Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 489: The wind is uncertain, but people are still at first

Ye Guying almost forgot why she came to Lingzhou. It seemed like it was to get a dagger?

Where the dagger was... she didn't know, and she didn't ask. In a daze, Xue Mu dragged him to Yanzhifangfang City and entered a clothing store.

Then the huge ready-to-wear shop closed immediately, and a beautiful and elegant woman came over with a smile to get her measurement done.

Only then did Ye Guying wake up and stammered: "What...what are you doing?"

Xue Mu looked around and said to him: "This is our Xingyue Sect's own property. The shops here are basically my Xingyue Sect's seniors..."

"I don't care whose property this is. I want to buy clothes, can't I afford them myself? Do I need you to buy them?"

"Just because..." Xue Mu paused and smiled brightly: "Because I want to see how beautiful you are."

Ye Guying stopped talking, lowered her head and let the beautiful Xingyue Sect woman measure her figure with a smile.

"Elder Ye of Wuhen Dao... He has been famous for a long time as his lone shadow follows the falling leaves and makes ghosts and gods startle. She turns out to be such a great beauty." The woman smiled and said: "This natural jade bone fairy muscle, if you learn it from a young age, Just use the power of the stars and the moon..."

Ye Guying subconsciously counterattacked: "My Wuhen Dao technique is no worse than yours!"

The woman smiled and said: "That's different..."

Ye Guying curled her lips and said nothing.

She knew that if she compared with Xue Qingqiu, or compared with Liu Wanxi and Qin Wuye, she would still be inferior. They really took advantage of the technique... The Wuhendao technique really didn't help much in this regard. On the contrary, it made the person's overall temperament gloomy and gloomy, like a ghost. It was so difficult to compare with normal sects, not as sharp as Mu Jianli's, not as proud and noble as Mo Xuexin's.

Excluding the influence of martial arts, if you just talk about your natural foundation, can you really be worse than them? I’m afraid that’s not the case!

snort……

Xue Mu touched his chin beside him: "By the way, your Wuhen Dao is very fun."

"Where's the fun?"

"There are no traces of chasing souls. Once you enter the world, turmoil arose. Your sect's poetry number is correct, right?"

"yes."

"The leaves fall silently, and the lone bird has no shadow? The lone shadow follows the leaves, and the dagger makes ghosts and gods startle?"

Ye Guying's face turned red, and she didn't know what to say. I already felt so ashamed last time, and this time I almost found a crack in the ground and crawled in.

He didn’t start it by himself, but it wasn’t because of people trying to flatter him... but because there was such a trend and need within the sect, it was given by the sect. The more pretentious the title, the more it enhances the style of the task, and the price is several times higher than that of ordinary people...

"Why are you laughing?" Ye Guying put it all aside and said, "If it weren't for this kind of atmosphere, would you be tricked into a ditch by a bad storyteller like you?"

"It turns out that you are the most artistic sect in the world." Xue Mu laughed so much that he fell down: "How interesting."

Ye Guying flew up with a kick in anger: "I want to change my clothes! What are you doing here! Get out of here!"

Xue Mu hurriedly retreated, muttering: "You've seen everything I've seen, it's not fair..."

"Who wants to look at you!" Ye Guying grabbed a shelf and threw it at it, hitting the door with a bang. Xue Mu had already hid outside.

The woman stood nearby and laughed for a while, then shook her head and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect Elder Ye to be like this... It seems that everyone changes when they are with the manager."

Ye Guying turned her head to look at her: "How did others change? For example, your sect leader?"

"The former sect master..." The woman thought for a while and then said with a smile: "Don't mention it, I don't know how vicious it is. She stared at her like she was being stared at by a giant beast. The fear was condensed in her bones and could not be dissipated. Open. Where is this still happening now? Every now and then he appears with a smile on his face."

Ye Guying nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Washing Qingqiu with bloody hands is really not just talk. A year ago, these three words Xue Qingqiu could really stop a child from crying at night. Now...

In fact, she had a senior uncle and senior brother who were beaten to death by Xue Qingqiu, so she knew them very deeply. It was not surprising that Yingyi would participate in the assassination of Xue Qingqiu at the beginning. There were many discords before the Demon Sect. She herself also assigned the task of assassinating Xue Mu. Who knew that our relationship would become like this today... Assassination of a person Damn it, I don’t know when I will be stabbed by him...

Eh? Why did you think of coming here? Bah bah bah.

