[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

Naturally, Ximen Chuuxue in Wanmei Villa didn't know about Sun Xiuqing.

As the sky gradually darkened, a person stood on the hillside.

There are very few sword learners in the world who haven't heard of Yijian Xilai. Not only has Ye Guhong heard of it, but he is determined to learn it.He had worshiped Ximen Chuuxue as his teacher three times but failed.

So he regarded himself as Ximen Chuuxue.

He had already regarded that man as a god, and he had to imitate the expression when he killed someone.

Such a person would naturally not remain silent after learning about the affair.

So here he comes.

He came to ask an answer for all the swordsmen in the world.

If it is false, he will kill the rumor maker.If it is true, then you have to try the power of this sword Xilai.

He waited for a long time on the hillside.

When the sun went down and it got dark, the door never opened.

But he didn't leave.

Perhaps even if a boy of this age fails to achieve anything, he still has a passion for it.

He was going to wait forever.

"Is that man gone?"

Outside the study, the butler asked the maidservant.

The maidservant in white shook her head, thinking of the man's attire that was the same as that of the owner, her complexion was a little ugly.

"someone is coming?"

The swordsman in white who was reading put down the book in his hand and asked.

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, but said: "A man who called himself Ye Guhong came from the villa, and said he wanted to meet the owner of the villa."

"Ye Guhong?"

"What is his relationship with the Sword Immortal of the South China Sea?"

Ximen Chuuxue frowned slightly.

"It is said to be a cousin."

The housekeeper paused and said again: "The owner of the village has seen him before, when he was in Sichuan."

When he mentioned here, Ximen Chuuxue remembered.

He went to Shuzhong to kill people three years ago, and once met a young man who wanted to worship him as his teacher.Thinking of his past attire, Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help but have a weird expression.

Ye Guhong waited for a long time.

Neither the wildflowers nor the fragrances of the mountains attracted him at all.

Almost no one in the world can understand his persistence.

When the sun was about to set, the door of Wanmei Villa finally opened.

Ximen Chuuxue came out slowly.

He held a sword in his hand, an ancient sword with a black sheath.

The look on that face was colder than when we first saw him, he seemed to have turned into a sword.How can a sword stay for people?Ye Guhong couldn't help showing fanaticism on his face.

"Ximen Chuixue."

he said.

The swordsman in white nodded slightly: "What do you want to ask?"

Ye Guhong said: "I want to know if the rumors in the world are true?"

He knew that such a swordsman would absolutely disdain to lie.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes paused for a moment, but he said calmly: "If you want to know whether this is true or not, you can try the sword in my hand."

Ye Guhong believed most of it.

Others may not know it, but he understands that swordsmen like them will eventually walk the path of ruthlessness.Ximen Chuuxue's sword is still at hand, which is a good proof.So he laughed and said:

"Although I believe in the owner of the villa, there are a lot of gossip in this river and lake. If it is not the owner's fault, it is better to kill it with one sword."

"As long as the owner kills the woman with his own hands, the rumors will surely stop."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the white-clothed swordsman slowly raise his lips.

His smile was cold: "Where did you learn your sword?"

Ye Guhong said proudly: "Wudang Mu Taoist, please sit down."

Although Mu Taoist is not the head of Wudang, he is more famous than the head of Wudang.His apprentice naturally has the capital to make Ye Guhong proud.

Ximen Chuuxue nodded slightly: "You can draw your sword now."

He looked at the sword in his hand with regret.

Ye Guhong frowned slowly: "You want to compete with me?"

He knew that his sword skills were not as good as Ximen Chuuxue's, but he was excited and worried at the same time.

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head slightly: "You are not qualified yet."

These words poured on him like a basin of cold water.

Ye Guhong's complexion suddenly changed: "What does the owner mean?"

Ximen Chuuxue finally took his eyes off the sword.He looked at the young man on the hillside, and said coldly: "If you want to kill the apprentice, you must step over the master's body first."

The meaning of his words was flat, Ye Guhong suddenly flushed.This indifference and indifference is even more insulting.

