Chapter 195: It is difficult to distinguish between weak and delicate women, and the disciples are full of good fortune and disaster.
I remember Xu Xiao said that when he was young, he was beaten to death and died for the first time.
His Highness the Prince stood at the top of the city and looked down at the whole city. At this time, the Yan returned to the Guanguan to be quiet and quiet, just like an old woman dozing off. However, His Highness the Prince was sure that the old woman had nothing to do with kindness. Once she struggled to death, she would be extremely hideous. There was only Xu Fengnian on the top of the city wall. He slowly walked to the east wall to capture the audience and saw a stone tablet. After squatting down, he looked carefully and found that it was the masterpiece of Yu Liang, a master of Beimang calligraphy. The inscriptions are obscure and mixed with too many Buddhist terms. Most people cannot recognize them at all. However, Yu Liang’s writings are too extensively cited and pondered, but his calligraphy is first-class. Today, when the four masters of calligraphy were named, the Beimang was the first-class Yu Liang, who served as the military counselor of the military armor, was on the list. Even the literary world of the Liyang Dynasty sincerely praised “Yulong’s claws have bones, metal and stone energy in his words.” The Queen of Beimang also favored this “Chen” and once joked to a close minister: “Yu Liang is skilled and skilled in his knowledge. He seeks favor with his words and is grateful for his writing. He is like a bird dependent on others, and is sincerely close to me. I should love Yu Liang.”
Xu Fengnian sat cross-legged and read the “Record of Buddha’s Shrine” word by word. After reading it, he laughed and said, “Yu everyone, Yu everyone, I will tell a half-bian woman that the feeling of being a bird dependent on others, it’s not good.”
Then Xu Fengnian turned his head and asked with a smile, “This girl, I like to listen to me reading “Record of Buddha’s Shrine”.”
Behind His Highness the prince was the mountain that was accidentally green and Huang Baozhuang.
An ancient sword hanging around her waist is one of the three famous swords that have been treasured for four hundred years in the Sword Mansion. It is rumored that the sword pattern is like nine green snakes, placed in the water, wandering like a living thing.
Huang Baozhuang, who looked like frost on Qi Jian Yuefu, showed a hint of shyness.
Xu Fengnian was inevitably surprised. It was harder to find a shallow-skinned woman at Yan Huiguan than climbing to the sky. Besides, she was still as beautiful as ninety-month. He glanced at the scabbard wrapped in green silk and asked, “The girl is from the Qi Jian Yuefu.”
She hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Xu Fengnian stood up and bowed, “In the Xu Palace box, the palace hall, the sword box.”
Huang Baozhuang returned the gift with the unique sword ritual of the chess and sword Yuefu.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Fengnian suddenly rose up and rushed to the woman. He pressed her heart with one hand to lock her energy, pinched her chin with the other hand, forced her to open her mouth, and squinted her eyes to look into her mouth, “As I expected, my master once taught me some lost physiognomy. I only remember the six most magical types, including the celestial and dragon concubine appearance. This girl actually had two types. She should have been unable to bear it and died suddenly. There must be the only witnessed and recorded Lizhu in the vast history, growing in the girl’s body. What a dragon ball under the chin of a Lilong!”
There was a red pearl hanging in Huang Baozhuang’s mouth. After she opened her mouth, it was difficult to hide the flowing light of the thousand-year-old Lizhu. After she opened her mouth, she could no longer hide the radiance of the thousand-year-old Lizhu. What a dragon ball spitting under her chin!”
There was a red pearl hanging in Huang Baozhuang’s mouth. After she opened her mouth, it was difficult to hide the flowing light of the thousand-year-old Lizhu..
Huang Baozhuang’s tears slid down her cheeks like beads, and her eyes gradually dissipated, but she still tried her best to say hoarsely: “You run away!”
The woman was like a dragon, spitting black beads on her mouth.
The national scholar Li Yuanying once told His Highness the Crown Prince that he only chose six kinds of things to remember. There are only one who has truly seen, Gonggong Xiang, and both of them are like this. The younger brother Xu Longxiang, and the servant brought by the Lu family in Qingzhou, Lu Dou, the double-pupil son. Huang Man’er and this Chongpin, who once saved Lu Chengyan under the sharp claws of the mountain bear, were both born with amazing physical strength. Even if they did not practice martial arts and exercise their bodies in their natural state, they could carry a thousand-pound cauldron and tear a tiger and leopard with their innate gifts, which was like a help from gods. But the woman who walked out of the chess and swords in front of her was the celestial and human appearance that the Taoist real person was salivating, and the dream of dragon concubine in the joyful dual cultivation of Tantric Buddhism. For example, this type of person is like a living ginseng wandering on the street, how can it not make people have evil thoughts?
Besides, she has both sides. Unless she has the body like Huang Man’er, she can’t bear it at all. She can jump to this day and can only rely on the radiant pearl that the Queen of the Great Qin put her mouth into the coffin eight hundred years ago. I only heard of such a god bead being robbed in the previous dynasty, but no news of discovering it has been spread throughout the world.
