Pick up trash and be a good person in the world of martial arts

Xin Yi felt that if he continued to listen like this, Zhang Wuji might say something astonishing again, so he cut off the contact decisively.Lie flatteredly on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, the sky was bright.

Xin Yi got up, had breakfast, and drank a pot of fine wine prepared by the butler.

Xin Yi, who was shaking the wine bottle, lamented the bitterness of not having an omnipotent housekeeper. It was not until he met Ximen Chuuxue that Xin Yi returned to his unscrupulous sword demon appearance.

"The owner of the villa is the most sincere person with swords I have ever met."

The bright red plum blossoms grow on the branches, and Xin Yi in red stands under the tree. He smiles, more aloof than the plum blossoms, and more mysterious than the night.

Ximen Chuuxue seemed to see a red sun coming towards him.

He said: "Xin Yi is more sincere than me in the sword and in the heart."

Xin Yi should have laughed, and he did, but he is the sword demon Xin Ji now, and Xin Yi shouldn't have laughed, and he should even put on a look of displeasure.So, by the end, his happy smile turned into a mocking one.

Xin Yi stabbed: "He is not worthy of swordsmanship."

As soon as he said this, Xin Yi saw Ximen Chuuxue's face darken.

"He is a master of swordsmanship."

"I'm also a master of swordsmanship, why don't we make a bet."

Xin Yi raised his chin and stared at Ximen Chuuxue indifferently, "If you can beat me, I will recognize him as the most sincere person. If you lose, you can copy your martial arts cheats for me every day."

Thinking about it this way, within a hundred days, Xin Yi would be able to collect enough energy.

"it is good."

Ximen Chuuxue only said one word, but Xin Yi had more than one question.

"I'm curious, who is he to you? You should know that I am a sword demon, a sword demon who can kill people, but you can't win, and you may lose your life."

Xin Yi leaned against the tree trunk, squinting at Ximen Chuuxue, the man still didn't speak, but Xin Yi understood what he meant.

A lonely and lonely sword god has a worrisome opponent.

What happened next seemed to be a matter of course.

Xin Yi knew that this sword god really regarded him as his best friend, and he would always regard Ximen Chuuxue as his best friend.

The plane merchant has many merchant friends and customer friends, but only one friend named Ximen Chuuxue.

"Go ahead."

Xin Yi's voice seemed to soften.He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw Ximen Chuuxue swinging his sword in the air.

'Succubus Eyes' is really impressive!

Xin Yi sighed.He sat on a stone bench beside him, put the hawthorn cake he found from the dining table into his backpack, and took out plate after plate of food from the backpack.

Xin Yi leaned on his chin, knocked on the melon seeds, and looked at Ximen Chuuxue who was wielding a sword solemnly.

The sound of 'clicking' can be heard endlessly.

"A little to the right." Xin Yi took a sip of tea while taking advantage of the gap: "It's too close, I can't see clearly."

The eyes of the succubus made Ximen Chuuxue move a few steps to the right.

For a while.

Xin Yi finished eating a pack of melon seeds, and while Ximen Chuuxue stopped, he closed the eyes of the succubus in an instant, and put the sword on Ximen Chuuxue's neck quickly and steadily.

"You lost." Xin Yi said coldly.

The summer wind blew, and Xin Yi's red clothes swayed, and a delicate plum blossom fell on the back of his hand, which was whiter than snow, as if the pure white snow suddenly had a bright red.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes fell on Xin Yi's face, and then on his hands.

"I lost."

This is said more quietly than ever, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Xin Yi put away the sword and returned it to its sheath.

With his back to Ximen Chuuxue, he said as he walked, "The owner, don't forget what you promised."

Ximen Chuuxue is the most trustworthy person.

Every day after that, Xin Yi always received a stack of papers from the old housekeeper.

The paper was wrapped tightly in cloth.

The old housekeeper said: "Young Master Xin, I was not curious about what the cloth was pretending to be, until the owner asked me to give it away for five days, and you were happy for five days."

Xin Yi said flatly: "Mr. Butler, you can ask Ximen Chuuxue."

The old housekeeper sighed: "No one knows better than me how stubborn the owner is. If he doesn't want to say something, even if he breaks his hand, he won't say it."

Xin Yi knew this matter as well as the old housekeeper, after all, he had been chased and discussed by Ximen Chuuxue.

"You shouldn't know what this is."

Xin Yi is a person who respects the elderly, but Xin or not.

In the eyes of the sword demon, everyone is the same, only the brother who hates is different from everyone else.Therefore, what Xin Yi said was not polite.

Mr. Housekeeper didn't mind, because he was faced with an annoying face.

"I might have guessed what it was."

The old housekeeper's expression became suddenly enlightened, he not only gave this thing every day, he also sent a plate of hawthorn cakes to the owner every day, even if he gave it to Mr. Xin, he didn't give it so diligently.

He glanced at Xin Yi knowingly, and then at the tightly packed things.

He had seen something like this, sometimes it was like a thick letter, sometimes it was like a sour poem.

The old butler also received this kind of thing, but it was given by a girl when he was young.

"Sin!"

The old housekeeper yelled, he thought of Xin Yi, then of Xin He in front of him, and even more of the three-month belly.

"Damn it!"

The old butler walked away unsteadily.

Xin Yi: ...

Things were changing so fast, he was a little unclear if the old housekeeper had fallen ill?

