Little do they know that a martial arts master who has cultivated literary skills and reached the fifth level is not just an ordinary martial arts master.
Masters of literary arts are strong in spirit but weak in body. Without the protection of the mantra of self-protection, their bodies are not much stronger than ordinary people. Once the mantra of self-protection is broken, even if they face ordinary masters, they will be slaughtered like fish.
Generally speaking, there are very few people who are capable of both civil and military cultivation, and even if they are there, they rarely have any great achievements.
Xie Fu looked at Lan Ning and was immediately surprised. Lan Ning's back was turned to him, and he saw that her beautiful snow-white back was covered with cloud seals, and the pattern was like clouds, shimmering as if alive.
Her long black hair fell down to her narrow waist like a waterfall, covering most of the Yunzhuan. She had a smooth and flawless body, and her slender legs were folded together. She stood quietly like a goddess descending into the world, extremely dignified and holy.
If it weren't for his Ning'er, Xie Fu would have knelt down to worship her.
Could it be that the series of strange fortunes I had just now were all because of Lan Ning? Could it be that Lan Ning is a god...
What he saw in front of him was beyond Xie Fu's cognition, but he didn't know that if he didn't have water veins, he would have died long ago.
With a thought in his mind, Xie Fu felt that the true energy in his body was surging and filling, flowing out through his body.
Lan Ning's long black hair, which was hanging peacefully, suddenly seemed to be blown by a strong wind. The long hair swayed like a peacock's tail, and the graceful and beautiful back was fully exposed. The place covered by the black hair just now was also full of The texture of Yunzhuan is overflowing with bright and colorful light.
Controlling Qi is invisible. When he first met Ye Yiquan, he was amazed at Ye Yiquan's ability as if he were a god. Now he can do it too!
The joy in her heart surged. Looking at Lan Ning, her coldness seemed to be thousands of miles away from him, just like the difference between gods and humans, insurmountable.
"Ning'er, are you a goddess?"
Although Lan Ning lowered his eyes, his expression was as dumb as a eagle, like a baby who had just come into the world and didn't understand the world at all.
Yes, she was also aware of the changes in her body. She was slowly feeling, understanding, and digesting them.
Hearing Xie Fu's call, Lan Ning turned around and saw Xie Fu without any clothes, like a majestic male god standing in the sky. His beautiful face blushed slightly: "Husband, put on your clothes first."
The name "husband" sounds a bit like a goddess who can be emotional, and it also shows that the relationship between the two is worthy of the name.
Ning'er was already his woman, and this thought made Xie Fu feel a little closer to her.
Xie Fu said: "Ning'er, you haven't put on any clothes either."
Only then did Lan Ning realize that she was naked, and her face turned slightly red.
Silently, the two of them put on their clothes, and Fu Xie looked at her from time to time. The clothes covering her body made her figure more graceful, and the thin gauze made her more charming, giving her an unreal feeling as if she was in a dream.
Lan Ning turned her head slightly and looked at Xie Fu with warm eyes. When their eyes met, Xie Fu suddenly felt suffocated.
I can only feel the affection of the autumn water, the fullness of the pulse, all kinds of delicate postures, and all kinds of romance, all in Lan Ning's glance.
"Ning'er..."
He wanted to say these two words a thousand times but was still not satisfied.
Lan Ning seemed a little shy, turned around and whispered, "Husband, I love you."
The voice was affectionate and soft, and with just one word, Xie Fu's bones melted.
"Husband, you have to believe that one day I will kill you with a sword, but I will also love you in my heart."
This statement made Xie Fu greatly surprised.
Lan Ning changed his title: "Fu, have you ever heard of Nestorianism in Great Qin?"
Although Xie Fu judged that Lan Ning was connected with Nestorianism, he was still very surprised when Lan Ning proposed it on his own initiative...
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It is already late at night, but the lights are still swaying on the Suzhou River. Those painted boats are flowing with the waves, shining like stars on the dark Suzhou River.
The Milky Way stars in this darkness spread all the way to Xiashantang, and only dimmed when they entered the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal.
The Beijing-Hangzhou Canal is relatively wide, and because it is far away from the bustling center of Suzhou City, except for large-scale high-rise boats, usually the boats will return home at night, otherwise they will float to Hangzhou with the water the next morning.
Night is a harbor of darkness and a refuge for sin.
On the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal, a middle-aged man stood on the Xian Bridge, looking at the tiny but very bright stars on the canal.
Just like the stars in the universe, the very bright stars are coming slowly, although they can be seen, they seem to be far away and difficult to reach.
The very bright stars in the eyes of middle-aged people are the painted boats of Madam Lan Ning, the courtesan of Suzhou.
The Xianqiao he built is located at the strategic pass of the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal.
The Xian Bridge is ninety-seven feet long and one foot eight wide. It lies across the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal.
Xian Bridge is a stone arch bridge with twenty-six arch holes, which can be passed by boats.
There are many small bridges and flowing water, but there are almost no large-scale stone bridges like this in China.
What's even more special is that in the middle of the bridge are twenty-eight boats, which are used as beams and connected with iron cables. Two huge stone piers are built in the middle to fix these floating boats.
During wartime, the iron cables could be disconnected to allow large warships and ships to pass, and the enemy's land routes could be blocked at any time.
The reason for the initial construction of this bridge was that the towpath built on the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal was shorter than this, and the water here was violent and the waves were high, which was not conducive to boating, often causing grain and merchant ships to lag.
This bridge was planned and built by Wang Wanzhi when he first arrived in Suzhou. Because Wang Wanzhi was known as a virtuous person, it was named Xianqiao.
