[Comprehensive martial arts] When Qin Daddy travels through the world of martial arts

"A gift for relatives?" Mei Jingxian was suspicious, looked down at the two little dolls in her hands, and remembered what Ximen Chuuxue called them, "Mohele...is it a gift for relatives?"

"Yes." Wei Yixiao nodded, seeing that the blankness on his face did not seem to be fake, he couldn't help apologizing, "Could it be that I guessed wrong, Mr. Mei's pair of mills and drinks are not for sending off relatives, but for entertainment of?"

Mohele is a mascot that existed in the Tang Dynasty. It was offered on Qixi Festival to pray for the birth of a boy, so it became a gift for in-laws.

And if a man sends a woman to drink and drink, if it is a married couple, it means praying for a son, if it is an unmarried man and woman, it means admiration and marriage.

Of course, there are also people who buy this little thing as a plaything, but they are all playful children.

Although Mei Jingxian is not as young as the weak crown, Wei Yixiao is still a young man in his thirties, but his words and deeds are elegant and elegant, and he treats people very gracefully, so when he sees Mohele from his hands, Wei Yixiao thinks This young man has someone he likes and is about to get married.

Hearing the affirmative answer, Mei Jingxian looked down at the two mohele's black hair tops in her hands, feeling a bit hesitant in her heart.

But now he has something urgent to do, he can't delay any longer, he has no time to think, so he suppressed the unbelievable and unspeakable suspicion in his heart, prevaricated a few words to Wei Yixiao, and quickly left Guangmingding.

……

On September [-]th, the full moon had already risen, and those who got the color-changing silk satin entered the palace one after another.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't have time to find out where the extra color-changing silks and satins came from, so he was lured to a side hall by Yin Xian, and saw Ximen Chuuxue who came earlier.

Ximen Chuuxue was standing in front of the window, quietly looking at the full moon in the sky.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly discovered that during this period of time, when he saw Ximen Chuuxue, the other party seemed to be doing this all the time.

"I received the news." Ximen Chuuxue said suddenly: "People from the six major factions have assembled and will attack Guangmingding in a few days... Maybe they have already attacked at this moment."

After all, there is always a delay in the news, and this delay of one or two days is enough for many things to happen.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't even smile at this moment, so he could only twitch the corners of his mouth stiffly, "Jing Xian is not a member of Ming Cult, those righteous people should not deliberately make things difficult for him, and he is very powerful in martial arts, there are few opponents in the world, he will definitely come out nothing happened."

Compared to Mei Jingxian, he was more worried about Ximen Chuuxue at the moment.

The coming battle soon will be related to the life and death of Ximen Chuuxue, but this person is still thinking about Mei Jingxian who is far away in Kunlun.

According to the past, Ximen Chuuxue was not such a person who revealed his thoughts, but perhaps the imminent decisive battle of life and death also affected him, which made this resolute and cold swordsman in the past show a feeling similar to indecision.

Even if it is very slight, it is extremely dangerous for a swordsman.

Can Ximen Chuuxue, who is worried about his heart, take up the sword without hesitation and use the ruthless swordsmanship of the past?

Lu Xiaofeng was happy that Ximen Chuuxue was tainted with worldly emotions, but also fearful of what he was about to see.

Whether it was Ye Gucheng or Ximen Chuuxue, he didn't want to see any of them die by the other's sword.

"You must have not forgotten that there is a plum grove in Wanmei Villa." Ximen Chuuxue turned to face him and said calmly, "If I die, you can take my body back and bury it under any plum tree. good."

Since he made an appointment with Mei Jingxian to appreciate plums together in winter, he will never break his promise, and he must fulfill this agreement regardless of life or death.

Lu Xiaofeng's face was gloomy, "Have you thought about dying before you drew your sword?"

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head, "No one wants to die, and neither do I."

"Then don't let yourself die!" Lu Xiaofeng said loudly: "Think about your past, you have never been defeated since your debut, how many famous swordsmen have been defeated by your sword. The decisive battle has not yet begun, you Why don't you think about how to defeat Ye Gucheng like you have defeated so many opponents in the past?"

Ximen Chuuxue was silent for a moment, then suddenly shook his head, "You are wrong."

"What?" Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback.

Ximen Chuuxue caressed the jade pendant on his waist, "I am not without failure."

Although he revealed his flaws with his own mouth, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and a strange brilliance radiated from his eyes.

Seeing his reaction, Lu Xiaofeng also remembered the first time he met Ximen Chuixuehuamanlou and Mei Jingxian in Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion, it seemed as if it happened yesterday.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled, "Ximen Chuuxue, if you lose to Mei Jingxian, if you lose to Ye Gucheng again, then you will have no face to see Mei Jingxian again."

If Ximen Chuixue is defeated, and the great result is to die under the sword of Ye Gucheng, how can he see Mei Jingxian again?

Lu Xiaofeng deliberately ignored this point.

A man, especially a proud man like Ximen Chuuxue, is absolutely unwilling to admit that he is inferior to others, especially when facing some special people.

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, Ximen Chuuxue frowned, and tightly held the sword in his hand.

Seeing his reaction, Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and continued: "I agreed to your previous request. If you die, as your friend, I will definitely take your body back and bury it under the plum tree."

He clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and continued, "On this day of every year, I will never forget to go to your grave to burn incense and burn paper for you, oh, and bring a shock string. I know you are in shock now, but Don't worry, Jing Xian is now at the age of starting a family. He looks good and has always been attracted to women. The handkerchiefs given to him by the girls are enough to open a shop. He is not a homeless prodigal like me. , when he is enlightened, married a lovely wife and gave birth to Lin'er, I will let him bring his wife and children to visit your grave, so that you will be happy too. Speaking of which, Jing Xian is so handsome, and his martial arts are amazing. Absolutely talented, a woman worthy of him must also be a beauty that is unparalleled in the world, both talented and beautiful, the two of them love each other and give birth to a child, how beautiful that child is..."

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng finished speaking, there was only a sword cry, and a cold sword energy burst out from Ximen Chuixue's body.

Ximen Chuuxue stared at Lu Xiaofeng closely, and there seemed to be a bone-chilling chill in his eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly wanted to laugh.

There are many things that a man can't bear, and one of them must be——

The wife remarried after her death, and even brought her new husband and children to hang around her grave. That would really bring her back to life after death.

Although it is a bit strange to describe the current relationship between Mei Jingxian and Ximen Chuuxue as wife and husband, and the relationship between them is not up to this level, but the effect of these words on Ximen Chuuxue is similar.

If Ximen Chuuxue didn't want to see Mei Jingxian bringing his wife and young son to his grave to offer incense after his death, he could only focus on keeping himself alive.

As the time approached, Lu Xiaofeng finally sent a word of encouragement to Ximen Chuuxue, then turned and went out.

What he wants to say is enough, the next thing is beyond his interference.

……

In a secluded one-story house in Sijiu City, a man covered in thick fog sat at the table, quietly waiting for that moment to come.

A figure flashed into the room, and he didn't dare to disturb him without permission, especially when the other party was clearly disturbed.

Yu Luocha's voice was cold, with a trace of irritability faintly revealing, "Say."

"People from the six factions have already attacked the Bright Peak."

"Since the illusory yin finger of those people of the Mingjiao is solved, those mobs from the six major sects will not be able to please them." Yu Luocha said coldly: "Without Yang Dingtian, Mingjiao is nothing to be afraid of. The news of Guangmingding You can leave it alone.”

"But... Mei Jingxian has already left Guangmingding on September [-]th, and is now heading all the way to the capital, do you want to send someone to intercept her?"

"Leaving Guangmingding? He wants to rush to the capital?" Yu Luocha was a little surprised, then sneered, and said disdainfully: "The distance between Guangmingding and the capital is so far, it's only less than three days, even if he broke his leg running It's too late, just leave him alone."

"Then... how will Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun deal with it?"

"You want to ask me about this kind of thing?" Yu Luosha slapped the table, smashing the solid red lacquered wood and stone table under his hand, and said impatiently: "Why do you keep that kind of person? Kill him! "

"Yes!"

The person who conveyed the news was startled by the strong killing intent on his body, did not dare to stay for a long time, and immediately turned around and left the house.

When he was leaving the house, another man in black passed him by, and entered the house without turning his eyes.

Yu Luocha sat up slightly and said in a deep voice, "Say."

"Ye Gucheng and Nanwang Shizi are under control." The man in black respectfully said: "Follow your instructions to ensure that their plan can be carried out as scheduled, and our people even swept the tail twice for them."

"Where's Lu Xiaofeng?"

"Lu Xiaofeng has already entered the imperial city, he and Ximen Chuuxue..."

The man in black narrated the incident. If Lu Xiaofeng were here, he would definitely be terrified, because the conversation between him and Ximen Chuuxue in the side hall was recounted verbatim by the man in black.

Yu Luocha pondered for a moment, replaying what Lu Xiaofeng said to Ximen Chuuxue twice in her mind, a flash of inspiration, and suddenly said: "You go to the imperial city and give Ximen Chuuxue a word."

"When he lives, Mei Jingxian will live. If he dies, so will Mei Jingxian."

……

A white shadow flew across the official road, and in a blink of an eye it rushed into a dense forest.

Hurry up!Hurry up!hurry up -

Mei Jingxian touched a branch with her toes, flew up, landed on a boulder a few feet away, and flew forward again the next moment.

His appearance at this moment is no longer as leisurely and calm as before, the corners of his clothes are covered with dust, the jade crown on his head is slightly tilted, the black hair on his forehead is slightly messy, his face is flushed, but his lips are pale.

Mei Jingxian is not a god after all, and in less than three days, it is extremely difficult even for the world's top qinggong masters to rush from the Guangming Peak of Kunlun Mountain to the capital.

Because of the long-term strenuous exercise, his heart was beating like a drum, his breathing was heavy, and his chest felt tight. On this autumn night, he was sweating hot all over his body, and the clothes on his back were already wet with sweat.

What's worse, because he was in a hurry to hurry, he hadn't stopped to eat well for three days in a row. He simply used some dry food while rushing with light work. The result was continuous pain in his stomach. They all throb and hurt.

But when he thought of the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City, he couldn't care less about the discomfort, and wished he could grow a pair of legs or a pair of wings so that he could go faster.