farce a ups and downs

The Swordsmanship Competition is held once every three years. The invited sects and people who are interested in witnessing this martial arts event will leave one month in advance, not only because of the martial arts event, but also because Feihualou will hold a beauty contest in the same month.

That's right, it's the Feihualou where the rankings are released every month and all kinds of news from the world gather together.

It is said that the predecessor of Feihualou was a brothel. Some people said that Feihualou once received the current king and had close ties with important officials of the imperial court. The officials in Liuzhou City were afraid of it. Some people said that Feihualou was a killer. Organization, and inquire about intelligence, otherwise how can we grasp so much information?

Regardless of whether these conjectures are true or not, the world will at most listen to them, and will soon be attracted by the graceful and graceful woman on the stage. Most people are obviously more concerned about the former than specious guesses.

The pilot site of the beauty pageant is located in the lobby on the first floor of Feihua Building. People dressed as servants stand at the door and beat gongs and drums, trying to attract the attention of passers-by: "Go around and have a look. The beauty pageant is about to start. Sign up for the competition on the spot. Our The competition is absolutely fair, the mechanism is transparent, and the prizes are real money! No tickets, really no tickets, just come in and watch! The audience can throw silk flowers at the contestants they like. The competition lasts for three days. During the three days, which contestant gets the most silk flowers , who is the leader! Hurry up and buy silk flowers, and vote for your favorite contestant!"

Many people were intrigued by this rhetoric, and when they heard that tickets were not required, they rushed in one after another. In a short time, the threshold of Feihualou was almost broken.

In the noisy lobby, everyone could clearly hear a loud shout.

"Get ready-get up! If you don't vote, I won't vote. When will Miss Fengyuan be able to come out? You vote for me, and I will win Miss Fengyuan's eyes and smile!"

The uniform shouts echoed in the lobby, and many people asked people around them: "Who is that girl Fengyuan? Does she have the beauty of a country?"

Some people replied with an old god: "Miss Fengyuan is number five, she will come out in a while, just wait and see!"

Not long after, a woman with the No. [-] brand pinned to her chest fell from the sky.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking right at the woman with the posture of a fairy. She slowly fell from the sky, wearing a water-blue gown with charming eyes, her jade feet gently kicking the ground, and the bell tied around her ankle rang out instantly. Crisp ringtone.With a light gait, the woman leaped into the air, slightly opened her arms, and a colorful silk ribbon protruded from her sleeves, tightly tied to the railing on the second floor.Everyone's eyes flickered, and they found that Feng Yuan in mid-air had changed her clothes, revealing a slender and white waist. When she leaned over, she seemed to be able to see a seductive ravine, but the hidden scenery passed by in the blink of an eye, almost as fast as is hallucination.

Someone below shouted: "It's like a goddess descending to earth."

Goddess Feng Yuan seemed to be able to hear his words, folded her slender waist, turned over lightly, and was about to land, but before landing, she turned her wrist and flew straight to the speaker.The man stared at her in a daze, until Yu Zhi pointed to his chest, he suddenly came back to his senses, couldn't control his excitement, and was about to step forward, but the goddess quickly backed away until she disappeared in front of everyone.

As we all know, this is the end of the contestants.

In just a few minutes, it left everyone with an irreplaceable amazing physical sensation, and the man whose chest was touched lay down on the ground and shouted in despair: "Miss Fengyuan! Take me away too!"

No one laughed at him, because their thoughts coincided with his.

With the disappearance of Feng Yuan, many people seemed to be missing a piece in their hearts, and the players who were connected to the field didn't have the heart to watch it again.

Naturally, Luo Wenchu ​​was not included among these people.

In his words, God gave him a pair of eyes to appreciate beauty, so naturally he should make the best use of it.

However, the apprentice was by his side, and those beauties were just dust and dust to him.Looking at the registration office that was set up on the right side of the arena and was almost overwhelmed by the crowd, a cunning flashed in Luo Wenchu's eyes.

"Young Master, Young Master! Wait, Ah Cai!"

Ah Cai quickly chased after a young man. Seeing the young man go further and further away, he couldn't help crying: "Young Master, Madam told you not to go out today. If it is found that the young man didn't take good care of you, I... woo woo woo..." As he spoke, he even started to cry.

The young man was dressed in brocade clothes, with beautiful jade and golden bells hanging from his waist. When he moved, the bells sounded crisp and melodious.

Suddenly, the bell stopped, and the young man turned his head, with an undisguised dislike on his exquisite face: "Okay, okay, I will be back soon, go back by yourself." With a wrong look, Then he looked into Feihua Building, the underwear in the lobby was fragrant, and there were applause, but the young man felt disgusted at first glance, but Ah Cai, on the other hand, just stared inside, unable to walk.

The disgust on the young man's face was even worse. After a while, he raised his eyebrows and took out two gold bars, "Go and see if you want to go. Take these two gold bars and give them to the girl you like as a reward. Don't follow me anymore!"

"Master..."

The young man glared fiercely, Ah Cai hesitated between the vicious young master and the soft and charming beauty, and quickly chose the latter, "Master, remember to go back early!"

The young man snorted, turned and left.

Ah Cai stood outside the Feihua Building, still hesitating a little. The boy who was in charge of attracting attention at the door didn't show any disgust at all because he was dressed in commoner clothes, and greeted him with a smile: "This little brother is here to watch the game." Is it?"

"Ah, yes...but I..."

"It doesn't matter, our beauty pageant is not like Shen Zhuang's, no tickets are required, just go in and watch!"

Ah Cai heard him stomping on his master's foot secretly, but he didn't show any anger, and cast a long-eyed look, "Really, is it okay?"

The boy smiled even more: "Of course! You just come in and take a look!"