The middle-aged man is the middle-aged Confucian scholar who accompanied Yuan Yue earlier. His name is Dong Guo Su. He is a retainer and think tank of the Yuan family and one of the few people in the Yuan family who specializes in literature and Taoism.
Gu Qiang assassinated Xie Fu on Yuanyue's orders.
Suzhou is the most prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River, a land of dragons and tigers' dens. Dong Guosu knew that he should keep a low profile in Suzhou and avoid trouble to avoid causing trouble.
But he has been with Yuan Yue for many years, and he knows Yuan Yue's character very well. He knows very well that Yuan Yue will not give up unless Xie Fu is killed.
To this end, Dong Guosu did not hesitate to use eight sixth-grade masters and two fifth-grade masters in order to achieve a quick victory and avoid long nights and many troubles in the future.
Seeing the three small boats that had been waiting in the dark approaching Lan Ning's boat, Dong Guo Su turned around and left, murmuring: "In order to kill you, a nobody, I actually used two fifth-grade masters, and you have a bright face." ”
Your feet are on a solid, flat bridge.
Xianqiao, Xianqiao, that is, the treasure land of China can nurture such heavenly beings. There is still a long way to go before the eight Longxi families can compete with the Li and Wang families.
When he set foot on Xianqiao for the first time, Dong Guosu was already amazed by the miraculous craftsmanship.
I have always thought that I was a wise man from Longxi, but now in front of this miraculous bridge, I feel that I am just an ordinary person.
Zhang Lingluo, who was sitting on the edge of the boat and swaying her feet, saw three lights on the river approaching Lan Ning's boat in the distance. She stood up and said loudly: "Oi, cats and dogs, row faster and get closer to the Oiran's boat."
The speed of the ship suddenly became like a carriage speeding on the road.
Zhang Lingluo's boat was originally further away, but it arrived first and blocked the three approaching boats, blocking the three boats from continuing to approach Lan Ning's boat.
Looking around, two of the boats had four people standing on the bow, and the other boat had two people standing on the bow. A total of ten people were wearing weapons.
Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he was quite organized and calm, unlike ordinary thieves.
Which family has this few people? They don't take the Nestorian religion of the Great Qin seriously at all. You must know that when the Nestorian religion of the Great Qin Dynasty was at its peak, it had the power to support Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.
Or maybe twenty years ago, the Nestorian religion in the Qin Dynasty had been destroyed, and the elite elders in the religion were almost dead. All that was left in the world were just remnants that were not worthy of fear, so they didn't take it seriously.
No matter what, Zhang Lingluo said loudly: "Zhang Lingluo is here, let's wait until my uncle Fu is satisfied."
Miss Zhang Er's name is known to everyone in Suzhou City.
"No matter who you are, leave quickly to avoid any misfortune."
Even if you call her Miss Zhang, if you are from the Fourth Clan, no one will call you Miss Zhang respectfully.
In addition, the person who answered clearly had a foreign accent. There were many foreign tourists in Suzhou, but the group of foreigners appearing in this scene at this time was very suspicious.
Zhang Lingluo leaped into the air and boarded the ship. She raised her knife and dropped it. The person who had just spoken had turned into a headless corpse.
When people in the martial arts fight, they will fight before using any moves. With the disparity between strength and weakness, there is no way to fight back.
As soon as he made a move, Zhang Lingluo shocked his opponent and asked: "Who sent you here and what do you want to do?"
In response to Zhang Lingluo, the remaining nine people rushed towards her.
It was very quiet, with almost no sound of the clash of swords. A few moments later, there was a faint groan of pain.
It was Zhang Lingluo who deliberately left him alive. Two of his arms had been cut off, and there was blood pouring from the cuts.
Zhang Lingluo knelt down and asked, "Who sent you here?"
But this man closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, not responding.
Zhang Lingluo asked again: "Is this the Prince of Yuan Dynasty?"
Seeing this man's brows twitching secretly, Zhang Lingluo immediately gave him a happy surprise.
She was very concerned about everyone and everything related to Xie Fu.
She once caught the cold look in Yuan Yue's eyes when he looked at Fu Xie at a cocktail party. Later, she paid more attention to Yuan Yue. The man looked at Lan Ning in a different way than when he looked at others.
Zhang Lingluo understands men very well, especially men like Zhu Jiuchun.
The three small boats became ownerless ships and drifted southward with the water.
Zhang Lingluo returned to her boat and looked back at the faint light spot behind the boat. The light spot was a small boat. The small boat kept a distance on the wide canal and followed the oiran's boat.
I'm just afraid that small shrimps can't catch big fish.
Zhang Lingluo sat on the edge of the boat again, lifted up his hem, and continued to shake his feet.
Chen Qinglan tried to unite the four clans to eliminate the remnants of Nestorianism and consolidate the foundation of the Earth Sect in Suzhou, but he did not know that the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole was behind.
Since she returned to Suzhou from Xuanzong, she has been planning to deal with Di Zong for a long time.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, but it is a pity that Chen Qinglan will not die, he will become a disaster in the future.
Zhang Lingluo gently rubbed the middle finger with the finger sword, raised the corner of her mouth, and smiled slightly: "It must be painful, more painful than being hit by a sword."
This sword pierced Chen Qinglan's heart, piercing her pride and dignity.
The most proud disciple of the Earth Sect Dao Zun is nothing more than this.
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Fu Xie listened to Lan Ning's description of her identity, saying that the world could not tolerate the Nestorian religion of Great Qin, nor could she, and he would kill her quickly...
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