At night.
The bright moon hangs high.
The whole town has fallen into silence.
Although the big boss who controlled this small town was dead, he didn't seem to cause any waves, as if an invisible big hand smoothed all the waves.
The lights in the big boss's mansion were as bright as day.
Yu Liancheng was flipping through a book in the study.
Although the big boss’s bookshelf does not contain any unique martial arts skills that are popular in the martial arts world, there are some idiosyncratic martial arts from outside the country. Although it is not very clever, it can still provide him with ideas and pass the time.
At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps, as if it was a little wild cat trying to steal something.
"Sir." A delicate voice sounded.
Of course Yu Liancheng could hear it, it was Li Zhenzhen's voice.
It's just that compared to his usual clean and crisp voice, it seems to have a bit more shyness.
He didn't raise his head and just said calmly: "Oh, is something wrong?"
"Young master, you have worked hard at reading. I really learned sword dancing. I would like to ask you to taste it and take a rest."
Yu Liancheng looked up and his eyes lit up.
Li Zhenzhen was seen wearing a black gauze dress, and her exquisite body was tightly wrapped, revealing her beautiful figure. The lotus steps moved lightly, the waist swayed, and there was an indescribable charm and sentimentality.
The waterfall-like hair was draped over her shoulders, as if she had just taken a bath, still emitting moisture. Set against the snow-like skin, it looks even more delicate and can be broken by blowing.
And in her slender right palm, she held a long sword, which added a bit of heroism to her charm.
Yu Liancheng became somewhat interested, raised his hands and said with a smile, "Okay, let me see your sword dance."
"Master, please enjoy it."
Li Zhenzhen held a long sword in his hand and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
I saw her light waist twisting, the sword in her hand dancing slowly, and the sword light flowing freely. The dance is light and graceful, and the gauze clothes fly, revealing a pair of crystal clear legs.
She danced with her bare feet. The white feet that defy the frost and snow are stepping on the crystal jade ground. It's hard to tell whether the feet are better than jade or the jade is better than feet.
The sword light spread out, becoming more and more fierce, and the sword edge pierced the sky, emitting clear notes one after another.
Yu Liancheng looked at this sword dance and seemed to be completely attracted to her.
Uh-huh!
Suddenly, the sword was like a rainbow, and the tip of the sword was pressing towards Yu Liancheng's throat, and the cold air rushed to his eyebrows.
With a smile on his face, Yu Liancheng clamped the sword's edge with his fingers.
Li Zhenzhen twisted his waist and snuggled into Yu Liancheng's arms.
Her delicate body was swaying, and the jade was wrapped around Yu Liancheng's neck. Her beautiful eyes were filled with deep affection, which seemed to melt people away. She said sweetly: "Master, I wonder how you like this dance of Zhenzhen?"
Yu Liancheng nodded and praised: "It's not bad."
Li Zhenzhen bit her red lips with her teeth and said: "Young Master once said that no matter who plots against Young Master, he will always have to pay a price. But Zhenzhen does not have ten secret books. He only has infinite respect for Young Master and wants to serve Young Master. I don’t know if the young master is willing to agree to Zhenzhen.”
Yu Liancheng twirled a strand of her hair, sniffed it gently and said, "Wine and beauty are naturally the most irresponsible things. But you are a disciple of Emei, aren't you worried about your master knowing about it?"
Li Zhenzhen smiled sweetly and said: "If the young master doesn't tell, who will know? Besides, the master is old, and it will be my turn to be the head of Emei in less than two years."
Yu Liancheng suddenly tilted his head and continued to read the secret book in his hand.
Li Zhenzhen couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in her heart. She had already found out that Yu Liancheng was not a gentle gentleman who was very romantic. Why did he suddenly become so cold? She not only secretly doubted her own charm.
"You move yourself."
Yu Liancheng's voice came out unevenly.
Li Zhenzhen suddenly showed a sweet smile: "Yes, Young Master."
After saying that, she gently pulled her hair with her beautiful hands and lowered her head.
…
Under the moonlight, a black figure floated silently into the big boss's mansion.
This man had a strange bronze mask on his face and a large black robe on his body. People can neither see "his" face nor know whether "he" is a boy or a girl.
This man's Qinggong was extremely brilliant, turning into a fleeting light and moving through the mansion extremely quickly. Even though there were a large number of servants and servants in the mansion, no one could notice her.
"Li Zhenzhen is an important chess piece for me to break into the Seven Factions Alliance. I must rescue her no matter what."
The man in black robe looked thoughtful: "And this Yulian City is also an unknown variable, but this person is extremely skilled in martial arts. I want to meet him. Even if I can't recruit him to Tianzun's command, he won't become an enemy. Destroy my plan."
