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

A gentle and amiable old housekeeper was patting the shoulder of a handsome man who was eating a pastry.

The old housekeeper said: "You just need to relax, everything is up to me."

Xin Yi: ...

Mr. Steward can indeed solve many things, but he can't solve what Xin Yi wants now.

Xin Yi squinted, touched his chin, and fell into deep thought.

for a long time.

Xin Yi said: "I want to resolve this misunderstanding."

Xin Yi shivered. He thought of Ximen Chuuxue, who was as gentle as water, and it was more troublesome than eating pastries.

He is willing to do dangerous things, difficult things, but he does not want to do troublesome things.

'Crack' is the sound of the wooden door opening.

Xin Yi pulled Ximen Chuuxue in like lightning, he quickly closed the door, and pressed Ximen Chuuxue on the stool.

"All three are here, we should clarify something."

This sound is scarier than lightning, like a stuffed bamboo that only explodes at noon.

However, Xin Yi's actions are even more scary, because he and Ximen Chuuxue are very close.Even if it's just that Xin Yi got a little closer in order to stare at Ximen Chuuxue viciously.

But Xin Yi saw that Ximen Chuuxue's ears were dyed a little red.

This is a very pleasing light red color, brighter than the plum blossoms in the snow-capped mountains, and greener than the pines and cypresses in winter.

Xin Yi also softened, after all, he was just Ximen Chuuxue who couldn't love her.

"Xin and I are two people."

Xin Yi's eyes are bright and clear. They are eyes that can drown people, and they are also magical eyes.

Ximen Chuixue said: "I know very well."

Both pairs of eyes stared at each other sincerely.

But after a while, there was another pair of eyes that had experienced vicissitudes of life.

The owner of these eyes said: "Don't worry, I have already made it clear to the owner."

Do not!

You two are not saying the same thing.

Xin Yi knew one thing very clearly.

The best solution is to let him say it outright. He doesn't believe that if he does this, there will be any misunderstanding.

Xin Yi sat down calmly, took a sip of tea calmly, and calmly opened up the coercion of the Juggernaut.

There is a wind rising from the ground.

The gas condenses instantly.

The surrounding area was terribly quiet, even a breath could be clearly heard, as if saying a word was a sin.

Cold sweat broke out on the old butler's forehead, and he clenched his hands tightly.

Xin Yi sighed, and said to the old housekeeper, "Ximen Chuuxue likes Xin He, but I am Xin Yi, not Xin He. Am I right?"

A drop of sweat fell on the dark red table, and the old butler hurriedly regained his senses with a 'click'.

The old housekeeper nodded in fear and helplessness.

Xin Yi nodded in satisfaction, he turned around again, and said to Ximen Chuuxue, "Xin and I are two people, and I don't like you either, do I?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded helplessly.

This is a very clear thing, if you don't fall in love with someone, everything becomes very ordinary.

It's just a story of two thinking people who misunderstand a good man.

Xin Yi calmly withdrew the coercion of the Juggernaut. He didn't speak, but turned his back and waved his hand, as if to see off the guests.

The door was opened and shut.

The afternoon sun shines through the leaves through the wide-open windows, casting dappled shadows on the dark red table.

It seemed that there were two more men's voices vaguely.

"I see."

"I know."

Suddenly there was the yelling of the disciples of the beggar gang, and the two indistinct voices stopped.

Another afternoon, Xin Yi received Qiao Feng's tenth heart dharma.

Xin Yi said: "What's the plan for Chief Qiao?"

These days the rumors in the arena have long since stopped, even if Qiao Feng can't become the leader of the beggar gang, he won't become the Qiao Feng that everyone shouts and beats.

As for Miss Azhu's life, Xin Yi also explained it.

In this way, the matter of the beggar gang is also over.

The two said a few more words, and then took their leave.

on the official road.

Xin Yi was sitting on the carriage, Ximen Chuuxue was sitting on his right hand, and the old housekeeper was sitting on his left hand.

The old butler poured tea for him and set up pastries, which were just about to be delivered to Xin Yi's mouth.

The gray hair added a bit of kindness to the old housekeeper, "Eat more."

Xin Yi smiled and said, "If I eat more, I'm afraid it's not just my stomach and face that will get fat."

The old butler: "Sometimes it looks better when you are fatter."

It's a pity that now is not the time, Xin Yi happily ate a few pieces, and then struggled to control his restless hands.

In the end, Xin Yi smiled, the old housekeeper squinted, and Ximen Chuuxue spoke.

"Go back to Wanmei Villa."

Ximen Chuuxue spoke with certainty, this was the first time he made a decision for Xin Yi without saying anything.

This is an interesting thing.

Xin Yi took the time to look at Ximen Chuuxue, he wanted to see something on that handsome and indifferent face.It's just a pity that in the end he only saw a hint of it in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

This is probably the gentlest Ximen Chuuxue, and also the strangest Ximen Chuuxue.

Horse-drawn carriages drive on official roads, leaving light or heavy ruts.

When Xin Yi saw the sunrise for the third time, they finally returned to Wanmei Villa.

Xin Yi was a little tired, so he explained a few words and went back to the room.

The room was clean and quiet, Xin Yi sighed a few words about the old housekeeper's hard work, and fell asleep.

