[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

The autumn wind shakes down, and the hooves are full of emerald red.

This is Jiangnan.

Even though the hot season is over, it still has a little more tenderness than outside the Great Wall.

It was quiet in the small building surrounded by hundreds of flowers.

The young man in the moon white brocade robe hesitated slightly, but still took off the envelope from Huaque's leg.

A month ago, letters were sent here one after another.

This small building is Huamanlou's Baihualou, but this letter is not Huamanlou's letter.

This letter is addressed to a bird.

Every time the sparrow came with a letter, it was thrown into the crow's nest outside the window of the small building and left.

At first, I felt that Que'er must have remembered the wrong way, but when the third letter came, I felt a little confused.

Is this really a letter to the crow?Or is the sender not aware that the letter has been sent by mistake.

Hua Manlou frowned slightly.He thought that if it was a very urgent letter, it would not be a delay.

But he did not open the three letters.

A man like him would never have opened those three letters without someone else's consent.

He just picked up a pen and wrote a line.Reattached to the sparrow leg.

The bird finally flew away again.

Young Master Jinyi sighed slightly.

In Wanmei Villa:

Wu Qun is practicing sword.

It was already night at this time, but she was still practicing sword.In three months, she only learned one move.

That trick is also very simple.

prick.

People who learn swords can't jump this thorn.

She practiced for one hundred and four days for this stab.

Ximen Chuuxue is a very strict master.

At the beginning, if the sword in your hand is knocked out, you have to kneel outside the door all night.

A swordsman should never throw away the sword in his hand no matter what.

Wu Qun's hand was already very steady.

Willow shoots on the moon.

The beauty held a sword flower and slowly retracted the sword.

Her internal strength was a little weak, and she sweated a little from practicing the sword, and the water-red dress was thinly attached to her body, and she couldn't help trembling slightly.

Just as he was thinking, he saw a white shirt thrown on him.

The coat carried some cold plum fragrance.

Wu Qun raised her head slightly and saw a person sitting on a high place.

The swordsman's expression was still cold.

"You are too weak."

He said lightly.

Wu Qun's eyes were slightly gloomy.

She raised her head and stared at the white-clothed swordsman for a while.

Few people in this world dare to stare at Ximen Chuuxue so bluntly.

Because that face was too stern, and those eyes were too ruthless.

She shook her head slowly: "I will surpass you."

The water-red figure has merged into the night.

The swordsman in white closed his eyes slightly.

In a beautiful small building in Jiangnan.

Huamanlou received another letter.

It's just that this time the letter was not sent to Crow's Nest, but was carried into the small building by Que'er.

Huamanlou is watering the flowers.

The orchid bloomed slowly in his hand.Que'er stood on his shoulder and waited quietly for him.

It wasn't until the man put down the kettle in his hand that he lightly pecked his fingers twice.

This is really a very spiritual bird.

Hua Manlou smiled, "You're here again."

His tone was gentle, as if speaking to an old friend.

Que'er raised her head and shook the envelope between her legs.

The letter fell into Hua Manlou's hands.

"This is for me?"

he asked softly.

Queer pecked her fingers again.

That letter is very unique.

I don't know what material it is made of, but it smells like a faint narcissus aroma.

But Hua Manlou felt a little worried because he was blind.

Even though he behaved like a normal person again, his eyes were still invisible.

Seeing him not moving, Que'er became a little anxious.

He raised his head and Zhizhi didn't know what he was calling.

With a slight movement of Hua Manlou's fingers, the letter had already been opened.

Unexpectedly, the handwriting was very clear, and there were only two sentences.

The first sentence at the beginning is:

"Because of the restoration of the sword energy, I can't help but release my writing, I hope you will be happy."

It was the font in the boudoir, but when it fell on the paper, it looked strong.

Hua Manlou touched the small characters that pierced through the back of the paper, and slightly curled the corners of her lips.

"Young master, if you haven't read the first three letters, you can read them now."

This is the last sentence.

Hua Manlou smiled, and felt that she was really an interesting girl.

Because he already understood the secret.

The first three letters were smeared with autumn honey, if they were opened rashly, they would be swarmed by hornets.

And the dry narcissus on the fourth letter is the antidote.

Therefore, only with the consent of the owner and the fourth letter can one read the previous ones.

Hua Manlou opened the letter and slowly touched along the edges and corners of the handwriting, but the smile on his lips gradually faded.

There was some sadness on his face.

It seems to be the same as the girl in the letter.

It was late at night.

After thinking about it, Hua Manlou wrote a letter and handed it to Que'er.

In the middle of the night, I saw a sparrow flying out of the small building full of flowers.