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The woman's face was like white jade, and her expression was as cold as frost, not only did not damage her beauty, but added a layer of unattainable mystery and nobility. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man wiped his mustache, reached out and slowly untied the snow-white sable fur, and said with a gentle smile: "It's quite lively here." ”

Only then did everyone turn their eyes to look at him, this man was ordinary-looking, and no one in the crowd would pay much attention.

His eyes are warm and calm, his expression is calm, at first glance, he seems to be very young, but if he looks closely, there is a mature and thick between his eyebrows, especially the two mustaches, which add a little maturity and elegance, this person should be extraordinary.

In fact, as long as a man can be by such a woman's side, he will not be ordinary, which is what people's subconscious thoughts and thoughts are in their hearts.

"Just sit there. The man took off his ermine coat, stretched out his finger, and walked calmly to the east side of the hall.

The table was close to the window, and you could look out at the scenery from the window, but it was not close to the stove, and it was a little far from the crowd.

The cold woman reached out and took his mink fur, followed him, step by step, came to the table under the window, put the mink fur in the chair next to her, and then sat down, her movements were elegant and graceful, and she was permeated with an indescribable moving demeanor.

People's eyes seemed to meet the iron filings of a magnet, and involuntarily attached to the woman, and their heads turned with her steps.

"Shopkeeper, let's have a few good side dishes first, and let people go to my car to get a wine jug. The man commanded in a warm voice, as if speaking to the people around him, in a soothing tone, but it resounded throughout the hall and everywhere.

"Okay-!" The little two ran over and wiped the table, his movements were swift, he responded happily, and left briskly.

Soon, the felt curtain was lifted again, and with a fresh cold wind, Xiao Er held a white jade pot with a simple style, and walked in cautiously and walking on thin ice.

The white jade pot was warm and crystalline, glowing with a warm luster, and at first glance, even a layman knew that it was worth it.

The old man in brocade squinted his eyes slightly, his essence flashed, and after a glance, he stopped lingering, and slowly closed his eyelids, as if he didn't see anything.

The white jade wine jug was served, and the man took out two delicate white jade cups from his sleeve, and the glacier goddess-like woman stretched out her slender hand and poured it for him.

"Qiu'er, stay here for a day. She gently put down the white jade wine jug and said lightly.

Everyone listened to it in their ears, and her voice was mellow and soft, just right, with a bit of arrogance, and a trace of tenderness, indescribably moving.

"Well, look at this sky, the snow is estimated to fall for a while, so it's good to stay for a day. The man took a sip of the wine and nodded.

The two are Xiao Yuesheng and Wen Yubing, the head of the Shuiyun faction.

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The Shuiyun faction has gradually stepped on the right track, with the Shuiyun jade pendant controlling the formation, the Shuiyun faction can be described as solid, Wen Yubing is also a great success, and with leisure, as soon as Xiao Yuesheng proposed to go out for a walk, she agreed to come down.

The master and apprentice went out of the land of Sichuan and Shu, and along the way they enjoyed the famous mountains and rivers, rivers and lakes, and went all the way to Dengzhou Mansion.

Every two days, Xiao Yuesheng would perform a teleportation technique, return to the Cold Valley, take a look at the situation of the Water Cloud Sect, and if there was nothing to do, he went back again and continued to visit.

Along the way, the two got along alone, and under the subtle influence of Xiao Yuesheng, Wen Yubing seemed to gradually look at his master's identity, just like an ordinary woman, pouring wine and tea for Xiao Yuesheng.

It sounds a little unbelievable, but it is also Xiao Yuesheng's extraordinary means, he subconsciously did not regard Wen Yubing as a master, and unconsciously affected Wen Yubing.

Wen Yubing looks cold on the outside, but her surname is weak, when she faces Xiao Yuesheng, she is even more unbearable, a little more spoiled, let her help pour the wine, she glared at him a few times at first, but she also relied on him, and later, she was used to it and didn't say more.

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Everyone in the hall looked at Xiao Yuesheng, and their eyes unconsciously carried a little resentment, but unfortunately a flower was inserted in cow dung, which was really tyrannical!

The girl Qing'er wanted to get up, but the placket of her clothes was pulled, and when she looked down, she saw that Aunt Qing was giving her a look and signaling her not to move.

Although she was unwilling, she couldn't disobey Aunt Qing's wishes, so she could only pout, sit with a snort, and stared at Xiao Yuesheng with bright apricot eyes without blinking.

"It is said that the most beautiful woman in the Shuiyun Sect is not the Spicy Hand Fairy and their disciples, but their master, the head of the Shuiyun Sect, the head of the Wen. The handsome young man played with the jade pendant on his waist and said casually.

"Really?!" Qing'er's eyes widened suddenly, and she hurriedly turned her head and asked.

"It's a pity that I haven't seen Master Wen below. The handsome young man waved his hand, and his jade-like face showed a look of helplessness.

"Oh......" Qing'er was deflated, and suddenly wilted, listless, as if the crops had been drought.

