[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

It was already dawn, and it was very quiet in Wuzheng Villa.

It seems that even the tip of a needle can be heard clearly.

"Who was on duty last night?"

Yuan Suiyun asked with a gloomy face.

The steward and the chief guard looked at each other, and said cautiously: "The Xun group was on duty last night."

However, the 32 guards were found dead in the pool by the garden early this morning.

This man's martial arts must be extremely high.

If not, how could they kill people quietly in the Wuzheng Villa where experts gathered.

Even Mr. Ting...

Thinking of this, the housekeeper leaned slightly: "Master Shao, do you want to thoroughly investigate this matter?"

Yuan Suiyun shook his head and waved his hand to signal him to back down.

Now Wuzheng Villa is full of famous martial arts masters, but now it is inappropriate to go to war.

The housekeeper and the head of the guard also had some calculations in their minds.

Slowly exited the hall.

But Yuan Suiyun's hoarse voice was not heard.

That voice was no longer as gentle and refined as it used to be, but instead carried a strange evil spirit.

"Since he has taken Aqun away, how could he still stay in the village?"

"No flowers, no flowers."

Yuan Suiyun sneered: "But I underestimated you."

It seemed to be daylight.

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

She saw the white monk robe and the faint lotus pattern on the sleeves.

Wuhua smiled lightly: "What is Ah Qun thinking?"

His voice was very gentle, and the muffled vibrations in his chest made the ears tingle.

It was only then that Wu Qun noticed that the man was right behind her, hugging her slightly.

"What about my martial arts?"

she heard herself asking softly.

Wuhua lowered her head slightly, and kissed those pink nails: "A Qun doesn't need martial arts."

"That's fine."

Wu Qun moved her fingertips lightly, feeling a little regretful.

"Master, do you want to hide like me for a lifetime?"

She disappeared, Xue Yiren and Yuan Suiyun will definitely not let it go.

The voice of the beauty in spruce was soft, appearing a little weak.

Wuhua smiled lightly, as if he had heard something funny.

After a while, he sighed tenderly and lovingly:

"A skirt is really cute."

The slightly cool fingertips slowly caressed the swaying lips, and then came to those soul-stirring eyes.

The long eyelashes like butterfly feathers trembled slightly.

Wu Qun slightly closed her eyes.

However, she felt those hands caressing the blush at the end of her eyes, and before she could react, she heard the sound of a hairpin smashing to the ground.

Wuhua kissed the peach blossoms in her eyes, her voice was deep and deep, as if it had been stained with a dark color.

"Ah Qun, open your eyes."

The sound of the hairpin breaking was extremely crisp.

The long eyelashes opened and closed like a small fan, and Wu Qun slowly opened her eyes.

The loose black hair had already told her what had happened.

Can't help frowning slightly.

She is beautiful in any way, and no matter what her posture is, she can always make a man fascinated.

The monk in white sighed lightly: "A Qun shouldn't have anything else on her body."

The hairpin was shattered on the ground.

Beads scattered lonely.

Wu Qun's brows and eyes were still faint, she was too quiet.

More like a silent resistance.

Wuhua's eyes sank slightly.

"Let me guess who sent it?"

He hugged her tenderly.

"Xue Yiren."

"Or Yuan Suiyun?"

Every time he said a name, the hand around his waist tightened.

Wu Qun was forced to stick tightly in front of him.

It seemed that he could smell the faint sandalwood from the cuffs of the monk in white.

"Master is jealous?"

She suddenly smiled softly, her voice soft and provocative.

The monk was silent.

Wu Qun let him hold her.

He just said softly, "Master pleases me."

It was a very touching look.

When she looks at you, she seems to have thousands of affections.

The sparkling peach color at the end of the eyes is like a small hook, gently hooking on the man's heart.

But the slightest movement of those eyes would tear a piece of flesh out of the man's heart.

She said it over and over again.

Wu Hua only felt that the thorn in her heart was severely suppressed under the gentle white clothes.

He hugged her, his eyes gradually sank.

Wu Qun looked at him, and slightly hooked the corners of her lips.

Her face was a little red.

The corners of the eyes were also faintly daubed with rouge.

She just looked at him quietly, but there seemed to be ice and snow in her eyes all year round.

Wuhua sighed, letting the fragrance of spring roses slip through her heart.

: "Ah Qun is such a little liar."

His tone was gentle, but somehow dangerous.

The slender waist seemed to be held even tighter.

When Xue Yiren came back from sword practice, he found that the atmosphere in Wuzheng Villa seemed a little different today.

This has nothing to do with him.

He wiped his sword lightly and remained silent.