When Xu Fengnian saw the woman spitting out the beads, she subconsciously forced Li Zhu back to her mouth, but it was too late. Her silent eyes suddenly changed, and without any warning, turned into red and purple eyes, shining brightly. Xu Fengnian was frightened and responded quickly. He couldn’t stop the dragon from spitting the beads. He immediately pressed down on the hilt of the spring thunder knife with his left hand, and pushed hard with his right hand, trying to disperse the surging aura of the thunder in her body. At this moment, he didn’t care whether the ball of pigeon meat in the palm of his hand was soft or hard. As for men and women not to kiss him, it was even more a joke. If he was distracted at all, he might have to explain his life here inexplicably.
Sweat was oozing from Xu Fengnian’s forehead, and the Dahuang Ting that Wang Chonglou poured into his body absorbed eight points. He was still completely at a disadvantage under the premise of purely confronting this woman! The woman’s eyes were rolling around, like a ghost walking backwards on the road to the underworld, slowly adapting to a world completely different from the underworld. Not only was his right hand suspected of taking advantage of the situation, Xu Fengnian’s left hand, which was stuck on the spring thunder, was unable to move, just like a sculpture standing in front of a woman, maintaining a seemingly intimate and warm, but actually extremely dangerous. Her eyes finally had a focal length, staring at Xu Fengnian’s face, who was close to her, and the pearls happily swirled around the woman, bringing out a touch of fluorescent light in the twilight.
I don’t know if it can be considered as a chess sword, the woman who made up the Yuefu, stretched out a slender finger and gently tapped it between Xu Fengnian’s eyebrows.
Xu Fengnian’s qi burst almost inch by inch, making a sound of a string of soybeans bursting in the pot. You can imagine how abundant the crown prince’s qi is and how huge the pain is. The torture of being cut into pieces must be more terrifying than cutting in half with one knife. During this period, Wang Xianzhi’s sword score is studied,That page explains the qi operation route of the sword energy rolling on the dragon wall, which makes Xu Fengnian, who is sailing against the current, can already bear the bone-breathing tremor that makes ordinary people faint. The more they are, the more they suffer.
It seemed that because of some surprise that Xu Fengnian was not killed by a blink of an eye, the woman tilted her head stiffly and slowly, then looked down and saw Chunlei unsheathed one inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then sheathed most of the time. She kept going back and forth, finally unsheathed to two and a half inches. Her patience was also exhausted, and she shot Xu Fengnian on the back of her hand. The spring thunder completely returned to the sheath in an instant. Not only that, the remaining force of the spring thunder knife hitting the sheath made the short knife swing upwards on Xu Fengnian’s left waist, and then her left hand pushed Xu Fengnian’s chest with a “soft” push.
Xu Fengnian’s feet left the ground, and he collided with a knife to the stone tablet of “The Buddha’s Sword”. The three-inch thick solid stone tablet was not broken, but was affected by the chaos in Xu Fengnian’s body. The entire tall monument instantly smashed into countless pieces of gravel.
After Xu Fengnian stood firm, she was neither shocked nor afraid nor sad nor happy. She suppressed the pain slightly, and barely emphasized the movement of the qi machine. She held Chunlei with her left hand, looked up and saw that she was not in a hurry to chase her, and raised her right hand to wipe away the scarlet blood from the corner of her mouth.
I don’t know how Qi Jian Yuefu raised such a weird woman. She twisted her neck and looked at Xu Fengnian, pulling the corners of her mouth, probably ridiculing his vulnerableness. Then he stretched out a finger and pointed it outside the city wall, reminding Xu Fengnian to try to escape.
So Xu Fengnian did not let her down and rushed to the top of the city. Her toes were a little on the wall of the arrows, but she turned in the air. Chunlei was unsheathed three inches without any stagnation, and her body slammed into the mysterious woman. With her fierce means, she will definitely die when she lands. At the critical moment when the spring thunder was about to be completely pulled out, she took a step forward lightly, and pushed her five-fingered jade hand as thin as green onions, causing Xu Fengnian to stagnate, which just delayed the opportunity for the spring thunder to be unsheathed at the node. Her other hand stretched out and retracted in the air. Xu Fengnian absorbed it like a dragon’s water. The woman suddenly accelerated and walked forward quickly, spreading her arm and slapped it on Xu Fengnian’s chest. Xu Fengnian’s body was like a bow fetus that had been pulled from a full moon, and flew backwards again. The woman continued to move forward, seemingly strolling casually in the garden, but in fact she was so fast that she was eye-catching. She walked to Xu Fengnian’s side with her body floating in the air, and an elbow hit his waist. Xu Fengnian’s body smashed a pit on the side wall. He knelt on one knee and spit out a mouthful of blood stasis. The blue brick floor was covered with red, which was shocking.
She hooked her fingers expressionlessly.
Xu Fengnian silently tapped the ground with the tip of the spring thunder sheath, supported her body with the strength, straightened her waist, and forgot about myself, no pain, no distracting thoughts, and only the page of the essence of the sword energy rolling on the dragon wall in his mind, and the sea of qi was boiling.