Shadow Bride

This is the first time that Su Xingyu has seen a swordsmanship duel up close.

She couldn't understand the technique and the doorway, only knew that the two people in the field were so pleasing to the eye, each move seemed to imply some peculiar rhythm, just like a beautiful dance.

Around the open space, many people wearing white swordsmanship uniforms sat quietly, silently, solemnly and attentively.

Su Xingyu raised the camera in his hand without knowing it. This competition was too much to look away from, and it attracted her to shoot. At this moment, she had forgotten the argument with Ouyang Yi just now, what rules and prohibitions, let these things go, the top priority is to capture all the beautiful pictures.

Her hand is steady, and she presses the shutter repeatedly, and each one is just right.

Ouyang Yi moved forward and backward like a white giant eagle. In the glimpse of the sword light, seeing her from one side, a smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face, and even the world was pale.

"I'm optimistic!" He suddenly shouted and stopped fighting with his opponent. With a flick of his wrist, the beginning of the slender sword was slightly cold, so fast that people could hardly see it. It was just a few ups and downs. The opponent was forced to retreat again and again, from the center of the open space into a corner full of hydrangea.

The hydrangea blooms like a raging fire in midsummer.

The opponent was embarrassed and staggered among the flowers.

Ouyang Yi’s long sword turned into a stream of light, sealing all the opponent’s retreat. The slender blade suddenly passed between the flowers. In an instant, the time seemed to slow down. The blade was wrapped in a thin cold air, tearing the petals, and large clusters. Large clusters of hydrangea shattered in the cold, and their petals burst open, like a celestial flower.

And Ouyang Yi, standing steadily amidst this fragment of broken flowers, dressed in white clothes like snow, with a long sword in his hand slanting down, pointing straight at his opponent's throat!

And his opponent fell into the mud of flowers, and the long sword flew a few meters away, no longer able to fight back.

Su Xingyu saw this scene thrilling through the camera's viewfinder.

She forgot to breathe, forget everything, as if the whole world was left with the sky full of flowers scattered in the lens, time was still, and years were frozen.

I don't know how long it took, she put down the camera and heard thunderous applause in her ears. It was the group of swordsmen in white who were sitting around the clearing applauding, paying the highest tribute to Ouyang Yi's extraordinary swordsmanship.

Ouyang Yi collected his sword gracefully and reached out to the person he defeated on the ground.

The other party stood up with his hand and clasped his fists: "Mr. Ouyang is superb in swordsmanship, and I will bow down."

Ouyang Yi smiled slightly: "You are already pretty good."

The other party laughed at himself: "Yes, people who are rumored to be able to hold 30 tricks under Mr. Ouyang are very good. I seem to be able to do it. However, this is not my goal--" the other party said, his eyes suddenly became firm. , Staring straight at Ouyang Yi, said seriously, "One day, I will defeat you."

"Let's wait and see." Ouyang Yi still smiled.

He turned and walked towards the sidelines, put the sword in his hand into the scabbard, and handed it to a middle-aged man wearing a Gebu gown: "Sorry, I broke your flower here, Mr. Ge."

The man named Mr. Ge chuckled: "There are flowers that can be folded and must be folded. It is a great honor for the restaurant to be taught by Mr. Ouyang. What are the few flowers?"

Ouyang Yi said humbly, saying goodbye to Mr. Ge, walking towards Su Xingyu along the edge of the clearing.

Su Xingyu stood on the sidelines, looking up at him: "I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be so good."

Ouyang Yi returned to her usual lazy and frivolous look, and looked at her with a smile: "Do you really admire me or fall in love with me?"

The answer to him was Su Xingyu's indifferent face.

She lowered her head, turned on the screen of the camera in her hand, and browsed the few photos she had just captured.

Ouyang Yi leaned her head over and watched with her. She was 1.9 meters tall and had to squeeze next to her petite little girl. It seemed to work so hard, but he didn't seem to care.

"This one looks good.

"This one is also pretty...

"I'm really handsome from this angle.

"Xingyu, you have a good capture technique. If you can shoot this master so rich and handsome, you will surely fascinate a large group of girls when you take it out."

Su Xingyu finally couldn't stand his noise, and turned off the camera screen with a snap: "I'll go home and select the film, and then send it to you. Yes, you are the most handsome, right?"

Ouyang Yi looked at her with an innocent smile on her face: "Little beauty Xingyu, you really used it and threw it away. It saddens me. Going back to some home in the daytime, I helped you so much. Why don't you accompany me to a meal, a cup of tea or something, thank you very much?"

"Who just told me to wait for him and let me dove again?"

Ouyang Yi blinked innocently, and then smiled: "Don't you really think it was an accident to capture this set of photos?"

"...How to tell?" Su Xingyu suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Ouyang Yi's slender body leaned against a cluster of green bamboos beside the low wall, and put on a sultry posture: "Little beauty Xingyu, don't you see it? I didn't deliberately let you dove. Actually, you I sent a text message and refused to enter the martial arts hall for shooting. I set about arranging the meeting, so that the hall owner moved the competition venue to this open space outside the hall, a public area, and you can watch it without any membership qualifications. I will come out to find you Talking about that whole lot of nonsense, including what you want you to wait for later... is all delaying time."

Delaying until they have prepared the new venue, they can let her walk along the road alone.

Su Xingyu suddenly realized: "You..."

You have a word, but you can't say anything else.

She has mixed feelings in her heart. Although Ouyang Yi is a little frivolous from time to time, she has been attentive and considerate since she met, even when she helped others. She sighed and said, "Thank you."

"Thank you." The fine sunlight shone through the bamboo forest in his eyes, as if gleaming, he became happy again, and smiled with white teeth. "It's okay now, the martial arts hall would always be there. Some activities were held in this open space, which attracted the public’s attention. It’s not illegal for me to move the competition venue here, and you also took real snaps and didn’t pose for them. There is no problem taking this set of photos to the finals, and, This supermodel is so handsome and will definitely help you get the first place!"

Su Xingyu nodded this time: "Well, this set of photos has a great chance of winning."

It's true, the time and place are right for people.

Ouyang Yi is not only superb swordsmanship, but also perfect in figure and appearance. More importantly, he has amazing expressiveness when facing the camera. He deserves to be the most expensive male model in the world. At his level, he will participate in a small regional street. The shooting competition is absolutely like a huge crocodile entering a school of small fish, it is completely overwhelming.