[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

It was late at night.

The lights on the inn tower were still on.

The young scholar coughed lightly, but there was a bowl of hot water in front of him.

This is not a bitter medicine, it is just a bowl of hot water.Very ordinary hot water.

No one would think that this hot water can cure diseases.

But the scholar took it and drank it down.

He looks good drinking water, like the vast white snow outside the sky, lonely and desolate.

This man, even the most hard-hearted woman in the world will be tempted by him.

Wu Qun sighed softly:

"Who are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for a woman."

The scholar gathered the green robe on his body, the knuckles hidden under it were pale and slender.

The beauty in the smoky purple palace dress still held an umbrella in her hand.

The oncoming snowflakes slowly melted on the slender eyelashes, and there was an unspeakable charm about her.Like a quiet lady in an ancient painting, she is secluded and moving.

They waited a long time.

At the corner of the street, two people finally appeared.

A man and a woman.

They look like lovers, but they are not.

At least in women's minds they don't think so.

Lei Chun was wearing a water-green skirt, looking beautiful and graceful.

She walked very slowly, and the man was always behind her.

They walked in tandem like this.

The blizzard got bigger.

Almost approaching the inn.

The man suddenly put his black coat on the woman.

This was an extremely intimate gesture, Lei Chun did not refuse.

The two people at the inn just watched.

Wu Qun frowned slightly: "Is she your sweetheart?"

She was talking about the woman downstairs.

Su Mengzhen looked at the snow in the night lightly.

His expression was very strange, and also a little melancholy, but that melancholy didn't seem to be for that woman.

"perhaps."

The beauty in palace costume turned her eyes lightly when she heard this.

She stared at the young man in green robe for a long time.

There was a bit of clarity in those dreamy and foggy eyes:

"Then your eyesight is really bad."

she said lightly.

The sick scholar was noncommittal.

The two were already close.

The inn was brightly lit.

Bai Choufei raised his head lightly.

Then he saw a handsome green-robed scholar standing on the pavilion.

In such a snowy day, the green robe was already covered with a layer of falling white, which set off the warmth and aloofness of the brows.

Bai Choufei stopped, and Lei Chun naturally also stopped.

Although she does not know martial arts, she is much sharper than ordinary people.

When the beauty in green looked at the young man upstairs, a smile finally broke out on her face.

Su Mengzhen nodded slightly.

His face was light, but a bit gentle and contemptuous.

The man in white also smiled.

"You're back."

Lei Chun said softly.

The sickly young man coughed lightly, but remained silent.

"We heard that you were attacked in the suburbs of Beijing, and we wanted to find you, but who knew..."

She said that the black coat on her body had faded slightly, and her snow-white shoulders were already stained with blood.

Bai Choufei sighed softly: "They probably guessed that we would come to you, and set up an ambush along the way."

The two explained clearly in a few words.

Su Mengzhen still didn't speak.

Because the beauty in the ancient smoky long palace dress lightly held the umbrella on top of his head.

Her hands are beautiful, like jade carvings.

Lei Chun is also an extremely beautiful woman in this world, but if you look closely, she is always a bit less refined than her.

She doesn't want anything, so she is more beautiful.

The smell of blood downstairs is obvious, and Wu Qun is slightly sad:

"I'm hungry."

This voice is like agarwood curling up through the clouds and mist, and it is alluring in the snow.

Su Mengzhen lightly raised the corners of her lips:

"Don't gorgeous ghosts eat incense?"

I don't know when three sticks of incense were inserted in front of the inn hall, and they were respectfully worshipped.

Wu Qun glanced lightly, and said with disgust:

"It tastes like wax."

The incense was still burning, but the smell of blood became more and more obvious.

Lei Chun is a very smart woman.

The moment she saw Su Mengzhen, she bit the poison hidden between her teeth.

She was already injured, and her life was more pitiful.

The color of snow slowly falls on the bluestone steps.

The green-clothed beauty's eyes are like water.

But soon, the gaze stopped.

Because she saw a woman.

A woman more beautiful than her.

It was a beauty wearing an ancient smoke palace dress, and the soft purple skirt was scattered on the ground.She just stood upstairs and looked at her lightly, but it made people feel ashamed for no reason.

Ancient paintings are born at night, and Qing cranes blow the snow.

The palm that Lei Chun was holding so tightly was already stained with blood from his fingernails.

But she quickly smiled:

"Thank you for taking care of me these days, girl."

Lei Chun looked at the beauty with gentle eyes, as if he regarded her as a benefactor who saved her fiancé.

This behavior is really strange.

Bai Choufei slowly frowned.

There is only Su Mengzhen upstairs, who is she talking about?

Snowflakes fell gently on the bone umbrella, and the red plums seemed to bloom even more colorfully.

Wu Qun didn't look at her.

She just looked at the man beside her, and sighed quietly: "Most women in this world are very strange. On the one hand, they want to kill you, but on the other hand, they continue to love you."

"Are you also such a woman?"

Su Mengzhen coughed lightly and smiled.

His voice was hoarse and cold, like the light of a knife cutting across the snow.

The beauty in the ancient smoke palace dress frowned slightly:

"I'm different from her, I just like killing people."

