After being teleported to the wrong world by the Lord God

The principled and self-willed Su Jie will not change his determination to compete with Ximen Chuixue no matter how Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou persuade him.After arriving at the foot of Wanmei Mountain Villa, Huamanlou didn't want to enter the village at first, because his philosophy is completely different from Ximen Chuuxue's. Ximen Chuuxue regards killing as an art, and his sword practice is like a sword itself. born.And Huamanlou loves life, even if the people Ximen Chuuxue killed were all heinous, he still feels that Ximen Chuuxue has no right to take the lives of others at will.

But in the end he went in because he was worried about Su Jie.

It's not yet the season of plum blossoms, so there are no plum blossoms in Wanmei Villa, but there are fine wines, beautiful flute sounds, and a sword god that is colder than ice and snow.

Ximen Chuuxue's gaze swept over Lu Xiaofeng, Huamanlou and Su Jie, and paused for a moment on Su Jie, without the slightest surprise, as if looking at a wooden stake, he said indifferently: "Lu Xiaofeng, Huamanlou." He didn't know Su Jie simply ignored him.

Hua Manlou nodded: "Master Ximen."

Lu Xiaofeng sat down opposite Ximen Chuuxue, and reached out to take a glass to pour wine very naturally: "Long time no see, Ximen Chuuxue."

Ximen Chuuxue was about to speak when Su Jie sat down with Huamanlou and looked at Ximen Chuuxue: "I have admired the name of the owner of Ximen Village for a long time, and seeing him today really deserves his reputation, as Lu Xiaofeng said, the owner is upright, simple and unpretentious, and Those outside who covet my beauty are completely different."

Ximen Chuixue: "..."

Lu Xiaofeng was a little confused: "...?"

Hua Manlou: "..."

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes shifted inch by inch to Lu Xiaofeng's face.

Lu Xiaofeng shuddered, and hurriedly said: "When did I say that?"

"Huh?" Su Jie was puzzled, "Didn't you say that Master Ximen was obsessed with swordsmanship and would not be moved by foreign objects?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Can you speak well?

Ximen Chuuxue looked away, and finally gave him a serious look, and said indifferently, "Who are you?"

Su Jie: "I'm going to tell you the truth, Su Jie, we came to disturb the owner of the villa today to ask for something."

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at him indifferently, obviously not wanting to talk to him, then turned his gaze to Lu Xiaofeng: "Do you have something to ask me?"

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard: "Not bad."

Su Jie didn't care about the cold reception he received, and continued to speak with a slight smile, "Lu Xiaofeng said that Master Ximen is a very capricious man."

The way Ximen Chuuxue looked at Lu Xiaofeng changed again.

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Su Jie: "It just so happens that I am the same, so today I came here to ask Master Ximen about his sword skills, and I hope the Master will not hesitate to teach you. If the Master is in a good mood after the fight, please help me once, how about it?"

Ximen Chuuxue laughed, he seldom laughed, so he seemed to have a sense of sarcasm, and it was probably true sarcasm, mocking Su Jie's overreaching: "I don't attack ordinary people."

Su Jie's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile, "Master Ximen doesn't know something. Although I don't have any internal skills, it's not like I'm powerless." As he spoke, he touched the cold stone table with his slender and perfect fingers, and then Under the eyes of Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue, they broke off a corner of the table as easily as breaking a piece of tofu, and crushed the stone into powder little by little.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he saw.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes lit up: "You use a sword?"

Su Jie patted the lime off his palm and paused after hearing the words: "I'm sorry, I've never used a sword before."

Ximen Chuixue: "..."

"But a sword is a sword, it's just a tool for killing people. Although I haven't used it before, it doesn't mean I can't use it, and killing people doesn't necessarily require some sword skills."

Ximen Chuuxue stared at him coldly when he heard the words, his tone was colder than his expression: "A person like you is not worthy of using a sword."

Su Jie looked at him for a moment, then smiled: "Master Ximen, I don't know what you think of the sword in your hand, but every iron sword is heartless and soulless, no matter what emotions you put on it, it is yours." It is my own wishful thinking. Similarly, whether it is a knife or a sword, how to use it depends on whether the person holding it is strong or not, and it has nothing to do with them.”

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him for a long time after hearing the words, and then said in the eyes of Su Jie smiling and looking at him: "You can fight me."

Lu Xiaofeng said hastily: "Wait..."

Su Jie nodded: "That's exactly why I came here today, but I don't know if the owner of the villa can fulfill my previous request."

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "If you lose, it's natural."

Lu Xiaofeng: "Does it have to be like this? Is there no other way?"

Ximen Chuuxue: "Originally, as long as Lu Xiaofeng's beard is shaved off, I will go with you, but now I have changed my mind."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Su Jie: "..."

Su Jie froze for a moment, then sat back to her original position as if nothing had happened, covered the missing corner of the table with a flick of her long sleeves, and looked at Ximen Chuuxue sincerely: "Master Ximen, after thinking about it, I feel that although I have strength, , but it is still too difficult to control a sword that requires exquisite skills. I am afraid that it will not bring any understanding and progress to the master's swordsmanship. So the master should shave Lu Xiaofeng's beard, after all, if it can make the master Ximen happy , what does Lu Xiaofeng's beard count? Hua Man Lou, are you right?"

Hua Manlou: "..."

Ximen Chuixue: "..."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ximen Chuuxue, showing a strong man's wrist-severing expression: "Ximen, you do it." Compared with two friends who insisted on dying, Lu Xiaofeng really didn't grudge his beard.

However, Ximen Chuuxue was not moved by this, and said coldly: "I said that I changed my mind, and now I don't want Lu Xiaofeng's beard." After speaking, his eyes shot at Su Jie like a sharp sword: "You know what kind of Is the person who deserves to be killed the most?" Without waiting for Su Jie's answer, he continued: "The person who talks too much, but the person who backtracks should also be killed."

"Master Ximen..." Su Jie sighed helplessly, "When is it not allowed to compete with swords? If you can't do it during the day, then it's night; ? Wouldn't it be better for you to shave Lu Xiaofeng's beard first and then compete with me? After all, such opportunities are rare, Master Ximen!"

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

This is how much he hates his beard.

Ximen Chuuxue showed indifference and refusal: "Draw your sword!"

"Okay." Su Jie could only regretfully give up the plan to watch Lu Xiaofeng's jokes.

Ximen Chuuxue put his saber on the table, looked at him and said, "This sword is the sharpest weapon in the world. The blade is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels."

Could this be some kind of ritual before you swordsmen fight?

Seeing Ximen Chuuxue looking at him without blinking, Su Jie hesitated for a moment and then put the sword on the table: "This sword is from the iron shop at the foot of the mountain. It is worth five taels. The blacksmith's surname is Wang."

Ximen Chuixue: "..."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing for a moment.

Su Jie looked at Ximen Chuuxue innocently.

Ximen Chuuxue: "Draw your sword!"