Xie Fu didn't know why Wang Youtong smiled so strangely, and continued: "If it is wishful thinking, then in the following days, you can show your original intention wholeheartedly."
Wang Youtong said in a deep voice: "No, I will do whatever it takes to get her!"
After listening to Wang Youtong's words, Xie Fu already knew that it was wishful thinking. He had also been in contact with Mrs. Wang several times, and his impression was deep or shallow.
Who would a noble and indifferent woman like her want to love? No matter what, Mrs. Wang is not an ordinary person.
How can an average woman resist the infatuation of a man with high status and authority?
Wang Youtong smiled and said: "Thank you, Fu, for inviting you over tonight. In addition to getting acquainted with you, I also want to invite you to watch a good show to see how I conquer her. I have been crawling at her feet for twenty-one years. Tonight, I want to
Let her crawl at my feet."
Xie Fu called out: "Second uncle."
It's just that love is like a ghost. How can I call my second uncle back?
Wang Youtong was about to pour the wine, but the wine in the jug was dry, so he took out a wine bag from his body, took a big gulp and threw it towards Fu Xie.
Xie Fu didn't refuse. He opened his mouth and poured it directly from his throat until the wine filled his mouth and dripped down from both sides of his mouth.
Xie Fu wiped his mouth and was speechless for a long time. After a while, he sighed deeply and said, "Good wine! What a strong wine!"
Wang Youtong smiled boldly: "Of course it is good wine. I will only drink this wine once in my life."
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It was late at night, but Sima Yunxue was already on the bed.
Sometimes he curled up, sometimes twisted his body, and faintly whispered.
Familiar pain, but a different state of mind.
When death was really close, she didn't want to die, she couldn't be calm anymore.
She is reluctant to give up, she is still full of nostalgia for this world, she wants to go to someone and say a vulgar "I love you" to him.
There was a strange movement outside, and Sima Yunxue immediately sat up. Although the pain was as before, her body remained motionless.
The voice of the mute servant came: "Madam, the second master has invited me."
Sima Yunxue smiled bitterly, and gently fell on the couch, not answering.
In the silence, the mute servant said again: "Madam, I think you should go."
Sima Yunxue came out. The mute servant held up a scarlet hairpin with both hands and said four words: "White Heart Villa."
Sima Yunxue's expression changed when she saw this vermilion men's hairpin. This Yunlong amber hairpin was Xie Fu's hairpin.
That day when Fu Xie took her to buy ready-made clothes, Sima Yunxue saw that this hairpin was special and insisted on being inserted in Xie Fu's head, so Xie Fu bought it by the way.
Sima Yunxue said lightly: "I understand."
Wang Youtong, you are seeking death!
Sima Yunxue turned back to the house, walked to the inner room, and lightly stepped on the ground, and a hole immediately collapsed in the ground.
Take out a cloth bag and a long sword.
The cloth bag is a set of coarse white clothes, a pair of white cloth boots, and a simple hair tie.
The sword is a three-foot-seven-inch long sword, which is seven minutes longer than the ordinary three-foot Qingfeng. Even if the man hangs it on his waist, the tip of the sword must touch the ground, so Sima Yunxue usually carries this sword on his back.
Behind you.
Sima Yunxue drew her sword seven feet away, revealing its blade. Unlike other ordinary swords, where the silver light is sharp and sharp, the blade of this sword is a deep black color. Not only is the blade not sharp enough, it is even a bit blunt, like the eaves on a roof.
horn.
Everyone in the world wants a sword to be sharp enough to blow hair and break hair, but they don't know that for the best masters, they want blunt swords. After all, weapons are just weapons, and the real killers are people.
The sharper the weapon, the weaker the sword body. Only the sword that can withstand the incomparable zhenqi of the sword wielder Pangpi is the sword that a top master needs.
This long sword is engraved with two seal characters near the hilt - Yuntai.
It is one of the two divine swords of Shenwu Peak Colorful Cloud Sky, Yuntai.
