Good and good [Comprehensive martial arts]

The person Yu Qingxue is least good at dealing with is someone who uses a sword.

Knife and sword seem to be two unsolvable opposites, with a natural disharmony in the aura, Yu Qingxue didn't feel very refreshed when fighting with them.

However, Yu Qingxue is best at dealing with people who use swords.

When she was still in her mother's womb, she was accompanied by Fairy Jiuzhou's Jinghong Sword. As she grew older, Yu Qingxue would fight with her elder brother's Wushen Longsword until she grew up.

No one is more familiar with swords, sword qi, and even the way of swords than her. Although Yu Qingxue has never set foot here, she is Ximen Yan's daughter after all, and there are some things that are quietly dormant in the flesh and blood.

This is a kind of talent, which is enviable for no reason, but it cannot be envied.

But Zhongyuan Dianhong is different. From the beginning to the end, he just wants to live.It was Jian who chose him, not him who chose Jian. Zhongyuan is a little red. This should not be a person's name, but he was born with it.It's just that no one knows how much he paid for the "one" in this name.

The road is difficult and difficult, and the only way forward is to move forward.This is true for Zhongyuan Yidianhong, and it is also true for Yu Qingxue.

Therefore, even though Yu Qingxue said to Wu Hua that "I have insulted Jun Qingya", in fact, she did not mean to belittle Zhongyuan Dianhong.After all, she is also a person who licks blood with a knife edge, the blood on her hands need not be less red in the Central Plains, and her "bad name" of Yu Qingxue was only buried by the desert wind and sand, so it did not spread to the Central Plains.But it didn't reach here, but it doesn't mean that nothing happened.

Yu Qingxue jumped down from the wall, throwing away a string of tiny golden bells.She stood still in front of Wuhua, pressed down Wuhua's slightly raised umbrella with the tip of her knife, and then stood in front of Zhongyuan Dianhong.

Zhongyuan Dianhong was wearing a short hat, and he had to raise his head slightly to see Yu Qingxue's face clearly, but the moment he saw Yu Qingxue's face clearly, his voice changed involuntarily, and finally revealed a few words. Very real tone.

"It's you?" Although the voice was still deep and deep, it was no longer as popular as before.Even because of being too surprised, Zhongyuan Yidianhong unexpectedly showed some emotion.

Yu Qingxue was a little inexplicable, she turned her head and looked at it for a long time, and reconfirmed that she had never seen this person before, and seeing his current age, he should be in his early thirties, so Yu Qingxue raised her hand and touched herself That face that was too similar to my mother's made me realize something in my heart.

After a short pause, this deviant little demon girl actually went downhill—she is not the kind of martial idiot who wants to challenge people when she sees them, and the person in front of her just happens not to be within the category she wants to challenge. Therefore, it would be great if he could fool this person away with words.

Even if she pretended to be her own mother or something... Yu Qingxue really didn't have any psychological pressure.

"Since it's an old acquaintance, I don't want to fight with you. You can go." Yu Qingxue secretly hid her two sabers behind her back, even though she knew that it was impossible to disguise a pair of long sabers as a pair of swords. With a sword, but Yu Qingxue knew how similar her face was to her mother's, so Yu Qingxue felt that she could completely cover up such a small flaw (with her face).

Wuhua just wanted to knock the head of her little girl who was playing tricks.She didn't know that when she first entered the arena, for a killer like Zhongyuan Dianhong, if she failed to complete the task, she would have to pay a price. Although the higher the ranking, the lower the price, but it would eventually hurt her muscles and bones.

Their killers are different from ordinary rivers and lakes. They only have themselves and their own bodies. Therefore, no matter what level of killers are, they will not easily do things that will hurt their bodies.

Those who sacrifice their bodies to protect others are never killers, but dead men specially raised by certain families or forces, and people in the Jianghu always forget that killers and dead men are two completely different things. different existence.

Knowing that Ah Qing wanted to play Aunt Ximen, Wuhua could only sigh inwardly at the girl's mischievousness, but she could only feel pity for the child's inexperience in the world, and he always had some unrealistic fantasies about people and things in this world. .

——Probably, in the end, we still have to face the red sword of the Central Plains.Thinking of this, Wuhua inadvertently adjusted the position of the umbrella she was holding, so that it would be convenient for her to take a shot later.

It's just that before Wuhua could fully sigh, Zhongyuan Dianhong glanced at Yu Qingxue with a complicated expression, and said without any extra words: "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, Zhongyuan Dianhong turned around without hesitation, and disappeared outside the wall under the Hua family's courtyard almost in a few moments, so fast that it seemed as if she had never been there before.

The cleanliness of the people in front of her made Yu Qingxue a little confused who was already preparing for a fight.After a while, Yu Qingxue glanced uncertainly at Wu Hua who was also a little surprised.The two looked at each other, only then were they sure that it wasn't their own illusion.

