Chapter 6 First Taste of Failure
Mingyue was stuck in the pear blossom valley for more than half a year. He saw only the old man Tianya every day. Several times he threatened to go out of the valley, but he was stopped by the old man Tianya on the grounds that he wanted to abide by the gambling agreement. At least, he was stopped.
Now that the snow is flying all over the sky and practicing swordsmanship, I suddenly see two people coming to the top of the mountain. Can't you be overjoyed? He caught up with the sword.
When the woman in red and blue on the top of the mountain saw someone carrying a sword and went straight to her, she was secretly alert. The woman in red had sharp eyes and looked happy when she saw that she was a jade-faced young man. She added oil and vinegar to wrong her senior sister.
The woman in blue looked like frost, staring coldly at the approaching Mr. Mingyue, and suddenly her body appeared and shot out a cold light.
Mr. Mingyue ran in and saw that it was two beautiful girls. She slowed down and was thinking about how to talk to her. A blue light came to her face, and there was a faint wind and thunder.
The bright moon was shocked and couldn't stop. She quickly leaned back. The blue light could fly by. It turned out to be a blue silk with a shining dagger tied at the front end.
The woman in blue failed to hit, her sleeves swayed, and the dagger flew back, and she did not leave the head and neck of the Mingyue.
The bright moon was terrifying. Unexpectedly, she was attacked by a weak woman at the first meeting. Originally, she ran forward and leaned her body and her center of gravity was unstable, and then she lowered her head and sat in the snow.
The woman in red clapped her hands and smiled, "Oh! The senior sister was so angry that even her lover was willing to fall.
The woman in blue said angrily, "Dead girl, don't speculate. I don't know where the little white face came from."
Mr. Mingyue was very embarrassed. Huo Ran stood up and said angrily, "Since you don't know him, why do you secretly poison him?"
The woman in blue sneered: "Because I'm happy."
The moon said angrily, "You..."
The woman in red looked at Mr. Mingyue carefully, with pale face, dark eyes, and distant mountain-like eyebrows. She was indeed a handsome man. Seeing that his anger could not be burst out again, Yingying smiled and said, "Hey! What's your name?"
Mr. Mingyue saw the face of the woman in red, and his big watery eyes looked at him with a smile and did not answer. Turning his head and looking at her senior sister's woman in blue, she looked as cold as frost, but she looked very arrogant and seemed to disdain it. Mr. Mingyue also said coldly, "I don't know you like you. At least a poisonous woman, be careful not to marry."
Huan, a woman in blue, shouted, "Who do you think is vicious?"
Mingyue sneered: "You!"
The woman in blue danced with long sleeves, and two daggers tied with silk ribbons flew out like lightning, colliding in mid-air, shooting at the door and chest of the bright moon respectively.
Mr. Mingyue had been on guard for a long time. He stepped up in the snow and flashed the flying sword obliquely. The long sword passed by, intending to cut the blue silk.
Unexpectedly, the pine-patterned ancient sword touched the silk, and it seemed that the silk was suddenly weak and boneless. From the straight flight, it seemed to turn into softness around the fingers, but entangled the sharp sword.
The bright moon was strange, secretly admiring the rapid change of the woman's hand strength in blue. Although the blue silk wrapped around the tip of the sword, the flying sword tied at one end still turned to stab the bright moon. The woman in blue said delicately: "Let go!"
Even the girl in red thought that the little white face in front of her had no choice but to retreat from the sword to avoid the blow of the flying sword, but Mr. Mingyue sneered slightly and rushed to the woman in blue with his sword.
The woman in blue was shocked and instinctively retreated. When her mind was certain, her right palm pushed towards the shoulder of the bright moon, which was approaching, but she changed her fingertips and gently brushed the temple of the bright moon.
Mr. Mingyue secretly said that the deceitful woman was too late to think about it. He simply bumped straight into the woman in blue and bumped into her.
The woman in blue was surprised, and the short sword silk was thrown to the ground and almost fainted.
Mingyue also felt embarrassed and said, "I didn't mean to. You didn't fall, did you?"
The sister in red had already clapped her hands and laughed, deliberately ridiculed, "Ah! Sister, I still think you are really fighting, but it turned out to be a hug, hee hee!"
The woman's face in blue was pale, and she grabbed the Wu hook on the waist of the sister in red. Not waiting for the two to react, the knife was shrouded in the four directions of the bright moon.
Mr. Mingyue was forced to be in a hurry. He was secretly shocked that a weak woman had such a fast knife skill. He was secretly angry, and the sword light also swept up like a shock.
The snow is still falling. The flying snow all over the sky and the residual snow on the dead branches of the pear trees fell with the swords and shadows of the two people. There seemed to be layers of ripples in the snow. The woman in red just shouted, and the woman in blue suddenly said, "Huh! Caihuan, what are you doing standing stupidly? Why don't you help me?
The original name of the woman in red was a colorful ring. She had no choice but to take off the red ribbon wrapped around her waist and dance in the wind. He shouted, "Sister, get out of the way. It's enough for me to deal with him alone."
The woman in blue jumped out of the circle and said coldly, "He is very good at swordsmanship. Have you ever fought?"
Cai Huan smiled and said, "He doesn't seem to be able to fly a sword!"
After saying that, he danced the red ribbon, and his posture was like a flying fairy. The ribbon rotated around her body. The bright moon couldn't help praising, "It's so beautiful!"
Suddenly, when he saw the color ring's smiling expression, he suddenly blushed. Mr. Mingyue pretended not to see it. The sword light passed, and his strength was already a few points less.
The silk of the color ring is different from that of the senior sister. It is not tied with two daggers, but it is much longer. The color ring only holds the dancing ribbon in the middle. Not only is the posture elegant, but also the offensive moves look soft and dexterous.
Mr. Mingyue never expected that such a soft silk would dance with the color ring in an instant, as if it had turned into thousands of pieces. As soon as the tip of the sword touched, suddenly even his arms were entangled in silk.
Mingyue shouted, "Open!" I tried hard to break free from the bondage, but I didn't know what silk was made of, and I kept earning.
The color ring turned his head and laughed loudly, "Senior sister, I'll hold him and let you vent your anger."
But his hand suddenly loosened and whispered, "Idiot, don't run fast."
Mr. Mingyue was stunned and no longer hesitated. He took off the silk and jumped up and ran away. The color ring deliberately said, "Ah! Sister, he escaped."
The woman in blue was lucky and shouted, "ji!" Wu Gou flew out and went straight to the bright moon.
The bright moon waved his sword and fell down. Unexpectedly, Wu hook accompanied him like a shadow, shining like a wing. He did not leave the bright moon. The bright moon was shocked and rushed left and right. He only heard the sound of the sword hitting, but he did not retreat Wu hook at all.
The woman in blue smiled and said, "The boy really can't fly a sword, sister! Watch me take his life!"
In an hour, Wu hook turned into a cold light and shot at the bright moon in all directions.
The color ring lost its color, and I couldn't bear to look at it again. Suddenly, I heard the jingling sound, and Wu hook fell to the ground.
Mr. Mingyue took a long breath and secretly said that his life was hanging on the line. It was really suspenseful.
The woman in blue shouted, "Who is it! It's sneaky."
Suddenly, the mountain wind was blowing, and the snowflakes danced wildly and rushed to my face. Caihuan said, "What a murderous atmosphere!"
After the snow, I saw a person standing on the top of the mountain opposite, with fluttering hair, thick eyebrows, cold eyes, cold eyes, and a narrow burden on his back. I didn't know whether it was a sword or a piano in it.
The two sisters felt cold.