I still remember the king's heart

"Hey, have you heard? It is said that the owner of Yangzhou Twelve Docks will show up today, and he even said that whoever can defeat her will be her guest of honor."

The dark-skinned lean man chuckled twice, "Just you? He's one of the top ten masters in the arena. I'm afraid you'll be thrown off the stage without even touching a single hair of him."

"Hey, I said Brother Li, how do you talk..."

Surrounded by crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder, Su Ruoying looked at the six roads and listened to all directions with his ears erect, and finally understood why this year's martial arts conference was so crowded. I am afraid that even the people of the entire Yangzhou City came to watch, just to see the eight beauties of Qinhuai.

What's more, everyone in the world is gossip, and they are extremely curious about who can hug the beauty.

She tightly tugged on Gu Cheng's sleeve, quite eager to try, "Senior brother, senior brother, why don't we try it later?"

Gu Cheng curled the corners of his lips helplessly, "What kind of fun are you, a girl?"

"I'm not curious. You said how beautiful Huai, one of the Eight Beauties of the Qinhuai River, is so beautiful that the heroes of the world who can attract the world's heroes bow down. The last time it must be Miss Sang!"

When Sang Yu heard this, she couldn't laugh or cry. She walked through the crowd with difficulty and replied, "Is Ruoying praising me or calling me ugly?"

"Of course..." Su Ruoying and Gu Cheng both spoke at the same time, she stopped in the middle of speaking, and Gu Cheng also paused, with a hint of embarrassment in her eyes.

It is really inappropriate to judge Miss Sang like this.

But Sang Yu felt inexplicably uncomfortable because of what they said, no matter how beautiful she was, she was nothing but a pink skull.

Su Ruoying pulled Gu Cheng and walked ahead, surrounded by crowds of people. When Sang Yu came to her senses and wanted to catch up, she was already pushed and shoved by the crowd, and even took advantage of the crowd.

She pursed her lips, lowered her head as she walked through the crowd, Gu Cheng glanced back at her, wanted to go and pull her, Su Ruoying grabbed his sleeve tightly.

The palm of her hand suddenly felt cold, and Sang Yu raised her head in astonishment, facing a pair of cold eyebrows and eyes, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but the man held her hand even tighter, then turned around and opened the way in front of her with her tall and thin back.

Gu Cheng had already reserved a seat in the stands, and after several people took their seats, the martial arts conference almost officially kicked off.

Because he was about to compete on stage, he wore a navy blue dress with arrow sleeves today. He looked radiant, standing with his sword in his hands, tall and tall. From time to time, a girl would glance at this side and smile with her lips covered.

When they reached the stands, Su Ming had already let go of her hand, and Sang Yu lowered her eyes to hide the disappointment in her eyes, and sat down a little away from her.

It's just fighting and killing. You're on stage and I'm going down. It's boring to watch after a long time. Sang Yu simply propped his forehead and closed his eyes to rest until Su Ruoying's noisy voice rang in his ears.

"Brother, come on! Brother, you are amazing!" On the stage, Gu Cheng had already challenged three opponents in a row, but he didn't show signs of fatigue at all, obviously he was also a master.

Only then did Sang Yu cheer up a little. Seeing Su Ruoying's face flushed with excitement, she was obviously happier than herself for winning, and a soft curve appeared on her lips.

Probably all the secret loves in the world are beautiful, because they are very careful, so they are precious.

Just like at that time, she felt that she was unattainable to Su Ming, and she was deeply in love with her, and she was afraid that she knew this ulterior secret, and she was indulged in her occasional tenderness every day, or struggled with her indifference and ruthlessness. Here, each taste is not enough for outsiders.

It turns out that there are some things that are best if you can't touch them.

In a dazed effort, Gu Cheng defeated another opponent. He stood on the stage and bowed his hands to his surroundings, with a neither humble nor overbearing posture, "In Xingxiu Hai, Gu Cheng, is there anyone here to ask for advice?"

The arena was silent for a while, this person must have extraordinary skill in picking four people in a row, why bother to go up and ask for trouble, and those real masters don't bother to fight with a junior.

Presumably he will also have a place on the list of heroes in the future, Gu Cheng saw that there was no one to fight for a long time, he smiled heartily, warm as the morning sun.

"So, then..."

"Yangzhou Twelve Wuhuai came to ask for advice"

I could only hear the woman's voice beading and smooth, three points lazy and seven points confusing, but no one was seen.

Gu Cheng's expression became solemn, and he said to the void: "Please give me your advice, senior."

There seemed to be a strong fragrance of flowers in the air, which was refreshing and alluring. Everyone was looking forward to it, and even the men with poor concentration were blushing.

Sang Yu sniffed, and finally covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and said in a low voice, "What kind of fragrance is this, it's so boring."

"Is there? I think it smells pretty good." Su Ruoying also sniffed, her expression normal.

Gu Cheng's complexion became more and more ugly, just Mixiang can confuse people's minds, how strong would it be if he really showed up?

There was a rain of flower petals in the sky, pink and white peach blossoms fell all over his shoulders, Gu Cheng frowned and brushed them away, the moment he raised his hand, the hair on his cheeks moved slightly, no one could see how the woman did it, and the soft whip hung on his neck.

"Mr. Gu is young and promising, with high martial arts skills, and I really like it very much." The woman exhaled like orchids in his ear, and the breath she exhaled was rich and sweet like orchids.

Gu Cheng gradually turned red from his neck to the base of his ears, his body was stiff, he did not dare to move, and silently recited the Taoist Mantra of Purifying Heart.

