Falling flowers do not return

Finally, start from the neckline and cut it down a little bit.

The expensive and soft fabric was shredded inch by inch in his hands, and fell to the ground along the smooth texture of the snow-white clothes.

After a while, he finally cut all the fabric into tiny pieces.

Gong Shi ignored the small pile of things at his feet and pressed the scissors on the table.

He poured himself another glass of wine and drank it down.

The golden fox mask was picked up by slender white fingers, covering a perfect and alluring face.

The young master, who couldn't tell his true face, was dressed in moonlight, slowly walked out of the room, and slowly closed the door of the room.

As soon as he went downstairs, the enthusiastic mistress greeted him: "Guest officer, your horse has been fed!"

"Take it."

A silver leaf popped out during the palace.

"Thank you!"

The little second hand quickly took it, smiling broadly.

Gong Shi ignored the other party, he went straight out of the inn and got on his horse.

He sat on the horse with his back straight and held the rein with one hand.

The narrow and upturned phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold and indifferent eyes swept across the slightly old plaque of the inn.

——This is probably the northernmost property in Peach Blossom Fort.

He raised his whip.

"drive!"

It's another autumn.

雨化田番外：熊孩子到熊徒弟最新更新:2016-10-2522:00:00

The child's chubby little face was huddled in the furry snow-white fox fur. He was holding the window sill with his little hands, his little feet were desperately standing on tiptoe, and he was staring at the long-haired, pale-faced beauty in the room without blinking.

A beauty is a real beauty, even if there is a thick white gauze wrapped around his neck and his lips are livid due to excessive blood loss.

Even in adversity, even if martial arts regress, there is a kind of brilliance that will not be concealed.

The child stared at the beauty, and the beauty leaned on the beauty couch, slowly turning the pages of the book.

The children outside the window stared at the beauty for half an hour in the ice and snow, while the beauty indoors stared at the beauty for half an hour in the warm environment like spring.

——Yuhuatian had long noticed the small head and the huge longevity lock under the head that reflected the sunlight, but he completely ignored it.

The child moved suddenly and began to look around.

Yu Huatian lowered his eyebrows, unmoved.

I was sneering in my heart.

Finally got impatient.

The child's little face disappeared from the window, followed by the sound of snow trampling outside.

uninteresting.

Yuhuatian made a conclusion in his heart.

He turned another page.

"Squeak-"

The door suddenly opened.

A small figure rushed into the room accompanied by the biting cold wind, and then that small figure closed the wooden door tightly again with a "bang".

After the child closed the door, the red cloak drew a circle in mid-air because of his turning around.

He stared at the beauty on the beauty couch and blinked.

Yuhuatian was as stable as Mount Tai, and he didn't even move his eyelids.

The child blinked again, and walked towards a stool with short legs.

He groaned and pushed the stool that was not much shorter than himself to the front of the beauty's couch, then pulled the surface of the stool and began to flap his short legs.

"..."

Yu Huatian looked up at the child who was trying his best but was still struggling, and then turned his gaze back to the writing.

After dozens of breaths, the child finally succeeded.

He sat on the stool out of breath, and began to arrange the messy clothes with his white and tender hands.

After the child finished tidying up, his breathing just calmed down.

So he raised his arms, supported his round face, and stared at the beauty again comfortably and warmly.

Yuhuatian: "..."

A quarter of an hour later.

The arrogant and elegant Leng Meiren slowly closed the "Four Books" in his hands, he slightly raised his eyes, his eyes were indifferent: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you."

The child's voice was soft and waxy, delicate and full of vitality: "Brother took me to treasure hunting, and said that the treasures I found are all mine, and you are the ones I found, so you are mine too."

There was a suspicious blush on his soft little face, and the child seemed a little embarrassed—if he didn't need to be beaten so much: "You look so good-looking, but I'm still young. But it's okay, brother said Those who are good at martial arts can keep their looks young. In this way, when I grow up, you will still be so good-looking, and then I can marry you!"

"..."

The corners of Yuhuatian's eyes moved almost invisibly.

