Women's First Swordsman [Transmigration Book]

Mu Bai was dumbfounded.

He froze for a while without moving, until Su Mo pulled him up and said, "Let's go, it's time to go back."

Only then did she recover, and raised her hand to touch the jade pendant between her eyebrows.

It was originally a piece of cold jade, but after being contaminated with a little body temperature, it felt warm to the touch.

Mu Bai glanced at Su Mo quietly, his lips were so light, the temperature would not be very high.

But why does this piece of jade feel a little hot to the touch?

He thought for a long time before saying: "You...you kiss me, no, what are you doing to kiss my jade?"

Su Mo replied with a smile: "I think it's beautiful, so I'll give it a kiss."

"You like it?" Mu Bai simply took off the eyebrow pendant, and stuffed it into Su Mo's hands like a hot yam, "I'll give it to you."

"Take it back, and kiss as many times as you want."

Su Mo raised his eyebrows: "A token of love?"

"..." Mu Bai collapsed, "Why are you like this?"

"How am I?"

After carefully organizing the language, Mu Bai issued a condemnation: "Frivolous."

"Frivolous?" Su Mo laughed out of anger, and stopped. "There are even more frivolous ones."

They had come away from the crowd, with the wall of a dark alley on one side.

Mu Bai didn't react for a while, and Su Mo raised his hand and slammed it against the wall.

"you……"

Su Mo lowered his eyes halfway, and the light and shadow fell on his face, as if melting into a painting.

He raised his hand to stop Mu Bai's fist, and said lazily, "What about me?"

Mu Bai gritted his teeth, raised his legs and knees against his abdomen.

Su Mo moved sideways and got out of the way.

Xuanhemen's body skills are unpredictable, Mubai doesn't have a sword, so he can hardly be beaten by melee combat alone.

"Don't hide if you have the ability."

After Mu Bai became a teacher, he had hardly encountered any real opponents in the arena. Only now did he understand the aggrievedness of Luo Wangchuan's fight with the old man Baihe.

It's like punching cotton.

He ran after Su Mo for a while, and finally caught a gap, threw him to the ground, and locked his hands.

Su Mo pulled out his hand and was immediately caught by Mu Bai.

After a few blows between the two of them, Su Mo gave up resisting and let him be locked up honestly.

Mu Bai still didn't dare to relax, clasped Su Mo's five fingers tightly, and straddled him.

Su Mo's voice was panting, and he said with a smile, "Miss Bai, is it inappropriate for you?"

"Who told you to keep running?"

"Don't run and stand and get beaten?"

"Why didn't you fight back?" Mu Bai casually wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and immediately pressed him down again.

Su Mo laughed: "I can't do it. Miss Bai, your skirt is torn. Others will think I'm bullying you when they see it."

Mu Bai lowered his head to look at the gauze skirt on his body, after a lot of wrestling, two strands had been torn.

He was silent, let go of Su Mo, and got up from him.

Patting his clothes, he said, "Let me let you go this time, and next time you dare to tease me, I will beat you every time I see you."

"When did I flirt with you?" Su Mo looked innocent.

"You pressed me against the wall, isn't it molesting?"

"I just saw that your hair was messed up and wanted to fix it for you."

"I believe in your evil." Mu Bai glanced at him, then swung his sleeves and strode away.

Su Mo caught up with the eyebrow pendant: "You forgot this."

"Don't you like it? They say I'll give it to you, what else do you want me to do?"

"I was just joking." Su Mo grabbed him, and carefully inserted the eyebrow pendant back on Mu Bai's forehead.

Mu Bai was still angry, didn't bother to talk to him, and stood still: "Are you alright?"

"Okay." Su Mo said, holding his face and looking at it for a moment, as if observing whether the pendant was worn crookedly, and said, "Xiaobai, you look good today."

The corner of Mubai's lips twitched, then pressed down again, pretending to be still very unhappy: "I look good every day."

Su Mo looked at him and smiled: "Yes."

"Do you think I'll be happy if you praise me?"