He suddenly drew his sword and rushed forward.

The most important thing in Wudang swordsmanship is the balance of yin and yang, and one sword and one style are like flowing clouds and flowing water.But Ye Guhong forcibly learned Ximen Chuuxue's sword in recent years.His kendo is wrong, how can such a swordsman use a good sword?

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help looking disappointed.

He has received the sword.

Because he knew that this man was no longer worthy for him to draw his sword.

Seeing the swordsman in white getting farther and farther away, Ye Guhong hissed, "Aren't you going to kill me?"

But the man didn't answer him.

He has already left.

Ye Guhong looked dazed, he slowly picked up the sword and slashed across his neck.

Blood has stained the hillside red, and the sky is gradually darkening.

This may be a big deal.

But Lu Xiaofeng was not in a hurry, he went to the town and hired a carriage, and then drove slowly towards Yumen Pass.

When they left, they naturally didn't expect to return.

The beauty in the red shirt was lying on the edge of the roller blind, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window screen.It was late autumn at this time, so there was nothing to see, and the trees were full of dead leaves at a glance.

But she is so beautiful, so even the dead leaves look a lot better.

It was quiet in the carriage, Lu Xiaofeng did not speak.Because he knew that it was better not to speak at this time than to speak.

The car has been driving for a day, and the place outside the pass is not that big.It didn't take long to arrive at Yumen pass.

Although this place is barren, the town is better.

Lu Xiaofeng also visited several times many years ago.But this time, he realized something was wrong as soon as he jumped out of the car.

Quiet.

Too quiet.

The carriage stopped alone in the sandy city, and after a while, a group of people in black robes came out slowly.They held torches in their hands, and behind them were some women in cloth clothes.

All the shops in the town were closed, and occasionally a few small stalls were overturned to the ground.

Those people stared at Lu Xiaofeng vigilantly, as if they were weighing something valuable in the carriage.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew away the heavy curtain, and the red gauze faintly protruded out of the edge, revealing the beautiful half of the face by the window.

Just a glimpse of it is enough to make people lose their minds.

The two men in black robes in front looked at each other, and suddenly pulled out the jar.

Fireworks burst into the sky.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes dimmed, and his hands moved.

Although there are many people in black robes, their martial arts are not very good.Not long after, they fled.But behind them, three people slowly appeared.

Those are three old people.

Their clothes are more gorgeous, and their martial arts seem to be higher.

"As long as you hand over the woman in the car, we won't kill you."

It was the old man in the middle who spoke.

He is really old and thin, his face is like dry bark, and there seems to be will-o'-the-wisps beating in his eyes when he looks at you.

His voice is also ugly, like a snake spitting out a letter.

Lu Xiaofeng laughed suddenly: "It's too strange what you said."

"It's the first time I've ever seen someone ask someone to hand over his wife."

By the end of his speech, his voice had cooled down.

The kind old man next to him stroked his beard: "Is she your wife?"

He stared intently at the inside of the car.

Lu Xiaofeng lazily said: "You don't believe me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three old men made their move.

Their martial arts are very good, and what's even better is that they cooperate with each other, just like each other's left and right hands.If this kind of martial arts is placed in the Central Plains martial arts, it must be ranked well.

Lu Xiaofeng's complexion gradually turned serious.

His hands are also very fast, but Lu Xiaofeng only has one pair of hands after all.

He could clamp Ximen Chuuxue's sword, but he couldn't stop the three attacking at the same time.

There was a strange smile on the skinny old man's face.

The hand that was going to hit Lu Xiaofeng was gone.

He suddenly appeared outside the carriage like a fog.

It turned out that the palm was false, it was just to lure him to show his back.

Lu Xiaofeng's face turned cold, and his finger touched the jaw of one of the old men.

The man in black robe outside the carriage didn't seem to notice it.

He has reached out and lifted the curtain.

But it wasn't that beautiful woman's warm and fragrant nephrite that greeted him.It's a sword, a sword with cold air.