This person is the God who turned his hands to make clouds and rain in the world, and he is also the person who stopped Xie Xiaofeng from committing suicide.
Not long after, Tianzun had arrived at his residence in Yulian City.
However, before she even walked in, she heard a heart-shaking moan coming from inside the house.
Tianzun could not help but stagnate.
"This voice sounds familiar, could it be Li Zhenzhen..."
Although "his" face has been covered, his eyes as calm as a lake have unknowingly caused waves.
Tianzun hesitated, whether to wait for a while or come back another day. Or maybe he could take advantage of Yu Liancheng's current state of mind to secretly take ruthless measures to solve this serious problem...
"He" thought about it for an unknown amount of time. The storm suddenly stopped and everything became silent.
Tianzun suddenly felt a bad feeling, and just as he was about to start Qinggong and leave, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Friends from afar. It's not a good habit to listen to the corner."
Yu Liancheng had strode out of the house, simply wearing a black robe on his upper body, exuding the aura of a sage.
"No offense intended, please forgive me." Tianzun stood with his hands behind his back and said in a hoarse voice.
Yu Liancheng's eyes flashed: "Are you Tianzun?"
"Yes, it's me. I'm here to talk to you about Li Zhenzhen today." Tianzun has suppressed all emotions, and his voice is indifferent and calm.
Yu Liancheng looked at Tianzun and touched his chin: "I don't like others talking to me with masks on, so you should take it off for me too."
His figure flashed and he grabbed Tianzun's bronze mask with one hand.
"you dare!"
Tianzun was immediately furious. What kind of person is "he"? When would anyone dare to be so offensive?
A hand suddenly waved out and met Yu Liancheng's palm. The air roared continuously, and she actually wore a pair of black gloves on her hands.
boom! boom! boom!
In the blink of an eye, the two of them started fighting at lightning speed, and their energy continued to explode.
For Tianzun to be in his current position, his cultivation is certainly not weak, and he is a true master.
But compared to an expert like Yu Liancheng who exceeded his standards, he was far behind.
Yu Liancheng struck with all his strength, and after twenty moves, his arm suddenly reached out and entered Tianzun's palm, and he easily took off the terrifying bronze mask.
Under the moonlight, a peerless beauty with flowing black hair appeared. Compared with the youthful and beautiful Li Zhenzhen, she has a more mature charm. He also carries a condescending aura, and one can tell at a glance that he is a figure who has held great power for a long time, which makes people feel a desire to conquer.
——The rumored supreme deity is actually a woman.
"Sure enough, it's you, Murong Qiudi." Yu Liancheng's eyes lit up when he looked at her appearance, but he was not surprised at all.
Murong Qiudi, the head of Qixingtang in Jiangnan.
Qixingtang is also one of the four major martial arts families. In terms of reputation and status, it is not inferior to Shenjian Villa. It is the backbone of the righteous path in the martial arts.
No matter how you look at it, it seems that Murong Qiudi should not be related to the "Tianzun" who has swept the world.
But it happened that Murong Qiudi was the Heavenly Lord.
Murong Qiudi's face was extremely cold, and her voice seemed to be covered with a layer of frost: "I'm here to discuss business with you, how do you treat me?"
"Cross", Yu Liancheng squeezed it casually, and the bronze mask was twisted and deformed.
He looked Murong Qiudi up and down, with a faint smile on his face and said: "I will settle accounts with anyone who has plotted against me, and you are no exception."
After being glanced at by that serious gaze, Murong Qiudi, despite her usual deep calmness, couldn't help but take two steps back. Her delicate body was hot, but her voice was as cold as ice: "You are looking for death."
"No, no, no, I'm not looking for death. I'm just trying to settle a score with you and make a consensual deal with you. Don't you want to take revenge on Xie Xiaofeng? He has so many old lovers."
Yu Liancheng's eyes showed a deep and strange luster, and his voice also carried an indescribable bewitching meaning: "He has betrayed you countless times, don't you dare to betray him once?"
"You don't need to worry about my affairs with him." Murong Qiudi's delicate face was still covered with ice, as if it was not affected by telepathy at all.
"I'm too lazy to care about your business, but no matter what, I have to pay the price for scheming."
Yulian City used the telepathy technique to disturb Murong Qiudi's mind. At the same time, the figure flashed, and a palm stretched out again.
"you……"
Murong Qiudi barely resisted seven attacks, but suddenly her body went limp, and Yu Liancheng held her delicate body in his arms.
"No matter what there is, we can go inside and talk about it slowly, slowly."
Yu Liancheng hugged Murong Qiudi and floated into the room.
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