Gate of God

Although the beauty of the lotus flower is not as delicate as the rose or the nobleness of the peony, it enjoys the word of holiness alone.

Just like Yun Qingwu now.

Although she only wears light makeup and plain skirt, she is majestic but not invading.

What's more, Yun Qingwu's speed is very fast, at least faster than Fang Zhengzheng's right hand movements, and, no matter from the timing of avoidance, or the movement of avoidance, she seems to have a good grasp.

It is clear……

This action was planned by her long ago, and she should have even practiced it specifically.

The posture of turning around is very beautiful, and it is very beautiful with the floating of the white dress.

It's just a pity that when she turned around, there was a hand in front of her, which was a hand that seemed to have been waiting in front of her.

hand? !

Where did the hand come from?

Yun Qingwu didn't quite understand it, because she had clearly seen her avoiding the hand that Fang Zheng straightened towards her veil.

But why is there another hand?

The main thing is that after turning around, I just hit the arm of this hand...

Then, with a slight light on his face, the black yarn reached the hand of this hand.

"You..." Yun Qingwu looked at the black gauze in Fang Zhengzhi's left hand, his expression slightly dull.

The beautiful face was once again revealed, Liu Mei's picturesque, skin like ice and snow, pink lips, with a colorful stunning, slightly open, slightly revealing a row of white teeth.

Just like the moment when the veil was first uncovered by Fang Zhengzhi, with her beautiful and fascinating appearance, there is indeed a sense of beauty after the holy lotus is profaned.

World affairs are sometimes so impermanent.

Even if your calculations are accurate, you should still come!

Fang Zhengzhi gently waved the black yarn on his left hand. He smiled and watched Yun Qingwu voluntarily crashing into his arms.

As Yun Qingwu expected, she avoided it, just. She avoided Fang Zhengzheng's right hand, but now the black yarn fell into Fang Zhengzheng's left hand.

There is one more important point. It's just that the movement between the two seems a bit off.

From Fang Zhengzhi's hands stretched out one after the other, and then Yun Qingwu turned to the left, and then, the black yarn fell into Fang Zhengzhi's left hand. It looked more like Yun Qingwu's shy turn and lay down to Fang Zhengzheng's arms in.

If this scene is seen by any talent, or a man...

It is estimated that the sword will be killed and blasphemed. This is a blasphemy against the most beautiful lotus in the world, and it is absolutely unforgivable.

"As a man, you can't rely on only one hand, you must grasp both hands together, both hands must be hard!" Fang Zhengzhi published his conclusion on this beautiful accident.

The astonishment on Yun Qingwu's face gradually disappeared, slowly changing into calm.

Quietly looked at the young man in front of her, she didn't scream and jump away like a normal woman, but she calmly took off from Fang Zheng's arms and sat back on the chair again.

"Can I go now?" Fang Zhengzheng did not mean to sit down again.

"Do you think you can go?"

"The veil has been removed. Naturally you can go."

"It seems that you do know the purpose of my invitation." Yun Qingwu's eyes flashed a slight surprise.

"Yun Qingwu came to Xinhe Prefecture, it's impossible to just ask me to play music as simple as that, I think... If I don't get the top of the Wenbang. I should have some trouble finding the door, Wubang. You didn’t bet, of course, because of Yan Xiu’s existence. Now that I’m at the top of the double list, then there’s no trouble outside, only your trouble.”

"Aren't you afraid to uncover it?" Yun Qingwu calmed down after hearing Fang Zheng's words.

"I can do it once, and I can do it the second time. What terrible?"

"There must be something going on at this feast of the waiting house. Did Prince Fang decide to go?"

"Fengyun is here, just run away when it's a big deal."

"Hehe..." Yun Qingwu's face finally had a smile on his face: "Others are talking directly to the wind and cloud. Calm and right, but the first thought of Fang Gongzi is to run. It is Qingwu superficial."

"So, are you a fan?" Fang Zhengzheng looked at Yun Qingwu seriously.

The smile on Yun Qingwu's face disappeared, and he seemed hesitant for the first time in her expression. Instead of looking upright, she looked at the willow branch floating on the shore.

"My surname is Yun."

"understood."

...

Coming out of the painting, the wind on the Xinhe River seemed to be getting cooler and colder. The geniuses looked at Fang Zhengzheng, and Fang Zhengzheng looked at them the same.

"Are you... not cold?"

"Cold?" The geniuses looked at me one by one, and I looked at you. They didn't understand the meaning of Fangzheng's words.

When I was just about to speak, Fang Zhengzhi turned away...

...

The next day, at the gate of Xinhe Prefecture.

Su Jiu, dressed as a small man, stood under the city wall, and at a glance saw the leisurely uprightness holding a silver scale horse not far away, he quickly greeted him.

"Fang Gongzi, are you going out of town?"

