The woman was wearing a fiery red dress and looked to be in her mid-twenties. Her long hair was carefully taken care of, with part of it hanging down her back like a waterfall, and part of it braided and coiled together.
There is a ruby earring hanging under one ear, light red lips, a straight bridge of the nose, and the corners of the eyes are slightly sharp.
He has a pretty good figure, neither tall nor short. His back is straightened somewhat proudly, and a beautiful long sword hangs from his waist.
The first time Long Wenmu saw her, he felt a breath as hot as fire.
This woman also has a heroic spirit, but her heroic spirit is different from Yunjia. If Yunjia is the female general who leads the army, then this woman has the chivalrous spirit of going to the end of the world with a sword.
Her aura and eyes were sharper than those of ordinary women, like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed.
Long Wenmu was stunned. This woman was very good-looking and had an aggressive aura. The most important thing was that she was already so close, and Long Wenmu didn't feel her arrival immediately.
Being able to avoid Long Wenmu's perception, this woman is probably very powerful.
There shouldn't be anyone with this kind of strength in Lingyun Castle, right? Are they not from Lingyun Castle?
Why are people who are not from Lingyun Castle here?
"Hey, I'm calling you."
When Long Wenmu looked at her in a daze, the woman shouted again.
Long Wenmu regained his composure and quickly straightened his posture: "May I ask who the girl is?"
If they weren't from Lingyun Fort, they should be from Qingyun Fort. How could people from Qingyun Fort come here?
The woman was a little dissatisfied with his slow response, and her eyes showed impatience: "Are you someone who lives here?"
Long Wenmu didn't know why: "I live here, is there something wrong with the girl?"
The other party pondered for a moment and looked around: "I'm looking for someone. Is Marshal Yu here?"
Long Wenmu squinted his eyes, was she looking for Marshal Yu?
"Girl, what's wrong with him?" Long Wenmu tried to ask.
"You don't need to take care of the extra things. You just need to tell me if he lives here?" The woman's tone was stern and arrogant.
Looking at her like this, I always feel that she is coming with anger, and I am afraid that the person who comes here is not good.
"He lives here, what does the girl want to do with him?" Long Wenmu calmed down and corrected his posture, his nerves slightly tense.
The woman nodded: "Let him come out."
Long Wenmu curled his lips and turned to look at Marshal Yu's closed door: "Not here."
"Not here?" The woman frowned and looked around, "Where is he now?"
Marshal Yu has recently become possessed by demonic cultivation and runs to the demon tomb almost every day, even to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.
I went to the Demon Tomb a few days ago and I haven't come back yet.
"I'm not him, how could I know where he went?" Long Wenmu's tone was also a bit unkind.
If the other party is looking for trouble, then you cannot let it go.
The woman took a deep breath, and finally her eyes fell on the stone table in the corner.
Without Long Wenmu's consent, he walked into the courtyard, sat down at the stone table, placed the long sword at his waist on the table, and closed his eyes.
"What's wrong, girl?" Long Wenmu stared at her for several seconds, and she remained motionless since she sat down.
"I'll wait here for him to come back." The woman said coldly.
Long Wenmu was a little surprised. Who is this woman?
Are you looking for Marshal Yu? And his attitude is not very good. Could it be that Marshal Yu accidentally provoked someone outside?
But with Marshal Yu’s abilities, who can he provoke?
"He's not here right now, and he's not sure when he'll be back. Why don't you come back some other time, girl?" Long Wenmu said in a deep voice.
The woman didn't even raise her head: "I told you, I'll wait for him to come back."
Long Wenmu was speechless and didn't explain his purpose. He just sat here minding his own business. Long Wenmu couldn't do anything to her.
I watched the girl in the yard for a long time. She didn't move at all since she sat down.
Do you want to drive her away? But the other party’s purpose is still unclear.
I tried asking a few more times, but the woman never spoke again.
Hearing the noise, Ye Lan also ran out of the house.
"Master? Who is this girl?"
"It's none of your business, just go back to the house." Long Wenmu patted her shoulder.
He looked back at the woman again and thought she was a strange woman. Long Wenmu waited in the yard for a while and saw that she had no intention of leaving, so he simply stopped staring at her.
He retreated to his room, only focusing on keeping an eye on her.
The woman sat at the stone table, not moving at all, and just sat quietly until nightfall.
Long Wenmu was a little surprised by her determination.
Pushing the door open and coming out: "It's already dark. If the girl wants to find someone, please come back another day."
"You don't need to worry about it, I told you, I'll wait for him to come back." The woman's attitude remained firm.
After getting frustrated, Long Wenmu stopped caring about her. Long Wenmu didn't feel sleepy all night long, meditating in the room and absorbing the demon crystals while paying attention to the outside.
As the night passed, the sky turned white.
Long Wenmu came out of the house, but the woman hadn't moved at all until now.
The house on the other side of Yelan is also open.
Yelan came to the woman carrying a tea cup and some food.
Hesitantly asked: "Girl, do you want to eat something? You've been like this all night."
The woman who had been motionless opened her eyes and did not take the thing in Yelan's hand. She just looked at Yelan back and forth several times.
"What's your name?" the woman asked.
At this time, Long Wenmu also walked behind Ye Lan, a little wary.
Yelan whispered: "Yelan. What's the girl's name?"
