[Comprehensive martial arts] The style of painting is wrong

Luo Huixue looked at the letter paper and sneered, her index finger stroked the dry words on the paper inch by inch.

"The peach blossoms here are blooming, I went out for a stroll..." Luo Huixue gently read the words on the paper, "Good guy, it was autumn two months ago, and the peach blossoms are still in full bloom."

The sun shines on the mahogany case through the screen window, and several letters are neatly arranged on the table one by one. The girl with a few pale faces from the cold sits on the bed, quietly flipping through the paper.

This should have been a beautiful picture.

"Well, this peach blossom has been blooming from April to October, that is to say, there has been no news at all for six months, and I don't know whether it is life or death." Luo Huixue tapped her fingers on the table lightly.

Although Fu Hongxue was no longer honest, his ability to lie was as clumsy as ever. A peach blossomed for six months... Such a clumsy lie actually deceived her for six months.

Luo Huixue took a deep breath, forced himself to throw out the familiar corpse that had been stabbed by a knife in his head, and then repeated it three times: the protagonist's halo, the protagonist's halo, the protagonist's halo!The protagonist will not die!

"Ye Gucheng, Chuuxue, if you don't have anything too urgent, you can go out with me!" Luo Huixue raised her voice slightly, she knew that Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng were sitting in the small hall outside.

Luo Huixue narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing the feeling of settling accounts after autumn: "Let's go to the desert!"

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The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river.The sky is pale yellow, the field is vast, and the desert is full of long yellow sand.

Wanmatang is a famous power in the desert—of course it is not the biggest. The desert has its queen, and no one person or power in this land dares to challenge the dignity of that woman.

It's just that this huge fortress, which was actually extremely prosperously decorated in the desert, ushered in three uninvited guests today.

Ma Kongqun, the hall master of Wanma Hall, is a famous first-class master. His pair of iron-like slaps have laid this huge foundation for him in the desert.He has never bowed his head to others for most of his life, until today.

"Three, all the prisoners of my Wanmatang are here." Ma Kongqun lowered his head, a drop of sweat dripping from his temples.

He knew that these three people were not kind, but he didn't have the slightest power to resist.Ma Kongfu glanced fearfully at the two men in white, to be precise at the knives tied around their waists.

His sixth sense told him that if these two swords were drawn out of their sheaths, everyone present, including him and the hundreds of masters in Wanmatang, would all be decapitated.

Ma Kongqun's heart trembled when he thought of this, he only hoped that these three people would still take care of some of that woman, and not casually massacre them in the desert.

"Ma Kongqun, are you sure there are only these people?" Luo Huixue said coldly, narrowing her eyes dangerously at this person.

When she was rushing here, she had sent a letter to her spies to investigate first. Fu Hongxue had indeed been captured by Wanmatang's people for more than three months.

However, he didn't see the corpse being thrown out - that's why Luo Huixue was still willing to stand here and talk.

Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng stared at Ma Kongqun cooperatively, threatening.Under the sword-like eyes of the two top swordsmen, Ma Kongqun had difficulty breathing, and the cold sweat on his head dripped down his neck into his satin collar.

Ma Kongqun took a deep breath, trying to maintain his dignity: "This guest, this is indeed everyone in our Wanmatang, old people, children, and... slaves, all here."

Luo Huixue stared at Ma Kongqun, as if she wanted to see even a trace of lying on his face, but no, Luo Huixue's people-watching skills told her that Ma Kongqun had indeed called everyone here.

What about Fu Hongxue?Luo Huixue believed in the skills of his spies. Since they guaranteed that Fu Hongxue had indeed entered Wanmatang, and that he was not dead and did not come out, then Fu Hongxue must still be in Wanmatang.

Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng carried swords on their backs, like two patron saints, guarding behind Luo Huixue, one on the left and one on the right. It seemed that as long as Luo Huixue said "kill", they would draw their swords.The cold sweat on Ma Kongqun's head almost formed a river, soaking his satin collar.

