hands and a pair of legs, and he can send out four swords.

His sword is very sharp, and his sword is quick.

Yusheng smoke moved, and she left where she had stood before, being forced to retreat by the oncoming long sword. As long as she produces a sword, these are nothing, but she is a man who refuses to easily produce a sword. Her palms are hard to compare with a sword that is as sharp as iron. The Taoist is not alone, he still has a helper, and that helper has already entangled Guo Ju.

Almost everyone was drunk and dreaming in that cabin.

There are only swords and swords on the cold deck.

The long sword is like a poisonous snake twisting its body to track its enemies.

Yu Shengyan had retreated from the bow to the stern, her eyes fell on the raised sail.

"Sister Yu, draw your sword!" Guo Ju turned around and shouted.

Yusheng Yan's eyes sank.

Is the sleeve sword used to punish the heart, to punish the hearts of others, or to punish your own hearts?

Was it a few years ago that the sleeve sword was released for the last time?

Moss grew on the stele, and the heavy rain washed away the yellow leaves and the red blood.

"The last thing I regret in my life is to kill evil in vain. Remember, you can't kill people unless you have love. No one is born with a sleeve sword. You must see blood when you shoot out a sword. You are not allowed to shoot out a sword casually. "

"You are indifferent by nature, so it stands to reason that you shouldn't be involved in disputes between the rivers and lakes, but things are hard to predict.

"I have been tortured for so many years, don't have any taboos, do it, so that I can get free soon."

"I don't ask you anything. I just ask you to take care of her. She, she is a hard-working man, and her temperament will harm her."

...

Withdrawing from the memory, the man has already caught on the sail, holding the rope above him tightly in his hand, and the sword of that man has been pointed at his heart. Yu Shengyan gripped a sword with her fingers. She was on her side, and a strand of hair was cut off by her thin blade, which she bit in her mouth. At this time, the sword on the Taoist’s feet had already come from bottom to top. Yu Shengyan slapped the sword with a palm, causing it to collide with another long sword that was rushing up diagonally, with a ding-dong sound. The two long swords landed straight. A gloomy wind swept from behind, and a strong murderous intent came over the sky, and the man escaped from Guo Ju's hand.

Yu Shengyan sighed softly.

She still has no sword.

"I really don't know what you are insisting on!" A low rebuke came over, followed by a scream. Yu Shengyan looked at the Taoist leader in front of him, his face twisted as if he had seen an evil spirit.

The Taoist couldn't take back his sword. In an instant, he made a decision and swept toward the sea like a light and shadow. His light work is very good, but he is fast, Fu Wanqing moves faster. That long sword brought out a sharp edge, and he heard a tragic cry from the Taoist, his legs were chopped off, and he fell **** on the ship's board.

The people in the cabin were finally alarmed, and as soon as they came out, they saw the **** scene. Of the two middle-aged Taoists, one had his arms cut off and the other had no legs. Fu Wanqing's smile was very cold. She stretched out her hand and slowly wiped the blood on the sword. She chuckled and asked, "A disciple of the Cang Sect?"

The man was sweating in pain. Hearing Fu Wanqing’s questioning, he spit on the ground and cursed: “Fu Wanqing, demon girl! As the daughter of the leader of Fu, you just don’t think about confronting the enemy. Still mingled with the demon leader! Where do you put the reputation of the Chivalrous Villa! This jade is the leader of the demon leader. Aren’t you going to deal with the demon leader? Why don’t you attack this demon girl now? -The mobs who want to smoke! Cowards!"

Fu Wanqing patted her palms and smiled: "Good scolding, good scolding." She swept the group of hesitant people from the rivers and lakes, smiled, and asked, "Have you heard what this man said? Why don't you do it?"

"This...this... Miss Jade is a good person. She is just the daughter of the previous leader. There is nothing wrong with this status. We are chivalrous people. How can we kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

"Yes, yes, Miss Yu is innocent. She didn't do anything to apologize to us people."

"A bunch of bastards! Trash!" the Taoist cursed viciously.

Shen Shengyi glanced at Fu Wanqing and said lightly: "These two people are not from the Cang faction. I don't know how they got into this huge ship."

"Who sent this to provoke the discord, and who sent it to make trouble?" Someone yelled and slapped a few times, and the slap had already been thrown on the Taoist's face without mercy. "Who! Who instigated it? If you refuse to say it, throw you into the sea to feed the fish!"

The boat was very lively, and Fu Wanqing had already strangled Yu Shengyan's wrist in the noisy noise and pulled her into the cabin. She stopped smiling, her face was gloomy, like a clouded scene before a storm was approaching. "Do you not want to kill people if you refuse to use the sword? You do not kill others, but there are many people who want to kill you! If you are so unwilling, why don't you just abolish your martial arts? In this case, don't use the sword. There isn't even a chance to hurt someone!" Fu Wanqing pushed Yushengyan onto the couch and said with a sneer. There was a fire in her heart, and she would fall into madness sooner or later without venting.

Yushengyan held the bedding in his hand, smiled faintly: "This is a good idea."

"You!" Fu Wanqing pointed at Yushengyan, her hands trembling all the time, and she suddenly didn't know what to say.

Alienated and cold, she will always look like this!

Before she knew it, she took this person too seriously, and Fu Wanqing felt a sense of crisis in her heart. She quickly restrained her anger and showed a brilliant smile. She knelt and sat on Yu Shengyan's body, one hand pressed her shoulder, and the other hand brushed over her. Cut hair. On the side of Yu Shengyan’s ear, there was still a very light blood stain. Fu Wanqing leaned over and licked it, and finally bit her earlobe and smiled: “I don’t want you to be injured. Of course I don’t care about you. You are like a sword. Even if you die, you can only die in the hands of my Fu Wanqing."

Yu Shengyan blinked and said quietly, "I understand."

The anger flashed from Fu Wanqing's eyes, and she sneered: "You understand, I hope that the jade smoke from when I compare swords with me is a complete jade smoke without a trace of damage!"

"I won't compare swords with you."

This is probably the sentence Fu Wanqing heard most from Yusheng's cigarette.

The gushing anger could no longer be suppressed, Fu Wanqing took a bite on Yu Shengyan’s face, until the smell of blood filled her mouth, but the man remained motionless, not even humming. . Feelings of anger and frustration surged together. As soon as Fu Wanqing raised her eyes, she saw Yu Shengyan staring at her intently. The look in her eyes seemed to have a mysterious bewitching power that made her feel trembling.

Fu Wanqing kissed Yu Shengyan's eyes, a kiss as light as a butterfly wing, purely without any teasing.

Fu Wanqing hugged Yushengyan and gritted her teeth and said: "You really embarrass me, love and hate!"