[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

Wu Qun woke up at noon.The old Taoist tried the sweet potatoes on the stove.

It smells fragrant.

Seeing her wake up, Ning Daoqi couldn't help laughing and said, "Princess, do you want to drink some water first?"

She slept for a long time this time.Inevitably some uncomfortable.

The little girl in a peach bun nodded, and took a sip of the white water, only to feel that the dryness in her throat was slightly relieved.

Lou He has disappeared since sending her back last night.

At this moment, there were only two people left in the tent, looking empty.

Ning Daoqi reached out and grabbed the sweet potato, blew on it and handed it to her.

He has never been good at taking care of little girls, so it is good to remember Wen Liang.

Wu Qun didn't mind either, she tore off the cooked skin and bit her mouth lightly.

At this time, the weather was still not good, the rain was falling, and even the ancient pines on the dojo were covered with a layer of clouds and mist.

The old Taoist sighed, and slowly closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

The sweet potato was so sweet that Wu Qun would have eaten a few more mouthfuls in normal times, but for some reason, she lost her appetite today.

I just felt a faint emptiness in my heart, as if I had lost something.

"Where's Lou He?"

I do not know how long it has been.

Ning Daoqi opened his eyes slightly, and saw the little girl writing gently.

The ink on the paper was still wet, and her hands were still holding on to his Taoist robe.

The old Taoist sighed inwardly: "Wait a little longer."

"He went to the magic gate."

He just said this and stopped.

Wu Qun lowered her eyebrows slightly.

In the quiet room, the little girl ran to the edge of the cliff outside the dojo at some point.

He waited quietly with his arms raised.

The white crane did not go with its master, and landed meekly on the cliff to wait.

She changed back to the pink peach shirt, and the drizzle fell on it, and then slowly slid down the peach branches.

Ning Daoqi once asked her why she didn't wear the Taoist robe Lou He gave her.

But the little girl smiled and said, "This dress is brighter. If he comes back, he will be able to see me at a glance."

She wrote quietly.

Wu Qun doesn't understand martial arts, so she doesn't know that for these masters who are worthy of heaven, they can even see the lines on pine trees clearly.

The old Taoist looked at the sky and said, "Take an umbrella."

Wu Qun also didn't expect to wait for three days.

It was raining continuously on the Yunfeng of Mount Hua, and even the white crane was a bit tired.

The little girl sat on the edge of the cliff and waited.

She has become much quieter since she woke up that day, and I don't know if this change is good or bad.

It's already night.

In the past two days, it has been cloudy and rainy without seeing the moon, and the dojo is very dark.

But Lou He saw her immediately.

The little princess was already sleepy, she was about to fall asleep with her eyes slightly closed.

But he felt a pair of gentle hands caressing the cool hair bun.

"Thank you."

She rubbed against the palm lightly, and said softly.

When Wu Qun woke up that day, she could already speak.

Xu Shi hadn't pronounced it for a long time, but his small voice was bumpy, but it made people feel soft.

The handsome Taoist priest with a crane crown and white feathers raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"you remember me."

His Taoist robe was neat and tidy, and the blue and white sleeves fluttered in the wind, but blood was slowly dripping from his exposed hands like cold sculptures.

Compared with that tall and clear face, there is a feeling of breathtaking.

Wu Qun nodded lightly:

"Your name is Xie Bo."

She stumbled softly.

She is clearly an innocent and lovely little princess, who would have thought that she would be buried underground for so many years.

Xie Bo suddenly remembered the scene when he first saw her.

When he was young, he was seeking Taoism and strayed into the tomb of the princess of Qi Dynasty.Under the ever-burning lamp, all the murals follow the life of the emperor's daughter who is regarded as a treasure by the emperor.

She was honored when she was born, and she was the king's nine daughters. She was famous in all countries because of her beauty, and many people wanted to marry her.

But that mural stopped at the age of 16.

There was only a skirt with pink peach flowing sleeves left, which was placed alone on the high pavilion.

In the year of Jiji, Princess Chao saw the white crane at night, promising to live forever. '

Xie Bo read slowly from the bib.

There was a hint of excitement in his heart, he searched this far for a medical book, and what he sought was nothing more than the secret of longevity.

Hundreds of schools of thought and thousands of sages will be turned into corpses in the loess.

