The Beauty’s Blade

"Ding——" There was a loud sound.

Fu Wanqing took a step back and returned the sword to its sheath. She blinked and smiled: "It's a good sword."

The woman’s face was extremely pale, she wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and snorted: "Good swordsmanship!" After she finished speaking, she stopped paying attention to Fu Wanqing, but looked at the cabin in angrily. Flying towards the outside of the valley.

Fu Wanqing looked at her cold sweaty palms, and the smile on her lips gradually dissipated. She looked at the disappearing back and sighed extremely lightly. This woman had a very good skill. She was able to draw out the sword. Unfortunately, she still lost.

Fu Wanqing coughed lightly, and the drifting wind and snow lost her eyes. She arched her body like an old man, walking slowly in the snow. A string of footprints remained, and was soon buried by the wind and snow. The wind and snow outside hit her face and it was cold, but Fu Wanqing's heart warmed up a little bit.

With a creak, the door opened. Ye Xueqing walked out of the house.

"She's awake?" "She's gone?"

Facing the exit of Wanhua Valley, Ye Xueqing whispered: "Is it snowing?" Before Fu Wanqing could answer, she turned and returned to the house. I am very familiar with the furnishings here, not like a blind person at all. Fu Wanqing followed her in, looked at Yushengyan with closed eyes on the bed, and asked, "When will she wake up."

"When it's time to wake up, I will wake up naturally." Ye Xueqing replied quietly, "You can take her away, and that person will come again."

Fu Wanqing nodded and laughed: "Ghost doctor Ye Xueqing, shouldn't you be such a young person, are you really Ye Xueqing?"

"Is Ye Xueqing still fake?" Ye Xueqing smiled lightly.

"That person's swordsmanship is very good." Fu Wanqing sat opposite Ye Xueqing and said again.

"Yes, her swordsmanship is very good." Ye Xueqing nodded, her expression was extremely soft, and she said again, "Unfortunately, she is still not as good as you. More than ten years have passed, trapped by the heart demon, without any diligence. "

Ye Xueqing is a person with a story.

"Who is she?"

"She's Jiang Huailuo."

Jiang Huailao, this is a person who passed on the rivers and lakes more than ten years ago. With the death of the hero Jiang Feng, she gradually disappeared from the rivers and lakes' sight. No, not so much that she disappeared with Jiang Feng's death, but rather that she disappeared with the ghost doctor Ye Xueqing. Anyone who is connected with words like "ghost" or "demon" will not be the good person in the minds of decent people. It's just that Ye Xueqing is different from other people. She has a superb medical skill, which makes the people of the rivers and lakes have to lower their noble heads in front of her.

Jiang Huailao is a famous child, and Jiang Feng is also a famous child, but they have met with ghost doctor Ye Xueqing.

Jiang Feng died in the hands of a disciple of the Demon Cult. At that time, Yu Shengyan's father was the leader. The people in the Bai Dao League are full of spirits, and the disciples of the Bishui Cult are not letting go.

"Ghost doctor's thirteen needles can save Jiang Feng. He didn't have to die."

"Why didn't you save him? Are you a member of the Bishui Cult?"

"No, he is not worthy of my rescue. In the eyes of Jianghu people, he is a long-established hero, in Jiang Huailao's heart, he is a tender and good husband, but in my eyes, he is just a bullying orphan. A female hypocrite, he is guilty of death." Ye Xueqing's voice sharpened, and the gentleness on her face receded, leaving only a little hysterical madness, "Why is I the only one left in the Ten Thousand Flower Valley? Those are all forced away by Jiang Feng Yes, it's a pity that I am not the weak woman in his eyes."

Fu Wanqing glanced at Ye Xueqing and said, "Jiang Huailao hates you."

Ye Xueqing nodded: "Yes, she hates me, otherwise her hair won't be white and my eyes won't be blind." After a pause, she said, "Ten years have passed, and she has never stopped treating me. I don’t know what she is insisting on, but once she stops insisting, I’m afraid I will feel empty again. She still puts herself in the situation of a decent disciple, and I can only be what she says Demon girl."

Fu Wanqing was listening to Ye Xueqing's words, and her eyes turned to Yu Shengyan's body unconsciously. Will she and Yu Shengyan also come to this point? Two women, one righteous and one evil in the eyes of others. In Ye Xueqing's description, she seemed to see the future of herself and Yu Shengyan. "Don't you die?" She asked softly.

"Yes, I never die." Ye Xueqing nodded and said again, "There is no Jiangfeng between me and her. We only have each other in our eyes. This obsession may be painful, but also happy. Yes. She hates me, and I will not hate her."

Fu Wanqing nodded as if understanding or not, and blurted out the next sentence: "Then do you love her?"

