The Beauty’s Blade

In the hall, there are four o'clock pictures of spring, summer, autumn and winter. The soft cushions on the wooden chairs on both sides are slightly sunken, and the tea cups on the pear wood table are still emitting a faint white smoke, it seems that the guests have just left. A middle-aged man in a scholar costume was standing with his back to the entrance of the hall with his beard twisted. Suddenly his ears trembled, he turned around and yelled: "Do you still know how to come back? What is it like? Let people see a joke for nothing!"

The violent shouts were like thunder blowing in the ears. The first thing that swayed into the hall was a smile, and then the red figure like a fire. Fu Wanqing faced her angry old man without the slightest fear on her face. She reached out and touched the blue and white porcelain cup, frowning suddenly. When the sleeves were rolled, the tea cup flew towards the door. There is no simple thing in this chivalrous villa. Even the servants who stand by are equipped with special skills. When he kicks his legs, he rolls over in mid-air and uses a monkey to catch the moon. After catching it, a drop of water did not splash out. And the maid wearing pink clothes outside has come out with a brand new set of tea sets, full of Fu Wanqing.

Fu Wanqing took a sip, squinted her eyes, her face was dotted with a light smile. "Father, calling me back in such a hurry, what is it?"

Fu Hui widened his eyes and looked at Fu Wanqing, his clenched fists showed that his anger had reached its peak. The momentum of his body changed abruptly. A green robe was calm and automatic, and the tea cups clanged agitatedly. The sound. Fu Wanqing wouldn't be frightened by him like this. She raised her legs and was still in the mood to hum a little song she heard in Pinjin Cave. After a long time, he asked slowly: "Is it because of the sale of the Golden Cave? This little thing won't make you so angry, right? I think there is a guest here. Is there something big happening in the rivers and lakes? I said, Dad, you, the leader of the White Dao, are really tired. You have to deal with this and that, and you have to be angry with trivial things—"

"Shut up!" Fu Hui yelled and rubbed his temples. His expression gradually softened, and he stroked his beard. He sighed softly, “It’s not a trivial matter. You should know that the leader of the demon cult, Yu Shengyan, has come to our Central Plains. I heard she was trying to find blindly. The medicine healed her senior sister’s legs. But by coincidence, at this juncture, Uncle Zhong of your Heavenly Mystery Gate was killed, quietly, looking at the scars that died under the sword! Only Yushengyan has this. Wait for time!"

Fu Wanqing put away the frivolous smile, her expression slowly became serious, she said, "Father, do you mean that Yu Shengyan came to Yangzhou because of another conspiracy? Did the demon sect change? Uncle Zhong When did it disappear?"

"An hour ago." Fu Hui said solemnly.

Fu Wanqing sighed in relief, shook her head and said, "It's not her."

Fu Hui said: "How do you know?"

Fu Wanqing chuckled her lips and chuckled: "She has been with me. But this matter has nothing to do with Yushengyan, and it doesn't mean it has nothing to do with Demon Cult. The Black Mountain Rats suddenly appeared in Yangzhou and was killed by me. Maybe their magic sect really has some tricks." But what does this have to do with me? In the second half of the sentence, Fu Wanqing originally wanted to say it, but she swallowed it back when she looked at her father, who had worked hard for Bai Dao Wu Lin. She covered her lips, yawned, pretending to be very sleepy, and said lazily, "Father, I'm sleepy, let's talk about these things tomorrow." How could Fu Hui not know the temper of her own daughter, and shook helplessly. Shaking his head and waving his hand, he let her go back. Count on her to take over your career? It's better to expect her to do less **** things secretly. Some of the big and small disturbances in the martial arts come from her Fu Wanqing's handwriting!

The cold moon is like a hook, and the cold star is like a dot.

The bleak autumn breeze blew in from the window, and a strand of broken hair on Fu Wanqing's forehead was gently brushed. The smile on her face widened, and a starlight flashed across her fingertips, all of which sank behind the screen. The room was quiet, Fu Wanqing could only feel her own breath. Her brows frowned, a trace of surprise crossed her heart, and she slowly approached the landscape screen, and suddenly a figure flashed out from behind. Fu Wanqing suddenly let go with a tight breath. Only in the next moment, she became vigilant again. There are guarded disciples everywhere in Chivalry Villa. With the strange formation, it is difficult for ordinary people to break in. How did she get in? Is her kung fu really superb? Fu Wanqing bit her lower lip, revealing a trace of unwillingness.

She flicked her sleeves and sat down on the dressing table, stroked her hair, looked at the calm face reflected in the bronze mirror, and smiled softly: "Why are you here? Could it be that you don't want me? The women taught are all passionate, and it seems there is nothing wrong with it."

