Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

At this moment, Guo Fu, who was held in Yuan Chengzhi's arms gently and firmly, seemed to have finally recovered from her sudden shock and confusion. She gently turned her cute little face, which was as beautiful as a newly blossomed peach.

As her eyes moved with a hint of curiosity and surprise, she saw at first glance that the person who was tightly holding her slender waist was not the figure she was familiar with, but a young man with handsome features and a graceful and elegant demeanor.

The young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a pair of eyes that were deep and bright, as if they could see into people's hearts; his heroic face revealed an indescribable confidence and composure, but his skin was slightly dark, which not only did not detract from his charm, but instead added to his masculinity.

Guo Fu was startled, as if she was suddenly touched by something. Two blushes suddenly appeared on her delicate cheeks and spread to her ears. Her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

In the panic of that moment, Guo Fu spoke quickly, her voice as thin as a mosquito's but with a bit of shyness and panic that was hard to conceal, mixed with a bit of astonishment that had not yet completely faded, as if she had just experienced a sudden storm.

"First...put me down first!!"

There was a slight tremor in the words. Although the tone of the words vaguely revealed an eagerness to escape the current situation, with a little bit of command, but after listening carefully.

What's more, it is the pure and innocent shyness and helplessness unique to young girls. She is like a flower blooming in spring, fragile and lovable, making people want to lend a helping hand and give her gentle care.

If Yuan Chengzhi's skin color was not so dark, and had a jade-like luster, Guo Fu might not have realized so quickly the difference between him and the person she had in mind.

After all, Yuan Chengzhi was quite handsome, with delicate features like sculptures, every part of him was just right without the slightest flaw, especially his extraordinary bearing.

Her every move and gesture revealed a calmness that made people involuntarily look at her a few more times. However, all this beauty did not cause much ripples in Guo Fu's heart.

It was because her preferences and emotional tendencies had already taken root quietly deep in her heart and she had an unshakable persistence. However, although Yuan Chengzhi had good character and was both civil and military, he was not what she imagined after all.

Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi saved her, Guo Fu could never muster a strong interest in him.

What Guo Fu longed for in her heart was a man like Yang Guo, with a strong and tall body, standing tall like a mountain, straight as a pine tree, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and handsome facial features, as if he was the most exquisite sculpture of nature.

Every line of his face is just right, he looks very handsome and elegant, his smile seems to be able to illuminate the haze in people's hearts, and his every move exudes endless charm, making him an unforgettable man at first sight.

This kind of man is the real elegant gentleman in Guo Fu's mind, and the ideal partner she has imagined in her dreams countless times. She longs to walk side by side with such a hero and make that unforgettable love the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"You're the brat again?!"

At this tense moment when the atmosphere was almost frozen, Li Mochou's eyes, which were usually cold as ice, were now like the hardest ice in winter, flashing a heart-pounding light.

She turned her gaze abruptly and accurately locked onto Yuan Chengzhi, who had once again intervened at an inopportune time and disrupted her carefully laid out plan. There was not only anger in her eyes, but also an indescribable astonishment.

A pair of eyebrows that were originally as soft and light as willow leaves unconsciously stood upside down because of anger, like two sharp swords, pointing directly in the direction of Yuan Chengzhi, and the pretty face was tense.

Every line of her face revealed unquestionable determination and hardness; her red lips parted slightly, but words that came out were extremely cold; every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, carrying a force that could not be ignored.

Li Mochou said this in a shaking voice. Her tone was not just filled with simple displeasure and questioning, but also contained deep-seated anger. It was as if at this moment, all the grudges burst out along with these words, causing the entire space to tremble.

"Miss Li! You have already defeated the three of them, why do you want to take their lives?!"

Yuan Chengzhi stood firm like a pine tree, his eyes like two sharp swords, piercing through the chaos around him in an instant and firmly fixed on Li Mochou's cold face.

His voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to burst out from the bottom of his heart after careful consideration. With an unquestionable integrity and majesty, Yuan Chengzhi clasped his hands in front of his chest and bowed slightly.

This action seemed to carry an unshakable righteousness. In Yuan Chengzhi's eyes, there was a deep recognition of Li Mochou's martial arts attainments, but at the same time, there was dissatisfaction and deep worry about her style of doing things.

On the one hand, Yuan Chengzhi understood the cruel rules of the world of Jianghu, but on the other hand, he could not tolerate the unnecessary loss of innocent lives, and his words were all about discouraging unnecessary killing.

Li Mochou's delicate and smooth, slender jade hand as if solidified fat waved lightly, and the whisk in her hand also danced, bringing with it gusts of subtle but sharp wind sounds, and a pair of cold and beautiful eyes.

As deep and cold as a cold pond, he stared closely at Yuan Chengzhi, who was standing in front of him and bowing respectfully to him. There was anger and unwillingness in his eyes, as well as a kind of arrogance and stubbornness that should not be underestimated.

"Humph!"

Li Mochou slightly opened her red lips and uttered a charming yet cold hum. The voice contained complex emotions, and a barely perceptible trace of disdain was like an icicle in the cold wind, flashing a piercing light.

And the indignation was like an enraged wave, surging in her heart. She raised her chin slightly, her eyes revealing unquestionable firmness and arrogance, and continued in that extremely cold tone.

"Hmph! Brat, I was just careless just now and didn't take you seriously, so you got the upper hand. Do you really think that I, Li Mochou, have been hanging around in the martial arts world for nothing these years? Do you really think that I can't beat you?!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Chengzhi was startled and his face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and hurriedly bowed and replied, with a tone of sincerity and humility that was difficult to conceal, as if he was afraid that his words could not fully convey his inner sincerity, and he spoke slowly.

"Miss Li, you really misunderstood me. I never thought so, and I dare not have the slightest intention to look down on you. I just fought with you by chance. I won by luck with a little luck and on-the-spot response. I did not mean to offend you on purpose."

At this moment, Li Mochou's pair of cold and beautiful eyes were still as cold as the frost and snow condensed in winter, without any sign of being softened by the emotional fluctuations in the outside world. Her eyes were deep and indifferent, as if they could freeze all the warmth and hope around them.

"Since you want to save them..."

Li Mochou slightly opened her lips, and every word seemed to be squeezed out with difficulty from between her teeth after careful consideration, with an extremely cold and resolute tone that did not allow for any doubt.

The sound echoed for a long time in the empty and lonely environment, constantly hitting the surrounding barriers and bouncing back, interweaving into a complex and strange echo, like the coldest and biting wind in winter.

Carrying a chill that can penetrate the bone marrow and a blade as sharp as a knife, it mercilessly pierces the softest part of people's hearts at this moment. It is like an invisible blade, drawing cold tracks in the air.

Deep traces are left wherever it passes, making people feel an unprecedented fear involuntarily.

Her eyes were cold and deep, as if they could see through all the hypocrisy and cowardice in the world. Her tender red lips were curled up in a cruel smile, but there was no warmth in that smile, only endless indifference and ridicule.

"Then use your life to exchange for the remaining lives of these three people!!"

Li Mochou spoke each word with a pause, each word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with an unquestionable determination and coldness. The determination in her tone was like an eternal rock, and it would not waver in the wind and rain, and her eyes were shining with an irrefutable light.