The white handkerchief was handed to the sword servant boy at the side.

Xue Yiren was ready to leave.

"Master Xue wait a minute"

Jin Lingzhi suddenly said.

Xue Yiren's footsteps did not stop.

He never talks to unnecessary people.

Jin Lingzhi's face turned pale.

Although the people around did not point fingers because of their identities.

But the look in his eyes was a little gloating.

Gritting her teeth, Jin Lingzhi suddenly followed.

As Xue Yiren, naturally there is no need to deliberately hide from anyone.

"Master Xue wait a moment."

Jin Lingzhi yelled again.

After walking some distance, only the two of them were left around.

Xue Yiren slowly turned his head.

Looking at the slightly embarrassed woman behind, the expression in her eyes did not change.

"Could it be that Miss Jin likes to follow strange men?"

The irony of what he said.

Jin Lingzhi's face flushed red, and a trace of humiliation flashed in his eyes.

But strangely, he slowly endured it again.

This face-changing face is really interesting.

"Does Master Xue know what happened last night?"

Without waiting for Xue Yiren to reply, she continued:

"Today, the original owner only said that thieves entered the village to steal, and only a few more lives were saved when the guards saw him."

"Could it be that Master Xue doesn't have any doubts in his heart?"

She seemed to have gained confidence, but now she was making every word.

Xue Yiren didn't look at her.

He just looked at the sword in his hand, his eyes seemed strange and regretful:

"It seems that Mrs. Jin didn't tell Miss Jin."

"In this arena, it's better to talk less."

He didn't seem to have heard what she had just said.

Just leave this sentence and leave.

Jin Lingzhi glared fiercely at that Leng Ran's back.

I felt a little depressed.

Her words are not without reason.

Because just last night, she knew a secret.

And this secret is like a sword hanging around her neck, making people breathless.

Golden Ganoderma lucidum is not stupid.

She knew it was time to leave.

But Wuzheng Villa will not let her leave.

So she thought of Xue Yiren.

He is a very powerful man and a man who speaks with weight.

He might look at Wanfu Wanshouyuan's face and is willing to help her.

But she was wrong.

"Miss Jin shouldn't be smart."

There was a sudden sigh from behind.

Jin Lingzhi slowly turned around.

Then I saw the gentle and elegant young man smiling at her.

He still had a nice smile.

Jin Lingzhi felt a chill spread all over his body.

She remembered what she had seen in the darkroom of the study.

The group of people locked in cages.

She saw Gong Nanyan.

But she clearly returned to Shenshui Palace, so how could she appear here?

There are also "Daoist Changyun", "Hainan Three Swords" and others...

They are all respectable people in the arena.

But now he is locked in a cage like a dog.

Jin Lingzhi's heart sank.

Because she knew that these were just a group of "exactly the same" people, and they all obeyed Wuzheng Villa.

What does Yuan Suiyun want to do?

Jin Lingzhi slowly picked up the beauty picture on the table.

The painting in that picture is a woman, but unfortunately it is not her.

That woman is a thousand times more beautiful than her.

Jin Lingzhi's hand clenched even tighter.

But accidentally tore a gap in the picture.

She snapped back to her senses.

But he saw the group of sleeping people in the cage slowly raise their heads.

She has only one thought at the moment: "Escape."

For some reason, Jin Lingzhi suddenly realized that Yuan Suiyun would not let her go.

She didn't know until she died that it was because of the group of people in the cage,

Or did he die because of that beauty picture?

Yuan Suiyun's smile slowly disappeared.

He took out a bottle of medicine from his arms and sprinkled it on the ground.

The girl in the fresh skirt just now seemed to have never existed.

The flowers in the corner of the wall are more colorful.

He sighed: "It doesn't matter who is in the shell of Wanfu Wanshou Garden."

"But you should never go to my study."

"Especially when I saw the portrait of A Qun."

The butler behind him shuddered slightly.

"Young master, is this a matter of marriage?"

He stepped forward to remind in a low voice.

Yuan Suiyun shook his head: "Golden Ganoderma lucidum is dead, but the granddaughter of Mrs. Jin in Wanfu Wanshou Garden is still alive."

"Isn't it?"

The butler responded and slowly backed away.

A dead person can naturally be replaced by a living person.

Tomorrow there will be a new golden ganoderma in front of people.

As long as she stays in Wuzheng Villa for a day, who will know if she is real or not?

The bottle that turned into corpses was broken on the ground.

Yuan Suiyun narrowed his eyes slightly: "A Qun."

"I was really impulsive today."

He said this with his mouth, but there was no regret on his face.