I still remember the king's heart

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience. Buyulou has always kept a low profile and rarely showed up in the arena, so even if he wanted to seek revenge, there was nowhere to find him. No head but no end.

The owner of Buyulou has never shown his face publicly in the arena. Once he showed up at the martial arts conference this time, he must be hunted down and killed countless times in the future.

In the past ten years, which sect has not had a few people die inexplicably?

Someone in the audience couldn't help but picked up the weapon in their hands, and stared at the fate on the stage.

Both Gu Cheng and Su Ruoying were taken aback, Qi Qi looked at Sang Yu, and then turned their eyes to Su Ming.

I thought it was a hidden world sect who did not want to be named who could teach such a stunning disciple like Suming, but I didn't expect it to be the master of the silent building who is known as the number one killer in the world, Gu Cheng's eyes are bit by bit dimmed.

No matter how hard you try, you can't catch up with the gap...

"She... she, she, she... is she really the landlord of Shuyulou?" Su Ruoying shook Sang Yu's arm, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Sang Yu's eyes were staring at her shaking, so she stroked her forehead and said in a low voice, "It's absolutely true."

Seeing that Sang Yu's expression didn't seem to be lying, Su Ruoying took a while to digest the news, and finally remembered something and exclaimed, "Then...then why is she on stage?"

Do you also want to be the guest of Na Huaying?

Sang Yu smiled wryly, seeing that tall and tall man, independent against the wind, with a peerless appearance, his eyes gradually became sour.

Yes... Su Ming, what are you doing on stage?

"Could it be that the girl also wants to be my guest of honor?" Huai covered her lips and smiled lightly, her eyes sparkling, full of charm.

Su Ming pulled a sword flower neatly, pointed at her with light in his hand, his tone was cold, but there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

"Please enlighten me"

After saying that, his figure flashed, as fast as a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him. The chuckle on Huaying's lips could no longer be held back, and it became serious.

With a flick of the long whip in his hand, he held back Hanguang's blow seemingly weakly, and then pulled out a whip with his backhand, heading straight for Su Ming's face.

Su Ming turned his head to dodge, and flew up with his toes lightly, concentrating on silently reciting the sword decision, and went straight towards her from top to bottom, the sharp sword energy slightly stinging the skin.

It's a difficult master... Hua Ying gritted her teeth, and when she raised her hand, there was another burst of flower fragrance, and the long whip made a crisp sound in the air, and met the sword energy in mid-air, seemingly silently resolving the crisis , but strands of hair fell from her cheeks.

"Show your true skills, or you will lose." Su Ming stood with his sword in his hand, as if he was not affected by the fragrance at all, his eyes were still cold and silent, like an ancient well without waves.

"The girl is so unsympathetic and cherishes the jade, Hua Yi is a little scared."

Hua Ying's eyes were full of affection, and she said lightly.

The long whip in his hand suddenly turned into a short sword, Su Ming's pupils were slightly condensed, and he stood in front of him, with sword energy flying horizontally, and his hair moved without wind.

There was a sound of silver bells, crisp and melodious, the steps of Huaying's feet changed, the hem of her skirt was winding, dodging a blow like a snake, and her bare hands slid across Su Ming's body, with an ambiguous provocative atmosphere.

This woman is really capable, she can go through hundreds of tricks under her hands without getting tired, and she even has a slight upper hand, and her appearance is also extraordinary.

It's just that the cinnabar between the eyebrows is so bright that it looks like red plums falling in snow, as if I've seen it somewhere.

At the moment when Huaying's hand was free from her arm, Su Ming grabbed the gate of life on her wrist with a backhand, and then threw it upwards forcefully, and at the same time flew up, shouting in a low voice: "Flying snow to startle!"

Huaying's pupils shrank slightly, solemnity and surprise flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he raised his hand and made the same sword move as her.

There is flying snow in May in the world, and the ground is cold in spring. Snowflakes are falling all over the shoulders, the hair is dyed with frost and snow, and even the eyelashes are covered with a layer of frost.

Her hand holding the sword trembled a little, and blood flowed from between her fingers. She closed her eyes slightly, her true energy dissipated, and her body slowly fell from midair.

