[Comprehensive] Martial arts live room

Ximen Chuuxue turned his head slightly, glanced at Sikong Zhaixing, and asked, "Ye Gucheng?"

Sikong Zhaixing's expression is a bit gossip, cheap, he still doesn't know that the "Ximen Chuuxue" that Ye Gucheng said is actually Qin Ruan, he thinks that the Ximen Chuuxue that Ye Gucheng thinks is Ximen Chuuxue himself, and Ximen Chuuxue is really with Ye Gucheng. Gucheng is a couple, he laughed and said: "Of course it is Ye Gucheng!"

Seeing his expression, Lu Xiaofeng knew that something was going to happen, so he quickly interrupted and said: "I think there must be some misunderstanding! Why don't we go to the villa and clarify the matter before we talk about it."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't pay attention to Lu Xiaofeng, he frowned, feeling that all this was really too suspicious, Xiuqing's inexplicable return to Emei even involved Ye Gucheng, a flying fairy.

He looked at the black sheath sword in his hand, and said slowly: "If Ye Gucheng comes to Wanmei Villa, then I will have a fight with him, either he will die or I will die."

"Huh?" Hearing what he said, Sikong Zhaixing asked in puzzlement, "Didn't you two have fought?"

Ximen Chuuxue frowned and said, "When did you fight?"

"In the Pingnan Palace, the entire martial arts world has been spread. That night you fought hundreds of moves, from the roof of the Pingnan Palace to the woods in the suburbs, from night to day, until you were in a daze. City Master Ye lost to Villa Master Ximen by half a stroke, and kept his promise to give Baiyun City to Villa Master Ximen, and Villa Master Ximen also agreed to live in Baiyun City."

Sikong Zhaixing was kind enough to tell Ximen Chuuxue the rumors in the Jianghu these two days. In fact, if he thinks about it carefully, he will definitely see the loopholes in this matter, because if it is really Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue who are fighting swords, the result will be like Ximen Chuuxue. What Chuuxue said at the beginning is that one person will definitely die. In the world of peerless swordsmen like them, if there is no loss, there is only death. Ye Gucheng lost but did not die. There must be something hidden in it.

But because this matter was shocking as soon as it was said, no one would think it too carefully. Ximen Chuuxue quickly grasped the point of this passage, and said inconceivably: "There is someone who is very good at swordsmanship!" It beat Ye Gucheng."

Only then did Sikong Zhaixing realize that something was wrong, he stroked his chin and asked, "Isn't the person who competed with Ye Gucheng the owner of Ximen?"

Ximen Chuuxue already knew what was going on, he just remembered that Lu Xiaofeng had said the word 'pretend' just now, and said coldly: "Someone must be pretending to be me, heh, how brave!"

Qin Ruan hid behind Hua Manlou, shivering with fright, but still couldn't escape the fate of falling off the horse.

When Sikong Zaixing heard it, it turned out that someone was pretending to be Ximen Chuuxue, and he said angrily: "That's too bad! Ye Gucheng's wedding party is already outside the village."

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't understand again, so he asked again: "What wedding party?"

Sikong Zhaixing blurted out: "Ah, the wedding party for marrying Ximen Zhuangzhu!"

? ? ? !

Ximen Chuuxue's face sank immediately, the crow's sheath sword in his hand made a faint sound, and the cold murderous aura instantly permeated the entire hillside.

Sikong Zhaixing swallowed his saliva, and was suppressed by the murderous aura suddenly emanating from the sword god. Time began to slow down, as if after a long time, he heard Ximen Chuixue grit his back molars and asked coldly: " ...Who will you marry?"

Sikong Zhaixing took a step back unconsciously, raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously to calm himself down, and explained: "There are rumors in the world that that night, the master of Ximen and the master of Yecheng fought to make love, and after returning to the city, the master of Ye Start preparing for the betrothal gift, and we will marry Master Ximen back to Baiyun City today."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of gongs and drums in the distance. The tune was played very festively, and it was clearly the tune for the groom to marry the bride.

"Did you say it was Lu Xiaofeng? Did you hear the voice? Didn't you say it? Lu Xiaofeng? Lu Xiaofeng?!"

As Sikong Zhaixing said, he went to look for Lu Xiaofeng, but saw that Lu Xiaofeng had sneaked away a long time ago. He was holding Xue Bing and ran to Wanmei Villa, but he was about to step into the villa when suddenly a wave of The very lingering murderous aura was overwhelmed, and the penetrating murderous aura descended from the sky, and slashed straight at his head!