Only by living long can one know what the world is like.

He didn't extinguish the torch in his hand, but he heard a soft sigh:

"That's a lie."

The voice was soft and moving, but with a quiet color.

The tomb has been buried in the ground for a hundred years, and there is no hope that there will be any strangers.

Although Xie Bo seeks longevity, he does not believe in the words of ghosts and gods.

He only asked calmly and gently: "How does the girl know it's fake?"

The little girl sitting on the coffin lid shook her head slightly: "The princess Jiji died that night, and was ruined by her respected father with a cup of poisoned wine."

Her voice was low, as if talking about someone else's business.But Xie Bo noticed the pink peach shirt on her body that was exactly the same as the mural.

"Why would a father kill his own child?"

Xie Bo slowly walked into the tomb.

The little girl chuckled, "Because of Heshibi."

"Heshibi can know the past and the present, and it tells the king of Qi that this country will be destroyed by a woman one day."

And that woman is Princess Chao.

Hearing He Shibi, Xie Bo narrowed his eyes slightly, but asked:

"Then why is she still alive?"

"Because she is also unwilling."

Wu Qun lowered her eyes faintly and kicked the coffin board with her toes:

"People's hearts can produce demons, no worse than those Taoist doctors."

"Did she succeed?"

If it were someone else, they would definitely not believe such nonsense.You can thank Bo for his open-mindedness, but he also accompanied her to ask questions.

In this world, Confucianism and Taoism are respected, after all, there are fewer wild students.

The little girl thought about it, but shook her head, that pink peach ancient bun looked exquisite and cute.

"She failed."

"Because she gave me her dress."

After she finished speaking, she felt a little bored, and lay back in the coffin again.

When she was lying down, she tidied up the folds of the skirt carefully, and closed her eyes obediently when the luminous pink skirt looked like peach blossoms in spring.

Quietly in the cemetery.

She slept all day and all night.

When he woke up, he saw that the young Taoist priest with a crane crown and white feathers was still in the tomb.

Can't help being a little strange: "You haven't left yet?"

Her eyes were as clear as water, but there was an inexplicable and moving brilliance in the dark tomb.

Xie Bo smiled gently:

"I'll take you out."

He didn't ask about Changsheng anymore, he just said that he wanted to take her out.

The tomb was closed on all sides, and the only way out was to open the one when he came. The little girl had stayed here for an unknown amount of time, and she had to go out no matter what.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Qun shook his head:

"I promised her that I would guard the tomb for her."

She only said half of it.

The princess Chao was unwilling to die, but before leaving, she made a bitter oath:

'As a woman, it will bring chaos to the royal family. '

She died because of the world-famous piece of He's Bi, and since then the He's Bi has been chosen by the owner: father and son kill each other, brothers kill each other, until---the owner of the country changes.

On Huashan Mountain, it is windy and cold.

But here you can also see the scenery of the world.

The blood from Xie Bo's fingertips dripped slowly along the rain, but his eyes were still very gentle:

"Ah Qun, let's go."

He called her as before.

The little princess nodded, her eyes curved like crescent moons, and she let the handsome Taoist priest with a crane crown and white feathers lead her.

She didn't ask him why he was going to the Demon Gate, or if he was injured.

Both naive and ruthless.

Ning Daoqi was still sitting on the roof, seeing the wind and rain with his sleeves full of sleeves, and the smell of blood in the air, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

When he saw Lou He, he was speechless.

He still looks like Gao Huazhan ten years ago, but most of his skills have been lost.

Dao heart breeds demons, who is the demon?

No one can answer this question.

Ning Daoqi sighed, and slowly disappeared into the night.

Since the last evil emperor returned to Yutian, the evil emperor Sari has disappeared.Everyone in the Demon Sect is struggling to find it.

One day ago:

Lu Miaozi was about to go back to the bamboo hut, but when he entered the forest, he realized something was wrong.

Quiet.

It was so quiet.

You can't even hear the sound of the wind moving the bamboo.

The drizzle fell continuously on the wet soil in the forest, reflecting four pairs of footprints.

The footprints were particularly conspicuous, and looked like they were doing it on purpose.

Lu Miaozi paused with her fingertips.

He doesn't speak, but someone speaks.

"The four of us couldn't find it, and even killed each other, but we didn't know that this holy relic was stolen by you, the younger generation."

