It seemed that no one had ever been submerged in the pool, and the strange silence almost made Yu Shengyan think that Fu Wanqing had drowned. She took a few steps forward, looked at the cold pool filled with water vapor, and suddenly stopped in her tracks. She smiled softly, turned around, and made the appearance of leaving.
With a sound of "wow-", the person who dived into the water jumped out like a silver carp. The wet black hair fell on her bare shoulders. Fu Wanqing opened her eyes and put one hand on her chest. She shouted, "Yu Shengyan, where are you going!" Eagerness no longer hides. She was really afraid that Yu Shengyan would leave her in this strange forest.
Yu Shengyan turned around and picked her chin, and asked, "Have you washed it?" Fu Wanqing was taken aback, but before she understood what she meant, she suddenly heard her say: "The water in the pool should not be soaked for too long." As if receiving the imperial edict, the naked Fu Wanqing jumped out of the water pool, and stood in front of Yu Shengyan just like that.
Drops of water flowed down her hair and across her soft chest.
The water droplets slid over the slender legs along Miaoman's curve.
Yu Shengyan's eyes slid from her eyebrows to her toes, and the water stains spread on the ground. Fu Wanqing shivered when the cold night wind blew, her red nose looked pitiful. Yu Shengyan calmly took off her coat, and wrapped Fu Wanqing tightly.
Fu Wanqing muttered a little: "I'm cold."
Yu Shengyan hugged her in his arms, and ran wildly in this dark and slanting forest with strange branches. The cry of the Han Haoniao was like a ghost cry, and the howl of wild beasts was near and far away. Fu Wanqing nestled in Yu Shengyan's arms and closed her eyes comfortably. It was very warm, so warm that Miss Fu fell asleep instantly without the slightest drowsiness. She dreamed of the unfinished wedding at Chivalrous Villa, the hijab slipped off, she raised her head slightly, and met Yu Shengyan's smiling eyes.
"We are married, you are me, and I am you, so there is no need to compete with swords."
The dream talk, or the words in the heart, flowed out of Miss Fu's mouth when she was unconscious.
Yu Shengyan sat on the head of the bed and smiled softly, or did he compete with swords? Miss, this obsession is really deep. Stuffing Fu Wanqing's hand into the bed, Yu Shengyan's hand gently scraped Fu Wanqing's nose. Suddenly, she remembered something again, which made her frown tightly furrowed again. She got up and walked out of the room, closing the door softly.
Under the dim light, a figure with its back turned to her seemed to have been waiting there a long time ago.
"Master Yuda, we meet again." Yue Honghua turned around and said with a chuckle.
"Miss Yue." Yu Shengyan nodded towards her and said softly.
"Miss is in your hands, I am very relieved." Yue Honghua smiled.
"You guys..." Yu Shengyan rubbed the center of his brows and sighed, "You should follow the plan."
"Thank you, Master Yu." Yue Honghua cupped his hands.
"You don't need to thank me." Yu Shengyan flicked his sleeves, turned around and went back to the room. And Yue Honghua, who had been looking at her back, had a wider smile on his lips.
If Miss Fu was unwilling, how could Zhang Zongyi get it so easily? The people from Wuji Palace followed in the dark until Yu Shengyan appeared.
Is Miss Fu just using this matter to force herself to show up? Yu Shengyan looked at her peaceful sleeping face and shook his head.
After Miss Fu was robbed on her wedding day, there was another news in Jianghu that Young Master Yang of the Weiyang Bodyguard Bureau went crazy.
After being drunk, Yang Wugong made a big wedding, and suddenly disappeared again, and finally found his trace in a broken cave. The clothes on his body were messy, and he lay on the ground and fell asleep. Beside him were several severed chains, and the ground was covered with fragments of the wedding dress. Just being in such a scene can make people think of many things. Shen Shengyi from the Diancang faction beat Yang Wugong up, but no one came out to stop him. Right after this, Mr. Yang went crazy.
Yang Yifei's face was livid, no one dared to mention the word Yang Wugong in front of him.
"What about Chivalry Villa?" Yang Yifei asked wearily.
"Leader Fu said that the most urgent task is to find out the whereabouts of the eldest lady. Only in this way can I pay back the young master's innocence."
"What innocence! That villain! It's ridiculous!" Yang Yifei punched the case table, he stood up abruptly, and sat down again, "You go and answer, just say that the Weiyang Escort will definitely find the eldest lady Yes, and, regarding the matter of Yanxia Island, I, the Weiyang Escort Bureau, will not get involved, let them go."
"Chief Escort, this—"
"What, what, do as I say!" Yang Yifei shouted violently.
