Fifteen years ago, there was a person in the northwest of Yan who was widely known, that person called himself "Iron Palm" on the rivers and lakes, and relied on a pair of rock-solid palms to defeat all opponents.

Everyone disagrees and has their own opinions, but the evil deeds committed by the martial arts monk make most people hate and hate, so everyone achieves a goal, it is bound to eliminate the big devil who is a disaster in the martial arts, thirty-six people go up the mountain, and the few who take the lead are the masters of the six realms of martial arts.

Seeing that the group of people was not good, the martial arts monk did not have a trace of timidity, but his eyes became more and more fierce, and he stepped forward to fight with everyone without saying a word.

The Iron Palm Warrior was entangled with them for four full hours, and gradually exhausted, and people were most likely to make mistakes when they were at their weakest, so the twenty-one people who still had the strength to fight rushed up, and the Iron Palm Warrior was difficult to parry, and was wounded, and finally was forced to jump off the cliff to die, and no one knows whether the Warrior died.

Pei Chunyan's posture swept through the air, his knees lifted the thick skirt, his arms raised horizontally and his backhand held the sword, and his movements were as smooth and elegant as the samurai of Dongying Island drawing a sword.

Yu Huai stretched out his five fingers and tried to shake the sword qi with his fingertips, there was a slight imperceptible movement behind him, he glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and his eyebrows trembled.

Behind him was another sword shadow.

"Good guy, Qinglian Sword Formation, heaven, earth and man are three talents and one sword, first use the gossip position as a bait, and then use the big open position, which is the word of heaven, and then close the Kun word, point out the word of the ground, and finally use the Western Xun character as the human word, forming the upper, middle and lower three sword qi, and there is a sword qi hidden under my feet. Yu Huai looked at the woman in the green shirt with a very prosperous gaze, as if he had discovered the treasure of the world.

"Don't hide it from the seniors, there is indeed a sword qi, but whether the seniors can crack it depends on two words. ”

"Hum. "I want to hurt the canal water halfway up, rippling and rippling, seven or eight budding lotus canopies trembling and shaking off the crystal water droplets, and the storm seems to be brewing under my feet.

"The little girl will open your eyes today! The old man also has the kung fu to press the bottom of the box!"

Yu Huai's figure suddenly soared into the sky, and when he reached the height of three zhang, he churned, like those immortals wandering in the Nine Heavens Cloud Court.

With the palm facing down, a force of energy is unstoppable, like Mount Tai descending.

"Boom!" Yu Huai smashed his fist on Wuping, and smoke billowed out.

The jet-black qi ran through the lotus pond water, and the pool water boiled and burst out, and the power of this punch not only flattened the lotus array, but also spread to all sides, and the two sword qi turned into clouds of smoke as soon as they met.

At this moment, a sword qi went down and up, approaching the jaw, but it deviated a few inches and stabbed him in the shoulder, Yu Huai's face did not change, he tied the sword body with one hand, and then raised his free right hand and waved it towards the sword holder.

Everything subsided, one person stood in the center of Wuping, and the other person was half-kneeling under the field, Pei Chunyan's face was a little pale, and his red lips trembled slightly.

"The little girl's swordsmanship is good, but she still needs to be sharpened. Yu Huai grabbed the sword and pulled it lightly, and the long sword flew out upside down and landed next to the woman in the green shirt.

"Teach the seniors today, and the younger generations will remember them for the rest of their lives. The woman in the green shirt stood slowly, picked up her sword and bent down to salute, and retreated silently in front of everyone.

"Miss Pei is really amazing......" Lu Jingyuan witnessed the whole competition, and was dumbfounded, but because of his image of the jade tree facing the wind, the surface was not too public, and he stared at the back of the woman in the green shirt and sighed.

"Is Childe inferior?" Ziling quietly looked at the middle-aged old man on the stage, and the latter found that her gaze couldn't help but restrain a little momentum, it was the restraint of mortals looking up to the fairy, but no one in the more than twenty people up and down Wuping noticed this kind of change that penetrated into the bones except for the two of them.

"You girl wants to be beaten again, don't you? Lu Jingyuan casually retracted his gaze and tilted his head.

"Childe, the slave maid just said it wrong, it is the Pei girl who envies the son, the son is dignified, chic and majestic, the family background is illustrious, Zhong Ming Ding eats, is sought after by thousands of boudoir beauties, and is a proud disciple of the martial arts master, and the son is only eight buckets high......"

"How do I feel you're perfunctory to me......"

"What's the matter, don't do it, childe...... Ziling knew that she was wrong......"

"Childe, you lighten it! it hurts! it hurts!"

"Okay, you Ziling's hand hasn't touched you!"

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Furao Huan is a ring-shaped copper pillar attic, the attic has twenty-four zhang high, each floor of the outer ring has a superior view of the Accord fifty or sixty rooms for a dry status of luxury, the status of the distinguished guests to enjoy, the center of the ring is a high-rise building like a lotus rod, each layer horizontally gives birth to a side and the lotus rod perpendicular to the canopy platform suspended in mid-air, the lotus platform is the place platform for the performance and dance of the art Ji red card.

"Zheng Gongzi really found a good time today, the concubine will tell you, recently we have a new batch of dancers from Xiliang Kingdom, who are all charming and charming, dancing like fairies, just like that...... Oh, it's the classical fairy painted on the Dunhuang murals of the Western Liang Kingdom, and you are guaranteed to be satisfied. ”

A plump middle-aged woman dressed in palace clothes, walking in front of the two, Zheng Yunxiao and Bai Yu slowly stepped on the golden dragon ladder leading to the tenth floor, the emaciated young monk looked down, the narrow stone staircase was like a dragon with golden scales, condescending as if in a sea of ethereal clouds.

