Chapter 202

"Well! Is there such a strange school? Why should a man be a eunuch when he becomes her disciple? " Linghu Shuiyue frowns.

What kind of sect leader is this? What a perverse idea! Don't you hate men, women like Li Moqiu? Do you hate men so much that they have no eggs?

"Cough! This Specifically, I don't know. But I heard that the main nest of Baojing gate is on Baota Mountain. "

"Pagoda mountain? It's not far from Yanjing. It's only a few hours' journey at most. "

Zhu Youhong is thinking that although the journey is not far, it is not a matter of a day or two to wipe out a sect. I'm afraid it will have to be delayed, at least after his marriage.

Linghu Shuiyue is thinking that there is no reason for a sect in the Jianghu to deliberately assassinate a prince and a princess. Unless the gang and the palace have some kind of collusion and connection.

After Linghu Shuiyue and Zhu Youhong left Butterfly Valley, another gorgeous carriage slowly moved along Butterfly Valley.

Inside the carriage were the fourteenth master and Princess Duanmu jichan.

Duanmu raised the curtain of the car and looked out. She said angrily, "Your Highness, what about the butterfly? Why didn't I see one? "

Not only can't see the butterfly, even the mosquito can't see! Because, it's night.

The fourteenth master had no intention to take Princess Duanmu to catch up with the ninth master's car. He only signaled the coachman to take them around. Who knows this turn, also turned to this butterfly valley nearby.

So the fourteenth master blew to Princess Duanmu. There was a beautiful butterfly valley nearby. And there is also a butterfly spring in Butterfly Valley. I want to take her to a bath.

However, the fourteenth master only heard of it, and he never came. Now it's night, the whole Butterfly Valley is quiet, a crescent moon is rising, shining like a sickle hanging on the treetops.

When the fourteenth master lifted the car curtain, he couldn't see half a butterfly!

However, he suddenly pointed to some bright fireflies in the air and cried, "eh? Butterflies are sleeping, but fireflies are out! Princess, we don't look at butterflies. How about fireflies? "

Princess Duanmu put her mouth flat and put out her head. When she saw the bright firefly, she blinked and hummed: "hum! It's said that to see a butterfly is to see a firefly! "

The fourteenth master reached for her little hand and said, "isn't the firefly pretty? Let's go down! This is really rare! Have you ever come out at night to see so many fireflies flying

He gently pulled, took the princess's little hand in his hand and jumped out of the carriage together. Look up to see a lot of fire yingchong flying in the air, dancing Yingguang although tiny, but also shiny, Sha is charming eyes!

In fact, the fourteenth master is the most poetic and picturesque person. Seeing the beautiful scenery at night, the paper fan shakes gently. No matter it's already night, he can't help singing poems.

"The stars and fireflies are shining together,

quietly, the Butterfly Valley is shining.

Hand in hand with Princess man for no reason,

count the little stars at night. "

The princess was from Yue. Because she was not comfortable with mud, she yelled, "what do you read? Rory, what a fuss! If you have the ability, go and catch some fireflies and come down to play with the princess. "

She is a pretty princess! Hum! I can't understand Yan men's poems and Ci, these literary works without illness! She only loves real Kung Fu!

"Isn't that easy?" Although Zhu Youbin doesn't like to practice martial arts, he always grew up in the royal family of Yan kingdom. How can he really not practice martial arts?

Although his martial arts are not as good as those of his elder brothers, he is very happy when he comes across some beautiful moves, and he practices them like a model.

Therefore, he is especially good at lightness skill! Why? Because he thinks that no matter what kind of Kungfu he plays, he will look better! What he pays attention to is the style! The most important thing is the pattern. As for whether to kill fiercely or not, he didn't care.