"Your news is really well-informed." Fang Zhengzhi saw Su Jiu appeared, and knew that the other party should have been waiting here long ago.

"Thank you Fang Gongzi for complimenting, we know that Fang Gongzi is going out of the city, one thing is unknown, please ask the younger to ask." Su Jiujiong helped Fang Zhengzheng lead the silver scale horse, and then led Fangzheng straight through the city gate .

"Just ask."

"The owner wants to ask, Fang Gongzi has time to sit with others, why spend the previous month, but why have you forgotten the agreement in front of Wangyuelou?"

"Oh, because you are too dark!" Fang Zhengzhi smiled slightly.

Go to Wangyuelou again? Let people kill like sheep?

"It's too dark?" Su Jiu's face was puzzled, but he respectfully said goodbye to Fang Zhengzhen. Of course, since he was here to see him off, he still didn't forget.

...

Out of the Xinhe Mansion, Fangzheng was riding a silver-scale horse straightly. While riding the dust, Wuyueer looked at the bronze mirror in front of him again and again.

"Is it black? No... It's very white, come here!"

"What is the Lord's command!" A maid in a red dress immediately bowed in and walked in.

"What do you think of my skin?"

"The main skin is like white snow, bright and bright, nothing can be compared. Can be comparable to the sky Haoyue!"

"Well, you step back!" Wu Yuer nodded, then. He turned his head to look at the bronze mirror again: "Is this Deng Tuozi blind?"

...

Is Golden Scale a thing in the pool? It will turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm.

More than ten days later, the capital of the Five Governments of the North Desert and the Golden Scale City of the North.

As a military city built by the Daxia dynasty to defend against the northern state's barracks, Jinlin City's prosperity is conceivable. There are numerous traffic and continuous flows, and countless businessmen wearing felt hats shuttle through the city.

However, even a big business traveler will surely avoid a huge palace in the city. Because, there is a pavilion, four saints, the northern desert waiting house in the thirteen houses.

Two rows of sergeants wearing bright armour guarding in front of the gate of the waiting house, each sergeant's armor has a blood-red triangle on the chest.

Shenhou Mansion, Red Feather Guard!

They are the true elite among the sergeants and the symbol of strength for Shenhoufu to sit in the North Desert.

Every red feather guard naturally exudes a killing intention, which is the temperament that will be possessed after experiencing the battlefield of blood and fire.

No pedestrian is willing to approach them.

However, at the moment there is a man wearing a green dress. The girl with silver hairpins on her head walked towards them with light steps, without fear. Even with a little arrogance.

The girl walked to the front door of Shenhou Mansion and looked up at the hot stamped gold plate with the word "Shenhou Mansion" hanging in front of the door, and there was a deep miss in her eyes.

"A year... finally back!"

At this time, a slightly fat middle-aged man in a large robe greeted him quickly from the waiting house, followed by several sergeants in the red feather guard.

When I saw the girl.

The middle-aged man's eyes light up immediately.

"Oh, Yue'er is back, what about the lady?" The middle-aged man greeted the girl politely. But his eyes kept looking towards the girl.

"Will the whereabouts of the young lady tell you?" The girl Yue'er's proud expression.

"Uh... Yue'er, aren't you embarrassing me? Lord Hou knows that the young lady has left the heavenly pavilion. But looking forward to the young lady's return day and night!" The middle-aged man's face immediately fell upon hearing it.

unfortunately. He did not dare to embarrass the girl in front of him.

Although the girl in front of him is just a maid in Shenhou Mansion, the person she waits for is Chi Guyan, whose status is even more important than that of the Lord Lord.

As Chi Guyan's personal maid, Yue'er does have arrogant capital.

Moreover, no one can help.

"I can only tell you that the lady did not walk with me." Yue'er slightly raised her head, and then, bypassing the middle-aged man, strode toward the waiting house.

"I haven't walked with you? How could the lady not walk with you? You waited for the lady for a year in the Heavenly Pavilion and went down the mountain together again? Miss..." The middle-aged man was inexplicably surprised, thinking that the lady was alone, just preparing If it is said that there will be danger or the like, you can think about it, and by the means of the lady, this possibility is naturally not.

"You are really wordy, how can I know Miss's thoughts?" Yue'er was impatient.

"that……"

"Miss said, before the feast, she will definitely come back!" Yue'er waved her hand and walked towards a secluded independent courtyard in Fuzhong.

"I have to clean up for the lady first, you guys...too stupid!"

The middle-aged man did not ask any more questions, but looked at the back of Yue'er disappearing with a puzzled look.

"More than two months before the feast? What the **** did the lady do?" The middle-aged man thought while walking~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then, he was shocked in his heart: "Now the whole dynasty is spreading The news of the lady's return to Shenhoufu, but the lady did not come back? How is this good? No, I have to report to Lord Hou immediately!"

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