[Jian San + Gu Long] Put that flower and I will come!

When Wan Feng woke up, she felt dizzy in her head, as if she had been in a deep sleep for three days.

There seemed to be a red light in front of her eyes, which made her cheeks and eyelids feel hot.

The sound of crackling firewood sticks rang in my ears.

Is it... a fire?

The exposed skin had the illusion of being burned, which meant... she had been facing that fire for... a while.

My mind is still not fully awake, and my thoughts seem intermittent.

What happened?

The little girl struggled to open her eyelids, and in her blurred vision, she saw her slightly curled fingers, which seemed to be carved out of transparent ruby ​​under the light of the fire.

She... fell asleep?

wrong!this smell...

There was still a little fragrance left on the skirt that made her mind sink.

...Mixiang?

By the way, she was going to the small courtyard, but suddenly someone covered her mouth and nose.

She smelled a scent, and by the time she realized something was wrong, she had already collapsed with limp hands and feet, and passed out.

She closed her eyes hard, and then opened them again. This time, she finally saw clearly where she was.

cave.

This is a cave, there is no fishy smell in the cave, it is very clean, it should not be a place where any animals live.

The cave was not very deep, and Wan Feng could easily see the dark and opaque forest outside, as well as a small half of the night sky dotted with many stars.

Is it already night?

"you're awake."

A voice came from the side, hard.

The little girl looked at the surrounding environment enough, and then turned her eyes to the person who hijacked her.

It's a man in black.

Wan Feng was surprised.

She exposed this surprise clearly in her eyes.

Because she found that she couldn't tell whether this person was a man or a woman.

She is a disciple of Shang Yu's lineage in Wanhua Valley. Shang Yu's lineage was passed down from Su Yuluan, the qin sage, and Su Yuluan is married to Lin Baixuan, the painting sage. Therefore, most of Shang Yu's disciples are also guided by the painting sage. Each has its own merits.

The same is true for Wan Feng. Although her painting skills cannot be called a master, she has made some achievements, especially in figure painting.

All painters who learn to draw figures naturally have to study the structure of the human body, male and female, this is the most basic.Even if the figure drawn by a painter is as beautiful as a fairy, people can clearly tell whether it is male or female from his/her figure.Therefore, the painter himself must have a pair of sharp eyes, which can tell at a glance whether a person's bones under the clothes are male or female.

But facing this person, Wan Feng found that she couldn't tell whether he/she was a man or a woman.

Could it be that this person has practiced the bone shrinking skill mentioned by Gu Zhu, and he can freely change his body between men, women and children?

Looking carefully, this person's stature is taller than a woman's and shorter than a man's. Although he is just sitting there casually, for some reason, he feels freehand and romantic.

Pursing her lips, Wan Feng asked, "I probably haven't seen you before, but judging from your appearance, it's not like you caught the wrong person..." She said, carefully paying attention to the man's expression, but Immediately afterwards, he realized that he had done useless work: the expression on his face did not fluctuate at all, as stiff as a stone.It's summer now, and after being exposed to the firelight for such a long time at night like this, no sweat has evaporated, and even the complexion has not been turned red by the bonfire at all... Various signs indicate that he is wearing a human skin mask.

"Of course you have never seen me." The man in black said coldly.

"In other words, I have no enmity with you. Then you can only arrest me to avenge another person, and that person should be someone close to me." The little girl frowned, "I went to... It turned out that the time was not long, and I didn’t know many people, so the only ones who can be counted are Ayun and Xiangshuai, and at most Mrs. Ren and Master Suxin.”

"If you have a grudge against Xiang Shuai, you shouldn't have come to arrest me. I have only known him for two months, and you are more effective in arresting his horse than in arresting me."

"Mrs. Ren has been out of the Jianghu for 20 years, and her skills have been abolished. Since your drug can make me fall without any defense, it should also work against Mrs. Ren, but you didn't go to her... Then your enemy It shouldn't be her."

"Master Suxin is a monk, and she seldom makes enemies with others. If she really became enemies, threatening me would be better than threatening to burn her temple...it won't be her."

