Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 94: Human Face (1)
Shuisu and Huanyan screamed in fright: "Miss, run away!"

"Master, you said you won't hurt anyone!" The young man called Yuan Shang blushed in shock, and blocked her palm with his sword.

"Yuan Shang, you are so confused, get out of the way!" Qiu Xiangnv glared at him angrily, wrapped the white shawl on her shoulders in her hands, wrapped her arms around Yuan Shang's sword, and held Kuyi with her palm.

Bitter barley seemed to be stunned by the scene in front of him, and stood still.

"Stupid girl, she's also a silver gun with a wax head, and her face is like a wooden sculpture." An ice-cold voice echoed in her eardrums, and someone stretched out a palm to grab her hand, as if she had wings on her back, and her body floated up. , Swinging in the air a few times, avoiding the sharp long belt, bypassing the tall trees hitting the ridge, circled the sky like a butterfly and a bird for a few rounds, and then fell to the ground again, leaning firmly on his chest.

Black and white boss!Kuyi's eyes were full of joy, he really came as promised, although half a year late, he finally showed up!
He grabbed her waist, and the black sword in his hand broke Qiuxiangnv's snow-white cloak, and said gloomyly: "Feng Yizhu, he died for love, how do you count it on the lives of others?"

Feng Yizhu, known as Madman, is she related to that person, right?
Ku Yi secretly sighed in her heart, where in life do not meet again, meeting is already a tangled heart.

"If it wasn't for Wuyou's stubborn opinion, my brother would have left the Central Plains long ago, how could he have died of grief?" Feng Yizhu gave him a cold look, and the torn cloak fluttered in the air, as if mourning with her heart.

Lu Yu's face was as cold as dark iron, and there was regret flowing through his eyes: "Feng Yizhu, your brother and sister are acting strangely, but you still have a chivalrous style. Wuyou is dead, and death is like a lamp going out. Stubbornness, hurting others and yourself in vain? You go, don't bother Zhuo Kuyi again in the future!"

"Lu Yu, I respect you for being a hero and a lover. Unexpectedly, in just ten years, you have a new love and forget the old love. As expected, only my elder brother is the most loving person in the world!" Feng Yizhu's face was the color of coral, The voice of hatred curls up, and the words fall into the air.The autumn-colored wide sleeves swirl like the wind, like an oriole shooting into the air, and the beauty is so beautiful that it takes one's breath away.

Huanyan pushed Yuan Shang who was stunned, and her red lips twitched: "Stupid boy, why don't you chase after your master? For the sake of saving the young lady, let's settle the matter!"

Yuan Shang made a silly "oh", swayed his feet, and jumped over the high wall. The green lotus color was like a bright light, swaying through people's hearts.

As for the bitter barley, there is an undercurrent surging in the chest, churning hard to rest.

Lu Yu, he turned out to be Lu Yu?

Looking up, Wei Yu was dazed.

Suddenly realized that he was really a fool.

She smiled in a trance, the black and white old monster was actually the one she was looking for.

It turned out that they had met a long time ago and experienced life and death, but they were at a loss at that time.The greatest sorrow in the world is not that we don't meet each other, but when we meet, we don't know who he is at all.

Bit by bit, Kuyi's hand peeled off his strong arm with great difficulty, and folded it in front of him, and the two met face to face.

Lu Yu stared at her in surprise.

Standing in front of her is a narcissus girl with black hair and moist plain clothes. Her skin is whiter than snow, her eyebrows are unpainted but emerald green, her lips are not bright red. With a smile on his face, he had never seen the grace of a child in his life. If it weren't for those familiar smoky eyes, he would not have believed that this was the pitiful little girl with yellow hair and withered skin that was as thread-like as before.

The cool wind blew past, brushing away the long silk covering his face, and his true shadow fell from the bitter pupils.Clear white hair, dark complexion, cold sharpness, a pair of rhinoceros eyes, faintly clear frost, like a man living in an ice cave, conceited and lonely, proud and indifferent, it seems that no matter how great the joy is Don't warm his snow-colored expression.

(End of this chapter)