Women's First Swordsman [Transmigration Book]

Hearing these words, Su Mo was slightly taken aback, and after a while, he laughed very lightly, and stretched out his hand to pinch Mubai's cheek.

Mu Bai felt that his action was suspicious as if he was rubbing some kind of small animal, and immediately slapped that hand away: "I mean it seriously."

"Okay, seriously." Su Mo bent down and wrapped the man in his arms, burying his face in the crescent of his neck.

Mu Bai noticed that he was smelling his body, with a certain nostalgia and tenderness, the breath lingered on the skin.

"Xiaobai, I don't want to let you go." This person has always been rational, but now he whispered unrealistic words in his ear, "We will live like this for the rest of our lives."

Mu Bai didn't respond.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, on the carriage to Lingyundu, this man once lowered his beautiful eyes and said softly, "I'm tired."

At about that time, he really wanted to avoid all these disputes, but the reality pushed him to the cusp, and if he didn't fight, he would be swallowed by the huge waves.

"noob?"

Mu Bai came back to his senses, and touched Su Mo's eyelashes like kissing a butterfly: "As soon as the martial arts conference is over, I will go find you."

"it is good."

Watching Mu Bai return to bed after eating the cake, Su Mo lightly blew out the candle in the lampshade.

In the darkness, only the sound of even breathing can be heard.

The two lay face to face on the bed, Mu Bai stared at Su Mo's lustrous jade eyes for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Brother Su Mo, you look so calm and breezy in Peng's residence, I still treat you as nothing at all. I didn't take it to heart."

Su Mo thought for a while and asked, "What did I look like then?"

"Just like usual, still smiling."

"Oh." Su Mo said softly, "I was thinking about how to remove his eyes so that he wouldn't keep staring at you."

Mu Bai: "...I can't see it at all."

He raised his hand and fiddled with Su Mo's eyelashes: "It's so well hidden, I didn't realize that my good brother still has so many thoughts."

Su Mo said, "I don't know, I have these thoughts."

Mu Bai embraced the person in front of him tenderly for a moment, yawned lazily, then leaned on Su Mo's shoulder and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Su Mo didn't expose it, and lightly poked the soft flesh on his cheek with his fingers, tucked the quilt up for him, and fell asleep together.

Early the next morning, Mu Bai washed up and changed into a simple white bunt.

Today, he only lightly applied some powder to soften his facial features, and didn't even apply lip balm, but he didn't look listless, on the contrary, he was as refreshing as a new leaf stretched in early spring.

Su Mo sent Mu Bai out of the post station, and helped him into the carriage.

Mu Bai said goodbye to him, but his hand was still held, and he did not take it out after two twitches: "Brother Su Mo, let go."

Su Mo said "um", looked at him with a smile, and didn't let go of his hand.

Mu Bai shook his hands twice, and dangled in the air with his black robe sleeves: "You let me go quickly, don't let the coachman see the joke."

The brother driver who was looking at them with a smile on his face immediately turned his head, waved his hands and said, "I didn't look at it, I didn't look at anything."

Mu Bai laughed, and the morning light fell on his bent silkworm, making his smile clear and soft.

Su Mo shook his head, held his hands even tighter, and opened his sleeves to hug all the people in the carriage.

Mu Bai bent down, leaned close to his ear, and called softly: "Husband."

Taking advantage of brother Hao's stupefied moment, Mu Bai kissed him on the side of the cheek, quickly pulled out his hand, and got into the carriage.

The car curtain was lowered, and a brisk voice came from behind: "Let's go, brother, to Qinglian Valley."

"Okay." The coachman replied, and turned his head to Su Mo who was standing beside the carriage to assure him, "Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely deliver your daughter-in-law without a hair missing."

Su Mo also bent his eyes and smiled: "I'm sorry, brother."

"drive--"

The horse raised its hooves and ran forward, and a clean smiling face suddenly appeared from the small window on the side of the carriage: "Good brother, wait for me to find you."

Su Mo opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound, he just watched the carriage drift away.

A hidden guard hiding around the post station hit his companion: "Concentrate on your work!"

The companion yawned and lazily said: "Your Highness doesn't need our protection, don't be nervous all day long, relax."

"Normally, I don't need it, but if you look at His Highness now, Hun'er is flying away with the carriage. What if an assassin is killed at this time?"

While they were talking, Su Mo looked away, turned and entered the station.

Sitting in the carriage, Mu Bai looked at the scenery passing by the small window, after a while, he took out the Qinglian sword manual to read.

Recently, he practiced for less time than before. Although he did not regress, he was still at his original level and did not make much progress.

The Martial Arts Conference is approaching. At that time, you have to compete with other sects and masters from all walks of life, so you have to hurry up and make up for it.

In the evening, the carriage crossed the border of Wuti and entered the border of Jialan.

Rested overnight at the inns in the towns along the way, and continued on the next day, arriving at the foot of Qinglian Valley, it was already noon.

Mubai took the burden, thanked the coachman brother, and slowly walked up the mountain.

Qinglian Valley is still the same, with the breeze blowing, the shadows of the trees swaying, and the roads in the forest are mottled.

When the two disciples guarding the mountain gate saw him, they didn't recognize him at first, but when he got closer, their eyes lit up: "Junior Sister Bai!"

One disciple came up to help him carry the burden, and the other ran up the mountain road, and rushed in from a long distance, "Junior Sister Bai is back! Come out quickly—"

Mu Bai followed them into the valley, seeing familiar faces protruding from the tree house, his heart felt slightly warm.

