Tang Yunying did not speak anymore, but took a step back, leaving only son Sang Yinxue to face Gongsun Shilan alone.

"There are beautiful people in Chang'an who dance with their clothes. The white snow falls, the auspicious birds are green in the sky. When the beacon is quiet, the smoke of the beacon is fixed, and the movement is like a phoenix bird is frightened. The embroidered silk is full of spring, and the brocade moon is frost and water condenses." Gongsun Shilan held the sword of the red road and said lightly.

"I didn't expect that the owner Gongsun Tower still remembered the poem I read at that time." Zisang Yinxue smiled rarely. Such a gentle smile appeared on her frost-like face, which had an indescribable charm.

"Actually, I always remember it." Gongsun Shilian also smiled, "When I was very young, my mother read this poem to me."

"Everyone knows that the sword artifacts are played by Gongsun, but they don't know that the beautiful dance of Yang Mingyu is played by Yang Mingyu. So much so that "Watching the sword artifacts are played by Gongsun's disciples" can be passed down through the ages, but there are very few people in the world who know the poems of Liyi, and they have not even passed down their names." Zisang Yinxue gently shook her sleeves, "I understand the principle of success, defeat, and defeat, but defeated bandits should not even have a name."

"So, I have a good reason to win the championship from you."

"My Gongsun is well-known to the world, and it is not just the identity of the Kui of the Jiaofang." Gongsun Shilian gently stroked the snow-white sword body with her index finger with her left hand, "Yanghua, Baixue, Linrui, Juping, Yanding, Jingluan, Embroidered Luo, Jinyue. Among them, I have seen two-sleeved snow-covered sunflower, embroidered Luo, and imperial style. I don't know what I will see this time."

Zisang Yinxue's body moved, and the embroidered Luo Huayi seemed to be blown by the strong wind, flying coldly, and slid down to her arms, revealing her fair shoulders below. Gongsun Shilian looked up and found that Zisang Yinxue's shoulders were tattooed with colorful flowers, extending to her arms, flowing with the light like the moonlight.

If ordinary people saw this kind of spring scenery, they would have been unable to move their eyes away.

But since Zisang Yinxue exposed her tattoo, a slight cold fragrance began to spread inside the building. The boiling tea on the table condensed with a layer of frost, and even a white mist was exhaled from people's breathing.

"Flower and Moon, Frost and Water Art." Gongsun Shilan murmured, turning his head to look at Tang Yunying, "You are so cruel to her."

Tang Crow was shocked, and she naturally knew "Flower Moon". This is an extremely cold poisonous flower that blooms only in Penglai, the East China Sea. It grows under the broken mark sand all year round. Generally, the common things will not feel the scars of time in the broken mark sand. But even so, the lifespan of "Flower Moon" is still extremely short. When it is fully blooming, it is when it is about to wither. When it is first introduced to Jiuzhou, it was in the Tang Dynasty that the Fusang envoy made it into flower dew and paid tribute to the court as a tribute. Although this flower is poisonous, it only needs to carry the dew bottle on its body. The dew fragrance is everywhere, making people radiant.

It is said that Yang Mingyu was given a bottle by the emperor at that time. However, she did not use this bottle of flower dew as perfume, but instead supported the best tattoo artist in Chang'an City, and used needles to dip the pattern on her body. Her skin was much tighter, and she created a dance of "Bronze Moon" with this, which was highly favored by the emperor at that time. However, when she saw that she was about to win the championship, Aunt Gongsun withdrew from the Jiaofang and retired to the world. A few years later, Yang Mingyu died suddenly due to being deeply troubled by the poison of flowers.

Since then, there have been no more flowers in the early Tang Dynasty.

As a great man in Shu, it was not surprising that Tang Ya had this poison. But what Tang Yu didn't expect was that Tang Yunying actually brought this poison out of the Tang Sect and transported it to the descendants of Liyiwu again. In this way, Zisang Yinxue had only one fate.

die!

"Senior brother, you actually!" Tang Ya shouted in surprise.

"Miss Zisang has such obsession, how could I stop this!" Tang Yunying shouted in a low voice.

Gongsun Shilian glanced at Tang Yunying coldly, then looked at Zisang Yinxue, "Is winning the championship really that important to you?"

"How can you, the tall leader, understand this feeling!" Zisang Yinxue snorted coldly and waved her sleeves down.

Wherever the cold sleeves and white snow passed, the tea disintegrated and instantly turned into broken ice chips, and stabbed them at Gongsun Shilian. Gongsun Shilian waved his sword and knocked the ice chips to the ground. Zisang Yinxue took this opportunity to retreat to the tea table, then lifted his legs and kicked out the tea in a cup, and fell towards Gongsun Shilian with his unsheathed jade feet.

Accompanied by a delicate and clear sound.

While her fair jade feet were falling, Gongsun Shilan also saw a clearly utensil tied to Zisang Yinxue's ankle. It was a green phoenix holding a golden-purple bell. At this time, the green phoenix was dancing there as if it had come alive, and the bell in its mouth also trembled.

"Shocking Luan!" Gongsun Shilian looked at the bell and swung a sword in the aggressive cold air.

The sword collided with the bell.

Like a phoenix, birds sing in a fright.

The windows that were closed were shaken open, and a few dim morning light shone in.

The Jiangmo sword covered the coldness of the people and condensed into sharp icicles. It hung upside down towards Gongsun Shilian, breaking several of her hair. A cool fragrance came to her face. At the same time, she also felt a sincere coldness.

"The water condenses into ice?" Gongsun Shilian took the sword and retreated, and gently swirled his hand. The ice condensed on the Jiangmo sword fell down, "Is this the Frost Water Art under the Flowers and Moon?"

Zisang Yinxue looked out the window, "At the grand banquet, Yang Mingyu dragged her poisoned body to dance in front of the Daming Palace. The hall was like a cold kiln falling from the ice cave. Even the hot wine that had been boiling before turned into ice cubes that could not be heard. All the emperors and generals at the banquet at that time remembered her without exception."

"But you have to understand the price she paid for doing this." Gongsun Shilan shook her head gently.

"So what?" Zisang Yinxue raised his right hand, and the blue cold sleeves slid down. She touched the back of her shoulders and found a green light Luo feather fan, like a peacock spreading her tail.

"The feather fan of the bird." Gongsun Shilan looked at the small fan, "I thought it had been burned into that rebellion."

Zisang Yinxue held a fan and half-covered her face. If her eyes were more charming and charming, she might have attracted the souls of countless men in the world.

Unfortunately, this face is really too cold.

"It should have been destroyed. But when Li Yi danced back to the top, it was time for this fan to be destroyed." Zisang Yinxue brushed the fan through the bucket beside him. The feather fan named "Que Ping" was immediately soaked, but soon the water on the fan condensed into ice.

The breeze poured in from outside the window and soon turned into a cold and cold wind.

"It seems that you have made up your mind this time." Gongsun Shilan sighed.
Chapter completed!