Falling flowers do not return

The fox evaded the important point and said lightly: "There is still half a year left, does Chuuxue want to retreat?"

"In January."

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly raised his hand to press the five fingers unconsciously curled up under the dude's quilt.

"...Master actually wants to stop you from going."

The golden fox lowered his eyes, clasped his hands behind his back and interlocked his fingers: "Both of you will see blood when you strike your sword. This duel is definitely not a one-off point. A death fight is actually more appropriate."

He stared at Ximen Chuuxue for a long while, then suddenly moved forward and lightly pecked the corner of the man's lips.

"It would be best if you win."

"If you lose, the young master will follow you through life and death."

The news of the duel between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng successfully boiled the water in the rivers and lakes that was not cold at all.

Even though there is still eight months until the agreed date, there are already different opinions among martial arts practitioners.

Some people say that the sword god Ximen Chuuxue will win, some people say that the flying fairy is invincible, and some even use their fists to set up a good game in the hope of making a fortune.

The discussion of the duel between the two masters of swordsmanship was in a state of turmoil among the people, even overshadowing the current news that the emperor decreed to marry the successor, Princess Ping'an of the Taiping Palace.

At the same time, Jiangnan, Baihualou.

Lu Xiaofeng, as always, squeezed into Baihualou to find Huamanlou for the New Year.

"So you are helping that young master find his younger brother?"

Hua Manlou was holding a cup of steaming tea with both hands, and several plates of simple but delicate snacks were placed in front of him.

He smiled lightly and said softly, "And that younger brother is in Wanmei Villa now?"

"should be."

Lu Xiaofeng's four eyebrows were tangled together, and his index finger tapped on the table, even the snacks on the table kept trembling: "Gong Shaoqing fully fits Gong Jiu's description."

But Gong Jiu and Gong Shaoqing are not similar in appearance, not even one point.

What's more, Gong Shaoqing is a very interesting person, good at swordsmanship, and his appearance is... and Shi Zixu is five points similar.

Although I don't know if Gong Shaoqing's escape from marriage is true or not, let it be false, if it is true, telling Gong Jiu that the former is in Wanmei Villa is tantamount to pushing the latter into the fire pit.

Lu Xiaofeng was very annoyed, his eyebrows dropped a few, and his beard curled up.

"I plan to go to Wanmei Villa to meet Gong Shaoqing."

He pondered over it and said: "Brother Hua, why don't you come with me? If you don't like Ximen Chuuxue's murderous spirit, you can just walk around Wanmei Villa to enjoy the plum blossoms. Wanmei Villa is very interesting in winter."

——Since Shi Zixu's death, Huamanlou has never left Baihualou.

Now it's New Years again - this time last year was when Zixu and Huamanlou fell out - Lu Xiaofeng was really worried about the latter.

"Thousands of plum blossoms are in full bloom, which is indeed a rare sight."

The voice of the gentle and elegant young man paused slightly.

Huamanlou knew in his heart why Lu Xiaofeng invited him to go out together, and Baihualou really made him fall in love with the scene, and even couldn't sleep at night.

The grief of losing a loved one is not relieved by time.

So he finally agreed: "Then I will go to Wanmei Villa to bother you with Brother Lu."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed loudly: "Okay! That's it!"

这年头，一不小心就见故人最新更新:2016-11-0412:00:00

Gong Shi sat on a rocking chair.

The rocking chair swayed in the pavilion.

The golden fox is wearing a moon-white cloak, with snowy winter plums in front of him, a pot of hot tea in hand, and two braziers under his feet.

The plum groves in Wanmei Villa have been in existence for decades, and their bones are frosted and iron, giving them a unique beauty.

Twenty-five days have passed since I learned that Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng had decided to fight.

Now when he was in the palace, his chest injury was mostly healed, but in five days, Ximen Chuuxue will go to retreat and learn the way of swordsmanship.

From the time they first met to the present, the former has been seriously injured, and now he has finally recovered, but he has to separate.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would feel depressed and unable to let go.

But Gong Shi has no worries in this regard at all.

As if he was sure that Ximen Chuuxue would win, he had no worries, and even began to gradually move away from the latter, changing from the past when he could hang on the latter and never lie down, if he could lie down, he would never sit, and if he could sit, he would never stand Instead of being lazy, I turned to admiring plum blossoms all day long.

As if there would be no chance in the future, he would never return to Wanmei Villa until dark.

Dandy rocked back and forth comfortably and comfortably, unconsciously stroking the fox mask with his long fingers.

