After dressing as an abusive female supporting character, I and the villain HE got together

In the martial arts arena, there was an uproar, Gu Yu's slender figure was buried in a group of long-armed and long-legged teenagers, only Ying Han, who was dressed in black and shot short, stood upright.

"Gu Yu." Song Tangtang yelled from a distance across the crowd, Gu Yu turned around with a happy face, and ran towards her.

"Miss, miss, you're finally here!" Gu Yu's eyes were about to overflow with tears of emotion, "Woo, miss, this servant almost thought that she was going to pass out in the smell of sweat..."

"It's not that exaggerated." Song Tangtang pushed her forehead with his index finger, and handed her a new handkerchief: "You wipe the sweat, the hair on your forehead is wet."

"Thank you, miss." Gu Yu described the unprecedented grand occasion just now to her chatteringly, and expressed his appreciation speech in a cadenced tone, all the way to "Miss, do you think the major general treated them harshly? It's so pitiful! Seeing Baozi looks like a hungry wolf." ..."

The voice stopped abruptly, the suave young master and the expressionless major general came slowly, Gu Yu held her breath, her eyes were as big as copper bells, and suddenly shrank behind Song Tangtang, wishing she could Burying his head into the soil, he stammered: "Young, Young General..."

Seeing Jiang Zhan's arrival, everyone couldn't help but become even more excited.A ring was set up in a rough and random manner in the martial arts arena, and the young man standing on top of the ring guarded the ring with shining eyes, and his voice shook the sky: "Hi, Major General!" Then his eyes turned to protect Gu Yu quietly behind him. Song Tangtang, who had a low IQ and occupied the high ground for the first time, touched the back of his head in a sudden realization, and said angrily, "Hi, young lady!"

This loud howl was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing a tsunami in the mountains, and the "Hello, young lady" almost raised the tide. Song Tangtang was numb from the start, and asked hesitantly after a few seconds: "Who are they calling? Young Master?" ?”

Gu Chongyuan immediately proved his innocence, and distanced himself from Jiang Zhan to set an example: "I am upright and straight, it's not me, don't look at me."

Song Tangtang turned back blankly, never thought that things would go so smoothly, and a few drawers of steamed stuffed buns would successfully buy people's hearts.

"Major General." The young man on the ring jumped down, his dark face was covered with beads of sweat, he wiped it casually with the back of his hand, and showed his white teeth in a smile that contrasted greatly with his complexion: "Major General, how dare this subordinate ask for help from the Major General?" The last three moves, the subordinates lost, and the last big meat bun sent by the young lady belonged to the major general!"

Gu Chongyuan swayed, hid in the shade, and muttered to himself: "Hey, he still likes that bun? He has a food basket full of three layers! I can't even care about eating two pieces of his red bean pastry .”

The little marquis shrugged his nose angrily: "Stingy!"

Jiang Zhan glanced at the noisy young man, and Song Tangtang thought he was about to explain himself to him. Unexpectedly, the major general was as light as stepping on the snow without a trace, and he jumped onto the ring in the blink of an eye. The sweaty young man on the stage was thrown down, and his tone was calm: "Zhou Heng, fifty pieces of military discipline, hand in them for me to review in three days. And those who ate Miss Song's steamed stuffed buns, consciously go to run ten laps, and the remaining The next drill formation."

"..."

Everyone repented, everyone was silent, everyone was silent, only Zhou Heng wailed and changed his voice: "Why!!!"

Zhou Zhen kicked him with a bent leg, and there was a trace of undisguised disgust in his indifference: "Also ask, this is where you have the loudest voice."

"Not going yet?"

With a sound of "哗啦", the tide-like crowd scattered cleanly. Jiang Zhan stood condescendingly, like a tall and straight pine and cypress standing under the scorching sun, his slanted gaze stayed on Ying Han's face very quickly. , the latter lowered his head humbly and respectfully, and followed Song Tangtang one step away in a lawful manner.

"Gu Yu." Song Tangtang thought for a moment, tugged on Gu Yu's sleeve, and asked softly, "He said there is still one bun left, right?"

Gu Yu shrugged his shoulders like a frightened quail that has not yet been awakened, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "...Ah, um, yes miss, there is one left."

Song Tangtang gave a long and slow "Oh", then pinched the hem of the skirt with both hands, and ran up the stage.

"Major General!"

Jiang Zhan frowned slightly and looked at Song Tangtang: "What are you doing here?"

