[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

Wu Qun was injured and ill and forced to practice kung fu yesterday, and suddenly developed a high fever in a daze.

Her complexion was snow-white, but there was a hint of pink on her cheeks, like a begonia that had been burned out in spring, and when it was so bright, it revealed a sense of desolation.

The elegant man in black clothes glanced lightly at the curled fingers, thoughtfully.

Kang Xuezhu's martial arts are not low, but she was able to repel him with a single sword. Even if it was by surprise, this sword technique is amazing.Pei Yuan recalled that among the swordsmen who had risen to fame in recent years, there was no one who could match her.

The fragrance of the traditional Chinese medicine in the medicine hut was dull, and the black-haired beauty frowned slightly, with water drops falling down her neck from her forehead.

She was in severe pain, and the sword wound on her heart was burning hot as if it had just been stabbed.

In Wu Qun's eyes, the sword light like a rainbow gradually emerged, and the veins on the knuckles became more and more green on the snow-white skin.

"Li Gu'er."

Down the dry well:

The clothes of the woman on the verge of death were covered with blood, and her formerly gorgeous face was also a little more embarrassed.

"what do you want?"

Wu Qun was sitting by the well shaking her snow wrist, and the clear and crisp sound of the bell made people dazzled.

Her voice was still smiling, and her eyes were bent like a beautiful cat.

Li Bao'er stretched out her hands to block the glare in front of her eyes, and she stared at the girl by the well for a long time.

Suddenly said: "I want to live."

This sentence sounds simple, but it is not easy.

She was stabbed in the heart by Li Shangqiu and was fatally wounded. Even if she escaped by chance, the lurking cold disease in her body was enough to kill her.

But the girl in the blue and bird dress smiled, and said:

"it is good."

She gave her a dress, and she took over her injuries until she—revenge.

That smile seemed to dim the blood all over the Tang Palace, and the setting sun was reflected in those misty and moonlike eyes, magnificent and breathtaking.

Li Bao'er has always relied on her beauty, but she has to admit that it is not a pity to wear this hundred-bird skirt on her.

The originally sunny weather had not lasted for a few days before it began to rain again.

The heavy rain was pouring on the casement, making the room even more dull.

Pei Yuan lit the candles on the candlestick, and heard a slightly weak voice behind him.

"What time is it?"

Wu Qun asked softly.

She was in a deep sleep, and her voice was still a little weak at this time, it sounded like a cat meowing.

The young man in black clothes opened the window and said calmly, "You time."

Wu Qun looked out of the window upon hearing this, and sure enough, it was already dark.She has been in a coma for a day and a night.

There was a lot of thunder outside, and the torrential rain seemed to drown the small medicine house.The long-growing crabapple by the window looks more beautiful in this dark night.

The snow-skinned, black-haired beauty bent her eyes and smiled softly, then suddenly asked: "If I say I'm afraid of the rain, will you hug me?"

Her eyes are quiet and soft.

The faint depression and hostility these days seem to have disappeared.

She smiled so gently, but there was a weak heartbeat on her bloodless lips.

The room was silent, no one spoke.A thunderclap hit the trembling branches and leaves of the crabapple.

Wu Qun's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly lowered her eyes.

She hugged her knees and curled up on the couch, her satin-like black hair matched her clear eyebrows and eyes.

The beauty is always smiling.

It's just that this smile looks a little dazzling.

Pei Yuan frowned slightly when he smelled the faint smell of blood.

Wu Qun blinked her eyes, her curled fingers had already been parted.

The scar that was pierced by flower thorns the day before yesterday slowly dripped blood again, Pei Yuan raised his eyebrows lightly:

"this is the last time."

His tone was slightly cold, which made the snow-clothed girl bend her eyes.

"Last time what?"

She leaned lightly on the man's shoulder and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Pei Yuan paused with his fingertips, then suddenly smiled and said, "I never treat people who want to die."

He has always been refined and gentle, but this smile actually carried a bit of coldness at this moment.

"A person whose heart is dead is a waste of medicinal materials."

These words were already very cold, but Wu Qun smiled lightly:

"You think I'm begging to die?"

She touched the wound when she laughed, and her lips became paler, but the brilliance in her eyes was still magnificent, and a ray of light fell on this cold rainy day: "I will not die."

"I'm just in so much pain."

When she said this, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyebrows and eyes were clearly gorgeous to the extreme, but she was a little quiet for no reason.

Pei Yuan thought of the scars all over her body, pushed her hands away and paused slightly.

It was late at night when Qi Jin came back.

Among the poisonous weeds prescribed by Pei Yuan, only Kongwufeng has them.

The poisonous weed was so hot that even the jade box that was originally prepared was melted.The young Taoist priest frowned slightly, the hand holding the sword had been burned badly.

The candles in the room were still on, and Qi Jin's eyes softened a little.

Reach out and gently push the door open.

He heard about Kang Xuezhu on the way back to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, and he was worried about her safety, so he rushed back after only a few hours of the day's journey, and now he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the candle in front of the window.

Wu Qun had fallen asleep.

She was seriously injured, and the time to wake up these days has been much less.

Pei Yuan suppressed the coldness in his body with the method of acupuncture, but when he withdrew his hands, a pair of soft fingers gently pulled the sleeves.

The snow-white fingers reflected on the ink shirt looked weaker and weaker.

The beauty was still in a coma, but subconsciously relied on the people around her.

Qi Jin glanced at the girl who was frowning slightly after grabbing the cuff, and her eyes darkened.

"The poisonous weed has been picked."

Pei Yuan put away the medicine box and was about to leave. Hearing this, the hand that pushed the door paused slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The most sensational thing in this arena in recent days is that there is another notorious person in the Valley of the Wicked.Kang Xuezhu joined the Valley of the Wicked after the incident was revealed, and completely became a demon.

The Valley of the Wicked was established by the wind of the valley owner, the fable in the valley: Once you enter this valley, you will never suffer.

In this valley, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, I don't know how many days of Jiaozi have been lost.

Kang Xuezhu leaned against the roof with a jar of wine.

He has been in the valley for three days, and he is still wearing thousands of old clothes. It seems that drinking is the biggest thing in this world.

The jar of wine had bottomed out, and the man looked up at the crescent moon in the sky with complicated eyes.

"I heard that there are elegant people in the Valley of Thousand Flowers, but I never thought that a drunkard would come here today."

Mr. Liu glanced at the dried blood on his face, and became slightly interested.

He had just returned to the valley today when he saw the people on the eaves.

Kang Xuezhu threw the wine beside him to him, and suddenly said after the man drank, "I've been waiting for you for three days."

"Wait for me to do?"

Mr. Liu raised his head and sighed, then threw the wine jar back.

Kang Xuezhu sighed: "I was too hasty when I left Wanhua Valley, and I left a treasure behind."

"I'm afraid that no one in this world can bring her out except you."

His mysterious tone made Mr. Liu a little interested.

"You can talk all you want."

Since he entered the rivers and lakes, he has never failed to achieve his goals, so the more difficult things are, the more he likes them.

Kang Xuezhu shook her head slightly: "That treasure is a person, a peerless beauty."