[Comprehensive martial arts] Qin Xiu Muke

The pot of "bluegrass" was entrusted to Huamanlou in this way. After the girl left, the blind young man stroked the veins on the leaves of the plant, and his smile gradually became bitter.

How could bluegrass not bloom?

All because, this is just an imperial bamboo grass.

Hua Manlou doesn't know why Jun Ye told such a big lie, but maybe his state of mind is different from Jun Ye at this time, but the original intention of wanting Mu Ke to be happy like this forever is the same.

Waiting until the bluegrass blooms, isn't it a kind of hope?

How can a person live if he has no hope?

Seeing that the end of the new year is coming, Yangzhou has another heavy snowfall, and the snow is dazzling for thousands of miles.

Mu Ke searched every corner of Yangzhou City but failed to find the location of the resurrection point, she thought, maybe it's time to visit other cities.

In the first few days of New Year's Eve, Huamanlou originally planned to leave Yangzhou and go home, but thinking of Mu Ke walking alone in this bustling river and lake, he couldn't bear it.

Then he stayed and planned to spend a happy new year with the girl.

The city of Yangzhou is decorated with lanterns and festoons, and red couplets are pasted everywhere, and everyone's face is full of joy.

Even Mu Ke's mood improved.

Red lanterns were hung outside the small building full of flowers. On the night of New Year's Eve, the girl sat in the small building and ate the dumplings made by the son himself.

Fireworks rose outside the window, bright as day.

Bright purples and reds flitted past the window, so as to see the eyes of the bewitched girl.

But all this, the son can't see it.

The real world is different from the game. Mu Ke has never seen such a grand scene, and his excitement is beyond words.

After eating the dumplings, I stared at the window, my eyes were full of bright colors.

The young master sat behind her with a smile, feeling the noise and fireworks outside.

"It's a great Chinese New Year, it's so lively!"

The girl's voice was drowned in the sound of firecrackers, and no one could hear her.

Seeing that the young master didn't answer, she ran back and leaned closer to the young master's ear, and when her warm breath just touched Hua Manlou's handsome face, it caused him to stagnate.

"Happy New Year, the building is full of flowers!"

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"Happy New Year."

This is not the most fulfilling New Year that Huamanlou has ever spent, but this day is an extremely happy day for him, all because... the goddess is right in front of him.

So close that she could even feel her breath.

An old woman with a basket downstairs passed by. In such a cold winter and such a lively New Year, she was still selling food for a poor life.

"Stir-fried chestnuts in sugar, chestnuts just out of the oven, still fresh and hot."

The sound of firecrackers rang and fell, and in the empty space in the middle, the sound of hawking came into the small building clearly.

"Hua Man Lou, do you want to eat chestnuts, let's buy some and try."

The son is seldom enthusiastic about eating, but the expectation in the girl's words is too obvious.

With a promise, Mu Ke stopped the old woman from the window, and the two went downstairs together.

The old woman was wearing a gray sackcloth shirt in this winter, so she was very downcast, and she stepped on a pair of red cloth shoes embroidered with owls, so it didn't look right.

Mu Ke only thought that she was wearing red shoes to celebrate the joy of the New Year, thinking of her poor appearance, she couldn't bear it, so she threw down an ingot of gold and happily wrapped chestnuts in paper.

"The girl is kind, thank you girl."

The old woman lowered her head and did not shirk, she silently put away the gold. On her wrinkled old face, there was a slight viciousness in her dark eyes.

After wrapping the chestnuts, the girl happily ran back to the young master, took out one and handed it over.

Hua Manlou took it with a smile, the fiery trees and silver flowers lit up the night sky, and the young master's dark ink eyes were full of soft light.

However, the next moment, his expression inadvertently became solemn.

"This chestnut is poisonous!"

Huamanlou's five senses were too sensitive, and the first moment he picked it up, he smelled a bad smell from the chestnuts. It was... □□!

The moment the voice fell, the old woman abandoned her disguise, and a pair of short swords tied with red silk came out from the bottom of the basket, heading straight for Huamanlou's front door.

Sakura Drunk pulled out from Mu Ke's back, and the biting cold light swiftly braced the old woman's double swords with the momentum of thunder.

One blow failed, the old woman turned around and fled, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, only a basket of overturned chestnuts showed the traces of her past.

Mu Ke stomped his feet in resentment, but didn't go after her. He thought to himself that if he saw this old woman next time, he would kill her thousands of times and make her kneel down and beg for mercy.

Hua Manlou's complexion was pale, but she was not overly frightened.

But thinking about the way the old woman walked with the basket on her shoulders, how many people she sold to, and how many people were about to be poisoned, the blood in her stool faded immediately.

The young master hurriedly picked up the chestnuts, put them in a basket, and packed them up, fearing that the ignorant children would pick them up, and it would be another life.

"We have to walk back down this street! People who bought chestnuts cannot be poisoned!"

With a serious expression on his face, Hua Gongzi went upstairs to put the chestnuts away, and immediately ran back to the street with Mu Ke.

Sure enough, as he thought, there were not a few people who bought chestnuts. The old woman was limited to buying one pack of chestnuts, and would not sell if there were too many, just to poison a few more families to death, and her intentions were really vicious.

Hua Gongzi and Mu Ke walked around the streets to stop the buyers from eating chestnuts, thus saving many lives, but it was still too late.

Grandma Xiong's chestnuts poisoned three families to death, unable to recover.

Mu Ke had never seen such an angry side of Hua Manlou, even her breathing became uncontrollably short.

His emotions were so intense that even Mu Ke, who was originally indifferent, became at a loss.

She didn't know how to comfort Hua Manlou, she sat beside him silently.

