Chapter 63: Bright Moon and High Tower (2)

"Smart, I have always liked smart women." Huang Fei praised with a loud laugh, "It's just a pity, you are a beauty, why be a thief!" He raised his hand and threw the fragrant body in his arms up. Bai Shu'er gave a sharp shout, her toes pointed on the long desk, borrowed the momentum to fly up, and a short blade in her hand appeared with cold light. Her figure whirled and stabbed straight at Huang Fei's face!

Sword light surrounded her body, thousands of shadows flew to seize, and white silk bloomed all over the cabin, spreading out like a long white satin in the sky, at an incredible speed, sweeping toward Huang Fei, making it completely impossible to distinguish the direction of the short blade.

The flowing light broke the night!

But with a *shhh* sound, suddenly, the white satin tore from the middle!

A point of golden light, like lightning and stars, suddenly surged on the cold light, as if the sun was in the sky, flowing gold and burning fire, twisting and scattering thousands of light rains, sprinkling toward the surroundings.

The golden light fell and scattered into the darkness where the lamp fire was extinguished.

There seemed to be that dazzling light left in the boat cabin. In the dark corner of the curtain, Bai Shu'er's faint breathing rose and fell. At the moment the light disappeared, she saw Huang Fei's sleeves falling, his tall figure almost like a demon king in the dark night, and the Zhuri sword exuding a terrible momentum.

"One move." A low, faint laugh as before.

Bai Shu'er leaned against the pillar to adjust her breath, blood marks slowly oozing from her shoulder, gradually dripping down, her hand holding the sword trembling slightly.

"*Da! *" The blood fell on the floor, and the sword aura pressed on her face!

Bai Shu'er whirled and retreated, sliding out three feet along the pillar at an unexpected angle. Wood chips splashed around her, and the sharp sword light illuminated the empty curtain, shattering most of the entire boat pillar. Amidst the flying chips, there was the sound of silk falling. Bai Shu'er's arm shawl shattered into pieces of snow, revealing her jade-like fragrant shoulders.

"Two moves!"

Bai Shu'er knew that if she continued to retreat like this and allowed Huang Fei's sword momentum to reach its peak, it would be equivalent to offering her life to the Zhuri Sword. She immediately drifted and shot away, bringing the Freedom Formless Method to its limit. A pair of long sleeves rose into mid-air, transforming into ten thousand sleeve shadows, swirling toward the sword light from all sides.

The energy broke through the air. In the blink of an eye, Bai Shu'er blocked Huang Fei's seven swords with the short blade in her sleeve! Blood light appeared, Bai Shu'er let out a soft groan, her body like falling red, falling rapidly, hitting the boat cabin behind. At the moment of hitting the wall, the soft body suddenly bent upward strangely, flipped over, and passed out of the window.

A point of sword light chased after it, breaking the boat wall with a bang. The next moment, Huang Fei's handsome figure appeared at the bow of the boat, sneering coldly, and chased the white dot that disappeared rapidly in the dark night.

The trees on both sides of the Ranxiang Lake were like forests, and the flower lanterns were scattered. From the painted boat to the red building, there were secluded embroidery halls everywhere, with twists and turns of wind and moon. Bai Shu'er relied on the familiar terrain and the wonderfulness of the Great Freedom Four Seasons Method to avoid Huang Fei's pursuit several times, but her shoulders and ribs were seriously injured, and blood kept dripping, leaving a faint and bloody smell among the floating fragrance and charming shadows.

Huang Fei stopped occasionally to observe, forcing the fleeing woman, but not forcing her too tightly, like a cat playing with the dying prey in its palm, not afraid of her escaping.

The game of chasing death, under the charming night color of the lake shore, revealed a strange murderous intent. The moonlight was cold, and a blade of white light appeared. Bai Shu'er finally found a gap and attacked secretly by borrowing the terrain. The two blades crossed, and the strong true energy on the Zhuri sword shook the opponent who was already seriously injured out of several feet. A slender shadow like a bird throwing into the forest fell toward the pavilion building dotted in the flowers not far away.

Huang Fei followed, landed on the tallest small building after a few leaps, scanned around, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

This place is the largest building complex on the Ranxiang Lake, with continuous pavilions and countless jade doors and fragrant boudoirs. At this time, it is the middle of the night, and the singers and dancers are singing and dancing, drinking and laughing. Bai Shu'er hid in this, just like a drop of water into the sea, completely losing her trace.