There are several small holes in Yu Shengyan's sleeves, which were shot out by Fu Wanqing with a hidden weapon. The blood stains on her neck were very faint, and the bleeding blood had solidified. Fu Wanqing's gaze slowly slipped from Yushengyan's sleeve to her neck, and finally stayed on her slightly pursed lips. She took out a plain white silk towel from the drawer. She got up and walked to Yu Shengyan. The silk scarf brushed Yu Shengyan’s neck. Fu Wanqing’s lips raised a nasty smile. The strength is deliberately increased. "If I want to, I can squeeze your neck."

Yu Shengyan’s eyes only stayed on Fu Wanqing’s face for a moment, and then moved to another place. She gently responded, "Yes."

Facing such a person who was as light as smoke, Fu Wanqing felt a rare sense of powerlessness in her heart. She asked again: "What are you doing here? Do you want to steal thousands of years of tortoise gallbladder to treat your senior sister? Or just to see me?" At the last sentence, Fu Wanqing's eyes suddenly changed. Enchanted, her hand reached Yu Shengyan's shoulder, and her whole person leaned on her. At this moment, she forgot that Yu Shengyan was the leader of the demon cult and that she was a woman.

Yu Shengyan stretched out her hand and pushed Fu Wanqing away. She stood a few feet away from her, and faintly replied, "You said you bought it. I'll leave until dawn, but I don't compare with you. As for that Taste medicine, I will call for a visit another day, not stealing."

After listening to her, Fu Wanqing felt a little funny in her heart. She said, "Have you forgotten what the Chivalrous Villa is? This is where the leader of the Baidao Alliance is located. It is not at odds with your demon cult. Don't say you are a demon. The hierarch, even an ordinary demonic cultist, will not let it go easily. You used to ask for medicine. Will our Chivalrous Villa give you? I’m afraid the medicine hasn’t been obtained. You have to die. Stay here."

Yu Shengyan frowned, as if he had never considered this issue.

How did this kind of person become the demon leader? Fu Wanqing thought in her heart, the smile on her face remained unchanged. She opened the mouth and said: "There is something, maybe you know it, maybe you don't know it. Just when you came to Yangzhou, Zhong Tian, ​​the master of Tianjimen, was killed by someone. The scars on his body showed that he died in his arms. Hidden Blade. Many people suspect that it was your poisonous hand, but you don’t have to worry. Zhong Tian’s two sons, Zhong Shiling and Zhong Shixiu, are your admirers, and they will say good things to you in front of that guy. of."

Yu Shengyan said quietly: "I don't know this."

Fu Wanqing chuckled softly: "Naturally, you didn't kill people, but it doesn't matter if they were instructed by the general altar of the magic sect. The Black Mountain Rats suddenly appeared in Yangzhou. Why? Black Mountain is one of the four churches of your Bishui Sect? I heard that it is in charge of the Demon Sect's Right Commander Lou Kexin? As the leader, you don't handle the affairs in the church, but run away all the way, not afraid of the disciples in the church taking the opportunity to make trouble? "

Yu Shengyan raised her brows, and she asked: "Black Mountain Four Rats?" Bishui Church has four churches. Heishantang and Baishantang belong to Youshi Lou Kexin, while Hongshantang and Huangshantang belong to Wei Shi. Yin is in charge. She practiced in seclusion all year round, and never interfered with things in the teaching. She had never heard of the so-called "Black Mountain Four Rats".

Fu Wanqing covered her lips and smiled lightly, her agile eyes flowing on Yushengyan’s plain face, she said: "Relying on the reputation of the Bishui Sect, they are walking around here. They are in the Gold Cave but want a copper plate to buy you. A night of Yushengyan, thinking about it this way, I really suffered a big loss, one thousand taels of gold, which is not a small sum.” Fu Wanqing paused, and looked up and down the Yushengyan. On the other hand, there was a little regret, "It's really a big loss, I can't do anything this spring night."

Yu Shengyan nodded earnestly, and she asked, "Ms. Fu is absolutely right, wait for me to order someone to teach the gold to your house?

Fu Wanqing was stunned. Is this person a smart person or a fool? There is no trace of humanity in her body, and she is like a hermit in a mountain without eating fireworks. Knowing this in my heart, if you don't use it, it's not Fu Wanqing. Whether it's pretending or that's her true temperament, Fu Wanqing doesn't care anymore, she suddenly finds a pleasure for herself out of sheer boredom, it will be more interesting than a sword with Yushengyan. She raised her head slightly, smiled so coquettishly, and licked her lips, she said word by word: "I don't want gold anymore."

Yu Shengyan didn't expect Fu Wanqing to answer this way, and her face showed a little embarrassed look.

Fu Wanqing hooked her to her and said, "I want you to stay with me for a short period of time, only three months. Anyway, the things of the Bishui Sect are not up to you, and you can't delay anything. As for you I will offer the medicine that I asked for in three months. Your senior sister has been lame for three years, so obviously it is not bad for these three months."

Yu Shengyan only thought for a while, then nodded.