In a house on Lin'anfu West Street, the sunlight is like broken gold, falling from the gaps in the leaves of the phoenix trees.
Fu Wanqing lay on the wicker chair, squinting comfortably.
This house was bought by Fu Wanqing. She has a lot of money in her hands, but she is not a spendthrift person. If it weren't for Yu Shengyan Xijing, she wouldn't need to bother. "Does this count as buying a beautiful smile with a thousand dollars?" Fu Wanqing asked suddenly, Yu Shengyan's eyes only stayed on Fu Wanqing's face for a moment, and then returned to the scroll.
Yu Shengyan reads a lot of books, no matter it is the Four Books and Five Classics or the books of wits and beauties, she can read them with a sinking heart, even flipping through the erotic albums with a serious face. Fu Wanqing knew about it a long time ago, but she was still dissatisfied that the book could steal Yu Shengyan's attention, so she snorted coldly.
Yu Shengyan's eyes lingered on those petty words, but her mind had already drifted into an illusory world. She was looking at Fu Wanqing at first, but the more she watched, the more she realized that she couldn't look away. This emotion is very strange, Yu Shengyan instinctively wanted to escape, so she let go of her thoughts.
"Yu Shengyan, only you can-"
Before Fu Wanqing could finish her sentence, a man in gray stalked into the courtyard. Fu Wanqing frowned, and glanced at Yu Shengyan. Sensing her emotions, Yu Shengyan was about to get up and leave, but suddenly someone grabbed her sleeve again. She glanced at Fu Wanqing and sat back down again.
"Miss, it was Uncle Rong who sent me to Anfu." The man in gray said respectfully.
"What's the matter?" Fu Wanqing pursed her lips and asked casually.
"The owner knows that you are in Lin'an Mansion. He told you not to make trouble. It is best to help Young Master Yang of the Weiyang Escort Bureau investigate the matter of Yuguanyin."
"He thinks that Jade Guanyin should belong to our chivalrous villa. It seems that because of a treasure map, he has lost trust in the Yang family." Fu Wanqing said with a chuckle.
"This is the letter from there." The man in gray took out a letter from his sleeve and presented it to Fu Wanqing respectfully. Fu Wanqing took the unpacked bag, glanced at it hastily, a few hints of admiration appeared in her eyes, she nodded and smiled, "Very well, you go and tell Gui Li that you need him. When the time comes, let him do something for me."
The man in gray confessed many things, and Fu Wanqing's smile widened.
After all, this is a chaotic world, a world worthy of Fu Wanqing's use.
"By the way, miss, Shen Shengyi from the Diancang faction has also arrived in Lin'an Mansion." The man in gray suddenly remembered something, and when it came to last year, he turned his head and said something.
Yu Shengyan noticed that when the name Shen Shengyi was spoken, Fu Wanqing's breathing stopped slightly.
Gentle as jade, white clothes better than snow, gentleman sword Shen Shengyi is the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Diancang Sect. A year ago he had a sword competition with Fu Wanqing, but he only lost half a move. Shen Shengyi has a good reputation in the world, and Fu Wanqing is a moonlight in the hearts of knights in the world, so Shen Shengyi is the lover that every woman dreams of. Shen Shengyi is gentle and elegant, with a certain amount of advance and retreat, he is more like a swordsman than a Confucian scholar.
Shen Shengyi is one of the few men in the world who is not hated by Fu Wanqing.
Because of this, Shen Shengyi is the hatred of many knights in the Jianghu, especially Yang Wugong.
"They're all here. It's really lively. It seems that the Baidao Alliance attaches great importance to this matter." Fu Wanqing stared at the sycamore leaf falling from the branch and smiled slightly. "Yu Shengyan, have you seen Shen Shengyi? That handsome man, I'm afraid you will fall in love with him like Yang Wumin." Fu Wanqing asked with a smile, the jealousy in her heart grew wildly like weeds. If Yu Shengyan nodded, she might not be able to help but grab her Ruyu's neck.
Yu Shengyan squinted at Fu Wanqing and asked, "Do you like Shen Shengyi?" Her expression was sparse and indifferent, and what was reflected in her eyes was the sycamore leaf swaying in the autumn wind.
With a wave of Fu Wanqing's hand, she pinched the sycamore leaf in her palm, a pile of powder dripped down between her fingers, and was blown away by the oncoming autumn wind. Her smile is very soft, her eyes are very charming, she leaned close to Yu Shengyan, hooked her lips and said: "Although Shen Shengyi is very good, only you, Yu Shengyan, can enter my eyes. I said But I like you, I only like you. And you Yu Shengyan, you can only like me!"
"Yeah." Yu Shengyan snorted lightly.
Fu Wanqing nodded in satisfaction, and she asked, "Do you know what was written in that letter?" Before Yu Shengyan could answer, she continued, "You guys from the Black Mountain Hall of the Bishui Sect are really useless , they have been captured by my subordinates, and the silk shop originally under the name of your Bishui Sect has also been taken over by my people. If Lou Kexin got the news, she would definitely scold the people under her command thousands of times .”
