The Beauty’s Blade

The reputation of Weiyang Escort has long been ruined, and the people of the rivers and lakes sigh at most, and no one will pursue the cause of death of this once generation of heroes. Fu Hui is the leader of the Bai Dao, and even Yang Yifei’s righteous brother. His dissatisfaction with the father and son of the Yang family has long been in his heart. Now that Fu Wanqing’s whereabouts are unknown, the dissatisfaction is even more obvious, but he will still be in the rivers and lakes after all. In front of you.

"This whiplash, sword injury, and--"

"The owner, has found the whereabouts of Missy."

Fu Hui glared at the beaming disciple, and exclaimed angrily: "Presumptuous! Who made you yell here? Don't let me get out." After speaking, he turned to the Jianghu people, and said solemnly. ,"Yifei was poisoned, but the fatal thing is not the poison, but the sword wound."

"This sword wound is very familiar. It is exactly the same as the old master Zhong Tianzhong. It is a sword with a sleeve! The person who started it was a disciple of the Bishui Sect." someone shouted.

The cause of Zhong Tian's death has not been found out. The Zhong brothers don't care anymore, and the people of the rivers and lakes naturally slowly forgot. Only this time when I saw Yang Yifei's body, I was once again recalled. Fu Hui shook his head and said in a deep voice, "This is not a sleeve sword. I was almost deceived by the wicked at the beginning, and almost pushed all the blame on Bishui Sect."

Who else can forge such scars in the arena? Fu Hui glanced at Liu Zhi, only to feel that a heart had fallen into the ice cave.

"Who is the murderer?" Liu Zhishang greeted him at this moment. He bowed his head and glanced at Liu Wei, his eyes full of pain and resentment.

You can cause this kind of scars by clicking on the "one-line sky" of the Cang school.

Fu Hui shook his head and sighed, swallowing this sentence back. He pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Where did you find them?"

"Black Wood Forest."

Hearing these three words, Fu Hui stepped back abruptly, until he held the handle of the chair to stabilize his figure. Heimulin is the place where Mrs. Fu was ambushed and attacked many years ago. Today, the Yang family is also being murdered here. "The owner, in fact, we found a blood book on the body of President Yang."

"Come here!" Fu Hui shouted loudly.

The mottled blood on the white paper seemed to be flowing down, Fu Hui glanced hurriedly, and suddenly crumpled the paper into a ball, his face full of shock and panic.

"Brother Fu, what is written on it?" Liu Zhishang asked anxiously.

Fu Hui shook his head, and it took a long time to squeeze out three words: "Haze Island!"

"Could it be that the people of Yanxia Island did it? But the owner of Yanxia Island has passed away a long time ago. What's more, Brother Yang said that they are all son-in-laws of Yanxia Island. They shouldn't act on Brother Yang even if they have anyone." Liu Zhi said with a face. Don’t believe it, he stretched out his hand towards Fu Hui. As a result, the ball of paper asked again, “Could it be forged by others? Besides, when Zhong Tian died, he didn’t have this blood book on his body, nor did Zhong Tian and Yanxia Island hate him. Right?"

"No." Fu Hui paled and replied with a trembling voice, "There is the unique mark of Yanxia Island. Back then, Yi Fei and I married the daughter of the island owner of Yanxia Island. We swore in front of his old man that we will live forever. Doting on his wife and children, he will not empathize. But Yi Fei... Brother Liu, have you forgotten how Xie Huarong died! They are here to seek revenge, and Qiu Rong, Qiu Rong is in the dark Mu Lin was ambushed, and now Yi Fei was killed here, does it indicate something?" This is the most guilty thing in Fu Hui's heart, which made him forget his situation and made him gaffe in front of the people of the rivers and lakes.

The piece of paper was crumpled to pieces by Liu Zhishang, and he shouted: "Even if there is a mark of Yanxia Island, I don't believe that the people from Yanxia Island will come in person."

"The two elder brothers stay calm and restless." The drowsy Feiying Fortress owner who was sitting on the side opened his mouth. He walked to Fu Hui's and sighed, "People can't come back to life after death. , Even if we know who the murderer is, it won’t help. There is no one on Yanxia Island, isn’t it clear to Brother Fu? Now the treasure house shown in the treasure map is on Yanxia Island. It's clear at a glance. By the way, the top priority is to bring the eldest lady back. Who knows what kind of torture she suffered when she was taken away."

"Yes, yeah, there is a treasure house on Yanxia Island. For the sake of the people of the rivers and lakes, let’s find the treasure house first. Speaking of which, all of this is caused by the prestigious Escort. Master Fu knows the righteousness and speaks for Yang Yifei, but they What? Look at what kind of things have been done, it is ugly, they are really dead."

"Rescue the eldest lady and go to Yanxia Island to find the treasure house."

No one mentions the marriage between Miss Fu and Shen Shengyi again. It seems that they have forgotten it. Perhaps they remember in their hearts that they don't want to waste time on this. Nothing is as important as a treasure house.

Fragrant tea, dim sum, beauty.

Fu Wanqing lay on Yu Shengyan's lap, her squinted eyes filled with a pleasant smile.