When he woke up, he heard Tan Luzi mention that it was a child who saved them.

He thought he was a teenager, but he turned out to be a child.

——Still a brat who covets(?) beauty.

When meeting for the first time, Duke Xichang's impression of the future apprentice Xiong turned from zero to negative.

From that day on, the bear child began to run to Yuhuatian's room every day.

Even if you run, you will say to Leng Meiren every day: "The weather is very good/good/so-so/bad today, my name is Shi Zixu, beauty, do you remember me? I am so cute, you shouldn't forget me .”

A few days later, when Yuhuatian was able to barely get out of bed and walk, the bear child who rushed over like a cannonball pushed away Tan Luzi, who was taking care of the governor dutifully, and tiptoed to support (actually carry) Yuhuatian Weak arm after serious injury: "I will come and I will. I will take care of my beauty!"

Yuhuatian: "..."

In addition, the bear boy did all the things he could do under the cold eyes of the beauty - serving tea, delivering water, beating his shoulders, pinching his legs, and feeding medicine.

The first time we met, Duke Xichang had a slightly better impression of the future apprentice Xiong.

—Definitely not because it's fun to watch a dumpling roll around.

Concubine Wan Gui passed away, and Xichang disintegrated.

The news of these two new arrivals is not good, and it has successfully affected Yuhuatian's mood.

"Are you in a bad mood today?"

The child lay softly on her stomach, like melted yogurt, with a milky fragrance: "A bad mood will affect the healing of the wound. Show me a beautiful smile? How about I tell you a joke?"

Yu Huatian's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and he glanced at the child who occupied half of the desk and was still wriggling non-stop.

Emotions and anger are invisible, which is an essential survival skill in the palace.

Sitting in the seat of Governor of Xichang, Yu Huatian naturally knows this well.

Even if you show half of it because your mood fluctuates too much, it shouldn't be seen by a child.

For the hundredth time they met, Duke Xichang's impression of the future apprentice Xiong returned to zero, and then slowly turned into one.

Seven points of temptation and three threats in the words of new visitors.

"How is the talent?"

"The root bone is excellent."

"Everyone knows that Xichang Yuhuatian is dead."

"..."

"Now that you know his identity, you should understand that he is the shortest way for you to get back to where you were."

"..."

"......it is good."

"Beauty, beauty!"

The child happily held a bouquet of wild flowers, and handed it to the contemplative cold beauty like a treasure: "For you."

"..."

Yu Huatian raised his eyes to look at the wild flowers, and the light followed the chubby arms under the wild flowers and fell into the child's clear eyes.

It is a pity that such clarity will gradually disappear in the future.

"Would you like to learn martial arts with me?"

"Have you finally convinced me?"

The child's eyes sparkled: "Yes!"

He paused, and then added: "...Even if you are a master and apprentice, a beauty can marry me, right?"

Yuhuatian pretended not to hear.

For the [-]th meeting, for some reason, the governor of Xichang had a slightly more impression of the brat who was already an apprentice.

"I don't want Zamabu QAQ"

The child has teary eyes.

"go."

"Wet TAT"

"immediately."

The child tugged at the corner of the navy blue sleeve: "No, no, no."

"The plum blossom pile can be held for two hours, why don't you want to step on the horse for an hour."

Yu Huatian squinted at the snow-white fat dumpling: "The reason."

"What should I do if my beauty is ruined by walking in the sun?"

The child spoke righteously, filled with righteous indignation, and his small breasts swelled and bulged.

Leng Meiren's complexion darkened in an instant: "Three hours, immediately—if you continue to cry, it will be four hours."

The child looked at the beauty pitifully, touched the bitter tears on his little face, and pouted his little mouth, turning around and moving away like an abandoned little daughter-in-law: "When you need someone, she is Xiao Tiantian, Pull up your pants and let them go, hum."

"..."

Yu Huatian turned his head and looked at Tan Luzi who pretended not to exist: "Go and burn all the books in his room, there is no one left."

For the [-]th meeting, Duke Xiong decided to wait for Apprentice Xiong to come back to watch the latter's expression when he found that the story books were all destroyed.

