"Shi Qingxuan......" Feng Xiaoxiao looked at her graceful back and muttered twice.

The figure under the moonlight swayed like a lotus, and like a flash in the pan, fleeting, the beauty is short, the beauty is profound, only a wisp of indescribable beauty of the faint fragrance flows between the mouth and nose to the aftertaste, until infinity.

Two figures suddenly swept out from behind the eaves, one left and one right, like two arrows off the string, shooting straight towards the little white flower in the night, looking at the appearance of the two people, it was the exotic young man Ba Fenghan, and the woman in white who looked like Fu Junwu, as if she was eager to catch up with Shi Qingxuan and see her true face.

Ba Feng Han chased after him, and said loudly at the same time: "If I can see Miss's face, I will have no regrets about Ba Feng's cold death." ”

Shi Qingxuan was as if she hadn't heard of it, and her graceful posture was like a falling flower, passing away with the wind.

Ba Feng's cold momentum is extremely fierce, and his body is very fast, like a crazy bull, running like electricity, but obviously the more he chases, the farther away from Shi Qingxuan, he is not discouraged, he chases after him without hesitation, and disappears into the not very bright night in the blink of an eye.

The woman in white folded in mid-air, floated down in front of Feng Xiaoxiao, stared at her beautiful eyes, and said slowly: "You are Feng Xiaoxiao!" ”

This is a dignified and quiet face, with a delicate nose separating a pair of delicate eyes, as if it can see into the depths of people's souls.

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "I am." ”

He took a closer look, and found that this woman was really very similar to Fu Junwu, not only the beautiful lines of her body, but also her hair and posture, but her face was beautiful.

The woman in white said coldly: "It's you who hurt my senior sister!" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Who is your senior sister?" ”

The woman in white said: "You are still pretending to be stupid, my name is Fu Junyu, who do you say my senior sister is?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao sniffed. said: "You two do look very similar, but you don't say it yourself." How can I be sure of your identity? ”

Fu Junyu said lightly: "Senior sister is right, you are really clever. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Fu Junwu woke up?" DID YOU KNOW. I did everything possible to send her back to Goryeo, so that she did not die in the Central Plains after all, although I did not expect to be thanked, you should not be so hostile to me. ”

Fu Junyu snorted coldly: "You are even more cunning than I imagined, not only harmed my senior sister, but also preached everywhere that you saved her to confuse people's ears and eyes." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao frowned and said, "What did Fu Junwu say?" Why do I need to confuse people? It's just a matter of killing someone, don't you dare to admit it? ”

Fu Junyu said: "Shut up! You can fool others, but you can't fool me, Fu Junyu. My sister warned you not to follow her. If you don't follow, how can you save her? If you follow, what kind heart can you have? Yu Wenhua and how can he find his sister in the barren mountains and forests? So it was clear that you pushed down the boulder from the mountain that day, or simply conspired with Nayu culture and dog thieves. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly: "Then how do you explain that I seriously injured Yu Wenhua?" ”

Fu Junyu said coldly: "You don't share the spoils evenly, dogs eat dogs." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao's face sank, and he endured his anger and said, "Why do I want to send Fu Junwu back?" ”

Fu Junyu said: "You are afraid of the master, and you are good at begging." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao laughed and said, "Okay, then I'll just sell it again." ”

After speaking, the sword is out!

A flash of coldness. With a "ding" sound, the broken sword flew vertically, and blood was sprinkled horizontally.

Fu Junyu was shocked and hurt, and covered his chest with his left hand. Rushing back, the unstoppable blood, the unbearable pain.

It's no wonder that Fu Junwu has been seriously injured. The coma was too early, so the impression of Feng Xiaoxiao has always stayed at the stage of being on par with her martial arts.

She told when she sobered up. Naturally, it was not true, and it completely misled Fu Junyu. This is one of them.

Second, in the battle in Fang Caitang, only one move was made between Feng Han and Ouyang Xiyi, although Feng Xiaoxiao has always been domineering, she has not shown skills beyond Fu Junyu's imagination, and she does not have the realm and vision of Wang Tong and others, and preconceived that Feng Xiaoxiao is nothing more than that.

