[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

It was dark.

The carriage went down the deep alley, and the sound of wearing rings seemed to be far away.

Song Que tapped on the peak of the knife with his knuckles, his cold eyes were slightly closed, and a strand of hair from the high crown fell on Leng Ke's side face, adding a bit of madness.

The princess in pink on the opposite side is also very quiet.

She laid her hands on the table and looked at the man quietly.Suddenly remembered the rumors about Song Que in the court in private.

Wang Xie's romantic demeanor in the old days and the aristocratic aristocrat's arrogance and arrogance are the heavenly sword that is famous all over the world.

There was a hint of a smile in Wu Qun's eyes, her crescent-like eyes were crooked, it was clear that the sky was just getting dark, but the stars seemed to have come out.

When she laughed, others always laughed with her.

The carriage slowly stopped.

The gurgling water on the shore does not know where it has gone.

The flamboyantly dressed young boss slightly paused with his fingertips.

The rolling curtain incense beads were rustled by the night wind, and the driver had disappeared.

Song Que turned his head and glanced at the really charming little princess, and suddenly disappeared under the car.

Footsteps approached slowly.

Wu Qun blinked slightly, her pupils dimmed.

Bianbu felt a little excited.

Sitting in this car are the most honorable nine princesses of the Sui Dynasty, as long as they bring them back to the Demon Gate, it will be a first-class achievement.Emperor Sui has been weakening the power of the Demon Sect in the dark for many years. Now as long as there is this little princess, even the senior sister Zhu Yuyan who has always had high-spirited eyes will have to come to curry favor with him.

He had already walked to the side of the car, and slowly opened the incense curtain with his gloomy and pale hands.

The little princess in a pink peach shirt sat shyly in the corner.

The moonlight shines on the exposed half of the face, like snow and jade.

The delicate skin on the neck makes one can't help but want to reach out and touch it, to see if it will really leave a shining mark.

The color of the eyes is getting darker.

Obviously, the senior sister is also a stunning beauty in the world, but when I meet her, my heart is full of power/desire.Never had such a straightforward impulse.

He moved his fingertips slightly, and saw the little princess who was curled up at the side slowly raised her head.

Her eyes were wet, like a newborn snow deer, she just looked at him softly.

The master of the magic sect who had killed countless people under his command suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Princess, don't be afraid."

He comforted.

"Your father entrusted you to me, and I will take good care of you in the future."

His tone was gentle, but it sounded creepy at night.

When Wu Qun's long eyelashes trembled slightly, the clear tears had already slipped from the eyelashes.She didn't look at the man in the black robe and belt again.

Just stretch out your finger and write lightly on the table:

'What are you going to do? '

Although there is vigilance in these words, the tone seems innocent.

The knuckles are like jade fat, and they are even more charming under the dim light of the pearl in the car.

She is really an empress who doesn't know sorrow.

Bian did not lose her Adam's apple and rolled slightly, seeing that the princess in pink was always with half of her face sideways, she couldn't help but smiled and said: "Bian's purpose is very simple, as long as your father promises to marry you to me, I will let you go."

He spoke a few words, and his ambition was revealed.It was actually the idea of ​​attacking the Demon Gate and the Sui Palace at the same time.

Wu Qun squeezed her eyes and hugged her knees tightly, her black hair in a peach bun made people break.

There is no more to say about living up to the side.

Perhaps his eyes have foreseen the state of power in the future.

But when his hand just touched the delicate princess, he suddenly stopped.

The horizontal saber air rolled from under the car.

Like a dragon diving into an abyss, he is even more reckless at this moment.

Bian Bu Shen is also a seasoned master, when the killing intent strikes, he immediately puts down the beauty in his hands and retreats.

Momen's body skills are strange, and even if he does not fight, he can escape from the enemy.

It's a pity that he met Song Que.

Under the heavenly knife, Song Que cut off his life and death.

The handsome young man in the sloping crown had paid 31 knives in no time.

The knives and knives intersected vertically, hitting the lifeblood directly.

There is already a decadent look on the side.

Although he was ranked among the masters of the demon sect, his martial arts were far behind Song Que's. Forced by the cold light of the saber that day, he had long thought of retreating.

The night wind blows the grass, and the dew drips from the treetops.

Quietly in the wilderness, Song Que slowly frowned.

Could there be someone else in this bush?

This is the moment!

His eyes brighten and suddenly burst into flames.

Song Que curled his lips and sneered.

The fleeing figure suddenly stopped.

Bianbu opened his eyes wide, and blood slowly overflowed from his facial features.

The wanton knife light pierced through the heart.

Song Que calmly drew out his knife.

The thin callus on the finger was shocking under the moonlight:

"You want to escape so much, but you don't know not to give your back to the enemy."

He sighed, but also sarcastically.

The sad thing in the grass was also exposed.It was a young white rabbit, which seemed to be frightened, and jumped out suddenly.

The pearl window moved, and the princess in pink opened the curtain and jumped out of the car.