The next day, he was awakened by incense.

"It's the smell of bone broth."

Xin Yi said it very firmly, he also knew that it was bone soup that had been stewed for a long time.

There was a knock on the door, Xin Yi got up from the bed and shouted 'wait a moment'.

His movements were quick to wash up.

Within a quarter of an hour, he sat calmly on the stool beside the table.

"Come in."

The voice was neither light nor heavy, a little slow and a little serious.

The people outside heard it quickly and opened the door.

This is a clever child. He held a porcelain white bowl and placed it respectfully in front of Xin Yi, "Young Master, please use it slowly."

Xin Yi nodded coldly, and waved the man out.

The room was quiet again.

Xin Yi squinted at the big porcelain white bowl, his expression was a little disgusted, but his movements were quick, and he opened the porcelain bowl.

This is a delicious bone soup for one night. There is not a single bit of oily smell in the soup, obviously a lot of effort has been put into it.

Xin Yi thought of the kind old butler, and couldn't help laughing.

But soon, there was another knock on the door.

It was still the child who came in, this time it was a red pastry.

Xin Yi said: "There is something else."

The child is very good, he said: "There is still some food."

Xin Yi suddenly felt that Mr. Housekeeper fed him as an animal, his expression became very subtle, and his questions were also very subtle.

"But I don't want to eat it. You said what should I do."

The child knelt down tremblingly, he said in fear: "My lord, please don't embarrass me."

It's really not a good thing to embarrass a child.

However, Xin Yi is doing this bad thing, and he has to do an even worse thing.

"You look quite similar, are you Sikong Zhaixing?"

The child below instantly raised his head and stared at Xin Yi in surprise.

The child wrenched his mouth and laughed: "Master, you are joking, how can I be such a powerful person."

Xin Yi sighed, leaning on his chin, and staring at Sikong Zhaixing below.

Some people always like to struggle.

It's a pity that it's not good for this person to pretend to be someone, but he pretends to be Xiao Yu'er.

How could Xiao Yuer speak so politely since his identity had been identified.

"Do you know who you are?"

Sikong Zhaixing said quickly and firmly: "Jiangyu."

"Then do you know what Jiang Yu owes me?"

Xin Yi was smiling, but what he did could make people cry. His right hand raised Sikong Zhaixing's chin.

Looking left and right, he didn't find any flaws in a daze.

If it wasn't for Xin Yi's familiarity with Xiao Yu'er, he might have been deceived.

Xin Yi blinked and said, "Why don't you return something for Jiang Yu."

Sikong Zhaixing's heart skipped a beat, his expression had already changed.

However, soon, he returned to his original expression of fear.

"What are you doing?"

This is a voice that is colder and higher than the snow mountain, and it is also Ximen Chuxue's voice.

Xin Yi blinked at Ximen Chuuxue, he pointed to Sikong Zhaixing who was kneeling and said, "Look, I'll catch the thief for you."

If Ximen Chuuxue's original expression was cold, his current expression is sharper than a sword.

The old housekeeper was following behind Ximen Chuixue, he hurried to Xin Yi and took Xin Yi elsewhere, he said: "If you want to watch the excitement, then watch the excitement of the owner and this person, not your own excitement .”

Xin Yi nodded, it should be.

Although the old man's nagging sounds kind, if you listen to too much, it will be a waste of time.

Xin Yi sat leisurely by the bed, watching Ximen Chuuxue staring at the kneeling man with a knife.

Ximen Chuuxue: "Sikong Zhaixing?"

Sikong Zhaixing: "I don't know this big man."

Ximen Chuuxue: "You know Lu Xiaofeng."

Sikong Zhaixing suddenly seemed to have become a gourd with a jagged mouth, and he didn't say a word anymore.This is probably the last trace of dignity of the King of Stealing Kings.

In the plum blossom forest.

Xin Yi sat under the plum tree, and the old butler fanned him.

In front of him were Sikong Zhaixing and Ximen Chuuxue who had returned to their original appearance.

Xin Yi took a sip of tea and said, "Tell me, what did you do to Jiang Yu?"

The cold and proud plum blossoms fell on Xin Yi's hands, adding a sense of coolness and beauty.

Sikong Zhaixing said: "I didn't touch him."

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows, "Then you want to touch me?"

Sikong Zhaixing stopped talking again.

Xin Yi doesn't like this problem of Jianghu people, and of course there are ways to cure this problem, because Jianghu people are all cute little people who want face.

"How about I ask Lu Xiaofeng to ask for me?"

Sikong Zhaixing probably least wanted his good friend Lu Xiaofeng to see his jokes.

Xin Yi's eyebrows were curved, but Sikong Zhaixing jumped up suddenly as if his feet had been scalded.

Sikong Zhaixing said: "It is rumored outside that you are a god and a smart person. I think these are correct, but they are wrong about one thing about you! You are not a good person, you are just as big a villain as Lu Xiaofeng .”

Xin Yi smiled brightly, and said: "I am indeed a big villain, and I am still a big villain who can pry open dumb mouths."

Sikong Zhaixing shut his mouth abruptly, now he looks like a dumb, deaf, and more like a blind man.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-2211:35:35~2020-04-2323:10:45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 mine: Lin Yishan, 07:301;

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