Those who have been suppressed can't make a move, no matter how strong they are, how strong can they be?

If it weren't for Fu Junyu's mistakes again and again, he would never be stupid enough to question him alone at this time.

Fortunately, she studied under Fu Cailin, one of the three great masters in the world, and she is still proficient in the art of sword playing.

However, Feng Xiaoxiao's sword was too fast, and Fu Junyu was so shocked that he only had time to block hard, and all the wonders of swordsmanship could not be brought into play at all.

She underestimated Feng Xiaoxiao's strength too much, and was forcibly cut off the sword in her hand by the sharp sword qi, and slashed across her chest.

Feng Xiaoxiao let out a "huh" and said, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?" It's amazing. ”

He could clearly feel that Fu Junyu's sword drew an arc that was mysterious, obviously not fast enough, but it inexplicably collided with his changing blade, which was incredible.

He has practiced swords for many years, and he is the best at anticipating the enemy's attack, and he has also met a lot of masters, who can be faster than him and can be higher than him, but he has never seen a person who can hit him first, and this woman's martial arts are far inferior to him.

Fu Junyu's face was already full of shock, and she endured the pain in her chest, and half of the sword blade turned into starry light, covering the sky overwhelmingly.

Encountering the novel swordsmanship, Feng Xiaoxiao was naturally interested, and wanted to try her swordsmanship more, so the long sword in her hand was swung at will, and it did not bring any strength.

The sword flashes like a meteor, the sword light is like a canopy, it is like a star map that keeps circulating, every moment of the meteor has an inherently obscure and esoteric trajectory, as if it has nothing to do with each other, but it can intercept the sword of Feng Xiaoxiao who broke into the canopy one by one, every move is just right, every style seems to follow the reason of heaven and earth, so it is a matter of course.

Feng Xiaoxiao became more and more interested, and the sword in his hand began to deliberately find a gap to leak.

Fu Junyu's swordsmanship cultivation is obviously not profound, and she was injured first, but after a few moves, she can no longer grasp the direction of the long sword, step by step, step by step, she can only start to see the moves, and was led by Feng Xiaoxiao.

The bright starlight in the canopy of heaven was also suddenly dim and confused.

Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head slightly, and sighed secretly: "To be able to create this kind of swordsmanship, I don't know how far her master's swordsmanship has become, it can be regarded as a skill, and the art can be mastered...... The three great masters in the world are really famous! ”

He suddenly stopped his sword, quietly glanced at the woods on the left, and asked Fu Junyu, "Can you tell me, what is the name of this sword technique?" ”

Fu Junyu's sideburns were scattered, and her face was bleak, so she couldn't support it, and sat down on the ground, the blood on her chest had stained most of her white shirt, and the red was dazzling.

She couldn't stop gasping, her stubborn eyes stared at Feng Xiaoxiao viciously, Sakura's lips opened and closed slightly, but she was so painful that she couldn't speak, she could only moan softly.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't care about her miserable appearance.

This woman is very unreasonable, she has wronged him, she is already an enemy, and in his heart, as long as she is an enemy, she can no longer be regarded as a person.

He put his sword back into the sheath and said leisurely: "Are you afraid to fight, thinking that I dare not kill you?" Is it because your master is nearby? ”

As he spoke, his eyes turned to the woods to his left, which looked dark in the moonlight, like a huge black beast, and the night breeze blew through the trees, breathing like life.

Just now, there was an obvious will suddenly coming from the forest, its majestic vastness, unfathomable, only seen in Feng Xiaoxiao's life, beyond his imagination, there is a kind of mysterious, even compassionate meaning, could it really be Fu Cailin himself? (To be continued......)

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Thanks to the book friend "cautious words and deeds" for reminding me of the mistake, "Zhi Shilang" Wang Bo and Wang Tong are not the same person, I remembered it wrongly, and I have now corrected the previous text, thank you.