"Let's go. Master Ma, we are the ones who have caused you trouble today." Luo Huixue spoke modestly, but there was no trace of respect on her face.Ma Kongqun breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the three little ancestors were willing to leave, it would be fine for him to kneel down and kowtow.

It seems that Hongxue should have her own plan, Luo Huixue is riding on the horse, and the sky is full of yellow sand in front of her.

"We'll wait here for a month." Luo Huixue thought for a while, and quickly guessed where Fu Hongxue was.In all likelihood, he was in Wanma Hall, but no one found him.He is a ghost in Wanma Hall, carrying the flame of revenge.

Luo Huixue looked at Huang Sha in front of him in a daze, and murmured: "It's good that people have nothing to do, I can't lose any more cares..."

"Father, who are these people? Why should we be afraid of them." A woman who was dressed in satin clothes like Ma Kongqun approached and complained tenderly.

Ma Kongqun looked at his daughter who was about the same age as those little devils but who was ignorant of worldly affairs, and his worry became a little deeper. "These three people, the woman at the head doesn't know how deep she is, but the two men behind her are both half-step master-level swordsmen." Ma Kongqun said in a deep voice.

Although the three uninvited guests left, he didn't feel at ease in his heart.Looking for someone... Who is the person they are looking for?Why come to Wanmatang to find someone?And the news he got, that man's son... Ma Kongqun suddenly looked ten years older.

On the eaves of a kitchen here, a black figure crawled on the beam, carefully suppressing the breathing rate.It seems that something extraordinary happened today, even the handyman was called out hastily.

Fu Hongxue gently held the dagger in his bosom, and stared at the kitchen door motionlessly. He heard footsteps, and these people had all returned.

Three fat men walked in muttering. Fu Hongxue was already very familiar with these three men. He had been lurking here for the past three months. These three men were the cooks of this small kitchen.

Fu Hongxue knew that these three guys would definitely talk about this matter.In the desert, there are only yellow sand and storms, and there are no women in Wanmatang. Such an unscrupulous environment is enough to force the most strict-mouthed man into the longest-tongued woman in the village.

"Hey, I don't know what the origin of the three guys who came today is. Have you seen that the head of the family is like a slave behind that woman, saying that he is looking for someone, but it looks more like seeking revenge. "Sure enough, as soon as he sat down, one of the red-faced men couldn't help but gossip.He didn't care if he said bad things about the boss, anyway, in the past 300 years, only the three of them would be willing to come.

Another cook surnamed Xu glanced left and right and lowered his voice: "That woman dares to dress up beautifully in a place like the desert. She's a mortal who can be so bold in this place?"

He paused intentionally, and when the other two people were looking at him, the man who was satisfied with his vanity continued to speak: "You are far away, I can see clearly from the front, and the one behind is behind you." The two men with swords, that momentum..."

"But that chick is really pretty. I thought our lady was beautiful, but that chick's figure is...hehe." The cook surnamed Xu squeezed his eyes, and the three of them glanced at each other and let out a wretched laugh .

Fu Hongxue looked down at the three unaware men, his eyes were full of murderous intent.The girl, two peerless swordsmen, came to Wanmatang to find someone. The information was enough for him to piece together the identity of the person.

He subconsciously clenched the safety buckle tied with a red string around his neck, and for another month at most, he would not owe anyone anything.

He was not Hua Baifeng's biological son, Fu Hongxue pursed his lips, but he owed Hua Baifeng his life, even if she didn't treat him well.However, the corner of Fu Hongxue's mouth curled up slightly, as long as he handed over Ma Kongqun's head to her, he would not owe her anything.

The three men below were still spitting and chatting about what happened today. For them, today was already the biggest scene they had ever experienced in their lives.Their faces were flushed red and their necks were thick, as if they were not servants standing below coweringly, but heroes who pointed out the country.