The speed of this sharp blade was very, very fast, Lu Xiaofeng was shocked and turned pale, and immediately swept back three feet, the sharp crow scabbard sword just cut right next to his head, brushed his nose, and stuck in the ground at his feet inside.

There was a dazzling light shining on the blade, and it was chillingly cold.

The hairs all over Lu Xiaofeng's body stood on end, his legs gave way, and he took two steps back, sitting down on the ground, being pressed down by Xue Bing, he was so startled that he broke into a cold sweat.

Almost, just a little bit short, his head was cut off by the crow's sheath sword.

He slowly raised his hand to touch his nose, it was okay, it was still there, and wiped the cold sweat seeping from his forehead, Lu Xiaofeng turned around and found that Ximen Chuuxue was already standing behind him, looking down at him with a gloomy face, His eyes were as cold as ice, and he said in a deep voice: "Lu Xiaofeng, tell me again to the black scabbard sword, what rumors are you talking about?"

Ximen Chuuxue had already guessed why Sun Xiuqing left him.

He must have heard the rumors and thought he was a broken sleeve!

He is so straight that he can't be straighter!What kind of sleeve is broken!

Sikong Zhaixing was also taken aback by Ximen Chuixue's sudden throwing of the black sheath sword. He swallowed, and silently retreated behind Huamanlou, shoulder to shoulder with Qin Ruan, and whispered, "This is a bit lively, but it's true." You can’t make it up, it’s life-threatening if you don’t make it up, Lu Xiaoji, you are talking nonsense when you say you have nothing to do, you see that my life is almost gone now.”

Lu Xiaofeng was wronged to death!

He stared at the Wushen sword in front of him, wanting to cry but without tears: "Wiscao, Wushen, I'm more wronged than Dou E, it's going to snow this July!"

Hua ManLou hurriedly walked to the side of the furious XiMen Chuuxue, frowned slightly, and said, "Master XiMen, Hua can testify that these rumors definitely did not come from Lu XiaoFeng's mouth!"

Lu Xiaofeng's moved tears will be kept down, and at the critical moment, it's still time to fight for justice!

The sound of beating gongs and drums was getting closer and closer. Hua Manlou felt that this matter could not be misunderstood any longer, and that he had to come out and explain clearly. So he turned his head, stretched out his hand and gently held Qin Ruan's arm, very gently Said to her: "Ah Ruan, you know this matter the most. I think you should explain it to Master Ximen personally. Don't be afraid. As long as the misunderstanding is cleared up, Master Ximen will never kill innocent people indiscriminately."

What, he likes killing people the most!

Qin Ruan complained that when Sikong Zaixing said that Ye Gucheng came to Wanmei Villa to propose marriage just now, she silently took out the gossip tray in her arms. She remembered that she had already recorded Ye Gucheng's words at that time. Who knew Ximen Chuuxue threw the black sheath sword at Lu Xiaofeng's feet before she got it out.

Hearing what Hua Manlou said, Sikong Zhaixing recalled that outside the west city, Jin Jiuling mistook Qin Ruan for Ximen Chuuxue, and suddenly realized: "Qin Ruan! So you are the one pretending to be the owner of Ximen Zhuang!"

I wipe!Sikong Reaching for the Stars!

Qin Ruan knew that she couldn't hide it, so she could only say: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I'm frank, I can't do it."

Only then did Ximen Chuuxue turn his attention to this strangely dressed little girl. He stared straight at Qin Ruan with a knife-like gaze. Just as Qin Ruan found out the recording and wanted to click it, Sikong Zaixing patted it with his paw. On her shoulder, he said angrily: "What time are you still thinking about live broadcasting!"

Qin Ruan, who was extremely guilty, trembled when Ximen Chuixue stared at her, but was suddenly slapped by Sikong Zaixing, and her hand slipped, and the round gossip plate fell to the ground, spinning like a wheel. It turned and rolled forward until it reached Ximen Chuuxue's feet, and then there was a bang, and the screen stopped facing down.

Who knew that as soon as the gossip plate stopped, a voice came from inside: "Axue, from now on, my city will be your city, my sword will be your sword, and my people will be your people. Axue, from now on, my city will be your city, my sword will be your sword, and my people will be your people. Axue..."

None of the four people present made a sound, they just quietly waited for Qin Ruan to explain clearly, so they were very quiet, and the voices from the quiet gossip board could be heard clearly.

A very magnetic male voice spoke on the screen, and the sentence he said was played in a loop.

Axue, Axue, Axue...

Ximen Chuuxue is not feeling well.

