When Honghong looked at Young Master Yu, the smile on her face always showed gentleness, concern, and sweetness, a kind of gentleness, concern, and sweetness that can only be found in the eyes of her beloved.

Young Master Yu is the lover in her heart, the god in her heart, and her master.

She has never had anything, possessed anything, or enjoyed anything in him, but she is the one who knows him, understands him, and understands him the most.

She knew him, knew him, knew him more than any wife she slept with.

Especially his hobbies and pleasures.

His hobbies and pleasures, his wives are powerless and unable to help each other, because there is only one hobby and pleasure, and that is the sword, and the sword is also a duel.

Every time the blade of his sword was pulled from his opponent's chest, and blood splattered from it, his body, his soul, felt and enjoyed an indescribable thrill and pleasure.

It's his hobby, it's his fun, and it's his fault.

His wives are not only powerless, unable to help, but also unwilling to help, which not only makes them lonely, empty, and crazy in the middle of the night, but also panic, fear, and nothingness

Help to spend every day.

The eldest wife, Han Coao, has become crazy and crazy because of this, and her mind is not normal, she bumpers and smashes in the yard with her hair scattered all day long, but she is screaming and roaring ...... night.

On the eve of the duel, he usually does nothing, does not want to do anything, just lies quietly, motionless like dead flesh, forcing his heart to calm down, forcing himself to do every muscle

Enough to get enough rest.

He lay on the bluestone in the maple forest, admiring the red.

Honghong played the lute and danced.

The sound of the pipa seems to be a lonely girl telling her lovesickness and pain in front of her beloved man, with a touch of sadness and love.

Her dancing posture is charming but not seductive, beautiful but not enchanting, teasing and seducing without a trace of evil and debauchery, especially when the two buds in front of her body are swaying up and down, like swaying and rippling in spring

The flowers under the sun in the sky are indescribably pure, clean, confident, and delicate.

In recent years, he has gradually become inseparable from her, she is his intimate girl, but also a partner, as if she is also her parents.

She has done far more than his loved ones, and is much more useful and effective.

She knew him better than he knew himself.

He nodded and closed his eyes.

She immediately stopped everything she was doing and stood quietly beside him, standing like a log, silently, doing nothing, quietly looking at him, at his body, at his breath, at his everything.

She looked at him quietly, smiled quietly, quietly gentle, caring, sweet, and her heart was satisfied and happy.

When he awoke, she followed him with his sword.

On the other side of the maple grove, there stood a man with a knife.

The eyebrows were starry, the slender fingers were white from the exertion, there was no trace of blood, and the face was full of ridicule and cruelty.

The man said coldly, "Where's your sword?" ”

Young Master Yu stretched out his hand, and the sword was already in his hand.

The man had no sword in his eyes, staring at the red body, his eyes trembling and twitching with excitement and joy. "I bet you're going to lose," he said. ”

Young Master Yu said, "How can you see it?" ”

This man said: "You must not sleep well, it's no wonder that your body is not empty." ”

Young Master Yu's face was full of disgust. Said: "I lost, it's all yours." ”

The excitement and joy in the man's eyes intensified, and he said, "I lost, and everything I have is yours." ”

The man laughed, crazy, cold, and confident. Said: "The lady of the hall master of the Divine Sword Hall will not be less than yours, nor will she be uglier than you." ”

Young Master Yu's stomach was contracting, his intestines were shaking, and he couldn't help but want to vomit. "Really? ”

The hall master said: "The concubines of Fusang in the emperor's harem and the honey nobles of Goryeo are all with me." ”

Young Master Yu was silent and looked at him coldly.

The hall master said: "It depends on whether you have the ability to take it." ”

Young Master Yu said, "Please." ”

The hall master said, "Please." ”

The hall master drew his knife and swung it.

The sword light flashed, and when the sword light flickered, his people suddenly saw the sword light.

The sword light flashed through his body, like the cold, merciless ghost wind in the cold night, as if it wanted to take away people's souls and spirits.

The hall master fell, and the excitement and joy on his face suddenly froze and froze to death.