The figure was already on the stone platform in a few leaps. His body skills were unparalleled and he was no longer inferior to Chu Ying'er. After the figure grabbed the stone platform, he let out a long laugh, without touching the ground, and floated straight towards the man in black.
Without moving, the black sword drew a sword light, as fast as a shooting star, and stabbed the human figure with murderous intent. The figure in the air was not in a hurry, and his figure was as graceful as a butterfly passing by on the sword light.
After turning around in a circle, anyone with excellent martial arts skills would be able to see the person dancing on the edge of the sword, changing his body shape three times in a row, and then calmly fell to the side, avoiding the killer attack of the man in black.
One sword, what a brave man!
When he landed, he saw a handsome man with a long flute on his waist. He was suave and said with a big smile: "The sword without sheath is indeed worthy of its reputation."
The man in black retracted his black sword, stood up and faced the man, his eyebrows were stern, his face was like a stone carving, he did not speak, and he looked at the man steadily.
Li Luo glanced at the handsome man, but paid more attention to the man in black. His expression was cold and indifferent, and his face was sharp. Although he was not as handsome as the young man in Yanliu Alley, he still had a different kind of look.
Ghostly charm, extraordinary.
It was the half-hundred-year-old man who had just exclaimed in surprise, who was even more surprised at this moment, and shouted: "Could this be the extremely light skill of climbing the ladder that has been lost for decades? Who is he?"
"Mr. Xu has not traveled around the world in the past few years. He probably doesn't know about several rising stars who have become famous in the world in recent years. This is one of them, You Yuxiao, who is known as the passionate young master in the world."
"You Yuxiao? His surname is You?"
"Yes, the second son of the You family in Xiaobihu, Hanshan."
"So that's it." The old man surnamed Xu suddenly understood and stopped asking. The two asked and answered questions, which solved Li Luo's confusion. Li Luo knew the name of Hanshan Mountain, but he didn't know where Xiaobi Lake was.
The man in black's hand holding the black sword tightened slightly, and his eyes gradually became serious. He stared at You Yuxiao and said one word without surprise or joy: "War?"
This was the first word spoken by the man in black after he appeared. His tone did not fluctuate, but there was a chill that made people feel cold on their backs. You Yuxiao's face did not change, and she laughed loudly and said: "It's just a temporary itch, you
Your opponent is not me." After saying that, he turned back to look at the stage and said loudly, "Master Marquis, my nephew is so presumptuous, please don't blame me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the group of people climbed up the stairs as if slowly but in a hurry. The first person in front was wearing a white outfit, tall, with eyes full of spirit and heroic spirit. She was none other than Princess Wuyang. Then, a figure appeared next to her.
On the edge of the stone platform, there were people Li Luo recognized, but most of them were new ones, but none of them were weak.
Gradually, more and more people were on the stone platform, numbering in the hundreds. The wealthy people who originally surrounded the man in black were forced back by the gathering momentum, leaving a large space.
, although she could not remain silent, her voice was involuntarily lowered, and countless eyes were fixed on the handsome woman without makeup in the middle of the crowd. Li Luo slipped down quietly and blended into the crowd of onlookers.
As a last resort, he resorted to hiding his eyes to catch birds, which was not very eye-catching.
"Haha, my nephew is overly worried. So what if I give this battle to you?" The person who spoke was just three steps away from Li Yanzhen. Li Luo had seen him before. It was the person he had met outside the Hongchen Palace that day.
The happy prince of fate.
"I don't dare. I forgive my nephew for being arrogant and ignorant. I miss the Emperor's Sword more than the scabbard sword." You Yuxiao responded loudly, with a cool and carefree look on his face, a confident smile on his lips, not warm or hot, looking at himself.
The man in black before seemed like nothing, but he was so charming and suave, making many men jealous and daughters crazy.
Xiaoyao Hou showed no emotion on his face and said with a smile: "You don't waste your youth in being romantic. You deserve the title of Passionate Young Master, but you have to be careful. Beauties have their own thorns. Don't fail to pick the flowers but end up pricking your hands."
"Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don't wait until there are no more flowers. You should pity them. It doesn't matter whether they have thorns or not. Even if they do have thorns, they are great after seeing them from a distance and smelling them. How can we tolerate them?"
The wind and rain are blowing, which makes people feel distressed."
"Hey, since ancient times, heroes have been sad about beauties, and wise nephews have longed for beauties. But be careful not to become a romantic ghost under the peonies."
"Master Hou, do you mean the little girl is a trouble?" A cold and sweet voice came from behind the crowd. The crowd divided into two parts, making way for a beautiful woman wearing white clothes and a black gauze tied on her left arm.
The woman slowly walked out, her brows were clear, her eyes were rippling, as if she was worried or resentful; her lips were white and bloodless, and they were slightly closed together with force, showing a certain amount of stubbornness, but also a sense of confusion and helplessness, which was particularly strange.
It can touch the softness deep in the heart, especially for a strong-blooded man.
The moment the woman appeared, in the crowd, the breathing of several young men around Li Luo became obviously heavier, and even a few old men in the world couldn't help but exhale a few mouthfuls of foul air.
Jing Yuqiong looked at You Yuxiao, startled, and bowed Yingying. I felt pity for him and said softly: "No matter what Mr. You thinks, I still want to thank you."
"Ms. Jing's words are serious." You Yuxiao returned the salute, neither humble nor overbearing, neither flattered nor complacent, and her demeanor was graceful.
Jing Yuqiong turned to look at Xiaoyao Hou and said calmly: "It's not wrong for the Marquis to say that little girls are a disaster, but now that's all I can do. I can't think of anything else, but there's one thing I'm doing
All of you can bear witness that Tianyi Bao will never regret what he said. If I, Jing Yuqiong, have the intention to deceive and break my oath in the future, I will be struck by five thunders, invaded by hundreds of poisons, and punished by heaven and earth, and my bones will be broken.
It will be ashes, both body and soul will be destroyed, causing harm to the Jing family’s future generations, and there will be no peace for eternity.”
Everyone in the venue took a deep breath. It was rare to see such a determined woman determined to take revenge. Such a vicious vow was rare.
Jing Yuqiong looked around lonely, and said bleakly: "The conscience of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon serve as a guide. The little girl has no intention of harming others, and I am not asking anyone to die for me. My father's hatred is irreconcilable. The little girl is just a prostitute. There is no such thing."
With such a great ability, I have no choice but to take this tack. Please consider that my father is a member of the martial arts family and forgive this little girl for her ignorance and recklessness." After saying this, Jing Yuqiong bowed deeply and looked sad.
As soon as he finished speaking, there were naturally a lot of indignant young heroes in the world, or those with ulterior motives, but there were also a lot of steady people in the world who could only sigh, but not much indignation. Money was tempting.
, Beauty is better, but if you are greedy, you have to consider whether you have the life to enjoy this blessing. Xiaoyaohou is right what he said, no matter how good the flowers are, they have thorns.