At first glance, I thought Tianji Gate was a mysterious place where someone who was proficient in Qimen gossip could spy on the secrets of heaven, but in fact it was not. The sect master of Tianjimen, Zhong Tianshi, used one hand with an axe, while his two precious sons used two swords. Although the weapons are different, the kung fu goes the same way.
Dim candles lit up the mourning hall.
The Zhong brothers were full of grief, and scolded those shameless, insidious and cunning people in their mouths, but they didn't mention a word about the leader of the Demon Cult, Yu Shengyan. They obviously forgot that in the whole world, only Yu Shengyan could make the Huaixiu sword technique superb. If Yu Shengyan was a man or an ugly woman, I am afraid that the two brothers would have scolded her, but Yu Shengyan is a stunning woman, and almost all men will tremble when they see her, just like seeing Fu Like the blooming flaming rose in Wanqing.
The Hidden Blade is very fast, as fast as a shooting star, or faster than a shooting star.
Huai Xiujian is very faint, as pale as a burst of Jiangyan, or even lighter than Jiangyan.
Besides Yu Shengyan, who else can use the Huai Xiu sword technique? Holding her chin with one hand, Fu Wanqing sat in the small pavilion in the middle of the lake and fell into deep thought. She originally asked Yu Shengyan directly behind her, but she was sure that the woman would not answer, maybe even she didn't know. A gust of wind whipped up the fiery red maple leaves and fell to the surface of the water, and some of them flew into the pavilion. Soon there was almost no shadow, and the maple leaf was chopped into pieces, like a handful of dust scattered in the air.
"Good swordsmanship!" A loud shout came into the pavilion.
Fu Wanqing raised her eyelids, a charming smile appeared on her lips. She brushed her hair, and her eyes only slightly swept away from the two people who were carrying a lot of filial piety. Of course she knew who the two young men standing on the red bridge were, and she also knew that the two men had been peeping at her for a long time. She enjoyed this kind of admiring gaze very much, but when she thought of Yu Shengyan by her side, a little bit of unhappiness rose in her heart.
The Zhong brothers were already smiling and walking towards this side. Under the beauty's smile, they forgot all their grief, and even forgot that their deceased father's coffin was still parked in the hall. The Zhong brothers are of the same mother, but their descriptions are embarrassing. The elder brother Zhong Shiling was handsome and elegant, very much like his mother, while the younger brother Zhong Shixiu was hulking, like a barbarian. His old father Zhong Tian is very similar.
They approached the pavilion, but they dared not enter the pavilion.
Fu Wanqing is very beautiful, but this kind of beauty is thorny and wild. The Zhong brothers are aware of their own weight, and know that they cannot control a beauty like Fu Wanqing. It's just that it's not easy to control one's eyes in the face of beauty. Their eyes are moving, leaving Fu Wanqing's body, and crashing into the white-clothed Yu Shengyan who is standing aside. In the cold eyes.
Astonishment and astonishment intertwined in their eyes. Since the Zhong brothers are admirers of Yu Shengyan, they are naturally very clear about her appearance. Now that such a beauty has appeared in front of him alive, how can he not surprise? They determined that it was Yu Shengyan, but the many doubts caused them to overthrow their conjectures, and cast doubtful eyes on Fu Wanqing, hoping to get an answer from her.
Fu Wanqing kept their expressions in her eyes, she curled her lips and asked, "Do you like it?"
The Zhong brothers immediately nodded in understanding.
Zhong Shiling said smartly: "Missy's disguise technique has gone a step further." Fu Wanqing's behavior has always been perverse and unexpected, Zhong Shiling decided that she deliberately disguised the maid beside her into Yu Shengyan's appearance. Fu Wanqing and Yu Shengyan seem to be incompatible. With Fu Wanqing's pride, she will only eliminate those who are as famous as her one by one, and trample on the soles of her feet. She, Fu Wanqing, can only stand at the top. Zhong Shiling really wanted to say a few words of praise, but he couldn't speak ill of Yu Shengyan, so he could only lower his head and stay silent at the side.
The eyes of the two brothers stayed on Yu Shengyan obviously longer than their own. Even if they believed in their hearts that this person was not Yu Shengyan, the identical demeanor and appearance made them obsessed. They were looking at Yu Shengyan, and Yu Shengyan's eyes turned to the misty distant mountain. Fu Wanqing suddenly wanted to poach the eyes of the two brothers. She threw the teacup on the stone table, which shocked the two brothers back to their thoughts. Seeing their puzzled expressions, Fu Wanqing chuckled lightly and said, "What are you brothers doing here instead of going to the front hall to deal with the important affairs of Tianjimen? Could it be that you fell in love with the beauty next to me?" ?”
