Now as long as someone comes to Liuli Wonderland to look for Su Zhenzhen, Qu Shitu will always reply: "Go to Wuyutian to look for it."
I really don't know if Su Zhenzhen has already planned to settle in Wuyutian, and Su Zhenzhen rarely appears behind the Glazed Wonderland, so can Qu Shitu avoid the fate of being summoned? Wrong, because Tan Wuyu wanted to eat the cakes and dishes for three meals, Su Zhenzhen would come back every day and tell him to make them first, and then take them to his relatives and juniors. Qu Shitu looked up to the sky and sighed, since he knew Su Zhenzhen from the very beginning, it was a mistake, so he had no choice but to admit it...
But on this day, Su Zhenzhen stayed obediently in the Liuli Wonderland, Qu Shitu couldn't help asking curiously: "Why don't you run to Wuyutian?"
"Wuyu will come to Liuli Wonderland for a month from today." Su Zhenzhen said with a smile, Wuyu is still Wuyu, how could I lose the bet
Here's the thing:
Su Zhenzhen was determined to abduct Tan Wuyu back to Liuli Wonderland again, so he said to Tan Wuyu, "Junior brother, look at this lotus."
Tan Wuyu looked at a white lotus in the pond that Xiang Suzhenzhen was pointing at, "How about a bet?"
"What bet?"
"I bet this lotus has an even number of petals."
"Really? You said double is double. You want to bet. You don't know how to play tricks." After a few days of getting along, Tan Wuyu also knew that Su was really a treacherous and slippery person.
Trust him too much.
"Then I bet on odd numbers, how about it?"
"Just bet."
"What about the loser?"
"Just make one request with the winner." Tan Wuyu thought to himself, I'm not willing to make it up to you.
"Okay." Su Huan took a few steps lightly, stepped on the water in the pool, picked off the white lotus and returned to Tan Wuyu, "You have a good look."
Gradually peel off the double petals, leaving only one petal hanging alone on the lotus stem.
"How?" Su Zhenzhen still raised that confident smile. Although Tan Wuyu was not reconciled, he had no choice but to say, "You are lucky, what do you want?"
"My request is very simple, please come to Liuli Wonderland as a guest for a month."
"that's it?"
"that's it."
So Tan Wuyu was once again tricked into the Glazed Wonderland. As soon as he stepped into the gate, there was a faint sound of sleeves flying from the courtyard. Looking deeper, he saw the cold light swaying between the shadows of the trees. Wu, Zihua picks, turns, jumps, and moves in the hand, the sword is sometimes as thin as a soft barbarian, and sometimes as fierce as a thunder, and three feet of autumn water falls into Su Huanzhen's hands, and it seems to be turned into a master's brush , outlining the awe-inspiring scenery.
Looking at Xuanying who was obsessed with dancing swords, Tan Wuyu's heart twitched slightly, as if something flashed across his heart at that moment that he couldn't grasp, it was an inexplicably familiar feeling, but he couldn't say it. So yes.
That seems to be something that should be very close to him, but no matter how hard he tries, Tan Wuyu's blank mind just can't make up this foggy outline, leaving only annoying confusion.
At this time, the handsome man wielding a sword finally noticed Tan Wuyu's arrival.
"Wuyu, you're here." Stretching his body and putting his sword back into its sheath, Su Zhenzhen looked at Tan Wuyu with a smile on his face.
"En." Tan Wuyu responded, and suddenly said, "This set of sword techniques should belong to two people."
Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed across Su Zhenzhen's face, and then he smiled and said: "This set of swordsmanship is called Mingming Holy Swordsmanship, and the other position is reserved for you."
"I?"
"Yes, the sun belongs to yang, the moon belongs to yin, the sun and the moon work together to kill all evils, and the combination of yin and yang destroys thousands of demons. This is a sword technique that belongs only to you and me." Su Zhenzhen's moist and gentle eyes
Looking at Tan Wuyu, who was being watched all the time, and the words just now, there was a slight ripple in his heart, and then he returned to calm.
"Would you like to try it?"
Tan Wuyu took the sword that Su Zhenzhen handed over, although he had no internal strength, he seemed to be no stranger to this sword move.
The heart moves at will, the sword turns like a heart, and the sword edge in Tan Wuyu's hand dances slowly, matching the trajectory that seems to have been engraved deep in the soul, from the initial timidity to the smooth flow of water, the sword is like one, Even though there is no internal strength to complement it, there is a faint softness and beauty in the moves that people dare not violate. Compared with Su Huan's majestic and domineering, although the swordsmanship is exactly the same, it is a completely different interpretation.
Seeing Tan Wuyu dancing the sword, Su Zhenzhen couldn't help but feel moved. "How long has it been since you saw Wu Yu dancing sword like this?"
