Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

"Ah."

Lu Xiuyi responded as if by accident, and then remembered the sword in his arms, unnaturally lowered his eyes and pinched a hairpin to look at it intently.

The hairpin is in the shape of a pink flower, with distinct yellow stamens in the middle, lifelike, and the petals are as pink as the ones in the fantasy world.

Lu Xiuyi looked at it and couldn't bear to let it go, he rubbed his lips and said, "Do you like it?"

The women around thought he was talking to himself, glanced at him and said with a smile: "The young master has such intentions, and the girl will definitely like it."

"Young Master has a good eye, and everyone likes this hairpin~"

Lu Xiuyi didn't pay attention to those voices, and only looked at the sword in the crook of his arm.

Wen Qi looked at the hairpin and couldn't help but bend her eyes. The flowers on the hairpin were crabapple flowers, familiar and joyful, which made her inexplicably happy.

"like."

"Ah."

"I want it."

Lu Xiuyi put the hairpin in his arms, took out the money and paid, turned and left.

At the same time, swords were on the verge of breaking out in the inn.

A group of guards came down from upstairs and shook their heads respectfully: "I didn't find it."

"What about the boy?"

Liu Sheng asked with a gloomy face. Behind him were twice as many guards as before, all of them with serious and domineering expressions, standing upright with their swords in their hands.

The innkeeper panicked and begged: "I, I don't know, that kid ran away as soon as you left."

Liu Sheng suppressed his anger and glanced at the people eating in the lobby: "Whoever tells me the clue, I will reward him with a hundred taels of gold, if he can't tell..."

After speaking, he winked, and the guards behind him immediately dispersed to surround the inn.

"Don't even think about leaving today, all stay here!"

Liu Sheng kicked him, and the innkeeper staggered and sat on the ground, clutching his stomach and showing pain.

There was an uproar in the inn, many people drew their swords, and the atmosphere was stagnant.

"Young master, don't be angry, I know which direction that person is going." A man came out, smiling flatteringly with his head bowed.

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Lu Xiuyi asked the direction of Immortal Sword Sect, and walked towards it.

Because it is at the bottom of the cliff at the back, even if you pass through the entire forest, it is only a hundred miles away.

"Are you going to find them today?"

Wen Qi spoke softly with a clear and cold voice.

Although she asked, she had already guessed the answer and had no intention of stopping it. In fact, now that she thought of the pale young man being bullied and thrown off the cliff that day, she felt angry with his sword.

Get it resolved sooner rather than later.

"Ah."

Lu Xiuyi rubbed the broken part of the girl's sword, his eyes gradually darkened.

Even though the girl was originally a broken sword, he still couldn't let go.

He couldn't help but think of how much pain it would be when the girl broke in the first place.

As long as he thought of this possibility, he felt so distressed that he suffocated, and his fingers unconsciously caressed the wound, which seemed to be comforting.

"it is good."

Wen Qi agreed.

The warm touch from the fracture made her inexplicably itchy as if being scratched by a feather, her face became hotter unconsciously, and the sword body buzzed away and flew away.

Lu Xiuyi stretched his arms and looked at her blankly: "Qiqi?"

"Don't touch like that!"

Wen Qi's cold voice was rarely a little embarrassing, the contrast was great.

The black epee behind him also came out to join in the fun at this time, and Zheng Jianling said ambiguously: "Miss Qiqi is the sword, that is her body, you can hold the hilt of the sword without any problem, so touching the body of the sword is clearly..."

"How do you people say that? ... Oh! Playing hooligans!