[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Unintentionally Demolished the CP

Mrs. Xiong disguised herself as a woman with an air of frailty on her body, and replaced it with a man's attire. Compared with ordinary men, he also had a bookish scent.

In addition to his indisputable appearance, there is a more important reason that before he set foot on the road of Jianghu, before the male lady was unknown, he was a weak scholar.

In the Zheng Mansion, Mrs. Xiong lived for three or four months, not to mention memorizing everything by heart, but he still knew very well where the hospitality was.

Wu Hua waited in the hall, and Mr. Zheng personally received him. Behind him, there was a servant holding a tray. Under the red cloth, there was a string of glazed rosary.

Wu Hua shook his head at Master Zheng.

After looking at it in several places, Mrs. Xiong couldn't help frowning because she didn't see the woman she saw last night.

"Strange, why don't you see that woman?"

"There's just one monk here."

Mrs. Xiong couldn't find Shen Nai, and returned to the monk he heard said to have come in together. Looking at the monk in the distance, Mrs. Xiong was lurking in the dark, paying attention to the people coming and going around him.

"Is he that flowerless? Seven wonderful monks?"

Mrs. Xiong asked in her heart, and after looking at the monk, she didn't dare to look at it again. If it weren't for the fact that he heard the servants say that the monk's name is Wuhua, he would have been squatting on the roof above the monk's head at this time.

However, at such a distance, the male lady has not been caught for so many years in the arena, and she has the confidence that she will not be discovered because of her light work.

Rejecting Master Zheng's glazed beads, in the voice of the other party's praise, Wuhua heard the other party's request to keep this matter a secret and not talk to others.

"The benefactor is generous, and a single thought is a life. The poor monk is a monk, and he should be compassionate."

There was a small voice in his ears, and when Master Zheng ordered his servants to retreat, Wu Hua turned his eyes to the place where Mrs. Xiong was hiding.

The bead curtain rolled up behind him, and Shen Nai stepped forward.

Madam Xiong finally waited for the person she wanted to see, and she was inevitably happy, and her eyes fell on Shen Nai.

The softness between Shen Nai's eyebrows suddenly turned sharp, and she looked at the lush bushes.

There was a time when I practiced qigong in the past. The place that I had chosen well was still in my own territory. I was disturbed by others.

From then on, Shen Nai hated someone watching her secretly.

Master Zheng was about to speak, and wanted to ask this Jianghu person to help kill Mrs. Xiong.

Miao Seng Wuhua, that is a person who is known as the number one talent in the rivers and lakes. Seven skills and martial arts are also among them. People who can walk with such characters, even women, are by no means ordinary!

He can let the steward take the money to the yamen to give out the bounty. With such an idea, how can he miss this great helper in front of him!

But as soon as Shen Nai appeared in front of him, she saw the same place as Wu Hua.

In Boss Zheng's heart, there was a sudden thud, and he looked at the bushes vigilantly.

"Who's hiding there?"

"The donor is very skilled, why is he crawling on the ground?"

Shen Nai and Wuhua spoke at the same time.

Shen Nai frowned, she felt that the sense of disobedience on Wuhua's body came again.

His martial arts are obviously quite good, not as high as him, but a lot higher than the person who is hiding. He has been standing here for so long, how could it be that he didn't open his mouth to break that one until he came here from elsewhere. Human hiding?

What is the purpose of this monk?

Wuhua was still looking at the bushes, but Shen Nai moved her gaze to Wuhua's body. The monk in white had compassion on his brows, opened his mouth with a smile, and asked gently.

The male lady was dormant.

If there is only Wuhua outside, it doesn't matter if he goes out, as long as he is fooled, it will be fine.

But Mr. Zheng had seen him before, even though he was dressed as a woman, and another woman, Mrs. Xiong, was still thinking about what she wanted to get acquainted with her calmly before leaving the inn.

Of course it can't come out.

As soon as the hand is supported, the male lady will run away.

Shen Nai was still wondering what Wuhua's intention was in her heart. She felt that the person in the bush wanted to run away. A piece of very flexible white silk satin was exposed from the sleeve, and a roll of the water tank beside her ran directly towards the person. tossed in the direction.

The water tank burst, and there was an embarrassed person in the debris of the water tank and the water that had flowed all over the ground. The lady was a little frightened in her heart, and realized the embarrassed attitude of the man last night.

"Who are you? Hiding there, what do you want to do?"