But Huang Fei is a person who has been fighting for years. Under his command, the Liefeng Cavalry can chase thousands of miles based on the slightest clues of the enemy army in the desert and wilderness. Tracking and searching for the enemy is not a problem. He closed his eyes and distinguished the breath in the wind, moved his figure, and landed toward a water pavilion on the east side. Stepping into the pavilion, the Zhuri sword entered the scabbard, his wide sleeves fluttering, and he was elegant and calm. He smiled and waved at the two pretty maids in front of the door, as if he stopped because of the fragrance, visiting the beauty at night, without half a murderous intent.

This place is the residence of the beautiful dancer Lv Yi of the Half-Moon Pavilion, and it is close to the lake, and there is still a painted boat floating, clearly the owner has just returned from the lake, and the lamp is not extinguished.

His feet stopped slightly, and his gaze swept over a faint bloodstain beside the flower stand in front of the corridor. That was the trace left by the gauze clothes stained with blood. The room nearby was closed, and there was a slight panting sound of a woman inside. Huang Fei's lips curled coldly, and he pressed his hands on the carved double doors.

The door opened, the exquisite embroidery room, the brocade curtain hung low, and the curtain was closed.

There is someone in the curtain.

Huang Fei laughed coldly, and raised his hand to brush toward the flowing red smoke brocade. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sword light suddenly shot out from the curtain, shooting straight at his throat!

A sword of cold light shot like electricity, with unparalleled sharpness!

Huang Fei retreated rapidly, and the Zhuri sword came out of the scabbard at an almost impossible moment. In the clear whistle, two long swords drove electricity and broke the air. In the dark night, the light was dazzling, as if thousands of weapons were flowing and spinning, and the two figures were almost completely submerged in it.

Sword moves turned into sword momentum, sword momentum stirred sword aura, sword aura condensed into sword light, moves intersected, moves opposed, moves resisted!

The cold light flourished, the two swords parted after merging, and the two figures were misplaced.

The Zhuri sword, as thin as autumn water, faintly emitted a strange light in Huang Fei's hand. That was the murderous intent of drinking the blood of thousands of people, a sword soul, as if it were a remnant sun that destroyed the sky and the earth, annihilating the ten thousand miles of the long river, the desert and the lonely plain.

This move "Sunset on a Thousand Mountains" was only forced by King Ji Cang of Xuan in the world, and no second person has ever seen it. Huang Fei raised his eyes coldly and met the eyes of the person in front of him, but the two were stunned at the same time.

The man's sword brows flew obliquely, his thin lips were sharp, and his black eyes had a wildness and uninhibitedness that fascinated people. The black long clothes set off a perfect and tall figure, but he was clearly draped on his body, bringing out a bit of playfulness. In his hand, the long sword was cold, the murderous intent was not collected, and it seemed that he could take people's lives inadvertently, and the previous confrontation had already proved that this sword was not to be underestimated, even if the opponent was Huang Fei.

Guili sword.

This person in the curtain was actually Ye Xuanshang.

Huang Fei looked surprised, looked at Ye Xuanshang who also had a look of surprise, and asked: "Why is the Third Young Master here?"

Ye Xuanshang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "In this embroidery pavilion of Ranxiang Lake... what else could the Young Master think it is for?"

Huang Fei's smile did not diminish, and there were words in his words: "I disturbed the Young Master's interest, sorry, sorry!"

Ye Xuanshang shrugged indifferently, and also smiled: "Xuan Shang was reckless just now, and thought it was those unpromising assassins. Who knew it was the Young Master? Thank you for letting me go under the sword."

Huang Fei's smile did not diminish, and his words were sharp: "The Guili sword method is domineering and strong. May I ask who in the world dares to be arrogant?"

Ye Xuanshang laughed heartily, and returned the sword to the scabbard at will: "Why did the Young Master come here suddenly? Could it be... this Lv Yi is the Young Master's sweetheart, and Xuan Shang offended her?"

Huang Fei laughed loudly: "Young Master is joking. Even if I like Lv Yi, if Young Master likes her, would I be reluctant to give up a woman?" As he said, he scanned the room, his eyes stopped on the quietly hanging curtain for a while, "I came here to chase the enemy tonight."

"Oh?" Ye Xuanshang wondered, "What kind of person actually made the Young Master do it himself?"

Huang Fei said faintly: "A very beautiful woman."

Ye Xuanshang turned his eyes to the back, and suddenly reached out to brush the curtain.

The beautiful dancer Lv Yi, second only to the flower queen Bai Shu'er in the curtain, let out a soft cry, grabbed the soft satin mandarin brocade and raised her head, her black hair spilling in front of her, half-covering her snowy shoulders, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise, her emerald brows filled with shock, but it was indescribably charming and moving.