The knights in the rivers and lakes also have to do business, otherwise there will be no money for them to squander. In the eyes of martial arts people, the Clear Water Sect is evil and heretics, but ordinary people don't care about it. They patronize a shop, only looking at the price and the goods. It doesn't matter if the owner of the shop changes several times, as long as the things stay the same. There are many shops under the name of Bishui Sect, which are far better than some sects in the Jianghu. Some of them were taken by extraordinary means, and some were brought down in a regular manner. The Bishui Sect is listed as a demon sect by people's envy and hatred, one of which is to plunder and oppress the good. But how can there be a good person who licks blood on the tip of a knife? Good people have already turned into a pile of loess.
Quietly, like a withered sycamore leaf, falling to the ground silently.
"Who!" Fu Wanqing yelled loudly, the sword in her hand flashing.
"Shen Shengyi." A gentle voice came from the hanging flower door, a young man in a white robe supported the jade crown on his head that was almost cut off by Fu Wanqing's sword energy.
Xiao Xiao is solemn and clear.
Yu Shengyan only glanced at it, then looked away.
And Fu Wanqing didn't turn around to look at that person at all.
"Last year, the 'Jade Guanyin' was lost. After Lu Qi was killed, someone brought it up again. It also involved the so-called treasure map. For a while, the knights in the rivers and lakes flocked to it, and someone Shen didn't believe it. Lin'an First, the mansion is under the order of the master; second, it is to make Miss Fu smile and look for the 'Jade Guanyin', so that the property can be returned to the original owner."
Fu Wanqing smiled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, she said: "Young Master Shen is really well informed."
Shen Shengyi acted as if he didn't understand Fu Wanqing's words. He stood where he was, cupped his hands, shook his head and said with a smile: "This matter spreads all over the world, and it involves the Baidao Alliance. Shen can't be unaware. Now the five disciples of the Baidao Alliance , Four families have already come, and only Brother Guo Ju from Flying Eagle Fort is left, and then we will discuss important matters together."
Fu Wanqing said with a smile: "I don't care about the 'Jade Guanyin'. I'm just here for sightseeing. Your Baidao Alliance has nothing to do with me. The brothers and sisters of the Yang family are in Lin'an Mansion. They don't care about this matter. You are very concerned, you might as well discuss with them, I think Yang Wumin will be very happy. As for whether you will be beaten by Yang Wugong, it depends on God's will."
"It's rare to get together. It's good to drink a cup of tea. The Longjing tea in Lin'an Prefecture is—"
"Heh." Fu Wanqing laughed, she turned around and faced Shen Shengyi, brushing her red lips with her fingertips, she replied, "I only like to drink blood."
Shen Shengyi's face changed, he didn't see Fu Wanqing's sword, but he already felt a bloody light. He retreated quickly along the white wall covered with vines, the sword energy brushed his cheeks, he stood firm, then brushed the dust off his clothes, and said with a smile: "Missy's skill is even deeper, I think there is no better in the world." The sword is coming soon." When he said this, his eyes fell on the silent Yu Shengyan, he had already recognized this woman, he was surprised in his heart, but his face still maintained that calmness.
"Is Mr. Shen still not leaving? Have you taken a fancy to the people around me?" Fu Wanqing smiled lightly.
A cold smile, a smile that hides murderous intent, like a sword, like a knife.
Shen Shengyi is not a person who doesn't know how to advance or retreat, but today, seeing these two women, a sense of dissatisfaction surged in his heart. He opened his legs and took a step forward, with a warm and clear smile on his face, he asked: "If Shen likes it, will Miss Fu be willing to give up?"
"What does Mr. Shen think of her? You should ask her that." Fu Wanqing pouted at Yu Shengyan and said with a smile.
Shen Shengyi took another step forward.
Fu Wanqing's eyes turned cold, but she didn't draw her sword.
Shen Shengyi's eyes lingered on Yu Shengyan's body. Everyone said that Fu Wanqing transformed one of her maids into the appearance of Yu Shengyan, the leader of the Demon Cult, but could this be true? Shen Shengyi is going to find out an answer today. Facing Fu Wanqing's sharp gaze, Shen Shengyi walked forward step by step, his outstretched hand was almost on Yu Shengyan's shoulder, and he said, "This girl, Shen—"
Shen Shengyi shut up, he felt a strong sword energy coming towards his face, but he didn't see the sword, nor the sword light, he saw a book coming towards him. The thin paper of the book is like a stack of sharp knives. Shen Shengyi is on his toes, and his figure is as light as a swallow. In an instant, he has drawn his sword in his hand, and stabs at the book. Seven seven forty-nine swords, his sword is fast enough.
The person landed, and the scattered scraps of paper flew with the wind.
Shen Shengyi frowned, stretched out his hand and touched his face, which was covered with bright red blood. At this time, the tingling sensation of the skin being cut came, and he stabbed forty-nine swords, and the scraps of paper also left forty-nine fine and small scars on his face, Although it looks like there is only one scar.
Shen Shengyi left, full of melancholy.
Fu Wanqing smiled happily. She hugged Yu Shengyan, and whispered in her ear: "Men are all virtues. In their eyes, women are goods. Don't look at him well-dressed, deep in his heart Maybe there's a beast hiding."