Official match won't let me be beautiful [Comprehensive martial arts]

I looked around and didn't hear any movement, I just hesitated for a while, the iron girl who was empty in her belly rubbed her knees and got up from the futon.

She walked around the thick red sandalwood coffin - the coffin was not completely closed, but of course it was empty inside.As I got closer, I could smell the scent of the snacks placed beside the memorial tablet. I wonder if it has been left for a long time. The air is mixed with an indescribable complex smell, which seems to be the smell of incense candles...

But Xinlan didn't have time to pay attention too much, her eyes were all attracted by the simple inscriptions on the tablet:

——My late husband's surname was Hua and the seventh son gave birth to Xilian

These ten characters can be understood separately, but they can't be understood together... In the name of a widow, a monument was erected for a certain flower seventh son?

I don't know if it was Lu Xiaoji's joke because of his bad taste, or Hua Manlou made a mistake when he ordered his servants to prepare. Even though he has to do a full set of plays, he won't be able to get himself involved.

Iron Girl sighed, reached out to take a white candle, carefully pasted it with melted wax oil, and erased the quaint "seven" character.

After doing this, she clapped her hands, took a piece of pastry stacked on top with peace of mind, and took a tentative bite.

In order to keep the good appearance of this kind of tribute cake for a long time, there are always a lot of ingredients, and it is not easy to deteriorate. It can barely fill the stomach, but it will feel dry in the mouth.

Xinlan ate two yuan and wanted to find water to drink.

The teapot is inconspicuous, placed in a corner of the desk, not even a small teacup is missing.However, it is not a big deal for the children of the rivers and lakes to eat and sleep in the open, and Miss Tie is going to hold the spout of the pot and pour it into her mouth in the air.

—— Paused, probably thinking that after all, he played the role of a quiet and handsome Xiaojiabiyu, and finally remembered to cover up such a bold posture with flowing long sleeves.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fang put down the teapot, he looked as if his mind gradually became drowsy, and his whole body was on the verge of falling.

The girl in white was covering her head, and she had to support herself by the spiritual case to stabilize her thin figure. Her jet-black hair fell down her cheeks, revealing only a faintly beautiful side face, her willow-leaf eyebrows were furrowed, obviously she was in a very uncomfortable situation. situation.

To make matters worse, a sullen and greasy male voice suddenly sounded not far away: "Little beauty, it's midnight this day, teach me to wait!"

Xinlan was startled, and followed the prestige, and saw a thin man with a gloomy face standing in the yard.At this moment, the mask has been taken off, and he is approaching step by step with an evil smile!

It's also a smirk, the ordinary-looking Xiao Yu'er behind the disguise just now laughed, not as wretched and hateful as him.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, supported the desk behind her, and asked calmly, "Could it be that my tea is not clean? You...you are a flower picker!"

The man laughed loudly: "Ah, the beauty really has eyesight! But it's not just the tea that's the problem, it's the candle wick mixed with the tea and the strange fragrance, called Qiluoxiang... Tsk, chaste and chaste women become sluts !"

I don't know if it's because he's used to being shameless, and he's obviously arrogant, but his laughter is suppressed and feels ruthless: "It's a pity... I can only enjoy this stunning little beauty this time..."

The flower picking bee licked her dry lips, and rushed over: "Don't worry... even if it's just one time, I can teach you that this life is not in vain!"

Xinlan dodged timidly, staring at him across the coffin.

The flower picking bee never expected that this weak and beautiful girl still has the strength to dodge, but he is also considered a second-rate master in the arena, so he really wondered: "Little beauty, why are you hiding... Later, I am afraid that you will have to hide!" You pester me to love you!" But there is something wrong, the color makes you dizzy, how can you care about so much!

The iron girl felt a little nauseous.

She pursed her lips into a smile that was not a smile, stretched out a weak and boneless hand, and gently clasped the body of the coffin made of red sandalwood: "Husband... wake up quickly! There are thieves who want to bully me!" The solid wooden board There is a hidden sound of gold and jade under the percussion.

The flower picking bee laughed out loud.

I also felt that she was beautiful if she was beautiful, but I was probably scared and stupid, and my brain was not very good: "You actually called a dead person to protect you, hahahaha...beauty, don't worry, I will be here in this mourning hall, in front of you." In the face of the dead ghost, you—"

His hand pointing to the coffin froze, and he was suddenly speechless.

It was only because he noticed that the coffin was actually empty.Obviously there is a lot of gold and silver that should be buried with him, but the body has disappeared!

