Hibiscus Moon

Xia Yunfeng retreated abruptly, his deep black eyes trembled violently, as if a storm had passed by, he was in a state of distress, but it still clearly reflected the approaching red point in the white snow, stepping on the blood of the bones, his unparalleled beauty and ruthlessness.

Buyue stood in front of him, so he could clearly see his hatred, like the coercion of internal force exuded by a peerless master, which made people ache from body to soul.

Xia Yunfeng took another step back, the cold wind howled and cut his face, but he felt numb.

"Really, hate me so much?" He heard his low voice, sour and bitter, blocked in his throat, and squeezed out bit by bit.

The person on the opposite side looked at him indifferently, with peach blossom eyes, deep moon eyebrows, beautiful nose and red lips, the cold wind blew his gorgeous robe, suddenly it bloomed like a flower, and it was like blood splashed into the ice.

"Why not hate." Buyue slowly raised the corners of her mouth, smiling a little sadly, "I have no grievances with you, but you insisted on forcing me to kill me, just because of that ridiculous reputation, a shitty chivalrous man Righteousness! Why do you! Why did you let me go to such a situation!"

"That's your greed." If you don't practice martial arts of unknown origin, how could you come to this.

Buyue smiled lightly: "You are the most greedy, Xia Yunfeng, don't covet what you don't deserve, or you will be destroyed!"

"So..." Xia Yunfeng smiled wryly, "Those affectionate feelings are all fake, you lied to me just to kill me?"

"Yes." Buyue looked directly at him, her indifferent eyes, her peerless elegance, and the golden rapier in her hand made one's heart ache.

Xia Yunfeng was stunned for a moment, the eyes looking at Buyue gradually turned from pain to tenderness, even the tone of voice was as gentle as before, mellow and moving like spring breeze and Zen water.

"I thought, I forced you, pity you, protect you, love you, you will learn well sooner or later, you will stand by my side, and one day you will be able to stand upright in the rivers and lakes, everyone praises your magnificence, everyone praises you Peerless and peerless." He paused, his gentle eyes were as black as jade and filled with pool water, "It seems that the devil is still the devil, Ah Yue, you haven't changed at all, you are cruel, ruthless, wolf-hearted, you are like this, you can Let me do what I want, I love you even more."

Buyue raised her eyebrows and said coldly, "You are disgusting!"

After a pause, he said again: "You are so perverted!"

Xia Yunfeng's gentle brows and eyes are still stretched, and the sadness in his eyes can't be seen: "Isn't a devil and a pervert a perfect match? Ah Yue, do you think you can kill me?"

Suddenly tiny goose feathers floated down from the sky, one in two, icy and cool, forming continuous snowflakes, which stuck to the fierce flames of his robe, still as gorgeous as blood.

Still like the lingering drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River.

Buyue looked coldly, raised her rapier, straightened her long arms, and slowly unfolded her big red robe.

"I can't kill you, everyone here will be buried with me."

Before the words fell, the bright red was wrapped in a gust of wind, and the snowflakes in the mid-air slammed wildly, as if the whole world was about to be distorted. In the distorted, a little golden light flashed in front of Xia Yunfeng, and his face tenderly revealed a bloody first. The sword, followed by the second sword, and the third sword, each sword is ruthless and lingering.

Linjiang Seven Swords, each sword has seven or seven 49 changes, each change can give birth to 21 ways of life and 49 ways of death, ever-changing, endless stretches.

Xia Yunfeng started from Linjiang's first sword, every change can usher in skilled sword moves, but the person who makes the sword is more ruthless, has deeper internal strength, and... more beautiful.

Such a ruthless Buyue seemed to bloom all his brilliance in an instant, the real beauty, the evildoer in the world of mortals.

The wind and snow became more and more manic, roaring like an angry lion, not giving up without seeing blood.

There are more and more snowflakes wrapped by internal force, occasionally gathered by the red wide sleeves, and scattered towards the opposite person with the momentum of thunder, just like that year in the valley, when they competed in martial arts, the red maple leaves were covered by the old white long sleeves. Gathering and dispersing, scattered colors all over the sky, still can't overwhelm his peerless beauty.

From the first sword of Linjiang to the sixth sword of Linjiang, every sword can evoke a maple leaf, a hibiscus, and the clear wind and green water of that valley.

