The sky was dawning, and the pale cyan sky was studded with a few looming stars. The www.biquge.info of the pen is foggy, the earth is hazy, and the dense fog that fills the sky and the earth, like a silver-gray light veil, envelops everything in the world, and it seems extremely mysterious. The leaves of the plants and trees awakened by the morning light are filled with crystal clear dewdrops, with a slight fragrance, breathing together with all things in heaven and earth to welcome the dawn of the morning.

The shadow of Bu Lian shrouded in the tulle looked even brighter and moving, and she was aroused by Zhao Yun's words, and her face turned red. She knew that Zhao Yun was a pun, and there was something in his words. In exasperation, she tugged at the chain to snatch the scythe back, but it didn't move.

She scolded again and again, with all her might, desperately pulling back, the sickle was like taking root in Zhao Yun's hand, where could it be pulled.

Bu Lianying's face turned even redder. In the past, her "swastika" shuriken and sickle had never missed a hand, and the sword would see blood, and the knife was now bound to drink blood. But now it was easily broken by Zhao Yun, which was really embarrassing. She couldn't help but glance at Zhao Yun a few more times, full of admiration and grievances.

She also knew that Zhao Yun had something to say, saying that she was a pearl and voted for the wrong owner, and she couldn't help but feel a few ripples in her heart, and she couldn't help but feel confused.

Bu Lianying shyly snorted coldly, threw away the chain immediately, and pulled out the long knife on his back with his right hand.

I saw that the total length of this blade is about one meter, the handle is nearly 30 centimeters long, the blade is 70 centimeters long, the blade surface is about three fingers wide, and the blade thickness is eight millimeters. The curvature is elegantly upturned, and the knife posture is slender and symmetrical, like a crescent moon. The back of the knife is thicker and thinner. The sword light is like a pool of autumn water, the cold light is shining, and the murderous aura is soaring, like the starry eyes that are bent in the shadow of the synchronous practice, beautiful and cold.

This is a quiet scimitar, as bright as the eyes of the shadow essence, half-open and half-closed, flashing with a strange spiritual light, deep and clear.

"Hey! Look at the knives! Bu Lianying reprimanded crisply, clenched the long knife with both hands, and with the flash of the knife, the delicate figure burst out, rushing straight into the sky, a shape-shifting shadow, unimaginably fast, so fast that people couldn't react.

A cloud of sword light as white as a silkworm cocoon, accompanied by a murderous storm in the sky, rolled towards Zhao Yun, and the momentum was very amazing.

Zhao Yunjian was not unsheathed, he carried the Qingyu sword technique, moved left and right, like a swimming dragon, and the dull impact sound sounded intensively, blocking the rapid attack of Bu Lianying.

The nickname of Jueying is indeed worthy of its name, the figure of Bu Lianying is as fast as a frightening wave, as fast as lightning, and the audience sees a heavy purple shadow, flying up and down with the white light.

The powerful sword aura cut through Zhao Yun's clothes, and the cold murderous aura scraped the skin faintly painful, making people fall to the tree.

Zhao Yun only defended and did not attack, fought steadily, calmly and calmly blocked the stormy attack of Bu Lianying.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than twenty rounds, and although the Bu Lianying offensive was like a tide, Zhao Yun was as steady as Mount Tai in the tsunami-like attack, and he was at ease.

"Stop!" Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Zhao Yun was unscathed, and couldn't help but be annoyed, and suddenly jumped out of the circle and scolded.

"Step girl, what's wrong with you? The fight is in full swing, why did it stop? Zhao Yun put away his sword and stood, calming down, and smiled.

I saw Bu Lianying's panting slightly, her face was red with pink makeup, fine beads of sweat appeared on her ingenious Yao nose, her beautiful eyes flashed with tears, her plump breasts rose and fell slightly, and her warm and sexy little mouth muttered: "Yunzhao, you bully people!" ”

Zhao Yun was stunned when he heard this, and said: "Step girl, you only defend and don't attack, let you attack, where does this start?" ”

"You just look down on girls. Not only did he not even draw his sword, but he also only defended and did not attack. You are so disrespectful to the lady. If this continues, even if this girl wins, she will not win. It's boring! Bu Lianying stomped his feet, the side of his delicate body, his small mouth pursed, and he said angrily.

Zhao Yun couldn't cry or laugh, his face was a little hot, and he stood in place, not knowing where to start, and he didn't know how to comfort Bu Lianying.

Bu Lianying secretly glanced at Zhao Yun's embarrassed appearance, couldn't help pursing her cherry mouth, "poof" a coquettish laugh, and said with a smile: "What a nerd." I mean you want to draw your sword out of its sheath and use your sword skills with all your might. ”

"I see! All right. Step girl, please forgive me for the disrespect just now. Zhao Yun pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and slightly leaned over to hold his sword and waved his hand.

"That's what respects a lady, come on." Bu Lianying put away his lovely smile, became powdery, held the sword in both hands, and stared at Zhao Yun with apricot eyes.

"You can attack." Zhao Yun took a posture and said softly.

"Well, the girl is disrespectful. Look at the knife. Bu Lianying was not polite, his figure rose like lightning, and he picked up a sword flower, Rui Qi Dao, pear blossoms, swept over.

Zhao Yun saw that the momentum was fast, and he didn't dare to hold it up, so he pulled out the Qingyu sword with a "dang long" sound, the sound was like a dragon's groan, and a strange light as cold as autumn water snatched out of the sheath, turning into a rainbow in the sky, cutting through the void, and catching up with the shadow of the step.

Between the green trees and green grass, two clouds of white light are entangled together, and the sound of coquettish wheezing and ping-pong metal is endless, and the sword is like a swimming dragon, and the knife is like a phoenix.

I saw the sword light and sword shadow, the purple light flew over, and there was no human figure.

Bu Lianying used everything she had learned in her life, but she couldn't find any gaps and flaws in Zhao Yun, and she also felt that Zhao Yun was still letting herself, and she couldn't help but have an indescribable good impression of Zhao Yun.

She clearly knew that Zhao Yun did not use all his strength, he was completely practicing sword with herself, even if she fought until dark, she had no chance to take advantage of it, let alone the possibility of winning. This is a master he has never encountered before, and it is futile to fight.

"Stop, stop fighting. The little woman bowed to the wind. After thinking about it, Bu Lianying swung away Zhao Yun's Qingyu sword, and stopped collecting the sword.

Miss Xie agreed. Yun thanked me here. Zhao Yun put away his sword in a dashing manner and smiled.

"Your Excellency, you are really skilled. Lian Ying asked for advice today. Bu Lianying blew like an orchid and returned the salute.

She stared at Zhao Yun, frowned, and said: "Your Excellency has strong martial arts, and your dress is similar to mine, dare to ask where your Excellency is from, and what is the matter with coming to Shuijingzhuang?" ”

Zhao Yun saw that Bu Lianying was not a treacherous person, so he had a good impression of her, and wondered how to answer her properly.

As a general of Liu Han, and tonight he has learned of the earth-shattering conspiracy of Sima Hui's father and son, this top-secret matter is related to the success or failure of the great cause of the Taoist lord, the success or failure of his great ideal of supporting the Han family, and the life and death of the people in the world. In order to appease Bu Lianying, let's make up a reasonable and white lie.

Thinking about stopping, Zhao Yun looked cautious, and said with a straight face: "Step girl, in the next organization, the number is the remnant of the Han Dynasty!" ”

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