Yu Qingxue tugged at her skirt that was wet by the rain, shook the golden bell tied to her ankle for some inexplicable reason, and said to Wuhua speechlessly: "So, after this person made such a move, it is To make me drenched in the rain?"

Wu Hua is also a little speechless, even though he is best at guessing people's hearts, people like Hua Manlou, Lu Xiaofeng, Chu Liuxiang and even Zhongyuan Dianhong who just left, their thoughts cannot be easily guessed.I don't know why Zhongyuan Dianhong finally retreated because of a word from his little girl when she was dormant around Hua's other courtyard for a long time, Wuhua could only frown and write down the matter silently , just wait for later research.

——No matter what the reason is, everything about Yu Qingxue is never a trivial matter to him.

Stretching out the oil-paper umbrella that had been used as a weapon just now, Wu Hua propped up an area isolated from the rain for Yu Qingxue.Although they were already drenched in the rain just now, it didn't prevent Wuhua and Yu Qingxue from holding umbrellas together.

Because of the umbrella posture, Yu Qingxue and Wu Hua are extremely close.Yu Qingxue has long been used to this kind of intimacy, so she rubbed against Wuhua's arm even more. After thinking about it, she felt that it was not enough, so Yu Qingxue simply stuffed her somewhat cold hand into Wuhua's palm Only then was Wuhua half-embraced and half-hugged and brought into the house contentedly.

She was really too familiar with Wuhua, Yu Qingxue had just been soaked by the rain, and now she simply took off her skirt.

Yu Qingxue grew up in the scorching heat of the desert, and she has internal strength to protect her body. Therefore, when she walked in the Central Plains, she often wore very thin dresses. Through her half-tucked undershirt, she could easily see the two red ribbons tied around the back of Yu Qingxue's neck.

It was almost belatedly that he realized what those two red ribbons were. Wuhua knew that he should politely avoid them, but which part of Yu Qingxue's body did he not see?

As if suddenly gaining some confidence, Wuhua dried her monk robe with her own internal force, while staring intently at Yu Qingxue's slender neck, her slender waist, and even her jade-white bulge. Out of a graceful arc of the ankle.

Yu Qingxue is not like most girls, and it takes a lot of time just to choose a piece of clothing.Most of her clothes were loose white gowns of various kinds, only slightly different in details.Therefore, when it comes to dressing, Yu Qingxue is not picky, she always chooses whichever one is involved.

Cleanly changing the white robe on her body, Yu Qingxue ruffled her rain-drenched hair.Although it can be dried with internal force, Yu Qingxue always feels that her scalp will still feel itchy after her hair is dried like this.

At this time, Yu Qingxue could only look enviously at the big bald woman without flowers, then tangle her long hair with her fingers boredly, and then let out an exaggerated sigh.

Wuhua knew what Yu Qingxue meant. He practiced in Shaolin Temple since he was a child, and he had never seen himself with long hair except for the sporadic memories of being in Japan when he was younger.Stretching out her finger and tapping on the girl's wet and slightly cool nose, Wuhua smiled connivingly and helplessly, "Ah Qing, you will bully me too."

But what she said was not right, it wasn't that Yu Qingxue would only bully Wuhua, but... Wuhua was only willing to be bullied by this person.After all, he was brought up by himself, but if there is even the slightest bit of rebellion and lawlessness in this girl's temperament, how could it not be indulged by him?So Wu Hua had no reason to complain about being bullied this way.

Still unable to bear Yu Qingxue's uncomfortable look, Wuhua used her hand as a comb to run along Yu Qingxue's hair bit by bit.At this time, the wet little milk cat was finally comforted, and after a while, it purred softly in the Buddhist disciple's hands.

Yu Qingxue was about to fall asleep comfortably, but there was something more she wanted to know.After feeling comfortable for a while, she finally made up her mind to hold Wu Hua's hand, Yu Qingxue said seriously: "By the way, Brother Wu Hua, how is Shangguan Feiyan?"

Her people found out that Shangguan Feiyan was in the hands of Yuan Suiyun, but Brother Wuhua also had contact with Yuan Suiyun.Don't believe that this person can do nothing, Yu Qingxue is always curious about the fate of the woman who insulted her mother - whether there is Hua, so she didn't make a move, because Yu Qingxue knew that Brother Wu Hua never will disappoint her.

Wuhua's hand was held down by Yu Qingxue, so he moved his hand away from her head, and began to lick Yu Qingxue's claws like playing with a kitten's pad.

Hearing Yu Qingxue's question, Wuhua drooped her eyes, and said slowly: "Amitabha, the fate of that female benefactor depends on one person and one thought."

who?What do you think?

Yu Qingxue was even more curious, she simply stood up and trapped Wuhua between herself and Ruanta, as if she would never give up until she found out why.