The other Shenfeng is called Yunxue.
The twin sisters Sima Yunxue and Sima Yuntai were named after these two magical blades.
These were the clothes and weapons Sima Yuntai wore when he first came to the Wang family.
When she was about to become Mrs. Wang, she sealed these things, which was equivalent to sealing her past identity.
She has also been Sima Yunxue for sixteen years and Mrs. Wang for sixteen years.
But tonight she wants to be herself - Sima Yuntai.
Take off your tapestry embroidered shoes, take off your elegant silk and satin clothes, and take off your beaded hairpin.
She put on white cloth boots, tightened the silver ribbon, put on coarse white clothes, and tied up her long black hair with a headband, which hung like silk to her waist.
With the simple and elegant sword scabbard on his back, he turned around and stepped out of the room.
The door of Baixin Villa is open, and two large lanterns hang above the eaves, shining with trembling golden candlelight, like a shining light to welcome guests.
Sima Yuntai has a slender figure and elegant steps. Every step she takes is condescending and has the entire Baixin Villa under her feet.
She has been Mrs. Wang for half her life. She is elegant and fierce at the same time. This is not a contradiction, and she is very angry.
Just like the seemingly simple and elegant sword on her back, when she took it out of its sheath, she realized that this sword could destroy the world.
The trees in Baixin Villa are very dense, so dense that the moonlight cannot clearly shine on the spacious road.
The walking Sima Yuntai disappeared and appeared, and the strands of white clothes were like extremely clear frost flowers floating in the air due to the sudden cold.
"Wang Youtong!"
The sound resounded throughout Baixin Villa.
Standing on the pavilion, Xie Fu suddenly felt chilled to the bone. He had never known that Mrs. Wang's voice could be so cold. It was so cold that he felt like he had turned into bones under her voice.
Wang Youtong smiled and said: "Here you go, do you know why she is so angry?"
Xie Fu didn't know, but suddenly thought, does she need a reason to be angry? I was kind to her, but I suffered from her indifference and meanness at least five times. "She is very stingy?"
"Haha, don't worry, you will know soon."
Xie Fu gave a bitter smile and said, "It's none of my business. Maybe he should leave and not get involved in this muddy water."
But Mrs. Wang was Wanzhi's mother, and Wang Youtong was Wanzhi's second uncle, so he felt that he should stay.
"Yunxue, I'm here."
Wang Youtong's voice also echoed throughout Baixin Villa.
The charming phantom in the room looked very serious when she heard the words Wang Youtong.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When I heard the word Yunxue, my nerves tightened involuntarily.
Sima Yunxue, the most beautiful woman in the world, Mrs. Wang, is also a top expert.
No one knows how high Sima Yunxue's cultivation level is, but the Wang family she adopted has four colors: green, red, soap and white, and they are all top-notch masters.
It is no exaggeration to say that even if the two sisters of Charming Heart and Phantom join forces, it will be difficult for them to compete with one of the four faces.
After hearing Wang Youtong's response, Sima Yuntai still walked as before, but the summer frost flowers drifted closer to the attic.
Five figures fell to the ground in an instant, surrounding Sima Yunxue in five directions.
No, not just five people, but one person.
Although Fu Xie could not see with his eyes, his ears could smell a familiar aura, a thin, gloomy yet powerful aura, and he blurted out in surprise: "Gong Qiu Shang Yang!"
The Nestorian Sun of the Great Qin Dynasty shines brightly in the palace in autumn.
A person who is famous among the masters in the forbidden area.
Bai Mengzhen's pulse exploded and he tried his best to use Guiyun Sect's special move to suppress the sect - Dragon Teng, but it could only injure Gong Qiu Shangyang.
Xie Fushen knew how terrifying Gong Qiu Shangyang was. He was able to defeat Gong Qiu Shangyang in the forbidden area that day, but it was a fluke among flukes.
