How to Become a White Moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

The situation in the world came out of my generation, just like the rivers and lakes.

In the chatting and laughing of Emperor Tubaye, it is a drunken life.

Wu Feitu left, the stars moved, and it was 15 years in the blink of an eye.

The spring is cold and cold, but the purple bamboo forest is already lush and green. It is the time when the moonlight is gradually fading and the east is slowly revealing the white belly.

Two figures, one black and one white, faced each other silently.

Suddenly, a drop of dew fell along the green and delicate bamboo leaves.

At the same time, the sword light in the white-clothed youth's hand flourished, spread out like a brocade, and stabbed straight at the opponent.

This is the simplest one-stroke sword style, but it is also the most amazing one-stroke sword style.

It is said to be simple because the target of the striker is clear, and the sword's edge is pointed directly at the enemy's head, smoothly and steadily, without any tricks, without even a little extra movement.The reason for saying amazing is that the dark and clumsy sword actually glowed with dazzling light at this moment, like a cold and bright moonlight, extremely sharp and unavoidable.

Any move, as long as someone has been practicing it for 20 years from the age of five to 15 years old, swinging the sword at least a thousand times a day, will become the most killing move.

Having said that, in this world, is there anything more nimble and swift than moonlight?

Yue Lifeng practiced martial arts at the age of seven, and has been practicing martial arts for more than [-] years. His swordsmanship has its own unique features.Therefore, before this, he never thought that someone's sword could be faster than his own, and it was so fast that it made one's heart tremble.

For a moment, Yue Lifeng's heart was disturbed.

From this moment on, the outcome is decided.

The young man dressed in snow-white clothes had cold eyebrows and cold eyes, his expression did not fluctuate, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with the cold long sword in his hand, coming inadvertently and floating.

When the blades meet, there is a crisp sound like metal and stone hitting each other, and there is a faint buzzing, as if the long sword has come to life, clamoring to drink blood.

Until the sharp point of the sword touched his throat, Yue Lifeng was still immersed in a dream-like illusion, and he lowered his head in disbelief, "Some people say that your green is better than blue, and your sword skills have surpassed Guan Bo and Guan Ye, I still don't believe it... "

The young man is tall and tall, with a face in the mottled brilliance, he is so handsome that he is not like a real person, and his demeanor is as pure as ice and snow, "last words."

Yue Lifeng suddenly felt humiliated, his expression struggled and changed several times, and finally he sighed and shook his head helplessly.It's not that he didn't, but he knew that even if he said it, the young man would not agree.

A sword seals the throat.

Guan Muxue took out a plain handkerchief, wiped the sword carefully, then covered Yue Lifeng's face, turned and left.

At this moment, the city looked like another scene, with smoke curling up from the kitchen, voices of people buzzing, noisy, full of the atmosphere of the city.

Guan Muxue chose a deserted path and came to the largest restaurant in the city. She took a closer look and found that the word "Guan" was indeed embroidered with red thread in the lower right corner of the wine flag.

Over the years, Baitan's business has grown bigger and bigger. Restaurants, tea shops, drugstores and bookstores have spread across dozens of cities, large and small. The banner of "Mrs. Xue" will be sold out within three days.

Thanks to Bai Tan's management, he has been planning every step of the way for many years, carefully calculating, and I don't know how much painstaking effort has been put into it, so that he can save the defeat with his own efforts. Not only did he double pay off the debt owed by Hexian Villa, but he also earned a huge sum of money. No matter where Guan Muxue goes, even if she doesn't carry a penny with her, she will never go hungry or cold.

Although with Guan Muxue's current ability and status in the world, many people want to flatter him.

Before entering the door, the young shopkeeper behind the counter had already noticed Guan Muxue's figure, examined it carefully for a moment, and immediately said pleasantly, "Young Master! Why are you here?" He ran over and greeted him enthusiastically, " Come in, come in, come in."

Guan Muxue turned her head sideways, glanced at the shopkeeper, "Guan..."

"... 59, the smaller one is Guan 59." The shopkeeper said with a smile, and explained: "The villain entered the villa late, and the master of the young villa was practicing sword all day at that time, so he probably didn't pay attention to us and said Wake up, the villain even delivered something to your yard."

After getting rid of poverty and becoming rich, Hexian Villa has adopted many orphans with good qualifications, talents in business or martial arts. The name Baitan is useless. After three days and three nights, he didn't hold back any good names. Everyone just came first, first served and numbered. distinguished.

Bai Tan forcibly defended himself, saying that he wanted to wait until the children could learn some words, and then choose their own names, which would be more satisfactory (smiling obediently).

For so many years, Guan Muxue has been obsessed with it. Many habits are similar to those of white sandalwood. She especially likes to be clean. After each murder, she tries to bathe and change clothes as much as possible to avoid the smell of blood—white sandalwood doesn't like this smell.

Guan Muxue took a rest in the restaurant, and then began to meditate to heal her injuries.

It has been more than six months since he traveled this time. He first went to Shanxi to visit a reclusive swordsman, and packed up many small children along the way. Later, he happened to meet several hall masters of the Holy Heaven Sect. After a fierce fight, both sides suffered losses. , After finally being raised well, they met again on a narrow road and challenged Yue Lifeng with his sword.

Although Guan Muxue won this battle, her internal strength was damaged, if she went back to the villa rashly and was spotted by Bai Tan, she would have to chatter a few more days, and find some novelties as a way of paying her respects .

For a swordsman, vision and heart are also irreplaceably important, and near Mount Hua, the folk customs are simple and the scenery is excellent, and a few days of entertainment are enough.

