PS: The original book Wood Beauty uses a sword. But my mother is a Shura knife, and I'll make a small Shura knife here, and there is a wonderful use below-

The moonlight is clear and bright.

The Lancang River is barren and uninhabited.

Mu Wanqing took the black rose and walked slowly on the bank of the Lancang River, she looked at the Luo Tuo Xuanyi in front of her.

The world is like a tide, and people are like water, but the half of the ghost-faced clothes in front of it don't seem to be people in the world, and they are incompatible with this world.

However, Mu Wanqing is still a little resentful of the breeze blowing off the tulle, the Xuanyi man is not walking fast, but the posture is strange, not the same as ordinary people walking straight forward, his white jade carved hands are on his back, his fingers are slender, his steps are scattered, left and right, and he stops suddenly, but it is like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace to follow, only one step is lifted, and the posture is extremely beautiful and free.

Su Liuren by the river, unintentionally wandering, uncertain, and gradually deduced the gossip and images one by one, as if Luo Shen was reborn back then, which was already Ling Bo's profound meaning.

Mu Wanqing estimated the mystery of Su Liu's steps, but she didn't gain anything, although she was surprised in her heart, but after all, it was a wild rose that lived in the empty valley. At this time, as soon as the wild came up, she had some anger meaning, she puffed up her true qi, pulled her body out, and steadily grabbed in front of Su Liu.

As soon as she landed, she found that Su Liu had shrunk into inches, moved a few feet back and forth, and walked in front of her leisurely.

Mu Wanqing couldn't hold back her thoughts anymore, and asked behind Su Liu, "Hey." Did you see me then? ”

Her voice was crisp and beautiful, but there was no warmth in her tone, and it was indescribably uncomfortable. She seems to be indifferent to anything in the world, and she seems to be extremely hostile to people.

Su Liu's footsteps paused, turned to face the Lancang River, and was silent.

There are many beautiful women in this world, but the beautiful voice that was born at the same time can be regarded as a peerless posture.

Have you met many women who are worth cherishing? Every woman's aura is different, and although Su Liu is not in the same realm as them, he can really feel their existence through Bai Yujing. Their affection.

Mu Wanqing's face hidden under the black veil turned white, her sleeves moved, and she murmured, "If you see my face." If I don't marry you, I will definitely kill you, your martial arts are very high, and I am not an opponent. Only. Only "

This girl thought stupidly, and seemed to think that during the day, Su Liu's thunder killed more than a dozen of her opponents in a row, and such martial arts might not be able to defeat seven or eight of them together.

But she didn't give up, and pressed her right hand on the knife at her waist, and her knife technique was called the Shura knife.

The blade was only half an inch out of its sheath when she felt a warm hand press her knife back into its sheath.

Mu Wanqing knew that it was Su Liu's hand, and she didn't even see when he did it. The gap in martial arts is too big, and my heart is sour. turned around and threw himself into the Lancang River, tears were shining, and he said: "Master, I'm sorry, Wanqing can't kill him, and she can't marry him, so she will kill herself." ”

The thin black veil, wantonly in the wind, the green silk splashed ink, the fairy fell into the world, jumped into the river, and unfolded a sad painting on the Lancang River.

"Why bother?"

Su Liu was stunned, and in the next moment, his body had already stepped out, and he was empty in the air, and he held Mu Wanqing, who was dressed in black, in his arms with one hand, and his purple true qi exploded instantly, and his feet were incredibly high in the air, like Luo Shen stepping on the clouds, rising half a zhang, and steadily landing on the ropeway on the Canglan River.

The black rose hissed on the shore, she really has a bit of spirituality, she has always been dependent on Mu Wanqing since she was a child, and she has escaped death several times together, but today the master jumped into the rolling river for some reason, and even she was a little anxious.

Su Liu grabbed Mu Wanqing's shoulder with one hand, and wrapped it on the crooked side of the small ~ leg with the other, hugged the whole thing, and stood on the ropeway with his clothes fluttering.

A burst of aroma, I don't know if it is Mu Wanqing's body or the fragrance is born from the heart, like Lan Feilan, like musk deer, although the breath is not very strong, but it is quiet and heavy, sweet and greasy, smelling Su Liu's heart can't help but be quiet.

Looking at the two bright star-like eyes behind Su Liu's hideous mask, as well as the good-smelling male atmosphere on Su Liu's body, Mu Wanqing was stunned, she didn't want to say that she was so close to a man, even if she was talking to a man, she didn't say a few words, this time it almost crushed her heart, and it was a mess.

Su Liu looked at her and looked at herself for a while, before she panicked and struggled like a little white rabbit and said, "Let go of me!" ”

Feeling the strength of her waist and feet, Su Liu also gently lowered her on the ropeway.

Needless to say, such a girl deserves many privileges.

This Mu Wanqing, as long as you have read the original book, knows that since she was a child, she has lived in seclusion in the valley with her emotionally injured mother Qin Hongmian, although she is wild and untamable, but after all, she is a rare character who is pure and fierce, and she will never waver when she recognizes something, but she is definitely a real good girl.

At this time, if it is changed to Kang Min and the like, even if the appearance is superior and good-looking, Su Liu will definitely look at it coldly, and then there will be one more pink skeleton in this world.

There are many differences between people.

Different people also need different degrees of respect.

Although Su Liu was wearing a mask, there was still a smile on the lower half of his face, and two shallow swirls appeared on both cheeks.

Mu Wanqing's eyes were red and said, "Let me ask again, have you seen my face!" ”

If you don't marry me, if you don't marry me, you should kill him!"

This is the oath Mu Wanqing made in front of her master, Qin Hongmian.

This is also Mu Wanqing's dignity and stubbornness.

"You have very high martial arts skills, and you have a knife, so you must be a sword-wielder."

"Pull out your sword, I am Mu Wanqing, a disciple of the Shura Dao Sect, if I unfortunately die in your hands today, it is because I am not good at learning, and I will never complain about others, only blame my own life."

Mu Wanqing, who had died once on the ropeway, gradually became serious, and her right hand once again held the willow leaf curved eyebrow knife on her waist, because she held it very tightly, so even the clear blood vessels on the back of her white jade-like hand could be seen clearly.

Su Liu saw that even her expression had become cold, and she had a solemn appearance of Ling Shuang and Aoxue, and smiled dumbly.

Even in the face of Su Liu's unfathomable martial arts, he still only had an unflickering gaze like cold water, and he didn't show any fear.

"No, I don't."

Su Liu seemed to remember something funny, and did not draw his knife.

"My name is Suliu, Suliu's Su, Suliu's Liu."

He slowly took off half of his ghost face, and quietly looked at Mu Wan with a faint smile, "If the man who sees your true face doesn't marry you, he should kill him, but the life and death of the person who sees me is not up to her, it has to be decided by me." (To be continued.) )