"Hey, I've heard this rumor. The bearded man nodded heavily, he drank half of the altar of bamboo leaves, but his face did not change, and the amount of praise that Qing'er praised was unintentional.

"This Wen master is more mysterious, he has always been low-key, indifferent to fame and fortune," the young swordsman sitting on the west side of the hall nodded, his eyes were bright and compelling, and the heroism between his eyebrows gradually faded, and sighed softly: "And it is always covered with white veil,...... Outsiders who have seen her true face are afraid that there are only the heads of the six major sects!"

"Maybe she doesn't want people to see her because she's not beautiful. Qing'er still didn't give up, and her dark eyes rolled around: "No one else has seen her appearance?"

"Except for the disciples of the Water Cloud Sect, outsiders are afraid that they have rarely seen it. The young swordsman nodded, stiff-headed.

"That Wen is indeed extremely beautiful. The handsome young man put down the jade pendant on his waist and said casually: "Pei Jinyi Woman, Zhou Zhiruo Woman, and the disciples of the Shuiyun Sect are all rare beauties in the martial arts, but compared with the head of Wen, they are a step behind, and she is called the first beauty in the martial arts, she deserves it, this is Tang Wen of the Kongtong faction...... What Master Tang said!"

"What is the relationship between this young man and the Kongtong faction?" the bearded man turned his head and asked in surprise.

"Enemy!" the handsome man burst out of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of snow-white and shiny teeth.

Xiao Yuesheng, who was raising a glass and drinking, couldn't help but smile, and gently transmitted a voice in Wen Yubing's ear: "A woman dressed as a man is a little girl." ”

Wen Yubing bowed slightly, she didn't care about these things.

Seeing the grim face of the girl dressed as a man, the big man no longer asked, but turned his head, drank a big bowl, and said with a smile: "Let's be a rough man, those beauties of the Shuiyun Sect are out of reach, but don't mention it again, so as not to cause unpleasantness." ”

"Yes, yes, those fairy-like women, it's not that we can afford to climb high, let's talk about the rising stars in the martial arts!" A middle-aged man suddenly spoke, his face was yellow, as if he was sick, but his spirit was vibrant, not like a sick appearance, he smiled: "...... I heard that the most famous one recently is a three-ring sword?"

Dahan drank another big bowl of bamboo leaf green, and nodded heavily: "Three-ring sword Cheng Yuanzhen, that's a rising star who has risen like a comet, and the limelight is in full swing, faintly overshadowing the young heroes of today's younger generation!"

He seemed to be inquiring about something, and there was nothing he didn't know, which made everyone in the hall admire.

"It is said that Cheng Yuanzhen's battle for fame was at the entrance ceremony of the Water Cloud Sect?" asked the young swordsman on the west side of the hall.

"Yes, if it weren't for being in the Water Cloud Sect, he wouldn't have become famous so quickly,...... You must know that the guests invited to the entrance ceremony of the Water Cloud Sect are all famous people, and a word came out of their mouths, and the speed of transmission is not comparable to ordinary people!" The big man was already slightly drunk, and his eyes were slightly scattered.

"The so-called times make heroes, that's it. The crisp voice suddenly interjected, and when people looked at it, it was Qing'er dressed in red, with a solemn face at this time, which made people laugh.

"The girl's words are reasonable. The big man nodded heavily, with a serious expression: "However, that Cheng Shaoxia's three-ring sword is indeed good, the sword is like lightning, and he has almost never met an opponent!"

"Then I'll have to see it. Qing'er's interest was mobilized again, and she looked at Aunt Qing beside her, and saw that she didn't show any dissatisfied expression, and couldn't help but be even more excited.

"Actually, what my Lao Zhang envy the most is that Xiao Nanqiu, there is only one man in the entire Shuiyun Sect, he can pick flowers as much as possible, which one to pick, isn't it up to his surname?......!

The people listened harshly, and looked sideways at him, but it was four people sitting at a table, with a full meal on the table, and their faces were flushed, and it was obvious that the wine was strong.

Qing'er, who was dressed in red, stood up, pinched her waist, pointed her fingers, her face turned red with anger, and shouted in a coquettish voice: "You bad person, so dirty, get out of this girl-!"

"Who are you?" the man's voice was hoarse, his face was ordinary, his eyes wandering, and his gaze was always on the woman.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to tell you, get out of here!" Qing'er replied angrily.

"Hehe, this is not your house, can you manage it?!" The man glanced at Qing'er, his eyes bright, and glanced at her chest and abdomen.

"Looking for a fight!" Qing'er's anger rose again, and her little hand grabbed the hat on the table and threw it out vigorously.

The hat spun at high speed and flew over, like a flying cymbal, and it was also extremely fast.

The man was glancing at Qing'er's towering chest, his mind was not belonging, and when he reacted, it was too late, so he was busy and fell on the table, but his turban was cut off.

"Qing'er!" Aunt Qing said coquettishly.

"Hmph, let you know how powerful this girl is!" Qing'er snorted in a coquettish voice as she looked at the man with her cloak triumphantly.

(To be continued)