Chapter 288: Pus
Heaven and earth are secluded. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
On the lonely and lonely martial arts arena of Qingshui Villa, the woman who was sad had long been crying.
At this moment, apart from Luo Qingxue's sad sobs, there seemed to be no other sound here.
Tears slowly fell.
The tears that slipped down can wash away the beauty of yesterday, but at this time it has become a tormented old memory.
The person who was heartbroken, obviously a heart has already been broken, but why is he still so infatuated.
This infatuation seems to be close to attachment.
However, when things have developed to this point, what is the meaning of her persistence?
"Hehe, whose girl is this, crying so sadly, I don't know what tragic things have happened", a slightly sarcastic laughter has come from the gate.
Luo Qingxue looked up suddenly, and immediately saw two enchanting and charming women leaning against the gate, looking at her with a smile - flowers and shadows and the wind fine.
Hua Rongying looked at Luo Qingxue mockingly, waved her hand behind her, and urged: "Two sisters, come and see, there is a tearful person with pear blossoms and rain here, and she is a rare beauty."
"Beauty, how can there be a beauty ......", the second daughter rushed straight in, stood four or five steps away from Luo Qingxue, and stared at Luo Qingxue in a daze for a while, and then, Yue Yiyun shook her head and praised: "Tut-tut, it is indeed a rare beauty, I really can't imagine that in this deserted place, it is not worth the trip."
Xue Fumei said disdainfully: "Sister Yun looks bad, she can be regarded as a beauty even if she looks extremely haggard." In this way, this girl is not a fairy in heaven."
Hua Rongying rolled her eyes and said, "Sister Xue, this is jealous, are you really a fairy?"
Xue Fumei asked knowingly: "Fairy, how can there be a fairy, who is it?"
Hua Langying smiled: "Isn't it like a tearful person crying in front of you?"
Xue Fumei pointed at Luo Qingxue and said, "She"?
Hua Rongying nodded, "Yes."
Xue Fumei smiled and said: "It's just an ordinary village girl, and she can also be called a fairy"?
Hua Langying no longer talked to Xue Fumei, so she simply stopped.
Yue Yiyun immediately answered again: "Sister Xue is wrong this time, she is indeed a fairy."
Xue Fumei still asked knowingly: "Then I don't know if she is that fairy"?
Yue Yiyun said: "On the rivers and lakes today, how many can be called fairies"?
"Oh, I know ......", Xue Fumei suddenly realized, "She's Luo Qingxue, right?"
Yue Yiyun had a look on her face, and smiled helplessly: "Yes, she is the cold fairy Luo Qingxue among the three strange women in the world of martial arts today, 'two immortals and one demon'."
Xue Fumei then said confusedly: "How do you know that she is Luo Qingxue, could it be that you have seen Luo Qingxue herself?"
Yue Yiyun shook her head and said, "Of course I haven't seen Luo Qingxue himself, but it's just a guess."
"Guess"?
"yes, guess. Sister thinks about it, after this Qingshui Villa suffered a catastrophe back then, this place has long been regarded as a place of death. So, who would come here for no reason, of course, only Luo Qingxue, who has thousands of entanglements with Yang Xiaofeng, the only survivor of Qingshui Villa. Moreover, didn't my sister find out that there could be someone like her who had a cold and arrogant temperament, except for the cold fairy Luo Qingxue, who else would be"?
Xue Fumei laughed and said, "Makes sense."
When the four daughters of Fengyue were talking, Luo Qingxue had slowly stood up.
The tears on her face had long since been wiped away.
At this moment, she suddenly returned to her previous indifference.
She seemed to be emitting an extremely strong chill from her body, a chill that penetrated into her bones like ten thousand years of ice.
Her pale face was like a layer of frost, her expression was as cold as the night snow of the moon, and her eyes were like looking at a few dead people, looking coldly at the four daughters of Fengyue.
This is Luo Qingxue.