That rainbow-like sword light came from the sky, and even the setting sun seemed to be cut off in the middle.

It was a beautiful sword, the red gauze fluttered lightly, with blood-colored tenderness.

Gu Song was caught off guard and was stabbed in the shoulder.

Anyone else would have been unable to dodge this sword, but he managed to dodge it.

"You are really good."

The beauty in red with the sword walked out of the car slowly.

The sword is very beautiful, and the seven gems reflect it like a toy.But the sword energy was very sharp.Many people have died under this sword.

Lone Song was not angry, he just said: "The three of us have no intention of offending the girl, but just want to invite the girl as a guest."

His voice was really ugly.

Wu Qun frowned slightly: "Who are you?"

When she spoke, half of her face turned slightly was reflected in the sunset, making her even more haunting.

But Lone Pine was unmoved.

Because he knew that such a beauty was not something he could imagine.

He just lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "The girl and the old man will know when they go."

He shot again while speaking.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Wu Qun's eyes.

The first time she was able to hurt him was just by surprise, now that the man in black knows that she knows martial arts, he will naturally take more precautions.

The withered hand was already in front of him.

Wu Qun felt dizzy for a while, but the sword in her hand slowed down a bit.

The yellow sand is gone.

There is only one carriage left in this desert.

Lu Xiaofeng spit blood, and slowly fell to the ground.

There are many forces in Saibei, but none of them can surpass a Western Demon Sect.

The forces of the Demon Cult are intricate and intricate, and they are already huge.

But very few people know the leader of the Western Devil Cult, and everyone only knows that his name is Yu Luocha.Even the congregation didn't know what he looked like, tall, short, fat, and thin.

That is a very mysterious man.

His whole body is always wrapped in a cloud of fog.

When Wu Qun woke up, she was in a beautifully furnished room.

She slowly opened her eyes, and saw a handsome man in a black brocade coat painting.

He drew a beautiful woman in a red dress.

The woman's face was very beautiful, almost [-]% similar to Wu Qun's appearance, but upon closer inspection she was somewhat different.

It is the picture of beauties in the Twelve Red Mansions.

The man had stopped writing.

"Why don't you draw anymore?"

Wu Qun asked softly.

The man shook his head slightly: "I don't want to draw anymore."

He was very casual when he spoke, but he always made people feel oppressed.This feeling is not imposing, but a very mysterious thing.He seems to have entered the Tao.

The person Wu Qun has seen with the highest martial arts in this life is Ximen Chuuxue.But this person is more unpredictable than that Senhan Sword Intent.

Every stroke of this painting is very detailed, and it must have taken a lot of thought.But after the man finished painting, he just put it on the nearby candlestick and burned it.

His movements were careless, and his slightly raised eyebrows seemed a little ruthless.

Such a man, the first time you see him, you will know that he is not a person who will be sympathetic.

Wu Qun sighed: "I used to think that Yu Tianbao could be the son of Yu Luocha, but now that I see you, I know it's a fake."

"Since you know it, you shouldn't be so presumptuous."

The man said lightly.

Before Wu Qun could react, her chin was pinched.

She was forced to raise her head, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly, which was a beautiful gesture.

Yu Luocha stroked the delicate jade-like touch in his hand and suddenly smiled: "Are you tempting me?"

When he smiled, his phoenix eyes were half closed, and he was careless.

The beauty in the red shirt also smiled: "Master, you should know that the most unbearable thing in this world is the kindness of a beauty."

She was clearly tempting him, but her words were also arrogant.

She looked at him provocatively.

The most beautiful part of a beauty lies in those eyes.

She looks at you, but it seems to be through the sunset, there is not only a piercing killing intent, but also a lingering affection.

This is a very gentle knife.

Yu Luocha smiled: "Miss Nine."

The beauty in red said quietly: "Sun Xiuqing is in your hands."

He has withdrawn.

The sky darkened, and the candlelight in the reflected room was dim.The man by the window looked even more unpredictable:

"Guess what she told me?"

