C5 The Spring Wind Does Not Understand the Poplar Flower Is Difficult to Restrain(part I)

Buheng had never seen such eyes before, and she never would have thought that such eyes existed in this world.

However, at this very moment, it was right in front of her eyes.

It was amazing, but it also made her breathtakingly breathtaking …

The white-robed man noticed her gaze and slightly lowered his head to look at her. At the moment when the four eyes met, it was as if a bolt of lightning had appeared. With a "kacha" sound, it split open the world, causing everything to turn bright and silent!

Only the thumping, thumping, thumping sounds of Buheng's heart slowly echoed out from underground …

After a moment of absent-mindedness, she realized that she should continue walking forward. She was a woman, yet she was staring at a man. What kind of appearance did she have?!

She lifted her foot and brushed past the white-robed person. Sixth Master, who had been blocked, finally appeared.

It turned out Sixth Master wasn't a skinny guy. It was because he had been sitting cross-legged on the praying mat under the tree that his body was completely blocked by the white-cloaked man.

He was holding a book in his left hand, and his right hand had just turned over another page. Just as he was about to take a closer look, he stopped in his tracks as Buheng approached and slowly raised his head.

Sixth Master was dressed in a light blue and silver silk tunic, and his hair was still as black as a waterfall. With a lift of his face, Zhang Xuan saw his fair skin, thick black eyebrows, shiny black eyes, and a straight nose. The lines of his lips were as though they were painted, making him appear exceptionally handsome.

Although the color of his hair and eyes were slightly different from the people of Bixi that everyone spoke of, it was obvious with a single glance that he was not a genuine Chinese. The one who did not save him when he saw him die was him, and when he thought of how he had betrayed his father and the people of Bixi who were loyal to their words, he felt extremely disgusted in his heart, and calmly walked over with an ice-cold expression.

Sixth Master had a faint smile on his face. His black eyes had an ambiguous look. He kept looking at Sixth Master as he slowly walked past him. Suddenly, he asked, "Why is lady wearing a veil?"

Buheng put her hand on her face and smiled. "It's only because you're having pimples on your face that you're not allowed to get dirt on it."

Sixth Master was still sitting there. He looked up at her and smiled as he said, "You can tell at a glance that this lady is a beautiful lady. Is it beautiful to frown at this beauty, or is it beautiful to give birth to a pimple?"

Buheng knew that the conversation she had heard was not a trivial matter. It would be troublesome if her identity was known by them. He then smiled and said: "It is because Xi Shi is the one who frowns that makes people think that she is beautiful. I have a humble and mediocre appearance, how could I dare to compare with Xi Shi? It is naturally better to not meet him." Saying so, he took a blessing and continued to walk forward.

After walking a few more steps, he heard Sixth Master, who was behind him, suddenly exclaim in Bixi language: "Tan Yanzhi, what do you see at the girl's feet? Snakes! It was a snake! "Snakes!"

When Buheng heard "There's a snake", she was also scared. But then, when she thought about it, he used Bixi to speak of it, so he must have wanted to test whether I could understand it or not. Thus, he braced himself and continued forward.

Sixth Master, who was standing behind her, noticed that Buheng was unmoved. He turned his head and whispered to Tan Yanzhi, "Even if you don't understand what she meant and someone exclaimed, you will still turn your head around to take a look. She obviously understood us and knew that we were testing her, so she pretended that she didn't understand. This woman is not simple, let her ask around! "

When Tan Yanzhi heard this, he nodded once and walked towards Buheng without any change in his expression.

Buheng had also thought this through. As she turned her head and saw Tan Yanzhi walking towards her, she sensed that something was wrong and quickened her pace.

Tan Yanzhi said, "Miss, please wait a moment!"

Buheng pretended not to hear him as she walked straight ahead.

Tan Yanzhi lowered his foot and stretched out his arm to grab Buheng's right shoulder. Buheng was anxious and wanted to protect herself when she saw that they were about to catch her. She loosened her right shoulder, spun around, and easily dodged the attack.

Seeing that she knew martial arts and that her martial arts were not weak, Tan Yanzhi became even more suspicious. His eyes lit up as he said, "You are really not simple!" If she could stand there for a long time without being discovered, it was clear that her internal energy was not weak.

Buheng quickly explained, "I was just passing by …"

How could Tan Yanzhi believe such an explanation? He sneered, "Who sent you? "What is it?"

"I am only a guest here to offer incense, and have mistakenly entered this forest!"

"Just a pilgrim? "Hmph …" You possess top-notch martial arts, come here with a mask covering your face, eavesdrop on our conversation, and understand the language of Bixi! With so many doubts, you just say you're an ordinary tourist. Who would believe it! " As he spoke, he sent out two palms in unison towards her. The palm wind brushed against her face, wanting to tear her veil to shreds.