[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

Qi Jin looks young, but he is the head of the Chunyang Zixu lineage, and he is also a teacher on weekdays.

Before dawn, the Tai Chi Dojo started teaching.

Wu Qun couldn't sleep well in a strange place, and she woke up early. She gathered her white cloak and slowly opened the door.

This is not the first time she has come to Mount Hua. Back then, there were only a few tents, but now it has become a huge Chunyang Palace.She also met a lot of people along the way.

"Hello girl."

The little Taoist nun who was not half tall asked with a smile.

Wu Qun raised her eyes slightly: "You know me?"

Her voice is soft and soft, it sounds like the drizzle of Jiangnan Lingling.

The little Taoist nun blushed, and said embarrassedly: "I have heard that there is a girl who is as beautiful as a fairy coming from the mountain, so Ah Cai came to see her."

Her words are childish, even though she speaks like this, it makes people feel uneasy.

Wu Qun burst out laughing with a "puchi".

She was born extremely beautiful, with black hair and snow skin, and her lips were full of color.

Ah Cai felt dizzy in his heart, and couldn't describe his smile for a moment.

"Little Taoist, have you seen enough?"

The beauty in the white cloak asked with a smile. She looked gentle, and leaned down slightly to pinch the tip of the girl's nose.

The faint scent of snow lotus lingered in the air, and Ah Cai felt a little annoyed as he grabbed his Taoist robe.At that time, I should learn more poems when teaching, and I can also make beautiful women happy at this time.

Thinking about it like this, she felt that no one in this world could describe her appearance, and such a beauty was indeed a bit shocking.

A Cai still stared blankly at the girl in front of him, until he was pulled by the collar and lifted up, only then did he realize that he hadn't done morning class yet.

"Big Brother."

She bowed her head carefully.

Luo Feng sighed: "Go back soon."

His voice was soft and he didn't sound angry.Ah Cai stuck out her tongue secretly, and hurriedly ran towards the Tai Chi dojo with her sword in her arms, but she still didn't forget to turn her head to look at that gentle beauty before leaving.

Wu Qun quietly looked at the young Taoist priest holding a sword in front of him.

He was wearing the same blue and white Taoist robe as Qi Jin, but it gave people a completely different feeling.

If Qi Jin is the arrogant Thunder Sword, then he is the elegant Flowing Cloud Sword.

The calm and gentle look on that handsome face made people feel a little relieved:

"The little disciple just now is ignorant, I hope the girl doesn't mind."

Luo Feng glanced at the exposed white skin, and slightly looked away.

He already knew from the head of the sect yesterday that this fairy-like girl is the master's fiancée.Seeing you today, I feel a little nervous.

She doesn't look very old, but she is a bit more beautiful than the well-known beauties in the Jianghu.

Luo Feng thought in his heart, and unconsciously glanced at her again.

Wu Qun looked amused: "The little Taoist nun is your apprentice?"

Although this handsome Taoist priest looked serious, his reaction when he saw her was somewhat similar to that of the little girl just now.

Hearing her question, Luo Feng shook his head slightly: "We are not in a master-student relationship."

"Ah Cai and I are disciples of the lineage of Pure Yang Jingxu."

He paused and added.

"Pure Yang Jingxu one pulse?"

Wu Qun said the name lightly on her tongue, she couldn't help being a little curious.

Her eyes are like water, when she looks at you, even the iron stone will be shaken.

Luo Feng hesitated slightly, but then remembered what Li Wangsheng said last night. The word "Xie Yunliu" was swallowed again, but he said tactfully: "Chunyang has five meridians, and the one who sent you up yesterday was the head of the Zixu meridian."

He stopped talking here.

Seeing that he was in trouble, Wu Qun didn't ask any more questions.She has always been gentle and gentle, so she just smiled softly: "I'm so bored right now, can the priest walk with me?"

Her voice is clear and soft, like the crabapple wine buried under the snow when she was young, gentle and tender.

Luo Feng coughed lightly, and slightly looked away.

He didn't speak, but Wu Qun knew that he had agreed, so she couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips.

The girl smiled like a rosy cloud piercing the moon, with a sense of beauty and silence like a bright and bright pearl.

Luo Feng's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had an absurd thought that made her laugh all the time.But he was restrained after all, and he woke up in just a moment.

The sun gradually rose, Qi Jin put away his sword and turned to leave.

"Hey, Master Uncle actually left half a cup of tea earlier than usual today."

The disciples who were meditating whispered about it, feeling a little unbelievable.

After all, Master Qi is indifferent and stubborn, and he obeys the rules of the sect most.

"Then what's the matter, when I was sweeping the mountain gate yesterday, I saw Uncle Qi carrying a girl back."

The disciple behind him interrupted.

The rest of the people talked a lot, but it had nothing to do with Qi Jin.

He left the dojo and wanted to leave, but he remembered the girl with the snow-white complexion yesterday, he paused in his heart, and unconsciously walked towards the back mountain.

Wu Qun's health was not good, her lips turned pale after walking for a while.The originally glistening lips were tightly pursed, looking pitiful.

"girl?"

Luo Feng was a little hesitant, but saw her shake her head lightly: "It's an old problem."

Her tone was light, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow on her snow-white face. Such an peaceful and silent posture made people feel softer.

A strange feeling suddenly rose in the handsome Taoist priest's heart, the thought was only for a moment, and suddenly it slowly settled down.

He bent down and touched her forehead lightly.

It's cold to start with, although there is no fever, it is much lower than normal body temperature, which is already abnormal.

"But the cold?"

he asked softly.

Wu Qun bit her lip: "There are medicines in the room."