In a dark dungeon.

The woman in Tsing Yi stared blankly at the corner of the wall.Her face was already ruined, and the knife marks were densely intertwined on it, which looked terrifying.The woman stared into the darkness and kept watching.

It wasn't until dawn that the corners of his lips curled up slowly, his eyes seemed to be crying and smiling.

She had a chance to do it all over again, but she chose the wrong one from the beginning.

cold dew.

A letter suddenly spread all over the rivers and lakes.

This letter was sent by Zhu Ting.

Who is Zhu Ting?

This man with the most skillful hands in the rivers and lakes, it is said that there is never anything in this world that he cannot make.

Of course he will write.

But the letter was not written by him.

Because the letter was on the table when I got up in the morning.

The proprietress doesn't know either.

Because if she knew, she would tear the mouth of that little hoof.

But she doesn't know.

So when she saw the seal on the letter, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.Because just half a month ago, Zhu Ting had just made a brand with this imprint.

The two looked at each other and slowly opened the letter.

The contents of the letter were really absurd.

Because it said: Ten days later, Yu Luocha will marry the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, and when offering sacrifices to heaven, he will give her the Raksha card with his own hands.

Zhu Ting did not believe the letter.But the handwriting on this letter was exactly the same as that of the person who gave the Raksha card.

So he had no choice but to disperse the letter.

Just as no one in this world knows who the number one beauty in martial arts is, no one in the world knows whether this letter is true or not.

But even so, they are planning to go to the Western Demon Cult to have a look.

Over the years, rumors about the health of the leader Yu Luocha have never stopped.What's more, he said that his time is approaching, and this marriage is for joy.

At this time, there will naturally be people who are just around the corner.

The rivers and lakes have exploded.

Naturally, Wanmei Villa will also receive the news.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't want to pay attention to it.But Lu Xiaofeng's words made him have to go through this muddy water.

"A Qun was arrested."

His face was gray and his eyes were bloodshot.Apparently they came overnight.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Of course he knew Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts.To be able to snatch someone from him, that person must be a top-notch master in the arena.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's not alone."

He remembered the rumors he had heard on the way when he came here, and he already had the answer in his mind: "If the guess is correct, it should be the three Suihan friends of the Western Demon Cult."

"How did you mess with them?"

The swordsman in white slowly frowned.

Of course he knew the three protectors of the Western Devil's Sect, and even he had no absolute chance of winning in a match.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly: "We bumped into them as soon as we arrived at Yumen."

He took out the marriage letter from his arms and handed it to the swordsman in white.

Ximen Chuuxue glanced over slightly.

Long Jiu suddenly asked: "Is she trustworthy?"

His voice was faint, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

Lu Xiaofeng naturally knew who he was talking about.

Touching the beard beside his mouth: "I believe it six points."

Ximen Chuuxue paused slightly with his fingertips: "The word is mine, but the letter was not written by me."

What he said was strange.

But this letter is even more strange.

Lu Xiaofeng frowned and said, "This incident is more like someone premeditated."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded: "It's just that I don't know if it's for me or if it's for me."

When he said this, he paused slightly, but he thought of the sword wrapped in the red sleeve again.

The day is getting brighter.

Two fine horses ran to the outside of Yumen.

Many people have heard the name of the Western Devil's Cult, but no one knows where its headquarter is.

Even the innkeeper who has lived here for many years does not know.

Lu XiaoFeng sighed.

But I heard a gambler say: "If I tell you, you have to give me an ingot of gold."

The gambler was dressed in rags and was drinking in a corner.

If he doesn't speak, few people will notice him.

But he not only said it, but also said a very important word.

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "You know?"

The gambler shook his head: "If you give me gold, I will know."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two bank notes in front of him.This bank note is more than gold.His eyes widened involuntarily, and he quickly reached out to put the bank note in his arms.

Then he slowly said: "The main altar of the Demon Cult is located in the Great Light Realm of Kunlun Mountain."