Is a little happy, but can not show it.

Su Mo pressed Leng Yu carefully between his brows, then suddenly leaned over and kissed Mu Bai's side face.

Mubai: "..."

"Ah, it seems to be even more angry." After Su Mo finished speaking, he let him go and flew away lightly on tiptoe.

Mubai: "...!"

"!!!"

That night, the Young Man on the Snow rushed into Su Mo's room with the Tianyu Liufang Sword on his back, and smashed his bed down with one blow.

Su Mo flew up to the beam, and the beam was also cut in half.

……

Half an hour later, Su Mo sat leisurely among the ruined walls and poured a sip of tea: "These are all items from Lingyun Palace, and they must be paid for."

Mubai had been prepared for a long time, and took out a night pearl from his sleeve, and put it on the table where a corner was cut off: "Is that enough?"

Su Mo shook his head and laughed: "It's really a big deal."

"It's worth it if I can grab you and beat you up."

Mu Bai clapped his palms, turned his head and was about to leave, when Su Mo suddenly asked, "Come to see me tonight, don't you want to learn lightness kung fu?"

He paused for a moment, then turned around: "Are you still willing to teach me?"

"I promised to teach you, so I won't break my promise."

Mubai's heart skipped a beat, but he still insisted: "You are really strange."

After being beaten, he didn't say a word, but he still wanted to teach himself lightness kung fu.

Su Mo pulled him closer: "Gentle your breath."

"Don't you ask me why I beat you?"

"Okay." Su Mo adjusted his breath for him, and asked cooperatively, "Why?"

"Because you molested a girl from a good family." After saying the last two words, Mu Bai lowered his voice guilty.

Su Mo laughed lowly, and said quite cooperatively: "So that's how it was, you actually saw it."

Hearing what he said, Mu Bai felt even more guilty.

"However." Su Mo said lightly, "It's not a loss if you kiss and get beaten up."

He raised his eyes: "Besides, you are very light."

Mubai was just discouraged, only the furniture was seriously damaged, and a night pearl was enough for people to repair it, and even renovate the whole house.

As for Su Mo, he was punched twice in the chest, but he hasn't hit hard yet.

Mu Bai lowered his eyes and said, "I've beaten you disabled, I'll find someone to learn lightness kung fu."

Besides, Su Mo never fought back from the very beginning.

Mu Bai was a little discouraged: "When will I be able to catch up with you?"

Su Mo asked, "Why are you chasing me?"

"When I can catch up with you, you will fight me seriously."

"It's not that I'm not serious, it's just that I can't do it."

"why?"

"I like you."

Su Mo's expression was calm, and his tone seemed to be joking.

Mu Bai stared at him, and whispered: "I believe in your evil."

Su Mo sighed: "I don't call you brother anymore."

Mu Bai glanced at him, and changed his words: "I believed in my good brother's evil."

Su Mo: "..."

Half a month later, it coincided with the annual selection of disciples, and Lingyun Palace held a banquet in the main hall and held a welcome reception, drinking until midnight.

The disciples of the entire mountain gate are gathered in the main hall, so only that place is brightly lit, and the other places are not lit.

In the night, the long corridor was dim, Bai Ying pushed open a door, stepped in, and quietly closed the door.

After confirming that there was no one in the room, Mu Bai lit a torch, and quietly approached the desk.

The table is full of sword manuals.

He flipped through it casually, but he couldn't find the love letter Jiang Cijing said that Luo Ziyi sent to Miss Ling.

Thinking about it, even if Luo Wangchuan still kept this kind of thing, it would be impossible to put it here.

Mubai opened the wardrobe again.

There are only two or three sets of clothes and exercise clothes that head Luo usually wears.

Most of the things that "Miss Ling" was carrying when she appeared were in the package that Luo Ziyi picked up.

Since Luo Wangchuan threw away those things, he would not have left any evidence in his house.

Mu Bai shook his head, then walked around the house again, knocking around to see if there was a hidden pavilion.