"Why are you here?"

The child hugged the quilt and pillow, and desperately looked up at the beautiful master who was taller than him: "I want to sleep with the master."

"No."

Yu Huatian, who was about to finish bathing and whose hair was still dripping, refused.

"..."

The child's eyes widened.

Yu Huatian looked down at him, unmoved.

The child suddenly threw the quilt and pillow in his hands, and turned to grab the sleeve corner of the beautiful master.

He said in his cutest, clingiest and sweetest voice: "The most beautiful master in the world, give me a hug, okay?"

"..."

Yu Huatian stared at him, suddenly picked up the child by the collar, turned and walked to the door, opened the door, put down the brat in his hand, and closed the door.

The brat who was locked out of the door: "..."

——Sooner or later, sooner or later, I will sleep with Master!

The child clenched his small fists with high fighting spirit.

At the [-]th meeting, Duke Xiong felt that it was necessary to educate apprentice Xiong.

The [-]th meeting, the bear kid successfully hugged the beautiful master's narrow waist and fell asleep in the dark.

Then the next day, he was punished by the latter to stand on horseback for three hours.

"Master... my lord."

Tan Luzi hesitated to speak.

Seeing that the young figure was not behind Tan Luzi, Yu Huatian thought that the latter was being lazy again.

He said coldly, "What about people?"

"...The servant said that he was taken away by the eldest son."

Tan Luzi said cautiously: "The eldest son left a word: It's time."

"..."

Yu Huatian lowered his eyes: "Yes."

He saw apprentice Xiong again, three years later.

The young man with charming eyebrows and charming smile stood in a pool of blood, like a ghost returning from purgatory to charm the world.

He stroked his scarlet hands slowly, and there were stumps all over his feet.

The sound of boots stained with viscous liquid came from behind the boy.

There are still dead.

The young man snorted coldly.

He turned around abruptly, using his lightness kung fu to the extreme and even left afterimages in the air.

The visitor raised his eyebrows slightly.

The young man's five fingers became claws, and he had already made ten strokes with the latter in a flash.

——There is no No.11 move.

He withdrew his hands, stood in front of the visitor and raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on the latter's frost-stained long hair.

"Master, I haven't seen you in three years, do you miss me?"

I have become what you want, why don't you just smile.

The nine hundred and first meeting, the child became a teenager.

Clarity turned into charm.

Some things can never be retrieved again.

The relationship between master and apprentice is about to change.

No one knows the future, the past cannot be changed.

Whether it is good or bad is in the hearts of the people.

这年头，一不小心就嫁人最新更新:2016-10-2612:00:00

Gong Shi lived in Wanmei Villa.

Even though he didn't ask, Ximen Chuuxue didn't agree either.

Lu Xiaofeng expressed his pleasure in hearing this, although the reasons for his pleasure are somewhat complicated.

Maybe it was because he thought this sick beauty was very interesting, even though he didn't even know the latter's name.

Or maybe the sick beauty's face can make him recall more of a person.

The housekeeper of Wanmei Villa also expressed his joy at this - but no one knew why he was so proud.

"Are you asking the young master's name?"

Gong Shi was ill and wrapped himself in the quilt, leaning on the round pillow sent by the servants of Wanmei Villa behind him: "My surname is Gong, my name is Shi, and my name is Shaoqing. Since Mr. Gong sounds so stupid, you It can be called Xiaoye Shaoqing or Xiaoshi—because Xiaoye ranks tenth in the family."

"Xiao Ten?"

Familiar syllables are unfamiliar people, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes darkened, and his fingers moved slightly.

He stroked his beard and smiled, "Then you must have nine brothers and sisters."

"That's it."

Gong Shi hummed: "It's a pity that there is no reliable one—what about you? Since you asked me my name, shouldn't you tell me your name?"

"I am Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows."

Gong Shi suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are Lu Xiaofeng who in the storybook, the seven daughters of Yeyu, whose golden gun can't be defeated by her confidante and confidantes all over the world!"

