Legend of Fu Yao

Chapter 56: Flowers under the moon

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The sound came extremely fast and ferocious, piercing through the darkness almost instantly, piercing like a gust of wind blade from the nine heavens, with an extremely short, extremely low, sharp sound.

"call out!"

Meng Fuyao and Yuan Zhaoxu immediately inserted a row of arrows in front of their toes, the arrows were arranged extremely neatly, as if someone had measured them with a ruler, the arrows were like blood-red feathers, and after a long while they were still trembling.

The arrow was close to the toes of the two of them, and almost pierced Meng Fuyao's boots. One could imagine that if the other party wanted to, it would be perfectly fine to shoot a hole in Meng Fuyao's feet.

On the opposite side, on the high wall of Prince De's Mansion, a figure appeared at some point, standing with his bow in his arms, looking down with a sneer, his eyes gleaming with disdain in the dark.

Seeing Meng Fuyao and Yuan Zhaoxu looking up from below, the man drew his bow slowly, and the bowstring creaked, intentionally or unintentionally, there was a murderous atmosphere of pressing step by step.

The bow was full into the moon, and four arrows on one string were aimed at the two people below. The man sat on the top of the wall and sneered, "Where did a pair of bold men and women come from? Dare to startle Prince De's mansion at night? I was just polite with that arrow, you guys If you dare to go one step further, my arrows will greet your idiot heads!"

Meng Fuyao slowly raised her head, meeting the condescending gaze of that person, her pupils constricted - she doesn't like to be warned!

As soon as she raised her head, the other party immediately raised her hand and shot another arrow. The arrow pierced through the air and went straight to her eyebrows. At the same time, the man said solemnly, "Whoever trespasses on King De's forbidden area will be killed without mercy!"

Not only is this person's arrow skills superb, his voice is condensed and undisturbed after such a distance, and his internal strength is obviously extraordinary, but Meng Fuyao doesn't think that this means that he has to accept the warning of this man who is always ready to kill.

Huo Ran was on an iron bridge, her back was on the ground, and the feathered arrow brushed past her nose. Meng Fuyao was half lying on the ground, suddenly twisted her waist and kicked her foot, and the feathered arrow half a foot into the ground was kicked up. A tumble in mid-air had already changed direction, and the wind howled, heading straight for the figure on the wall.

The man's eyes seemed to flash in the darkness—Meng Fuyao's kick seemed easy but difficult to do. The feather arrow penetrated half a foot into the ground and penetrated extremely deep. What kind of waist strength and exquisite force are needed to kick it up

With a sneer, he also became competitive, stretched out his hand and made a move, the feathered arrow suddenly snapped in two in mid-air, turned the arrow around, and shot Meng Fuyao again.

Meng Fuyao jumped up, and suddenly said loudly, "Bah, bah!" twice.

There was a series of crackling sounds, and the feathered arrow that was divided into two halves was broken into four parts by Meng Fuyao's zhenqi, and turned back and flew towards the person on the wall.

The person on the wall didn't seem to have thought that Meng Fuyao was such a rogue and tough, he couldn't help laughing, and just as the laugh came out, the arrow suddenly broke into eight pieces, and shot Meng Fuyao back.

The long arrow has eight segments, and each segment is only about the length of a palm. It is already very difficult to split. The man stood with his arms crossed, and said with a triumphant smile, "I see how you can divide—"

His eyes widened before he finished speaking—Meng Fuyao didn't look at the eight feathered arrows at all, and suddenly bent over and pulled out the remaining two feathered arrows. She was thrown out like a javelin, and hit the man's waist, and laughed loudly, "Silly bird, it's not like chopping wood, do you think I will continue to chop?"

She came suddenly, rushed very fast, and threw it with all her strength in mid-air. The man was waiting for her sixteen broken arrows with all his energy. How could he expect her to be so despicable? His martial arts are indeed extraordinary, he is not in a hurry when the arrow is about to hit his body, he slashes with his palm from a distance, and the feathered arrow will be forced down by his true energy.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his head and smiled at the guards below, "The rat is so bold that he doesn't know how to live or die, how can he be worthy of being with this general..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the wind behind him, and then his waist felt cold, and then...

Suddenly his pants fell down.

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The cold moon on the wall was condescending, the pants fell silently, and piled up at the man's feet in an instant. From Meng Fuyao's angle, he could see the two hairy bare legs clearly.

"Aha, bow-legged!" Meng Fuyao tumbled back to Yuan Zhaoxu's side, raised his head and laughed.

She was playing with a ribbon in her hand. When she pulled out the arrow and threw it, she had already hooked the arrow with the ribbon. The man split the feather arrow, thinking that Meng Fuyao would not be his opponent, and turned back to talk casually, but he didn't notice that she took the opportunity to fight back. With a jerk, the feather arrow flew back and cut his belt.

Meng Fuyao couldn't help laughing as she watched the conceited guy scrambling to pick up his pants, and snapped his fingers brightly and crisply, "The two arrows just now were my politeness, but if you are more arrogant, what I cut off is not your pants, but your home." baby."

She smiled and pulled Yuan Zhaoxu, who had been hiding in the darkness and didn't do anything just now, just smiled and watched, "Let's go."

As soon as he turned around, he suddenly heard a cold snort full of murderous intent and anger from the man on the wall, followed by a low sound, as if thousands of stars exploded in the sky suddenly, gorgeous and brilliant, rising from the far sky The eternal light rushing towards the infinite shattered void splits the darkness like waves of water, too fast to be caught by the naked eye, covering the sky and the earth in an instant, filling the prehistoric space of the universe!

