[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

Shanxi:

It was already dark.

But the girls' courtyard was still brightly lit.

A man with a sword was walking slowly on the long street wet with rain at night.

He is a very strange person.

Because he spends time every year avenging four strangers.

The lilacs on the street were knocked down by the drizzle and brushed against the sword's edge, and slowly scattered on the ground.

No one should have killed on a night like this.

Lu XiaoFeng sighed.

He was sitting on the railing on the second floor, still holding a jar of wine in his hand.

"That person is the owner of Ximen Villa?"

A voice asked softly.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "He is Ximen Chuuxue."

He has opened the jar and started drinking.

It's more windy tonight.

Wu Qun gathered up the water-red thin shirt.She was trembling a little, and her face was a little pale.

But her eyes were still very bright, staring downstairs without blinking.

Ximen Chuuxue stopped suddenly.

Because from that street corner suddenly walked out an old woman.

The old lady walked very slowly, still holding a cage of fried chestnuts in sugar.

Her fried chestnuts are really fragrant, and the smell stimulates one's appetite.

But tonight the streets are quiet.

The people who usually come to buy chestnuts are gone.

"You want to buy chestnuts?"

the old woman asked suddenly.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't speak, he just picked up the sword in his hand.

He doesn't like to talk nonsense when it comes to killing people.

The old woman didn't move.

She looked a little strange, and suddenly sighed again: "Since you don't buy chestnuts, don't block the old woman's way of life."

"The freshly roasted chestnuts can't be sold, they will go bad tomorrow."

"Who are you selling to?"

Ximen Chuuxue asked.

The old woman smiled: "Anyone can."

"A passer-by, Xiao Er, someone who eats mutton buns, or that girl upstairs."

She said and looked up the stairs.

Wu Qun was lying on the railing, and Leng Wei bumped into those eyes.

"She really doesn't look like an old man."

She sighed softly.

The skin is old, and even the corners of the eyes have fine lines.But the eyes are still beautiful, they are the eyes of a pair of young beauties, which is really against such a face.

Lu Xiaofeng ran out of wine.

He looked downstairs lightly.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword had already been struck.

It was a very fast sword.

Few people in the arena can see this sword clearly.

All they could see was the drops of blood on the sword.

The cage containing the chestnuts was overturned.

Aunt Gongsun sneered, and drew out her two swords from underneath.

There are not many people who use double swords in the world.

Dugu Yihe, the leader of Emei, also counted the 49 sword double kills.

But Aunt Gongsun is a family of her own.

Her sword is gorgeous, and her moves are like dancing, but she is full of murderous intent.

This is a sword dance inherited from the Tang Dynasty.

It's a pity that although she has a good sword, it was Ximen Chuuxue who met her.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't look downstairs anymore, he sat on the railing and started counting the stars.

"You don't seem worried at all."

Wu Qun asked softly.

Her eyes are beautiful, and the skirt on her body is also beautiful.The water-red skirt swayed in the night, as if even the starlight was covered.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed:

"Because I know he's going to win."

The long street was still silent.

Wu Qun followed his gaze, but saw that Ximen Chuuxue had already withdrawn his sword.

The sword was still dripping with blood.

Drop by drop mixed with the night rain and fell to the ground.

He has gone into the inn.

The bloodstains on the street were also washed clean, only a cold corpse showed the fierce battle just now.

People die every day in this arena.

Aunt Zhao is not used to it.

She opened the door for business.

Ximen Chuuxue just asked for a bowl of water.

Soon, the bowl was served.

But the person holding the white water is not Xiaoer.

"Lu Xiaofeng."

Ximen Chuuxue said lightly.

Lu Xiaofeng put the bowl on the table: "You don't seem to be at all curious that I will come."

"Why should I be curious?"

Ximen Chuuxue asked.

Lu Xiaofeng stopped talking.

Because someone next to him has already said for him: "Because Lu Xiaofeng always represents trouble, and this time is no exception."

Wu Qun smiled lightly.

Her eyes were bright and beautiful, and she looked straight at the white-clothed swordsman sitting on the chair.

This is a look that men cannot resist.

But Ximen Chuuxue is not only a man, he is also a sword.

A merciless sword.

So he just said indifferently: "As long as Lu Xiaofeng doesn't provoke women, naturally he won't be in trouble."

His tone was cold and his words were very blunt.

Lu Xiaofeng frowned slightly.

But seeing the beauty suddenly smiled: "You are right."

"I am indeed the trouble."

As she spoke, she slowly knelt on the ground, and her water-red skirt spread out like a haze.

Wu Qun looked at the swordsman in white and said word by word, "Because I want to learn how to sword."

Her voice was soft but firm.

The waist that should have been like a willow was very straight.

It's a beautiful gesture.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed: He originally only thought she was a beauty.

Now I feel that this beauty is also very strong.

A person with a straight back is always more respectable.

Especially a stunning beauty.

Ximen Chuuxue finally raised his eyes: "You can't practice swords."

Wu Qun's face turned white in an instant, she bit her lip but still couldn't get up.

Lu Xiaofeng had already drank two glasses of wine.

He looked away.

Because such a beauty really makes people soft.

But he couldn't persuade her any more.

So he could only continue drinking.

Ximen Chuuxue had already gone upstairs.

Wu Qun still knelt quietly on the ground.

She frowned, looking very quiet.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt that it would be nice to drink in this lobby all night.

The rain outside the window was heavier.

Little by little, the red candles are extinguished.

The water-red skirt seemed even more colorful.

This was originally a wedding dress, but it was torn apart by the bride and given away.

There is always a lot of resentment in this world.

Thinking of the woman with crazy eyes, Wu Qun slightly curled her lips.

'Learn the sword of that person's life, and return it to him one by one. '

Ruin his wish~