This humble bamboo whistle is the symbol of the Bishui Sect leader, but it was so easily given away by Yu Shengyan.
In the hands of Yu Shengyan's previous leader, it was a token, but Yu Shengyan didn't like such vulgar things. She rarely appeared in front of the congregation, and once she appeared, it meant that she had something important to announce. Yuan Jiulang remembered that when he joined the religion, it happened to coincide with the leader's departure. That peerless beauty made people dare not look directly at it. She only gave one order, which was to destroy the token, and use the bamboo whistle and its unique tune as the symbol of the leader's status.
"Subordinates join the leader!"
The three shouted in unison, but because their acupoints were restrained, they couldn't bend down to salute.
Offending the leader is a capital offense in the religion, but they don't want to die. After all, they were smarter than the people below, and seeing that Yu Shengyan's expression showed no murderous intent, they didn't mention it. Yu Shengyan flicked his sleeves, flicked his fingertips, and powerful true energy shot out. The three of them went limp and nearly fell to the ground. "Let's go." Yu Shengyan ordered lightly, blocking the words stuck in their throats.
The cold wind blowing in from the broken window.
Fu Wanqing shrank her body, nestled in Yu Shengyan's arms, like a lazy cat. Her expression is leisurely and comfortable, mixed with a little carelessness and frivolity. She kissed Yu Shengyan's face, and slowly stroked her right hand from the base of her ear to the corner of her lips. She breathed lightly and said, "I like you very much."
Yu Shengyan lowered his eyes, and responded lightly: "You have murderous intent in your eyes."
"But this does not prevent me from liking you." Fu Wanqing quibbled, "You know, for me, liking is a very troublesome thing. I like you because you are good enough; I I want to kill you because you are good enough. But if I kill you, how lonely I will be in this river and lake." Fu Wanqing sighed, for herself and for Yu Shengyan.
"You can't kill me." Yu Shengyan said calmly.
Fu Wanqing was a little displeased when she heard this sentence, but she couldn't get angry, she could only snort, and replied: "Do you think my martial arts are inferior to yours? If I can't kill you, then it's me Die by your sword!"
"You can't beat me." Yu Shengyan ignored Fu Wanqing's expression, paused and said, "I won't kill you either, there won't even be that competition between us."
"Yu Shengyan!" Fu Wanqing grabbed Yu Shengyan's neck and shouted angrily, "Why are you so annoying!"
Yu Shengyan didn't answer, she pulled Fu Wanqing's hand off.
The candle flame fluttered in the wind, as if the next moment, the house would be swallowed up by darkness.
Fu Wanqing didn't want to let go of Yu Shengyan, she used her inner strength to shake off Yu Shengyan's hand, and wrapped herself tightly around her body. She leaned against Yu Shengyan's face, and said in an extremely charming voice: "I like you very much, do you like me?" Fu Wanqing is a proud person, and her pride destined her to be domineering The presence. If I like you, you should like me. This is Fu Wanqing's thinking. Yu Shengyan was still silent, she just glanced at Fu Wanqing lightly, that light and emotionless look suddenly made Fu Wanqing feel ashamed and angry. She bit Yu Shengyan's face hard, like an unreasonable person, she said: "You should like me too. Except me, no one in this world is worthy of you."
"En." Yu Shengyan responded lightly.
The stone in Fu Wanqing's heart fell, and a happy smile appeared on her brow.
Yu Shengyan left a faint tooth mark on his cheek like porcelain jade.
Fu Wanqing licked the tooth marks lightly, but the taste was addictive, and she felt that she couldn't stop. The pictures of the upside-down luan and the phoenix that she had seen in the picture album all flooded into her mind, and her lips slowly slid down, suddenly wanting to lead Yu Shengyan to experience the so-called ecstasy together.
But in Yu Shengyan's cold eyes, Fu Wanqing woke up suddenly.
Her heart seemed to be grabbed by someone suddenly, and even her breathing became a little messy.
Fu Wanqing stretched out her hand to cover Yu Shengyan's eyes.
"What are you doing?" Yu Shengyan asked.
Fu Wanqing's emotions calmed down, she smiled and said, "You guess." She didn't think about the meaning of Yu Shengyan's words, she also took back the hand that covered Yu Shengyan's eyes.
The two looked as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened before.
It's just that the phrase "I like you" took root unconsciously.
The most worthless thing in this world is a promise. When a disaster is imminent, it is the instinct of most people to turn their faces and be ruthless.
But the most valuable thing is also a promise, because a promise is worth a thousand dollars.
Fu Wanqing is the former, while Yu Shengyan is the latter.
Lin'an Mansion was busy, Yu Shengyan thought that Fu Wanqing would join in the fun, but she didn't.
