[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

How did Shi Guanyin die?

Perhaps only Qu Wurong knew about this question.

And she didn't want to say it.

In the desert:

The woman wrapped in white gauze sighed: "Why does Xiangshuai have to ask whether it is true or false?"

"Since it's over, it's time to brush off your clothes and leave."

She paused.

Chu Liuxiang smiled wryly: "It's easy to say, but Chu got involved for no reason, you have to know the truth."

When he spoke, he looked straight into Qu Wurong's eyes.

Those were a pair of very sincere eyes, but at the same time the corners of the eyes were sharp.

No one would treat Chu Liuxiang as a fool.

Neither will Qu Wurong.

She just said: "Isn't Xiangshuai already guessing?"

It seemed that Chu Liuxiang didn't say anything, but Chu Liuxiang understood: "It really is Wuhua."

He looked very tired, and he was a little puzzled:

"Why would he do this?"

Qu Wurong didn't know about this question either.

But she knew it was over.

"If Xiangshuai wants to know the truth, he might as well go to Ruoshui River to find Wuhua."

Her tone was flat.

Chu Liuxiang frowned: "How does the girl know that Wuhua is by the Ruoshui River?"

Qu Wurong smiled: "It's not just me who knows, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows."

"Because this duel is really eye-catching."

There was an inexplicable meaning in her eyes when she said this.

Chu Liuxiang was puzzled at first, then suddenly thought of something, and exclaimed: "Could it be that Xue Yiren's lover is A Qun?"

He only knew that someone had exposed the incense stick a few days ago, but he didn't know that the person was Wuhua.

Qu Wurong has already left.

When she left, she said: "Tomorrow is the time for the final battle, if Xiang Shuai goes later, he really doesn't know anything."

Chu Liuxiang didn't catch up because he knew she had said enough.How could he press a girl who had many sad things again?

Qu Wurong's martial arts have been useless.

And that face...

He sighed.

Ji Bingyan naturally knew what he was thinking.

"It's sunset now, if you want to go to Ruoshui, I'm afraid the time will be very tight."

Chu Liuxiang frowned slowly: "I have to go this trip."

There are still many doubts in his heart, if he doesn't solve them, it will be really difficult.

Ji Bingyan smiled and said: "Although I can't accompany you, I can give you a thousand-mile horse."

Chu Liuxiang finally smiled.

His disguise was released on the second day after Shi Guanyin's death.

Qu Wurong said that it was an illusion from Japan.One of them died, and the illusion was naturally undone.

As for the caster...

Chu Liuxiang sighed, and exerted strength in his hands, and the horse ran faster again.

It was already dark.

The lights in the room were always burning, but Xue Yiren was not there.

He was sitting on a tall pavilion drinking wine.

He rarely drinks.

Because wine is never a good thing for a sword bearer.Like women, it captivates the mind.Many people died in this gentle hometown.

Xue Yiren is different.

When he was drinking, his expression was still sober, as if it was just a glass of ordinary white water, and he was just the one who drank it.

How can you get drunk if you drink plain water?

A man like him shouldn't be impulsive.

Besides, he wasn't drunk.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Fortunately, the night is not long.

The day also came very early.

Xue Yiren slowly stood up.

Before the rooster crowed, many people gathered by the weak water.

Perhaps they were not watching a duel, but an affair.

Many people were wondering how beautiful that beauty was, which caused such a dispute.

But they are doomed to be disappointed.

They waited a long time.

When the golden light appeared on the weak water, the red sun rose from the sea and the sky.

Xue Yiren finally came.

Wuhua stood on the boat.

He is still dressed as a monk.

Even the fisherman didn't know when there was an extra person on the boat.

"I knew you would come."

Xue Yi said humanely.

Wu Hua slowly raised her eyes: "There will be a battle between you and me."

Xue Yiren was silent.

It's already dawn.

Wuhua also moved.

Which one is stronger, the blood-clothed man's sword or Yingfeng Yizhan?

Nobody knows.

But when the gust of wind suddenly blew up and the blade glowed with cold killing intent, everyone realized that Wuhua's martial arts had surpassed that of Master Tianfeng back then.

Chu Liuxiang had seen Yingfeng Slash before, but now she knew that she really knew very little.

He was already late, so even if there were thousands of doubts, he could only suppress them at this moment.

Xue Yiren kept his eyes closed.

The miserable chill brushed against his ears along the gust of wind, and he stood still.

The hand holding the sword is also very steady.

He has killed many people and experienced too many lives and deaths.

Finally, he moved too.

It was a very simple sword, piercing straight through.

There is only lightning left in the gloom of heaven and earth.

Everyone has held their breath.

After a long time, Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but sighed, because he knew that everything was over.

Victory and defeat.

"Have you been hurt?"

Xue Yiren asked suddenly.

He looked very strange, but also a little regretful.

Wuhua laughed, his chest had been pierced by a sword, but the three unhealed scars were the most painful.

"you lose."

he said suddenly.

He made a move that no one expected.

Wuhua jumped into the river.

He was already dying, why did he jump into the river.

Where is he going?

The surface of the river was stained red with blood.

Chu Liuxiang frowned: "That sword pierced the chest and was fatal. Wouldn't it be more torture?"

What is in that river?

"What a sin."

"This master personally released a boat two days ago, and now he probably wants to chase that boat."

The fisherman who punted was a little sorry.

That boat can't be an ordinary boat, unless on board...!

Xue Yiren looked at the river for a long time.Blood slowly oozes from the hand.

In the end, he just sighed: "I did lose."

above the East China Sea.

Wu Qun slowly opened her eyes.

She looked a little strange.

Stretch out your toes and sway gently in the blue waves.

He seemed to be bored, so he suddenly took it back.

The white shoes and socks were wet.

Wu Qun raised her head slightly.

It was already sunset.

The setting sun sinks into the green hills, and the afterglow is blood-red along the sea.

She sat looking at the sea for a long time, then suddenly sighed:

"I didn't lie to you this time."

A month later, the boat floated ashore.

But the beauty on board has disappeared.

Chu Liuxiang looked at the concentric knot in his hand and sighed.

When she was about to leave, Ji Bingyan frowned and looked at the booklet in her hand.

"what happened?"

Chu Liuxiang asked.

He shook his head and handed the book to Chu Liuxiang: "Tianwu nerve."

Chu Liuxiang's expression changed and she quickly turned over.

But found a line of small characters on the back.

Junxiu graceful, looks like a boudoir font.

Only three words were written on it: Bat Island.