The last change of the sixth sword ended, Buyue's rapier stopped half an inch away from Xia Yunfeng's neck, there was no smile in his eyes, only arrogance, condescending.

"You lost again." Just like that year when his skills soared.

Xia Yunfeng smiled and said, "Ah Yue, you have become stronger again."

The smile in Buyue's eyes turned cold, and she turned her wrist sharply, seeing that the rapier was about to pierce Xia Yunfeng's throat.

Ge Yuan was restrained by the man in white and couldn't move. He fixed his eyes on the scene fiercely, his canthus tearing apart, but he didn't make a sound.

In the blink of an eye, the rapier pierced through the air, and there was only snowflakes falling in the vast white world, and the ground was covered with blood.

Bu Yue misunderstood, not knowing how Xia Yunfeng hid the sword, suddenly felt the wind blowing on the right side, turned quickly, a cold light flashed like lightning, it was cold and swift like never before, Bu Yue was horrified, and said in his heart Could this be the legendary Seventh Sword of Linjiang?

After that sword flash, Xia Yunfeng stood with the sword in his hand and looked at Buyue calmly: "Ah Yue, it's not that easy to kill me."

Bu Yue raised his proud chin, and his beautiful eyes sparkled: "Then let me experience the power of the legendary Linjiang Seventh Sword!"

"Ah Yue." On the snowy ground, Xia Yunfeng's voice was full of indescribable affection, even with a hint of a smile, "The more you are like this, the more I want you."

"Then try it!"

Buyue suddenly burst into rage, and the snowflakes sweeping her body exploded into a dreamlike snow mist. In the white mist, the golden rapier turned into a dense golden net and came towards Xia Yunfeng. Even the sky and the earth roared along. ,crazy.

Xia Yunfeng raised the sword vertically in front of his body with both hands, and slowly moved his left hand back until the tip of the sword pointed at the sword net, piercing in evenly, there was no extra movement in the whole process, it moved slowly, as dull and slow as an old man.

"Ka", the golden sword net broke with the sound, Xia Yunfeng's long sword brushed past the thin sword, and a stream of sparks burst out, the sword's momentum was still smooth, but it made Buyue feel that it was extremely heavy, and the sword energy rushed to his face, Because it was flat and unremarkable, it could not find any flaws.

Xia Yunfeng's sword was still flowing in front of his eyes, obviously so slow, and there seemed to be countless sword shadows flying from all directions. Buyue's moves gradually became slow, and he couldn't tell which of the sword shadows was the real sword. I feel like I should, but this seventh sword has nothing in common with the previous six swords, so this feeling is a bit illusory.

This is the power of Linjiang's seventh sword. All the mysteries of the sword technique are summed up in one simple action to draw the sword.

Finally, Buyue's skirt was scratched, the long sleeves were cut off, and the hem of the clothes fell to the ground. The red cloth was scattered on the blood-spattered snow. This hibiscus flower finally took off its proud disguise and dropped its petals all over the floor.

tantamount to the greatest humiliation.

The eyes burned red by anger, even the glass-colored eyeballs seemed to have turned bright red, Xia Yunfeng was still drawing his sword lightly, but Buyue was already crazy, humiliating and oppressing again and again, he seemed to have never been in front of this person. They are all defeated, vulnerable, how can they be reconciled!

His swordsmanship became more and more chaotic, and he felt that the inexhaustible force in his body was expanding, filling his whole body without feeling tired, just like a blooming flower, absorbing a steady stream of nutrients from the branches.

However, Xia Yunfeng's sword was even slower, and when he slowed down, Buyue was restrained by him more flaws, the blood seemed to have soaked his shirt, and he didn't feel any pain, the power in his body became stronger and stronger. The crazier it gets, as if it wants to break through something and break out of the ground.

In his eyes, Xia Yunfeng's slow sword movement turned into thousands of sword shadows, which could fly towards him from all directions, until it fell, and turned into one, it was still that ordinary sword.

Therefore, when Xia Yunfeng's sword brushed past his ears, he didn't pay attention to the change in the man's expression, he just felt his waist tighten, and he was hugged by the generous chest and turned around, and his ears were filled with the man's hasty and hot voice. breathe.

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Cough cough~ I'm really sorry, there will be no more articles on Wednesday, because... people's illness is unpredictable, ah, I have to pay back sooner or later, and I will make up for the owed articles!