Looking at the place where the rain has gathered and the clouds have broken down, I quietly watch the autumn light. The evening scenery is sparse, which makes Song Yu feel desolate. The water breeze is gentle, the apple blossoms are getting older, the moon dew is cold, and the phoenix leaves are turning yellow. I feel sad. Where is my old friend, smoke and water vast.
Unforgettable, the wine party during the period, the lonely wind and moon, the stars and frost repeatedly. The sea is vast and the mountains are far away, and I don’t know where Xiaoxiang is. Thinking of the two swallows, it is difficult to rely on the distant faith, pointing to the dusk sky, and returning to the sky. Looking at each other sadly. The sound of the sound is broken. Inside, the setting sun stretches out.
——"Jade Butterfly·Looking forward to the rain and the clouds are gone" Liu Yong (Song Dynasty)
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At the critical moment of life and death, I heard the sound of tinkling bells coming from my ears. This sound was vast and desolate, and everyone seemed to have a scene of lonely smoke in the desert and melodious camel bells. This Western-style melody was completely incompatible with the pipa and ruined the sound. The rhythm of the sound Gu interrupts the resonance between the bewitcher and the recipient's heart.
Everyone woke up from their daze and hurriedly guarded their minds. Although their bodies were as limp as mud, they escaped the sound Gu's fatal blow.
Fang Shuliu took a long breath and turned around to look around. He saw the charming and charming Her Highness the Hu woman dancing barefoot, twisting her slender and alluring waist, her fingers turning like petals above her head, and the purple bells on her wrists and ankles dancing. It makes a pleasant sound.
Fang Shuliu was surprised that this man was not affected by the sound Gu. But fortunately, his entire army would not be wiped out. Otherwise, others would be slaves to swordsmen, and I would be nothing but fish and meat. I will be buried here because of my fame.
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At this time, the moonlight is lonely on the street, and the music is melodious. It seems romantic, but the actual situation is more dangerous and cruel than the killing scene of swords and swords. The murderous intention is hidden in the music. If you are not careful, the lives of these martial arts masters will be destroyed. People pick it off.
The pipa is graceful and the camel bell is long.
On one side, the sun sets over thousands of cold mountains, and horses return from hunting; on the other side, there are spring mountains on the river, and two swallows whispering in the wind.
The Mingqin is lively and the Qiang flute is vast.
For a while, the north wind blew the white grass on the ground, and the sky was full of snow in August; for a while, a border was green with spring leeks, and the rice flowers were fragrant ten miles away.
The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River confronts the sky in the Gobi desert. The water embraces the isolated city, and the clouds spread far away. The tide rises and falls, the wind rises and the sun sets.
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The charming Hu Nu dances faster and faster, the range of her dance steps becomes larger and larger, and the music played by the bells also changes to the cheerful Qiuci song and dance.
Just a "Zheng" sound was heard, and the pipa string broke.
The black fog gradually dissipated, and a woman in a white sari was sitting cross-legged on the top of the carriage, holding a pipa behind her back, with blood at the corner of her mouth and unwillingness in her eyes. Fang Shuliu's judgment was correct, this person was the slim and beautiful singer in the lobby of the wine shop in the evening.
The white sari was gentle and asked: "How do you know how to break my sound poison?"
Charming Hu Nu's voice was low and smoky, she smiled disdainfully and said: "Qiuci's singing and dancing are unparalleled in the world, how can it be compared to your Chinese music!"
The lady in white sari smiled slightly with her dimples, stepped out of the car, Yingying Yifu, and said: "Teach me, please teach me, my sister is not talented, but I still have a skill, please give me some advice!"
The charming Hu Nu smiled and said: "I don't dare to call you sister. Based on the texture of the corners of your eyes, eldest sister, I'm afraid I'm a few years younger than you!"
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One of them is as delicate as a spring, and the other is as beautiful as a flower. They are polite and courteous, and people who don't know better would think that they are best friends or cousins.
The beauty in the white sari unfolded her long sleeves, revealing two cold daggers, and said with a smile: "My sister has a little skill of 'Feng Wu Ni Clothes'. She can take people's heads while talking and laughing. Please ask my sister for advice."
Charming Hu Nu showed no sign of weakness. She lifted her cloak and took out a golden scimitar from her black hunting suit. The knife was very ornately decorated, with a silver-plated gauntlet and a black rhinoceros horn handle. The sheath head and mouth of the scabbard are made of carved gold. The handle and scabbard are inlaid with a string of jewels such as red coral, turquoise, red sapphire, etc. Even before the knife is taken out of the sheath, you can tell that it is extremely valuable.
The white sari covered her mouth and smiled and said: "Sister, this knife is so luxurious and exaggerated, it really makes me rich. If I accidentally cut off a few jewels, will I have to force my sister to spend all night on the road picking them up in the dark? Haha.
