[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Treasures of Lianhua

"Why don't we come and compare how to have a baby, and see who has the fastest birth and the most birth." Lin Xian'er didn't expect Seventh Miss to be shy, but she was not surprised, and her smile was even more charming.But "Seven Girls" casually took out a dagger from his sleeve and said, "It's too much trouble than giving birth to a child, why don't we come and compare it with something more exciting, sister, do you dare?"

Lin Xianer couldn't figure out the way of 'Seven Girls' at first, but when she saw that Shen Yue didn't say a word and didn't intend to persuade her at all, she became eager to win and smiled: "Why don't you dare, even if my sister wants to kill someone, My sister also accompanied me."

'Seventh Girl' smiled even more happily, and raised her hand with a smile to cut a cut on her face with the dagger. Lin Xian'er never thought about such a change, screamed, and stood up from the stool in fright . Blood was already oozing from the face of 'Seven Girls', but she didn't seem to notice it, she seemed to be more excited, she raised the dagger and made another slash on the other cheek, and walked towards Lin Xian'er with a smile, the flesh and blood on her face turned up , from the corner of her mouth to the roots of her ears, streaks of blood ooze from her beautiful face, but she doesn't seem to know the pain at all, and she is still smiling, just like a devil.

Lin Xian'er shook her head vigorously, her face turned pale with fright, and in the blink of an eye, she saw 'Seventh Girl' laughing and stabbing the sharp dagger into her chest, the silvery white dagger was shining and just inserted into the round hole on her chest. On the ground, there was only a sound of 'poof', the lump of white meat on her left chest was cut off by her, and fell to the ground, the blood flowed down the chest, but she was still laughing, laughing He approached Lin Xian'er step by step.

Lin Xian'er felt that she was going crazy, she screamed and turned around to run, but the door that was not plugged in at first seemed to be nailed to death, and she couldn't open it no matter how hard she tried, she looked at Shen Yue for help, but saw Shen Yue just stared at 'Seventh Girl' and shook his head with a smile, as if he was used to it, watching 'Seventh Girl' cut off another piece of flesh on his chest with a dagger, he didn't feel terrible at all, He was laughing too.

madman!They are all lunatics!

Lin Xian'er clutched her skirt tightly, and tightly covered her chest. At this moment, she seemed to have fallen into hell, her whole body was icy cold, and 'Seventh Girl' held a dagger in her bloody hand and moved towards Lin Xian'er step by step. As Xian'er approached, the roundness of her chest turned into two holes, terrifying and bloody.Lin Xian'er kept backing away, screaming and shouting: "I lost, I lost, let me go!"

"Good sister, come on, it's your turn."

'Seventh Girl' is holding a dagger in her hand, her face and chest are covered with blood and blood, white flesh and red blood, the smile on her face seems to have turned into a devil at this moment, as if the next moment will It was as if it had grown fangs to bite and devour people, but this was not over, I saw the "seven girls" raised their hands and slashed across his throat again, so deep that it almost cut off the throat, this time Even Shen Yue's expression changed, but 'Seventh Girl' was like an unconscious monster, she still didn't feel any pain, but there was a 'cuckoo' sound from her throat, and the frightened person was about to go crazy.

She wasn't dead yet, and suddenly there were bursts of piercing whistles around her, suddenly far and near, like a haunted land of ghosts.

At this moment, Lin Xian'er suddenly felt that the entire Baiyun Pavilion was a ghost town. She stumbled and finally broke open the door, and ran out as if fleeing for her life. there is none left.

Only the piercing ghostly voice was left in the silence, and even the whole Taiyuan City seemed to be a dead city. Lin Xianer ran desperately, escaped desperately, and finally caught up with Long Xiaoyun, but no matter how much she called Long Xiaoyun He didn't even respond to Xiao Yun's name, his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if his soul had been sucked away by the devil, and he became a walking corpse, only talking about Li Yuan's house deed.

Lin Xian'er felt that she was also going crazy, she regretted it, and realized at this moment that neither the Seventh Girl of Baiyun Pavilion nor Shen Yue was the person she should provoke.

Shen Lang snatched Wang Lianhua's dagger and threw it on the table. Seeing him covered in blood, he couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his hand to check the cut in Wang Lianhua's throat. He was really afraid that he would accidentally hurt him. to myself.

Seeing that he was fine, Shen Lang felt relieved, and said with a sigh of relief: "Brother Wang, brother Wang, don't make jokes like this in the future, it will make Shen worry for nothing."

"Could it be that Shen Daxia can't even trust Wang's craftsmanship? This son is free." Wang Lianhua recovered her voice and took a handkerchief to wipe her hands. The sticky blood everywhere was really uncomfortable.

He looked at Long Xiaoyun who was still nesting in the corner, and he admired this kid's courage.

"Boy, you are not afraid, why are you still here?"

Although Long Xiaoyun's face was pale, he had to force himself to be calm. When he heard the voice of 'Seven Girls', he knew he had guessed right. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not afraid, I know it's just a superb disguise It's just a technique."

Wang Lianhua put away the smile on her face, stopped talking, turned around the screen, and entered the back room.

Long Xiaoyun is Lin Shiyin's son, and Lin Shiyin must have secretly copied the "A Book of Lianhua" that she wrote back then. She did not follow the agreement and handed over the book to Li Xunhuan. The cheats were given to his son.

"The Treasure of Lianhua" records Wang Lianhua's lifelong unique knowledge. After reading it, one will naturally guess that it is just his superb disguise technique.

"Very good!" Wang Lianhua said to himself, he felt that Long Xiaoyun was quite courageous.

