Ten years in the cold window, only to find out that it is a martial arts

Li Xianyu looked at Wang Yuyan: "So... what are you worried about?"

"I... Since we are a fake marriage, how can we be a real couple?" Wang Yuyan whispered, her cheeks were very red.

"Only God knows about this matter, so why not give it a try?" Li Xianyu said.

"This...isn't very good." Wang Yuyan lowered her head and struggled, feeling a little shaken in her heart.

"Then let's take a step back." Li Xianyu suggested, "When outsiders are present, we are just friends. When it's just the two of us alone, like now...then let's try to be a couple.

If you are not willing to do this, then there is no need to say more about the fake marriage for a while. "

Wang Yuyan was silent for a long time, then whispered, "How should the couple get along?"

After speaking, her cheeks were flushed like blood, and she was unbearably ashamed.

A smile flashed in Li Xianyu's eyes, and he said leisurely: "Probably when I was practicing, you should not only guide me in my moves, but also find ways to help me improve my skills."

Wang Yuyan raised her head and stared blankly at Li Xianyu.

This is the couple he thought?

Is it because I don't know much about reading, or is he stupid in reading?

"By analogy." Li Xianyu continued, "When I reach out to hold your hand, you have to take the initiative to put it in my palm.

When I want to scrape the tip of your nose, not only can you not hide, but you have to take the initiative to extend the tip of your nose.

When I want to drink water, you have to take the initiative to pass the teacup to my hand. "

"That's right." Wang Yuyan thought to herself, her heart was pounding and a red cloud rose on her face when she thought of "holding hands" and "scratching noses" with Li Xianyu in the future.

"Understood?" Li Xianyu asked.

Wang Yuyan lowered her head and said nothing, feeling that Li Xianyu had been staring at her, so she could only respond with a hum.

"Now that you understand, what are you waiting for?" Li Xianyu raised his eyebrows.

Wang Yuyan blinked and looked up at Li Xianyu.

"Pillage." Li Xianyu stretched out his hand and scratched Wang Yuyan's nose directly, and snorted softly, "Go and steal it for me... No, take some medicine for me, otherwise how can I improve my skills?"

Feeling the itching coming from the tip of her nose, Wang Yuyan blushed, but she was shy and at the same time inexplicably speechless after hearing Li Xianyu's request.

"I'll go find it for you." Wang Yuyan got up from the bed with a blushing face, and left the Langhuan Jade Cave in a little haste.

"After setting up the pot, will it be far from raw rice to mature rice?"

Li Xianyu stretched his waist and whispered to himself.

He is not in a hurry, he has plenty of time.

The most important thing right now is to increase your strength as soon as possible.

As for women, it is good to lose some kidneys for the time being.

Distraction, too much affects the speed of drawing the knife.

Chapter 56 The Confused Mu Wanqing

Mantuo Villa, Wangchun Pavilion.

One of Li Qingluo's rest homes.

"How should I write it?"

Li Qingluo sat lazily on the soft couch, holding a pen in one hand and a piece of hard red wedding paper in the other. She planned to write a wedding invitation, but with the pen in her hand, her mind was empty and she didn't know how to write.

In her life, there are a total of two men: the real man Duan Zhengchun, and the titular husband Wang Jinshi.

Both of them are quite talented.

Li Qingluo was able to fall in love with Duan Zhengchun, the initial reason was Duan Zhengchun's literary talents.

Wang Jinshi was chosen to take over because of Wang Jinshi's family background and because of Wang Jinshi's literary talents.

As for Li Qingluo herself...the phrase 'arty' is perfect.

She didn't have much literary talent, but what she liked the most at the beginning was Duan Zhengchun's literary talent.

"It would be great if Duan Lang was here."

Li Qingluo sighed, and felt that if Duan Lang was here, even if she didn't write for herself, she would still be inspired by Duan Lang's presence, and she would never be as empty-headed as she is now.

Whoosh~.

Suddenly, a piercing sound sounded.

A short arrow struck from outside the pavilion and shot directly at Li Qingluo's right shoulder.

Li Qingluo's face changed, and she subconsciously raised the hard wedding paper in her hand to block it.

The short arrow passed through the red hard wedding paper, rubbed Li Qingluo's right shoulder and hit the soft couch, scratching her skin.

"Who?" Li Qingluo stood up abruptly, her face gloomy.

Mu Wanqing, dressed in black and wearing a black veil, came from outside the pavilion.

"It seems really not strong."

Mu Wanqing thought to herself, she just tried the arrow just now, but she didn't expect to scratch Li Qingluo's shoulder.

"Who are you?" Li Qingluo reached out and grabbed the saber next to the soft couch, feeling a little lucky in her heart, fortunately, she specially held the saber in order to compete with Li Xianyu.

"Bitch, you have been sending people to hunt and kill this girl, why don't you even know who this girl is?" Mu Wanqing sneered.

"Chasing and killing you?" Li Qingluo stared at Mu Wanqing, and said, "Are you 'Xiangyaocha' Mu Wanqing, the apprentice of 'Sura Saber' Qin Hongmian?"

The woman in front of her was very young, whether she was listening to her voice or looking at her figure and face.

"Since you know it's my girl, then go to hell." Mu Wanqing sneered, stopped talking nonsense, flicked her right hand, and three sleeve arrows shot out in volley.

