Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

Even in this situation, he can still survive.

Such tenacity makes him worthy of being a male protagonist!

While Tingqiao was away, Jianghe reviewed the plot of Xiayuan - this thin "child" was actually a 13-year-old boy named Lu Xingjun, the third son of the Lu family who was exterminated two years ago.

Lu Xingjun and Xie Tingqiao, the evil sword of No Return Mountain, are in similar situations.

He escaped from his enemy more than a year ago and dragged his injured body all the way to the Mountain of No Return. Because he was penniless and did not know the identity of his enemy, he could not even ask for help.

He remembered that before the accident happened to the Lu family, he had heard his family mention something about Xie's Sword Manor, and he also knew the identity of Chou Sha Jian and her purpose... Maybe she was the only person who could help him now.

In order not to be discovered by people in the dark, it took him more than a year to reach this side of the pass and arrive in front of the Mountain of No Return.

All this is just the beginning. In the future, Lu Xingjun will learn a martial arts from Xie Tingqiao, and in just a few years he will become one of the top ten masters in the world.

On the way to find his enemy, he got acquainted with the Holy Girl of the Demon Sect and the eldest lady of the Martial Arts Alliance, during which he got into countless entanglements... The ending was naturally that he got his revenge, and the two girls followed him noisily again.

As for Xie Tingqiao... Jianghe turned around and looked at the mountain.

In the plot, after she achieved success in Lu Xingjun's studies and avenged one of her enemies, she disappeared. Lu Xingjun returned to the mountain and only received a letter from his master. The letter did not indicate where she went, only that She said that the Mountain of No Return would be under his control from now on, so that he wouldn't have to look for her.

He never showed up again.

Jianghe originally thought that this would never cause problems again, right?

As a result, this first step failed. Why didn’t she accept the male protagonist as her disciple?

If Tingqiao were here, he would probably tell him: It's not that easy to recruit a disciple.

These three days have still made people feel cold.

Tingqiao went out to drink every day, but he didn't pay the slightest attention to the young man at the gate of his mountain, nor did he care about his life or death.

Jianghe became more and more anxious as he watched, wanting to urge Lu Xingjun to hug her thigh and beg her to accept him as her disciple.

However, it could only watch the boy hiding in the leeward place every day, sometimes searching for some plant roots and some hard-to-find winter wild fruits, and placing dry grass and branches on the pile of rocks to protect him from the wind.

It stayed like this for three days.

Finally I saw Tingqiao making some moves.

On this day, Tingqiao took a look at this thin child. He had a lot of hidden injuries on his body. It seemed that he was still alive now and his will was indeed strong.

"Follow me." She said a few words and walked forward without looking back, not caring whether he followed or not.

How could Lu Xingjun let go of this opportunity? He would keep up even if he was injured and disabled. Now he lives just to get revenge.

Only by following her can you have a chance.

Tingqiao took him to the tailor shop. When the shopkeeper saw that she had brought a "beggar" in, he said nothing more, "Miss, what do you need?"

Tingqiao lost a piece of silver and said, "Take him to wash himself, change into clean clothes, and bring a few more sets of clothes with him."

Although their shop did not provide such services, money and life depended on it. The shopkeeper smiled and nodded, "Okay, let's take this young master to take a bath."

Tingqiao said to Lu Xingjun: "When you're done, come find me at the inn opposite."

Lu Xingjun didn't know how to address her at this time, so he could only nod, "Okay."

The shopkeeper glanced at him and quickly looked away. He didn't look like a family member... His curiosity could only go so far.

About half an hour later, Tingqiao saw the clean-skinned Lu Xingjun. How should I put it, he looked thinner.

"Sit down and eat," she said.

She ordered these dishes half an hour ago, and they are almost cold now.

Lu Xingjun didn't hesitate and quickly filled his stomach.

In fact, he hasn't had a good meal for a long time.

Tingqiao did not stare at him as he ate, but looked at the storyteller downstairs with a straight face, his eyes still as cold as ever.

"...Today let's talk about the story of the Sad Sword..."

Looking at the other guests, they seemed to be very happy with these stories, as if she was not a villain, but a heroine of the world.

She took a casual sip of the wine, and when she raised her eyes again, there was a smile on her lips.

She doesn't think she is a good person, she just wants to take revenge. The pain she suffered will definitely make her enemies lose it too, letting them taste the feeling of having the most important things taken away from them.

"are you full?"

Lu Xingjun nodded: "Yes."

"Let's go back to the mountain."

As usual, I asked the waiter to drink again.

The road back was still covered with wind and snow. She walked slowly in front of her, and the thin young man tried his best to keep up with her.

At this moment, they don't know that it will be like this for several years to come.

At the mountain pass, Tingqiao turned around and confessed: "Follow me closely and take note of the route I take. Otherwise - you can just stay on the mountain from now on."

Hearing this, Lu Xingjun stood beside her.

Seeing that she had no objection, he grabbed another piece of her sleeve.

It's like bringing a child.

Facing the wind and snow, the two walked to the bamboo house on the mountain. Tingqiao put the wine gourd on the table and sat down directly.

She tilted her chin slightly and motioned for him to sit down too.

"Tell me your name, and what revenge do you want?"

Lu Xingjun didn't refuse and sat down directly. Faced with her problem, he didn't hide it either. He was asking for her help, "Lu Xingjun, I'm here to avenge my family's destruction and ask you to help me."

"If you are willing to teach me, after I get my revenge, I will be at your mercy for the rest of my life."

Under the dim light in the room, the thin young man's eyes were shining.

Tingqiao looked at him steadily, with an unclear expression.

She thought the same way back then, but the only one who could help her was herself.

Tingqiao leaned back and said calmly: "There is a price for becoming stronger. Are you prepared to risk your life?"

"Of course, I can accept any price as long as it allows me to kill my enemies with my own hands."

The young man only had eyes for those family members whose lives were wiped out in front of him.

Tingqiao's expression remained unchanged, as if she already knew his answer. After all, she was the same way back then.

Even if she doesn't live to be 24, she still has to take revenge, otherwise she can't feel at ease.

After a moment of silence, Tingqiao nodded on the table, "In that case, I will accept you as my disciple."

Lu Xingjun immediately stood up, walked around to the other side and knelt down to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, but Tingqiao stretched out his hand to stop him, "I haven't finished speaking yet. I want you to obey me in everything except revenge. From now on, you must obey me in everything except revenge." You must not refuse anything you do.”

"If you violate it, I will definitely kill you." Her voice was cold.

Lu Xingjun lowered his head, "Except for revenge, Xingjun will obey Master's will in everything."

"Very good, you will live in this room from now on."

Tingqiao pointed to the bamboo hut next to hers. It was smaller than the one she lived in, and it hadn't been cleaned for a long time. It was probably that some parts still needed repairs.

Lu Xingjun nodded, "Xingjun knows."

"Also, I won't teach you these three days. You can take care of yourself and heal all the injuries on your body, otherwise..."

She seemed to laugh, but her words were unclear, "Don't cry in pain."