to his room.Watching his awkward retreating figure, An Xuetang curled her lips into a smile.She picked up the bottle of medicine and went back to her room.She thought Mo Yunjing should be asleep by n...Hua Duoer smirked, "The phrase 'galloping across the battlefield' is a bit exaggerated. I just went along with my father a couple of times for fun. But I do love martial arts."

Listening to Huāduō's explanation, Mò Jūnyì suddenly spoke up, "Mother, Sister Duō actually has another identity that you don't know about."

"Huh What identity"

"Everyone in Lan Guo calls Uncle the First Master, but everyone in Lan Guo also knows that there’s a first-rate woman of both talent and martial arts among the women of Lan Guo, that’s Sister Duoer."

Now that she's heard this name, Huā Duǒ doesn't find it awkward anymore. Perhaps An Xuě Táng's words of comfort were actually helpful after all.

An Xuetang exclaimed, clapping Huaduoer's shoulder in admiration, "Duo'er, I didn't expect you to be so skilled. I really want to see the dance swordsmanship of the Blue Nation's first talented woman. To have this honor today is simply a great gain for me!"

Now An Xue Tang thought back, she suddenly realized that day in the mountains, at first Hua Duo'er brandishing her sword to kill looked a bit clumsy. But now thinking about it, that day Hua Duo'er in the end, her whole person had changed, becoming... making people feel like she was a martial arts master.

Now that I think about it, isn't she just a martial arts master Perhaps she was awkward before because these years being confined to the palace like a bird in a cage caused her to lose herself. Maybe she hasn't practiced swordplay in a long time, which is why she seemed so rusty when she picked up her sword.

Upon hearing An Xuetang's exaggerated words, Huadu giggled, "Don't think I don't know your abilities, those words are too exaggerated, I feel like they're starting to sound insincere."

Although she had only known An Xuetang for a short time, she understood the woman's temperament and abilities fairly well. An Xuetang... was definitely no ordinary woman. Although she didn't give off an aura of inner strength, her close-combat skills were terrifyingly impressive.

Although her flower moves were quite powerful, she dared say that she was absolutely no match for An Xue Tang.

If she hadn't seen An Xuetang's state of mind being ruined by those people earlier, she wouldn't have thought of making such a fool of herself. But as long as she didn't think too much about it, as a friend, on this important day for her, what was the harm in embarrassing herself for her

The flowers are going to learn swordplay, so Yun Wu and Yun Liu quickly made arrangements. Yun Wu even went to find a lighter sword for them.

Holding her sword, Huāduǒ seemed lost in thought as she gently touched the blade. Perhaps certain scenes flickered through her mind, causing a depth to settle in her eyes.

An Xuetang didn't disturb her, letting her ponder for a while. Seeing Huadao gather her thoughts, she smiled at An Xuetang, "A Tang, this set of sword techniques was taught to me by my father when he was alive. You must watch carefully."

Her father was, after all, the former Grand Marshal Protector of the Blue Nation. His swordsmanship naturally excelled.

When the little girl stood in the center of all those eyes, she thought she would be nervous. But when she looked at the soldiers, their pure and innocent eyes, without a hint of lust, moved her deeply.

Such a feeling, as if she had been transported back many years ago, to her father's military camp, where she sparred with the generals.

For some inexplicable reason, a surge of emotion suddenly filled her heart, as if she had found her life's purpose all at once.

An Xuetang looked at the flower with eyes that were initially vacant and confused, but gradually became determined. A smile played on her lips as she seemed to realize the flower had truly come to a realization.

Huāduǒr jǔ qǐ zhōu shǒu de jiàn, tā hán xiào de mòyǎng zhǐ zài nxuetáng, “táng, qiān yán wàn yǔ dōu biǎo dá le wǒ duì nǐ de gǎnxiè, wǒ xiǎng shuō de huà, dōu zài jiē xià lái de dòngzuò lǐ le.”

No sooner had she finished speaking than the soldiers responsible for providing the music began to play, and with the rising melody, they brandished their swords in a dance.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the glittering woman, her soft and graceful sword dance, coupled with her enchanting figure, was truly breathtaking.

Her sword dance was sometimes gentle like water, and sometimes agile and sharp. Her movements were like a rainbow dragon flying, and like flowing clouds and water, leaving everyone in awe.

I have to say, this swordsmanship is pretty good.

An Xuetang appreciated the flowers with delight. Who says women are inferior to men

Such flowers, I wonder if they are more excellent than countless men. If not for fate's cruel trickery, she would surely be a woman who rivals the bravest male general.

An Xuetang was interested in Hua Duoer's sword dance, but Mo Yunjing and Feng Ming didn't look at Hua Duoer at all. When Hua Duoer was about to start her sword dance, Mo Yunjing said to An Xuetang that he and Feng Ming were going to discuss something.

The two people were now inside a tent, the atmosphere tense and heavy.

Feng Ming usually acted carefree, but at this moment his expression was serious. "What do you think about this"

Mo Yunjing fell silent for a moment before speaking, "Neither the Li Jian Sect nor the Emperor."

It is precisely because he could not guess the identity of the person behind it that he was so worried.

Feng Ming tapped the table, "Have you heard of Bai Guang Gong"

Mo Yun Jing clenched his fists slightly, his cold voice echoing, "Are you saying that the person behind this is from Bai Guang Gong"

"I'm just guessing, but as far as I can remember, when it comes to poison masters, the Bai Guang Gong people are definitely considered the best."

"The Bai Guang Palace has always been mysterious and secluded from the world. I don't believe I have ever offended anyone from the Bai Guang Palace, and Tangtang even less so. Why would they suddenly come after us"

Feng Ming also didn't quite understand this. Baiguang Palace had always been low-key, would today's incident be their doing

Feng Ming raised an eyebrow and asked, "Could it be your brothers"

"Do you think they could get someone from the Bai Guang Palace"

Feng Ming shrugged then shook her head, "They probably don't have the ability."

Bai Guang Gong could be said to be a legend in the Jianghu. People only heard about what they did, but no one knew the specifics of Bai Guang Gong.

For a moment, they were both silent. Feng Ming seemed thoughtful as she fiddled with her hands, "Mo Yun Jing, if you had to choose between power and Atang, what would you choose"

Mò Yúnjǐng's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes clouded as he stared at him, "What do you mean by that"

"As Atang's older brother, I just want to know, in your heart, would you choose power or Atang"

Mò Yúnjǐng narrowed her eyes slightly, "How I will choose, you already have an idea in your heart, why ask me Do you know something about this Bái Guāng Gōng Or do you know the reason for today's events"

Feng Ming pursed her lips, silent for a moment before shaking her head. "I don't know. If it really is someone from Bai Guang Gong, since they've started, they won't stop. As Ah Tang's elder brother, I just want to be selfish and hope that no matter what, you will protect her well."

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes, his gaze as cold and deep as a glacial abyss fixed on Feng Ming. "Tell me the truth, do you know what might happen between me and Tangtang"

The secrets of heaven are not to be revealed, and the Phoenix's cry is indeed uncertain. At this time, he rose leisurely, speaking in a relaxed manner:

"I don't know anything about this. Today is your wedding day, but you choose to tell her about the jade pendant on such an important occasion. She's so intelligent, she probably already guessed your intentions. Tonight, your tent will likely not be peaceful."other readers.Perhaps it was his inherent aura of power that commanded attention. Even though he simply walked up calmly, without uttering a word, the assembled soldiers below instinctively ceased the...