The New Year, which was supposed to be warm and joyful, turned gloomy like this.

After a long silence, Mu Ke suddenly got up.

"I'll kill her a hundred times!"

He left a word coldly, before the young master could reply, Mu Ke's figure flew out of the small building and disappeared.

Mu Ke followed the direction where the old woman disappeared, and it was obviously too late.

Grandma Xiong does many evils and is good at hiding, if she went to find her right away, she might still have a chance.

It is even more difficult to chase after now.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Mu Ke passed Yangzhou City all the way to the forest on the outskirts of the city.

Perhaps she was lucky enough to find the old woman after all.

No, it is not appropriate to call her an old woman. Grandma Xiong is a young and beautiful woman disguised.

And that woman even bears the name of a deliberately disgusting person-Gongsun Da Niang.

As the night fell, the outskirts of Yangzhou City were pitch black, and the light of fireworks from inside the city could still be vaguely seen.

Aunt Gongsun pointed her sword at Mr. Qingjun on the ground, and a large number of guards and servants fell beside her.

A sword seals the throat, and there is no breath.

The young man fell into the mud, his empty trousers were covered with dust, and beside him was an overturned sedan chair.

Aunt Gongsun has a pair of short swords, and the red silk is fluttering. Not only does she have no sense of beauty in the dark night, she even looks like a deadly ghost.

"I didn't know that the famous Aunt Gongsun was actually the notorious Grandma Xiong."

The young master has a pair of beautiful eyes, and he stares at the sinful woman in front of him coldly, without fear or fear.

In prison, he is still calm.

"Heh, the lackeys of the imperial court are nothing more than that. I am a well-known ruthless head-hunter. I am so scheming, and I will die under my sword today."

Even if the young master named Wuqing fell on the dirt, he was still full of pride, and his cold and dignified temperament never faded.

"The Skynet is well-established, and it is not leaked. Even if Wuqing dies today, he will leave behind his name. Even if a female devil like you is alive, she will never escape for long. After death, she will definitely be infamous for thousands of years."

Perhaps it was his words, which were too unpleasant to Aunt Gongsun's ears.

Or maybe it was the way he would rather bend than bend when he was about to die, which made the woman too unhappy.

Aunt Gongsun narrowed her eyes slightly, and a vicious smile curled up on her lips.

"What a Sheng Yayu, I didn't know you were so eloquent, so I'll cut off your tongue to see if you can still speak like a lotus!"

After saying that, the dagger in his right hand stabbed directly at the young master's face.

——Zheng! !

When a stone hit, Aunt Gongsun's sword tilted a few inches, rubbing Merciless's cheek and thrusting into the soil.

She turned her head and scanned the vast forest vigilantly.

"He Fang rat, hide his head and show his tail!"

After the words fell, the girl in a white cloak came scurrying from the night, looking at Aunt Gongsun with cold eyes with her dark eyes.

"Your name is Aunt Gongsun?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the aunt to answer, she continued talking to herself again.

"You don't deserve the name."

Aunt Gongsun recognized the girl who appeared suddenly. When she pretended to be Grandma Xiong at night, she sold her a bag of fried chestnuts, but Huamanlou saw it through.

She originally thought that this girl's white skin is tender and fleshy, her slender hands don't even have calluses, so she must not know martial arts.

If Hua Manlou is the only one who knows martial arts, she can deal with it.

I didn't expect to see it wrong.

Not only does the girl know martial arts, but her kung fu is not weak.

Aunt Gongsun couldn't do one against two, so she turned around and ran away.

But now, there is only a ruthless cripple who has exhausted all his hidden weapons. Wouldn't it be easy to deal with this little girl?

"Yellow-mouthed child, your tone is not small!"

When he spoke, the red silk was flying, and Aunt Gongsun's pair of daggers had already struck towards Mu Ke.

Mu Ke unhurriedly drew out the Sakura Drunk and began to circle around on the spot. When Aunt Gongsun approached, he instantly knocked her back with a thunderous blow.

Immediately afterwards, dense sword moves were made in the girl's hands, her footsteps were as light as a dance, and her white cloak fluttered, revealing her fluttering pink sleeves.

But within a few breaths, Aunt Gongsun had already lost, she fell to the ground and spewed out a mouthful of blood, her eyes were filled with horror.

"Gongsun Jianwu, how can you know Gongsun Jianwu!" She looked at the girl in front of her in disbelief, her face was full of frustration.

Mu Kehan ​​pointed his sword at her neck, his cold eyes swept over the pair of red shoes on her feet, his face was condensed.

"You can't kill me! If you also practice Gongsun sword dance, we are from the same sect! You can't kill me!"

Aunt Gongsun's surname was not Gongsun, but she couldn't remember her original name.

The family surnamed Gongsun was poisoned by her overnight, and she never let go of the three-year-old child.

From then on, she got a name called Aunt Gongsun.

She knew that this matter was done in secret, that family would never leave any survivors, and the girl in front of her must be the descendant of another branch of Gongsun Jianwu.

If they have a relationship with the same family, maybe there is still a way to survive.

"My master's name is Gongsun Qing, and I'm her only disciple. If you are also the descendant of Gongsun Jianwu, you should know this name!"

Resisting stubbornly, Aunt Gongsun even moved out the woman who was poisoned by her earlier.

But the girl didn't even move her eyelids, she still stared at her coldly.

"We are not from the same family."

The girl sneered, and pierced Aunt Gongsun's neck with a sword. The cold sword was stained with blood, as gorgeous as red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

"I'm not a master of Qin Demon Gao Jiangting, what kind of green onion are you?"

The author has something to say:

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Is everyone's cruelty so low?

Shangben always thinks that I am not cruel enough and has no feeling!