Arrowed Butterfly

"It is said that there is a kind of martial arts in the world that can only be practiced after castration. Have you heard of it?" Yang Yifeng asked in a sharp voice, wearing a purple gold robe embroidered with gold and holding a hand stove in his hand. He didn't seem to shy away Others know that they have practiced such martial arts.

"After practicing such martial arts, won't there be a wound on my body that will never heal?" asked the person sitting opposite him.This person is wearing a white gown, which looks plain, but the gown is made of satin, embroidered with silver thread, and every stitch is perfect, which is quite a low-key luxury.The plain red sandalwood folding fan with gold inscription in his hand also looked simple and expensive.However, the appearance of this person is not plain or low-key at all, he is completely like a romantic man, with the feisty look on his eyebrows and eyes that women look at and men hate.

Yang Yifeng smiled and said, "Shouldn't there be many wounds on the body of a battle-tested general? How many are really good?"

The man continued to listen, smiling without saying a word.

Yang Yifeng continued: "However, these unhealed wounds, and even injuries that may recur at any time, are badges of glory for those generals who are indomitable."

The man snapped the gold-painted sandalwood folding fan in his hand, and said with a half-smile: "Then Mr. Yang also thinks that the wound on his body is glory?"

"For those who practice martial arts, the cultivation of martial arts should be the greatest pride and the only pursuit." Yang Yifeng gathered up the purple gold embroidered robe, and continued, "And you can concentrate on practicing martial arts, so that you don't get caught in the world. Fascinated by hue."

"Really?" The man traced the edge of the folding fan in his hand, with a smile on his lips.

Seeing this man's expression, Yang Yifeng always felt that something was wrong, but she didn't know how to express it, so she closed her eyes halfway and said, "It seems that Master Qiu didn't come here this time to discuss the way of martial arts."

The owner closed his fan, still smiling like a spring breeze.

Yang Yifeng raised her eyebrows and said, "That Chen Qiyu asked you to come?"

"Does Qiu look like a court eagle?" Qiu Yiyun said with a smile.

Yang Yifeng shook his head slightly, and said, "I see you and I are both prodigal sons, we should be in the same league."

"That's not true. I don't have such a great pursuit of martial arts! On the contrary, I am very nostalgic for the appearance of the world." The owner of Qiu Zhuang closed the red sandalwood folding fan, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Yang Yifeng had also heard of Qiu Yiyun's reputation for romance, so she didn't think it was strange, she just said: "Everyone has his own ambitions, Yang likes martial arts, and Qiu Zhuangzhu likes fishing, it's normal."

"Really." Qiu Yiyun said these words again in that extremely delicate tone.

Yang Yifeng has always been very cautious about the usage of the word "What", always feeling that this modal particle sounds a bit strange.Yang Yifeng saw Qiu Yiyun sitting in front of him with a strange look and strange eyes, but it was her "eunuch" who was more masculine.

Although Yang Yifeng has always admitted the eternal existence of the wound on his body, and knows that he is no longer a real man, however, he will not do things that do not conform to the status of a man because of this.On the contrary, he has a good demeanor and behaves well on weekdays. He is more elegant than many so-called "complete" men.

Qiu Yiyun touched the hollow carving on the folding fan with her finger, and said, "Actually, I am here today not to offer a reward from the imperial court, nor to curry favor with ministers and nobles. You know, Qiumou has never been such a person."

"That's natural." Yang Yifeng bowed his head slightly, expressing his approval, but the genuine energy in his dantian never let up.

Qiu Yiyun smiled, and said, "I came today because I just wanted to see what kind of role the 'Gu Jiao leader' who has made troubles for so many years and made the imperial court sleepless."

"The owner is laughing." Yang Yifeng tried to figure out Qiu Yiyun's intentions, but he couldn't read half of the meaning from his smile.

Qiu Yiyun lazily folded and folded the fan, and said: "I thought it was some kind of boring and ambitious hero with the world in mind, but it seems that he is not..."

"It means that Yang is not a "Xiaoxiong"..."

"I mean you are not boring." Qiu Yiyun said with a slight smile, "Not at all."

The sound of wind outside the window pierced into the ears, hiding murderous intentions.Yang Yifeng's eyes were half downcast, his ears moved slightly, his expression changed slightly, but quickly faded away, the demonic fluctuations in his emotions were like feathers passing by spring water, and his face was pretending to be calm, but Qiu Yiyun had a face of Unintentionally, but still see through at a glance.

