Fu Yunge secretly clenched his fists, and his teeth unconsciously clenched together.

"Ha, anyway, although the means are ...... It's a little cruel, but it's also a bad retribution. ”

Drunken Dust Township stretched and said, "In this way, the crisis will be temporarily lifted, and there will be clues to investigate their movements." All in all a good thing. ”

Poinsettia Mei said "hey", noncommittal.

Fu Yunge was keenly catching Poinsettia Mei's movements, but when his eyes turned, he suddenly noticed that his left hand, hidden under the table, seemed to be making some gestures to himself.

Although Fu Yunge couldn't really see it, he could still barely discern what he wanted to express.

Tonight...... Outside ...... Meet...... Significant...... To you......

Fu Yunge nodded after understanding, his brows furrowed.

Although Poinsettia Mei didn't look this way, it seemed to see it, and then stopped gesticulating.

He continued to listen to the conversation, echoing a few words from time to time, as if nothing had happened just now.

............

In the middle of the day, the streets are quiet and silent at night. The light of the moon slowly sprinkled down, the faint night breeze gently swept the earth, and everything slept in the tranquility of the night.

Fu Yunge didn't fall asleep for a long time. He has an appointment with Poinsettia Plum, and he has no intention of breaking the contract.

Fortunately, Drunken Dust slept very hard, so he only had to wait for Dongfang Shiming to fall asleep.

In a few moments, Dongfang Shiming's breathing has become peaceful and even. Sure that he had fallen asleep, Fu Yunge quietly pulled away the corner of the quilt and went out with his shoes on.

In the courtyard, the moonlight is flawless.

Fu Yunge took a breath of the night's cold air and looked around at the traces of Poinsettia Plum, but he didn't see him for a long time.

The moonlight hung silently in the sky, beautiful and beautiful, like jade. Fu Yunge was bored waiting, so he raised his head to admire the moon.

The ancients admired the moon, is it the shape of the moon, the color of the moon, or the interest under the moon?

Fu Yunge stood dumbfounded, thinking wildly in his head. Thinking that the most beautiful person in the world is a flower, it is no wonder that many people say that the tryst should be "before the flower and under the moon......

Thinking like this in my mind, I suddenly saw snowflakes falling in the sky.

Fu Yunge was very happy, but he didn't expect to see the spring snow. The white moon and snow in front of you can be described as the most beautiful scenery.

But in an instant he sensed that something was wrong: he smelled the scent of "snow".

The lingering cold fragrance penetrated into his senses, so that he did not continue to be intoxicated, but a spirit back to reality.

If you look closely, you will find that the "snow" that has fallen to the ground is white and pink, as well as amazing red.

It's not snow at all, it's plum blossom petals that are scattered.

“...... Smell the plum blossoms and the wind, and the snowdrifts are all over the four mountains. How can he be incarnated into 100 billion, a tree of plum blossoms and a product. ”

With the arrival of plum blossoms, Fu Yunge was shocked to realize that the poinsettia plum had arrived. The unfathomable figure stood quietly on the eaves, looking like an ethereal immortal in the moonlight.

The verse just now was chanted by a poinsettia plum. I saw him raise his eyebrows and glance at Fu Yunge below, and then said lightly: "Go to the small hill west of the street to meet, I'll wait for you at the top of the mountain." ”

"Hey, you're ......"

Fu Yunge just wanted to shout at the poinsettia plum, but unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the poinsettia plum had disappeared.

Fu Yunge was a little resentful in his heart, but he still hurried out the door and rushed towards the small hill, only to stomp a few feet of plum blossoms on the ground when he went out.

By the time Fu Yunge ran to the small hill to the west, Poinsettia Plum had been waiting there for a long time.

Fu Yunge ran out of breath, even though it was an early spring night, he was also sweating all over.

Poinsettia waited for him to gasp for breath and did not speak.

After a while, seeing that Fu Yunge was almost resting, he slowly spoke: "It seems that you and I do have fate. ”

Fu Yunge knew that he was determined to get straight to the point, so he simply nodded and said, "Senior, I don't dare to say fate, it's just a coincidence." ”

Poinsettia Mei looked at him, squinted and said, "I think, you should have guessed seven or eight points, so I won't repeat it." It's just that...... Do you think I'm doing this to prove that I'm a good person who is jealous of evil, or a wicked person who kills people without blinking?"

Fu Yunge heard Poinsettia Mei say this, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

He could hear that Poinsettia Mei asked himself like this, which naturally involved her attitude towards herself.

It's just that if he is really jealous and hateful, it is nothing, but if he is indeed a malicious person, I am afraid that his next answer may be accompanied by unpredictable disasters.

"Don't think too much about it, just tell me what's going on in your heart. ”

Poinsettia Mei saw him hesitate and said casually.

Fu Yunge raised his eyes to look at Poinsettia Mei, and it happened that Poinsettia Mei was looking directly at him, and the two suddenly looked at each other.