He had already searched very carefully, but Luo Wangchuan had no other interests except practicing swords, and there were few furnishings in the house, so it was almost obvious at a glance.

There is only a straw mat, a pillow and a sword on the bed, and there is no bedding... and so on.

sword?

Mu Bai walked to the bed.

It is well known that Jian Chi never leaves his body with his sword, and sleeps with his arms in his arms at night, but Luo Wangchuan is presiding over the meeting in the main hall at this time, so he must carry his sword with him.

Then this is...

Mu Bai picked it up and looked at it for a moment.

From the outside, the scabbard and hilt are very ordinary, without any engraving patterns, the kind that officers and soldiers patrolling on the street hold one.

Pulling out the sword body is nothing special, just an iron sword, it can't prove anything.

Mu Bai was a little disappointed, picked up the scabbard and shook it.

"Snapped".

A letter fell out.

His eyes lit up, he bent down to pick it up, and was about to take it apart for a look, when he heard footsteps outside the door.

As soon as he reached the door, Luo Wangchuan realized something was wrong and kicked the door open.

There was no one in there.

Still not letting go of his vigilance, he put his hand on the hilt of his sword and stepped into the house.

It was empty and silent in the darkness, making the sound of footsteps especially loud.

Luo Wangchuan closed the door and walked to the candlestick.

"Chi".

The moment the candle was lit, a white shadow burst out of the door with this slight sound.

"Stop!" Luo Wangchuan immediately drew out his sword and flew to catch up.

After chasing him not far, he discovered that Bai Ying's lightness kung fu was somewhat familiar, like...

white crane?

That was the shadow that he had lingered for many years.

Liufenghuixuejian, who is number one on the list of knights, can't even cut off a piece of old man Baihe's clothes.

Luo Wangchuan accelerated suddenly like a ruthless one, and cut through the eaves where Mu Bai was staying with his sword.

Mu Bai was startled, and hurriedly flew to another place.

Luo Wangchuan kept chasing after him, and the blade of his sword swept down a pile of tiles on the eaves of Lingyun Palace.

The successive crackling noises startled everyone in the hall.

All the disciples and uncles of Lingyun Palace, Jiang Shenzhu, Huamei and others who stayed here came out of the hall to check the situation.

Hearing that Sect Leader Luo was chasing a snitch in white outside, Ye Xing pushed Su Mo's wheelchair out.

Everyone gathered in the square outside the hall with a wide view, watching the two figures jump up and down between the rooms, and finally stopped on the top of the hall.

Mu Bai stepped onto the cornice a few steps, and suddenly heard a loud voice behind him: "Don't run away, I won't kill you."

"?"

He hesitated for a moment, then turned around, and saw Luo Wangchuan standing on the cornice at the other end.

He didn't get close, but he still pointed his sword at Mubai.

"Your body skills are learned from the old man Baihe?"

Mu Bai didn't say anything.

Luo Wangchuan took it as a default, and asked again: "You sneaked into my house and stole what?"

Mu Bai still didn't make a sound.

Luo Wangchuan didn't ask any more questions, he didn't have any valuables in his house, and he didn't feel bad if he lost it.

On the contrary, he was very interested in the Snitch in front of him. He had the shadow of a white crane in his posture, but he carried a sword on his back.

Luo Wangchuan held the sword behind his back, and said seriously: "I want to have a match with you, click to finish, if I win, you will give me back what you stole."

"Then, what if I win?" Mu Bai asked.

"Then you can take it."

"it is good."

Mu Bai supported the hilt of the sword, and slowly drew out the Tianyuliufang sword.

Under the thin moonlight, seven bright white jade stones are shining like stars.

"Hey! They're fighting!"

"This Snitch is actually able to compete with Sect Master Luo, and he has a lot of background."

Jiang Cijing guessed that the snitch in white was treading snow, and silently sweated: "I don't know who will win between the two of them?"

Thrush crossed her eyebrows to watch the excitement, and said, "I bet, the one with the sword must win!"