Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 31

He waved his hand at the man in black, and the black figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Feng Qingzi glanced at the room where Feng Qinghan was, shook her head lightly, then turned and walked into another room beside her.

Inside the closed door, Feng Qinghan stood quietly in front of the window holding the jade flute, looking in the direction of Xiling Peak, her thoughts scattered.

Tonight, he originally wanted to visit the old house of Xuanyuan's family, but he unexpectedly ran into the scene where Xuanyuan Yuewu was ambushed.With just a slight glance, that white figure evoked thoughts in his heart, and he barely thought about it, so he helped her.

Looking at those phoenix eyes that were very similar to Xuanyuan Yuewu, Feng Qinghan almost thought that the woman he was holding in his arms was her.But when he saw so many men in black died at her hands, he stopped thinking about it.

In his and Xuanyuan Junxi's memories, Xuanyuan Yuewu didn't like dead people, let alone kill people.

"Yuewu, the peach blossoms in Xichuan are blooming again, have you seen it?" Slender fingers slowly slid across Xiao's body, smelling the faint fragrance of peach blossoms in the air, Feng Qinghan whispered softly.

The branches are full of peach blossoms, and lovesickness spreads under the moonlight.In an inn on the west side of the ancient town, Xuanyuan Yuewu dressed in white stood quietly in front of the window, looking in the direction of Xiling Peak, her phoenix eyes were full of sadness.

"Miss, are you fighting with someone?" Bizhu walked into the room holding a bunch of peach blossoms just off the inn door, and found Xuanyuan Yuewu standing in front of the window with a gloomy expression.Putting the flower branch on the table, she was about to insert it into the bottle, but suddenly Xuanyuan Yuewu's white gauze skirt was stained with blood, and she couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Meet a few little thieves." Putting away the sadness in her eyes, Xuanyuan Yuewu turned around and walked to the table, picked up the peach blossoms that Bi Zhu had just picked, and slowly inserted them into the porcelain vase on the table one by one.

"Miss, do you know why there are so many gangsters in this small town?" Seeing Xuanyuan Yuewu's reluctance to say nothing, Bi Zhu didn't ask any further questions.Pulled a stool and sat beside Xuanyuan Yuewu, resting her chin with one hand, quietly watching Xuanyuan Yuewu planting flower branches.

Turning his eyes, he suddenly thought of the conversations of those people from the rivers and lakes that he heard on the street in the afternoon, and a look of excitement ignited in his big watery eyes.

"To listen to Xuejian?" Picking up the scissors that Bi Zhu brought in with him on the table, he focused on trimming a branch of peach blossom in his hand, and asked softly.

"Miss, you've heard about it too?" She looked at Xuanyuan Yuewu in surprise, seeing her expression was indifferent, without the slightest fluctuation in the situation on her face, Bi Zhu only thought that Xuanyuan Yuewu had also heard the news.

She curled her lips, took out a pruned flower branch from the bottle, held it in her hand, and fiddled with it boredly.

She raised her head and glanced at the flower branch in Bi Zhu's hand. She had torn off a lot of petals from the peach blossom that was originally a good branch. Even if she took it back, she couldn't put it together with those peach blossoms. flower branch.

"Guess." It took a long time before he uttered two words leisurely, making Bi Zhu beside him dumbfounded.

"Miss, you..." Looking at Xuanyuan Yuewu sadly, Bizhu bitterly pulled the flower branch in her hand, silently venting her dissatisfaction.

With a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, Xuanyuan Yuewu directly ignored Bizhu's gaze, still lowered her eyes, and carefully trimmed the flowers and branches.

Seeing Xuanyuan Yuewu's indifferent appearance, Bizhu rolled her eyes helplessly, fiddled with the flower branch with only a few petals left in her hand, and told Xuanyuan Yuewu the news she heard in the town in the afternoon.

"Recently, someone has released news in Jianghu that on the [-]th of this month, a magic weapon conference will be held in the town. At that time, many magic weapons will be exhibited, including the Tingxue Sword, one of the three great weapons in the martial arts. Therefore, those who collected People from all walks of life who heard the news all came to Xichuan day and night, wanting to see the demeanor of this peerless soldier." Throwing the flower branch in his hand that had been torn by himself without a single petal left, he threw his hand on the table, and wanted to reach out his hand to remove it from the table. He took out a peach blossom from the porcelain vase, but seeing Xuanyuan Yuewu looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, he could only withdraw his hand resentfully.

"Fifteenth of this month? There are still ten days..." Ting Xuejian?A faint light flashed in Xuanyuan Yuewu's phoenix eyes, and she wanted to see what the mystery of the Tingxue Sword would be on display at that time.

(End of this chapter)