He took a breath and straightened his chest: "My thoughts are just speculation, not accurate. But if my predecessors are really evil people, I naturally can't take it lightly. ”

"Oh......" Poinsettia Plum hung her head, as if thinking about something.

Seeing that he didn't react, Fu Yunge felt uneasy in his heart. In order to prevent Poinsettia from suddenly making a move, his fists were also secretly accumulating, mobilizing all his strength, and shaking his spirit to deal with possible accidents.

After a while, Poinsettia Mei raised her head heavily, her eyes were glued to Fu Yunge, and her voice seemed to be weak: "You ......"

When Fu Yunge heard this, his eyes looked at Poinsettia Plum again, wanting to hear what he had to say.

However, in an instant, his nerves tensed violently!

The figure of Poinsettia Plum is like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, it is no longer in place, but with the sound of the wind, it is forced in front of her!

Fu Yunge was taken aback, his fists were on the front, and Poinsettia Mei also shot at the same time.

But I saw Poinsettia Mei lazily raise a hand and block Fu Yunge's attack with just one arm.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fu Yunge immediately changed his moves, and the palm wind carried a lot of strength, but Poinsettia Mei actually unloaded Fu Yunge's kung fu with one hand. The other hand hung limply behind him, as if it were a great humiliation to him.

"Drink!" Fu Yunge jumped back, his heart was certain, and he cheered up again.

But the poinsettia plum fluttered invisible, flickering left and right, up and down, and in an instant approached Fu Yunge's face, making him pull back again, and the situation changed back to what it was just now.

Fu Yunge didn't want to be restrained in his heart, so he changed his fist to palm.

The wind in his palm was like a knife, Fu Yunge grinded the sand with both feet at the same time, and moved backwards, away from the coercion of Poinsettia Plum. He took advantage of the momentum to toss around in the air, and used the momentum of the high to hold his palm back to split a poinsettia plum.

Unexpectedly, Poinsettia Plum pointed to the ground on her toes, leaned back, and immediately flew away from the attack.

The sand of his toes raised a long line of dust and smoke, which looked elegant and decent. Seeing that his palms were about to hit the ground, Fu Yunge hurriedly collected his tricks and rolled back to the ground.

However, although he was not injured, half of the sand stirred up by the poinsettia plum was sprinkled on his body, and in an instant he had become gray-faced, and his clothes were covered with dust.

Fu Yunge was furious and shouted, "Come again!"

Poinsettia Plum smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Fu Yunge slashed again, but he still only used one arm to parry, or moved his body, causing Fu Yunge to miss out repeatedly.

The two of them attacked and defended, fighting back and forth under the moonlight, and their figures were constantly intertwined.

The jade wheel moved back, and the bright moonlight slowly slid down the treetops. Under the hazy night, the buds are coated with a shallow layer of silver frost.

In a few moments, Fu Yunge's physical strength has been overdrawn, and his moves have been obviously slow, and his strength and accuracy have decreased greatly compared to before.

On the other hand, Poinsettia Plum is still idle, lazy, and he has always fought with one hand.

After another moment, Fu Yunge finally ran out of strength and collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

Poinsettia Mei saw that he had no strength, so she stopped pestering. He went back to the side and sat down, waiting for Fu Yunge to regain his strength.

Fu Yunge's throat was filled with a strong smell of blood, and his mouth was dry and painful. It was as if all the strength of his limbs had been drained, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up at this time.

Looking at the two hands again, there was inevitably some redness and swelling, and he knew in his heart that this was caused by Fang just hitting Poinsettia Mei's arm. Only then did he realize that there was a world of difference between himself and poinsettia plums.

Not to mention that he was going to kill himself, even if he had a little serious energy, he probably wouldn't be able to go through five rounds under him.

But if he is really a wicked person who threatens himself with this, he will not agree to anything.

Even if he can't beat it, he must have a minimum of righteousness, and he must not be willing to fall and steal his life!

Poinsettia Mei watched him from the sidelines, and her mind was extremely clear. Thinking back to when I was young, I was like this, right? Thinking about it this way, I didn't look away from the drunken dust.

The two didn't say a word to each other, and only the sound of Fu Yunge's gasping remained in the silent air.

Fu Yunge's physical strength had actually recovered almost. He had already exercised, and the embarrassment just now was just due to exhaustion. But at this time, he still pretended to be physically exhausted, but in fact, he was buying time to think about getting out of trouble.

— or the way to implement the worst-case scenario.

Naturally, he was not willing to be killed, but if it was really the worst-case scenario, he must not be a hawk dog for the wicked.

"Kill those people because they're about to make a big move. ”

After Fu Yunge was engrossed in thinking, the poinsettia plum beside him actually spoke slowly.

Fu Yunge was taken aback and turned his head to look at him, but Poinsettia Plum had no expression on her face, and it was as calm as a pool of lake water.

“...... Big move?" Fu Yunge asked.

Poinsettia Plum nodded.

"Thugs with black turbans. The turmoil they brought was not only Buyuanfang, Chaoyun Street. They were planning their actions, and now, they are only showing the tip of the iceberg. ”