Shen Nai approached Mrs. Xiong's direction and asked him with a cold face.

There was a heavy mahogany long table in the hall of the Zheng family's hospitality. If the big water tank was not next to it just now, Shen Nai would roll up the long table and smash people.

"Why do not you speak?"

A white sword appeared in the woman's hand, Wuhua was behind Shen Nai, looking at the fragments of the water tank, hiding the deep thought in her eyes.

Mrs. Xiong quickly raised her fists above her head: "Woman, spare your life! I heard that there is a master Wuhua explaining Buddhist scriptures here. Because I have never seen such a noble person before, I came to peek out of curiosity, and I don't mean to offend. !"

"Also ask the heroine to let go of the little ones!"

is that so? Wuhua is so loud? Do I just look like a fool?

The water tank on the ground was all wet, and a silver needle appeared silently in Shen Nai's hand. She really didn't like others to lie in front of her.

The silver needle pierced the acupoint on Xiongniangzi's leg. He couldn't move. For some reason, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

- "Father! Catch him!"

A young girl shouted from behind, a little weak, but not less gentle. It was the voice of Miss Zheng San that Shen Nai heard just now.

"Master, it's him, Mommy Fang!" The maid spoke out instead of Mrs.

Shen Nai's eyes were completely cold this time.

Knowing why Wuhua was treated with courtesy by Master Zheng, knowing why the third Miss Zheng behind her only said a word and didn't say a word, and knowing how sacred Mother Fang is.

The footsteps sounded from far to near, the girl looked at the person on the ground, her voice was low and thin: "Dad, it's him..."

"call out--"

A silver needle flew towards the male lady's dumb hole.

A small fragment of the water tank was also thrown out by Shen Nai skillfully.

Mrs. Zheng glared angrily at Madam Xiong. Madam Xiong wanted to continue to quibble first, but all of a sudden, she felt severe pain in one part of her body, blue veins burst out on her forehead, and her entire back instantly bent into the shape of a shrimp, and she died. Deadly covering the lower half of the body where there was severe pain.

Both Master Zheng and the maid were taken aback by his sudden change, watching him open his mouth with a painful expression, but there was no sound from his mouth rolling on his face...

"Hahahaha! It's time! It's cheap you bastard!"

After Mr. Zheng was stunned for a moment, he laughed out loud.

Half an hour later, an unrecognizable person on the ground was paralyzed. There were very few bloodstains on his body, but mostly redness and bruises from sticks.

Miss Zheng San was wearing a veil, and there were rare smiles on the faces of Mr. Zheng and Mrs. Zheng.

After half an hour of beating, Shen Nai watched from the sidelines, Wu Hua said nothing.

The two communicated in private through voice transmission:

"Girls do this..."

"How am I doing this?"

"It's a poor monk who has a photo. The girl does this, and it's very refreshing."

"Well, thank you Master Wuhua for your praise."

There was nothing to do, Shen Nai was about to leave. When she left, the steward who had brought her in led the way, but at the back door, Shen Nai was stopped by a maid, it was Zheng San's maid.

"Woman, please wait! My lady has something to say to her in private."

Miss Zheng San's veil was taken off, her face was very pale, and there was a feeling of weakness between her brows, but her mouth was covered with bright red lipstick.

What does she have to say to me?

Shen Nai looked at Miss Zheng San, Zheng San bowed and bowed to her, the maid said something, but she didn't say anything, only looked at Shen Nai with a pair of eyes, showing a touch of gratitude.

Shen Nai took two steps. When she was about to go out, she suddenly turned her head to look at the silent girl and asked her, "I want to ask you something, do you ever think that you have done something wrong that you will meet with me? on such a thing?"

Miss Zheng San pressed down the corner of her mouth: "I thought about it, then I thought, if I didn't do something wrong, why would God punish me like this."

"I figured out later that the reason why I encountered this kind of thing was just because of bad luck. The fault was that I had no luck and no ability."

Although the culprit was just beaten at home now, but the pain on her body subsided, it has left traces in her heart, so there is inevitably some resentment in her tone. At this moment, she saw in a trance the woman in front of her walking from the door to her and asking herself a question.

"Then do you want to follow me to learn your skills?"

"Learn to be able..." The pale girl with only an unusually bright mouth murmured to herself, and suddenly came back to her senses from her trance, her face was firm, and her knees were down to salute. "If you want to learn, thank the girl for not giving up-"

A force stopped her kneeling knees.

"Get up first."