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The charming Hu Nu slowly pulled out the scimitar, and saw that the blade was covered with various patterns, like flowing clouds and flowing water, which was extremely beautiful. Its veins were like silk textures, with a dazzling luster.
Charming Hu Nu said with a smile: "A few precious stones and jade are just thrown away. It doesn't mean anything. The eldest sister is so soft and charming, and I don't know how many men will love her. I am also afraid that I will accidentally let the eldest sister lose her arms and legs, and scare her away."
Those wild bees and butterflies surrounding you."
After saying that, she took out a gauze scarf and threw it into the air. The gauze scarf floated gently in the air and slowly fell. Charming Hu Nu pulled out a scimitar and swung it at the gauze scarf, splitting the almost weightless gauze scarf into pieces in the air.
It broke into two halves and floated gently to the ground.
"What a sharp knife!" Fang Shuliu and others were shocked. "This must be the legendary Uzi steel knife!"
The white sari's expression changed, but she quickly returned to normal. When she stared at her feet, it was like a white cloud floating above the head of the charming bearded girl.
Charming Hu Nu was also unambiguous. With a wave of her hand, the scimitar was like a crescent moon, drawing a strange arc and slashing at the white sari woman.
The white-sari man stabbed dozens of times in the air, like lightning flashing, blinding the eyes. The charming Hu Nu was unmoved, relying on the sharpness of the scimitar, not dodging or dodging, using offense instead of defense, directly hitting the white-sari man's chest.
The key point is that the arc of the scimitar is extremely subtle, implying some kind of mathematical theory of heaven and earth. The most rounded point of the arc is also the point with the strongest attack power.
In this exchange, Baisari regretted a bit. She was too confident. Now that she was in mid-air, it was inconvenient to dodge, so she could only engage in a head-on exchange of fire.
With a "dang" sound, the dagger and scimitar collided, causing fireworks to fly.
With the help of the force of the counter-shock, the white sari flipped over and fell back to the ground. Looking at the dagger in her hand, she saw that the tip of the sword had been cut off a small part, and she couldn't help but feel depressed. These two daggers also had their own origins. They were from snow-capped mountains.
It was refined from ice soul. It was damaged as soon as it was shot, which is quite distressing.
The lady in white sari forced down the negative emotions in her heart, her steps were light, her long gauze danced lightly, her body was as graceful as the wind and water, and she instantly slid in front of the charming Hu Nu. The two daggers on the left and right moved forward and backward, stabbing straight.
Hu Nu's throat.
Hu Nu spun away, and with the power of rotation, she slashed into the void with her sword.
It is difficult for outsiders to understand why Hu Nu did not attack the Baisari people, but in the eyes of the Baisari people, the knife struck at the direction where she was about to attack, destroying the continuity of her two moves. If she did not retreat, it would be equivalent to taking the initiative.
He jumped on Hu Nu's blade.
The white sari stops herself in her tracks all her life.
Just when Hu Nu smiled contemptuously, the white sari raised her hand, and the two daggers, like flying knives, suddenly rushed towards Hu Nu's throat.
This move was unexpected. Hu Nu turned her head to the sky, and an iron bridge was used to avoid the two daggers.
The dagger spun around and flew back into the hand of the white sari woman.
Only then did Hu Nu discover that there was a thin transparent spider silk between the wrist of the Baisari man and the dagger. The Baisari man relied on this spider silk to calmly control the two daggers like his arms.
Hu Nu suddenly accelerated and attacked the white sari like a tornado. Her scimitar was like a thunderbolt, killing her with one blow after another. The sword was hot and sharp, like a sandstorm carrying gravel.
The white sari was instantly caught in a sandstorm filled with wild sand, and was in a dilemma.
The White Sari people were very angry: "This charming girl has no idea what kind of treasure she has. Not only has she not been confused by the soul-obsessing magic, she is not afraid of her own sound Gu."
It is precisely because of this that even if she is so passive, the white sari does not dare to easily use her special skill - the illusion of souls, in case she fails to cast the spell and is counterattacked by the souls.
However, it is difficult to gain the upper hand with martial arts alone. For some reason, the help you need is delayed in coming. If things go on like this, something may happen. It is better to use the Thirty-Six Strategies as the best strategy.
The strategy was fixed, and the white sari's moves changed accordingly, slowly retreating, and gradually moving away from the eye of the storm.
At this moment, Hu Nu struck with a knife, which was so powerful and powerful that Bai Sari was secretly delighted. Another dagger was cut off and with this power, it flew upside down, like a broken paper kite. She looked embarrassed.
, but in fact, he took advantage of the situation to escape.