"Hehe..." The woman's chuckle was as clear as a silver bell, and her nails painted with red Danko lightly scratched the protruding Adam's apple on his neck.

Goosebumps covered the skin at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Gu Cheng suddenly blushed, his face was flushed, "The seniors are superb, but the juniors are willing to bow down."

"That's right, it's quite interesting." Hua Yin chuckled, and then let go of him. Gu Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, and awkwardly lifted up his robe to cover the tent that he had set up first.

The woman turned around, and everyone was able to see her face clearly, but they were somewhat disappointed.

She is wrapped in a graceful gauze, which outlines her waist, and her black hair is strung with delicate white jade rings, and small white jade beads hang down from her hair, which looks black and white, and makes her face even more like powder, deceiving frost Sai Xue.

The bare feet are small and delicate, stepping on the cold stone slab, the whiteness is like the best suet jade, and people can't help but want to put it in the palm of their hands and play with it.

A red silk rope is tied around the ankle, and a silver bell is hanging on it. The slight movements of the lotus steps make people's hearts sway.

The eye wave is in a hurry to talk, and it is always full of water vapor, which makes people can't help but hold it in the palm of their hand and take pity on it.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was astonished as a heavenly being, but the only fly in the ointment was that the woman was covered with a veil, and everyone sighed, wishing that a gust of wind would blow up and lift the beauty's veil.

Even Su Ruoying's breathing was suffocated, Hua Ying, one of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai, really lived up to her reputation.

Sang Yu always felt that this woman was so familiar, whether it was her figure, eyes, or temperament, she seemed to have seen her in a dream.

Su Ming sat up straight suddenly, clenched his hands tightly, and gradually pursed the corners of his lips, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"The master of the twelve docks in Yangzhou, Huai, came to ask for advice from heroes from all walks of life."

Although the woman's voice was soft, it was resounding, and through the internal force, it permeated the entire Tingge Water Pavilion.

The ground was completely silent, and the needles could be heard. Although the beauty was present, there was always a knife on the head of the color, and the less powerful retreated one after another.

Hua Ying covered her lips and smiled, she was full of elegance, "Although she is a woman, as the master of the twelve docks, she can speak her mind. If there is any one of the heroes who can beat the little girl, she can naturally spend time with the little girl." good night"

These words were so blunt that many respected members of the seven major sects frowned secretly, and what's more, they couldn't help but blurted out curses, but they were pulled by their sleeves.

The head of Daozong turned his head angrily, which one is not good-looking?But he stopped abruptly, and sat back in his seat resentfully.

Yue Xinyao, the head of the Poison Sect of the Medical School, said with a smile: "Why should Mo get so angry, let's wait and see what happens?"

The owner of the Twelve Docks in Yangzhou is really interesting, even she wants to go up and give it a try.

Sect Leader Mo snorted coldly, and stopped talking. Everyone in Jianghu didn't know that Yue Xinyao was the one who killed teachers and slaughtered fellow disciples.

Even if the patients healed by her hands survived, half of their lives would have to die and they would suffer all kinds of tortures, so they also got the title of ghost doctor.

"Dare to ask if Miss Huai doesn't ask about her background, her age, her family background?"

There are also men who are a little more courageous asking questions from the audience.

Hua Yin nodded slightly, her slender neck was as smooth as jade, and the mouth of the people who watched it felt parched.

"Nature" is nothing more than a night of fun, not getting married and talking about useless things.

"Okay, then I'll come and meet this delicate beauty!" It was the same person who spoke just now, and when everyone looked closely, their eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

This man was one of the seven strange men in the south of the Yangtze River. He was born with a big shoulder and a round waist, and he was described as wretched.

Although a bit obscene and obscene, but a foreigner's kung fu is rarely rivaled in the arena.

It was a contest with a lot of suspense.

Hua Yin smiled lightly, but couldn't hide the contempt in her eyes, she still wanted to go to this girl's bed with such a virtue, and every minute she beat him, he cried for his father and mother.

"Hey hey, girl Huaying, you have to be careful."

The man picked up a pair of meteor hammers, and even the table shook a few times while running, Hua Yi just stood there quietly, responding to all changes without change.

As the footsteps moved slightly, the sound of the bell ringing crisply, Huai lowered her waist, bent her body into an unbelievable arc, dodged the blow he was coming straight to the door, and then straightened up with a light bounce, a gleam of coldness flashed in her eyes .

The soft whip in his hand swung freely, as fast as lightning, and wrapped around his neck in the blink of an eye, "Accepted"

"It's strange, this woman's movement is so fast, it's somewhat similar to Su Ming." Su Ruoying stared at her for a long time, but she still couldn't see how she made the move, and muttered in a low voice.

Su Ming's hand holding Han Guang trembled slightly, and the corners of his lips became more and more cold and hard.

"Is there any other hero who is willing to come and teach you?" Hua Yin caressed the few strands of hair hanging down her cheeks, her fingers were slender and translucent as light white.

"Don't talk about the fate of the building owner, come to ask for advice"

Sang Yu was taken aback, and turned her head to look, only to see the man tapped his toes on the railing and flew up, his clothes fluttering, his black hair fluttering in the wind, hiding the cinnabar between his eyebrows, and the corners of his pursed lips were very cold Three points evil and charming.

A heart sank straight down, unstoppably desolate.

The author has something to say:

There will be no more meat in the future, at least I didn’t start from the beginning to the end. Maybe I have been writing short stories to adapt to the fast pace. The first novel may become a dark history in my life, but it’s okay, I always believe that it’s all right.