Li Qingluo drew out her long sword in an instant, and her figure flickered to the right. She swung the long sword forward and chopped off a short arrow.

The other two short arrows shot straight behind Li Qingluo.

"Eh?" Mu Wanqing narrowed her eyes, the three sleeve arrows just now... She used eighty percent of her power.

It stands to reason that even if this bitch can escape, he should be in a very embarrassing situation.

"Looking for death!" Li Qingluo was completely enraged, and stepped forward quickly, waving the long sword in her hand in a rather treacherous manner.

Mu Wanqing's face changed slightly, and she immediately drew out the sword hanging from her waist to fight.

Clang~.

When the two swords touched, there was a 'clang' sound.

Mu Wanqing took a step back uncontrollably with her right foot, while Li Qingluo continued to attack.

"what happened?"

Mu Wanqing's pupils narrowed sharply, and her figure flicked to avoid it.

"Little slut, who gave you the courage to come here alone to bring misfortune to my old lady?" Li Qingluo sneered, her long sword was like the wind, constantly slashing at Mu Wanqing.

This crushing battle relieved her gloomy mood somewhat.

Before losing to Li Xianyu twice in a row, she almost doubted whether her strength was really that useless.

Now it seems that it's not that she is useless, but that little pervert surnamed Li is too evil.

In the face of Li Qingluo's sword move, Mu Wanqing was able to answer and dismantle the move at first, but after a while, she was forced to dodge high and low, repeatedly dodging.

"That bastard must have colluded with this bitch and deliberately acted in front of me!"

Mu Wanqing's face was extremely cold, and she hated Li Xianyu in her heart.

The entire pavilion became a battlefield for the two.

Shua~.

Li Qingluo lifted Mu Wanqing's black veil with a sword.

"The little bitch looks pretty good."

Li Qingluo sneered, and her sword moves became more and more fierce.

Mu Wanqing's complexion was slightly pale, and her evasive posture became more and more staggered.

Swish.

Swish.

Swish.

Li Qingluo's sword move was sudden and urgent, she swiped three times, and chopped Mu Wanqing's left shoulder, chest and right calf respectively.

For a moment, Mu Wanqing's dodging speed dropped drastically.

Li Qingluo sneered, condescendingly, the tip of the sword reached Mu Wanqing's throat.

"Little bitch, can you accept it?" Li Qingluo smiled at the corner of her mouth, in a good mood.

Mu Wanqing half-kneeled on the ground, with her head up, her face as cold as water, she glanced at Li Qingluo's right shoulder from the corner of her eye, and said lightly, "Look at your right shoulder."

Li Qingluo was stunned, and subconsciously glanced sideways, her face suddenly changed, and said sharply: "There is poison on the arrow!"

At the very beginning, when she encountered Mu Wanqing's tricks, the short arrow rubbed against her right shoulder, which only scratched the skin a little.

Unexpectedly, the short arrow was poisoned.

At this moment, the blood overflowing from her right shoulder had turned black.

"Although this is the first time we have met, it is by no means the first time we have dealt with each other. Don't you know if my short arrow is poisonous?" Mu Wanqing sneered.

"Bring the antidote." Li Qingluo gritted her teeth. Indeed, quite a few maidservants died because of being hit by short arrows.

"Dream." Mu Wanqing said coldly, "It would be great if I could poison you to death."

"You." Li Qingluo was furious, and directly slashed at Mu Wanqing's chest with a sword.

Mu Wanqing's complexion changed slightly, she backed away again and again, the tip of the sword cut her black clothes, and the two small medicine bottles, one red and one white, rolled to the ground in her arms.

The gazes of Li Qingluo and Mu Wanqing were fixed at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the two moved at the same time.

Li Qingluo quickly raised her sword to pick up the small white medicine bottle, while Mu Wanqing reached out to grab the small red medicine bottle.

After grabbing the medicine, the two figures were more than ten feet apart.

"If you practice your skills again, you will definitely die." Mu Wanqing stood up and said coldly.

Li Qingluo's complexion fluctuated, she glared at Mu Wanqing bitterly, and sternly said, "Where did everyone die?"

Mu Wanqing sneered, turned around and left.

Before plotting against Li Qingluo, she had knocked out all the maidservants in the attic.

Soon.

The news of Li Qingluo's assassination spread throughout Mantuo Villa.

A group of maids strictly searched every corner of Mantuo Villa, and the wharves became the top priority of the strict investigation.

Mu Wanqing limped to the shore, took a look, turned around and left.

Where there is a boat, there is a team of maids guarding it. In her current state, it is difficult to grab the boat and leave.

the other side.

Wang Yuyan, who was looking for cultivation pills for Li Xianyu in the pharmacy, heard that her mother had been assassinated, her heart tightened, and she rushed to Wangchun Pavilion immediately.

"Mother, are you alright?"

Wang Yuyan looked at Li Qingluo's freshly bandaged right shoulder, feeling extremely worried.

"I'm fine, you stay by my side, don't go anywhere." Li Qingluo said, her face pale.

Beside her, a white-haired old woman was feeling her pulse.

"Miss, your pulse is weak..." The white-haired old woman hesitated, "This is the sign of poisoning."

Li Qingluo's face changed slightly, remembering the small red medicine bottle that Mu Wanqing snatched before leaving.

"You must bring that little bitch back to me." Li Qingluo gritted her teeth.