Iceberg beauty lifts her head

In the hall, only the crisp sound of bowls, chopsticks, cups and cups touching.

Yao Qiyun picked up the last bowl of green fruit soup.

The clear soup reflected his amber pupils.

I passed by the restaurant today, and the person I accidentally rescued seemed to be Feng Chengyu.

Hearing the yelling of the people who came up later, it seemed that he had colluded with a married woman and jumped out of the window because of being chased and killed, so he was rescued by himself.

The red mantle is rolled up, and the afternoon breeze blows in, blowing away the scorching heat of the day.

The little turbulence that was inadvertently stirred up in my heart because of Feng Chengyu's appearance before was completely calmed down.

After a feast, it was getting late.Yao Qiyun bid farewell to Emperor Yu and the two, and left the palace, intending to find a nearby inn for the night.

The narrow lanes of Yunhe East Street are mostly paved with rough stones and rubble. The north and south sides are mottled white walls of houses and courtyards. The lanes are not deep but narrow, only as wide as one stretch.

If passers-by are approaching from the opposite side, unless the two of them walk against the wall, it is difficult to have room to give way.

Fortunately, it was almost Haishi, and most of the common people had gone home to bed, and there were hardly any people in the entire Yunhe East Street.

There was a sound of clothing sleeves vibrating, and Yao Qiyun accumulated lightness skills and landed in a narrow road extending in all directions.

The hoarfrost-like moonlight flowed in the alley, revealing a layer of cool light, except for the occasional human chatter from a few travelers in an inn not far away, everything around was so quiet that it was almost peaceful.

The cool evening breeze blows slowly from the empty alley, which is comfortable and cozy.

The moon-white clothes fluttered in the wind, and Yao Qiyun walked leisurely to the nearby inn by the sporadic candlelight.

In less than a quarter of an hour's walk, there is a corner at an intersection in front of you. Under the dim lights, it looks deep and quiet, and you don't know the end of it.

Just a few steps before Yao Qiyun was about to go in, he always thought that there was no one in the direction of the opposite corner, but suddenly came the sound of chaotic and dense footsteps. There are about ten people.

The corner of Yao Qiyun's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

Unexpectedly, with a long red shadow, he rushed out from the corner, bent slightly and bumped into Yao Qiyun's arms, and fell heavily on the rough ground with an "Ouch".

When Yao Qiyun recognized the man, his expressionless face twisted slightly for a moment.

Feng Chengyu pressed his elbows slightly to the ground, and a few weeds hung on his long dark hair, spreading out from his shoulders in a mess.A few hairs, wet from cold sweat, stuck to his dusty face.

He clutched his tailbone and hissed in pain, his legs and feet were exhausted from running all day, and now he was stepping on unsteady gravel and rubble, his gait became more and more flimsy, and he seemed about to fall when standing.

After staggering for a while, he finally stabilized himself half-holding on the courtyard wall.

Only then did he open his slightly narrowed eyes, and cupped his hands to express his apology for the rampage just now, but he saw a familiar white dress standing upright in front of him.

Rubbing his own eyes in disbelief, Feng Chengyu stared at the man's face in a daze under the faint moonlight, as if he had repeatedly confirmed in his mind that this man was the boy who had saved him during the day .

"Well..." As if seeing a savior, he slapped his palms excitedly, and his somewhat disheartened eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother! It's you! It's great!"

That's great...Recalling Emperor Yu's evaluation of him today, Yao Qiyun didn't think it was good at all.

He pursed his lips tightly and snorted heavily, expressing his bad impression of this person in his mind.

But he didn't seem to notice that face that smelled worse than during the day, Feng Chengyu scratched the corner of the wall, looked around the alley, turned his head and asked him in a low voice: "Brother, look at your outfit, your martial arts should be quite good Not bad right?"

"Humph."

"If there are about a dozen people chasing you, are you sure, brother, that I can help you bluff them?"

Help him bluff people?He frowned habitually, the corners of Yao Qiyun's lips twitched slightly, and just as he was about to say the words of refusal, this unruly young man in red had already grabbed the hem of his clothes, and his body was leaning against the white and gray-stained wall. Squeeze to the back and hide.

"I don't have the energy to run, brother... Please..."

Feng Chengyu raised his twinkling peach eyes, and looked back at Shang Yao Qiyun, his reddish eye sockets glistened with tears under the moonlight, filled with prayers, which complemented his already indescribable beauty The unrecognizable face adds countless pity to me.

It's hard not to feel compassion.

Helplessly exhaling deeply, Yao Qiyun looked at the frightened daredevil, and began to think about whether he should change his mind and help him, but a burly figure rushed towards him at the corner, yelling "Get out of the way!" , dancing with a long stick in his hand, trying to smash it at the person hiding behind him.

With a cold snort, Yao Qiyun stood on the spot and did not move, but swung out his arms casually to resist the fierce attack.