Either sleep in the inn, or take a flat boat to enjoy the West Lake. The picturesque mountains and rivers seem to be never enough.
Fu Wanqing didn't join in the fun because she knew that the fun would come by itself.
With a sound of "bang—", the closed door was knocked open. The window in this compartment was repaired, but the door in that compartment fell apart again. The trembling shop waiter yelled from behind, but when he saw the fierce-faced Jianghu man, he was so frightened that he rolled down the stairs again. It was a woman who bumped into the room, a woman Fu Wanqing knew very well. And the faces of the people who came in behind her were somewhat familiar.
Yu Shengyan sat cross-legged on the couch, holding a book in her hand, and was flipping through it seriously. When she heard this movement, she didn't even raise her head. Fu Wanqing lay on Yu Shengyan's lap, her hand curled a lock of hair, her lazy eyes swept across the group of men and women with murderous faces.
"Where's the treasure map? What did Lu Qi tell you!"
"Miss Fu, please help me!" The ear-piercing scream, no one could have imagined that this mouth once uttered a graceful singing like a bird singing.
Chunfengxiao, this is a crying Chunfengxiao.
She understood thoroughly that men are fickle. She had always thought that the man she had played with in the applause pulled out a knife and wanted her life! The only one who can save her now is Fu Wanqing, that woman with a lazy expression and a smile on her lips!
"How could Miss Fu appear in Lin'an Mansion! You are dreaming! Miss Chunfengxiao, if you tell the secret of the treasure map, I can still treat you like before and be tender with you!"
"Who killed Lu Qi? What did he tell you when he came to Chunfeng Yixiao Building? I don't want 'Jade Guanyin', I just want to know who killed Lu Qi!"
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You talk to me, like a messy vegetable market. Fu Wanqing sat up straight, she took the book from Yu Shengyan's hand, and gave her a sidelong glance. At that moment, the eyes turned all the time, full of charm. Chunfeng smiled and was dumbfounded, those uninvited guests were dumbfounded, only Yu Shengyan raised his eyebrows slightly, as if asking, what do you want to do
Fu Wanqing smiled lazily, and asked, "Yu Shengyan, tell me, should Chunfeng laugh at me or not?"
"Yu Shengyan, Yu Shengyan, the leader of the Demon Cult? Is this Chunfengxiao a member of the Demon Cult?" Someone immediately shouted, the voice was high-pitched, but their person was a prince and took a step back.
Yu Shengyan is a beauty as famous as Fu Wanqing.
Fu Wanqing is the scorching sun, and Yu Shengyan is the frosty moon.
One is raging flames, the other is alpine ice and snow.
They are all the women that men in the rivers and lakes want to have, but they are also the women that men fear most.
The sword in your hand is not for reasoning, it is for killing.
If they can't conquer these two women, they can only die by their swords.
Chunfeng laughed in despair, because she saw indifference in Yu Shengyan's eyes. But Fu Wanqing opened her mouth and said something, which gave her hope. Fu Wanqing asked her: "Does Lu Qi know the whereabouts of 'Jade Guanyin'? He made 'Jade Guanyin'. He has no reason not to care if it is lost."
Chunfengxiao is still a smart person, she immediately understood what Fu Wanqing meant. Nodding hurriedly, he replied: "I know! I know! When Lu Qi came here, he mentioned 'Jade Guanyin'. He came to the Chunfeng Yixiao Building just because of this matter. It was entrusted to the Weiyang Escort, but unfortunately that group of people did not follow the rules, saying that they were lost, but in fact they were swallowed up privately. As for the head of the Escort, Ma San, he was originally an insider, but suddenly disappeared."
It's just a lost dart, there is no need to expel a hard-working person.
Is Weiyang Escort trying to cover up something
For a while, the following guesses arose in everyone's minds.
"You are talking nonsense!" A scolding came from outside, and a blue figure passed through the crowd like lightning. The man in blue gave Chunfeng a contemptuous smile, and snorted coldly, "Can you believe what a lowly woman says?"
Chunfengxiao's complexion suddenly turned pale.
Seductive women have always been looked down upon by others.
Fu Wanqing glanced at the man in blue, and there was a trace of coldness in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Yang Wumin was born in the Weiyang Escort, does that mean you have a noble status? Do you really think that your good mother is Yang Yifei's?" A regular wife? Speaking of which, you are just the daughter of a concubine."
This is the secret of the Yang family, people in the Jianghu don't know it, even Yang Wumin himself has almost forgotten it. Her mother is a concubine, even though her aunt has already turned into a pile of dry bones, and even though her mother has always been called Mrs., she is still a concubine who cannot stand on the stage.
Yang Wumin hated Fu Wanqing very much, and when she revealed this matter, she hated it even more.
She didn't care about anything, raised the eagle claw hook and rushed towards Fu Wanqing.