The girl raised her face towards him, and under the bright golden light, she could clearly see the soft little fluff on her soft side face, her skin was smooth and greasy, and the porcelain was as white as glazed jade that had just been fired.

"Major General, let me make three moves, and see if I can meet you within three moves? If I win, you have to agree to one request. If you win, I will also agree to your request. How about it? "

She walked two steps with her hands behind her back. There are no hot weapons in this era. As far as the eye can see, there are rows of cold and heavy swords and halberds. Song Tangtang touched her fingers one by one, and the cold and cold iron was scorched by the scorching sun. It was very hot, she shook her head with some disinterest, like a young man from a rich family visiting a brothel, no beautiful lady would look up to her.

Song Tangtang still remembered the first time the two met on the remote river. The young man fell from the sky in a cold white dress, and with only a scabbard, he cut off Scar's arm easily and neatly like mud.

that sword—

"Where's your sword?" She walked around behind him, looking at the nothing, the waist straight like a sword body, "Hey, isn't a sword like a little wife to you? Why don't you carry it with you?" ?”

Little wife.

Zhou Zhen raised his eyebrows, and Zhou Heng coughed violently and eagerly—this time he choked on his own saliva.

Only Lord Gu Xiaohou, who was still far away, avoided this innocent disaster.

"Short blades are also fine." With sharp eyes, Song Tangtang pulled out a cold dagger from his moon-white belt like lightning. The young man's waistline tensed for a moment, and he subconsciously wanted to twist her wrist, and the moment he exerted force, he stopped abruptly. Rest, straighten your back as if trying to cover up.

She threw it upwards, and then caught it firmly. The girl's bright and charming face was faintly excited: "Try it?"

Jiang Zhan's face was as sinking as water, his dark pupils were like the dark night before dawn, his Adam's apple rolled, and his sword eyebrows were slightly folded: "Nonsense."

Song Tangtang pulled out the scabbard with a swipe, the blade was shiny with snow, wrapped in a strange and cold feeling under the scorching sun, Song Tangtang couldn't help admiring: "Good knife!"

Gu Yu was taken aback, and was about to speak to dissuade her, when she suddenly remembered the discussion between Miss and Mr Lu in the mansion, she suddenly lost her temper and couldn't say anything.

This is a short blade about [-] centimeters long. The black gold hilt is engraved with complicated and delicate patterns, and it is not light in the hand.Under the scorching sun, the sharp blade seemed to cut through every inch of airflow, splitting the sunlight into broken mottled golden shadows.

Song Tangtang began to learn fencing at the age of 11. At first, she developed it as a hobby besides piano and ballet. In the end, she herself became obsessed with this hidden and bloody sport.Her best result was once the runner-up in the National Championship Junior Group.

She moved up slightly, her movements were as beautiful as a dragon and a snake, and she struck out fiercely with her hands, her slender wrist bones stretched into a straight line, and tens of thousands of dust piercing the air came straight to Jiang Zhan's face.

In Xiangfu, she makes the best not the short blade, but the long sword.

The sword is extremely dangerous, born to kill.

"Concentrate on the wrist, hold on, a famous sword can't be turned in the hands of a waste. You are a woman, those dangerous and weird moves are not suitable for you, see clearly, use this move, pull it over Willow leaves and branches, the wind blows without damaging the veins, and the flowers three feet away—"

It shattered at the sound.

"Song Tangtang, I don't teach you how to kill, I only teach you how to use a sword and how to protect yourself."

Mr. Lu is a master of swords, and a Liuyun sword makes people appear and disappear.Although she has learned Western swords since childhood, kendo is nothing more than a kill.She mastered it well and drew inferences from one instance to another. From the beginning, she could only yell and be beaten in a mess, and now she can barely avoid a few tricks.

Song Tangtang condensed all her energy, and there was a cluster of shining light in the girl's eyes.

Jiang Zhan's black and white pupils pressed down, and his body swayed like a swallow, so fast that he couldn't see his movements clearly. Song Tangtang turned and attacked his lower body, holding the short blade in his backhand, pointing the point at himself, At the same time, his left hand snapped towards his wrist, and the next second his right hand exerted force instantly. The peach-pink sleeves fluttered in mid-air with the strong wind. The gesture followed his raised five fingers, almost in the same posture as a flower rope. The two hands were intertwined like water snakes. Her delicate texture was like soft tofu slipping into the gap between the entanglements. The girl held the sharp edge in her palm. The bright short blade stabbed straight at his throat!