Su Ming bit his lip, put his sword back into its sheath with Han Guang, and caught her with lightning speed.

The wind lifted the veil covering the woman's face, her face was exquisite and beautiful, her nose bridge was straight, her thin lips had lost their color due to injury, but it made people feel pity.

There is a mole of tears in the corner of the eye, burning brightly, adding three points of softness and seven points of charm, combined with the eyes that are eager to talk, even the soul of a person can be drawn away.

Different from the beauty and freshness of mulberry elm, the woman is in the year of Huaxin, as gorgeous as peaches and plums, one is a pear blossom with pink and white branches, and the other is a beautiful national color peony.

The moment she saw the woman's face clearly, Sang Yu was dumbstruck, and finally understood where the sense of familiarity came from. Except for the tear mole at the corner of her eye, she was seven or eight times alike, and her fate...

She raised her eyes and watched the man fall steadily from mid-air with her arms around her, her eyes were clearly full of amazement and a trace of emotion hidden in it.

She remembered how she taught her how to practice swordsmanship. Amidst the colorful falling flowers, she asked with a smile what the name of this set of swordsmanship was, but the man's eyes were looking at another person through her.

So that's the case... Sang Yu suddenly chuckled, and the eyes gradually flooded with water.

"Hey, what's the matter with you, are you okay?" Su Ruoying asked, tugging at her sleeve.

As if she had never heard of it, Sang Yu stood up and stumbled towards the outside of the arena. It would be a torment to stay for a moment longer.

She used to think that the two of them had worshiped heaven and earth and made a promise of inseparable heads, and they could join hands for a lifetime. Unexpectedly, the world was full of troubles, and she gradually couldn't see clearly how much sincerity was in that person's tenderness.

"Sang Yu!" Su Ruoying yelled in a low voice, stood up but was pushed back.

"I'm going to chase after Miss Sang. She has never even left the inn door by herself. What should I do if I get lost?! You can go back to the inn to rest after a while, you know?" Gu Cheng stood up and said a word in a hurry before pulling his legs catch up.

Su Ruoying nodded slightly. Although she was smiling, her eyes dimmed little by little.

Brother, she hasn't traveled far, so why don't I just run outside all day? I only know you in this huge Yangzhou city.

Su Ming looked down at the familiar face of the woman in her arms, her eyes gradually became blurred, she whispered softly: "Master..."

There was a slight tremor in his usually cold voice.

Hua Ying's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, her heart ached as if being pricked by a needle, a strange smile suddenly appeared on her lips, and before she had time to react, she raised her hand and slapped her on the chest.

Su Ming snorted, and took a few steps back, blood spilled from the corner of her lips, she raised her hand to wipe it away, her eyes were still fixed on her.

"master……"

Even if she turned into ashes, she would still recognize her, not to mention that her face hadn't changed, and she would never admit to being mistaken for the stunning swordsmanship that only two people in the world know.

Huaying frowned, "I don't know you, but..." She covered her lips and smiled softly, charming and charming, "We are waiting for you tonight on the Twelve Wharf of Yangzhou."

This person's martial arts are peerless, his eyes are cold and cold, and there is a thousand mountains and moons under his eyes, but it is difficult to hide the trace of nostalgia when she calls him, he is really curious.

"This... this, this... how decent is this!" Many elders in the seven major sects frowned, and said in a low voice that it was indecent.

However, no one dared to challenge them on the stage. The martial arts of the two people on the stage had surpassed everyone's imagination. Even the Seven Great Factions would have to weigh their opponents if they wanted to.

There was a regretful smile on Yue Xinyao's lips, and she stared at the two of them playfully, tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity that the beauty fell to another house, otherwise she would also want to go up and fight for it.

"Master, are you feeling itchy?"

The clever little disciple saw what was going on in her heart, and hurriedly approached her and whispered.

It's no secret that Yue Xinyao has a very bad reputation in the martial arts world, and it's no secret that men and women take advantage of it. As long as she is strong enough, no one dares to say anything.