Of course Yangui likes to kill people.

Especially - people who saw her.

The hand has fallen, and the bone umbrella reflects the red plums and is bleak.

The wind and snow were silent, it was a pen with no killing intent, like the black pen used by women to draw eyebrows.

Gentle and charming.

Wu Qun sighed.

The hand that was as cold as jade was held by another pair of hands.

"She can't die yet."

The sick scholar said lightly.

The fingertips were gentle, but also strong.

Wu Qun looked at him quietly, but suddenly withdrew her hand.

"You are boring."

After she finished speaking, she left.

Holding a red plum bone umbrella, he slowly disappeared at the end of Tianjie.

Su Mengzhen lowered her eyes faintly, but her fingertips seemed to still have the tactility like snow fat.

Lei Chun was still in shock, but he heard the man say softly:

"Let's go back."

It was clearly a gentle tone but it made people feel a little cold for no reason, Lei Chun couldn't see through this man.

It was still snowing.

The smoky purple palace skirt curled down, like a lady walking out of an ancient painting.

Before Wu Qun had gone far, she stopped.

"Why are you following me?"

Her voice was cold, but she seemed a little puzzled.

The young man with his head down all the time behind him said lightly:

"This road is very big, how do you know that I will follow you?"

The beauty turned her head and glanced at him, then suddenly threw the umbrella over.

"My hands are sleepy, please help me hold an umbrella."

She didn't seem to care at all who the boy was.

Just ask for it.

The boy in white didn't look up, but his hands were steady.

The two walked in tandem.

Such a snowy day looks harmonious.

In this world, only dying people can see the ghosts.The young man is also dying, because he has only one breath, so he has to speak softly, but he has lived for many years.

The day is getting brighter.

The person behind finally spoke: "Where are you going?"

Wu Qun frowned sadly:

"I'm hungry and looking for something to eat."

Others are hungry and want to eat grains, but Yan Gui wants to kill people.

The boy in white said gently: "You seem to be very picky."

The beauty turned her head slightly: "Maybe it's because I'm not very hungry yet, if I am, I won't be picky eaters."

Her tone was not as cold as before, it seemed that because the young man held up the umbrella for her, she was a little gentler.

Or maybe the boy in white was too good-looking.

"What's your name?"

she asked softly.

"Di Fei was shocked."

The boy who bowed his head said lightly.

His voice is very lonely, but also very free and easy, compared with that beautiful face, it is more aloof and cold.

Gu Pan Bai Shou no one knows, only Di Fei is shocked.

For a person like him, even Jianghu is amazing.

Wu Qun nodded:

"You can call me Aqun."

After she finished speaking, she wanted to take the umbrella and go, but she heard the young man ask calmly:

"you are leaving?"

The fingers of the two of them clasped together, it was cold.

Di Feijing narrowed his eyes slightly, and heard the beauty sigh:

"It's a pity that I'm dead, otherwise I could warm your hands."

Her tone was cold, and the sleeves hanging down were like smoke and frivolity.

The boy in white paused slightly with his fingertips:

"Who killed you?"

he asks.

Wu Qun shook her head and remained silent.

She quietly looked at the snow-capped snow, and she didn't even seem to notice the snow falling on her shoulders.

The boy didn't ask any more.

Just moved the umbrella forward a bit.

after a long time.

The beauty in the long smoky palace skirt bowed her head and blew on her cold palm.

Her eyelash feathers are very long, covered with snow like a small fan.

It was beautiful that way.

Wu Qun was about to leave.

She pressed her warm fingertips to the boy's face.Then lightly brushed across those lonely and desolate eyebrows and eyes.

The fingertips were actually still cold.

Di Fei closed his eyes in shock, and listened to the man say: "I remember your appearance."

Her tone was a little melancholy.

When he came back to his senses, he had already disappeared into Jiangming's snowy color.

"I remember what you look like too."

The young man in white with bowed his head said softly.

This was not the first time they had met, but that sexy ghost always couldn't remember.

The rooster is called Tianbai.

Wu Qun slowly pulled out the pen from her hand.

There was more blood in the warm tent and deep alley.

She looked cold and a little lonely.

Suddenly, I remembered the gentle boy in white asking her:

"Who killed you?"

She slightly lowered her eyebrows and leaned against the window coffin to watch the faint falling snow, her fingertips felt even more cool.

That's why she came here~

Every time she kills, she lives an extra day until she finds who really killed her.

Gu Yan's long palace skirt is all you can ask for.

The beauty with tall clouds and black temples slowly took off the small pearl pendant from her ear, threw it on the man, and walked out of the room lightly.

As soon as she left the alley, she saw a sandalwood box inlaid with silver silk in front of the steps.With fox fur as a cushion, it looks very delicate.

The snow was still falling, she squatted down slightly with the bone umbrella in hand, but she couldn't help but frowned.

There is a pair of white jade earrings in the brocade box, which are warm and clear, and the style is also beautiful.

Every time Yan Gui kills a person, he needs to change a pair of earrings. Some people know this habit.

Wu Qun's eyes moved slightly, but she couldn't tell whether it was gentleness or murderous intent.

The sun has come out.