Unexpectedly, this visit led to an old story.

It was also a coincidence that Guan Muxue was climbing the Range Rover this day, passing by an intersection at the foot of the mountain, and saw a tea shed, which was considered clean, so she sat down to rest.

Diagonally behind, three or four middle-aged men who were also dressed as warriors were drinking tea and chatting. The topic somehow got brought up to the martial arts conference 15 years ago, and then they talked about Mrs. Xue with great interest.

One of the square-faced men was intoxicated and said: "Why don't you say that it's good luck for you brother? Back then, I was lucky enough to participate in the martial arts conference with the master uncle. I saw so many heroes, green forest heroes, and female heroes from various sects. Tsk tsk , They are really beauties, one is more beautiful than the other, especially Mrs. Xue, you don't know how beautiful her face is..."

The thin man gave a perfunctory smile and said disapprovingly, "Everyone is human, with one nose and two eyes, how beautiful can it be?"

The square-faced man took a sip of his tea, thought about it, and described it nondescriptly: "I'm so beautiful that I want to drink and quit drinking, love her and kill her, anyway, she's beautiful."

The skinny man curled his lips: "The number one beauty in martial arts, in my opinion, is probably an exaggeration, not worthy of the name."

The bearded man smiled kindly, "Okay, Hou Er, don't let us praise the beauty of other women just because your own wife is pretty, Mrs. Xue's title as the number one beauty is recognized by everyone, there is nothing wrong with it Otherwise, why did the leader of the Demon Sect go to Hexian Villa again and again to propose marriage? Just because of this, many sects hated He Lianyu to the bone. Back then, when the martial arts conference just ended, the threshold of Hexian Villa was almost covered with snow Madame’s admirers are flat, that is, it’s been a long time now, and Madam Xue has always lived in seclusion, covering her face with white gauze all day long, so the rumors faded away. Counting it, it seems that Madam Xue showed her face only once.”

The current leader of the Devil's Cult is none other than He Lianyu, who succeeded to the throne five years ago. Since then, the Devil's Cult has become even more arrogant.

The skinny man said: "If she is really as beautiful as the rumors say, she can be seductive just by looking at her. Doesn't anyone try to get a glimpse of her beauty? As far as I know, Mrs. Xue doesn't know martial arts."

The square-faced man snorted contemptuously, "It's because you are ignorant. Do you mean that no one wants to peek at the beauty's true face? Then you are very wrong. It's not that they don't want to, but they dare not..."

"Don't dare to offend Hexian Villa?"

"I dare not be rude to the beauty, and make Mrs. Xue cry."

"..."

Having said that, the skinny man was a little skeptical, "Then Madam Xue really has the appearance of a celestial being?" He couldn't help but feel itchy in his heart, and after thinking about it for a moment, he said discouragedly: "Forget it! Even if Madam Xue was really beautiful when she was young, now It has been 15 years, and I think I am a middle-aged woman, can I compare to a girl who is as delicate as a flower bone?"

The bearded man: "That's not bad. At the martial arts conference, Madam Xue was about 35 years old, and now she is [-] to [-]. The beauty is late, so she must not be as beautiful as before. It is no wonder that three years ago, Yuan Caiwei of the Qingcheng School was able to Suppress criticism and become the first woman to win the title of 'No. [-] Beauty' after Mrs. Xue."

The square-faced man was very upset when he heard the words, and poured tea instead of wine.

After resting, the three of them continued walking along the mountain road. After walking about a hundred steps, they saw a man in snow clothes standing in the middle of the road holding a sword, just blocking the three of them.

After cleaning up the three ignorant and frivolous people, Guan Muxue still looked spotless, and walked into the city at a leisurely pace, thinking about the conversation she had just heard while walking.

At the martial arts conference back then, He Lianyu, the father-killing enemy, suddenly appeared and uttered disrespect to Bai Tan. Even though Guan Muxue wanted to protect her, she was defeated at a young age, and soon passed out. At that time, everyone present saw Bai Tan's true face, except Guan Muxue who had no chance to see it.

Guan Muxue didn't know how Bai Tan was so disrespectful, but he clearly felt that after this incident, everyone's attitude towards Bai Tan had undergone an earth-shaking change.

Xun Xiangmo stopped talking to Bai Tan, and obeyed everything he said.

Zhang Sheng and others blushed when they mentioned Baitan, and if they met in the village, they would stammer and couldn't speak clearly.

Those old, treacherous and cunning merchants in Gusu City rushed to do business with Bai Tan, and they were willing to pay any money.

The most irritating thing is the Holy Heaven Sect. Throughout the year, every year and festivals, there will always be several large carts of generous gifts.

Moreover, everyone was asking about the same thing either explicitly or secretly—when is Mrs. Xue planning to remarry?

Because Bai Tan refused to eat hard and soft, and never let go, some people made their minds on Guan Muxue, the "stepson", and carefully curry favor with him.

Guan Muxue: ...

The night was quiet and chilly, but Guan Muxue was only wearing a soft and comfortable silk dress, walking in the bluestone alley without changing her face, there was no sound of footsteps, and the dust did not move.

In the restaurant, Guan 59, who had been stretching his neck to look around, came all the way to greet him, "It's not good, young master, the leader of the Demon Cult is going to our villa to propose marriage again!"

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Guan Muxue: There are always people who want to be my cheap stepfather. Let me tell you, don't think about it.

Seeing that everyone has been asking when to change men's clothing, it is estimated that there will be a few more chapters.