"Yue Qingtan is a member of the Promise Palace." She lazily said, "Your Bishui Sect is still too simple. I have someone to clean it up. In fact, it is a natural thing for you to be notorious these years. Let you Bishui Sect as long as you depend on it, you will earn it under your command. Even the wicked people will be protected by you. When the former leader was there, he could still suppress those people with means and courage, but you, without any thoughts, This Bishui Sect has long been tossed away by Lou Kexin."

"Your Bishui Sect is still the Bishui Sect. I'm just helping you get rid of the scum among them. The shops that were originally taken from you have now all been handed over to Qingtan. Master Jade, do you think I treat you well? ?"

"Good." Yusheng Yanyan responded lazily.

Fu Wanqing smiled and asked: "Then do you want to repay me?"

Yu Shengyan raised his eyebrows, stared into Yu Shengyan's eyes, and asked, "What do you want?"

"I think..." Fu Wanqing smiled ambiguously, she straddled Yu Shengyan's lap, and slid her hand along her lips to her neck, slowly, as if she was about to plunge into the collar. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became glamorous, and Miss Fu, who was glaringly silky, smiled enchantingly. She lay down on Yu Shengyan's ear, whispered a few words, and then backed away, pursing her lips and chuckles.

"You showed me a lot of drawing books at the Pinjin Cave." Yu Shengyan's expression remained unchanged, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Ms. Fu wants to try it all?"

"You..." Miss Fu's face suddenly blushed, and moisture filled her eyes. She pointed to Yushengyan, unable to say a word for a long time. Yu Shengyan took the shame and anger on her face into his eyes, pulled her hands down, and said softly, "Stop making trouble, didn't you let people go to inform? Those people from the rivers and lakes will soon come over."

They moved really fast, and there was a bang on the door.

"Come in." Yu Shengyan said lightly.

Fu Wanqing nestled in Yu Shengyan's arms, her body trembling, her hands grasping Yu Shengyan's sleeve, like an insecure cub.

As soon as Fu Hui entered the door, he was blocked by Yu Shengyan's eyes, and his face showed a little worry. Immediately behind him was the little Cang Sect's Shen Shengyi, his face was no longer gentle and elegant, with a little anxiety. It's just that, in his cold eyes, no love for Fu Wanqing can be seen at all.

"Lord Fu doesn't need to say anything, and doesn't need to ask anything." Yu Shengyan said coldly.

Fu Hui sighed, lowered his voice and said, "Wan Qing, is she okay?"

"It's okay to say it, or it's okay to say it." Yu Shengyan said quietly, freeing a hand to slide down Fu Wanqing's ink hair, she sighed softly, "The Yang family deserves it. Don't defile my sword."

"Master Jade, Yang Family, isn't it your Bishui Sect?" Fu Hui asked.

"No, as for who did it, I'm afraid you are clear in your heart?" Yu Shengyan snorted, and then said, "Isn't there still someone in the Yang family left in the world? I really want to cut the grass and root."

"Never." Fu Hui waved his hand and said anxiously, "Although the wise nephew without merit has done such things, he is crazy now. Let him save his life. After all, he is the only one in the Yang family. Posterity."

"What if I insist on doing it?" Yu Shengyan smiled.

Fu Hui's face sank, and his voice became cold: "My Chivalrous Villa will protect the people of the Yang family. Since ancient times, righteous and evil are in the world. If the jade master must do something, Fu can only stay with him to the end."

"Lord Fu is really righteous and awe-inspiring." Yu Shengyan sneered, "I am avenging Wan Qing, but you are going to stop me? Your Chivalrous Villa forgives Yang Wugong, have you ever considered Wan Qing's idea?"

"She will understand Wan Qing." Fu Hui responded lightly.

"You-don't come here! Kill him, kill him, kill him!" Fu Wanqing, who was nestled in Yu Shengyan's arms, suddenly let out a scream. She beat Yu Shengyan and first sobbed in a low voice. Then it became silent, only the shoulders shrugged slightly. Fu Hui opened his mouth, and only a long sigh finally said, "Tomorrow, we will leave for Yanxia Island, and the boat will be waiting on the shore. Late Qing will trouble the Jade Master. However, Fu hopes that the Jade Master will not bring the disciples of the Bishui Sect. "

When the people left, there was still silence in the house.

Fu Wanqing nestled in Yushengyan’s arms and smiled lightly, a touch of irony appeared at the corner of her mouth, and said, "Look, this is my good father."

"The eldest lady pretends too much, but with this, your reputation is completely ruined. Will the Shen Shengyi of the Dianchang School marry you?" Yu Shengyan asked softly.

"Why, do you want me to marry that man?" Fu Wanqing snorted, dissatisfied.

"Heh." Yu Shengyan smiled, she said with a hint of coldness in her eyes, "I told you a long time ago that carrying a sleeve sword is used to punish your heart. If you dare to marry, I will—"

"How about you?" Fu Wanqing asked with a smile while fiddled with Yushengyan's hair.

Yu Shengyan’s hand touched Fu Wanqing’s heart, her eyes were as deep as the sea, and she said: "At that time, as you wish, I will compare swords with you. Holding a sword with a sleeve is not to punish you, but to punish you. Destroy my own heart."