However, now is not the time to think about these things, Xin Yi gleefully stuffed the paper with martial arts secrets into the system.

System: "Start uploading, the upload is successful, and ten points of energy will arrive in the account."

Xin Yi laughed again, he suddenly didn't want to go out to find any martial arts secrets, so he stayed quietly at Ximen Chuuxue for three months, and became the first plane businessman to open a shop in the source world.

He also didn't feel that the martial arts world was a bigger pit than the main system, he simply fell in love with the martial arts world.

"Go, go and thank Ximen Chuuxue."

Xin Yi went to Ximen Chuuxue with his small things in his pocket.

During these five days, Xin Yi would go to Ximen Chuuxue every day, say some specious things, and give some inconspicuous little things, in order to repay the favor of ten energy.

He can take a lot of things for nothing, but he won't take things from his friends for nothing.

Therefore, Xin Yi always feels that he is the best friend in the whole world. If anyone becomes friends with him, he will have the greatest blessing.

This time, Xin Yi found him in Ximen Chuuxue's room.

Xin Yi opened the door, and what he saw was Ximen Chuuxue wiping his sword.

The silvery white sword light was more bitter than the cold wind.

Xin Yi said mysteriously: "Swords support people, and people support swords."

The hand wiping the sword stopped, and Ximen Chuuxue looked at Xin Yi suddenly.

A gust of wind suddenly came in through the open door, blowing the orange-red candle flame.

"You know what you're talking about?" Ximen Chuuxue said lightly.

Xin Yi: "The landlord knows better than me."

Ximen Chuuxue put his sword back into its sheath, and stared at Xin Yi with a pair of indifferent eyes.But his hands were not indifferent, and he poured Xin Yi a cup of tea.

Xin Yi sat down.

"I know what you're going to say, and I want to hear it too."

During these five days, Ximen Chuuxue listened to a lot of Xin Yi's words.

After Xin Yi received the martial arts cheats, he always brought a small thing to Ximen Chuuxue and said something specious, and Ximen Chuuxue felt more enlightened after listening to it.

Xin Yi said calmly: "When the candle lights move, it means the owner's heart moves."

The wind in the night was still a bit cool, so Xin Yi acted cleverly. He quickly pointed to the orange-red candle and said, "Why is the owner's heart moving?"

Xin Yi didn't drink the tea that Ximen Chuuxue poured, but took a sip of fine wine.He jumped up and straddled the window sill.

The beauty under the moon took several sips of wine, and he smiled heartily.

"Your heart is not quiet, as long as you are sincere to the sword, your heart will not be quiet."

During these days, Xin Yi asked his businessman friend who practiced swords, and the friend said a word to him, asking him to tell Ximen Chuuxue.

"A sword is just a sword, and a person is still a person. When your heart calms down one day, you will have a sword instead of a sword."

Xin Yi had never said anything more awkward than this, but Ximen Chuuxue listened seriously.

Xin Yi saw that Ximen Chuuxue closed his eyes, and the soft moonlight shone on him, as if a sharp sword had become the softest candy.

It's a pity that Xin Yi doesn't like sweets, otherwise his eyes might not be able to do without the current Ximen Chuuxue.

After a while, Ximen Chuuxue finally opened his eyes.

Xin Yi raised his hand and threw the thing in his hand to Ximen Chuuxue.

He took another sip of his wine and said, "Send your stuff."

This is a stone, a stone given by Xin Yi's friend to the juniors of Kendo.

And this kendo junior hid the stone without saying a word.

"You don't ask what it is." Xin Yi laughed.

"This is what you gave me."

"What if it hurts you?"

"You won't harm me." Ximen Chuuxue said with certainty, and his thoughts were also firm.Although the sword demon in front of him is a Jianghu man with no rules, a younger brother who hates his elder brother, but he is also a "Xiamen".

There are very few people in this world who can be called heroes, Xin Yi is one, and Xin Yu is also one.

Ximen Chuuxue had never seen such a good businessman, nor had he seen such a duplicity sword demon.

"I know you won't hurt me, and I won't hurt you."

There was warmth in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

There was confusion in Xin Yi's eyes.

He suddenly remembered what Zhang Wuji had said to him a while ago.

'Boss Xin, be careful!I'm afraid Ximen Chuuxue has other thoughts! '

Xin Yi rubbed his chin, thinking about Ximen Chuuxue who chased him and asked him what he likes to eat several times, thinking about a plate of hawthorn cakes every day, and even more thinking about Ximen Chuuxue who said "I believe in you" every day.

He suddenly had an immature idea.

All I could hear was Ximen Chuuxue speaking.

"Some pastries, please."

Xin Yi was stunned, he was like a watermelon that was suddenly smashed by a stick, something suddenly pierced a layer of membrane, let him know something clearly.

original……

turn out to be!Ximen Chuuxue actually likes him? !

No!Ximen Fuxue actually likes Xin Ru!

so!Some time ago, Ximen Chuuxue blocked him from competing with the system-controlled Xin or because Ximen Chuuxue liked Xin or? !

Xin Yi felt that he knew some news that could easily be silenced by the Sword God.

It turned out that the old housekeeper's sin meant this.

It turned out that he was the last person to know about it.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-1119:08:33~2020-04-1222:06:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 07:301;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Yamato is not stable, 07:301;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Lin Yishan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!