And the beautiful woman looked at him with affectionate eyes and smiled very sweetly. Her small cherry mouth was as clear and melodious as an oriole, and she said affectionately: "Husband, you can count it~ I waited so hard for you !"

The flower picking bee only felt a chill rushing to her heart.

As his lust gradually weakened, he forced his arrogant expression: "Little bitch, don't you try to scare me... I, I will definitely..." The words were forced to swallow in the middle of the sentence.

The four miserable white candles in front of the spiritual seat were all extinguished in an instant.

The flower bee shivered, only to hear the girl in white laughing happily.It was beautiful and pleasant to hear, but in this dark night, for no reason, it reminds people of those night talks in deserted houses, ghosts and foxes.

"—You said just now that you must... what?"

An extremely cold voice came quietly from behind, like water hitting ice and wind breaking jade, enough to freeze to the bones of a person.

……

Hua Manlou was slowly walking back with the food box.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue split into two groups, and chased the two masked thieves across most of the city, and when they reached a corner, there was no trace of the masked man, but they bumped into Huamanlou.

Young Master Hua Qi protected the food box, and realized that the person in front of the reckless person was his best friend, slightly surprised: "Why are you here? Didn't it be an appointment that you will stay in the house in the first half of the night?"

Lu Xiaofeng was also very surprised: "It's almost midnight, why don't you get enough energy to sleep and just hang out outside?"

The two of them were taken aback when they asked the question at the same time, and then both laughed again.

Hua Manlou gently shook the food box in front of Lu Xiaofeng, carefully making sure that the soup inside did not spill out: "I thought, Miss Tie might be a little hungry after a hard day's work."

Lu Xiaofeng smelled the scent very familiar, it seemed that the stall that Tie Xinlan liked very much sold three delicacies wontons hung in chicken soup: "Um... don't I have a share?"

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "You can buy it yourself if you're hungry. However, it's safe enough for the owner of Ximen to guard it alone... It's better to go early and return early."

Lu Xiaofeng sneered and wiped his lips: "Forget it, I just go back with you..." He turned around and walked side by side with Hua Manlou: "Two masked thieves appeared just now, I don't know which one Is it the real flower picking bee, or all of them. I separated from Ximen Chuuxue, and the martial arts I was chasing were obviously not surprising, but I didn’t know where I learned the tricks... It’s really hard to defend against."

Hua Manlou was listening quietly, but when she heard this, she stopped suddenly: "You are all gone, who will guard Miss Tie?"

Thinking of this after chasing halfway, Lu Xiaofeng, who was already a little guilty, looked at the extremely rare cold face of the other party, with a hint of silence, and said in a low voice: "Two thieves have appeared, and the flower bee... It's impossible Is it three people?"

——Just came out for a while, besides, Tie Xinlan is not really a weak and pitiful ordinary girl... She always persuaded them to stand far away, so as not to startle the snake.

But he never said that.

"You guys are too... Sigh! You keep looking for someone, I'll go back and watch over her." Hua Manlou didn't know what to say, so she could only sigh helplessly, and thrust the food box into Lu Xiaofeng's hand, using lightness kung fu Fly away.

"..." Lu Xiaofeng hugged the food box, not knowing where to go for a moment.

The authentic Flower Picker Bee, who was almost able to steal fragrance and jade, stood upright. He had been frozen for a long time, not daring to turn his head.

Although he didn't dare to turn his head, the voice behind him refused to let him go.

The very light and steady footsteps really seemed to be stepping on his heart, and the gently swaying wind sounded like it was blowing on his eardrums, and he was even more nervous than when he was threatened by the little fairy Zhang Jing a few years ago to chase him down. Fear.

—then he heard the sound of the blade slowly unsheathing.

The Flower Picking Bee's heart trembled, and the evil turned to the side, and she turned her head suddenly...

I saw a handsome young man in fluttering white clothes standing under the dark moonlight. His face was pale, his eyes were indifferent, and his demeanor was so cold that he didn't seem like a living person.

The flower picking bee didn't dare to blink, and grinned, "You...are you really reborn from the dead?!"

The young man in white looked at him as if he were looking at a dead person.

The flower picking bee looked at the beautiful girl standing leaning on the coffin again, and her eyes widened viciously: "Say, who is he?!" He had already drawn out his poisoned dagger.

Iron Girl looked at Huagongzi, blinked at him, lowered her voice mysteriously, and said slowly: "He...of course he is my deceased husband... Today is his first seven days, so I must be worried, so I came here specially Come and see me."