"It is said that Yu Luocha, the leader of the sect, lives here all year round, and all the congregants go there when they meet."

He said it vividly, as if it really happened.

Lu Xiaofeng squinted his eyes: "How did you know, brother?"

A gambler who doesn't know martial arts logically wouldn't know such a secret thing.

The man smiled and said, "It's because of gambling."

His tone was somewhat proud: "I overheard this secret from the casino owner."

"What casino?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked.

A strange look suddenly appeared in the gambler's eyes, and he said slowly:

"Silver Hook Casino."

Demon Cult General Forum:

Wu Qun sat in the yard bored.

The yard is also very strange.Because it was built on the edge of a cliff.Behind is Jinlou Yuxiu, and in front is the abyss.

Therefore, there is only one road on this cliff.

A vertical ladder connected to the clouds.

This is a dead end, because there are only ten people in this world who can pass this ladder.

There is no one in the yard.

Wu Qun could only stare at the clouds and mists in a daze.

"Are you the wife my father wants to marry?"

Someone behind suddenly asked.

The voice sounded young, but it carried a playful air.

Wu Qun didn't answer.

Seeing the beauty, Yu Tianbao didn't speak.With a bit of embarrassment on his face, he took two steps forward slightly.

He only saw the back, but did not see the beauty's face.

At this moment, I suddenly bumped into and couldn't help but suffocate.

Qiushui is the god and jade is the bone. It turns out that there are such beauties in this world.

Wu Qun glanced lightly at the young man in brocade, a little carelessly.

She never speaks.

But why does such a beauty need to talk?She just needs to look at someone else, and that person is willing even if they lose their fortune.

Yu Tianbao lowered his voice, and felt that he had really let loose just now.

"What's the girl's name?"

His eyes are full of obsession.

The beauty in red smiled lightly: "I can't tell you."

Her voice is also very nice, lingering and tactful like a red thread winding around people's hearts.

Yu Tianbao was still a little confused, so he heard the beauty continue: "If I tell you, you will die."

It's funny to say that.

Yu Tianbao proudly said: "I am the young master of the Demon Cult, and my father is Yu Luocha, who would dare to kill me?"

But seeing that beauty shook her head, her eyes were beautiful, bewitching like the rare sunset glow on Kunlun Mountain.

"You really think your father is Jade Rakshasa?"

She said slowly.

These words fell on his heart like a heavy hammer.

Yu Tianbao's complexion couldn't help changing slightly: "What do you mean by this girl?"

Wu Qun stood up slowly.

The red dress was like a jalan flower blooming by the fire, slowly pulling people into hell: "I mean, poor son, it's just a shield."

She looked at him with a light smile, tenderness in her eyes.

Yu Tianbao just wanted to refute, but his eyes widened and he fell down in disbelief.

At some point behind him, a cloud of fog appeared.

It was the father who had never met.

The black mist slowly dissipated, and the handsome man in black sighed: "Ah Qun, why do you insist on forcing me to kill him?"

Even though he said that, there was no regret on his face.He just wiped the blood between his fingers and threw the handkerchief on the boy.

Wu Qun slightly hooked the corners of her lips: "When I'm unhappy, you naturally can't be happy either."

Yu Luocha raised her eyebrows and said, "Aren't you willing to marry me?"

His tone was casual, obviously he didn't take the wedding seriously.

This wedding was originally a pretense.

Gathering all the people in the world with a single post, Yu Luocha naturally had a lot of pictures.

Yu Tianbao's death is only a matter of time.

On the road to Kunlun, two handsome horses galloped.

Lu Xiaofeng only believes the gambler's words sixty percent of his heart.

He expected well.

Although the gambler didn't lie to them, he said less.

This Great Light Realm has always been where only the living enter and the dead exit.

After they left, the inn fell silent again.

After dark, a few more people came.

Among them was a blind boy.

That young man was so gentle and gentle, he didn't fit in with the yellow sand outside the Great Wall.

He also lived in this inn.

