[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty map

The early morning in the desert may be the most comfortable time in this yellow sand land.

The trip was delayed for one night. Early this morning, they will continue to go to Kucha Kingdom. Perhaps because of the delay, they still have to hurry.

Although the Star of Bliss is just a pretense, since it's here, Bai Choufei will naturally not waste this opportunity.

Qing Zhi sat beside the camel, hugging the white porcelain flowerpot, and sprinkled the precious water source in the water bag into the dry soil little by little.

Water in the desert is precious, and a person can only carry one water bladder, which may be sufficient in normal times, but in a dry and hot environment, there is no way to drink enough water, stroking the dry soil in the flower pot , Qing Zhi felt a little regretful.

The one who should stay in the town, presumably the proprietress will take good care of her.

"Miss Qingzhi, I woke up very early today." A gentle male voice came from beside my ear, and the movements of Qingzhi's subordinates paused.

Qing Zhi lowered her eyes and smiled, put away the kettle, stood up and looked. "Master Wuhua is also very early."

The beauty's back is facing the rising sun, her figure seems to be gilded with golden light under the soft light, and she is slowly approaching with her broken dream, soft and pitiful.

Wuhua's footsteps paused slightly, but she returned to normal in an instant, she just closed her eyes and clasped her hands together.

"Amitabha."

Qing Zhi heard this, walked in front of him, and said with a smile: "Master, will you still get up for morning class?"

Wuhua opened her eyes, looked at the face of the beauty who was very close, and sighed: "Maybe."

Wuhua's master once said that he is a born Buddhist, he listens to scriptures, understands scriptures, recites Buddhist principles, and knows Buddhist principles.It's a pity that he doesn't have a Buddha heart.

His heart is the chasm of the world, hiding the prosperity of the world.

Qing Zhi changed back into her old clothes again, her waist was slender, she seemed to be dewy, and her plain dress was slightly lifted, like magnolia buds blooming slowly in the world.

Wuhua didn't ask her why she changed her clothes, she just looked away at the flower pot in her arms, and asked, "Why do you keep carrying this flower pot?"

Qing Zhi lowered her head, stroked the flower pot lightly, and said softly: "This is a gift from my friend, I like it very much, so I keep it with me."

Wuhua thought of the man in white. He lowered his eyes and smiled, looking at the woman's fingertips, as white as jade, like a sculpture like a painting.

Qing Zhi chuckled, "I didn't see that lady today."

Wu Hua asked back, "Do you want to see her?"

Qing Zhi curled her lips, "Of course I don't want to, so I just asked casually."

Wuhua smiled slightly, with tenderness in her brows.

Both of them avoided the topic of Changsun Hong, Wu Hua didn't want to talk more, and Qing Zhi didn't want to ask more.

Qing Zhi asked softly: "Master's injury, is it better?"

Wuhua's wrist moved slightly, and the wound was healed after using the good medicine powder, but there was still a faint tingling pain, which seemed to remind him that the soft waist that was once in his arms, the cloud that was so soft that he wanted to hold it in his mouth, Piao Miao does not know the misery in the world.

"It's all right." He said slowly.

Qing Zhi smiled, smiling sweetly, as if she had let go of her heart.

The crowd in the camp suddenly became noisy. Wu Hua took a look and said softly, "It's getting late, it must be time to leave."

Just after saying this, Bai Choufei appeared in front of the two of them. He was probably going to deal with the corpse, and there was still a little mist on his clothes.

Seeing the two of them together, Bai Choufei smiled lightly and said, "It seems that you two chatted for a while."

Wuhua lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, "It's just a few words."

Bai Choufei didn't know what he thought of, he smiled meaningfully at Wuhua, turned around and rode on the horse, and said softly to Qing Zhi: "You are injured, how about walking with me today?"

The handsome man stretched out his hand to the beauty in the yellow sand, gentle and affectionate.

The beauty raised her head slightly, her neck was fair and slender, her eyes seemed to contain spring waves, and with a slight smile, all the men in the world could melt into the faint smile on her lips.

"it is good."

Flowerless eyes dimmed.

Chang Sunhong's fingertips trembled a little.

It was already past noon, and the yellow sand exposed to the sun was scorching hot, and one grain could almost burn people.But she knelt at the most vicious corner of the sun, lowered her head, even though the corners of her mouth were dry and white, she didn't dare to say a word.

Just because of the woman sitting on the stone platform.

She didn't expect that the woman who was supposed to be a princess in Kucha would come back suddenly. Although she was Shi Guanyin's first disciple and married her son, in fact she didn't get along with Shi Guanyin for a long time. Most of the time, Qu Wurong followed her.

The biggest reason is that Shi Guanyin doesn't like to see her face.

Even without her beauty, I couldn't stand it.

If he hadn't married Wuhua and was obedient, he might end up in the same fate as Qu Wurong.

Thinking of Qu Wurong's face under the veil, Chang Sunhong's heart trembled, and her fingertips trembled even more violently.

Shi Guanyin on the stage was tasting ice-brewed wine, twirling a crystal-clear grape and putting it into her mouth, then she slightly curled her lips in front of the huge water mirror, and made the same expression when she saw the beauty in the mirror. Feeling a little happier, he turned to look at the woman kneeling under the sun.