The platform of this car is quite high, usually when going up and down, it would be soft and collapsed, but the sudden fall at this moment made Wu Qun feel a little uncomfortable.

The young man in white clothes watched coldly, and saw the little princess frowned in pain.

A thin bead of sweat had already broken out on her snow-white face, which was bubbling and moving under the moonlight.

But she didn't stop.

Still enduring the pain, he walked towards the youth.

Song Que raised his eyebrows slightly, and felt a chill on his fingertips.

The palm was lightly pressed by soft and delicate fingers, and the innocent little princess hugged the young man's hand and carefully checked it, and finally let out a sigh of relief and slowly put it down.

It was funny what she did.

There was some interest in Song Que's eyes:

"Are you worried about me?"

The little princess in peach pink clothes turned her head slightly.The snow-white face under the night makes people feel soft.

There is always a kind of innocent and moving brilliance in her eyes.

Song Que leaned on the tree trunk and looked at the dark night sky with unpredictable eyes.

Wu Qun hesitated for a while, but frowned and walked towards Bianbu who was still lying on the grass.

His eyes were wide open, looking a little scary.

Wu Qun stared at him, as if thinking about something.

The sound of rumbling thunderstorms suddenly sounded in the sky, and the dark clouds covered the moon, making the sky even darker.

"It's midnight."

The young man standing in his clothes said suddenly.

The beauty in pink turned her head and heard him say: "There is still an hour until the banquet."

He spoke with a smile and listened to the wanton publicity, Wu Qun naturally knew that he didn't care about that rich wine pool.

But she had to go back.

Thinking of this, her eyes moved slightly, and she looked at the handsome young man quietly.

The black and white eyeballs seemed to be shrouded in light in the dark night, soft and begging.

Song Que's knuckles twitched slightly, but he turned around in a relaxed manner.

He had put his sword back into its sheath, and the leaking hair from his crown ran along the line of Leng Jun's jaw, making him appear fresh and coquettish.Seeing that the innocent princess was still standing there, she couldn't help laughing and said:

"Is the little mute still coming?"

His tone was playful, and Wu Qun couldn't help but blush.

Like white snow dyed pink and tender peach juice, it is even more moving than the high platform in the daytime.

Song Que raised his eyebrows and leaned on the horse's back to wait.

Then I saw the little princess squatting down slightly, and gently placed the blessing beads on the dead man's body.Then he frowned and trotted over.

She sprained her ankle slightly when she fell off the carriage.

This kind of injury is not a problem for people in the Jianghu, but she is a princess born in brocade clothes, and she has never even suffered the pain of breaking her skin since she was a child.

The wound was an eyesore.

The handsome young man riding his horse frowned slightly, but he had already jumped to hug the girl in pink not far away.

When Wu Qun landed on the horse's back, she lowered her eyes slightly, looking quiet and docile.

Song Que didn't get on the horse.

He raised his eyebrows and took off the brocade shoes inlaid with pearls and jade.

Xu felt itchy, Wu Qun slightly retracted her fingertips, but the young man in the coat stretched out his hand to hold it.

"do not move."

The young man said in a deep voice.

He paused with his fingertips, but stretched out his hand to untie the snow-white wrapping socks, revealing his ankles that looked like lotus root jade.

That wrist was white and slender, and the redness and swelling at the knuckles seemed particularly obtrusive.

Song Que's gaze sank.

"Hold it."

He had already grasped the delicate snow skin with his hand, and gently rubbed the warm thin callus on the nephrite.Wu Qun's face was blushing unbelievably, and her fingertips curled up slightly.

Thunder rumbled.

A drop of raindrops has fallen on the transparent and moist jade armor amidst the clouds.

Song Que's fingertips moved slightly, but his hands were already exerting force.

With a crisp sound, the sprained wrist returned to its place.

The raindrops fell on the delicate skin along the calloused hands. It felt like jade fat, and the raindrops had condensed in the trembling.

Song Que raised his eyebrows and withdrew his hands, but saw that there were red marks of five fingers on the snowy wrist, which was really touching.

Wu Qun retracted her feet slightly, frowning lightly, making people feel affectionate.

The young man in Naceyi has put on her shoes and socks for her.

Song Que sighed softly and carried her into the car, and the faint peach blossom fragrance took his breath away.He has always disliked the fragrance of women's powder, but now he thinks this soft fragrance is cute and moving.

As soon as the little princess got into the car, she shrunk inside, leaning sideways on the cool wall.

She raised her eyebrows lightly and looked very quiet.

When Song Que lowered the curtain, his eyes moved slightly, and suddenly he said with a deep smile:

"The mark of the little mute may take three days to fade."

His voice was wanton and wild, Wu Qun's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally raised his head.

But I saw that the young man in Ceyi had put down the curtain.

"Drive" with a smile.

The horseshoes stepping on the mud and rain slowly drifted away from the night.

There seemed to be no one in this wilderness.

The blood on the branch dripped slowly, and the man who had been dead for a long time slowly closed his wide-open eyes.