Meng Fuyao just caught that kind of light in the corner of his eyes, and felt his heart tremble, that kind of brilliance filled his pupils, making people forget all their movements in a moment of shock.

Just at the moment of shock, Xinghui was already in front of him.

Xinghui stood up, Yuan Zhaoxu suddenly turned around.

He has always been as quiet as a virgin, but when he moves, he is a little faster than the indescribably fast Xinghui. His body is spinning around, his clothes are curling and his black hair is flying, white light flashes in the darkness, and he roars like a storm. Sudden stop!

There was a dead silence.

The moonlight poured down from the wall and saw that alley, in the blind corner of the alley, stretched out a slender hand, with jade-white fingers, holding a strange-shaped five-pointed flower between the fingers.

The flowers are crystal clear like ice sculptures, with countless stars shining from each corner, which is breathtakingly beautiful, but not as delicate as the jade carving hand that picks up the flowers.

The whole body of the person is covered in the dark corner, only the hand holding the flower is bathed in the moonlight: a white, slender hand holding the killing flower in a beautiful posture; an elegant, steady, calm and disdainful hand pose.

now.

under the moon.

The flowers are silent.

Everything sinks in the continuous silence, but there is a wind startled by the pentagonal flower, which is instantly stopped by the huge real power of Nianhua's fingers. The swirling wind.

The wind gently blows away Meng Fuyao's veil.

The moonlight instantly brightened.

The starlight all over the sky poured into the girl's bright eyes like sea water. Those eyes are all-encompassing and pure like a clear spring, and the brilliance is so bright that it seems to illuminate the world of mortals and the boundless sea.

And her flying eyebrows raised the most delicate and beautiful arc in the world, flying the clouds and riding the moon, flying in the nine heavens.

At this moment, the dark alley seemed to be slowly rising with a new round of moonlight.

The man on the wall stared intently, greed and amazement flashed across his long and narrow pupils, to the point that Yuan Zhaoxu even forgot for a moment when he broke his trump card with a single move.

Under the shocked gaze of the person on the wall, the hand picking up the flower suddenly moved.

With a flick of the finger, with a gesture as light as the wind, the pentagonal flower suddenly fluttered up, drew a strange arc in mid-air, and exploded a flower that was so huge that it covered half of the sky , instantly enveloped that person.

The man was shocked. He naturally knew the effect of his trump card once it was fully deployed. In a panic, he no longer cared about his identity, straightened up and fell backwards.

Later, there was the sound of heavy objects falling from behind the wall. It was conceivable that the other party was so embarrassed that he couldn't even control his figure.

Yuan Zhaoxu withdrew his fingers, under the moonlight, there was a faint blue-black flash in the place where his fingertips were holding the five-pointed flower just now, which was instantly covered by his hanging wide sleeves.

Master Yuan Bao poked his head out from his arms, raised his head and squeaked at Yuan Zhaoxu, Yuan Zhaoxu shook his head with a smile, Master Yuan Bao turned his head angrily, and glared at Meng Fuyao.

Meng Fuyao looked at it inexplicably, why was she so angry? Early menopause

Yuan Zhaoxu looked back at her, and frowned slightly. He didn't expect that Meng Fuyao, who has always liked disguise, turned out to be his real face under the veil today.

Meng Fuyao smiled sheepishly, touched her face and said, "Two days ago, I was caught in a trick and got a rash on my face, so I didn't dare to pretend to hurt my skin anymore, so I just..."

Yuan Zhaoxu smiled, pulled her away from the alley and said, "You are in trouble, try not to show your true colors to others in the future, especially don't let that person see you just now."

"Who is that?"

"General Jianwu Guo Pingrong, one of the most powerful generals in the country, is in charge of the Wuji Kingdom's conquest of the southern barbarian tribes. He came from a humble background. He was originally the captain of the Red Wind Team under King De's command. Later, by chance, he was ranked ninth among the top ten in the world. Fang Yimo, the 'Sage of the Stars', was accepted as his disciple. The 'Glory of Heaven and Earth' of the 'Sage of the Stars' is a legendary hidden weapon that few people in the martial arts world can fully handle. Guo Pingrong was ranked No. Fourth, directly get rid of slavery and be given the rank of general, so now in terms of martial arts, Guo Pingrong can also be ranked in the top ten in Wuji and even in the world."

"What about you?" Meng Fuyao tilted his head, with a mischievous smile on the corner of his mouth, "You broke his 'Brightness of Heaven and Earth' as soon as you stretched out your hand, where should you rank?"

The smile on the side of her head is like a strange flower that blooms in the middle of the night, the fragrance is overflowing with fragrance and sweetness, and the expression on her expression is strangely mixed with the innocence and loveliness of a little girl and the generosity and clarity of a mature woman. Yuan Zhaoxu looked at her with a deep and deep feeling His eyes were a little more soft like starlight, but he still smiled and didn't answer, and only gently took her hand.

Meng Fuyao was startled, looking at the two people's handshake, his face turned red uncontrollably, and he immediately forgot what he asked just now.

Hearing Yuan Zhaoxu's voice was as gentle as the gentle breeze on a spring night, ringing in her ears.

"Be careful, Guo Pingrong is narrow-minded, and has a widow's disease..."

"The widow's disease..." Meng Fuyao repeated blankly, and it was only after he finished speaking that he remembered what he was referring to. Before he could react, he listened to the abominable man's more turbulent tone:

"... It's late at night, shall we go to sleep?"