Wuming stood up and looked at the peerless woman in front of him. His expression was a little tired, and the pity in his heart couldn't help but grow. He gently held his hands on the knife-cut shoulders. His eyes only showed heartache and pity without any lust. Wuming himself didn't know how.
Such a bold move to make.
When Beiming Wushuang saw Wuming's eyes, the light in his eyes flashed away, and he gently leaned his head on his shoulder. The two of them stood silently and motionless.
Wuming's heart was extremely complicated at this moment. Seeing the woman in front of him who was beyond the reach of anyone looking up to her, leaning on his arms, what he was thinking about was Qingzhu who was leaving in tears. Qingzhu Wuming had love for her, and love is sometimes very difficult.
Simple, like that, do you need a reason?
After a while, Beiming Wushuang raised his head, and the tiredness on his face disappeared. It should be better to hide it. A woman as young as a flower has to stabilize the rise and fall of a huge family. Beiming Wushuang is considered unparalleled in the world.
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"Thank you for your shoulder," Beiming Wushuang said with an elegant smile.
"No, if you need my shoulder, I'm always waiting for you to lean on me." Wuming touched his nose and said.
"Call me Wushuang from now on", the figure flashed away.
She is really a strong woman. No matter how strong she is, she still needs people to love her, but who has the qualifications to do so. Bei Ming Wushuang is the youngest daughter of Bei Mingyu and Bei Mingming Yue's grandfather. It's easy to have a daughter when you are old, and she loves her son.
It is said that since she was a child, she has been a disciple of a master since her grandparents left. She has been like this since her master passed away. She became the patron saint of the family only because she knew that her strength was unfathomable. Only Beiming Mingyue dared to make fun of her. Others, even Beiming
Yudu is respectful and respectful. No one has the right to love her. In fact, she is very lonely, otherwise she would not have brought him back. It is really a "bad odor".
Bei Ming Wushuang left, but a few people were very conflicted. Standing at a window was the handsome Bei Mingyu of Feng Shen. He was very conflicted. On the one hand, he wanted his aunt to be happy, but this man...,,,,,
Bei Ming Mingyue and Qin Ruolan were looking at each other, thinking to themselves that it seemed that he was really her aunt's man, but she didn't know what kind of magical power this man had that made a goddess like Bei Ming Wushuang favor and embrace her. Qin Ruolan was even more conflicted.
, it would be easy to handle if another woman liked Wuming, but Aunt Wushuang, let alone whether she had a chance or not, felt a little bitter in her heart.
Wu Ming also met the head of the Beiming family. Although Bei Mingyu was the head of the family, the head of the family was actually Bei Mingtong, Bei Mingyu's father.
He was a thin, lean, elegant, old man. Although he looked very frail, he was still very capable, and his eyes were full of energy.
When I saw Wuming, he was just doing the usual things. He didn't ask or say anything. He was just an elder chatting with the younger generation.
The Beiming family is what it is today, and the old man’s contribution cannot be wiped out. He is such a wise man.
Beiming Wushuang's status in the Beiming family is unreachable by anyone. The Council of Elders has never contradicted or opposed any of her opinions and knows that she has a god-like existence in the Beiming family.
Two days later, Wuming got back the spear he had made. He couldn't live and eat at Beiming's house for free, so he wanted to see if he could help.
The spear is one foot long, with a snake-shaped head, sharp and sharp, and thin knives on both sides. The entire spear head is more than a foot long.
Returning to his own small yard and dancing softly, according to the memory of his brain: "The method of spearing is called pear blossom. The beauty of it is that it is just ripe. When you are ripe, the mind can forget the hand and the hand can forget the spear; the round essence is not sluggish when used.
And there is nothing more valuable than tranquility. In tranquility, the mind will not move rashly, and the environment will be comfortable, unpredictable, and spiritual."
Wuming dances while recalling, and gradually enters a state of selflessness. Sometimes the gun is as powerful as a swimming dragon, and sometimes it is as agile as a snake and is no less agile than a short weapon.
, every move of Wu Hua is as natural as it is natural. The movements are elegant without losing the beauty of power.
When Xingran realized that they were all looking at him in surprise, he put away his gun and said awkwardly, "I just keep going when I have nothing to do."
Bei Mingyu, who is usually very busy, is here today for some reason, and even Bei Ming Wushuang is enjoying tea in the pavilion not far away and watching here quietly.
"Your marksmanship is amazing and powerful." Bei Mingyu is a knight who also practices marksmanship, but he doesn't have Wuming's ability to move like a gun, it seems to be a part of Wuming.
"Then there is your gun. This is probably the only one in mainland China. It has a strange gun head, but it is very practical."
"If you are interested, I have a gun trick that will suit you very well." Wuming reluctantly looked back at Beiming Wushuang and said.
"What kind of marksmanship?" Bei Mingyu was also very interested. After all, the marksmanship Wuming used just now was so magical, gorgeous and powerful.
"The sun sets over the western mountains." "What a desolate name." Bei Mingyu said with a lively expression.
"Brother Yu, if you don't mind, we will study here every morning." Wuming said with a smile. The two strands of white hair on his temples made others ignore his age.
"What are you talking about? From now on, treat this place as your home and the people here as your relatives." Bei Mingyu said sincerely. Wuming felt that his ability to say this was related to Bei Ming Wushuang. Of course, otherwise, who could?
If you like yourself, you may not like yourself in your heart.
He touched his nose and smiled awkwardly. He couldn't help but cast his eyes towards Bei Ming Wushuang. At this time, she had disappeared.
Does this place really have to be inextricably linked to me? The key is Beiming Wushuang
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