The handsome celebrity who walked out from behind the tree picked up the blood-stained blessing bead on Bianbu's body, and a deep smile flashed across his eyes.

"She saw it."

Shi Zhixuan slightly hooked the corners of his lips.I just find it very interesting.

Even Tiandao Song Que hadn't noticed his existence yet, but the Ninth Princess, who didn't know martial arts, made it clear.

Shi Zhixuan glanced at the rustling rabbit at his feet, narrowing his eyes slightly.

It's just that Bianbu was too stupid to think that the magic door's sound transmission was here to save him, so he ran away in peace.

But I don't know how there are fellow robes in the demon gate.

There was interest in his eyes when he thought of this.

Using the prayer beads of Cihang Jingzhai to sacrifice to the villains of the demon sect, this nine princesses is really a wonderful person.

It was raining heavily at night.The carriage was not slow at all.

It took a lot of time to come, but it only took an hour to return.

The maid in the palace shivered and knelt on the ground, and the old mother gritted her teeth fiercely.

Another stick of incense time.

If there is another stick of incense, if the princess has not returned, they will never see the sun again.

The news of the disappearance of the nine princesses can only be suppressed until this time at most, and the carriage back to the palace has been delayed.Mammy struggled in her eyes, and finally walked out of the hall.

The faces of the people in the hall turned pale in an instant.

Mammy had already walked outside the hall, when she suddenly heard the sound of a horse's hooves falling to a halt.

His fingertips paused, and he slowly opened the palace door.

But he saw that BMW Xiangche came back by himself.

The little peach-shirted princess was sitting at the front of the car, pointing to her ankles, motioning for her to carry her down.

She was the only one in the car.

But he didn't know how the carriage came back.

The nanny has been in the palace for many years and has also served the old concubine of the previous dynasty, so she has already thought of private matters at this moment.

Hastily picked up the lovely little princess.

"The banquet is here, does the princess want to dress up?"

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she knelt on the ground tremblingly and asked.

The hall suddenly fell silent.

Wu Qun narrowed her eyes slightly.

They are asking if they want to pursue what happened tonight.

If she doesn't go, this matter will reach the ears of Emperor Wen, and everyone in Taixi Palace will die.

If you go, you have to cover it up quietly.

Thinking of what the man said when he left, Wu Qun couldn't help curling her lips.

"Empress Dugu has colluded with the Demon Sect, and the Song Clan will handle this matter."

The young man in Ceyi's brows were slightly cold, but he said with a deep smile: "Just be your own princess."

He left lazily, but the gentleness in his eyes did not seem to be fake.

Song Que~

Wu Qun blinked.

The agarwood in the hall was burned out.

The female officials all looked desperate.

But listening to the slight movement of footsteps, the little princess with high eyebrows and eyes has already walked towards the dressing table.

Mammy breathed a sigh of relief and quickly clapped her hands.

The female officials filed in, holding rouge and quietly pulling their hair.

The slightly disheveled peach bun has been arranged again, and the rouge on the lips looks even more like the snow-skinned person in the mirror.

The female officer glanced at the pink shirt she wore during the day and couldn't help but hesitate:

"Princess?"

Knowing that she likes peaches, there are dozens of pieces with similar patterns on the tray.

Wu Qun shook her head slightly.

If she were changing clothes at this moment, she didn't know how to explain the fingerprints on her wrist.

Overcast clouds covered the moon, and the sound of rain hit the palace wall.

But it didn't hinder the sound of drum music.

The dancers came barefoot from the drum belt.

The extravagant silk and bamboo came out from Taixi.

The incomparably noble Ninth Princess came slowly on a jade wheel.

The night rain fell on the jade basket, and slid down along the warm jade bead curtain, it was actually shimmering.

The sky and water are blue, and the beauty is like a dimple.

The end is a beautiful scene of prosperity.

There are 66 female officials carrying palace lanterns around, with different faces and beautiful colors.

These thousands of colors are nothing compared to the clear and moving eyes in that building.

Song Que paused for a moment with his hand holding the wine, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips when he saw the unchanging pink shirt.

He smiled unrestrainedly, and the rain beat the lights on and off.

The frowning and frowning eyes are actually infatuated with many noble girls.

The eyes of the young man in official robes standing beside Emperor Sui were slightly lowered.

But he has already noticed the red mark on the wrist of Princess Nine.

When stepping down, the corner of the skirt touched the jade-colored handle, revealing a glamorous color from the layers of snow.

A gloomy look flashed across Yu Wenhua's handsome face, but it changed into a flirtatious smile in an instant.

When Emperor Sui took over the treasure, he slowly stepped back and stood aside.

There was a crisp sound, but it was Empress Dugu who accidentally knocked down the teacup behind the curtain.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, with displeasure in his eyes.

Empress Dugu immediately lowered her eyebrows.

Wu Qun also followed his gaze, and slightly hooked the corners of her lips.

The innocent smile in her eyes was touching, but the fingernails of the woman who had to lower her head inside the curtain ruthlessly dug into the palm of her hand.