At this moment, she is the Luo Qingxue who rejects people and thousands of miles away, is cold and arrogant, and is ethereal like a fairy.
"Alas......".
Xue Fumei walked around Luo Qingxue for a week, sighed, and couldn't help shaking her head: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's ......!"
Hua Langying smiled and asked, "What kind of pity does Sister Snow say?"
Xue Fumei sighed: "Such a good woman, but she just fell in love with a pustule, this is like a flower inserted in cow dung, don't you say it's a pity?"
Yue Yiyun covered her mouth and smiled: "My sister has too much control, who do people like, who do they like, what does it matter to you, I want you to worry about it here."
Xue Fumei said very seriously: "I'm not worrying about it, it's just that I'm also a woman, so I just have this feeling."
Luo Qingxue suddenly asked coldly, "Who are you talking about?"
Xue Fumei didn't think about it, and immediately replied: "Of course it's Yang Xiaofeng, who else is there besides him." A man who watched his own sister being killed in front of him, but he couldn't do anything; when he saw the enemy right in front of him, he didn't even have the courage to avenge his sister; in the face of an enemy who didn't share the sky, he couldn't do anything at all. You say, isn't such a person a pustule and a coward?"
Hua Rongying smiled and said: "My sister is wrong, maybe it's just because Yang Xiaofeng is not a man at all."
Luo Qingxue's eyes were cold, but her tone was even colder, colder.
She clenched her teeth, her eyes as cold as frost and snow, stared coldly at Xue Fumei, and said slowly, word by word: "You say it again."
Being watched by Luo Qingxue, Xue Fumei suddenly felt a chill in her heart, and even mixed with a hint of fear, and said coldly at the moment: "I said that Yang Xiaofeng is a useless pustule, a weak coward, and a complete waste ......."
"Stinging ......".
"You are looking for a dead ......", Luo Qingxue suddenly drew her sword in her hand, and before the word death was spoken, the sword in her hand beckoned directly to Xue Fumei.
Xue Fumei seemed to be guarding against her move, and immediately retreated sideways. However, the speed of Luo Qingxue's move was too fast, so although Xue Fumei retreated in time, Luo Qingxue's sword blade still cut a bloody wound half an inch into the flesh and more than five inches long on her left shoulder.
Luo Qingxue injured the enemy with one move, and the move in her hand turned sharply, changing the stab to splitting, from top to bottom, and beckoned to Xue Fumei's left arm again.
As soon as the first day of the fight, Xue Fumei suffered a dark loss. With a muffled snort, he had to retreat again, but Luo Qingxue's sword followed him like a shadow, and it came again in an instant. In a panic, Xue Fumei had lost her sense of proportion and completely fell into passivity. She could no longer dodge Luo Qingxue's sword.
It's just that Luo Qingxue's sword didn't split down after all. Just when her sword was less than an inch away from Xue Fumei's shoulder, Yue Yiyun suddenly made a move, raised the soft whip in her hand, took the move for Xue Fumei, and put her sword away.
Luo Qingxue was taken over by Yue Yiyun, and immediately abandoned the snow burial plum and swung his sword to attack Yue Yiyun.
Yue Yiyun's long whip flew, and in a moment, he and Luo Qingxue went through four moves.
Xue Fumei's side was blocked by Yue Yiyun's sword blade, and she was finally relieved. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my left shoulder, and when I looked back, my entire left shoulder was soaked with blood.
Seeing this, Xue Fumei couldn't help but be furious, roared violently, and didn't care about the pain, she directly pulled out a pair of swimming fish short swords that were no more than a foot long from her waist, stepped forward with a resentful face, and instantly stabbed six swords at Luo Qingxue.
At the moment, Yue Yiyun and Xue Fumei were one left and one right, two swords and one whip, the two weapons were rigid and soft, and they matched each other far and near, and they actually came to attack Luo Qingxue at the same time.