The corners of Lu Xiaofeng's eyes twitched: "Yeyu Seventh Girl...? When did I do such a thing?"

"So you didn't? The scriptures are all lies?"

Gong Shi's eyes were a little three inches below Lu Xiaofeng's kua, and he gave the latter a weird look of "it's okay, we are all men who understand everything": "It is said that things will turn when they are extreme... Tsk tsk."

Lu Xiaofeng was inexplicably cold: "...I suddenly don't want to know what you're thinking."

Gong Shi continued: "Tsk tsk."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

The two of you looked at me and I stared at you for a while, and finally the four eyebrows bowed down: "It's all nonsense, Shaoqing, you actually believe it."

"The storybook is an interesting storybook."

The golden fox said lazily: "For example, the clothes are used as the background, and the hair is used as the clothes. Well, it looks good, but it's a pity that it's fake."

clothes as background, hair as clothes...

I feel that I need to find out which scripts are discrediting my image. Lu Xiaofeng's four eyebrows are tangled together.

"If you just believe the script, if the script says that Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows actually has three heads and eight legs, you will believe it too?"

Lu Xiaofeng was in a complicated mood: "Before you said that you wanted to make a promise with your body, you read it from the script..."

It is true that the story is misleading, but Gong Shaoqing is too gullible.

"Why don't you believe it - if you have been staying at home and never went out by yourself, and the script is the only thing you can touch from the outside world, then you will believe it too."

The handsome young man on the couch stretched his legs with one hand, and slowly protruded a white, round and slender ankle foot from under the thin quilt. He said casually: "The story book also mentioned that Lu Xiaofeng likes to make friends. , so it’s also false?”

"Lu Xiaofeng really likes to make friends."

Lu Xiaofeng, who finally heard some truthful information from the other party, felt relieved for some reason: "This is true."

"Ximen Chuuxue is also your friend?"

"Exactly."

Lu Xiaofeng was beaming with joy, proud of having many friends.

"Then why not add the young master?"

Gong Shi raised his eyebrows—even though such movements are completely invisible behind the mask—he said slowly: "Although this is the first time I go out by myself, my martial arts are not bad, but I just have no experience."

"Then we'll be friends from now on."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "You can never have too many friends, it doesn't matter how high or low your martial arts are."

The golden fox nodded slightly: "That's the best."

Then he sighed: "It's better to be friends with Lu Xiaofeng than to be forced to marry a man. It's not a loss for me to run away from marriage this time."

Lu Xiaofeng who accidentally got information that he shouldn't know: "...married to a man?"

Could it be that this is really...

A flat-chested beautiful girl...?

Did he miss out with Ximen Chuuxue? ? ?

"That's right, marrying a man—because the family of my "husband" who has been engaged since childhood believes in gods and Buddhas."

Gong Shi didn't seem to see Lu Xiaofeng's tangled face and sighed again: "Mother happened to be a guest at his house when I was born, and there happened to be an old man in his house who was telling fortunes, so it must be said that I should live in IKEA and be prosperous, Marrying the young master as the main wife will surely bring prosperity to the generations—although he has made the young grandfather's face turn green, but the elders have decided on this marriage—is it absurd to say so."

This is not only absurd, it is simply absurd.

Lu Xiaofeng deeply feels that no matter how broken his three views are, the last time he was broken was when he saw Zixu forcefully kissing Huamanlou——

It's a pity that his three views are broken and can be rebuilt, but that wayward boy has already...

"Master, I don't mind who I marry or who I marry, anyway, I'm just a dandy who doesn't touch his fingers."

Gong Shi's pale fingertips rested on his chin, he tilted his head slightly, behind the mask he looked at Lu Xiaofeng with an indescribable expression, "why does your expression look so strange?"

"...There are no surprises, some surprises."

Lu Xiaofeng, who was sorting out his three views, said slowly: "...Is everything you said true?"

Gong Shi's eyes widened, and he stared at Lu Xiaofeng as if he saw a ghost in blue sky and broad daylight: "Of course it's a lie. Could it be that you really believed it? It turns out that Lu Xiaofeng, who is well-known in the world, is so easy to deceive, and people will believe whatever they say. ? Then you are no better than me."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Anyone who has seen your face under the mask will believe...