The senior sisters gathered around and chatted about his recent situation.

"Junior Sister Bai, is Wuti Country fun?"

"Is His Royal Highness treating you well? No one bullies you over there, right?"

"Who dares to bully our Xiaobai? Hack him to death!"

Huamei smiled and said: "You guys are just worrying about nothing, Xiaobai can see that he is doing well, look at his face is round."

Mubai: "?"

He quickly raised his hand to touch his face: "...is it round?"

All the senior sisters looked at it carefully for a moment, then nodded in unison: "It's round!"

When Mu Bai fell off the cliff, he ate the wind and drank the dew, and followed his master to eat some wild fruits and grass leaves at the bottom of the cliff every day. Occasionally, he was lucky to be able to pick up a hare and a wild bird to come back.After returning to Qinglian Valley, he lost a lot of weight, and the diet in the valley was light, so naturally he couldn't make people fat, and he looked thin until he left the valley.

After marrying Wuti, the prince's mansion provided soup with delicacies from mountains and seas every day, so naturally a lot of flesh grew on his face, but it was still well-proportioned.

The senior sisters laughed and said: "It seems that the food in the Prince's Mansion is good, and it made us Xiaobai plump."

Mu Bai: "Round and round?"

Doesn't that describe pandas?

He began to wonder if he was really round without knowing it. He squeezed his arms vigorously and rubbed his cheeks: "Is it that round?"

"It's okay Xiaobai, dots are good, how lucky you are."

Mubai: "..."

The aesthetics of the elders in the family is unreliable, so it's time to ask my brother well.

He decided to change the subject and asked, "Why are you all in the room today?"

Usually at this time, Disciple Yanzhong is studying medicine in the sea of ​​trees.

"Oh, Eldest Sister said that we will leave for Wuti the day after tomorrow to participate in the martial arts conference. Tell us to pack our clothes for the next two days and keep our spirits up, so we can't let other sects watch the jokes."

Mubai nodded, and asked again: "Where is Elder Sister?"

"Elder Sister should be in the ancestral hall right now, we will take you there."

When they reached the gate of the ancestral hall, Qin Jiuge was kneeling in front of the tablet of the old valley master, and all the senior sisters fell silent. They waited for her to finish worshiping before saying: "Master, Xiaobai is back."

Qin Jiuge turned around, saw Mubai, nodded and said, "Xiaobai, stay here, I have something to say to you alone."

The other senior sisters left first to make dinner for Mu Bai.

The ancestral hall was simple, and Mu Bai dragged a futon and sat cross-legged on the spot.

Qin Jiuge asked: "Xiaobai, how is your swordsmanship?"

Mubai thought for a while, and told the senior sister all the martial arts he had learned from walking in the rivers and lakes during this time, including the footwork he learned when fighting Elder Meng, and the Xuanhemen light kung fu and body skills taught by Su Mo. Naturally, the lotus sword technique did not fail.

Qin Jiuge pondered for a moment and said: "When you walk in the rivers and lakes, it is good to have more kung fu by yourself, but after all, this conference is to represent Qinglian Valley in the battle. At that time, we should try to use only Qinglian swordsmanship in the competition, and the kung fu of other schools can be hidden. Tibetan."

Mu Bai nodded: "Understood."

Qin Jiuge continued: "Don't feel pressured, everyone in Jianghu knows that we Qinglian Valley specializes in medical skills, as long as your swordsmanship can impress them in the martial arts conference, that's enough."

She thought about it and said, "Especially the people from Chaosheng Pavilion."

Mu Bai raised his eyebrows.

"Humei told you about your father. Nan Fengyi is a heartless and ungrateful person. The old valley owner has never come to pay homage to him after he left, but we, Qinglian Valley, have never said anything against him to the outside world."

"At that time, Nan Fengyi already had a new love, so I didn't take you to recognize relatives, but later you became famous in the battle with Elder Meng, and he didn't ask a word... I'm afraid I had forgotten that I still have a daughter who lives in exile. outer."

Mu Bai felt that Nan Fengyi had better forget about it, and it was best never to think about it.

Qin Jiuge said again: "Now they are very powerful in Chaosheng Pavilion, this time they came forward to call on the martial arts factions to hold a meeting in advance to steal the limelight... That Elder Meng's heart is smaller than the tip of a needle, and he called us Qinglian Valley Young Master to fight, I'm afraid I have already made full preparations in the dark, and Mou is trying hard to win you."

"The martial arts conference decides the opponent by drawing lots. If you really meet Elder Meng at that time, it doesn't matter if you can't win. As long as you lose beautifully, there is no shame."

Mu Bai nodded: "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I will definitely beat that dead old man to pieces."

Qin Jiuge: "..."

It was an unexpected joy to learn that Mu Bai picked up the Qinglian sword manual at the bottom of the cliff. She had high hopes for her young master, but she didn't think that Mu Bai would be able to master the swordsmanship to the point where she could completely beat the old master in two or three years.

After seeing the news on Jianghu Post News, Qin Jiuge had carefully inquired about the details of the competition, and learned that Elder Meng borrowed his disciple's piano temporarily, and carelessly underestimated the enemy.

But she didn't want to hurt Mubai either, so she said earnestly, "Xiaobai, Elder Meng came prepared for this martial arts conference, so it's not that easy to deal with him. As an old senior, he openly provoked you. It's because he has a small mind. Don't be arrogant... ..."

Mubai said earnestly: "Don't worry, senior sister, there are dead branches in big trees, and stupid criticism in many people, I don't blame him."

Qin Jiuge: "..."