The Favored Medical Princess

"Thank you General Qibi for your concern!" Bai Muxiao smiled faintly, neither surprised nor angry, as if all the noise was out of her sight.

Everyone was staring at Bai Muxiao's every move, and saw her throwing her scabbard across, and suddenly sang loudly: "Zhao Keman and Huying, Wu hook is bright with frost and snow."

Almost at the same time as the last word fell, there was a flash of silver light, and she had already pulled out the sword from the scabbard neatly. The silver sword and the snow clothes complemented each other, and it really had the artistic conception of "Wu hook frost and snow".

Bai Muxiao's action of drawing the sword aroused interest in the emperor's eyes, and his heart relaxed a little, and he became interested in enjoying the dance.It seems that I saw the right person, this little girl not only has a bit of courage, but also has a bit of real ability!

Everyone in the waterside pavilion was also surprised. They didn't expect this cousin girl from Nangong Mansion to have such skills. Even the two envoys from Xirong stared at her, attracted by her performance.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star." Bai Muxiao continued to sing, and at the same time stabbed the sword in his hand straight out. The first sword was unremarkable, but with the next sentence, "Kill a person in ten steps, and you will never leave behind a thousand miles." "OK", she turned around suddenly, her figure was as light as a ghost, and the sword in her hand stabbed forward, and the hem of her skirt fluttered with it, like a blossoming white lotus. In sharp contrast, she stabbed out This sword was full of vigor, as fast as lightning, with momentum like a rainbow, and the sharp point of the sword pierced Chamuhan's throat...

Chamuhan was a civil servant, and he had no strength to restrain a chicken. He saw the sharp sword coming towards him suddenly, but his body couldn't reflect it. There was nowhere to retreat, and he could only watch the coldly shining sword tip getting closer and closer to him, and a thought came to his mind: Could it be that my life is over today?

The Qibi Samana next to him changed his expression drastically, and he grasped the armrests of the armchair with both arms, intending to use his strength to jump up, but his buttocks were only an inch away from the chair, and he immediately realized that something was wrong. It seems fierce, straight to the throat, but in fact there is no murderous intent, I am afraid it is...

Qibi Shamen narrowed his eyes slightly, and held back, and sure enough, the next moment, he saw the tip of the sword suddenly stopped, and stopped less than half a foot away from Chamuhan.

Qibi Shamen secretly thought in his heart that it was very dangerous, if he jumped up from the chair for a moment just now, but this woman withdrew her sword, then she would become the snake shadow of their Xiye people, and it would be a big embarrassment!

This little girl!

Qibi Samana sat back calmly, his eyes like sharp knives flew towards Bai Muxiao.

The corners of Bai Muxiao's mouth under the veil were slightly hooked, and she gave the other party a provocative look. After a brief pause, the speed of swinging the sword suddenly increased, from extremely slow to rapid, forming a sharp contrast. After that, she danced The rhythm is getting faster and faster and more intense... Every flying body, every swing of the sword contains an unparalleled beauty of strength, which is in great contrast to her petite and weak body.

One sword and one dance, the beauty is soul-stirring.

A burst of ethereal bamboo flute sounded suddenly, crisp, bright, and extremely penetrating, subtly blending with the cold sword light and the girl's singing.

"Hello……"

For a moment, I saw the sword shining, like the sunset on the earth, dancing vigorously and lightly, like a group of immortals flying a dragon; The shadows are like the calm waves on the surface of the river...

At the same time, the speed of Bai Muxiao's singing also slowed down as the sword dance gradually stopped: "If you die a hero, you will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world."