"Yes, little one, let's go now." The man kneeling on the ground was scolded by Yang Yifei, and hurriedly left the hall in a hurry. Yang Yifei twisted his sword eyebrows, and slowly rubbed his forehead with his hands. Before the mess in my mind could be sorted out, another servant ran in yelling, knelt on the ground, panting and said: "Master, it's not good! Ma'am and Miss, they are going to Chivalry Villa!" Already!"
"What?" Yang Yifei was shocked, and quickly stood up, "Come on, prepare your horses and go to Chivalrous Villa!"
What can these two women, Liu Wei and Yang Wumin, do? They ran to Chivalry Villa for nothing more than to make trouble, the Weiyang Bodyguard Bureau had already lost all face, after they made such a fuss, do you still want to see people? The anger in Yang Yifei's heart had accumulated to a certain level, he whipped down fiercely, the horse hissed in pain, and ran away quickly.
Liu Wei and Yang Wumin brought a group of servants, but what use could those people be? Corpses lay side by side on the ground, the two steeds had already run away, only Liu Wei and Yang Wumin sat down in a pool of blood, watching the masked man approaching step by step with trepidation.
"You, who are you? My father is Yang Yifei from the Baidao Alliance! If you dare to touch our mother and daughter, my father will definitely—" Before Yang Wumin finished speaking, a bloody welt was drawn on his face. There are tiny thorns on the whip, and it is a burning pain when it is scratched, let alone a whip with strong internal force.
"Yang Yifei?" The masked man raised his head and smiled, "He will come to accompany you mother and daughter soon."
"You, who are you?" Liu Wei kept shrinking back, as if looking at a devil.
"Actually, it's okay to tell you." The masked man snorted softly and said with a smile, "The world is boundless, do you understand?"
The shadow of the whip and the light of the sword overlapped, it was the last scene that the mother and daughter saw.
Yang Yifei came in time, the masked man hid himself in the tree, and then he appeared on a fine horse. He no longer had to worry about the mother and daughter going to the Chivalry Villa to find trouble, because in front of his eyes were only two cold corpses. The only son went crazy, and his wife and daughter died on the road. Yang Yifei's eyes were bloodshot, he raised his head and roared, knelt down beside his wife and daughter, stretched out his hand to close their eyes.
Frightened and distorted faces, who did they see at the end
"Yang Yifei, you have appeared." The masked man who fell from the tree and held a long whip said with a smile.
"You moved your hand?" Yang Yifei yelled wildly, he stood up, but his knees softened, and he fell back to the ground, looking at his darkened palm in disbelief, he shouted, "You, come down!" Poison? Despicable!"
"It doesn't matter what method you use, as long as you can achieve your goal." The masked man said with a smile.
"Who are you? When did the Weiyang Escort offend you?" Yang Yifei quickly sealed his big hole, half kneeling on the ground and said unwillingly, "Could it be that you were planning to frame us from the very beginning? Chivalry Villa? Are you a member of the Demon Cult? Are you going to destroy the White Dao Alliance?"
The masked man ignored Yang Yifei's series of questions, she just raised her head and chuckled, and asked, "Does Hero Yang remember where this is?"
"Where?" Yang Yifei frowned and asked.
"This is the only way from the Chivalry Villa to the Weiyang Escort. Back then, Mrs. Fu galloped on this road and was ambushed! Don't you, Yang Yifei, feel guilty? You are worthy of your wife? You are worthy of your brother Fu Hui Do you think that this matter is well concealed and no one will find out? You killed your own wife, and you were afraid that Mrs. Fu would come to ask the teacher about your crimes, so you set up an ambush on the way, causing both of their sisters to die! Yang Yifei, You are so cruel!"
"You, you—" Yang Yifei's face turned pale in an instant, "Who the hell are you? How do you know these things?"
"Hahaha. You don't care who I am, you just have to remember that I'm here to seek revenge!" The masked man sneered, threw the long whip aside, wiped his hand between his belt, and a soft sword came out. sheath.
Bright red blood flowed down the tip of the sword.
She turned around and walked away without looking back.
"Weiyang Escort Bureau." The four words on the white paper were vigorous and powerful. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Fu Wanqing's lips curled up into a smile, and he erased the four words fiercely.
"Yang Yifei is dead." Yu Shengyan said lightly, "and his wife and daughter."
"The Yang family isn't dead yet, isn't there a Yang Wugong left?" Fu Wanqing chuckled lightly, dropped the wolf hair, wrapped her arms around Yu Shengyan's waist, and said with a smile, "Soon, all of this will be over." it's over."
"You said it was three months." Yu Shengyan sneered.
Fu Wanqing's smile froze, she snorted softly and said, "It stands to reason, but I met someone who was not in the plan."
Yu Shengyan shook his head, pulled Fu Wanqing away, and said, "Miss Fu, I have always been in your plan."
Fu Wanqing smiled lightly and said, "Then Master Yuda, I used you, will you be angry?"
"No." Yu Shengyan shook his head and replied.