The phoenix eyes are turning, and the thin shadow is dancing.
Liu Xiaomu turned around, looked at the shocked and embarrassed Yang Chaoxi, and smiled: "Little Taoist priest, where did you think you were? My aunt is just letting you have a rest, and she doesn't want to sleep with you. You are so nervous and nervous.
What? Cack!"
When Yang Chaoxi heard the word "sleep", she couldn't help but blush. Then she realized that her thoughts were wrong. She immediately said: "Miss Xiaomu, don't misunderstand Xiaodao. Since you and I are Taoist friends, Xiaodao should be polite."
Treat each other...if you dare to have any wrong thoughts, you will be struck by thunder from the sky and your body and soul will be destroyed!"
"Kekeke..."
Liu Xiaomu was already laughing so hard that her flowers were trembling. Suddenly she picked up a fan that was exactly like the one in Ying Niang's hand. She lightly covered her red lips and said with a smile,
"As soon as my aunt makes a joke to you, you swear that if you meet a femme fatale with great charm one day, I'm afraid that without their help, you will have to cook it yourself and serve it to others. Gig!"
Yang Zhaoxi was so embarrassed that she couldn't bear to say anything. She hugged her fist and said, "Miss Xiaomu, I'm here to teach you. It's already late at night, so I can't bother you. I'll see you another day."
After saying that, he ignored Liu Xiaomu and ran to the wooden door with three steps and two steps at a time.
Just as he was about to pull the latch to open the door, he felt a faint force pulling him backwards from his waist. Looking down, he saw a piece of silk wrapped tightly around him like a long snake.
His waist. The further he moved forward, the more the shawl pulled back. He pushed open the latch and tried to break the shawl, but unexpectedly the force from the shawl suddenly became several times stronger, almost knocking him off.
Pull him to the ground.
Yang Zhaoxi knew that it was Liu Xiaomu who was causing trouble, and was immediately aroused to be competitive. Following the force of the cloth, Yang Zhaoxi took three steps back, then with his backhand drew the Shadow Bearing Sword from behind, and made a spin!
"bass--"
After a soft sound, the cloth was withdrawn a little slowly, and a section was immediately cut off.
Yang Zhaoxi had already passed away and looked at Liu Xiaomu under the flickering candlelight. He was flicking his silk and dancing on tiptoes, as if nothing had happened. He immediately said angrily: "Miss Xiaomu, you want to have fun on the trail.
What?!”
Liu Xiaomu raised her chin slightly and said with a leisurely smile: "You have to leave before my aunt has finished speaking. Aren't you ignorant of etiquette? Although my aunt is magnanimous, she still wants to correct your angsty temper on your mother's behalf.
, so as not to suffer a loss in the future. Hee hee!"
Yang Chaoxi raised his sword horizontally, and said coldly with his eagle eyes: "If you want to take action, I will accompany you! If you break a few cups, I will not compensate you at all! Look at the sword!"
As soon as the word "sword" was written, the Shadow Sword was shot out, piercing Liu Xiaomu's throat. The sword came suddenly, leaving no glare or afterimage. It was so fast that no one could avoid it.
avoid.
Liu Xiaomu was not confused at all, and the silk in her hand spiraled out, shaped like a flying python, hunting in the wind, and rolled away in front of the Chengying Sword. In an instant, a layer of purple gauze was wrapped around the Chengying Sword. There was no room for hair.
At this time, Liu Xiaomu was able to calm down, his fingers flew around, and he immediately tied a bow on the end of the sword.
Yang Chaoxi became more and more angry, and the breath in his chest quickly came out of his pores and poured into the sword along his right arm.
Immediately he waved his wrist and shook it. The shawl immediately broke into several pieces, scattering into dancing butterflies in the sky under the light of the breeze. His sword force became more and more fierce, and he was about to pierce Liu Xiaomu's throat. Liu Xiaomu still did not dodge.
He avoided it, stretched out two fingers, caught the fan, and knocked the fan handle on the spine of the sword.