"Love?" Ye Xueqing chuckled, with a soft look on her face, she said, "Love, what is love?" Fu Wanqing didn't know how love was defined in her heart, but she just believed , In Ye Xueqing's world, she has found her own answer.

"Pulling red silk is really a terrible poison." Ye Xueqing sighed softly.

Fu Wanqing nodded and smiled: "Yes, it's terrible, but fortunately you have a ghost doctor, she woke up."

Yu Shengyan woke up very early, and she could hear the conversation between the two clearly, but she did not open her eyes. I slept and had a long, long dream. She dreamed that her hands were stained with the blood of Aunt Lou Lan. She dreamed of Lou Kexin who was brought back by the disciple of the teacher three years ago. She dreamed of Fu Wanqing flying freely, and also dreamed of being with her. The warm and charming. These are not dreams, just recurrences of past scenes. "Wan Qing..." Yu Shengyan muttered the name lowly, covering her heart.

Fu Wanqing rushed to the bed and squeezed Yu Shengyan's hand, her face was deliberately pretending to be calm. She blinked and chuckled, "What did you call me just now?"

"Miss Fu." Yu Shengyan blinked and asked, "What day is today?"

"What day do you care about him!" Fu Wanqing snorted coldly. Staring at Yu Shengyan’s face, she suddenly understood, suddenly let go of Yu Shengyan’s hand, stepped back a few steps, and laughed mockingly, “The three-month period has passed, but you never want to get the freedom you want. You have to double the time you slept."

Yushengyan lifted the quilt and slipped off the couch. The cold wind blew her and she shrank. She walked slowly to Fu Wanqing, took her hand, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I worried you."

Fu Wanqing drew her hand, unable to break away from Yushengyan's strength, she turned her head away, biting her lip and sneered: "Who is worried about you? I'm just afraid that you will die. No one can compare with me. A little bit smaller. A small poison or medicine can kill you, and it will make me ashamed to say it!"

"Yeah." Yu Shengyan nodded and looked at Fu Wanqing with a smile.

Fu Wanqing's ears were a little red, and she pulled her hands back into her sleeves, stiffened her neck and said, "Well, what? The Baidao Alliance lost, and your Bishui Sect also lost, don't you care about your goodness? Where is the senior sister?"

"She's not dead." Yu Shengyan's smile faded slightly, she said quietly.

"Yes, she's not dead, I want her to die." Fu Wanqing said viciously, "No one in this world has offended me, Fu Wanqing can still be safe. She wants to kill me, why can't I Start with her? As for your promise, it has nothing to do with me. I tell you Lou Kexin that she is trapped in the Wuji Palace, if you have the ability to save her yourself. Of course, if you meet in the Wuji Palace, I will kill you."

Yu Shengyan smiled softly and said, "You always wanted to kill me."

Fu Wanqing suddenly became angry and shouted: "Yushengyan, do you have any heart? I, I—" Her lips were pressed by a hand, her eyelashes trembled lightly, and her wet eyes were heartwarming. Pity. Yu Shengyan saw this look of Fu Wanqing more than once, but no one had a strong heartbeat this time. Did you go around the ghost gate and discard all the ice in your heart?

"Although I was poisoned and lethargic, I couldn't wake up, but I could hear you from beginning to end." Yu Shengyan said softly. The spoiled and awkward Miss Fu looks a bit cute in this way. "Thirty years is actually not that long, I'm afraid it will be Miss Fu then you will regret it first, right?"

Fu Wanqing snorted without answering.

Ye Xueqing always sat quietly on the side, quietly making people almost imperceptible to her existence.

"Thank you Ghost Doctor for his life-saving grace." Yu Shengyan said gratefully toward Ye Xueqing.

"You should thank her." Ye Xueqing shook her head and chuckled. "The so-called righteousness and evil in the rivers and lakes are all falsehoods. As long as they are not fascinated by the nature of all vulgar things, they are the right way. Just be yourself. Go, don't follow in my footsteps..." Ye Xueqing's last soft mutter dissipated in the cold air.

Fu Wanqing posed for her, without saying much, she took Yu Shengyan's hand into the wind and snow.

The cabin was gone behind him, the world was vast and lonely.

The hair was stained with snowflakes, and it seemed to turn white for a moment.

Fu Wanqing let go of Yu Shengyan's hand, bent down and picked up a handful of snow to throw it at Yu Shengyan's face.

When Fang woke up, Yu Shengyan was still a little weak. She staggered while avoiding the snowball and almost fell into the snow. She was held by Fu Wanqing's waist, and a sly smile passed over her mouth. She pulled Fu Wanqing and fell to the ground together, wiped off the snowflakes from Fu Wanqing's eyebrows with her fingertips, and she chuckled lightly. , Asked: "Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Forget everything, they are just themselves.