He was furious, picked up the black sheath sword in his hand, and was about to split the gossip plate on the ground with a single strike. It was too late, how could Qin Ruan let him smash his eating guy, subconsciously He pulled out the bamboo stick at his waist and waved it lightly, only hearing a 'dong', he blocked Ximen Chuuxue's lightning strike.

Ximen Chuuxue had never met an opponent who struck so fast in his life. He was very angry at first, but after the sword strike just now, he suddenly felt his heart agitated, and the crow's sheath sword in his hand faintly whistled.

That is the feeling that only a true peerless swordsman will have when he finds an opponent who is equal to him.

A strange light suddenly flashed in Ximen Chuuxue's cold eyes, and he asked, "Do you use a sword?"

here we go again!here we go again!

Ye Gucheng's eyes were shining like this back then, Qin Ruan didn't want to compete with Ximen Chuuxue anymore, even if he was killed!

She suddenly threw the bamboo stick in her hand to the ground, opened her big innocent eyes, and said with a bit of choking and aggrieved: "Ximen Chuuxue, I actually like you so much that I pretend to be you because I like you. You must not Draw your sword on a girl who likes you!"

? ? ? !

This painting style has become a little fast.

Ximen Chuuxue was taken aback, there are a lot of girls who like him recently.

Sure enough, once he heard that Qin Ruan liked him, he couldn't bear to do anything.

Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded, what's going on!

Ximen Chuuxue, don't put too much emphasis on sex and despise friends, you almost killed me with a sword just now, why did you soften your heart when you found the real culprit, and you didn't draw your sword! ! !

Just when Lu Xiaofeng was complaining crazily, a yellow chrysanthemum petal suddenly floated from the sky and landed on his face, he was stunned for a moment, then another two, three, four colorful petals fell from the sky Come, fall on the shoulders of a few people, on top of their heads.

It was like a sudden rain of petals.

The wind blew across the hillside, and everyone suddenly smelled a very strange fragrance of flowers. In fact, they were standing among the flowers, but this was the first time they had smelled such a strange fragrance of flowers, and it was also the first time they had seen such a strange rain of flower petals.

Then I saw dozens of girls with black hair hanging shoulders and white clothes like snow walking down the hillside. Each of them was holding a basket of petals in their hands. It was blown and floated into the air, and then fell to the ground one by one from the high sky.

For a while, the entire hillside was covered by such a rain of petals. The petals fell to the ground, and from the hillside to the front of Wanmei Villa, it was spread into a colorful tapestry with incomparable fragrance.

There is a person, stepping on the petals of flowers, walking slowly from the rain of petals.

He is also wearing clothes as white as snow, but there are beautiful patterns embroidered around the hem of the clothes. His hair is black, but he wears a beaded crown of sandalwood incense seat. His appearance is dignified and beautiful, and his eyes are also very bright. The whole body exudes a dazzling brilliance, just like a flying fairy from the sky descending to the world.

It's too cold to be high, and you're free among the clouds.

The person who came came from the west with that sword, flying immortals from the sky.

Qin Ruan was shocked, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab Sikong Zhaixing, let him stand with Huamanlou, buried her petite body behind Huamanlou and Sikong Zhaixing, and prevented Ye Gucheng from seeing her.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were fixed on the approaching Ye Gucheng, a pink petal landed on his shoulder in a white dress, which looked extraordinarily eye-catching. As soon as the two of them met, they suddenly had a feeling of sympathy for each other .

Ye Gucheng stopped a foot in front of Ximen Chuuxue, his star-like eyes looked at Ximen Chuuxue, the two looked at each other for a moment, Ye Gucheng suddenly took out a bouquet of flowers from behind, but they were still sitting on the ground Lu Xiaofeng said, "You're here too."

Lu Xiaofeng swallowed and said, "I shouldn't have come."

Ye Gucheng's cold star-like eyes showed a bit of a smile, and asked again: "Is Miss Ximen there? I have brought the dowry. Is she ready to be my wife of the castellan?"

Ximen Fuxue: ...

Fuck you Simon girl!

With a flash of sword light, the bouquet of flowers in Ye Gucheng's hand was chopped into thousands of pieces, scattered all over the ground, and then the sword light slashed towards Ye Gucheng, and the sharp sword energy cut off Ye Gucheng's body. A few beads on the beaded crown on Gucheng's head.

Ye Gucheng's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly felt that when the young man in front of him swung out the sword, the speed was so fast that it would move ghosts and gods!

Only Ximen Chuuxue said in a deep voice, "Draw your sword!"

Seeing that they were going to fight again, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but interjected, "Can we save Xue Bing first?"