There was a clear sound of "stab", and Yu Tianqing's face changed suddenly.
A shining silver light fell from Yu Tianqing's shoulder. Before everyone could see clearly, Wuwuhua had already blocked in front of Yu Tianqing, and his tall figure suddenly blocked everyone's sight.
The silver light flashed continuously, and the gold-threaded Tencel clothes worn under Yu Tianqing's clothes were torn apart inch by inch.
Yu Tianqing was stunned for a moment.
Xu Wuhua's eyes were deep and he pulled her into his arms. At the same time, he untied his robe and put it on Yu Tianqing's body.
Everyone was stunned by the series of operations.
"Don't panic!" A deep and magnetic voice sounded in Yu Tianqing's ears, which seemed extremely reassuring at such a tense moment.
Yi Qingjue also reacted quickly. He covered his lips with his hands, coughed slightly, and said to everyone, "Tian Qing is tired too. Let's all disperse today."
Everyone was very interested and dispersed one after another.
Xu Wuhua hugged Yu Tianqing horizontally.
Yu Tianqing was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, "Hurry up and put me down."
Xu Wuhua curled his lips slightly, "Are you sure you can walk by yourself?"
Yu Tianqing was immediately embarrassed.
Seeing Yu Tianqing, who was so well-behaved as a cat, Xu Wuhua burst out laughing, "Tianqing, just hide in my arms."
In front of the public, Xiu Wuhua hugged Yu Tianqing, who had shrunk into an ostrich, and strode away happily. Among the crowd, Bai Xueyao was the only one with hateful eyes and almost broken silver teeth.
Mirror Flower Pavilion
Qing Ruo looked at the mess on the ground, with shock written all over her face, "This... is... the Tencel Gold Thread Clothes?"
Yu Tianqing had already changed into a long pink dress at this time, "Not bad."
I still remember how stunning it was that day when Wanbao Villa displayed the Tencel Gold Thread Clothes, with flowing clouds and flowing water, and silvery splendor. However, at this moment, the silk threads were twisted by force.
Qing Ruo sighed, "If the young master hadn't come back from Wanbao Mountain Villa in person, I would have thought that Lao Shizi's gold-threaded clothes were fake."
Yu Tianqing glanced at the shattered and shapeless clothes in Qing Ruo's hands and said, "This time, if it weren't for this Tencel Golden Thread Clothes, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to escape unscathed from the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Pillar."
Qing Ruo smiled and said, "No one would have thought that this silk gold-threaded garment could actually withstand the external force of the true energy. Fortunately, the young master had asked for this garment for the girl early in the morning, so that the girl could be kept safe. It can be considered as a good thing." The prince’s wishes.”
Hearing what she said, Yu Tianqing thought of that day when Xu Wuhua forced herself to wear it every day, and she couldn't help but sigh, "Speaking of which, I do need to thank your young master."
Qing Ruo winked at Yu Tianqing and said, "Girl, do you think my young master did this on purpose?"
Yu Tianqing asked curiously, "How do you say that?"
Qing Ruo said, "I wonder if the young master has known for a long time that this gold-threaded silk garment has the ability to withstand the power of true energy, so he desperately got it for you and forced you to wear it every day. I'm afraid the young master has been I’m just worried about your safety.”
Yu Tianqing remained silent. Just like Qing Ruo said, everything Xu Wuhua did seemed to be for her, but why didn't he tell him. If he said it clearly... Yu Tianqing thought to herself, she might not accept it.
In this way, Xu Wuhua knew himself very well, so he deliberately went around in a big circle, and the ultimate goal was for himself.
Yu Tianqing's originally quiet and clear heart suddenly became heavy.
The dark night conceals the stirrings of evil and unspeakable secrets.
The candlelight flickered, reflecting a strange figure.
In Wanbao Tower, Wan Liangjun looked at the people who came late at night with a shrewd smile on his face, "Wanbao Tower is in full bloom today."
The person who came was wearing a black robe and cloak, and in the dim candlelight, his face could not be seen clearly. Her voice was clear, but her words were deep, "Shopkeeper Wan, your Thunder Sword seems to be nothing more than that."
Wan Liangjun hurriedly bowed and saluted, "The Thunder Sword is indeed a divine sword. Wanbao Tower has always been sincere in doing business. However... the Tencel Gold Thread Clothes is indeed a divine weapon."
"Tencel gold thread clothing?"
"That's right." Wan Liangjun said, "The Tensilk Gold Thread Clothes is unparalleledly gorgeous. Everyone in the world only sees its gorgeous appearance, but has never thought about its origin. It was originally obtained by the ancestors from the descendants of the gods. It is a treasure of heaven and earth. How could weaving be just an ordinary piece of clothing? You must know that it can withstand the strong wind and the natural force. Therefore, the effect of the Thunder Sword against the Tencel Golden Thread Clothes is naturally not as good as imagined. "
"It turns out that she was able to survive the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Pillar of Yue Yuehong unharmed because she wore the Tencel Gold Thread Clothes."