"Boss, has he ever seen a man in a red cloak with two beards at the corners of his mouth?"

Huamanlou asked.

The boss shook his head: "Of course, the old man is a commoner who doesn't know the affairs of the Jianghu, but that person does."

He pointed to the man sitting in the corner.

"Who is he?"

Jin Jiuling asked beside him.

The boss sighed: "A gambler."

That gambler is really a good guy.

He sat alone in the corner rolling the dice.

There are two bank notes in front of him.

"What is he doing?"

Jin Jiuling was a little curious.

The honest monk pointed to the bets on the table and said, "He's guessing."

"how do you know?"

He was a little unconvinced.

The honest monk smiled and said, "Because I never lie."

He never lied, and this time was no exception.

The gambler was really guessing.

He used the bank note on the left to make a big one, and the one on the right to make a small one.

But this gamble is really meaningless.

Because no matter whether he wins or loses, the silver ticket is still his.

Jin Jiuling sighed: "Could it be that this person is a fool."

The honest monk shook his head: "Not only is he not a fool, he is also very smart, smarter than all of us."

"Because he not only knows where Lu Xiaofeng is, but also knows where the main altar of the Demon Cult is."

Hua Manlou frowned slightly.

Because they came this time because of the Demon Cult General Altar.

The letter came from Zhu Ting, but after receiving the letter, Zhu Ting did not rush to send it out, he went to find Lu Xiaofeng.

Although Lu Xiaofeng is a person who never sees his end, but as his friend, he can always be contacted.

Zhu Ting waited for a long time, but Lu Xiaofeng still didn't reply.They might not have known each other the last time he was like this.

Zhu Ting already had some bad guesses in his mind.

Because Lu Xiaofeng is too good at causing trouble.And trouble always found him.

But the troubles this time are no small matter, if Lu Xiaofeng really participates in it, he might turn into a dead phoenix.

So he went to find Huamanlou.

Hua Manlou was eating vegetarian food at Master Bitter Gourd.Seeing Zhu Ting couldn't help being a little surprised.

Zhu Ting expressed the guess in his heart.

Jin Jiuling's complexion changed slightly, and then he smiled wryly: "I'm afraid you are really right this time."

Seeing everyone still has some doubts.

Jin Jiuling said slowly: "Before I came, I met Ma Xiuzhen, one of the Four Talents of Emei. She came back from outside the Great Wall."

"And she just happened to meet Lu Xiaofeng."

Zhu Ting asked: "Then does she know where Lu Xiaofeng is now?"

Jin Jiuling shook his head: "She said that Lu Xiaofeng is missing, and he hasn't heard from him since he went to Yumen."

He has finished speaking.

Hua Manlou sighed: "Although he is a troublemaker, you can't just watch him turn into a dead phoenix."

"good."

The honest monk on the side also nodded.

"It just so happens that I also want to see the grand occasion of the marriage of the leader of the Demon Cult." Jin Jiuling smiled.

They came to Saibei, and Lu Xiaofeng really caused this big trouble.

Hua Manlou looked at the gambler who was shaking the dice.

"Brother, can you tell us where Lu Xiaofeng and the others went?"

His tone is very polite, which makes people feel relieved.

The gambler finally looked up.

"Two ingots of gold."

"What gold?"

Jin Jiuling frowned.

The gambler also frowned: "Of course you have to pay to ask for directions."

Hua Manlou shook his head slightly, took out four bank notes and put them on the table.

The gambler took the banknote and said slowly: "They went to the main altar of the Demon Cult."

"Where is the main altar of the Demon Cult?"

Jin Jiuling said.

The man sighed: "Kunlun Mountain, Great Light Realm."

They are gone.

The proprietor lightly blew out the lamp in the inn.

They were probably waiting for the next wave of people to hang lanterns over the door when they came.

After traveling day and night, Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue have arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

They came here this time to save lives.

The Devil's Cult is heavily guarded, and if there is a slight mistake, the success may fall short.

The two discussed and prepared to inquire about the news first.