Just looking down makes people dizzy.

"Bai Gongzi is quite satisfied with our small building, if you don't have fun, I'll call the Oiran to accompany you to drink and make a fuss?" The woman in palace clothes turned her head to look at Bai Yu, who smiled slightly and was not dissatisfied.

The woman in the palace costume is one of the most powerful people in this Red Mansion, and on weekdays, the Red Mansion receives many merchants who are like oxen and consumes, and it has always been divided into three, six, nine and so on. The top is naturally as the Bodhisattva Emperor so humble and respectful to worship, the second class is to hold the bridge high and wait, the third class is kind and pleasant to invite into the high pavilion, in the following order sharply reduced, like the last stream, can give you a place to squeeze in a big hug a few mouthfuls of eyes is gratifying, if it is like touching the girl in the Red Mansion? Take the opportunity to rub the oil? Sorry, you will be beaten half of your body if you are not allowed.

The woman in the palace dress rarely appeared on weekdays, and I heard that she was the concubine of a powerful court official in Yangzhou City, so the woman was also a high-spirited lord.

"Will Fu Huan also smuggle some young women from the Xiliang Kingdom?" Bai Yu saw many foreign women who were not very old but not good, and they only looked at them a few times each time, and they never recorded their appearance.

In his opinion, the world has been fighting for many years, the warlords have risen everywhere, and there are countless women who have been displaced, and some women who are still good have been divided by the surrounding powers and handed over to the imperial court to be trained as palace prostitutes and official prostitutes.

"Now that business is not doing well, if we don't bring in some fresh blood to channel the activity, then our 30-year-old song building will be on the verge of closing...... That's why I've recently introduced exotic girls on a large scale, all to resist the decline. ”

"How many years has it been since the fall of the Western Liang Kingdom?" Bai Yu suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Well, if I do the math carefully, it's about five years from the thirtieth year of Chongjia, right?" Although she is not in the peach and plum years, the face of the beautiful woman is smeared with a layer of faint powder, and she is born with a pair of pleasing peach blossoms with dewy eyes, and there are crystal flashes in her eyes when she laughs, and the corners of the beautiful woman's eyes are engraved with fine lines, like silver threads that sink into the skin.

The woman in the palace will not be more than forty years old, and she is better than having the skill to stay in the face, and the maintenance is methodical, and the figure is still not inferior to those red card artists in the cabinet, although she has not danced for many years, the woman's posture is still like a willow on the riverside, plump and plump.

"Five years ago, the Western Liang Kingdom was razed in one fell swoop by the Great Zhou and Yan Zhao combined 500,000 troops, the Great Zhou sent 300,000 iron cavalry from the north, and my Yan State attacked all the way from Longzhong to Qinping with 200,000 infantry armor brigades, like a direct smashing of the Yellow Dragon, which forced the Xiliang Emperor to flee to the far frontier, and the Xiliang Emperor was humiliated and pulled out his sword to kill himself, and the Xiliang Imperial Court was completely destroyed. ”

"Qinping Palace's seven thousand palace servants were killed and buried alive, nearly 800 concubines in the harem Zhaoyi died and escaped from the arrest, those who died or surrendered to protect their lives There are no less than 1,000 civil and military officials, and then the Great Zhou raised a nest among the many royal relatives in Xiliang and wasted himself as the king of Xiliang, and set up a special protectorate in Qinping by the central minister of the Great Zhou, ostensibly supporting the king of Xiliang, but in fact, the power of Xiliang was controlled by Du Hu, and Xiliang will never turn over. Bai Yu put his hand behind his back and sighed for a while, and the middle-aged woman was stunned and immediately smiled.

"Bai Gongzi has great righteousness, how can we, the common people, care about the affairs of the country, let alone the survival of foreign countries, as long as we live our own lives, we will seek the welfare of the country. ”

"You're right, hey, by the way, which girl are you going to take us to see?" Bai Yu sat in the accord and looked at the hanging lotus platform, the high platform was dazzling and there was a light dance fluttering, but those women were too rouge and cheesy, and they couldn't climb the hall of elegance.

"Bai Gongzi is a little restless, and the concubine will go to order immediately. The woman waved her hand and summoned a pock-faced servant, whispered a few words in the servant's ear, and the servant hurried out of the chamber.

The hot tea on the table was half cool, the light curtain on the stage was suddenly colorful, a curtain fell, there was a rustling sound swaying, and in a few blinks of an eye, the curtain was lifted.

A huge shell is surrounded by all the dancing girls, there are nine shadows on the table, wearing a Yin cicada yarn smoke Luo skirt, with a begonia jade hairpin on the head, those dancing young women raise their hands and feet to move naturally, without any delay and twisting, the lotus root arm is turning, Luo Shang swaying, the dance danced by the nine Xiliang women is the orchestral song "Langshang World" of Qinping Palace, at the moment when the curtain is raised, all the distinguished guests in the twenty-one ring rooms are silent, and their eyes are wide and ready to come out.

A golden ray burst out, and the shell opened its mouth.

A water snake-like figure slowly twisted his waist and stood up, the woman's face was covered with a thin veil, hazy and illusory, even so the woman's vague face was also the kind of immortal who captivated the country and the city, Bai Yu's eyes were straight, and the teacup in the palm of his hand slammed to the ground.

He knew the face.