"Okay, let's get up." Shi Guanyin watched with satisfaction that Changsun Hong's charming face lost its color due to trembling with sweat, and she cringed, even the last bit of her charming temperament disappeared, so she felt a little satisfied in her heart.

"There are no flowers, didn't you say you are back?" Shi Guanyin held the grapes and said with a charming smile: "I haven't seen him for many days, but I really miss him."

Compared with Nangongling who is more like Tianfeng Shishilang, it is obvious that following her without flowers is more in Shi Guanyin's heart.

Changsun Hong was helped into the shade, and smiled reluctantly: "He has already entered the desert and is on his way to the country of Kucha. I think mother will be able to see him in a few days."

Shi Guanyin raised his eyebrows, his bewitching beauty became a bit sharper.

"You have always been pestering Wuhua, why did you come back suddenly?"

Changsun Hong's face was slightly stiff, and there were still a few red flowers she had picked hidden in her cuffs. Although these flowers were not wanted, if Shi Guanyin found out that she had stolen the flowers without authorization, it would be another burst of abuse.

By coincidence, Changsun Hong thought of Qing Zhi, a trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes, she quickly pretended to be hurt and said, "Because there was a beauty beside him, I was really sad, so I came back secretly."

Shi Guanyin paused, and looked at Zhang Sunhong with a half-smile, "Beauty? How beautiful?"

Chang Sunhong lowered her eyes and said, "I dare not say anything."

Shi Guanyin narrowed his eyes, and smiled softly: "I dare not say it, isn't that just saying it?"

If it is not as beautiful as her, there is nothing to dare to say, but if it is more beautiful than her... Shi Guanyin's eyes flashed fierceness, and he raised his hand and gave Changsun Hong a palm.

She didn't miss Changsun Hong's eyes either, but she just wanted to use her hands to get rid of the beauty.

Chang Sunhong immediately vomited blood and begged for mercy in horror: "Master, spare my life..."

Shi Guanyin pursed her lips, "Don't worry, I won't die, anyway, you are also a person without flowers, I, a mother, must give him some face."

Chang Sunhong spat out another mouthful of blood, with a pained expression.

If Shi Guanyin has never heard of it, he leaned on the stone chair, stroked his hair, and said to himself: "Although this child Wuhua is not very picky, he is not someone who will be tempted by ordinary vulgar fans. I want to see what kind of stunning beauty can make you come to me with envy."

After finishing speaking, she chuckled lightly, like a girly girl, but concealed deep malice.

And Wu Hua was riding a horse at this time, holding the beauty in her arms, softly sticking to his chest, like a flower blooming in his heart.

Qing Zhi lowered her head and smiled, "Master Wuhua, didn't you let me approach Lord Bai?"

The beauty breathed on her chest, which was warm, soft and moist, as if she was sucking the essence of his heart.

At least at this moment, Wuhua felt that a piece of her heart was missing.

He sighed softly, "A beauty is like a monster, but you are extremely strange."

Wu Hua never does anything to regret, because he knows very well that once something is done, there is no room for it, so he never lets himself regret it.

The beauty in her arms was the only time.

Qing Zhi asked softly: "Master is mocking me?"

Wu Hua chuckled: "Of course I'm praising you."

Qing Zhi said lightly: "This doesn't sound like a compliment."

Wuhua chuckled, and hinted ambiguously: "If you are not a demon, how can you take root in my heart and suck blood every day."

Qing Zhi raised her head, and Wu Hua saw the mockery in her quiet eyes and calm face.

Yes, it's sarcasm.

Laughing at his back-and-forth, bewildered by his beauty.

Wuhua sighed softly, "Are you blaming me?"

Qing Zhi drooped her eyes and hooked her lips, listening to the sound of the camel bell, she said, "Why should I blame you?"

After all, you got into the game so easily.

Wu Hua held the beauty's slightly cool fingertips, soft and boneless, different from others.

"Blame me for letting you go to someone else's side." His tone seemed apologetic, remorseful, just right, just like Yuan Suiyun back then.

The only difference between Yuan Suiyun and him is that what Yuan Suiyun loves is her interests, but what Wu Hua loves is her beauty.

Qing Zhi said softly: "I never blame anyone, after all, I have never been familiar with Master."

Wuhua held her fingertips for a moment, lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, "Qing'er, you really blame me?"

Qing Zhi smiled, changed the phrase, and said, "Since Master loves me, can you let me go?"

Wu Hua asked calmly, "Where does Qing'er want to go?"

Qing Zhi thought for a while, her eyes softened a little, "I want to go to West Lake."

Wuhua's eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled slowly: "Really."

Qing Zhi smiled, and said to herself: "But I know, Master won't let me go."

Wuhua didn't deny it, but tightened her arms around the beauty's hand, and said softly, "I already knew that you are a smart woman."

Qing Zhi was forced to lean in his arms, silently curling the corners of her lips.

She's not smart, she just understands men's possessiveness too well, it will exist even if they don't love.

Qing Zhi thought, she really misses West Lake a little bit.

"By the way, master, don't call me Qing'er anymore."

"Why?"

"It reminds me of some less pleasant people."

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The author has something to say: Wuhua hasn't loved Qingzhi yet, she's just been fascinated by her.

Let's shout together!

——Prostitution. Monk without flowers!

In addition, there was a three-second silence for Yuan Suiyun, who appeared on the sidelines.