The day is getting brighter.

Lu Xiaofeng is back.

He is not alone.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the woman in Tsing Yi on the bed and frowned slightly: "Who is she?"

The woman had sword wounds all over her face and was blind in one eye.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "She said she was Sun Xiuqing."

He had evidently thought of the marriage letter.

The swordsman in white looked even colder.

"Do you have eyebrows?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked.

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head: "Now we only know that the wife of the leader will perform dances in Kunlun Heaven in six days' time."

"Outside the sky?"

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard at the corner of his mouth.

"I have also been to Kunlun before, but I didn't know that there is a theory of Tianwaitian here."

"Tianwaitian is a place of blessings, and it is heavily guarded. If you want to save people, you might as well wait outside Daguangming. The chances of winning are better."

The woman on the bed woke up at some point, and said hoarsely.

"You mean that the wife of the leader will return to the Great Light Realm after offering sacrifices to the heavens?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked.

Sun Xiuqing nodded.

"How did you know?"

Ximen Chuixue, who was silent for a long time, said coldly.

Sun Xiuqing froze slightly, and said with a wry smile, "It's been a long time since I was taken into Kunlun as a sacrifice."

As soon as she finished speaking, she kept trembling.

Lu Xiaofeng originally wanted to ask her about that letter, but he had no choice but to give up after seeing it.

He was a man, and a man would never poke a scar on a girl's heart at this moment.

She may have secretly liked Ximen Chuuxue, after all, every girl had a dream of being a hero when she was young.

It was getting dark.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue had already left.After all, time is running out, and now that the location is known, there is no room for delay.

Sun Xiuqing looked at the backs of the two leaving and slightly hooked the corners of her lips.

A look of pleasure flashed in the remaining one of the dark eyes.

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng left, another group of people came to the inn, exactly Huamanlou and others.

After they got the news, they hurriedly chased them all the way, but they didn't expect it to be a step too late.

"Miss Sun knows where Lu Xiaofeng and the others are going?"

Jin Jiuling asked.

Sun Xiuqing said hoarsely: "I heard that they are going to the Great Light Realm, it seems to be in the west."

Several people looked at each other, thanked each other and chased after them.

But he didn't see the distorted look on Sun Xiuqing's face behind him.

"Go, no one can save her."

She smiled slightly.

Not long after Huamanlou left the town, she ran into Ximen Chuixue on the road.

Can not help but a little surprised.

"Why is the owner here?"

Jin Jiuling asked.

The swordsman in white didn't answer.He just asked: "Have you heard of Tianwaitian?"

As soon as these words came out, Jin Jiuling and Hua Manlou were both at a loss, but they saw the honest monk suddenly change color.

"The owner is talking about Kunlun Tianwaitian?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded and looked at the monk.

Dazhi Datong is the one with the most news in this arena, but the honest monk is the one with the widest knowledge.

He is a wandering monk, so naturally he has been to many places.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the honest monk sighed: "The outer sky has always been a secret of Kunlun, but because it is too bloody, it is not known to outsiders."

"bloody?"

Ximen Chuuxue asked in a cold voice.

The honest monk nodded: "It was really bloody. According to legend, that day was a place where the sky was cracked, and there was a flame under it that would never go out. Every 30 years, the Demon Cult would choose a dancer to dance barefoot in the flames."

"The people who have entered the outer space have never been alive, they were all burned to ashes by the flames."

As soon as his words fell, everyone couldn't help but change their colors in shock.

There is already sadness on the surface of Huamanlou.A person like him would naturally not bear to hear such a punishment.

"She was lying."

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were full of murderous intent.

She deliberately made them think that Tianwaitian was just a place to worship heaven, and the wedding party would return to the Great Light Realm soon.It lured him and Lu Xiaofeng to wait outside Daguangming.

Little did she know that A Qun had died in the world outside the sky.

What a vicious thought!

"Who is the owner talking about?"

Huamanlou asked.

"Of course the one who tricked you into coming here."