First, Bai Mengzhen and Leng Leng besieged him, consuming a large amount of Gong Qiu Shangyang's energy. Later, Bai Mengzhen fought to the death and seriously injured Gong Qiu Shangyang.
Only Xie Fu, who has two types of heavenly meridians, namely water meridians and raw meridians, has a slight chance.
In order to seize a chance, Xie Fu also used all kinds of tricks, and fought until the oil lamp almost ran out before he could defeat Gong Qiu Shangyang.
Leaving aside a series of characteristics such as water veins, life veins, and holy clothes, in terms of martial arts cultivation, Xie Fu can't even compare to Bai Meng Zhen.
Now blind, facing Gong Qiu Shangyang in his prime, Xie Fu has no chance of winning.
Xie Fu turned his head and looked towards Wang Youtong, as if asking why Gong Qiu Shangyang was here.
Gong Qiu Shangyang and the Fifth Yuanfang were in the same group, and Wang Zuoda died at the hands of the Fifth Yuanfang. Why are you so calm?
Xie Fu couldn't see Wang Youtong's expression, but Wang Youtong's expression was indeed very calm, and he said calmly: "Xie Fu, can't you still see it?"
He said with a smile: "If you can't tell, you will understand when the scene ends."
Xie Fu thought of a possibility: Wang Youtong and Gong Qiu Shangyang were in the same group.
Then Wang Zuoda might have died under some kind of conspiracy.
Thinking of the infatuated story Wang Youtong told himself just now, it is not impossible to kill his brother and seize his wife!
Thinking of this, although Fu Xie's face was like a flat lake, his heart was filled with turmoil, and he even killed his own brother. Could this be what Wang Youtong said just now, the heart of a tiger or a wolf?
Wang Youtong smiled and said: "The five of them are the five weapons of death that I have carefully cultivated. They are dark, evil, cruel, shadowy and beautiful. I wonder how they compare to your four-faced appearance?"
The phantom of Charming Heart came to Fu Xie without knowing when. The phantom said: "Evil, the evil dragon ranked second among the top ten villains, and Mei, the third ranked killer on the list of killers."
As Wang Youtong's eyes and ears, Phantom collects information and secrets from all over the world, but only recognizes two of them, which shows how deep Wang Youtong hides.
Wang Youtong didn't completely trust Phantom and had reservations about her.
When Xie Fu drank with Yi Hang and Cui Sanfei, they also talked about these secret martial arts figures. Take Meise Sadou, who ranked third on the killer list, no less than a hundred people died in her hands, and all the people she killed
Extraordinary.
It is said that the beauty Elegy was so alluring that many men died under her skirt.
At that time, Yi Hang also said that if he met the beautiful Lai Ge, he would kill her with a spear hanging from his waist.
Cui Sanfei was even more perverted, saying that he could prepare a hundred strong men so that Mei Se Lai Ge would have no strength at all, and it would be easy to capture Mei Se Lai Ge.
The identities of two of them have been revealed, which shows how powerful this five-kill weapon is.
Sima Yuntai didn't respond, but kept walking. Her figure was very slim, which made her dress in coarse white clothes feel like it was being tightened.
A silver ribbon is tied on the voluptuous waist, and the legs are as long and slender as a pen, round and tight, exuding a particularly strong and beautiful rhythm.
These five people had to follow Sima Yunxue and move slowly.
Wang Youtong said in a deep voice: "The five of you haven't asked Madam for advice."
The five people said in unison: "Ma'am, please give me some advice."
Sima Yuntai responded and just walked, with the three-foot-seven green blades on his back unsheathed naturally like waving sleeves.
It is a sword that is particularly slender like hers, and a sword that is as blunt as hers.
Several strong winds blew towards her, and the coarse white shirt was pressed tighter. It was as slender as strands, as if she had no clothes, only a beautiful natural curve of the concave and convex peaks.
The sudden rain pounded heavily on the leaves, but the color of the rain was bright red. Under the faint moonlight, the bright red turned into amber, and the bright red was so salty.
