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

Something is turning, as if after the vicissitudes of life, the world has collapsed, leaving only a deep dizziness and an indescribable dullness.

A pair of broad and strong hands held Xin Yi's wrist.His back was against his broad chest.

Xin Yi heard the rapid heartbeat, and he smiled slightly.It was like a leaf falling on a calm lake, causing ripples.

"Ximen Chuuxue?" Xin Yi's voice was fluttering, he leaned back a little, his head tilted slightly, "Are you Ximen Chuuxue?"

Xin Yi didn't hear the answer, but felt dizzy, and returned to the tiled roof.

A pair of slender white hands picked up the tiles on the roof, Xin Yi shook his hands and said to Ximen Chuuxue: "Here, here you are, this is a good thing, I don't give it to ordinary people."

Xin Yi still didn't hear the answer, but he hurriedly stuffed two thick tiles into Ximen Chuuxue's arms.

He patted Ximen Chuuxue's chest very satisfied.

"Look, how good I am to you, here is the best energy."

After saying this, Xin Yi suddenly fell silent, he closed his eyes, and tilted his head slightly.When it fell, Ximen Chuuxue's shoulders pressed against Xin Yi's head.

Ximen Chuuxue's gaze fell on Xin Yi's wrist, which was very thin and white, and seemed to break with a little force.

"Xin Yi." Ximen Chuuxue called softly.

No one answered, only the deepening night.

Ximen Chuixue hugged Xin Yi's shoulders, making the black head more comfortable to lean on.He holds a small wine jar in his left hand, and his eyes are looking at the moon in the sky.

"There are many things I don't understand, but there are only two things I know. I know that I want to pursue the ultimate in swordsmanship all my life, and I also know that you like me, but I also know that this is just your illusion."

"I regard you as an opponent and a confidant. You are the only one. It makes me feel that there is finally an opponent and someone who understands me. I feel this way, and you also have this feeling."

The silent night is not cold, but like a warm fire in the cold winter.

Ximen Chuuxue raised his head and took a big sip of wine. Tonight was the time he talked the most, but the only person who could hear him had tilted his head and fell asleep.

Suddenly, a heavy voice broke the silence of the night.

"Master Ximen? Mr. Xin?"

Ximen Chuuxue followed the sound and saw Qiao Feng and his girl Ah Zhu standing on the ground.

Ximen Chuuxue took a deep look at A'Zhu, responded casually, and left with Xin Yi in his arms.

A'Zhu said: "I always feel that Ximen Chuuxue doesn't like me."

Qiao Feng said: "These two are gentlemen, you can relax. If he really doesn't like you, I can protect you."

Late at night seemed to be a good time to lie to the dog, Qiao Feng happily dragged A'Zhu away, and Ximen Chuuxue also sent Xin Yi back to the room.

The flickering candles were orange-red.

The candlelight was clearly attractive, but when it fell on the faces of Xin Yi and Ximen Chuuxue, it became the most ordinary thing, because these two faces were more attractive than gold and silver.

The sky is getting brighter, and the bed has become warmer.

Xin Yi, who was a little dizzy, finally opened his eyes.

Eyelashes trembled slightly, Xin Yi sat up covering his head, he wanted to get out of bed to find some water to drink, but when he turned his head, he saw Ximen Chuuxue sitting on the bedside.

"Wow." Xin Yi said in surprise, "Ximen Chuuxue?!"

Xin Yi suddenly lifted the quilt and looked down.

The cyan clothes were a bit messy, but they were completely worn on her body.

Xin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, finally Ximen Chuuxue didn't regard him as Xin He and did something irreversible.

"Why are you here?" Xin Yi asked.

Ximen Chuuxue's expression became very strange, he raised his right hand coldly.

Xin Yi also raised his right hand, and he saw that his right hand was tightly holding Ximen Chuuxue's white sleeve.

Xin Yi: ...

What should you do if you encounter an embarrassing thing?Either ignore him, or make the other party more embarrassed.And Xin Yi happened to choose the latter.

Xin Yi said, "Your neckline is open."

Xin Yi pointed at Ximen Chuuxue's wide-open neckline in surprise, he didn't expect the sword god to have such menglang moments.

"I want to change clothes." Xin Yi pointed to the door again, and said to Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue walked out quickly.

Xin Yi shook his head, and drove away the increasingly dark face of Ximen Chuuxue in his mind.

He quickly changed his clothes, opened the door and went out after washing.

The sun is already high, and lo and behold it is noon.

At this time, it seems that it is not very kind to ask people to prepare some breakfast.

Xin Yi is a very considerate person, of course he will not trouble others, but go to the kitchen to find more delicious food by himself.

The beggar's kitchen is very large, and there is a big table for many people to eat.

Xin Yi walked in, the chef and the little cook hurriedly put down their work, and greeted Xin Yi with a big gift.

"Mr. Xin, do you want to try our new dishes?" The chef hurriedly brought a bowl of dishes.