Fu Hongxue listened intently for a while at first, but after a while, he realized that the content of these people's conversation was only meaningless bragging and stopped listening.

The few men below will never know that just now, a real "martial arts master" passed over their heads, just like what they boasted, with a pitch-black knife, one by one to kill Do great things.

Fu Hongxue vigilantly took advantage of the gap between the patrolling guards in the dark to shuttle between the huge fortress. The black figure disappeared in a remote courtyard. Half a moment later, an ordinary-looking man with a timid posture The handyman came out with a broom.

Fu Hongxue thought about what Luo Huixue had taught him, not to fight unprepared battles, Fu Hongxue thought over and over this sentence in his heart.He was going to confirm whether Ma Kongqun and Ma Fangling would go hunting ten days later as originally planned, and hoped that Xueer didn't frighten them out of their wits.

Along the way, several teams of patrolling elites did not give this ordinary handyman a single glance at all. Thanks to the human skin mask Wang Lianhua gave him, Fu Hongxue arrived in front of Ma Fangling's boudoir smoothly. A black panther in the darkness lightly jumped onto the roof, took a deep breath, and waited.A lurking hunter, waiting for his prey to throw himself into the net.

Night after day, and finally, on the second night, the hunter got what he wanted.

"Father finally promised me not to delay the hunt!" Ma Fangling happily hopped into the room with a triumphant smile on her face.

The maid on the side naturally only flattered: "The one who loves you the most is the young lady, so naturally the young lady can do whatever she wants."

Ma Fangling smiled: "That's natural, you go and ask someone to find me some slaves, I need them for hunting."

Fu Hongxue lay on the roof, listening with ears pricked up for half the night, and wrote down all the information.Finally, the candles in the room were extinguished, and Fu Hongxue lay on the roof for more than an hour. He didn't make a sound and slipped away along the wall until the entire Wanma Hall fell silent...

The accumulated sand looks like continuous snow under the moonlight. In the silent desert, there are only a few howling dogs in the Wanmatang Fortress in the distance.

Fu Hongxue looked up at the moon, and the moonlight shone on his pitch-black eyes, reflecting a gleam of light.His pale face was sickly pale under the bright moonlight.It would be unhealthy for anyone to hide in the house without seeing the sun for four months, but Fu Hongxue was very happy.

He looked at the pitch-black knife in his hand, his pupils gradually shrank, as if he was thinking about something.

"A certain liar finally came out." A playful voice sounded from behind him.

The body of this high-spirited chivalrous man, who was still strategizing just now, froze quickly when he heard a familiar voice.What should I do if I have done something wrong but just happened to meet the sufferer?Wait online!

"Xue'er." Fu Hongxue froze for a few breaths, then turned around in resignation, lowered his eyes, and placed his hands by his sides.

Luo Huixue clasped her hands in front of her chest, looking like she was trying to settle accounts after autumn: "Your peach blossoms are quite capable of blooming. I don't know which variety it is. It has been blooming for six months."

Her mouth seemed to be full of anger, but there was no trace of anger in her eyes, but full of appreciation.

Fu Hongxue didn't foolishly rush forward to fight an old man desperately, he learned to lurk, and learned to plan before attacking.He is not a naive sheep, he is a lone wolf in sheep's clothing.

But we can't just let it go, he is still a liar, he must be educated.

"Ahem..." Luo Huixue raised her head, her eyes widened suddenly at the next moment, it was too foul!

Fu Hongxue raised his head and opened a pair of slightly moist black eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up a little, his whole face was full of flattery, the cold and harsh feeling around him suddenly softened, he looked like a big dog wagging its tail around people hook.

As long as I pretended to be pitiful Xue'er would let me go, Fu Hongxue suddenly had such an intuition, so he learned the beauty trick without a teacher.

I go……

Looking at Fu Hongxue's appearance that he had never seen before, Luo Huixue thought to himself——

Who can stand this.