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Part 2 Yitian Chapter 160 Lake Tour

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    Chapter 160 Lake Tour

    The two women nodded slightly and looked at him carefully.

    In the Emei Sect, the two of them are now the well-deserved leaders. Except for Miejie Shitai, no one can rival them.

    At such a critical moment, as disciples of the Emei Sect, they naturally cannot stand idly by.

    Xiao Yuesheng's face darkened, his hands stroking their thin waists stopped, and his eyebrows, neither thick nor thin, slightly frowned.

    "Brother, although Master won't let us go, how can we sit on the wall and watch as Master and the others bleed and fight?" Bei Jinyi said softly, her jade arms lightly relaxed, and she took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck.

    The fragrance was astounding to the nostrils and moved one's soul. Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself and glanced at them. Looking at them from a close distance, their skin was like snow, white and rosy, just like petals in the morning dew.

    "Why do you women go to fight and kill?" Xiao Yueshang sighed, a little helpless. What they said was human nature, and he couldn't refute it.

    Bei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo rolled their eyes at their husbands. Bei Jinyi frowned slightly, and her brows were filled with worry: "Master talked about the candidate for the head, which made me feel ominous"

    "Don't think wildly, Master has thought carefully Who will succeed the next leader?" Xiao Yuesheng comforted him with a smile and asked curiously.

    "It's Zhiruo!" Bei Jinyi pursed her lips and smiled.

    Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but turn to Zhou Zhiruo. She was blushing with embarrassment and biting her lips. Seeing him looking over, she couldn't help but whisper: "I have already declined"

    "Master Tai is so interesting!" Xiao Yuesheng was startled for a moment, then smiled: "I said before that you are no longer from the Emei sect. You marry a chicken and follow the chicken. You are a member of the Shuiyun sect. But now, you want Zhiruo to take over.  Head."

    Bei Jinyi sighed softly and shook his head slightly: "Master is also very helpless. Except for the junior sister, all of us are useless!"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded, feeling quite sad. There was no successor. This was a problem that troubled countless people in the martial arts world. Many unique skills were lost and this was the case.

    "Isn't it necessary for the head of the Emei Sect to be a virgin?" Xiao Yuesheng squinted his eyes and smiled, scanning the short man next to him.

    "Master said that in extraordinary times, do extraordinary things." Bei Jinyi picked up the white jade cup on the short table and brought it to his mouth. The Biwu wine inside exuded a light and mellow aroma.

    Xiao Yuesheng patted her fragrant buttocks with his big hand, expressing his approval in his heart, stretched out his mouth to take a sip of Biwu wine, moistened his throat, and sighed to Zhou Zhiruo: "Alas you senior sisters are really hard to beat!  The Emei sect turned from prosperity to decline because of Shi Tai¡¯s death!¡±

    Bei Jinyi gently twirled the white jade cup, the catkins and the wine glass blended into one color. Zhou Zhiruo lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, as delicate as a hibiscus, and nodded silently. They naturally have deep feelings for Emei.

    Xiao Yuesheng was determined to let Zhou Zhiruo take over as the leader. After all, they were all busy people, unlike himself, and with their teleportation powers, they could stay in Emei in the morning and return to Hangu at night, which was very convenient.

    But it was too early, and he was prepared to save Miejie Shitai's life.

    After staying in the Emei Sect for a few days, Xiao Yuesheng became a little impatient, so he left the two girls behind and returned to the Shuiyun Sect alone.

    The second floor of Shuiyun Pavilion at noon

    In Wen Yubing's boudoir, Xiao Yuesheng was sitting on the embroidered pier in front of the couch, while Wen Yubing was half leaning and half lying down, holding a book and ignoring him.

    "Master, where do you want to go?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled calmly and leaned over to smell the alluring fragrance on her body.

    "No need, I don't dare to bother you!" Wen Yubing glanced at him, her eyes were like water, then returned to the book and said lightly.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly, knowing that the master was angry, and vaguely guessed that it was because he was cold to her after the wedding.

    "How about going horseback riding on the grassland?" Xiao Yuesheng stared at her pretty face that could be broken even for a moment, quite wantonly.

    Wen Yubing seemed unaware, his face still cold and cold, not looking at him.

    "Go boating in the West Lake?" Xiao Yuesheng stared at her and asked with a smile.

    Wen Yubing¡¯s dark eyebrows moved, but she remained silent. She looked like a statue of a goddess, with astonishing beauty.

    "Okay, let's go to the West Lake!" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, snatched the book from her hand, picked up the green shirt hanging by the couch, and said with a smile: "The West Lake is very beautiful now, let's buy a painting boat.  , have fun."

    Wen Yubing rolled her eyes at him, but did not struggle. She stood up and put on her Luo shirt, still looking cold.

    However, Xiao Yuesheng had already figured out her temper, which seemed to outsiders to be extremely bold and unruly. She was as cold as ice and was bound to get angry.

    But Xiao Yuesheng knew that she only wore a cold coat, but her temperament was weak, even softer than ordinary women.

    The scenery of West Lake is indeed beautiful and the clear waterThe whirling weeping willows, pedestrians on the embankment, and the lake's surface are dotted with paintings, making it very lively. In Xiao Yuesheng's opinion, it is almost the same as the West Lake in the Song Dynasty.

    Xiao Yuesheng bought a small boat with simple and warm decoration. It is not big and not conspicuous among the many boats on the lake.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out is the milky white carpet is that the interior of the boat was softly and brightly reflected, and a few low hanging gauze fluttering, adding a bit of warmth.

    Wen Yubing was wearing a green singlet, her hair shawl, sitting cross-legged on a low couch, leaning against the window, overlooking the scenery on the lake, with a Yao Qin on her lap, glowing with a dark glow.

    A coffee table was placed in front of her couch, with Xiao Yuesheng sitting behind it, holding a book in one hand and playing with chess pieces in the other.

    This is an ancient book he found in Lin'an City. It is a chess book of Tianxin Mingyue. It is very popular with him and he is playing with it.

    The sound of the cong-cong sounds from time to time, gently caressed by the slender green fingers of warm jade ice, the sound of the piano is like the tinkling of spring water, sweet and refreshing.

    Neither of them spoke, each doing their own thing. The sound of silk and bamboo outside occasionally drifted in, and the boat was quiet and filled with a warm atmosphere.

    "boom!"

    It seemed like a heavy object fell on the boat, and the boat swayed.

    The sound of the Congcong suddenly stopped. Wen Yubing put down the Yaoqin, stretched out her slender waist, landed on the ground, and walked out.

    Xiao Yuesheng still focused on the chessboard and turned a deaf ear.

    "Qiu'er, come out!" Wen Yubing's cold voice sounded, and he reluctantly put down the chess records. He didn't expect that the old book he accidentally found contained such exquisite chess records, which was so wonderful.

    Xiao Yuesheng lifted the curtain and stepped out of the cabin, and saw a man lying on the bow of the ship, unconscious and covered in quail clothes. Wen Yubing was squatting next to him, feeling for his pulse and wrist.

    "Is he from the Beggar Clan?" Xiao Yuesheng walked over and took a look.
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