There was only a "ding" sound from the sword, as if a bowl was struck and a chime was struck. The Shadow Bearing Sword in Yang Chaoxi's hand felt as if it was struck by lightning, and his fingers and wrists were immediately shocked. Most of the force of the sprint was immediately cut off, and the tip of the sword was also deflected.
It was about a foot long, but it was all empty.
Yang Chaoxi saw that her technique was novel and unheard of, so she immediately put away her sword and stood up: "Miss Xiaomu, your method of 'wearing silk for long attacks and wearing a fan for short attacks' is quite different from your previous methods. I wonder where it comes from?"
Liu Xiaomu's phoenix eyes brightened slightly, and she nodded slightly and said: "That's right, that's right! I thought you would have to be beaten up by your aunt before you would realize it, but now it seems that your aunt has surpassed you! These two skills are all from Soochow Rouge Valley.
Unique knowledge.
The long attack technique of wearing silk is called "Huan Shazhang", and the short attack method of Wan Fan is called "Shaking Wind Finger". In addition, with the help of the skills of wearing silk and Wan Fan, there is also "Pounding Lianquan"
'Face-covering hands', the four are collectively called the 'Four Wonders of Beauty'."
Yang Chaoxi looked strange when he heard this, and couldn't help but wonder: "Wanning the gauze, pounding it, shaking the wind, covering the face... Since they are the 'Four Beauties', are all the women in this Rouge Valley?"
Liu Xiaomu smiled narrowly: "Not only are they all women, but they are all beautiful and beautiful. The young Taoist priests have always been unstable in Taoism. My aunt is only worried that if you meet them, before you have a fight with them, you will bow down to that pomegranate skirt! Geez!"
Yang Zhaoxi couldn't help but sweat: No wonder Liu Xiaomu had to make a charming gesture just now, to arouse my imagination, tease my mind, and then wait for an opportunity to make a sneak attack! It turned out that he wanted to use this frivolous method to warn me, so that I would not be so easy.
Hit.
As for this woman from Rouge Valley, who can use silk shawl and fan as a weapon, as well as create exquisite and weird martial arts, there must be many amazing and talented people. If anyone is contemptuous, I am afraid that they will fall into trouble and suffer a big loss.
It corresponds to the allusion of "Heroes are saddened by beauty".
The thought changed, Yang Zhaoxi's embarrassment gradually disappeared, and he immediately asked: "So, Miss Xiaomu not only knows about these martial arts sects and knight-errants who have sneaked into Luoyang, but also knows their unique skills and customary weapons?"
Liu Xiaomu threw away her shawl and fan, and proudly said: "That's natural! My aunt's six hundred years of Taoism did not come from being bored in a cave. Since we want to travel around the world, the famous mountains, beautiful waters, and vast seas and jungles of the Middle Earth are all there.
Don’t miss it! The more places you go and the more diverse native people you meet, the deeper your understanding of your human race’s martial arts and martial arts will be. Of course, my aunt also learned some quite interesting kung fu.”
"Oh? What other magical skills does Miss Xiaomu know? Can you try a few more tricks with Xiaodao?" Yang Chaoxi couldn't help but see the hunting heart, and immediately opened his mouth to urge.
Liu Xiaomu rolled her eyes, rolled her eyes slightly, and joked with a smile: "I'm afraid the little Taoist priest won't compensate me for breaking a few cups."
Yang Zhaoxi was choked for a moment and was speechless. After a while, she said: "At best, be more cautious and try not to use wide-open and wide-open moves..."
Liu Xiaomu, on the other hand, smiled and said, "There is another way. Let's go outside the building to perform moves and compare notes, so we don't have to worry about damaging the furnishings in this room!"
Yang Zhaoxi was about to suggest that the two of them find a place where no one would disturb them, but she had already reached out with her delicate hands and grabbed her at the back of the collar. The collar strangled her neck, and all her words were stuck in her throat. Then her body collapsed.
It soared into the sky, like a cooked gourd chicken, and was carried by Liu Xiaomu in his hand, jumping down from the east window.
The sound of wind whistling in his ears, as well as the hem of his robe and hair being lifted up, reminded him that the two of them were falling straight down from Yueyi Tower at this moment!