The thin and bright red lips behind the mask curled up a little. Gong Shi, who was habitually bullying Lu Xiaofeng, was in a good mood. He suddenly looked outside the door: "Looks like my medicine is here."

"medicine?"

Lu Xiaofeng was a bit stunned in his words, because he didn't hear anyone's footsteps.

"Didn't you hear?"

Gong Shi pointed out five long fingers to Lu Xiaofeng's body, and then began to decrease one by one: "There are still fifty steps."

"Forty steps."

"Thirty steps."

"I heard."

Lu Xiaofeng interrupted suddenly - his mood was a bit complicated - Gong Shaoqing was probably his first friend at such a young age who surpassed him in martial arts.

"It took thirty steps to hear it. It seems that your five senses are not as sensitive as mine."

The golden fox giggled, three points for fun and seven points for provocation: "Interesting and interesting, one day we will compare our internal strength, maybe your internal strength is not as good as mine."

Just as he finished speaking, the servant girl from Wanmei Villa just arrived at the door.

The woman knocked lightly on the door: "My lord, your medicine is ready."

"Come in."

Gong Shi turned his head and said to Lu Xiaofeng: "Look, the young master just said that Mr. Gong sounds stupid."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Four Eyebrows suddenly felt that he was speechless a lot today.

After the door opened, the well-trained and beautiful young maidservant of Wanmei Villa walked into the room with drooping eyebrows, and she moved her waist lightly with lotus steps—if she hadn’t held a bowl of black tea with a strange smell in her hand. Concoction - Gong Shi would prefer to see her.

Although he didn't want to drink the bowl of medicine in his heart, the golden fox still said "Thank you, Master Ximen" to the servant girl politely, then took the porcelain bowl with one hand, and put it close to his cheek.

He lifted his mask slightly to reveal his thin and bright red lips, his movements were unexpectedly bold, and he drank it down without leaving a drop.

After all the bitter and unpleasant medicine juice had been swallowed, Gong Shi held the empty medicine bowl, suppressed vomiting, and said with his tongue in great regret: "The owner of Ximen is really a good person, or if the medicine is too bitter, my little one." Lord, I'm going to fall in love with him—speaking of which, Lu Xiaofeng, are you married? Where's the owner of Ximen Villa?"

"Neither of us is married."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Xiaofeng frowned slightly, as if he didn't agree with what he said: "But Ximen Chuuxue's good news is probably coming soon, maybe he and his bride will be able to have the wedding wine in a short time."

"Bride? Which girl is it?"

"One of the four beauties of Emei, Miss Sun Xiuqing."

"Emei Four Shows?"

Gong Shi's words were full of astonishment: "But young master, I have clearly heard that the Emei sect has been wiped out all the way here...? The sect leader Dugu Yihe and senior brother Su Shaoying were still defeated by the sword of the master Ximen. , could it be that this news is also fake?"

"it is true."

Lu Xiaofeng's voice was heavy: "The whole Emei sect was massacred, and the murderer has not been found yet."

Dugu Yihe was not the owner of Tsing Yi, but he died innocently because he invited Ximen Chuuxue.

Coupled with the tragedy of the Emei faction, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but blame himself.

"Sir, I really don't know much about the rules of the world."

The real culprit sat opposite Lu Xiaofeng without changing his countenance and wondered: "Could it be that there is no obedience to Xiaoyi in the world? Miss Sun can still get married—or marry her own father-killing enemy—she is not afraid of being scolded for being ungrateful?"

"The other three showmen have already issued an order to kill Miss Sun, so now Miss Sun can't leave the surrounding area of ​​Wanmei Villa."

Lu Xiaofeng did not comment on this matter.

The Emei faction survived in name only, but all the martial arts seniors who had made friends with Dugu Yihe were still there, not to mention the relatives of the other disciples, so the killing order seemed like a gimmick at first glance, but actually trapped Sun Xiuqing firmly in Wanmei Villa within the sphere of influence.