"When you hijacked me, I was in the other courtyard of Ayun's house. If you had a grudge against Ayun, you could use me to threaten Ayun at that time—I don't know if it works or not." Wan Feng counted down one by one, "But you didn't do that, instead you took me to the deep mountains outside Jinan City... Who is the person you want to take revenge on?"

She really couldn't think of any close friends she had.

If it was in Datang, it would be impossible to count.But in this world, the number of people she has known so far is only ten fingers, and she really can't find anyone who meets this requirement.

"If you know who I am, you will understand why I took you away."

Wan Feng was at a loss, but still asked cooperatively: "Who are you?"

The man took off the human skin mask on his face, revealing a beautiful face.

A very beautiful young girl.

Wan Feng's eyes widened in shock: "Miss Gong... No, you are not Gong Nanyan!"

Although at first glance, this person is almost exactly the same as Gong Nanyan, but if you look closely, you can find that the two are just similar.

The most obvious thing is that there are many wrinkles on the corners of the eyebrows and eyes of this person. Although he is still a young girl at first glance, he is obviously not young anymore.

Moreover, compared to Gong Nanyan's frosty coldness, this person is more beautiful.

Although he didn't smile, there was a kind of coquettishness in his eyebrows and eyes, as if to seduce the hearts of the people around him all the time.

However, Wan Feng slowly frowned.

"You..." She hesitated, "You... are a man!"

The man in black, who looked like a girl, nodded indifferently: "I am the lady Xiong."

……Who is that?

Wan Feng thought about it, and felt as if she had heard of it somewhere.

"I'm Situ Jing's father."

...Sorry she still doesn't know who that is.

He continued: "The disciple who died in Shenshui Palace is the father of the girl who committed suicide while pregnant."

After being told this, Wan Feng immediately remembered.

Immediately afterwards, she finally dug out the only impression of the name "Xiong Niangzi" from the depths of her memory: "Ah! It's that flower picker!"

The old beggar told her that the notorious flower picker Xiong Niangzi was once the top in the world in disguise, and there were only three people who could compare with her.

But... Shouldn't this person have been shot dead by Palace Master Shenshui 20 years ago?

Leaving aside why the dead person suddenly came back to life, Wan Feng suddenly realized the reason why this person came to arrest her.

"It seems that you also understand." Mrs. Xiong looked at the little girl with a look of enlightenment in her eyes, and said, "I only see my daughter once every five years, and this year happens to be the year when I can meet her, so I started preparing from a very early age."

"I remember the last time we met, she liked to eat fried broad beans and peanuts very much. She ate almost two catties by herself, so I went all over the world to find her favorite taste; I remember that she should also eat it now. It's the girl's youthful age, and it's time to dress up, so I went to find good materials, and wanted to make a hairpin for her..." Xiong Niangzi said softly, "But then I remembered, I haven't seen it for five years. Seeing her, I don't know how tall she is now, what kind of tricks she likes, what kind of hairpin should be tied so that she likes it..."

"At the beginning, I made an agreement with the master of Shenshui Palace, and I only saw her once every five years... But I really wanted to know what she liked, and I didn't want to make her unhappy, so I sneaked into Shenshui Palace secretly. Her boudoir to see what pattern she prefers."

"I just sneaked in and heard someone in Xiaojing's boudoir." Mrs. Xiong suddenly became excited when she said this, "Do you know what I heard?"

Wan Feng didn't answer, and in fact Mrs. Xiong didn't need her to answer.

"I heard Gong Nanyan saying to her master that Xiaojing is dead, and the child in her belly can only be that Miaoseng Wuhua!" Madam Xiong's voice trembled, "It took me a long time to understand, It turns out that Xiaojing committed suicide, and my daughter... she is dead!"

That day, he stayed in the secret passage for a long time, so long that Gong Nanyan left Xiaojing's boudoir, so long that the jellyfish Yin Ji who sat in the room until dawn also left, so long that Xiaojing's boudoir was Jellyfish Yin Ji ordered the dust to be sealed...

Then he started laughing.

laugh at himself.

