Those are beautiful hands.
The skin is as white and tender as creamy fat, and the ten fingers are like spring onions.
These are the hands of a young lady, they can be used to play the piano, they can be used to embroider...but they are used to hold the sword.
The hand is beautiful, and the owner of the hand is even more beautiful. Not to mention those young and flirtatious young masters, even the elderly and children can't help but hold their breath when they see her bright smile like a spring flower, and fall into her soft and charming smile. in the eyes. Such a beautiful person is smiling almost all the time, her smile is like fine wine, it really makes one want to die drunk in it.
Those who claim to be heroes in the world want to get her, and those who think that their martial arts are superb and do all kinds of crimes also want to get her. In their hearts, only they, who are true heroes, are worthy of this world's number one beauty. It's just that those who started their lust and put it into action all died. Who made this stunning beauty Fu Wanqing
In order to fight against those evil heretics in the rivers and lakes, the so-called righteous men formed the Baidao Alliance. After a hundred years, only the Diancang faction, Chivalry Villa, Flying Eagle Fort, Tianjimen, and Weiyang Escort remained. Among the five families, Chivalrous Villa is the strongest. His owner is Fu Hui, the number one person in martial arts today, and Fu Hui's only daughter is the well-known Fu Wanqing. Earth-shaking changes have taken place in the orthodox martial arts world, and after a lot of fighting in the demonic way, only the Bishui Sect is left as the dominant family, and all the demonic sect disciples obey the command of the Bishui Sect.
The wind blew Fu Wanqing's hair, revealing a pair of starry eyes full of smiles. The gray-clothed old man who stood by the side shuddered, quickly lowered his head, and pulled his gaze away. He said respectfully: "Miss, there is—"
"Throw it out." Fu Wanqing chuckled, and with a slight movement of her hand, a blue light flashed across, and the long sword entered the scabbard a few meters away. It was exactly the same, Fu Wanqing didn't even look back. "Uncle Rong, don't you know me yet? Throw out all those young masters who came to visit the villa."
"No." Fu Rong shook his head and took his eyes away from the sword. He swallowed and said again, "It is the leader of the Clear Water Sect who has come to Jiangnan."
"Yushengyan!" Fu Wanqing's eyes lit up, she licked her lips, and smiled enchantingly, "I know what she's here for. Three years ago, her senior sister Lou Kexin came to the Central Plains and was picked on by me." I hurt my hamstrings, if I want to heal those legs, I still need a medicine, as for that medicine, it is in my Chivalry Villa, no wonder Yu Shengyan wants to come in person."
Yu Shengyan is a legendary figure. Although she is the leader of the Demon Cult, almost no one in the world slanders her. They cursed at the members of the Demon Cult in every possible way, but they just refused to say a word about Yu Shengyan. Because of her sword, because of her face, the only person in the world who can compare with Fu Wanqing is Yu Shengyan. Among the men in Jianghu, two percent are in love with the person they love, four percent are in love with Fu Wanqing, and the rest are admirers of Yu Shengyan. Thinking of this, Fu Wanqing felt a feeling of longing or jealousy.
"Where is she now?" Fu Wanqing stroked the emerald ring on her thumb and asked softly.
"Selling Gold Cave." Fu Rong was stunned for a while before replying in a low voice.
The soft fragrance and gentle jade in this Jinjin Cave are famous for their ecstasy. No matter what kind of person they are, they have to go to the Jinjin Cave when they arrive in Yangzhou, and get drunk among a pile of red powder. The smile that almost never disappeared on Fu Wanqing's face subsided when she heard these three words, and her aura suddenly became as sharp as a sword. That's because she remembered some rumors about the Clear Water Sect in Jianghu. Is it affectionate, or romantic? After Fu Wanqing snorted coldly, that smile returned. "She is not worthy of Yu Shengyan."
The she that Fu Wanqing refers to is Lou Kexin.
She had never seen Yu Shengyan before, but she roughly imagined her demeanor and appearance from the descriptions of people in the world. She has met Lou Kexin before, she knows that this person is impulsive and reckless, spoiled and indulgent. Those men in the Jianghu are not worthy of Yu Shengyan, this Lou Kexin is inferior to those men.
"According to the news from below, Yu Shengyan was tricked into the Gold Selling Cave after helping an old man who fell to the ground. She didn't seem to know where it was. It has been reported in the Gold Selling Cave The news is that a unparalleled beauty has come, and just tonight, everyone in the city is invited to go, and the one with the highest price will get it." Fu Rong's voice gradually weakened, and he was overwhelmed by Fu Wanqing's burst of vigor. Forced to take a few steps back. His own lady was still laughing, but based on what he had known about Fu Wanqing over the years, he knew she was angry.