Unless she really married Ximen Chuuxue and had Wanmei Villa's power as her backing, she would not be able to gain a foothold in the arena.

Ximen Chuuxue doesn't care about other people's words, and Lu Xiaofeng, who has stepped into the rivers and lakes at a deeper level, has a very clear glimpse of the negative impact that Sun Xiuqing will bring to Wanmei Villa.

One thing Gong Shaoqing said was right.

Being a teacher for one day and being a father for the rest of his life, Sun Xiuqing fell in love with killing his father and enemy.

Even if she really marries Ximen Chuuxue in the future, just because of her ungratefulness, she will already be despised by people in the world who value love and righteousness.

这年头，一不小心就答应不得了的事最新更新:2016-10-2712:00:00

That day in Yan Tiezha's mourning hall, when Sun Xiuqing pointed her long sword at Ximen Chuuxue, she looked at the latter with complicated eyes.

Anger, puzzlement, grief, but more of an admiration for men.

——Admiration for killing the enemy of the teacher and the enemy of the brother.

Even if Dugu Yihe's body was parked in the backyard, even if she had just learned that Emei's family had been destroyed, she chose to stand here, staring at the cold white-clothed man with big tears streaming down the corners of her eyes——

She was so sad, so sad that she couldn't even hold the sword in her hand.

Huo Tianqing snorted coldly, and the man who, like Lu Xiaofeng, saw Sun Xiuqing's expression scoffed at him: "Stupid."

He nodded slightly to Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou: "You two do as you please."

"Brother Lu."

Hua Manlou, who didn't know what happened, gently wiped away the light blood stains on her cheeks, and Mr. Ruya said slowly, "Let's go."

They still have a lot to do, a lot of information to confirm, no time to waste.

Everyone present did not expect that the follow-up would be so unexpected.

Sun Xiuqing actually disregarded the objections of the other Sanxiu, forgot the hatred between master and senior brother, and didn't care about the near-extinction of the school, and followed Ximen Chuuxue back to Wanmei Villa.

What's even more ironic is that she didn't stay at Wanmei Villa—whether as a guest or as a hostess.

So even though Lu Xiaofeng drank wine for three days and three nights in Wanmei Villa, he never met Sun Xiuqing, instead he heard a lot of ramblings from the old housekeeper.

"Master's sword fell in a forest, can you help me get it?"

Gong Shi saw that Lu Xiaofeng didn't seem to want to say much on this issue, so he naturally didn't want to be bored by asking, so he handed back the empty bowl in his hand to the beautiful maidservant: "Thank you."

The servant Fu took the porcelain bowl from behind: "Young Master, please wait a moment."

She Shi Shiran went out with the bowl in her hand, and after thirty steps, Lu Xiaofeng, who was listening intently, could no longer hear the footsteps.

"Master, I am Lu Xiaofeng's friend now, and Lu Xiaofeng is also a friend of the Ximen owner, so is the young master a friend of the Ximen owner?"

"..."

"Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows?"

Gong Shi saw that Lu Xiaofeng was looking towards the door with his ears up and did not answer himself, he suddenly coughed loudly: "Don't look at it, don't look at it, Lu Xiaofeng, who has confidante all over the world, won't even let the maids of Wanmei Villa go? You are still Ximen The owner's friend."

Lu Xiaofeng had been concentrating on counting silently in his heart from the maidservant's first step out of the room. At this time, he was suddenly awakened by Gong Shi, and he heard the latter's remarks again. He subconsciously stroked his beard and explained: "I am indeed not as good as Shaoqing. Still thirty steps."

"Someone is here again, maybe just passing by."

The golden fox shook his head triumphantly when he heard the words, as if a fluffy tail dangled in the air behind him: "The footsteps of this person are lighter, and the lightness skill must be much better than that of the young lady just now, there are still ten steps."

Lu Xiaofeng looked back subconsciously - this time he heard the footsteps later and less clearly.

The door of the room opened slowly under Lu Xiaofeng's nervous gaze, and the white Ximen Chuuxue and two pitch-black swords in his hand appeared in front of them.

