[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

In the Pure Yang Palace:

The little Taoist put the food outside the door, knocked lightly on the door: "Uncle Qi?"

He whispered in the glottis but there was still no movement, he only thought that the uncle was probably in a bad mood and didn't pay much attention to it.It wasn't until I saw that the morning food was still outside the door when it was delivered in the afternoon that I realized something was wrong.

Pushing open the door and entering, there was no one in the quiet room.

Li Wangsheng was talking to Luo Feng when he saw his disciples rushing into the hall.

"Master."

The disciple glanced at Luo Feng, who was still wounded, and couldn't help hesitating.

Li Wangsheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "But it's okay to say."

His voice was gentle, the little disciple heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly told what he had just seen.

"You mean that Qi Jin left Siguotang privately?"

Li Wangsheng asked calmly.

The little disciple, who thought the headmaster would get angry, was a little nervous, but he still nodded his head: "It probably disappeared when the food was delivered this morning. This disciple is stupid, and I didn't realize until now."

The immortal Taoist sighed slightly: "If he wants to leave, how can you stop him?"

Although Qi Jin is the last among the five sons, his martial arts are not bad, if he wants to leave, no one will notice.

The little disciple lowered his head, and heard the master say calmly: "I already know about this, you can go down."

There were only two people left in the hall, Luo Feng looked thoughtfully outside the door.

"Master Qi's condition is unstable now, isn't the sect leader afraid?"

His complexion was pale, and the appearance of standing with the sword behind his back became more and more stable. Even when mentioning Qi Jin and other people with old grievances with him, he considered Chunyang calmly first.

Li Wangsheng nodded secretly, but he knew that the blow to Jingxu's lineage caused by the departure of the elder brother back then finally allowed this child to take on a heavy responsibility:

"Now that he has a demon in his heart, it would be bad to keep him forcibly. It's better to let him go out and have a look, which can be regarded as experience."

Qi Jin was stubborn at first, back then in Chunyang Palace he didn't listen to anyone except his master Lu Dongbin, now I just hope he can see it for himself.

Not to mention the relationship between Miss Qun and the elder brother, even the news of the girl's disappearance is enough to arouse the hostility hidden in his heart.

Thinking of this, Li Wangsheng shook his head slightly.

"What is the relationship between Miss Qun and Master?"

Luo Feng, who was silent all the time, suddenly asked.

There is such a big age difference between the two, not only Qi Jin, but also Luo Feng just found out about it a month ago, it is a bit unbelievable.

Li Wangsheng glanced at the young man, but asked an irrelevant question: "Did you notice her skirt?"

Although the beautiful little girl was wearing a white cloak all the time, the green feathers curling up under the cloak did not cover it up.

Luo Feng nodded, but he didn't know what his words meant.

The Taoist priest holding his long beard sighed slightly: "That skirt is called a hundred bird skirt, so you understand?"

If the half rose jade pendant alone could make people doubtful, but this hundred bird skirt made Li Wangsheng have to believe it.

At that time, the eldest brother and Li Chongmao, the son of Empress Wei, regarded each other as confidantes, so naturally they also met Princess Anle.The bird skirt is the private property of Princess Anle, and now it appears on the skirt girl, even if the girl is not a member of the royal family, her status must not be simple.

Li Wangsheng stopped talking here, but Luo Feng had a bold guess in his mind.

"Could it be that Miss Qun is the blood of the deposed emperor Li Chongmao?"

When he thought of the undisguised nobility under that pale and frail face, he felt that this was the only explanation that was reasonable.If the relationship between Master and Li Chongmao is true, then everything makes sense.

Li Wangsheng looked at the afterglow of the setting sun outside the hall with his hands behind his back, and he already agreed with this statement.It took a long time before he said with emotion: "I just hope that this time there will be no bloody storm again."

He thought of the fact that Xuanzong was assassinated a few days ago and the Tiance Army strictly guarded the city gate, and he had already predicted some signs of storms to come.

For some reason, Luo Feng recalled that day when she first met Miss Qun outside the Taiji Dojo, she was in such poor health, and now she was taken captive by Mr. Liu again, but she didn't know how she is now.

As he thought about it, he felt a dull pain in his injured shoulder, and suddenly he stood up and said, "This disciple also wants to go down the mountain."

He lowered his brows and eyes, unable to see his expression, Li Wangsheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you going to find that child?"

The young man in blue clasped his hands and said, "The girl in the skirt has a sensitive identity, so it's not good to live in the rivers and lakes like this."

"What's more, she and Master..."

Luo Feng had already finished speaking, but for some unknown reason, he added something, but the hand hidden in his sleeve clenched a little tighter.

Li Wangsheng glanced at him, remembering the old grievances in his heart when the senior brother left, he pondered for a while:

"That's fine too."