"Alas..." Mr. Wan Liang said with regret, "It's such a pity for this artifact. If Mr. Wushuang hadn't promised me to set up a branch in Misery, I wouldn't have reluctantly given up this treasure."
"No wonder he put so much effort into it, all because of her." The visitor's voice was filled with resentment, as if he was filled with endless worries.
Wan Liangjun remained silent, but slowly poured a cup of tea and said, "It's hard running around on a starry night. Fairy, you might as well sit down and have a cup of tea."
Under the cloak, Bai Xueyao was wearing a long silver dress, which formed a sharp contrast with the black night robe.
Even before the tea is drunk, the aroma is already overflowing.
Bai Xueyao couldn't help but praise, "Good tea!"
Wan Liangjun chuckled and said, "I have been collecting this cup of Tianshan Snow Lotus for many years. Today, the fairy tastes it. It is really worth the tea farmer's hard work."
"Thank you so much, Shopkeeper Wan." Bai Xueyao took a sip. The fragrance of the mountain ice and snow diluted the sadness on her brows. She sighed softly, "The tea of the mountains stands proudly on the top of the mountain. If it weren't for a true tea lover, , how could you go to all the trouble to pick it?"
"With the fairy's talent and appearance, let alone a mere snow lotus, even if it is the moon in the sky, people who are willing to come for you will flock to you. Why should the fairy suffer from himself?" Wan Liangjun said with a smile, "Even if it is me, Wanbao Tower , as long as the fairy likes anything, he will accept it."
Bai Xueyao's eyes were bright, "Shopkeeper Wan is very aware of everything. Does he know what I want?"
Wan Liangjun wiped his mustache and said, "No matter the appearance, talents, status, or reputation of fairies, if you look at the entire monastic world, they are all outstanding. The only flaw in the ointment should be their feelings." .”
Bai Xueyao sighed softly.
Wan Liangjun said again, "The fairies favor the Wushuang Young Master for his vain splendor. No one knows it, but the falling flowers are deliberately flowing and the water is ruthless..."
Bai Xueyao dug her nails tightly into her fingers and said, "He just doesn't understand for a moment. In the future, he will know who is the one who truly loves him."
Wan Liangjun sighed, "The reason why a man doesn't understand may not be that he really doesn't understand, but that he doesn't want to understand."
Bai Xueyao's eyes were sad, "Yes, who can wake up a person who is pretending to sleep."
"Actually, why do fairies have to suffer for themselves? With fairies' talents and looks, you can choose among the best in the world."
Bai Xueyao shook her head, "All the good men in the world combined are not as good as him. What's more, the cold moon in the snow is pure and above the world. If it is not unparalleled, how can it be worthy of the word 'Snow Moon'."
Wan Liangjun said, "The so-called 'unparalleled' is nothing more than a unique thing in the heart. If there is no such obsession in the heart, where will there be no spring breeze in the world?"
Bai Xueyao's eyes suddenly brightened, and a tear came from the corner of her eye, "One glance lasts for ten thousand years, and the first sight is like eternity. How can I let go?"
Wan Liangjun sighed deeply, "Since the fairy is so infatuated, Wan can only do his best."
Bai Xueyao wiped her tears with her sleeves, "I wonder if Shopkeeper Wan has any good ideas?"
As if he was prepared, Wan Liangjun took out a white porcelain bottle from the box on the side, "This is the water of love, colorless and tasteless. Just put a drop of it on it, and keep his six senses, love, and six dusts, when the time comes, , ask what love is in the world, and teach you how to make love between life and death."
Bai Xueyao suddenly looked obsessed, but then her eyes turned cold, "What if he has given his love to the wrong person and used the wrong person?"
"This..." Wan Liangjun protracted his tone. Wan Liangjun glanced at Bai Xueyao with an ambiguous expression, "Does the fairy still want to ask me about this matter of male and female love?"
A blush suddenly appeared on Bai Xueyao's face.
Wan Liangjun continued, "Between men and women, as long as they are alone together day and night, how can they not be in love? With the help of the love water, coupled with the companionship day and night, what the fairy wants can come true. ?”
Bai Xueyao's eyes gradually brightened.
Wan Liangjun smiled deeply, packed the small porcelain vase in a wooden box, and presented it to Bai Xueyao with both hands, "I wish the fairy all your wishes will come true."
Bai Xueyao took the small porcelain bottle and held it tightly.
Lord Wan Liang said again in a deep voice, "Fairy, what Wan asked for before..."
Bai Xueyao whispered, "As much as Shopkeeper Wan wishes."
The tacit promises and the tight-knit transactions are imprinted with the mark of depravity in the starry night.