One of the two swords was hidden in a black sheath, ancient and narrow, with a cold shock, just like its owner.

The other one is much more peculiar.

Its sword body is black, with no pattern or sheath, and the whole sword hangs limply and trembles uncontrollably, like a real snake, or a twisted noodle.

"Your sword."

Ximen Chuuxue's voice was not loud, and there were not many ups and downs, but Gong Shi could hear some displeasure from it.

The former put the noodle-like sword on the couch: "Don't let go of the sword easily, leave your body."

"Master's Suhuan!"

Lu Xiaofeng saw Gong Shaoqing lifted the quilt and sat up straight, happily picked up the sword, wondering where the scabbard was, and then saw the latter bend the soft sword and wrap it around his waist...

The belt is generally around the waist? ? ?

However, that person didn't realize there was anything wrong with his actions, and he was still tightening the soft sword a little bit, so tight that it almost gave people the illusion that he would be cut off at the waist if he took a little breath.

"Master never let Suhuan leave, this time is an exception."

After wrapping up the soft sword, the golden fox sorted out his clothes a little—a black belt was added to the white fabric, which looked no different from an ordinary belt at first glance—he wrapped himself back in the quilt, and looked at Ximen seriously and intently. Fuxue: "But I admit that I shouldn't let Suhuan go. Although I can't be called a swordsman, I can barely be called a person who uses a sword, but no matter what kind of situation, I shouldn't let the sword leave me."

The latter nodded slightly when he heard the words: "Exactly."

"You have a good sword."

Gong Shi's eyes fell on the black scabbard long sword, and his eyes were filled with admiration after scrutinizing it carefully: "But my master's plain ring is not bad."

"This is a good sword."

"Suhuan is very light. The light young master thought it was a black belt when he saw it for the first time. Your sword looks very heavy. How heavy is it?"

"Net weight seven catties 13 taels"

"Although Su Huan is very long, its weight is less than half of your sword. It only weighs two catties and one tael. When the young master recovers from his injury, I will let you see how it is full of inner strength."

"it is good."

"But the young master won't fight swords with you after he recovers from his injury."

"..."

"... until noon."

Lu Xiaofeng, who was left aside by the two of them, touched the lower two eyebrows, and the upper two twitched: "Even a swordsman is a human being, and he has to eat, but Lu Xiaofeng not only needs to eat, but also needs a jar of good wine."

"You see, my young master is useless. My young master knows that he is peerless, so if you don't compare, then don't compare."

"..."

"How does a killing sword compare to a guarding sword? If you want to talk about the way of swords with me, then I can still say a few words, but it's not comparable to swords."

"It's a word."

"One word... No, wait, what the young master promised you is just one word???"

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't pay any attention to the golden fox on the couch with its fur fried, he turned to Lu Xiaofeng and said, "You've been drinking for three days and three nights."

"You can never drink enough wine. What's more, Wanmei Villa is full of high-quality wine. Besides the wine, you also have friends. Besides, you have a new friend now."

Gong Shi: "..."

So it's the young master who is being ignored now, right? ? ?Ximen Chuuxue, you can do it.

The lunch was served in a beautiful and delicate pavilion in the garden by the old housekeeper of Wanmei Villa.

The pavilion is very beautiful, and the green tiles and red poles are exquisitely carved, which shows that the builders are very careful.

The pavilion is very delicate, so delicate that in summer, under the cover of layers of green waves, only the white screen windows can be faintly seen.

The round stone table in the pavilion is already filled with good dishes and a jug of good wine.

When the three of them walked forward or backward, at the last palace that moved slowly, they found that a person had already sat down in the pavilion.

a woman.

Although he didn't know her, let alone met her, Gong Shi already knew the identity of the woman.

There is only one woman who can appear in Wanmei Villa.

——Sun Xiuqing, one of the former Emei Four Talents.

The moment Sun Xiuqing saw the three of them, she stood up gracefully, her gaze was always on Ximen Chuuxue, and she didn't look at Lu Xiaofeng and Gong Shi until the three of them walked in.

