Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Xu Xingchen's smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, penetrating the cold of winter. It not only warmed the air around him, but also seemed to melt all the ice and barriers in the world.

Behind this smile lies his deep understanding and calm acceptance of the fickleness of fate, and an aloof attitude towards the twists and turns of life. Xu Xingchen's eyes sparkle with deep concern and understanding for Luo Nianqing.

It was a tacit understanding that did not require much words, Xu Xingchen spoke softly, his voice gentle but powerful.

"Miss Luo, you are too serious. Life is unpredictable. Who can really predict the future? Every choice we make may be based on the best judgment at the time, but the results are often not what we want."

"This is not your fault, and you don't have to blame yourself or feel guilty now."

Hearing that Xu Xingchen had no intention of surprising her, Luo Nianqing felt as if a warm current gently flowed through her heart. Her originally tense nerves gradually relaxed, and her delicate body trembled slightly inadvertently.

It seemed as if it was an outward expression of Luo Nianqing's inner emotional fluctuations, or as if the grievances and uneasiness that had been pent up for a long time were released at this moment, and tears flowed down her mature and pretty face.

Crystal clear, like dewdrops rolling on lotus leaves in the early morning, Luo Nianqing's tearful eyes looked at Xu Xingchen. There was both gratitude and confusion in her eyes, and an indescribable emotion was quietly growing.

"Sir...you really don't blame me?"

Luo Nianqing's voice was thin and trembling, with a hint of uncertainty, because she couldn't believe her ears, and she couldn't believe that she could receive such forgiveness and understanding.

In her opinion, what she had done before might have caused irreparable harm and trouble to Xu Xingchen. However, Xu Xingchen's eyes were unusually firm and warm, and he shook his head gently.

At this critical moment, Xu Xingchen's heart was filled with helplessness and bitterness. He knew very well that the extremely cold energy in his body was spreading at an unstoppable speed.

At first it was just dormant in his lower abdomen, but now it had pierced his chest like an icy blade, bringing waves of biting chills. He endured the severe pain and looked through the layers of clouds.

Gazing at the bottomless, cloud-shrouded cliffs below, I couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.

At the same time, Luo Nianqing also realized the urgency of the situation. She looked back and saw that the two servants who had just been repelled by her and Xu Xingchen were now chasing after her like ghosts.

Their eyes were full of ruthlessness and determination, and it was obvious that they would not give up until they achieved their goal. Luo Nianqing frowned, with an ominous premonition in his heart. He knew that things would not go away easily today, and said in a trembling voice.

"My Lord, I am really sorry for getting you into trouble this time. I should have shouldered all of this by myself, but I ended up dragging you into this unprovoked disaster. I, Luo Nianqing, will always remember your kindness, but it's a pity that I may not be able to repay you in this lifetime. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely repay you with a gift of grass and a ring!"

Hearing Luo Nianqing's words, Xu Xingchen's heart sank suddenly. He had never thought that he would face such a desperate situation, and he had never expected Luo Nianqing to say such words as if he was explaining his last wishes.

"What are you going to do? Are you really planning to jump off the cliff? Below this cliff, clouds and mist are rolling, and it is bottomless. It seems like an endless abyss set by nature. Once you jump down from here."

"I'm afraid there's not even a glimmer of chance of survival. There's a 99 percent chance that you'll be shattered into pieces and buried in this vast sea of ​​clouds!"

There was obvious anxiety and confusion in Xu Xingchen's voice. His brows were furrowed, his eyes were full of urgent desire, and he stared at Luo Nianqing, trying to find the answer from those bright eyes.

Hearing this, Luo Nianqing sighed softly. Her slender hands, as delicate as porcelain and like works of art, unconsciously stroked the hair on her forehead and gently straightened them. This action revealed an indescribable elegance and determination.