While thinking about it, Shen Lang had already walked in to help him wipe off the blood plasma on his face and body, and fumigated his face with vinegar and hot water prepared earlier, Wang Lianhua peeled off the skin and washed his face, Shen Lang Lang took a towel to help him wipe off the water stains on his face, pulled out the pearl hairpin on his head, tied his hair up, put on the crimson robe, and restored the original appearance of Young Master Qianmian .

So Li Xunhuan and A Fei, who were still lying under the quilt, watched the stunning beauty from the corner of the lifted quilt, and turned into a handsome boy in a few moments.

A Fei was stunned, more than ten years later, Wang Lianhua still looked like the boy in the dream, with her crimson clothes like fire, she hadn't changed at all.

"It's still more pleasing to the eye." Shen Lang looked at the face of the person in front of him with satisfaction, and finally helped him fasten his belt.

Wang Lianhua looked at Shen Lang's scruffy beard and an ugly scar on his face, and said with a disgusted expression: "I don't like you, you'd better wash your face clean quickly." , otherwise my good nephew would think you are ugly and deny you."

As he said that, he raised the pot of hot water mixed with vinegar, and began to fume Shen Lang's face. After the fumigation, he rubbed his face with both hands, picked up the dagger, and cut the scar on his face. With a few flashes, the thick beard and long scars on Shen Lang's face fell into the basin one by one.

After a while, Wang Lianhua had already removed the disguise for him, and wiped his face with a wet towel.

Li Xun Huan sat up in amazement, while admiring the skill of this pair of hands, he was also amazed at Shen Yue's original face.

This is the Shen Yue in his memory, with his sharp sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, straight nose bridge, and sharp-edged face, he is really similar to A Fei, but no matter how young he is, he is still more than A Fei. The precipitation of these years, Qian Fan's calmness after the end, and the three-point smile that always hangs on his mouth made him more friendly, not like a knight-errant prodigal son, but like a thin elderly scholar.

One is calm and steady, unrestrained and calm, and the other has a jade face and vermilion lips, stunning talent, what a pair of jade and jade.

More than ten years have passed by, yet they have never left the slightest trace of age on their faces. Compared with Li Xun Huan, who has already had white silk on his temples after being beaten by frost, he looks much younger. He can no longer suppress his voice. Itching in the room, he coughed heavily.

Wang Lianhua already knew the relationship between A Fei and Li Xunhuan that went beyond friendship, and she also knew the worries in Li Xunhuan's heart. A Fei was still young, but Li Xunhuan was about to enter middle age, so how could she accompany A Fei until she grew old? He rarely expressed comfort.

"Young man, don't think too much, with my son here, I will ensure that you can live alive and kicking until the age of seventy."

I'm stuck in my heart, but in this Jianghu, only a person like Xiao Li Tanhua can be worthy of his good nephew.

Shen Lang also knew that the person A Fei fell in love with was not Lin Xian'er, but Xiao Li Tanhua, as if he knew everything in this world by heart, and no one's thoughts could escape his eyes, he didn't object, just a little Tou echoed: "The karma and fate in this world are inherently wonderful, and the feelings of life and death are hard-won, so we should cherish them."

Anything can happen in this world. The little devil who has never seen other people happy can turn his back on his evil ways and show mercy.

When Long Xiaoyun saw Li Xunhuan walking from the screen, his pale face became even more ugly. He originally thought that Long Xiaoyun would persuade Shen Yue to kill Li Xunhuan, although it would be difficult, but it was not impossible. They have already colluded with each other for the sole purpose of getting back Li Yuan's title deed and humiliating Lin Xian'er.

Long Xiaoyun trembled angrily, glared at Li Xunhuan and sneered, "What a ruthless Li Xunhuan, it's not enough for my mother to wash her face with tears every day, and she also colluded with outsiders to rob my mother's house and take away our family. It’s not over until we drive out of the Central Plains.”

Li Xun Huan's weakness in this life is Lin Shiyin, Long Xiaoyun's words are just to piss him off, but every time Li Xun Huan hits the target, he will cough up blood and fall down when he speaks of heartache.

Hearing his words, Shen Lang realized why the tolerant Li Xunhuan would abolish such a child's martial arts. He frowned, thinking that if he really learned all of Wang Lianhua's skills, if he If you don't learn to correct evil and return to righteousness, in a few years, the world will be in chaos again.

Wang Lianhua has no headaches for this kind of child who likes to die since childhood, he is ruthless, you are more ruthless than him, there will always be a way to subdue him, Shen Lang is too thin-skinned to attack this kind of child , look at that Wanyan Kang, he is not much more cruel than Long Xiaoyun. Most of these children are the stinking problems that their parents are used to, rebellious and dark psychological.

Wang Lianhua suddenly became interested in Long Xiaoyun, and said with a smile: "What a boy, he is cruel and ruthless, he turns black and white, he is good, he has a future, why don't you ask me to be your teacher and let me teach/teach, how about/teach/teach me. "

Seeing Li Xun Huan, Long Xiaoyun was impatient for a moment, and put aside the bold guess just now, hearing Wang Lianhua's words, said angrily: "Bah, what are you, you deserve to be my master!"

"Oh, it's a pity..." Wang Lianhua was not angry at all, he shook his head, with a look of regret on his face, stood up and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, and said to Long Xiaoyun, "Then let's go."

Long Xiaoyun couldn't figure out what he meant, so he asked, "Where are you going?"

Wang Lianhua smiled kindly, like an amiable, gentle, affectionate and tolerant elder.

"Of course I'm going to your house."