She saluted Lu Xiaofeng and Gong Shi quite politely, but she did not use the etiquette of people in the Jianghu.

She did this, perhaps because she was determined to withdraw from the arena, or maybe because she was just an ordinary woman shy and shy in front of her sweetheart.

"I've met Mr. Lu and... this Mr."

"Gong Shaoqing."

"Master Gong."

"Girl Sun."

Gong Shi's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the corners of his lips curled up behind the mask - he suddenly wondered what Sun Xiuqing's expression would be if he knew that he was the murderer who slaughtered Emei.

But now, Sun Xiuqing's smile is bright and joyful, like a crabapple just blooming, and her eyes are even more tender: "Ximen... the owner."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded slightly as a response.

"The script says that the sword god Ximen Fuxue only eats hard-boiled eggs and doesn't drink alcohol. Is that also a lie?"

Gong Shi suddenly turned his head and said to Lu Xiaofeng, "Why don't you tell me what's real and what's not."

"at this point……"

"I don't just eat hard-boiled eggs."

Ximen Chuuxue's voice was still cold. He looked at the golden fox and said slowly, "It's not that he doesn't drink."

"That's it."

Palace time thoughtful.

Lu Xiaofeng, who was interrupted by his friend, lifted his clothes and sat on the stone bench in a big way. He picked up the jar of wine and said, "Now that the wine is good and the food is good, why don't Shaoqing forget those untrue words—if you really If you want to tell the truth from the fake, you can talk about it while eating—or witness it yourself.”

"It seems that Lu Xiaofeng is really hungry."

Gong Shi sat down beside Lu Xiaofeng, and in his words he sighed and teased: "I think I should starve you for a while, so that you will forget the wine in your arms."

The gold-covered dandy slowly took off the fox mask while talking.

The eyes of the young man with his eyebrows as far away as mountains and eyes full of spring water flowed, and his face as white as high-quality suet under the sun was full of smiles: "Maybe you can see Lu Xiaofeng, who is well-known all over the world, eat the whole table—— That must be great fun."

Lu Xiaofeng hugged his beloved fine wine: "..."

What hatred and what resentment.

Ximen Chuuxue glanced across the four stiff eyebrows: "Not bad."

Lu Xiaofeng: "???"

Ever since Gong Shi took off her mask, Sun Xiuqing, who was by her side, had an awkward smile on her face.

Women pay more or less attention to their appearance, let alone in front of their sweetheart.

Women are those who please themselves.

But now she is being compared to a man.

Even though she knew in her heart that Ximen Chuuxue was not someone who cared about appearances——Sun Xiuqing couldn't keep herself calm when facing such a face.

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"Ok?"

Sun Xiuqing's gaze was not straightforward, nor did he stare directly at Gong Shi - at least Lu Xiaofeng was the only one who stared directly at the golden fox after taking off his mask - but Gong Shi still noticed that the woman stopped occasionally. standing gaze.

"Miss Sun, is there something dirty on my young master's face?"

The corners of the dude's eyes are slightly raised, and the three parts are full of surprise and three parts charming.

He buckled the golden mask on the table with one hand, and when he looked sideways at Sun Xiuqing, his long hair fell off his shoulders: "Why do you keep staring at me?"

"...I, I'm just a little surprised."

There was a bit of panic in Sun Xiuqing's words, or she was already flustered the moment she saw Gong Shi's face: "I didn't expect Mr. Gong to be so... Fengshen Junlang Zhilan Yushu."

"Thank you, Miss Sun."

Light white, slender fingers with well-defined joints lightly pressed against the graceful chin, and the dandy blinked at Sun Xiuqing, making the latter even more at a loss: "Actually, more people say that I have a male and female face——I have to wear it because I have no choice but to wear it." Put on a mask, otherwise this face would cause too much trouble—such as the four eyebrows holding the wine jar beside me. Hero Lu, why are you staring at me?"

"..."

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly tore off the red seal of the wine jar, and did not let the other three people lift it up and gulped it down, even wet his front.

"Could it be that the young master's face reminds you of a beauty?"

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