At this time, the two of them were hanging in the air, with nothing to rely on. Although Yang Zhaoxi's "crossing the river with a reed" was brilliant, it could not fly in the air. In panic, he took a peek and saw only a string on the dark water.
The moon and the lights in the building were reflected in it. The water rippled slowly and the moon's shadow swayed gently. It was such a beautiful scenery on such a good day, but I felt my heart was so painful that I couldn't even utter a scream.
Thoughts flicker, but only momentarily.
When the two of them were still two or three feet away from the water, Liu Xiaomu activated the Yin Yuan Qi and used the "Xiaoyao Yufeng" Qinggong. The embroidered shoes connected with each other, and the speed of his body's fall suddenly slowed down. Then he took advantage of the inertia of the fall.
, turned around and ran forward, but after a few breaths, the huge inertia was wiped out.
Yang Zhaoxi's heart had already jumped into her throat, and it just fell back into her stomach. Due to the restriction in her throat, her face was numb from holding back, her legs couldn't stop kicking, her hands kept pointing at her neck, and she uttered "Whoa"
"Whoa" sound.
Liu Xiaomu's feet kept moving, as if he was walking in a hurry. His voice fell from above, and when blown by the wind, it became intermittent: "Little Taoist...it's not that my aunt won't let go, but I'm afraid that you are not good at learning...and your water quality is poor, so if you fall into it,
There are rays fed in the pond... Huh? The shallow water at the edge of the pond is much thicker than the past few days... If it is enough for you to perform Qinggong... how about I let you down?"
After hearing this, Yang Zhaoxi ignored the increasingly intense burning sensation on her neck and immediately nodded her head. Suddenly she felt her neck loosen up, and precious air rushed into her chest from between her mouth and nose, and her body quickly fell. She kicked her feet randomly.
In the middle, he instantly kicked a few lotus leaves that were as tall as a canopy, causing the leaves to turn over and the stems to break.
Just when the soles of his boots were soaked in water and he was about to submerge into the pool, a burst of inner breath broke through the curved bones, perineum, and various acupuncture points, and poured directly into his legs. In an instant, Yang Chaoxi felt his tiger body vibrate, and his toes
Then he pointed toward the center of the load... With the first kick, the subsequent footwork movements came one after another.
The water breeze is cool and filled with lotus fragrance.
Liu Xiaomu looked from afar, and saw under the clear light of the bright moon, a gray shadow flying past on the lotus cover, flower buds, lotus stands and other objects. The dark pool between the leaves silently recorded the gray shadow, and then rippled into a twisted shape.
The gray line. The gray line is mixed with the moonlight, drifting with the waves, and surges into the distance.
Liu Xiaomu immediately turned around and ran towards Yang Chaoxi. After a moment, he was in front of him: "Little Taoist priest! There is also the Xiaoxiang Gate in Lingnan, and the method of fighting the enemy is also quite weird. Since the Yingdu of Chu State was defeated by the Qin army, three
The Xiaoxiang Gate has existed since Doctor Lu sank into the Miluo River.
It is said that it was created by Xiong Qi, Lord of Changping, who was one of the disciples who fled to Lingnan. The original intention was to "punish the violent Qin Dynasty and restore Chu Zuo". Who knows that after passing it down for several generations, it gradually degenerated into using witchcraft to confuse the barbarians and extract their wealth.
Jianghu gangs are really deplorable!
Although the Xiaoxiang sect is full of gods and gods, its methods are mysterious and unpredictable. To correct the root cause, it is just raising gu to tame beasts and pretending to be gods and ghosts. However, there are also geniuses who have realized profound martial arts from the witchcraft and other methods and passed them on to future generations.
There is something remarkable about it.
The next set of marksmanship is called the ‘Kui Long Technique’ by the Xiaoxiang sect, little Taoist priests should be careful..."
After Liu Xiaomu finished speaking, he took out a large gun with a green body from the Qiankun bag.
She held the tail of the gun with her right hand, waved her hand, and stabbed Yang Chaoxi in the heart.