Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 789 Sword Dance
Yun Zhuohua stepped to the beat of the music and walked between the two peach blossom trees.

start.It drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Cangyu has seen Yun Zhuohua use a sword, or protect himself, or test the sword.

However, he has never seen Yun Zhuohua's sword dance.

Her long hair was gathered together by Cang Yu, and was tied with a white hair tie at the back.

Between movement and stillness, the black hair is like ink, just like a landscape painting with splashed ink, on the beautiful white paper scroll, it is so beautiful.

Flexible waist, slender figure, plain white hem, lightness when taking off, and surprise when looking back.

Even the red gemstone on the hilt couldn't conceal the one-tenth of the look she was showing at this moment.

The tip of the sword glowing blue waved in front of her.

Brought up a wave of light wind and hit the peach blossom branches beside me.

The branches are swaying, shaking off a few pink petals, and a faint fragrance is wafting.

The white toes, falling on the petals, are also dyed by the pink flower juice, complementing each other.

Yun Zhuohua was surprised by the wave of sword energy just now, she chuckled and swung the long sword again, specifically picking places with peach blossoms.

Seeing a few peach blossoms falling again, she laughed even more cheerfully.

The body rotates, letting these petals fall on his body.

Cang Yu looked at it, feeling a little sour in her heart.

In this battle between Song and Wu, Yun Zhuohua blocked not only his own life, but also her own kung fu.

Although her life was saved, most of the inside of her body was lost.

If someone hadn't protected her with his own internal force, Yun Zhuohua's remaining internal force would have been lost as well.

Looking at it now, Yun Zhuohua's kung fu, along with the speed at which the toxins are eliminated, is also recovering faster.

Now that his kung fu has recovered, has Yun Zhuohua's memory also...

It is rare for them to have such an opportunity to get along peacefully.

Cangyu no longer wants to think about the past that hurt others and herself.

And those, disturbing worldly affairs.

Even if it was just an irresponsible escape, he only wanted to live a happy life before Yun Zhuohua fully recovered his memory.

When Yun Zhuohua heard the sound of the music, he seemed to lower his voice a little.

She smiled, turning around as if to ask.

Suddenly, a shadow in front of her was wrapped in the wind and circled around her.

With a thin and wide palm, she pulled out the long sword in her hand.

Cangyu held the hilt of the sword, wrapped around Yun Zhuohua's slender waist with one hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at the blue-white sky with the other.

With a tap of his foot, he took Yun Zhuohua into the air.

"Swish, swish, swish" a few times, Jianfeng swayed the peach blossom branches with the wind, and the petals fluttered down like rain.

Before they landed, they were wrapped around their bodies by Cangyu, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers covered them all over.

On the top of Yun Zhuohua's head, in the black hair, on the plain white skirt, and on the fair skin, all are pink and tender.

She smiled coquettishly and stretched out her hand to catch the fluttering petals. The petals had just landed in her palm before being blown away by the wind.

"It's so beautiful!" Yun Zhuohua smiled happily.

"Not as pretty as a lady."

Cang Yu embraced the back of Yun Zhuohua's head, and planted a peach blossom-scented kiss on her forehead.

Yun Zhuohua pursed his lips, his eyes were slightly bent, and his cheeks were flushed.

Cangyu threw back the red litchi sword in her hand, and the blade flew past the peach blossom tree.

The sword wind drove the peach blossoms on the branches, and they fell one after another.

(End of this chapter)