Who dares to touch the woman next to Fu Wanqing? Even if the two brothers had such intentions, they didn't dare to show it easily. With a stiff smile on their faces, they cupped their hands and turned to leave, but the lingering footsteps showed their great reluctance. "The old and the young are all so useless, and none of them are promising." Fu Wanqing looked at the distant figure and sneered.
The rustling wind blew the water surface, leaving circle after circle of ripples.
From the autumn wind, Fu Wanqing suddenly sensed a bit of loneliness. Yu Shengyan quietly stood behind her, but she was so indifferent that no one could feel her presence. Even if she looks at you faintly with her eyes, you will think that her gaze has already penetrated everything and landed on that distant place. With power, money, fame, and the beauty envied by thousands of people, Fu Wanqing still felt empty in her heart, as if a piece was missing. What else? opponent? People are right in front of her, but unfortunately she is still unwilling to draw her sword.
Fu Wanqing stood up, she turned to Yu Shengyan, and asked with a smile: "I heard that the best sword in the Jianghu is the Huai Xiujian, and I also heard that the most powerful swordsman in the Jianghu is actually Yu Shengyan, the leader of the Demon Cult."
Yu Shengyan raised her eyelids and glanced at Fu Wanqing's smiling face. She said coldly, "Although I promise to stay by your side, I will not compete with you."
Fu Wanqing said: "I've changed my mind, I won't compete with you. Anyway, I'm not the only one in this world who hasn't seen your Hidden Sword." The fingers that were trapped in the sleeves stretched out, She gently picked Yu Shengyan's chin, and took a step forward, as if to touch her lips. Fu Wanqing turned her face away and chuckled, "I kept you by my side just to let you watch a good show. Three months is enough."
Yu Shengyan turned her head to avoid Fu Wanqing's warm breath, but her lips brushed against Fu Wanqing's face slightly, Yu Shengyan didn't take this little matter to heart, she Just following Fu Wanqing's words, and asked lightly: "Good show?"
Fu Wanqing squinted her eyes, her fingertips retracted from Yu Shengyan's chin, and unconsciously landed on her side face that was lightly brushed by Yu Shengyan, at this moment, an inexplicable feeling rose in her heart Unknown emotions come. Fu Wanqing was able to control her facial expressions very well, without revealing her thoughts at all. "Of course this is a good show. In three months, the so-called Baidao Alliance collapsed little by little, and your Demon Cult began to decay from the inside. Isn't this a very good show?" These words Speaking from other mouths, others would only regard her as a lunatic and a fool, but speaking from Fu Wanqing's mouth, there is a force that makes people believe involuntarily. Although Fu Wanqing is the daughter of the leader Fu Hui, no one knows what she wants to do or what she is doing. If her surname was not Fu, those people would probably treat her as an out-and-out witch, of course, an extremely beautiful witch.
After Fu Wanqing said this, she stared at Yu Shengyan carefully, but she gradually became disappointed. There was no unnecessary expression on Yu Shengyan's face, and only a faint "Oh" came out of her mouth. As if the Baidao Alliance had nothing to do with her, neither did the Clear Water Sect. This kind of enemy who has nothing in his eyes and heart is terrifying, even if everything is pretended, then this person is also terrifying. Looking at Yu Shengyan, Fu Wanqing felt a sense of dread in her heart. She suddenly wanted to shoot Yu Shengyan to death, and with a thought, the murderous intent was revealed.
Yu Shengyan noticed it, she just took a small step forward, reached out and pinched the maple leaf that fell on Fu Wanqing's shoulder. It was at this moment, this simple action, that all of Fu Wanqing's murderous aura was eliminated. Fu Wanqing was a little discouraged, and felt that she had lost before she drew her sword. How could there be the word "lose" in Fu Wanqing's life? Everything about her should be perfect.
"Why is there me and Yu Shengyan in the world?"
Fu Wanqing sighed softly.
Looking at the lake and water, looking at the fiery red maple forest, Fu Wanqing suddenly wanted to play the flute.
She remembered the sound of the piano when she first saw Yu Shengyan.
Is it possible to play a song with her