There are many important events in Jianghu, the matter between Wanhuagu and Kang Xuezhu has been suppressed like a wave in the sea, but a sword stick quietly rises up.

Naturally, no one would comment on an ordinary sword post, but it would be different if it was posted by Hidden Sword Villa.

Because the sword sticker represents a kind of honor, only those who bear the sword sticker can participate in the famous sword meeting once every ten years.Now people in Jianghu can't escape these two words.

In the tea shed, a man in black wearing a bamboo hat drank tea quietly.

He was dressed plainly, but he had an eye-catching aura.Even the elite disciples of those sects may not have such an aura, but now they appear in a dilapidated tea shed.

"Have you heard that the sword stickers for Hidden Sword Villa have been sent out?"

The two middle-aged people who passed by the tea shed walked side by side.

Although the two of them had been in the arena for a long time, their reputation was not that good, so they also came up with the idea of ​​this famous sword meeting.

As we all know, those who can participate in the famous sword competition are all talented people in the world. If they take this opportunity to win the sword in one fell swoop, they will truly become famous.

"In previous years, sword posts were posted in early February. This year, there is no news until now. Many people speculate that the new sword has not yet been cast."

The bearded man sighed.

The big man with a knife on the side also nodded: "The Hidden Sword Villa has never had any delays, it seems that the magical soldiers that have been dispatched this time are not small."

The two of them walked away slowly, and the black-clothed swordsman with the bamboo hat slowly put down the teacup in his hand.

"Guest officer, would you like some more tea?"

Xiao Er asked tremblingly.

Xie Yunliu glanced at him and slowly disappeared into the crowd.

In the past, there were many people from the world in this tea shed, but none of them was as aggressive as him.For a swordsman, what is more terrifying than unsheathing is the unbearable Juan Kuang in the sword mound.

It wasn't until the man in black walked out that Xiao Er came back to his senses. When he picked up the tea money on the table, he found that his palms were already wet with sweat. He couldn't help but wonder when such a powerful person appeared in the arena.

At night, at the Chang'an Lantern Festival, Wu Qun walked slowly through the crowd, holding the hand of a foreigner beside him.She rested for a few days and became more energetic. Perhaps because of excitement, her snow-white face was also slightly blush.

"Look at that."

The beauty in the white cloak suddenly clapped her hands and laughed.

She smiled so that her eyes were bent like crescent moons, and the dimples on her lips were also sweet and intoxicating.The man who was buying lanterns next to him was stunned.

Kalubi frowned slightly, and calmly stepped forward to block the man's sight.

Heads were shaking behind them, and they were forced to get very close.With just a slight bow, he was able to kiss the pupils of the girl in his arms and her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Kalubi's eyes sank, and he slowly turned his head to look at the men and women dancing swords in front of the bonfire.

The sword dance between the two of them was not very powerful, at most it was just a tacit understanding, but seeing that Wu Qun was so excited, Kalubi also looked at it seriously.

He looked at it and then returned to the bright eyes of the girl in his arms, and made another note for her in his heart: he loves eating candied haws, and he likes to be lively.

Although squeamish, she is simpler than most Central Plains people.

After a dance, everyone dispersed.Wu Qun took a piece of broken silver from her sleeve and put it into the bowl in front of her, then naturally took Kalubi's hand again.

Her fingers were slightly cool, and her palms were delicate and soft without even a trace of calluses.

Kalubi looked down at the hands they were holding, and finally said nothing.

The crowd had dispersed, and the lantern festival was finally quiet for a while.

Wu Qun turned around and looked at the alien who was carefully protecting her and smiled slightly: "Do you not like this place?"

Her voice was soft but caring, Kalubi shook his head slightly, seeing that the girl was still a little worried, he said: "It's very good here."

He didn't lie, there were few people in the Gedoran Desert, but there had never been such a prosperous scene in Chang'an.

The sky lantern has already risen, and the flickering candlelight shines on the shallow pear vortex, which makes people's heart beat for no reason.

"Do you know what the names of those two swords were called just now?"

Wu Qun suddenly asked.

The smile in her eyes was gentle, but also playful like a child.

Kalubi thought about the intertwined sword dance, but he was a little puzzled.

Seeing him silent for a long time, the beauty with black hair and snow skin burst out laughing:

"It's the stars and the moon."

Wu Qun's eyes are curved, more moving than the magnificent moonlight in the Gedoran Desert.

Kalubi's eyes paused, and then he heard her say: "May I be like a star king like a moon, and the night and night stream be bright and clean."

'May I be like a star king like a moon, and the night and night flow bright and clean. '

The girl's voice was gentle, and the foreigner with a cold face couldn't help but read it over and over again, and the deep eyes that looked at the smiling and walking away figure softened slightly.