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

A good-looking strong man is wearing good-looking clothes and pulling a good-looking swordsman, squatting in a small pavilion by the West Lake, staring at the small bridge where people come and go.

There is a man on the small bridge who is particularly eye-catching, not because of how handsome this man is, but because this man is bullying an old woman.

The old woman lay on the ground screaming, and the man stood on the bridge looking fierce.

Xin Yi dragged his chin and said with a smile: "Look, this man is actually a very good person."

This was the most absurd to others, but the most correct to Ximen Chuuxue.

Probably only the two people who had been staring at Xiaoqiao knew that the man hadn't bumped into the old woman. Xin Yi felt that he had seen the martial arts version of Pengci.

But even so, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were still cold.

Because Ximen Chuuxue had seen this man before.

Perhaps it was because the eyes of the two were too straightforward, the man went straight to the two of them after finishing off the screaming old lady.

The man said happily, "Xin Yi!"

Xin Yi smiled and said, "Sikong Zhaixing."

Ximen Chuixue snorted coldly.

However, Sikong Zhaixing was still the shameless king of stealing kings, he didn't seem to see Ximen Chuuxue's getting colder and colder at all, nor did he hear that cold snort that was colder than snow.

"I know, only you can recognize me at a glance." Sikong Zhaixing approached with a smile.

Xin Yi felt that there was an ordinary human face suddenly in front of him. The mask was so exquisitely made that there was no trace of sex at all.

This is something that is easy to be interested in, and Xin Yi also looked at this face carefully, until he found that Sikong Zhaixing's breathing became rapid, and Xin Yi took a step back.

Xin Yi put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "This mask is very delicate."

This was an ordinary sentence, but when Sikong Zhaixing heard it, he became coy, he said with a smile: "If you want to read it, I can let you take a closer look."

Sikong Zhaixing said it with a sideways face, while Xin Yi turned his head away to hear it.

It is true that the current Sikong Zhaixing is like a little daughter-in-law who has benefited, looking at her unusually hot eyes.

Xin Yi wanted to ask, "Does Lu Xiaofeng know that you are such a Sikong Zhaixing?" '

But before he could ask, Lu Xiaofeng came over suddenly.

It's not that it came suddenly, it probably got the news and rushed over.

Before the well-informed Lu Xiaofeng arrived, his voice came, and he said, "I'm here to see the strong men who fought against the Xiongnu."

Xin Yi smiled and said, "There is only one swordsman and one businessman here, but there are no strong men."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "There is no strong man here, only a good-looking and kind-hearted businessman."

Lu Xiaofeng finally exposed his head and sighed, "Yes, yes, it's not a strong man, it's a hero."

Lu Xiaofeng led the three heroes to Huamanlou's small building.

There are many flowers in the small building, and there is a person who is more beautiful than flowers.

Xin Yi's voice softened and slowed down. He smiled slightly and said, "The building is full of flowers."

It's a name that quiets people, and it's a person that quiets people.

But Xin Yi is a person who can make people stand up, because no one dared to sit down when they saw Xin Yi for the first time.

No one dared to sit down, because they saw a good-looking fairy.

No one dares to speak, because it is a sin to speak a word in front of the immortal.

Fortunately, Xin Yi is a person who doesn't want to stand. When he sat down, everyone sat down too.

Lu Xiaofeng poured three glasses of wine and two cups of clear tea, he put the tea in front of Ximen Chuuxue and Xin Yi, and said, "Do you two have anything to say to me?"

Xin Yi knew what Lu Xiaofeng wanted to ask, and it was nothing more than about the Xiongnu and Qingbai Shuangsha.

In fact, this matter is also simple.

It was one night when Xin Yi and Ximen Chuuxue ran outside the Great Wall.

They wanted to watch the sunrise beyond the Great Wall.

Xin Yi said: "Based on this, I don't know whether you owe me one or I owe you one."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't speak, he just looked at Xin Yi quietly, until Xin Yi also looked at him seriously, he took Xin Yi to the grassland.

This is not a piece of grassland, but a piece of grassland. Xin Yi can't see the end of the grassland, but he can smell the smell of green grass.

It's not something else, it's freedom.

When a man in chains stands in an open place, he becomes a free man.

It is suitable to embrace the wind and embrace the sun here.

"I like here."

Xin Yi's voice was very calm, and his eyes were also very calm. He sat down calmly, raised his head calmly, and stared at the sky calmly.

The stars beyond the Great Wall seem to be very peaceful.

"I would also like."

Both sat down, and they both lay down, and looked up again at the same star in the sky.

Now is the time to say something interesting.

And Ximen Chuuxue also planned to speak, he said: "Will you stay here?"

With a few simple words, Xin Yi understood what Ximen Chuuxue was talking about. Ximen Chuuxue was asking Xin Yi if he would stay in the world of martial arts.

Everyone knows that Xin Yi is not from this world, but no one knows whether Xin Yi will become a person from this world. After all, everyone in the world thinks that a great master will not stay in a small world.

When a person does something to the extreme, it seems that everyone thinks that this person likes to do it.

However, Xin Yi is not. He prefers to lie leisurely at home and has a few friends.

Xin Yi said: "You always need a good reason to do something important."

Ximen Chuuxue's mouth moved. He had something to say, but he took it back at the last moment.

The wind became quieter and the night deepened.

When Xin Yi was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard Ximen Chuixue's voice.

Ximen Chuixue said, "I have a reason."

Xin Yi gave a hutch, and he turned to look at Ximen Chuuxue, but he saw Ximen Chuuxue who was more serious than when he was discussing Taoism.

Xin Yi was stunned, and he also sat up straight, looking at Ximen Chuuxue solemnly.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were bright and his expression was serious.

He solemnly said: "Because I like..."

Before the word 'Xi' fell, there was a sudden sound of close combat.

Xin Yi wanted to go and see what happened, but Ximen Chuuxue suddenly pulled him back.

Turn around.

When Xin Yi opened his eyes again, Ximen Chuuxue was already on top of him.

Ximen Chuuxue's voice was very cold, colder than ice and snow, but his movements were very light, lighter than cotton.

"I have a reason."

The stubborn Sword God said it again, and this time, he wanted to finish the interrupted words completely.

"Because I want to..."