——Obviously it was an inexplicable statement, something supernatural and terrifying, but Hua Wuque's face was embarrassed by her words...

He didn't refute, just lowered his eyebrows slightly, and squeezed the hilt of his sword tightly.

The flower-picking bee watched a person and a "ghost" flirtatiously, and broke through the gloomy air before, and emboldened herself by yelling: "Little whore who can't keep a widow, I think this little white face is clearly your concubine! Hehehe ...Today, I will also try to catch the traitor!"

In his heart, he was still a little afraid of the young man in white. The old lady knew how to pick a persimmon, so she took the young girl first.

The flower picking bee is indeed treacherous and cautious, otherwise it would not be able to get away with it for so long when everyone in the rivers and lakes is shouting and beating... The dagger in his hand was aimed at the flower, but it was fake, but he wanted to throw three daggers while he was dodging. Needle, go straight to Tie Xinlan who is watching!

Unexpectedly, the opponent didn't bother to dodge at all, Xu Xu pulled a sword flower to separate him, and stabbed the thief's chest three-thirds of the way with his sword.

He was as fast as a ghost, and he didn't even use the martial arts of moving flowers and jade with one hand.When the flower picking bee fell to the ground, the bee needle in its hand had not yet shot out.

- This is also a matter of course.

If it wasn't for this thief's obscenities and insults to his sweetheart, which made the young master of Yihua Palace anxious, asking him to draw his sword would be a big deal...

After all, the young man in white didn't have the heart to kill him directly.

However, the culprit was in extreme pain and lost too much blood, so it was inevitable that he would lose his ability to move, and his life would inevitably be lost over time.

Hua Wuque walked over slowly, and finally opened his mouth: "You...do you have anything else to say?" This almost meant to hear about the funeral, and he wanted to see if he would regret it.

Xinlan trotted over, kicked the lewd thief who was lying on the ground hard, and asked, "Are you still enjoying it?"

The flower picking bee spit out blood-mixed saliva again in pain, and begged for mercy: "Hero, please forgive me, girl, please... I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong... You two have nothing to do with each other! It's me!" Talking nonsense with a broken mouth and heart, don't dare anymore, don't dare anymore!"

After Hua Wuque put the sword back into its sheath, he stood with his hands behind his back.

After hearing these words, he remained silent, only feeling that his ears were noisy, and his expression became more and more indifferent.

Seeing that he was unmoved, the flower picker was half-truthful and half-truthful, threatening and tempting: "Although the poison on this girl's body is shallow, it doesn't matter so far... But once it really flares up..."

Sure enough, the young man in white's face tightened: "What do you mean by that?"

The flower-picking bee laughed, and the half-green and half-red face was a bit funny: "People don't know that we, the flower-picking bee, are uncles and nephews, so we can always take the lead when we walk in the rivers and lakes. It's a pity that anyone who is a little bit pretty is taken by me." That cunning nephew has taken over..."

He was deliberately dragging out his tone while speaking to seek a way out, but he saw the young girl pull out the young master's saber by herself, and interrupted his words softly: "Do you want to say that only you have that Qi Luoxiang?" The antidote for you is just not on your body, so we can't kill you..."

She leaned over, pointing slowly with the tip of the bright sword: "The most terrible thing is that the poison in me can only be cured by a man and a woman's sympathy. Alive, willing to hand over the antidote?"

The words were all said by her, the flower picker was stunned, and nodded numbly.

——Hua Wuque was originally worried and apprehensive, but at this moment her complexion suddenly flushed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't dare to look at her at all.

The iron girl glanced up at him, almost laughed out loud, but turned her head with a serious face: "Don't say that this girl didn't drink cold tea, and she didn't fall for your obscene fragrance at all. If you don't have sex, you will die. You liar!"

She smiled slightly, stopped when she was about to do something, and pulled the sleeve of the young man: "If I dirty this sword, will you blame me?"

The young man in white looked at her steadfastly. He was finally able to look at his sweetheart openly and aboveboard these days, and his heart couldn't help but feel agitated.

His eyebrows were gentle, although he didn't understand why, he only said in a hoarse voice: "Why? I... just change it."

As the iron girl raised her sword and dropped it, a scream pierced the sky.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-1021:07:54~2020-05-1314:57:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Wu Cheng Cheng; 2 bottles of Su Ye;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Huahua was in a bad mood at first, but the prostitute said, "You two are innocent and have nothing to do with each other!" So she became even more upset, ahahahahahaha