Ever since the two of them created this sword technique when they were studying in Bandouping, they have never seen Tan Wuyu use Mingsheng's sword technique outside of the battlefield. It is a tool for contending for supremacy, not something for entertainment. Now Tan Wuyu's sword dance without a trace of his thoughts can be said to be the only one in the past many years. It can't help but remind Su Zhenhuan of the years when he and Tan Wuyu were studying together, that period of distant dreams.
When Su Zhenzhen found out, he had already picked up the sword and danced with Tan Wuyu.
The masculinity of the genius of the day and the femininity of the genius of the moon, two extreme interpretations of the same set of swordsmanship. It is like a waterfall and turbulent flow, like a goddess singing a long song, composing a peerless elegance.
The elegant demeanor of the sun and the moon is eclipsed under all the sky.
I don't know how long it took to dance before the two stopped. Although Tan Wuyu was gasping for breath, this sword move unexpectedly matched Su Zhenzhen's. The satisfaction he gave made him feel no physical fatigue at all.
"Wuyu, are you okay?" Wuyu, who had lost his inner strength, had already worked hard to lift the sword. Seeing his tired face, Su really regretted giving him the sword.
"No problem."
Su Huanzhen carefully supported Tan Wuyu to the gazebo, and took out a silk scarf to wipe his sweat, but Tan Wuyu didn't realize that there was anything wrong with it, habit... is really a terrible thing.
During this month, Tan Wuyu was treated here at the VIP level, which made Qu Shitu dumbfounded and shouted: "It's not fair!!!"
"Water." Tan Wuyu opened his mouth lightly, and within a minute, hot water was served.
"Lotus seed cake." A fragrant plate of lotus seed cake was placed on the table.
"Cold." The coat immediately covered Tan Wuyu's body.
He didn't care that his younger brother treated him like a servant, but Su Zhenzhen served him very happily, with a smile on his face, and asked Tan Wuyu what he lacked in a soft voice.
Once Gongsunyue and Mr. Butterfly came to Liuli Wonderland to find Tan Wuyu, Qu Shitu realized that Su Zhenzhen's behavior was not too bizarre, Su Zhenruo was just like a servant, Mr. Butterfly
He is already a slave at all, could it be... Are all good men in martial arts today like this? (Luo: It’s all because of love~~~~~~~~)
In a blink of an eye, the one-month deadline came, Tan Wuyu left Liuli Wonderland and returned to Wuyutian, walking slowly, the surrounding scenery changed in an instant, a solar eclipse suddenly appeared in the sky, the vegetation shifted, and dark clouds shrouded it.
Seeing this vision, Tan Wuyu stopped, and a red-haired man in front of him gradually came from the shadow, holding a spear, with bright red patterns engraved on his face, and bursting with demonic energy all over his body.
"You are..." Tan Wuyu just opened his mouth, but he was surprised to find that the gun blade of the comer had already been handed to his eyes! Bending his body in a hurry, the deadly cold wave just brushed across his forehead, cutting off a few strands of white hair, and he was very embarrassed to avoid it.
"Struggling is useless, hehehe." Tiao Xielang approached Tan Wuyu step by step with an arrogant and evil smile, and the murderous aura rolled up in his hands, teaching Tan Wuyu couldn't help it I broke out in a cold sweat.
However, the inherent arrogance of Yue Caizi does not allow him to shrink back because of this. Although he doesn't know what the intention of the visitor is, it is definitely not his style to sit and wait for death. Clank and roar!
The sword light shot out, and Ming Sheng's swordsmanship pierced through the strong wind to attack the monster in front of him. The momentum was so sharp that even Teng Xielang couldn't help shrinking his pupils.
This sword can be said to be the culmination of Tan Wuyu's sword art. However, Tan Wuyu forgot that he had already lost that proud inner strength.
I saw Teng Xielang's figure move, the sword and the spear intertwined for a moment, and the sword without strong inner strength broke in response, in an instant! The end of the spear had sunk into Tan Wuyu's right shoulder, and blood was slowly oozing out.
"Hmm..." Tan Wuyu groaned, cold sweat kept dripping, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't show weakness easily even though the pain was very severe.
"Tsk tsk tsk... It seems that the moon talent lost all his internal strength and memory. I really came at the right time, hahaha."
Satisfied, Teng Xielang took his pained look into his eyes, and the spear in his hand was pushed a little further, making Tan Wuyu's body tremble, and the blood that flowed even stained the ground red.
"Oh, it's really tough, it can be tolerated like this." Teng Xielang smiled wickedly, in a good mood.
"If you want to kill... just kill, why bother... so much nonsense." Tan Wuyu spat out vermilion, stared at Teng Xielang and said bitterly.
"This is not okay, someone will be sad when you die, hahahaha..."
After finishing speaking, a bright red blood mist slowly appeared behind Teng Xielang, trying to expand it bigger and bigger. After the blood mist covered the two of them and gradually dissipated, the two figures were gone, only the ground was bright red.