"Even if I, Hanyue Fairy Luo Nianqing, die or face a desperate situation, I will never let myself fall into the control of that lustful demon. My fate should be determined by myself. Even death is more noble and pure than living in humiliation."

Luo Nianqing's gaze seemed to penetrate the heavy clouds in front of her, across the mountains and rivers, and seemed to be looking at the distant other side. At this moment, her heart was full of determination and firmness.

"Rather than living a miserable life and becoming a plaything in the hands of others day after day, it is better to let this abyss be the final resting place for me, Hanyue Fairy Luo Nianqing. At least I can preserve my innocence and dignity."

The mountain breeze blew slowly, bringing with it the unique freshness and coolness of the mountains, gently brushing across Luo Nianqing's delicate forehead, gently lifting the beautiful hair in front of her delicate forehead.

Luo Nianqing's beautiful eyes sparkled with curiosity and anticipation, as if she could see through people's hearts. At this moment, she was quietly looking at Xu Xingchen beside her and asked softly.

"I haven't asked you yet, what is your name, sir? I am very curious."

Xu Xingchen smiled slightly when he heard this. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, which warmed people's hearts.

"Huashan, Xu Xingchen."

His voice is low and magnetic, revealing an indescribable calmness and confidence.

"Huashan Sect!"

When Luo Nianqing heard this, a hint of surprise and admiration flashed across his watery eyes, and he continued softly.

"I have long heard that Huashan Sect is a famous and upright sect in the current martial arts world, especially your sect leader Mr. Yue, the [Gentleman Sword], who is a gentleman hero respected by everyone in the current martial arts world. It seems that Mr. Xu is worthy of being Mr. Yue's disciple."

Her voice was as gentle as jade, and every word she spoke sounded like a carefully crafted work of art, extremely pleasant to the ears. The sound echoed through the valley like the most beautiful note, not only intoxicating people's hearts, but also making the air around them softer.

"It's the master!"

Xu Xingchen nodded humbly and said softly.

"It's just that I am mediocre in talent and have only learned a few basic skills. I know that I still have many shortcomings, so I beg you not to laugh at my shallowness."

"Hey..."

A subtle and slightly playful laugh quietly spread in the air, like the sound of dewdrops sliding down flower petals in the morning light, both crisp and with an indescribable agility.

When Luo Nianqing heard this, the corners of her cherry lips involuntarily curved into a faint and gentle arc. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, shy yet full of vitality, swaying gently in the breeze.

Her laughter, as clear as a spring, penetrated the slightly solemn atmosphere around her, just like a warm spring breeze blowing through the willow branches, not only taking away the remaining winter chill on the branches, but also spreading the imperceptible tenderness and playfulness to every corner.

This laughter has a kind of magic. It silently melts the awkwardness and tension in the air, making the scene that might have been dull become relaxed and joyful in an instant.

Xu Xingchen's gaze, as if drawn by an invisible thread, involuntarily fell on the beautiful woman in front of him. She had a graceful figure, like a willow branch swaying in the wind, light and elegant.

Every subtle movement inadvertently exudes a charming sense of rhythm. Her face is as beautiful as a flower, and her skin is as white as snow, as if you can feel its delicateness and smoothness with just a light touch.

Especially her beautiful eyebrows, which revealed an indescribable charm, a temperament that combined gentleness, charm and wisdom, making people unable to look away.

Luo Nianqing's smile is like the rare warm sunshine in winter, warm but not dazzling, just right to dispel the chill around. This smile contains endless tenderness and kindness.

The hot-blooded Xu Xingchen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He had never seen such a moving smile. It seemed to have magical power that could melt the ice and snow in people's hearts in an instant and bring endless comfort and peace.

At that moment, Xu Xingchen's heart was inadvertently filled with amazement and emotion. He secretly admired the wonders of nature that could create such a beautiful and charming beauty.

It seems that the existence of Hanyue Fairy Luo Nianqing is like the most eye-catching focus in a carefully painted painting, making people want to savor every detail of it.