The stick with all its strength was dispelled by the bare-handed person, but the person who came just sneered.

Standing at the entrance of the alley was a thick man in black. He waved his arms impatiently and put the thick stick back on his shoulders.

The rough face was full of fierce looks, and at this moment it showed a bit of coldness: "Are you courting death?!"

Following the rough voice, dozens of black-clothed men who were the same size as him fell silently behind him, and lined up neatly in an arched shape with their arms folded. Although they couldn't squeeze into the narrow alley at the same time, they could It is a trend of catching a turtle in an urn.

But the turtle, Feng Chengyu, has nothing to hide from.

Feeling the clothes being held tightly by him, Yao Qiyun raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, the corners of his lips twitched for the first time today.

"Feng Chengyu, don't hide, you can't escape."

A cynical laugh came faintly from above the head, a blue shadow leaped out from the courtyard wall, drew a sharp arc in the night sky, and landed on the wall in the blink of an eye.

Gu Wushuang stood with his hands behind his back, and the cold moon behind him was like frost, dripping down his body.

"Gu Wushuang, so you know martial arts..."

Feng Chengyu hid behind Yao Qiyun, suppressing his previous pitiful expression.When looking up at Gu Wushuang, there was a hint of ridicule in the corner of his eyes:

"You chase people so much at night, you really don't give up on me."

"You." He gritted his teeth with hatred, but Gu Wushuang forced a smile, suppressing his anger: "As long as you hand over your skills to me, I don't have to worry about the dirty things between you and my wife." .”

"You have misunderstood me too much." While speaking, he quietly glanced at Yao Qiyun, only to see that he was also staring at himself with observing eyes.

Hey, if you want to blame, you can blame this Gu Wushuang, who was born in a scholarly family and should have the best face, but he keeps talking about the scandal of being cuckolded.

What is even more speechless is that this person can still shout out in front of a large crowd.

Although it was already harmless for the subordinates he invited to hear, but if it fell into the young man's ears, he was afraid that he would be regarded as a dubious person.

Noticing that Yao Qiyun's eyes were becoming more and more contemptuous, Feng Chengyu covered his lips and coughed lightly, so as to skip this embarrassing incident, he turned his head and spread his palms:

"It's not that I don't want to hand over the exercises to you, it's because the formless exercises can only be understood by heart, and I really don't know how to spread them..."

In fact, what he said is true, the non-phase technique requires physical body and real energy to practice together, to cover up one's own voice and movement, so as to help martial arts people achieve the state of coming and going without a shadow.

He has practiced Wuxiang Kungfu since he was a spoon dancer, and he knows that its cultivation is extremely cumbersome. Although it is a peerless kungfu in the martial arts world, there are very few people who can master it.

Especially after the paper cheat book was accidentally burned three years ago, the essence of his cultivation can only be understood, but cannot be expressed in words.

As if he understood this very well, the last trace of smile that Gu Wushuang pretended to have disappeared from the corner of his mouth: "That's true, a cripple like you who has lost all his cultivation, even running for a while seems to be able to die, who would go Count on you to help me improve my martial arts?"

Although he agreed with Feng Chengyu's words, the undisguised contempt in his words was deliberately poking at other people's pain points.

A trace of coolness spread from Feng Chengyu's lips, and the next moment, he smiled softly again: "Master Gu, you think so, and you still follow my ass all the time. If you are seen by outsiders, you think You are coveting my beauty, that would be a great shame!"

5. Chapter 5

"Heh." Gu Wushuang's voice lowered a bit as his lips touched, appearing even more menacing: "I was thinking that if I killed you, maybe I could research some remnants of non-phase exercises from your bones. Wouldn't it be great if the mystery came out?"

"Varied……"

Frightened by these cruel words, Feng Chengyu was immediately speechless.Pulling the sleeve of the clothes in his hand, Chaoyao Qiyun yelled:

"Brother, look at this man, he bullies me..."

"Oh? This is..."

Only then did he really notice the white-clothed boy who had been standing in front of Feng Chengyu but didn't help him.Gu Wushuang just glanced at him hastily, half-closed his eyes and warned:

"I don't care who you are, I advise you not to interfere in this matter. Although you took a trick from my subordinates just now, you are by no means a match for so many people. If you are sensible, get out of the way!"

"You want him..." Yao Qiyun raised his head to meet his gaze, with a clear voice: "Kill him? Do research?"

As soon as the voice fell, in the thick night, the biting wind suddenly struck.

In the alley with black tiles and white walls, Yao Qiyun's brows and eyes are deserted.The brilliance of the moonlight all over the alley lingered from his side.

The white cranes embroidered on the sleeves of his clothes, curling up the boundless cold, are hunting and flying in the wind.

After recognizing the sign of Baihe, Gu Wushuang's pupils trembled slightly, and a trace of unbelievable surprise flashed in his eyes: "You are... a member of the Yao sect?! How could you two... he... you..."