Ximen Chuuxue sneered and got on his horse.

Sun Xiuqing was waiting in the room.

What is she waiting for?

Nature is waiting for the damned to be reduced to ashes.

She made a mistake once, and she won't make a second mistake.In the previous life, she was too contentious. After this life, Ximen Chuuxue would never want to divorce her no matter what.

She can always be with him, even if he still wants to practice the ruthless sword.

His wife is only her.

She regretted it from the beginning.

Perhaps the wait was too long.

Sun Xiuqing slowly took out a skirt from the box.

The color of the skirt was very beautiful, with peony patterns embroidered on it, but it was a wedding dress.

She was gesturing on her body with her wedding dress.I saw the ugly face in the mirror again.

"who is she?"

she muttered to herself.

The door opened slowly.

Sun Xiuqing turned her head, only to see the swordsman in white walking in slowly.

His face was still grim.

The thin lips were tightly pressed into a line.

"My husband is back."

she called softly.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned coldly.

His sword has already moved, and the sharp edge of the sword is on the neck of the woman in the wedding dress: "Who are you?"

Sun Xiuqing's body froze: "My husband forgot?"

After she finished speaking, she laughed again: "I'm Xiuqing."

"That's what you called me the day we got married."

She laughed more and more maniacally.

"I rarely kill women."

Ximen Chuixue said coldly.

His voice was cold and his eyes were ruthless.Sun Xiuqing suddenly remembered the time when they reconciled and separated in the previous life.

"It would be great if you were so ruthless to all the women in the world."

Sun Xiuqing sighed and said slowly.

The look in the dark eyes suddenly became a little scary: "But you treat her differently."

"You take her as your apprentice, teach her swordsmanship, and get along with her day and night!"

Her voice had changed by the end.

Jealous like a ghost.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned coldly: "You spread the rumor."

Sun Xiuqing laughed suddenly when he heard this.

She laughed with blood spilling from her mouth.

In the end, he bumped his head against the sword of the white-clothed swordsman: "I'll tell you a secret."

"She lied to you."

She was dying, but the malice in her eyes had not dissipated.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the blood on the eye sword with disgust.

Kunlun Mountains:

Wu Qun looked at the darker skirt, and slowly curled her lips: "It's dead."

The dress that was originally water-red turned into the color of blood at this moment, and the silver threads outlined the narcissus in full bloom.

It's breathtakingly beautiful under the setting sun.

The beauty in red caressed the sparrow on her shoulder and smiled lightly: "Master, since you know that I am deeply in love, how should you choose?"

Huamanlou has arrived, and those letters should be shown to their owners now.

In the past few days, Yu Luosha would come here to sit here from time to time.

He has always been an ambitious man.

For such a man, beauty is just a spice.

So he is not in a hurry.

He just sipped his tea slowly.

Admire the clouds and mist in the mountains.

There are not only clouds and mists in the mountains, but also beautiful people.

The beauty standing on the abyss.

Sitting on the swing, Wu Qun swayed slightly.

The red skirt looks like clouds in the sky, eclipsing the sunset on Kunlun Mountain.

The scene is beautiful, but also dangerous.

Because this beauty will be smashed to pieces if she is not careful.

But Wu Qun was not afraid.

Her toes swayed slightly, and an embroidered shoe fell down.

The vermilion danko became more and more gorgeous in the clouds and mist.

There was a flower on the cliff at the end of that cliff.

This season should be the time when all the flowers are killed, but the flowers bloom more and more brilliantly.

"Do you think this swing can swing over there?"

The beauty in red asked softly.

She didn't like the flower, it was just too boring.

Yu Luocha glanced up and said with a smile, "Maybe you can give it a try."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that beauty really moved.

She stood on the swing and reached for the bloody flower.

Half of his body was already submerged in the clouds.

It looks like the sunset is just falling, and the sky is full of red gauze.

She did pick the flowers.

But also left the swing.

Yu Luocha paused slightly while drinking tea.

"Ninth girl wants me to save you?"

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