The woman frowned in thought and murmured: "Yelan? It seems that he is not among those people."
"What?" Ye Lan was puzzled.
"Nothing." The woman didn't mean to explain at all, and closed her eyes again.
Regarding this strange woman, Long Wenmu told Ye Lan not to come closer.
The woman sat quietly like this until noon.
Until the sun rose above the head, towards the foot of the mountain, Marshal Yu was seen returning exhausted and dusty.
This guy had been practicing in the Demon Tomb for several days, and his head and face were covered with dust. He walked into the yard carelessly.
When Long Wenmu saw him coming back, he opened the door and ducked into the courtyard.
When Marshal Yu came back, the woman's eyes suddenly opened.
He moved the sword skillfully to his waist and stood up decisively.
"Barbarian, what are you doing in the yard so early in the morning?" Marshal Yu yawned repeatedly.
"It's nothing, someone is looking for you." Long Wenmu said.
Dashuai Yu's lips twitched slightly: "Looking for me? Who is looking for me?"
Asking this question, Youyou turned around and happened to meet the woman's gaze.
The moment their eyes came into contact, Marshal Yu suddenly froze.
The guy was stunned for a moment, then surprised, then frightened, and then his whole body shook like a convulsion, and his face turned pale.
This look is like seeing a ghost.
"Marshal Yu?" The woman looked at him as if making final confirmation.
"You...you, you, you are..." Marshal Yu stuttered, unable to speak.
Anyone who is familiar with Marshal Yu knows that this guy will stutter whenever he is nervous.
"We met a few years ago, and I still recognize you." The woman gradually smiled slightly, and walked forward in small steps. A few years ago? Long Wenmu listened to their conversation, and they knew each other before.
Already? Then this woman is...
"What? You don't recognize me?" the woman spoke again.
Marshal Yu shook his head into chaff and nodded weakly.
"You are...you are Fei Xiaoyu." Marshal Yu hesitantly called out the name.
This guy looked like he had seen a ghost, and his Adam's apple kept twitching.
Long Wenmu's eyes widened, Fei Xiaoyu, your surname is Fei? This surname always felt a bit familiar. He vaguely remembered that Marshal Yu seemed to have a man whom he married on his fingertips, and his surname seemed to be Fei.
Could it be that this woman is...
Fei Xiaoyu walked gently to Marshal Yu. Her sharp energy seemed to be wiped out by a soft force in front of Marshal Yu, leaving only softness.
His hands gently reached out and held Marshal Yu's cheeks, his look was actually extremely gentle.
"Why, you and I are matchmakers, so how come you are so frightened when you see me?" Fei Xiaoyu stared into Marshal Yu's eyes and said leisurely.
Long Wenmu covered his face and quickly retreated to his room. He opened the window a crack and looked out.
It’s true!
He only knew that Marshal Yu had a woman to marry, and this time the woman actually came to his door.
That is the rumored daughter of the Fei family. This woman is pretty and not weak in strength. Marshal Yu is so lucky. Is this also the result of Fu Gui's luck? If you are lucky, you can really do whatever you want, so powerful?
The woman gently held Marshal Yu's cheek and gently wiped the dust and rain from his face. This virtuous look was like that of two loving couples.
"You...why are you here?" Marshal Yu asked tremblingly.
"Why can't I come?" The woman's voice was clear and tender, "Did I come and make it difficult for you?"
"I...what am I embarrassed about? What do I have to be embarrassed about?" Marshal Yu pretended to be calm.
"Really?" Fei Xiaoyu helped him wipe away all the ashes on his face, but still held his face with his hands. His smile was as bright as a flower, "I have heard about your great achievements, the majestic 'Blood Knife'
Yu Laosi'."
Marshal Yu was startled and wanted to shake his head, but suddenly he found that the hands on both sides of his cheeks had a strength that made it impossible for him to break free.
The two hands were slowly exerting force, and Fei Xiaoyu's voice was still calm and smiling: "I have heard that Blood Sword Yu Laosi is suave, handsome, romantic, and as beautiful as a cloud.
Great achievements are spread all over the world, and confidants are spread all over the world..."
Every time she uttered a word, the strength in her hands became stronger.
Marshal Yu's cheeks were gradually deforming, and his eyes were round and bloodshot. He was frightened, and he was like a chick being held in someone's hand, unable to resist.
Long Wenmu quickly closed the window, covered his mouth and sighed secretly: "It's too bad."
Then he enthusiastically opened the window a crack and continued to look out.
Marshal Yu's feet were already off the ground. Fei Xiaoyu grabbed both sides of his face with both hands and lifted him up.
"Misunderstanding?" Fei Xiaoyu was still smiling, but her smile was a little cold. "What did I misunderstand? Did I misunderstand that you had exchanged love poems with the two sisters of the Hu family? Or did I misunderstand that you flirted with the daughter of the Wan family at Baitou Villa?"
Marshal Yu fluttered with his hands and feet, but he couldn't break free.
"No...I really don't..."
Fei Xiaoyu's smile gradually turned cold, and finally turned into a ferocious look, and threw Marshal Yu to the ground.
The stern voice was the roar of a lion from Hedong: "You still dare to quibble, you and I clearly have a marriage contract, and you still dare to hook up with others outside. What good deeds have you done? Tell me truthfully.