Her movements were extremely fast, and she seemed to have left flaws everywhere, and those flaws were the foreshadowing for a one-hit kill.

Jiang Zhan narrowed his eyes coldly, pulled his fingers through the scabbard and slid into the blade, and retracted the dazzling, murderous blade back.

"..." Zhou Heng was dumbfounded. Second Miss Song's set of movements was perfect, with both hardness and softness, soft and hard, and she was able to force Jiang Zhan to take a step back in an instant.Not to mention him, even if he and Zhou Zhen join forces, Jiang Zhan can kill two birds with one stone in an instant.

On the other hand, Zhou Zhen frowned tightly. He had never seen someone make the short blade as light and beautiful as a soft ribbon, as if the tip of the knife was not tightly wrapped with a fierce cold light, but endless light. Tender affection.

Jiang Zhan turned a little bit, the handle of the knife almost touched his throat.

"Two moves." Song Tangtang smiled slyly, the black handle of the knife was only a hair away from his throat, but she suddenly let go, and the short blade wrapped in the scabbard fell to the ground with a loud crash.

On the arena, the two of them were almost face-to-face. Song Tangtang suddenly let go of all her strength and leaned back——

It's like going back to the scene, and the intimate posture of Yaojiang that night is staged again.

Her clumsy and bad acting skills, a pair of pear dimples smiling like a triumph, the girl's waistline is as soft as a cloud, his tightly pressed lips and the crook of his arms are pressing the weight of her whole body, the cold white clothes and peach pink The dresses were stacked, and the ring on her wrist jingled against his thin, protruding wrist bones.

"Major General." She lip-synced silently, "You lost."

With his heels rubbing against the ground, Song Tangtang took a step back and stood up straight, smiling like a successful cat that barks its teeth and paws. During the fight, the peach blossoms in her hair fell lightly on his front, and Song Tangtang put the little flower on his chest. He twitched in his clothes, and said with a smile: "This is your reward. Oh yes, there is one last meat bun, don't forget to eat it."

The cool cedar on his body was replaced by the sweet hair comb water of the girl's white tea, and he could even clearly smell the faint fragrance of peach blossoms.

"I would like to gamble and admit defeat." He lowered his eyes, the cloud patterns embroidered on the white skirt were like surging waves, and the peach blossom blended into it abruptly but incomparably unified. "What do you want me to promise you?"

"Well, I haven't thought about it yet." Song Tangtang bent down and picked up the short blade and returned it to him, her slender, white fingertips softly hooked his palm, and the girl turned around and bounced off the stage, "Wait until I think about it." Well, I’ll come to ask you again. Let’s go, major general. Remember not to waste it.”

The figures of the three gradually disappeared into the evening sun. Jiang Zhan walked up to Gu Chongyuan and sneered, "Sweep the melon seeds all over the ground."

"Hey." Gu Chongyuan put the melon seeds into his arms, and with his toes, he crushed the shells of the melon seeds that fell on the ground into the soil. "I take back my previous comments on Ms. Song Er. She is really a person who can't be judged by her appearance, and that set of movements is absolutely amazing. I mean, women's red embroidery is not popular among noble ladies in Beijing now? Are you starting to dance with knives and guns?"

Jiang Zhan didn't answer him, instead he said to Zhou Zhen: "Go and check. Find out who Miss Song's master is."

Zhou Zhen felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart, and suppressed his voice to an extremely low voice: "Just now, the second lady's throat-closing routine looks familiar to my subordinates..."

Jiang Zhan stepped forward, and the setting sun hanging into the horizon seemed to sprinkle countless golden crumbs between the sky and the earth, making his back look lonely and vast.The short blade at the back of his waist didn't actually have any temperature, but he could feel the warm touch of his sleeves flying up when he was fighting, his arms sticking together, and his arms touching each other.

At that time, the slanting light fell into her eyes, and the second miss of the Song family, who was out of her mind and started to cling to him, blinked one side of her eyes cunningly.

At that moment, it seemed that something hit his heart very lightly and quickly, and his heartbeat and breathing stopped.

Jiang Zhan touched the flower hidden by her on his heart, and curled his fingertips slightly.

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Song Tangtang, a treasure girl who can fencing, act, flop and wink.

"No. I'm just an ordinary Bai Fumei."