Qiu Yiyun naturally knew why Yang Yifeng's face changed, so she said openly: "Qiu is indeed not a court dog, but if you want to live in peace and contentment, you can't challenge the court, right? I'm not as courageous as Hierarch Yang Fighting guerrillas all over the world. So..."

"So the owner of Qiu Zhuang has already revealed the whereabouts of the emperor to the court?" Yang Yifeng pretended to be calm and said slowly.

"That's right." Qiu Yiyun covered half of her face with an open folding fan, covered her raised lips, but couldn't hide the smile in the corner of her eyes, "I'm really sorry."

"So what? Yang has never been afraid before!" Yang Yifeng didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Qiuyiyun's gourd, so she pretended to be calm and did not move, but her palms were already sweating.

Qiu Yiyun still acted like a shy girl half covering her face, and said with a smile: "If Master Yang is willing to beg me, there is still a chance of life!"

Yang Yifeng really couldn't figure out what Qiu Yiyun meant, so he neither flatly refused nor agreed, but just smiled and said: "How could Yang have the nerve to implicate the owner of the villa? Didn't the owner just say that... Even if he is not a court dog, he will not Against the court?"

"If it's for something interesting, then Qiu can make some concessions." Qiu Yiyun said with a smile, "But I don't know if Master Yang is willing."

Yang Yifeng raised her eyebrows and said, "What concession?"

"Actually, Qiu has been very interested since just now..." Qiu Yiyun paused, put away the fan, and did not hide the embarrassingly bright smile on the corner of her mouth, "I don't know how the wound of Master Yang is. like?"

Although Yang Yifeng doesn't feel that she is a disabled person, she is not willing to be teased about her wounds, and from what Qiu Yiyun said, it is not as simple as "ridiculous".Yang Yifeng frowned, and was about to say something, but Qiu Yiyun flew out of the window, moving lightly and swiftly, like a bolt of lightning.With such skill, Yang Yifeng couldn't help sighing secretly that Qiu Yiyun's famous name is not in vain.

At this moment, several guard-like figures jumped into the window, raised their weapons and directly fought Yang Yifeng.Yang Yifeng is naturally a ruthless character, but he was chased and killed by court soldiers all the way. On the surface, he was holding on, but his body had already suffered internal injuries, and his internal strength was too wasted. Naturally, he could not be compared with his normal state. , After playing hundreds of rounds, he was at a disadvantage and could only make a feint, and jumped out of the window when no one was prepared.

His movements and postures are naturally elegant and flexible. When he flew out of the window, even though the purple gold embroidered robe was heavy, he was as flexible and light as a purple swallow.He flew out, but he didn't escape to the sky—there were hundreds of archers outside who had already surrounded the place, with their bows and arrows ready, waiting in full force.The disappearance of birds within a hundred miles is probably due to the fear of the murderous intent of these court soldiers.

Yang Yifeng landed on the eaves like a swallow, but saw another person sitting on the roof with a happy expression.That person is naturally Qiu Yiyun.

"I'm just watching," Qiu Yiyun said with a smile, "Don't worry about me, you can do whatever you want."

This sentence is not only for Yang Yifeng, but also for officers and soldiers.The leading officers and soldiers were eager to do meritorious service, and they didn't care about this insignificant Jiang Hu person. With an order, thousands of arrows were fired at once, and the flying feathers splashed on Yang Yifeng like dense rain.

Yang Yifeng completely wrapped herself in the purple-gold robe, curled up like a gold-painted purple chrysalis, but he is not just a "chrysalis", no matter how many sharp arrows are able to penetrate into the robe!

The "chrysalis" rotated to isolate all attacks, and then rotated to rise into the midair. This process was actually just a moment of lightning, that is, between lightning and flint, he floated into the air, reaching a height where arrows could not shoot.At this moment, the robe was opened again, and his arms were raised up like wings. From a distance, it looked like a butterfly emerging from a chrysalis, spreading its intricately patterned wings and flying away.

However, the moment he spread his wings, his soft abdomen was hit by an arrow without any warning.Impossible!There is no way to shoot an arrow so high on the ground!

When Yang Yifeng was about to fall, her waist was lifted.When he saw Qiu Yiyun's annoying smile, it was naturally Qiu Yiyun who held up his waist.

Yang Yifeng endured the pain and looked down at his abdomen, only to find that there was a short arrow in his abdomen.

"You didn't guard against me?" Qiu Yiyun pursed her lips and smiled, "I said I was just watching, do you believe me?"