Ye Xuanshang leaned over and smiled, turned his hand and brought her out of the curtain, the smoke gauze fluttering, and it fell down. It was this moment of rising and falling. With Huang Fei's eyesight, it was enough to see that there was no one else in the curtain, and he turned around, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

That Lv Yi leaned against Ye Xuanshang, only wearing a thin layer of smoke-green falling gauze, and the figure under the almost transparent silk was looming, exquisite and hot. In the faint light, the style of wanting to refuse and welcome, wanting to say and stop, was more attractive than being completely unclothed.

Huang Fei has always cherished the fragrance and loved the jade, but tonight he felt it was a pity. He looked at this beautiful beauty for a while, smiled at Ye Xuanshang and said: "Third Young Master has a good fortune. I won't disturb you, but I have one thing to tell you before I leave. After listening to it, I am afraid it will be a bit disappointing."

Ye Xuanshang raised his deep eyes slightly, looking relaxed and smiling, with an expression of listening intently. Huang Fei turned and paced, his gaze flicking toward the beauty in his arms. "This Lady Lv Yi is the same as the person I am looking for tonight; both are skilled assassins from Crown Prince Yu's side. She is ranked second in the Purple Residence Hall, 'Cold Hairpin Green Sleeve' is none other than her."

As soon as this word came out, Lv Yi's beautiful eyes were shocked, and her body moved slightly, but she was controlled by Ye Xuanshang's strong wrist. The man's originally intoxicating black eyes were cold like the night sky, covering her in a shadow, and his low voice was as cold as a frost blade: "Lv Yi, is this true?"

Lv Yi opened her mouth, but was unable to say a word by the gaze. Ye Xuanshang's long eyes narrowed, and dangerous light shot out in the darkness: "It's really disappointing. These eyes told me the answer."

Lv Yi couldn't bear such a deep and cold gaze anymore, and suddenly retreated, the jade hairpin in her hair turned into a point of white light, shooting at the man's brow unexpectedly.

However, a cold light was faster and sharper, chasing her retreating body like a shadow, the sword light flashed, and blood splashed all over the screen!

Withdrawing the sword and turning around, Ye Xuanshang's long black robe fluttered slightly, picking up a piece of soft silk, wiping the blood on the sword as if nothing had happened, and threw it away at will.

When Huang Fei walked out of the room, the beauty who was full of fragrance and color just now was lying in front of the screen, motionless, and a large pool of blood slowly overflowed from under her.

The candles in the room had been extinguished long ago under the sword aura, and the soft light from outside shot into the room through the hollow flowers carved on the doors and windows, illuminating the posture of the charming woman lying in the blood, with the smell of rouge and powder mixed with blood, making this fragrant pavilion float with a ghostly and strange atmosphere.

The Guili sword returned to the scabbard. Ye Xuanshang poured himself a cup of wine at the desk, drank it slowly, and until Huang Fei's breath completely disappeared outside the water pavilion, he walked up, helped the woman in the pool of blood, and pointed to seal the acupuncture point on her chest.

The bleeding stopped, and the woman let out a soft moan, opened her eyes, and when she saw it was him, she shrank back in fear and awe, leaning against the wall and panting slightly.

Ye Xuanshang used his strength cleverly in that sword just now. Although he stabbed Lv Yi's heart, he slid half an inch to the side when he exerted force, and at the same time, his true energy penetrated and sealed the important acupuncture points on her chest, creating a fake appearance of death by one sword, even Huang Fei was deceived.

After checking Lv Yi's injury, he took the fire folder, lit the two hanging crystal silver lamps in front of the couch, lifted the curtain, pulled open the brocade quilt, and a secret compartment in the bed lay flat with Bai Shu'er, who was chased to a dead end by Huang Fei. The door of the secret compartment had not had time to close, and it was only covered by the large quilt above. If you looked carefully at the bright light, you could see that there was fresh blood on the bright red silk brocade.

Huang Fei had just seen the couch was flat and empty, but he had not expected that there was a hidden world within the couch, nor had he expected that the person was hidden by Ye Xuanshang himself. This was only because while it was possible for anyone else, the Third Young Master Ye had absolutely no reason to spare the life of a woman from the Purple Residence Hall.