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded in the forest.

The young man in gray was vigilant, and when he raised his eyes, he saw four people slowly walking out of the bamboo house in front of him.

Those four people are all well-known villains in the Jianghu, and any one of them is already frightening.At this moment, they appeared in the bamboo hut at the same time.

As soon as You Juanniao finished speaking, he started to attack.

He learned from the evil emperor, and he is also a senior figure among the evil masters, so his martial arts are not bad.

Lu Miaozi wanted to dodge backwards, but felt the palm wind coming from behind.

The left and right shot at the same time, and they were surrounded, robbed and killed by the four sides.

Ding Jiuchong sneered: "If the boy handed over the relic, he could leave the whole body."

A few people's words have already decided the life and death of that person.

Lu Miaozi's sleeve moved slightly, and his expression became serious.

No one knew about his custody of the Evil Emperor's relics, so how did these four old devils learn about it?

It is only one step away from the completion of Duke Yang's treasure house...

Heard a sweet laugh.

The golden ring real long armor was in front of him, but he suddenly stopped.

It used to rain in this forest.

At this moment, it seemed to be still, and the rustling bamboo leaves were also silent.

Lu Miaozi raised his eyes slightly, and saw a figure slowly coming from outside the forest.

It was a Qingjun Taoist priest with a crane crown and white feathers, and his blue and white Taoist robe was incompatible with the chill in the forest.

But no one dared to underestimate him.

This feeling is very strange, Lu Miaozi has only felt it in Xiang Yutian, a kind of oppression from the Taoist realm.

"Are you also here to grab the Evil Emperor's relic?"

he asks.

You Juanniao and the others were already able to move at this moment, and they all looked at the Qingran Taoist vigilantly.

Xie Bo shook his head, and said flatly, "I'm not here to snatch it, I'm here to get back the Evil Emperor's relic."

His tone was gentle, yet determined.

This is absolute confidence.

Lu Miaozi's eyes fluctuated, and he heard a sigh:

"You can only give it to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Huanzhen, the charming lady who was about to sneak attack, fell to the ground.

Blood flowed slowly down the abdomen.

No one even saw how he did it.

You Juanniao and the others looked at each other, knowing that they couldn't take advantage of the Taoist priest, so they quickly fled away.

There were only two people left in the forest.

Lu Miaozi slowly loosened her clenched hands: "Who is the evil emperor's relic going to be handed over to?"

He knew that if he didn't hand it over today, the end would be exactly the same as that of the golden ring, so he only asked who he wanted to hand over the relic.

The handsome monk with a crane crown and white feathers had already walked out of the bamboo forest, and his blue and white Taoist robe was slowly submerged in the rain and mist.

"Thank you."

"Evil Emperor Xie Bo?"

A strange color suddenly appeared on Lu Miaozi's face, and she finally smiled in relief.

Xie Bo did not leave in a hurry.

Because he knew that there was another person waiting for him outside the bamboo forest.

It was a wild man in Tsing Yi, with an air of elegance and demeanor.

He stood quietly outside the bamboo grove, looking at the Taoist priest with a feathered crown strolling in the garden with strange eyes.

Xie Bo smiled faintly, "You want it too?"

His eyes are clear and peaceful, and he talks and laughs happily when killing people.

Shi Zhixuan shook his head calmly:

"I'll come and get it in ten years."

His tone is free and easy, which shows his demeanor as a master.

Quietly in the air.

The rain fell on the shoulders of the two, and they looked at each other.

"It's great that the Demon Sect has you."

Xie Bo said lightly.

Shi Zhixuan was noncommittal.

Like the two of them, there is no need to be humble.

The handsome man in Qinghe Taoist robe has left.

Shi Zhixuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

A trace of darkness slowly flashed across his eyes:

"The great method of cultivating demons in the heart of the Dao."

"Oh it's you."

He originally thought that A Qun was Xiang Yutian's furnace/cauldron, but now it seems more interesting.

Thinking of the little princess with soft eyes, Shi Zhixuan slightly raised the corners of his lips.

How many secrets does she have?

The weak dodder flower born in the deep palace is really heart-warming.

His eyes are gentle, but it makes people feel cold.

The Huajian technique has always been extremely emotional and cuts off emotion.