Gongsun's swordsmanship is strange, and in some ways, even more terrifying than Simon's blowing snow. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The long black dress added to the power of his swordsmanship.

According to ancient legends, "sword" is not a sword, but an ancient martial arts name, the dancer is empty-handed, the ribbon is flying, until the Tang Dynasty Gongsun Auntie, this kind of dance skills that were originally only for ornamentation, have been changed, and have become a martial art that can really stab the enemy and hurt people!

When she did this dance in front of Emperor Shengwen Shenwu, she might not use a sword, she was afraid that the sword qi would startle the royal driver. But she really created a kind of swordsmanship in private, so that the "sword weapon" really became a kind of sword.

Since this kind of swordsmanship was born from dance, of course, it is different from other swordsmanship, so today's Gongsun Lan specially changed into such a black floor-length dress. Because the real power of this kind of swordsmanship needs "beauty" to exert itself, and only a peerless beauty like her can bring this swordsmanship to the extreme!

Seeing this, even Wang Chan had to admire, until today, he knew that the mysterious mystery of martial arts was by no means something that anyone could guess out of thin air!

The world is really big, not to mention that there are many more worlds like this.

If he hadn't experienced it today, he might never have understood the beauty of this kind of swordsmanship, and the variations of this kind of swordsmanship were so strange and the moves were so complicated that as soon as they came out, it would be like mercury pouring down on the ground.

As long as he shows a little flaw, as long as his eyes and gods are slightly negligent, he is likely to die under the sword, and he wants to defeat only by relying on one Yu.

Cut through the mess with a quick knife, and respond to all changes with no change.

Wang Chan drew his sword.

Gongsun Lan's sword dance obviously gave Wang Chan a lot of inspiration, and it was the same sword, but it became more beautiful, more immortal!

When the short sword in Gongsun Lan's hand was just shot, Wang Chan's whole person had already flown up, and at this time, he and the sword seemed to have become one. I saw that the sword light was like a match, like a flying rainbow, and stabbed straight towards Gongsun Lan. The sword light was brilliant and swift, there was no change, not even a follow-up. He had already melted all the strength of his body into this sword.

There is no change, and sometimes it is the best change.

On the other hand, Gongsun Lan is like a dark night, and a sword is like a meteor, but it is still too late to change. Her people and sword seemed to be all shrouded in the sword aura of Wang Chan's sword.

Just listen to the sound of "ding", the sound is like a dragon's groan. As soon as the sword light merged, the sky was full of black ribbons flying, and the long skirt on Gongsun Lan's body was cut into countless strips by the incomparable sword qi, like a black butterfly flying in the air.

No one moved, no sound.

Gongsun Lan's figure had stopped, and she stood there motionless. Wang Chan didn't make a move anymore, and just stood there without moving, looking at Aunt Gongsun.

At this time, the black and white Gongsun Lan is undoubtedly the most beautiful picture.

Gongsun Lan looked at Wang Chan, pursed her lips, and said slowly: "You will regret it." ”

After saying this, she turned and walked away without looking back, and soon disappeared into the endless night.

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In this world, no matter who encounters something that cannot be solved, the first reaction will always be to find Lu Xiaofeng, because this person is smart and nosy.

In the past month, a major event has happened in the rivers and lakes.

The initiator of this great event was a man, a man who could embroider, not only embroidery, but also the blind. It is said that this person has done sixty or seventy major cases in a month, and all of them have been done by him alone, such as the seventy volumes of priceless calligraphy and paintings in Hua Yuxuan's collection, 800,000 taels of silver in Zhenyuan, a batch of red goods in Zhendongbao, and 90,000 taels of gold leaves in Jinshahe...... The nearest case is to stab Jiang Chongwei, the head of the Pingnan Palace, and steal the Eighteen Night Pearls in the palace.

This can be said to be an unsolvable matter, so in order to solve the case, someone found Lu Xiaofeng, who was his best friend, the bitter gourd master among the four Shaolin monks.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the one with the most jewels in the world is the Yan family in Guanzhong, but the real richest person is Huo Xiu. Wang Chan is now not only the owner of the Jeweled Pavilion, but also the owner of the first floor of Tsing Yi, and naturally no one in this world is richer than him.

A large part of the wealth circulating in the market comes from him. Therefore, at least half of the sixty or seventy major cases committed by the embroidery thief were cut from him.

The words that Gongsun Lan said after leaving that day were finally fulfilled, and after seeking cooperation to no avail, the hands behind her back were finally about to make a move on Wang Chan.

For Wang Chan, this money is not earned by him, so it is not a pity to lose any amount.

But it's not about money.

Wang Chan is a man, since the other party has already made a move on him, then he will not back down. If others respect him, he will repay them, but if anyone offends him, he will never be soft.

Since the battle with Gongsun Lan that day, Wang Chan has more confidence in restoring that sword, and after a month of comprehension, he believes that if Lu Xiaofeng faces this sword again at this time, those two fingers may no longer work.

On this day, Wang Chan lifted his sword out of the Qinglou, and Lu Xiaofeng was ordered to break the embroidery.

Wang Chan didn't know if Jin Jiuling had contact with the mastermind behind the scenes, but since he was the one who robbed him of his gold, silver and jewelry, then the first person Wang Chan had to deal with was naturally him.

Wearing the stars and the moon, galloping on horseback.

At dawn, Wang Chan suddenly stopped at the door of a tofu shop in a small village, filled with the aroma of hot soy milk in the morning breeze.

The tofu shop is also lit with dim lights. A man is squatting in the corner, holding a bowl of hot soy milk. The light shone on his head, and his head glowed. This man is a monk. This monk also has big ears and is very blessed. But the clothes on his body were dirty and torn, and a pair of straw sandals on his feet were almost rotten.

Seeing the most eccentric monk in the world, Wang Chan smiled on his face and turned over and dismounted.

"Boss, come to a bowl of hot soy milk, sugar and three spoonfuls. ”

"Okay!"

The boss had a smile on his face, and soon filled a bowl of soy milk and brought it to Wang Chan. Wang Chan stretched out his hand to take it, took a sip, and felt that his body was warm.

At this moment, Wang Chan suddenly smiled and said, "Honest monk, have you done anything dishonest recently?"

Hearing this, the honest monk was taken aback, and even the soy milk in the bowl was spilled out, and when he turned around to see that it was Wang Chan, he calmed down.

"Monk, I don't know this donor, why do you bother to make fun of me. Monk, since I am honest, how can I do dishonest things. ”

"The monk who lied to his face still dared to claim to be honest, this is really a wonder in the world, I don't know if the Buddha knew, would he be so angry that he would slap you to death. The corners of Wang Chan's mouth raised slightly, and he laughed softly. (To be continued.) )