Quick-wearing villain Bai Yueguang is very sultry

Chapter 113 Competing Acting Skills with Black Lotus

Chapter 113 Competing Acting Skills with Black Lotus (6)

The breeze is smooth.

Skip the shadows of the trees in the courtyard, the pear trees with two or three white flowers, and the flowers and trees under the corridor, the slightly swaying tender yellow winter jasmine half obscures the tall and straight figure of the young man in white.

Chu Cha looked away lightly, and walked towards the courtyard, "Let me take a look."

The girl's voice was indifferent but casual.

"Jianzong's potatoes are much sweeter than those outside. Master, would you like to try it?" He asked, smiling lazily and warmly, with the spring breeze coming slowly, the most youthful spirit but with a slightly intoxicating feeling.

Chu Cha's eyes drooped slightly, and he glanced at the steaming dishes on the wooden table.

A plate of greens and mushrooms.

One plate is green pepper and potato.
She looked a little dazed, but she looked away for a moment, and she returned to her usual indifferent appearance.

"I have inedia, not food."

"It's my disciple who didn't think well." After placing the bowls and chopsticks in his hand on the table, Gu Yan picked up the black sword placed on the bench, "Master, did you come to inspect the homework?"

The girl nodded slightly, her face was expressionless, her starry eyes were as clear and cold as if picked from a cold pool, "You are in great health."

Gu Yan's clean eyes hesitated for a moment, but then he still slightly raised his eyebrows, "It's all over."

After Chu Cha nodded slightly, he turned back a few feet.

"Draw the sword."

The spring mountains are warm and breezy, the curtains of the pavilions are left behind, and the willow swings are in the courtyard.

The girl threw the dust whisk in her hand into the air——

The tail of dust shone with silver light, and went straight to the boy.

Gu Yan jumped up on the wind, avoided the girl's moves, then clenched the hilt of the sword with his backhand and spun around in the air, pulling out the long sword that was glowing with cold light from its sheath.

With wide sleeves facing the wind, the sleeves of his clothes fluttered, heading towards the girl standing in the courtyard——

She was as elegant as a fairy, her complexion was as calm as before, without changing a bit, there was a calmness almost indifferent in her coldness, she just swept away his sword stroke with a light sweep of the whisk.

The dazzling white light grazed the blade along with the powerful aura, hitting his chest.

Gu Yan loosened his wrist and folded his long sword in half, like a falling bird.

He knelt on the ground and coughed fiercely, clutching his chest, and glaring blood slid down the corner of his mouth into the skirt of his clothes.

"I have lowered my cultivation to a very low level just now, so I won't hurt you so far."

Still, the girl's voice was still calm, but the slight frowning of her eyebrows could make people feel her doubts at this time.

Gu Yan coughed a few more times, raised his wrist to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, then pulled the corner of his mouth, and smiled reluctantly, "It's the disciple who is too weak."

Even with this explanation, the doubts on the girl's face remained undiminished, she walked slowly, "Take off your clothes."

"Master?" Gu Yan's peach blossom eyes widened slightly, filled with nervousness and bewilderment.

Chu Cha raised his chin slightly, showing a little impatient, "Don't make me say anything twice."

His thick and slender eyelashes trembled a little, then slowly drooped, and his ears were stained with blush, "Understood, Master."

The voice was dry and hoarse, with some shyness.

Immediately, he stretched out his hands and slowly unbuttoned the belt, and pulled down the outer robe from his shoulders.
Suddenly, Chu Cha's eyes narrowed slightly, filled with a dangerous aura.

I saw that the boy's skin exposed to the air was full of blue and red scars, some were caused by blunt weapons, and some were caused by sharp weapons.

Or club or whip or sword, striking scars criss-cross his shoulders and chest
(End of this chapter)

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