"Yushengyan is mine, no one is allowed to touch her!" Fu Wanqing shouted coquettishly, and struck out with a palm, smashing the surrounding stones. Fu Rong looked at the pool of gravel and shook his head slightly. Today's people only know that their master is the number one person in the martial arts world. When it comes to young ladies, they always use titles such as the number one beauty or the young lady of the chivalrous villa. Fu Rong understood Fu Wanqing's meaning, he was about to leave and order his subordinates to go to work, when suddenly he heard another shout.
"Wait! Order people to prepare horses! I want to go in person!"
The galloping horse turned around a gate, and the black hair and red clothes were colorful and flamboyant. Pedestrians on the road gave way one after another when they heard the sound of the horse's hooves, while those who had no time to escape squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, waiting for the impending doom. The wind howled, and there was only a hiss, and the horse and the beauty jumped over his head, leaving only a dazzling red afterimage. The man who was squatting on the ground stood up, staring at the direction where the red shadow left.
"What are you looking at, that person who looks like a fiery red rose is the eldest lady of the Chivalry Villa, and you can imagine it?" Someone slapped him on the shoulder suddenly, and amidst the loud shouts and laughter, the stunned person gradually woke up. Suddenly, his face flushed red. He tidied up the scattered things on the ground, and kept muttering in his mouth: "I can't think about it, I'm afraid there is no man in this world who is worthy of her."
Fu Wanqing was heading towards the Jinjin Cave, she jumped off her horse and threw the reins to the young man at the door, then ignored the uproar of those people, and walked straight inside. Who in Yangzhou City doesn't know her name, Fu Wanqing, and who dares to stop her footsteps? It's just that after a few days, I'm afraid there will be rumors that Fu Wanqing only loves beauties and not heroes.
There was a greasy smell of powder in the spacious lobby, and the drunken men squinted their eyes, embracing the beauty in their arms with one arm, and hooking the one who was pouring wine with the other. The people on the first floor of the Jinjin Cave are all low-ranking people, and they are also accompanied by the beauties with the lowest status in the building. Fu Wanqing walked up the stairs made of mahogany, and there were bursts of gasps and cries from the wing room. The deeper her smile, the tighter her brows were.
She grabbed a boy who was passing by here, and was about to ask a question, when she suddenly heard a faint sound of a piano coming from the wing at the end. It's her, it's Yu Shengyan! Fu Wanqing didn't know why she had such a feeling, and she firmly believed in it. She threw away the obstructive person and walked quickly towards the place where the sound of the piano came from. She had already clasped her hands on the nanmu door, but she suddenly hesitated again. If it was Yu Shengyan, what should she do? If it wasn't for Yu Shengyan, what would she do? In a daze, in fact, she didn't know what she was looking for Yu Shengyan for! Is the sword competition like breaking Lou Kexin's hamstring three years ago? Once this kind of thought arises, it is like a fire burning in her heart with an irresistible trend.
Yes, she, Fu Wanqing, came to Yu Shengyan just to compete with swords. Between them, only one person can survive. She didn't allow others to mention her, Fu Wanqing, and brought Yusheng cigarettes with her.
Fu Wanqing opened the door and entered. The people in the room were not surprised at all, and her piano sound did not stop at all. Fu Wanqing didn't see the faces of the people in the room, and there was a light gauze curtain between them. The wind blows in through the carved windows, and the incense in the Baoya stove rises up, making the people in the tent seem real and unreal.
It is both quiet and clear, and the meaning of the sound is subtle, as unfathomable as an abyss, as unfathomable as Qiao Yue. If there is inner strength in the sound of the piano, I am afraid it can easily take people's lives. Fu Wanqing was startled, murderous intent appeared in her eyes. She had already put her hand on the hilt of the sword, but at this moment, the sound of the piano changed, like a spring breeze, alternating between slow and rapid, intermittent and repeated. Fu Wanqing's state of mind changed with the sound of the piano, and she was actually brought into it. When the song ended, her hands were already in a cold sweat.
"Yu Shengyan! You are Yu Shengyan!" Fu Wanqing stood up abruptly, she no longer cared about the etiquette, she directly lifted the light gauze curtain and broke into it.
Sitting by the piano stage was a woman in white, her expression was as cold as ice and snow.
Fu Wanqing never thought that she would feel ashamed in front of a woman, but she also felt that everyone should be like this in front of Yu Shengyan. But this kind of thought only existed in her mind for a moment and then disappeared. The sword light reflected her eyes and smile, she said: "Three years ago, your senior sister was defeated by my sword, wouldn't you avenge her?"