"Seriously, your Wuhen Dao's clothing taste is really bad!" The woman collected the body information and couldn't help but said: "If you are said to be the best in the world in terms of military force, in terms of taste, you are probably ranked at the top of the list. Go down, no matter how beautiful the beauty is, she will become a pickled cabbage in your place."

Ye Guying said angrily: "Yes, yes, I am Sauerkraut. Do you know what my night clothes are made of!"

"It's nothing more than Jiu Xuantian silk woven together with Youyou Yunni, which can help hide the breath and help refract light and mix shadows. It's difficult for weapons below the earth level to scratch on it... The entrance of the Zonghengdao costume hall It's handmade, it's the same craftsmanship as the dragon skin inner armor made for the general manager." The woman said casually: "But no matter how good the material is, no matter how good the craftsmanship is, it is still a night-walking coat with no aesthetic value. Help profiteers understand the beauty of women."

Ye Guying: "..."

The woman thought for a while, then pulled Ye Guying into the inner room, and took out a set of soft clothes of the same dark color from a treasure box: "You can try this set."

…

Xue Mu waited outside the door. As for waiting for girls to change clothes and put on makeup, he is very used to it in modern times, but it is very rare in this world. Especially when shopping, the girls he went shopping with rarely bought anything, let alone tried on clothes one after another for endless hours.

What's more, everyone is a high-level warrior, and almost every piece of clothing has its own purpose. It's not something you can just buy on the street...

I thought that Ye Guying would have to choose for a long time this time before he could find a choice that was both practical and beautiful. However, he didn't have to wait long. After about a moment, the door opened.

Xue Mu glanced back casually, his eyes were fixed there and he could no longer move away.

The same dark color, but with design and without design it is a completely different visual experience.

The black satin silk dress clings to the body, outlining the exquisite and graceful figure. The vital parts of the upper body and the left and right leg guards are covered with thin purple leather, engraved with strange inscriptions, just like the dark holy clothing, the dim light is faint and yet fully visible. Mysterious and gorgeous. The leather wrists have black copper buckles, they are capable and sharp, their shoulders have the shape of dark beasts, their left and right sides are ferocious, and they bite the shawl and raise it back.

It was no longer a broad cloak that covered him like a pillar. The black satin fluttered in the wind, just like the dark clouds rolling in the dark night, hiding the moonlight.

There is still some lingering anger and sinister intention between her eyebrows, but at this moment, with a somewhat complicated expression, it does not appear to be demonic, but instead highlights her temperament, like a goddess of the night looming in the abyss of the Nine Netherworld.

It feels like... walking into the second dimension.

"So cool..." Xue Mu couldn't help but say: "Give me an evil look?"

"..." Ye Guying didn't have an evil look in her eyes, she just gave him a white eye.

"I feel like it's time for Jiangshan Jue to add someone, Gu Ying..."

"No." Ye Guying thought he was really going to cause trouble. Judging from the way Xia Houdi was fascinated by him, maybe he could really do it if he really wanted to add people to Jiangshan Jueqi. Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: "We, the people in the shadows, are not suitable to show our faces."

"Then I'm the only one who knows that Gu Ying is so beautiful."

"I don't need to be beautiful in the first place." Ye Guying said, as if she didn't want to face him, and suddenly disappeared.

Xue Mu stretched out his hand and pulled her out where she was.

Ye Guying glared angrily.

"Why are you staring at me? It's not a mission right now, so why are you hiding?"

"That's right... it's not a mission. What on earth am I here for?"

Xue Mu smiled slightly: "You came to hook up with me."

"Go away, you stinky girl."

Xue Mu took her hand and walked casually down the street: "Each Demon Sect has high-level officials stationed in Lingzhou, but there is no one in the Wuhen Sect."

"So?" Ye Guying looked at her hand held by him and made no comment on this. This was done in the capital... and there was no sense of disobedience at all.

"So Wuhen Dao will let you station here. If this alliance leader requests this, no one in your sect will object?"

"why me?"

"Because I want to see you longer. I don't get tired of it."

Ye Guying stopped talking and followed him aimlessly for a while before responding in a low voice: "I...want to be here too...don't want to go back."

The spring breeze blew by, making the hair tips blurry, and the conversation between the two suddenly stopped. Holding his warm hand, Ye Guying felt very quiet in her heart even though she was in the noisy city.

It is more peaceful than in the silent sect.