Chapter 180: Half a Wooden Hairpin
The entrance to the dry well is small, the inside is empty, as soon as she enters, her eyes are all black, Shan Liye is not panicked, when Fu Huayin just taught her to practice martial arts, she asked her to catch crows in the dark night, such training day after day, her ear power is unusual, even in the dark, she can listen to the voice.
The woman in black took advantage of the moment she was blind when she entered the well and wanted to sneak attack, this kind of little trick couldn't make it difficult for her at all.
In the confined space, the air is difficult to circulate, and an imperceptible faint peony fragrance enters the nose, which is the rouge fragrance on the woman in black.
On that day, he built a small building in the middle of the lake and rescued the people who moved from the jade.
It's also this woman in black!
Yang Mengqi was frightened, and was about to get up and go to the well to have a look, but he felt that his feet shook violently, and after a while, the two women broke out of the well one after the other, and the woman in black who came out first took a few steps back, covering her shoulder, as if she was injured.
The woman in the snowsuit who came out of the back stood comfortably.
Seeing that it was unscathed, Yang Mengqi breathed a sigh of relief.
The sharp gaze of the woman in black flashed, and she did not stop, the palm shadow rose again, and directly split the white figure, the snow-clothed woman toe lightly, flew backwards, and did not turn around until she reached the courtyard pillar, and the palm wind split on the pillar, instantly shattering into pieces.
Yang Mengqi looked closely at the two people under the eaves of the corridor constantly flashing their hands, the figures were heavy, the palm shadow hit the light continuously, the woman in black made a dead hand, and her claws stretched out to the body of the woman in snow, the woman in snow either dodged, or leaned to avoid, or raised her hand to block, every time she passed, the pillar behind the woman in snow was dug out of a deep scratch, recessed, and broken.
The ruins, the old pavilions, are dilapidated.
The two hit the center of the courtyard again, and the woman in snow found a hole, and her slender five fingers were left on the woman in black.
Looking at it again, the snow-clothed woman's back was not much better, the white cloth wrapped in the sword was broken a lot by the black-clothed woman, after the two palmed each other, they retreated with a touch, and the white cloth wrapped in the sword behind the snow-clothed woman's back suddenly exploded, shattered in the air, and strips of rags fluttered.
The Ice Sword was revealed.
Sword spike pendant, wobbly and dangling.
"You want the Ice Sword?"
Raising his eyebrows, Shan Liye pondered this woman's tricks, and this woman almost always stretched out behind her back, intending to grab the sword.
Ice and fire are said to have secret treasures.
It's not surprising that someone wants to.
"Snow brake girl, sure enough, your kung fu is good." The woman in black didn't answer her, just praised her insincerely, looked down at the broken sleeve on her forearm, the woman in black looked cold, and the hidden weapon in her hand moved again, and the three shell beads were sent out.
Seeing the dark bead shining on the face of the Buddha, Shan Liye dodged in the air, Bei Zhu grazed her side and nailed it to the pillar, during this period, the woman in black flew backwards, jumped over the eaves, and soon disappeared.
The white sleeves were retracted, and after landing, Shan Liye was silent, and did not rush to chase after it, allowing the black shadow to get farther and farther away.
This woman in black......
Martial arts are also good.
She stretched out her hand, touched the sword behind her back, touched the blood phoenix jade hanging tassel under the hilt, lowered her eyes, and her eyebrows sank slightly.
Yang Mengqi looked at it, I don't know what she was thinking, in this competition, she had never used a sword from beginning to end, if she played with a sword, what would it look like?
was about to walk over, but the turmoil continued, one wave was not settled, and another wave arose, and people from nowhere quickly attacked while she was out of her mind.
Yang Mengqi's ink pupils tightened, and he raised the color of his heart.
"Girl, be careful!"
Shan Liye was a little surprised.
She knew that someone was sneak attacking, but she didn't know that this seriously injured young man dared to fight so hard, suddenly flashed forward, unexpectedly grabbed her wrist, and dragged her behind her to protect her.
The silver needle that was forbearance between the fingers was collected.
It's not that she didn't have time to make a move, but with this young man willingly blocking it, she doesn't need to send a secret weapon.
The courtyard is silent.
In the face of the sneak attacker's sword, the young man seemed to be a little unable to support it, and sweat broke out on his forehead, but he still refused to back down, for fear that if he retreated half a point, he would hurt her behind him.
But Shan Liye was not too moved, it was not the first time that this young man was helping others, and when he was faced with Luo Qiulian wanting to kill someone, he also looked like this to stop him, as if he didn't think about what the consequences would be.
Seeing that this sneak attacker was unrelenting, as if he wanted to suppress this young man, Shan Liye couldn't see it after all, and raised the two fingers of his left hand and touched the young man's back, injecting a force, making him energetic and flowing to the sword.
Suddenly, the air flow on the sword fluctuated, and the sneak attacker's eyebrows were deep, and he was forced to jump to avoid it.
The sword qi did not stop, sweeping across the courtyard, and after the sound of the explosion, the dust in the courtyard rose up, and the fallen leaves rustled, and it was even more of a mess.
Yang Mengqi breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the sneak attacker, although he was also dressed in black, but it was a unique black shirt, and this person was not covered like the woman in black just now, only to see that his outline was spacious, his face was serious, and his eyes were cold and impersonal.
Yang Mengqi unconsciously guarded the people behind him.
The man said coldly: "My master, I have asked Miss Shan to take a trip." ”
Single girl?
Isn't her surname Dragon?
Yang Mengqi was puzzled: "Who is the master of your family?" ”
"Matters that have nothing to do with you, ask less and worry less." The man is cold and unkind, and very hostile to people.
"What Yang Gongzi asked is also what I want to know." Shan Liye did not avoid the man's gaze, but had more meaning: "Who is the master of your family, you might as well report your name and surname generously." ”
Hearing this Yang Gongzi, Yang Mengqi looked at her, his eyes were deep, he had never reported his name, but she could remember his surname.
Seeing Yang Mengqi's gaze, the man sneered: "I didn't know that the dignified snow brake girl needed to hide behind a seriously injured man, this person, I'm afraid that even my palm can't withstand it." ”
"You-" Yang Mengqi's face was displeased.
But the man was telling the truth, and he couldn't refute it.
After Shan Liye understood what she meant, she lowered her eyes, which undoubtedly flashed with a hint of complexity, and she said lightly: "Young Master Yang, you can let go of my hand." ”
Yang Mengqi looked down, and he didn't realize that he had been holding her slender wrist for a long time.
After hearing her words, his face was red, his ears were red, he subconsciously let go, and his speech was like biting his tongue: "Risk...... Offended the girl. ”
Raising his eyes, Shan Liye's complexion had returned to normal, he didn't say anything, he spread his body and flew away, the man followed when he saw this, and seeing the two of them leaving tacitly, a trace of amazement flashed in Yang Mengqi's heart.
In the end, it's him who is nosy.
He touched the whipped chest, and was about to leave, when his eyes unintentionally fell to the ground.
There is a wooden hairpin that has been broken in half.
It was one of the strands in her black hair.
He recognizes.
Thinking about it, it was accidentally cut off when she was fighting with the woman in black, he bent down to pick up half of the hairpin, and lightly stroked the pattern at the end of the hairpin, his eyes were tight.