At this moment, she was suffering from the cold, her eyes were foggy, she could only bite her lips tightly, and even her voice was weak.

Luo Feng hesitated with his fingertips, and finally picked her up and galloped towards the back mountain.

Qi Jin had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

He was very skilled in martial arts, so he could tell that there was no one in the room, so he put down the hand that was about to knock on the door, and waited quietly outside the door with his negative sword.

When Luo Feng came back with the man in his arms, he saw the cold and proud young man in the blue and white Taoist robe standing with his sword in his hands, and he couldn't help but pause in his footsteps.

"pain."

Wu Qun frowned and whispered softly.

This weak voice instantly broke the strange atmosphere in the courtyard.

Luo Feng bypassed the people by the door and walked in, but was suddenly stopped by the hilt of the sword: "Give it to me."

Qi Jin said lightly.

The girl in her arms closed her eyes tightly, her complexion was pale, and blood was bitten on her lips.

She couldn't wait any longer in this state.

Luo Feng could only watch Qi Jin carry him into the house, and slowly let go of him when the inside became quiet.

Wu Qun suffers from cold and suffers from seizures from time to time, and she is used to it these days.

"The medicine is on the table."

she gritted her teeth.

Qi Jin only glanced casually and knew that the medicine could only relieve pain, and taking it for a long time would even aggravate the onset of cold symptoms.

Wu Qun closed her eyes tightly, and the beads on her forehead slipped down the corners of her eyes, causing her to be dazzled for no reason.

She was in so much pain that a warm hand was placed on her back.

This cold syndrome cannot be stopped by ordinary true qi, Qi Jin can only divide the pure yang internal energy and pass it on to her slowly to suppress the cold poison in the body.

Although it is through the clothes, the delicate touch like ice and snow can't help but make people's hearts move. The young Taoist frowned slightly, and he was a little distracted.

Pure Yang Kung Fu masters yang and cold poison, and after a while, the beauty's frowning eyebrows are gently relaxed.

Qi Jin breathed a sigh of relief, and gently withdrew his hand.

This input of internal energy almost consumed half a year of his skill, even if his martial art is strong, he still can't bear it.

Luo Feng was still waiting outside the door, he couldn't help hesitating when he heard the sound of the door opening.

"She's fine."

Qi Jin said lightly.

He has always disliked the disciples of Jing Xu's lineage, and now he is even more so when he sees Luo Feng: "This courtyard is not a place for you to come."

The young man in taoist robe paused with his fingertips, and finally just glanced at the closed window, and left slowly.

It was already afternoon when Wu Qun woke up.

Begonias in front of the window are dizzy in the setting sun.

Her complexion was still very pale, but the corners of her lips were slightly curved, reflecting the mid-autumn water in her eyes, which was unbelievably soft.

"Thank you."

she said softly.

Qi Jin paused for a moment as he wiped his sword: "Are you going to continue like this?"

If those disciples in the dojo saw it, they would be shocked.That indifferent Uncle Qi who only has a sword in his heart also cares about the girl?

Wu Qun shook her head slightly: "Ah Qun knows that she won't live long with this disease. This time I came here just to find my fiancé, if so."

She paused and smiled bitterly:

"If he wants to belong, then just return the jade pendant to him."

After she finished speaking, she frowned quietly, and even the smile on the corners of her lips was slightly sad.

Qi Jin didn't know why he was a little irritable, as if he couldn't restrain his killing intent when he went back to the time when he had not entered the Chunyang Palace to be a killer.

The inner demon that had been extinguished for many years suddenly appeared, Qi Jin's hand holding the sword tightened, and when he realized what was in his heart, he suddenly let go.

His complexion was not right, and Wu Qun was also a little worried.

"Daoist?"

She called softly but saw that the man didn't respond in the slightest, and she didn't come back to herself until the third call.

"What is the Taoist priest thinking?"

Her eyes are soft, like a beautiful crabapple by the window.

Qi Jin slightly avoided that gaze: "It's nothing."

He paused, seeing that the girl was a little disappointed, and added: "You have a good rest."

The sky is gloomy, and it is always bad for a man to take a girl's house at this time.

Even if the man is a Taoist priest, and the girl has a fiancé.

Before Qi Jin left, he suddenly said: "Don't be afraid, I will cure your illness."

He turned his back and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his voice was rare and gentle.

Wu Qun smiled lightly: "Okay."

At night, in the Pure Yang Palace:

Li Wangsheng paused while holding his long-bearded hand: "Are you going to leave Chunyang Palace?"

His voice was gentle, but he was also a little puzzled.

Qi Jin nodded slightly with his negative sword: "Let's leave tomorrow, come and inform senior brother."

His expression was determined, and Li Wangsheng knew the key point after a little thought: "But what happened to that girl yesterday?"

The hall was quiet, and after a while, the little junior who had always been aloof and proud said indifferently: "She is suffering from cold poison, and I am afraid it will last forever. I want to take her to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers to seek medical treatment."

Li Wangsheng sighed and said no more.

He just said: "I heard that Medicine King Sun Simiao is not in the valley at this time, but Pei Yuan is still there."

"I'll edit a book, and it will be more convenient for you to take it to the Valley of Thousand Flowers."

His tone was normal, Qi Jin couldn't help but feel more grateful.

It was late at night, and the beauty leaning against the window slightly bent her lips, and the green feather skirt under the white cloak curled away, like mist and magic.

This bird skirt that was so stunning in the Tang Dynasty at the time finally showed some clues at this time.

The world always thinks that there are two hundred bird skirts, but they don't know that the one that Princess Anle presented to Empress Wei was a fake. The most beautiful skirt in the world is naturally unique.