Bai Shu'er's face was pale and decadent, no longer the charming color of the past, but there was a kind of fragile and easy-to-break sickly beauty. In the lamp fire, although she was gasping for breath, she was also very pitiful. She was seriously injured by Huang Fei's two swords, lost a lot of blood, and was injured in her lungs by the sword aura. She struggled to come here, and had long been unconscious. Ye Xuanshang injected true energy into her body to slow down the injury, but also sealed her several acupuncture points by the way. With his true energy, Bai Shu'er slowly woke up, her eyelashes trembling, but she still lay with her eyes closed.

Ye Xuanshang distinguished the fragrance on her body, and a light laugh escaped from his lips: "Night-closing fragrance, is this your original appearance? It is more beautiful than I thought. If you didn't pretend to be someone else at that time, and threw yourself into my arms directly, maybe the chance of success would be greater."

Bai Shu'er's breathing was rapid for a moment, and she opened her eyes to look at this man with unpredictable thoughts: "So you knew my identity long ago, why save me?"

Ye Xuanshang's eyes were cold: "It seems that the people my eldest brother picked in recent years are getting less and less discerning, and they can't even think of this reason." Ye Xuanshang's voice was cold: "I save people because I don't want you to die in Huang Fei's hands. Since I can save people, I can also kill them."

The sharp eyes made people not doubt the truth of this word at all. Bai Shu'er's heart trembled, and she couldn't figure out his thoughts: "Could it be that you saved me just to kill me yourself?"

Ye Xuanshang lazily raised an eyebrow. "The Hall Master of the Purple Residence Hall, the capable right-hand man of Crown Prince Yu—I really cannot think of any reason to spare your life."

Seeming to be lacking in strength, Bai Shu'er's voice was suddenly a bit soft: "Saving people and then killing them, don't you find it troublesome?"

"A small effort, I don't care." A crisp answer.

"If... I... have a reason for you not to kill me?"

Ye Xuanshang laughed: "It doesn't hurt to say it, but don't waste my time."

Bai Shu'er's eyes drifted and changed, rolling a piece of cloudy and sunny, clearly calculating something. After a while, her eyes fell, and a few words came out of her soft lips: "All the deployments of Tai Zi Yu in the Chu and Mu kingdoms."

She did not directly use beauty to seduce, but put forward a considerable condition. Ye Xuanshang turned his face to look: "Decided to betray the master to survive so quickly?"

Bai Shu'er turned her eyes and brought out a bit of charm, but her tone was very calm, showing the decisive decision of a gang leader: "Even if I die, Tai Zi Yu will not shed a drop of tears, so why should I pay for my life?"

Ye Xuanshang's eyes were cold, and there was no emotion in his eyes: "How do I know you are not a delaying tactic?"

Bai Shu'er had a charming and helpless face, and said softly: "Do you think I will leak Tai Zi Yu's secrets, and he will allow me to go back? What's more, Huang Fei has already seen through my identity, and the Chu Kingdom is also in crisis. If I don't borrow the Third Young Master's protection, what other way can I deal with him? Besides..." She flicked her eyes, and it was charming, "To be fair, I really think that the Third Young Master is more promising than the Crown Prince, his martial arts are a few points higher, and he is younger and more handsome. Let's bet on this, it's better than losing everything, losing both people and life, does the Young Master think this reason is enough?"

Although she was on the verge of death, this beauty still possessed astonishing charm; a single glance was enough to make one lose their mind. Ye Xuanshang watched with cold eyes, saying nothing. His gaze gradually condensed with a deep, imposing power, cold as a blade, with joy or anger impossible to discern.

Bai Shu'er's breathing was stagnant, and she dared not use her charm on him anymore, lowered her eyes and said softly: "If you don't trust me, you can set a restriction in my Auspicious Palace with your own true energy. This is the unique barrier of the Great Freedom Four Seasons Method. If I have any dissent, it will make my heart pulse collapse and my blood wither and die."

Auspicious Palace is where a woman's true energy gathers, which is very important. Bai Shu'er is willing to do this, showing that she really has the sincerity to cooperate. Next, she recited a formula in a low voice, looking at the cold man in front of her. Ye Xuanshang stood still, his eyes deeply looking at people gradually uneasy. With the means he and Huang Fei combined, Crown Prince Yu might not be an opponent. I don't know if this condition can really move him. The longer the time, the less hope she has.

Suddenly, a black sleeve was raised in front of her, and the wind blew in her face. Bai Shu'er sighed in her heart, closed her eyes and waited for death, but her body relaxed, and the acupuncture points on her hands and feet were solved. Ye Xuanshang bent down and carried her out of the secret compartment, first treated her two injuries, and a true energy was transmitted from his palm, driving the hot internal energy with the pure Heavenly Sect heart method, and injected it into her heart acupuncture points...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 64 =====