Xin Yi waved his hand and pushed it away. He had his hands behind his back, and his face was also very cold, and even the words he said were a little profound.

"Fired, rice, oil, salt is the way, and practicing martial arts is also the way. Today I will come to see the way in the kitchen. Just pretend you haven't seen me."

Hearing these words, the chef was stunned for a while. He put down the new dishes he was carrying, rubbed his hands with a scarf, and said excitedly: "As expected of a great master, even what you say casually makes sense. Mr. Xin Take it easy and call me if you need anything."

Xin Yi nodded calmly.

With his hands behind his back, he calmly found something he liked in the kitchen.

The cucumber is a little wilted, and the stir-fry is a bit undercooked.

Hey, there is actually a plate of hawthorn cake here.

Xin Yi gave a fake cough, pointed at the hawthorn cake and said, "This cake is transparent and dark red in color, which suddenly made me feel more enlightened."

Although the chef is busy cooking, he has been paying attention to Xin Yi.Hearing Xin Yi's words, he hurriedly put down the work in his hands, "Mr. Xin, do you want to take it back and take a closer look?"

Xin Yi nodded reservedly, and said, "This thing is destined for me."

The chef respectfully sent away the magnolia magnolia that had a relationship with hawthorn cake.

The young cook next to him came over, "The owner of Ximen is really amazing, he actually knew that Mr. Xin would come to the kitchen to have a look. It's just that this hawthorn cake is really as miraculous as Mr. Xin said? He can realize the supreme kendo."

The chef said with a stern face: "This is beyond your control, be careful not to lose the head on your neck."

Although the chef said so, he was also regretting in his heart, why didn't he take a piece of hawthorn cake when no one was around, and take a closer look at the tricks.

After all, this is something sent by the sword god, and the grand master immediately called it destined after seeing it.

"Oh." The chef sighed.

On the other side, Xin Yi took the hawthorn cake and went into the room.

After he finished eating, he went out of the room again.

"Young Master Xin!"

A gentle shout came from the side, and Xin Yi turned around to see A'Zhu looking at him.

A'Zhu trotted over and handed over a stack of papers.

A'Zhu said: "Brother Qiao asked me to give it to you. This mentality is not the mentality of the beggar gang, but it is also a top-notch mentality. You can feel at ease and understand it. I hope it can help you."

The girl in pink was very gentle, but Xin Yi saw a man in white at the next glance.

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly appeared behind Arjuna.

"I need you for something." Ximen Chuuxue said lightly.

"In that case, I'll go ahead." A'Zhu stuffed the idea into Xin Yi's arms and left.

After a while, she looked back and saw Ximen Chuuxue holding Xin Yi's wrist.

"Their relationship is really good." A'Zhu muttered, and went to find her brother Qiao.

And Xin Yi was talking to Ximen Chuuxue.

Xin Yi asked, "But what's the matter?"

"Eat." Ximen Chuixue said coldly.

That was something that couldn't be delayed. Although Xin Yi ate some pastries, he was still a little hungry.

Xin Yi followed Ximen Chuixue to his room. He thought he would see the undercooked cooking that he had seen in the kitchen.But I didn't expect to see a good-looking meal.

Xin Yi said in surprise: "You still have the time to go outside and get food?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded.

Xin Yi sat down skillfully, "The food in the Beggar Clan was just beginning to taste, but after eating for five or six days, I lost interest."

He also wanted Zhang Wuji to bring some food over today, but he didn't expect Ximen Chuuxue to move faster than him.

Xin Yi suddenly thought of the plate of hawthorn cake in the kitchen that tasted similar to the one made by the old housekeeper.

"You put the hawthorn cake?"

Xin Yi said very firmly.

Ximen Chuuxue also answered simply: "Yes."

Xin Yi's eyes lit up instantly, as if a ray of light flashed across: "Is there going to be another dish today?"

"There will be at night." Ximen Chuixue said, "Don't eat too much."

Ximen Chuuxue is not only a sword god, but also a doctor with reasonable medical skills.

You have to pinch your nose to admit what the doctor said.

I just don't know if this hawthorn cake is available today or every day.

"Don't drink in the future." Ximen Chuuxue said suddenly.

"Why?"

"Drinking hurts your body."

"That's the reason." Xin Yi said with a smile: "I don't like to drink, but I talked to you last night so vigorously that I couldn't help but drink an extra glass."

This is not a question of a cup, Xin Yi also knows that he did drink a little too much last night.He was not a very good drinker, even when he became Xin He, the white jade wine bottle was filled with wine and water.

Xin Yi stopped talking and concentrated on eating.

I always feel that if we continue to talk about it, Ximen Chuuxue's fair face will also turn into Master Bao's appearance.

After eating and drinking enough, the two happily ran out to bask in the sun.

Xin Yi took out two reclining chairs from his carry-on backpack.

"It's a comfortable life." Xin Yi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

It's as if the wanderer returned home and had a good meal, and the birds finally waited for the warm spring. This is a very reassuring feeling.

Ximen Chuixue said: "You will have a more comfortable time."