A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The drooping child's cautious look made Shu Ange smile: "Thank you."

After she thanked her, she strode into Feihong Garden.

The drooping child watched her walk in, with a look of pity in his eyes. For a half-old child, such an expression was really heavy.

However, he has seen too many times that the person who came to challenge the villa owner walked into the Wanmei Villa in high spirits, but was finally carried out while lying in a coffin.

Life is precious, a child like him understands it, why don't those famous heroes and heroines understand it?

In Feihong Garden, pavilions and pavilions are readily available, and one lake is clean and lovely.

Shu Ange's eyes lingered on the scenery for only a moment, and then fell on Ximen Chuixue, who was in white clothes in the middle of the courtyard.

No one will mistake Ximen Chuixue, because there is only one Ximen Chuixue in this world.

The early spring sunshine is as warm as a lover's embrace, and he stands on his own, standing among the green flowers, like the eternal ice and snow.

His face is stern, his temperament is solitary and clear, and the sword beside his waist is dark, long, narrow, and ancient, in sharp contrast to his white clothes.

In a land of red dust and fireworks like Jiangnan, Shu Ange was a little surprised that such cold people could be raised.

"Nice to meet you, Lord Ximen."

Shu Ange smiled and walked towards Ximen Chuixue. He didn't even look at her, ignoring her beautiful face and bright smile.

In Ximen Chuixue's eyes, a beauty that even the monks had to recite the mantra of clearing the heart, was just an existence that was close to nothingness.

There was only a sword in his eyes.

"The target of this mission has appeared, and the target character's initial favorability is 10."

"My sword is a killing sword."

Shu Ange heard Ximen Chuixue's voice, cold and ruthless, just like his people.

She smiled sweetly, and her eyes flowed, her eyes glittering, as if thousands of peach blossoms were blooming at the same time.

This is really a wonderful intuition. After she entered the mission, she decided to come to Ximen Chuixue after thinking twice, but she didn't expect that he was Dihua's clone in this plane.

"Unfortunately, my sword is a sword that saves people."

Ximen Chuixue gave Shu Ange a cold look, and said in a calm tone, "Then you should leave Wanmei Villa immediately."

His sword will see blood as long as it is unsheathed, no matter whether the opponent is a girl like a flower like jade or a young man with high spirits.

"I have been immersed in kendo for many years. I have heard that the master of Ximen is unparalleled in swordsmanship. I came here to ask the master to teach me."

Shu Ange took a step back, smiled again, and chanted in a manic voice: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gooseshuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it is like a shooting star."

When she chanted, the sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was like silver, rippling like autumn water, passing over the flowers and trees.

With the word "Meteor" chanted, Shu Ange gently blew the tip of the sword, and a dozen colorful petals fell gently.

Ximen Chuixue could clearly see that her sword was as fast as lightning, and in an instant she picked up the petals of different flowers in the same position and arranged them on the sword.

Good swordsmanship!

"Who did you learn from?"

Ximen Chuixue, who has seen swordsmanship all over the world, has never seen Shu Ange's swordsmanship.

As she said, although her swordsmanship is as fast as lightning, she has no murderous aura, and her tenderness is like the spring sun, which is not a murderous swordsmanship.

Singer Shu An pressed on the sword and looked at Ximen Chuixue with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that the owner of Ximen Village loves swords like his life, and he is also a person who cherishes talents. Danfeng is confident that he will defeat the owner of the village within two years. Are you willing to wait? last two years."

No one in the world dared to put down such big words in front of Ximen Chuixue.

He glanced at Shu Ange, shook his head and said, "You can't."

Judging from her age, she is indeed very strong, but the sword that kills can kill you with just one move, and the sword that saves lives has too many omissions.

"The village master's words are not good. How many years do you think I have learned swords?"

Shu Ange changed the conversation and threw a question playfully.

Ximen Chuixue replied without thinking, "It's more than ten years."

Shu Ange smiled and put a pair of slender and fair jade hands in front of Ximen Chuixue, and said proudly, "You guessed wrong, I have only learned swords for less than two months."

Her fingers are smooth and delicate, the flesh and bones are evenly stopped, the skin is white and red, and not only is there no calluses on the tiger's mouth, but there is not even the swelling of the joints that are often seen in sword-wielding people.

Ximen Chuixue looked away.

To be precise, it wasn't that he looked away, but Shu Ange was too cunning.

It's true that Shangguan Danfeng has never practiced swordsmanship, but to Shu Ange, swords are simply a part of the body.

"I lost my sight."

When he said this, Ximen Chuixue's eyes suddenly brightened, as if he saw a rare rival in the world.

He didn't think about Shu Ange's origin, nor why she had such superb swordsmanship at a young age, nor why she came to Wanmei Villa to find her.

Wouldn't it be better to come back two years later if it was just to compare swords with him.

"You didn't see it wrong. Although I haven't practiced swords before, I have seen the most exquisite swordsmanship in the world. There is no sword in my hand and there is a sword in my heart."

Hearing Shu Ange say that she has seen the most exquisite swordsmanship in the world, Ximen Chuixue's bones burned with an urgent desire.

"Let's have a match."

Curiosity about swordsmanship made Ximen Chuixue unable to restrain the urge to compete with the girl in front of him.

Even his sword might thirst for her blood, making the smiling girl Xiang Xiaoyu die.

Shu Ange put his hands behind his back, shook his head at Ximen Chuixue, blinked and said, "In two years, I will definitely take on the battle. Villa lord, aren't you curious why I came all the way to Wanmei Villa to find you?"

Not being able to appreciate the mysterious swordsmanship that he had never seen before made Ximen Chuixue feel a little bad. He didn't hide his emotions and said coldly, "I'm not curious."

"Even if you're not curious, I'll tell you. As soon as someone wants to take my life, I'm here to rely on you, in exchange for the swordsmanship I know."

If there is anything in this world that Ximen Chuixue can't resist, it is probably all kinds of mysterious and profound swordsmanship.

He hardly hesitated, and said directly: "Who is your enemy."

Compared with trying to protect a person, Ximen Chuixue prefers a more direct approach - killing the opponent's enemy.

Ximen Chuixue acts both right and wrong, but the people he kills are the ones who should be killed.

Those who died in his hands, except for those who competed with him, were wicked men.

He saw his own set of methods. The girl in front of him had a sweet smile and no blood was on her hands. The possibility that the person who wanted to take her life was a kind person was very small.

Even if that person is a good person, so what, can kill the person he wants to protect in front of Ximen Chuixue, such a person probably hasn't been born yet.

Shu Ange pursed his lips and smiled, leaned over and picked a blooming flower, put it on his temples, smiled and looked at Ximen Chuixue: "Secondly, I love the owner of the villa, and I hope the owner of the villa can please me."

(Meow, our male protagonist finally appeared! I like Ximen Chuixue very much, hehehe)