Chapter 3 The more suspicious the real and the real are in the transition
The sunset was beautiful, and a piece of golden-orange light sprinkled on the pale pink moon red.
Yang Yuncong didn't know how to deal with the flying red scarf for a while, so he had to shift his gaze, but saw that the moon and moon red, which was originally faint and almost unnoticed, turned out to be an elegant color in the sunset, and faintly rose color, which looked a little dazzling, and set off the original beauty.
Yang Yuncong's heart moved, and he said secretly: "It turns out that changing an angle and a different background, what seems familiar will also be different." ”
Fei Hongscarf saw that he didn't say anything, the purpose of this trip was to take him back, not to mention at this time, she could use different weapons with her hands, at this time it was all tricks to enter, take it down first.
Yang Yuncong was so alert, as soon as he found that something was wrong, he immediately followed the sword, and the long whip was like a dragon, and the sword hit the electric light interspersed freely, like a spring breeze blowing willows, and the willow silk continued with the situation.
After a while, the two of them have fought for more than 100 moves, and Fei Hongscarf's strength is weak, and if they continue to fight, I'm afraid it's no problem to fight 300 moves, but after 300 moves, it must be Yang Yuncong who won, not that he lost to him in the tricks and martial arts, but that his physical endurance is weak.
Fei Hongscarf thought to himself: "We must fight quickly." So the attack was like a thunderstorm, and it was imperative to accomplish the task.
Yang Yuncong didn't fight hard with her, he didn't want to meet her in battle, he jumped off his horse and got into the land of Jiangnan, he had a strange feeling.
Just like the wind blowing, with the fragrance of grass and trees, the soil in the south of the Yangtze River is also different from the soil on the Uyghur side, when he first felt this way, Yang Yuncong was a little dizzy.
And when fighting with the flying red scarf, it is already white, the water and soil are different, people need to adapt, if the reaction to adapt is great, this is not adaptable.
Yang Yuncong's heart was racing, and he immediately had an idea, and immediately led the flying red scarf to the river bank, where willows were planted on both sides of the riverbank, and the smoke was curling, and the willows were still colored. He's about to cause the discomfort of flying red scarves.
This time it was quite effective, but I saw Fei Hongscarf frowning and slowing down.
Yang Yuncong was overjoyed, knowing that he could get rid of her in this way, and immediately hugged his fists and said, "You and I will say goodbye, please." ”
Just as he was about to perform light skills to stay away from here, he heard the sound of "ahhhhhh
Yang Yuncong said secretly: "Could it be that she is not adaptable?" If that's the case, then after helping her out, I don't think she will be embarrassed by herself.
So Yang Yuncong hurriedly stepped forward and took a look, who knew that just in front of her, she felt that her right arm was tight, and the long whip of the flying red scarf had been wrapped.
That's not all, the flying red scarf reversed the hilt of the sword, and poured down along the Ren vein, Tiantu, Huacani, Yutang, Purple Palace, Jizhong, and the five key acupoints were all shrouded, if these acupuncture points were controlled by others, no matter how good the martial arts were, they would not be able to perform.
Yang Yuncong knew that it was the flying red scarf that lured him to lure him and prepared to capture him alive. He stretched out two fingers with his left hand, and carried up the superior internal force, and flicked the hilt of the flying red scarf, and the flying red scarf was hot, and the long sword was almost unable to hold it, and then his body trembled, such as being electrocuted, the fatigue of many days of traveling, and the subtle water and soil adaptation, and it seemed that he was about to attack.
Yang Yuncong used his true qi and performed the kung fu of "eighteen drops in clothes", originally this kung fu was used, and the weapon could not touch the body at all, but now it was a step late, but it didn't matter, I saw Yang Yuncong shake slightly, the long whip could no longer encircle him, and then flicked his sleeves, Fei Hongscarf could no longer control the whip in his hand, and with a "poof" sound, the whip hit the surface of the lake and soared several feet of water waves.
Yang Yuncong already had a chance of winning, and said with a smile: "Rest for a while, everything is as usual, don't worry." ”
But after saying a few words, a sentence was condensed in his mouth, and he couldn't spit out half a word anymore.
But it turned out that the long whip hit the lake, causing several ripples, and the water droplets greeted the setting sun, conjuring up a rainbow neon. The willow color is like smoke, the red scarf is elegant, and there is a bird flying in the distance, and the sound of the call sounds like "it's better to go back".
At this time, I saw a pair of black and white eyes in the flying red scarf, and there was a little resentment in the tears. actually stunned Yang Yuncong.