He has been watching like this for an hour today, and he still has no intention of stopping.

"Squeak-"

The golden fox suddenly stopped.

He tilted his head slightly to listen for a while, put on his mask, and continued to shake again.

After dozens of breaths, there was the slight crunch of the two people's footsteps stepping on the snow in the cold wind, as well as the volume that was not deliberately pressed.

"how?"

One of them spoke frivolously and out of tune: "There are more than a hundred flowers in the Baihualou where the building is full of flowers. I don't know if there are really ten thousand red plums in Wanmei Villa."

"Brother Lu, if you are interested, why not count them up."

The other person has a gentle voice with a smile, like a spring breeze blowing on his face.

"Lu Xiaoji, why don't we make a bet? I'll bet that there are really ten thousand plum blossoms here,"

The third person said: "How about it, do you want to bet with me?"

third person?

The golden fox frowned slightly - with his skill, he didn't hear the footsteps of the third person - this person's lightness skill far surpassed everyone he knew.

"Oh, what's the bet?"

No.1's interested voice is getting closer.

"If the young master is Lu Xiaofeng, the young master will not bet with him, because there are exactly [-] red plums around Wanmei Villa."

The golden fox raised his voice and said: "Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows, you are doomed."

"Shaoqing? Why are you sitting in the Merlin?"

"Why, it's strange that my young master wants to appreciate plum blossoms?"

Slowly smoothing the folds of the clothes with five fingers, the golden fox got up from the rocking chair and turned to look at the person coming.

His movements are graceful and flowing, and his temperament is luxurious. Lu Xiaofeng even saw the shadow of his new friend Gong Jiu in the golden fox for a moment——

Lu Xiaofeng began to believe that Gong Jiu and Gong Shi were brothers.

"Hero Lu."

The golden fox stood in the pavilion condescendingly, his eyes swept over Hua Manlou with faint curiosity but not impolitely, he looked at Sikong Zhaixing, and finally returned to Four Eyebrows: "These two are...?"

"These two are my friends, Lu Xiaofeng."

Although Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand why Gong Shaoqing would sit in the plum grove outside Wanmei Villa, but it didn't concern him, so he proudly stroked his beard and introduced: "The building is full of flowers, Sikong picks the stars."

"Huamanlou...Sikong Zhaixing..."

The golden fox murmured: "Master, I just remembered, it was said in the story book..."

"stop--"

Lu Xiaofeng interrupted subconsciously.

He didn't want to hear descriptions such as "clothes as the background and hair as clothes" again: "Shaoqing, you haven't forgotten those untrue words?"

"Lu Xiaofeng, why are you so excited?"

Sikong Zhaixing seemed to be very interested in the golden mask on Gong Shi's face, he walked past Lu Xiaofeng like a monkey, and said to Gong Shi, "Who are you? Why are you wearing a golden mask? What did the script say?"

"The young master's surname is Gong. He was just an ordinary dandy before, but now he can barely be considered as Ximen Chuuxue... two people who are in harmony with each other?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Lu Xiaofeng picked out his ears: "Wait a minute, Shaoqing, what did you just say?"

Gong Shi: "Young Master used to be just—"

Lu Xiaofeng: "The next sentence."

Gong Shi: "Right now, Ximen Chuuxue and Ximen Chuuxue are two people who are in harmony with each other?"

Lu Xiaofeng, who was opened the door to the world for the third time: "..."

The golden fox glanced at the four eyebrows that were frozen in place inexplicably, and continued to say to Sikong Zhaixing: "The reason why I wear a mask is because I am so good-looking that I am afraid that others will not be able to control it. The story book says that Sikong Zhaixing is The king of stealing kings is unique in the world in lightness kung fu, and it is rare in the world to distinguish one's position from flowers all over the building, flowing clouds and flying sleeves - I didn't expect the young master to see them all at once today."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

The description of Huamanlou and Sikong Zhaixing in that script is so normal, why is it related to him so...

"Thank you."

Hua Manlou nodded slightly to the golden fox, being gentle and polite.

Sikong Zhaixing laughed loudly: "You are really interesting."

"Young master also thinks he is very interesting."

The dandy tapped his toes lightly, and his robe fell to the ground lightly.

Hua Manlou felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and the other party smiled and said, "Are you here to find Ximen Chuuxue?"

"it's not true."

Hua Manlou smiled softly: "I'm here with Brother Sikong to appreciate the plum blossoms."

"What about Lu Xiaofeng?"