She turned her head and glanced at the man lightly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, the little disciple immediately knelt down on the ground with a plop, kowtowed for mercy uncontrollably, blood soon appeared on the bluestone board.

"The disciple knows his mistake, the disciple should not speculate on the master's intentions!"

"Get up, go back and receive the punishment yourself"

"Yes, yes..." The little disciple stood up tremblingly, he didn't care to wipe off the blood on his forehead, and he didn't dare to make a sound while standing aside.

Su Ming nodded slightly, "Okay"

The smile on Huaying's lips became more and more charming, and her brows and eyes became lively. She gave Su Ming an ambiguous look, then turned around and stepped off the stage gracefully.

The sky was getting dark, and she didn't know where to go in the huge city of Yangzhou, so she could only wander around aimlessly. When she looked up, she saw the banner of Xinghua Village Restaurant swaying in the wind, and plunged into it.

"Girl, this is..." Xiao Er came up to meet her, and was stunned to see her coming to drink alone.

Sang Yu took out a large stack of silver bills from her sleeve and stuffed them, "The strongest wine"

She has always been diligent and thrifty, but her life is a master who has no concept of money, so most of the money is placed with her, and now it is finally useful.

Thinking of Su Ming, she felt sour in her heart, raised her head and downed a cup of wine, coughed in a low voice from being choked, and tears splashed everywhere.

She has only been attracted to two people in her life, one abandoned her for fame and fortune, and the other left the world cold. She thought she was finally looking forward to her lover's return, but it turned out that she was just a stand-in.

Sang Yu chuckled, and filled another cup of wine. Wine can forget worries and get drunk, but why does the shadow of that person in his mind become clearer and clearer the more he drinks.

From when she first met her and rescued her to walking into her life holding a bamboo paper umbrella, the past is vivid in her memory. She thought that the iceberg would melt for thousands of years, but it turned out that the warmth was not for her, but for her. It was a face similar to hers.

Sang Yu raised her head, imitating the way people in the rivers and lakes drank, pouring wine down her throat, and the liquid flowed down her neck, soaking her chest and skirt.

She lay down on the table and started laughing, her laughter was sad, she shook the jug again, and found that there was no wine, so she swept the empty jug on the ground and shouted loudly: "Xiao Er, there is no wine!"

Xiao Er ran over in three steps at a time, "Girl, it's getting late, the shop is closing."

Sang Yu threw out a large handful of silver bills from her sleeve, and they fell all over the sky. "The strongest wine"

Xiao Er hurriedly went to pick it up, and said respectfully: "Yes, yes, the wine is here."

The few people sitting in the corner looked at each other, nodded, got up and walked towards her.

Sang Yu raised her hand to touch the jug and was suddenly grabbed by someone. She thought it was her destiny, and when she looked up, she saw a few burly men. She couldn't help frowning, "What's your business?"

The beauty is drunk, her face is bright red, and although her eyes are slightly angry and slightly angry, she still has a three-point style, and her graceful figure in the drenched clothes is faintly visible.

The man held her hand and touched it up slowly, "It's boring for a girl to drink alone, why don't some of us brothers accompany the girl for a drink?"

Although Sang Yu was quite drunk, her eyes were still clear. She knew that these people were ruffians, so she just used it to try out the Wenqing swordsmanship she had just learned.

She has been by Su Ming's side and been protected very well. What Su Ming said is right, women still have to have the ability to protect themselves.

A coquettish smile appeared on Sang Yu's lips, and she leaned towards the man, but suddenly heard a scream like a slaughtered pig, the man fell to the ground and fell in pain, half of his cuffs were stained red with blood .

Her body suddenly lost her balance. She was a drunk person after all. Sang Yu was a little unconscious. She wanted to straighten up but fell into a warm embrace, with a faint scent of medicine coming from her nose.

The hope that had just lit up in the eyes gradually dimmed, it could not be fate.

"Yue... Yue Xinyao..." Someone who knew her in the tavern exclaimed in a low voice, and those people just now looked even more flustered, "The more... the more hero... the more hero, please forgive me... We really are waiting I don't know if this is someone who the Great Xia knows well..."

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