Encouraged by his enthusiasm, Ah Cai finally took the first step. When he entered the lobby, his pace became eager, and finally he almost flew into the crowd. With his small advantage, he quickly squeezed into the front row.

Goddess Feng Yuan's appearance has long passed, and the following players are far inferior to Feng Yuan in terms of appearance, figure, and skills. The audience is a little bit less interested, but the next players on the stage make everyone's eyes shine.

Unlike the single person who played before, there are two people who will play next.

When those two tall shadows stepped onto the stage one behind the other, everyone gasped, if not for the fact that the silk flowers in their hands were bought with money, they would have thrown them in the faces of those two on the spot.

"What's the matter, the beauty contest, two men come up? Are you Feihualou trying to entertain us?"

"Where is Lin Feihua, tell him to come out! I don't want to look at it! What's behind it, I spent money to buy ten silk flowers, I feel so sorry for me, hurry up and refund the money!"

"That's it! Refund the money, don't read it!"

The audience cursed loudly, Ah Cai, who saw the faces of the two clearly, widened his eyes and froze in place.

Amidst the countless insults, the two people on the stage remained calm and composed. The taller man didn't even look down the stage. He held a folding fan and looked at the other with a smile, "Feiyu, draw a sword."

The young man opposite the man showed a hint of annoyance, as if silently annoyed at his self-assertion.

But they were already on stage, Shen Feiyu's heart slumped, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and got rid of distracting thoughts.

When the eyes opened, his figure moved at the same time.

The sword light surged like shaking off three thousand stars.

But no matter how eye-catching the sword light is, it cannot compare to the brilliance in the eyes of the sword bearer.

Being stared at by such serious eyes, even Luo Wenchu ​​had to restrain his mind and concentrate on dealing with it.

After muttering at the beginning, everyone in the audience became strangely quiet, staring intently at the crossing figures on the stage.One person uses a sword and the other uses a fan, and the fights are back and forth, not those ostentatious displays that attract people's attention. It can show the steady and steady fighting of the sword bearer.

"Slanting, thrusting, stabbing, teasing—I guess, the next blow is not a sweep?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone was surprised, because the next blow of the young man with the sword was indeed a sweep. Some people murmured that the two above were just acting, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that every sword of the young man carried killing intent, and the speed was extremely fast , with the potential of thunder.

Liuzhou City is the place where the sword-questioning conference is held. Every three years, you can see the top martial arts collide. Due to the atmosphere, the people in Liuzhou City randomly pick out ten people, and eight of them are martial arts practitioners.

Beauty pageants, are beauties dancing and playing the piano beautiful?

Nature is beautiful.

But the clash of weapons, the sound of gold and stone, an equal and hearty duel, is also beautiful.

The latter kind of beauty can naturally arouse the blood and trembling in the bones of martial arts practitioners.

Luo Wenchu ​​blocked the tip of Shen Feiyu's sword with his fan, leaned over to swipe it away, gently hooked his fingers across the young man's smooth chin, and blinked one eye sideways, extremely frivolous.

The people in the audience took a deep breath, not wanting to admit that the scene just now was unbearably itchy and excited, and some even shouted: "If it's a man, hit him!"

"Yes! Come on! Beat him!"

The young man lived up to everyone's expectations. He rubbed his body forward, retracted his sword, twisted his body, and raised his legs in one go.Luo Wenchu ​​had expected early on that when he backed away unhurriedly, the young man would hit the ground with his heels, with internal strength, and with a bang, the floor cracked and debris flew everywhere.Luo Wenchu ​​didn't expect this to be a cover, before the dust and debris fell to the ground, the sword light was already approaching his eyes.

"So serious?" Luo Wenchu ​​was still in the mood to tease the little disciple, "You want to win as a teacher so much?"

Ling Lie's killing intent replaced the answer, Luo Wenchu ​​showed a strange smile, Shen Feiyu was suspicious, but once the sword was released, it was going like a rainbow, and it could not be taken back.

The people in the audience gasped, having the same doubts as Shen Feiyu on the stage.

What about people?

Suddenly, the silk ribbons tied to the second floor broke and drooped one after another, just covering the competition platform, as if a barrier had been erected around it, and the figure of the young man was caged in it, like a bird in a cage.

It was too late to say it, and then a black shadow quietly stuck to Shen Feiyu's back. Shen Feiyu was shocked, and without a moment's hesitation, he raised his sword and stabbed behind him, but there was no feeling on the sword.

The blow missed, and Shen Feiyu's face darkened slightly.

The ghostly shadows came and went without a trace, and the audience was as clueless as Shen Feiyu, but the young man did not panic, calmed down, and carefully felt every trace of air flow around him.

The weak wind blew up the young man's hair, then gently brushed across his face, a hand came from nowhere, wandering on the young man's straight back, fingertips slid up from the tailbone, sticky, ambiguous, but Enduring restraint, the other hand followed the young man's sword-holding arm to his thin waist. The owner of the hand obviously knew how graceful that place was, so he gently covered it, and the trembling muscles could not be hidden. Passed through the palm of the hand, at a certain time, this sunken arc is enough to make people mad.

Everyone in the audience held their breath involuntarily, and looked at the two intertwined figures on the stage without blinking.

The young man suddenly raised his arm, and struck the person behind him with lightning speed, his elbow barely touched the corner of the opponent's clothes.

Suddenly, the field of vision was reversed, and the young man was pulled into an embrace, with powerful arms wrapped around his narrow waist, tightly clasped behind his back, as if he was holding his own prey.

however--

Faster than this change is the youth's sword.

Luo Wenchu ​​lowered his eyes, staring at the long sword lying in front of his neck, with an unclear expression.

The young man nestled in his arms, looking like a proud cat.

Thin lips slightly raised, he said: "Master, you lost."