Mrs. Xiong has ruined countless people's daughters in her life. Now that his daughter has been insulted, what right does he have to hate?

This may be retribution, the retribution God gave him.

Laughing until his voice became hoarse, he finally had to accept the fact.

But he was not reconciled after all.

So he secretly searched for Wuhua's whereabouts, and finally yesterday, he found the wonderful monk Wuhua who suddenly disappeared from the rivers and lakes.

Together with Wuhua is Nangong Ling, the young leader of the beggar gang who is also missing. The elder knew it, but he only announced to the public that Ren Ci had been hidden by Miss Yu long before the real murderer killed him, and cured him.

Xiong Niangzi's lightness skills and kung fu of concealing her whereabouts are world-class, so neither Wu Hua nor Nan Gong Ling noticed that there was someone listening to them outside the window.

From their conversation, Xiong Niangzi learned that they were looking for their half-sister, Yu Wanfeng, the god of apricot forest who was treated by the beggar gang as the elder guest.

"...So, you came to arrest me?" The little girl who figured out what was going on said expressionlessly.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you." Mrs. Xiong shook her head, "I just... want Wu Hua to offer a stick of incense to Xiao Jing."

"So..." Wan Feng said slowly.

"After I caught you, I left a letter to Wuhua, telling him that you are in my hands, and let him come over."

"..."

He looked at the sky outside the cave: "About two or three hours later, it's time to come."

The little girl looked outside, then lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.

After a while, she raised her head again, looked at Mrs. Xiong earnestly, and said, "I'm really at odds with you two."

"..." Mrs. Xiong was at a loss.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly felt bad, and his first reaction was to fly away.

Xiong Niangzi's lightness skill is extremely high, and she can always maintain an elegant and calm posture, as if she is dancing with the silent rhythm of the evening wind.

However, this superb lightness skill has not been fully displayed yet, and there is already a shiny silver needle in Wan Feng's hand!

The silver needle stayed in her hand for less than half a breath, before it penetrated deeply into Xiong Niangzi's body.

Xiong Niangzi only felt that all the strength in her body was gone, and she fell to the ground without any resistance.

This……

By the way, this person... is also proficient in the art of poison, and the little drug may have been dissolved by her!

He thought it was just a child, so after taking it out with drugs, he didn't tie it up—because his drugs would make people's hands and feet go weak, and it would take at least six hours for it to get better.

Unexpectedly, this became his biggest failure.

And the person who succeeded in one blow climbed up from the ground, neatly tied him tightly, and said to himself: "Fortunately, I have a good eye, and I made some soft tendon needles in my free time... "

Ruanjin acupuncture can erode physical strength, making people weak and weak. It is one of the special medicines in medicine.In this kind of medicine, apart from soft tendon needles, there are also plain needles, breaking, stabilizing, slowing, sealing, confining, imprisoning and other kinds of needles with different effects. Wan Feng rarely makes this kind of medicines, this time I feel Because he was helpless in the face of Shi Guanyin, he did some self-defense.

But I didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

"One Wuhua, one flower picker... No matter how you hear it, you are against me in the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley. No wonder I was taken away before I could resist... Well, it's all the fault of your names!"

——Don’t make excuses for your carelessness, hey!

Successfully attacked Mrs. Xiong with soft tendon needles, but Wan Feng didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly inserted six kinds of plain needles into Mrs. Xiong's body one by one, almost turning him into a needle cushion.

Under the stunned expression of Mrs. Xiong, the little girl was poking at her expressionlessly as she thought to herself: One or two think she is easy to bully, right?

Knocking, knocking, knocking all over her head, right?

Bullying her only knows how to play absurdly, but can't play between flowers, right!

When she goes back, she will practice Hua Jian You!

It just so happens that the Huayu Xuanjing I got from the Dihua Temple last time is still useless. I already have a swan goose, and I wanted to make a rare magic weapon of the five poisons, Fengmu Wanqing, to play with, now...

Take it directly to Senior Brother Ye and turn it into Bi Luo!

When the time comes, I will beat you all up and let you know why the flowers are so popular!