The golden fox walked around Huamanlou, and suddenly said deliberately: "Huamanlou from Jiangnan, you look so good-looking."

Huamanlou froze suddenly upon hearing the words.

The former didn't stop walking, and his eyes didn't fluctuate at all, he turned to Lu Xiaofeng again: "Lu Xiaofeng, what are you here for?"

The corner of Lu Xiaofeng's lips twitched: "Come to force the marriage."

Gong Shi's eyes were puzzled: "Forced marriage?"

Lu Xiaofeng pretended to be unpredictable: "I met a young man in white."

Gong Shi continued to be confused: "So?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "His name is Gong Jiu."

Gong Shi: "..."

The golden fox turned around and left: "Walk slowly."

Lu Xiaofeng knew it in his heart: "So it's true."

"...Ximen Chuuxue is going to retreat in five days."

The golden fox's eyes were lowered, his five fingers curled up slightly hidden in the cloak, he stopped and turned his head to the three people behind him: "If the three of you are here to appreciate the plum blossoms, you are naturally welcome - if you are Lu Xiaofeng..."

He blinked: "It's true that Gong Jiu is my elder brother, but you are also my friend."

In the palace, the words fell, and I was about to leave.

"Master Gong."

Hua Manlou, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "You..."

The golden fox probably didn't hear it.

His figure flashed past several plum trees and disappeared.

"..."

"Brother Hua?"

"..."

"Brother Hua? Huamanlou?"

"...I'm fine."

Hua ManLou came back to his senses, he had a smile on his lips, but the smile that Lu XiaoFeng was most familiar with somehow added five points of bitterness: "It's just that Mr. Gong's words are very similar to Zi Xu..."

"..."

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless.

He patted Hua Manlou on the shoulder: "Brother Hua, the deceased is already dead, not to mention that Zixu may not want you to be sad. Mr. Gong probably said it unintentionally."

"Who are you talking about?"

Monk Sikong Zhaixing Zhang Er, who had never met Shi Zixu, was puzzled: "Who is Gong Jiu?"

The building is full of flowers...

The moon white cloak was blown up by the strong wind, and the golden fox kept walking, returning to Wanmei Villa as fast as possible.

The building is full of flowers...

His mind was full of thoughts, and he kept checking whether he had revealed a flaw just now.

The building is full of flowers.....

"hateful!"

Gong Shi hit the branch of the plum tree with his fist, his long finger was cut and at the same time, the flowers fell like rain, adorning the cloak one after another.

He shouldn't be affected, he shouldn't be recognized as Shi Zixu, he shouldn't have said that.

He didn't want to fall short.

Shi Zixu's four years can only be the past, Shi Zixu must be a dead person.

The golden fox's thin chest heaved violently for a while before it gradually calmed down: "Brother..."

This is Wanmei Villa, the Wanmei Villa of Ximen Chuuxue.

Dandy repeatedly emphasized in his heart——

His eyes were focused a little bit, and his waist was straightened up a little bit.

It's time for him again.

Gong Shi slowly tightened the cloak, and slowly took off the mask, revealing a bright and beautiful smile on the delicate face.

"Ximen Fuxue..."

He was dissatisfied with the short words that slipped out of his light-colored lips, so he said it again: "Chuixue..."

Love and joy are overflowing in the shorter two syllables, and even the pair of phoenix eyes contain tenderness and tenderness.

it's OK now.

"Blowing snow, blowing snow!"

Ximen Chuuxue is dealing with the affairs of the villa.

His face was calm and focused—if the golden fox hadn't rushed into the room with a cold air and hung on him—Sword God could probably finish it quickly.

However, the golden fox is not the master of An Fen: "Lu Xiaofeng is here, and he also brought Huamanlou and Sikong Zhaoxing. Those two are also your friends?"

"No."

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes did not move, his wrist was steady.

"Master thought you and Lu Xiaofeng's friends knew each other..."

A few red plums suddenly appeared on the paper.

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyes.

"Huh? What?"

The other party was wearing red plums but didn't know it at all: "Look at what the young master is doing? Could it be..."

The golden fox hugged the sword god's neck, and pulled the latter down involuntarily: "Master said Fuxue, you look cute..."

The last syllable disappeared between the lips of the two.

The dandy's eyebrows were curved, and his initiative was somewhat jerky.

He bit the man's lower lip lightly, and slowly licked that bit of soft flesh with the scarlet soft tip of his tongue.

"Blowing snow... I know you are cold-tempered..."

The golden fox was out of breath, and leaned against the man without any gaps: "But the young master wants... thinks..."