Being an NPC, everyone is cute

Chang'an is like the moonlight in the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City.

It made Ximen Chuuxue a little dazed.

After many years, he has been in the new martial arts forest where there are many swordsmanship masters, but he always remembers the decisive battle with Ye Gucheng back then, like a lonely and unfinished dream.

Suddenly, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes lit up in the night sky pierced by a delicate powder.

What a quick lightness skill, what a graceful posture.

In this world, the lightness skills of various sects have obvious characteristics.As far as he knows, the scene that looks like a celestial girl scattering flowers just now should be a master of Qixiufang.

I heard Keren mentioned that Qixiu Gongsun's sword dance is the world's top swordsmanship, he has never been able to see it, it seems that today is a good day.

Ximen Chuuxue used his lightness kung fu to chase after the pink light in the night.

After jumping over several houses, the mysterious Qixiu disciple finally stopped in a courtyard with two lanterns hanging high, and Ximen Chuuxue immediately chased after him out of curiosity.

A woman came out of the courtyard, dressed so gorgeously and exquisitely that she seemed to be covered with colorful neon lights. She also held a pair of short swords in her hands, with long red silk tied to the hilt. There was a gleam of cold light.

It seems that there are only Qixiu disciples who use double swords in the Jianghu.But Ximen Chuuxue was almost certain that this woman was not the one he was chasing just now.

Gongsun Lan's face was stunned at first, then she smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, after Sun Feiliang, my uncle also accepted male disciples. She is really partial, and she refuses to teach me the Yue Nv sword."

Just as the word "I" came out of her mouth, her double swords had already been released.

Strangely, she didn't attack the enemy, but... circling in circles.

Ximen Chuuxue was a little surprised.

He was rarely surprised, but this time he really felt it.

Could it be that Qixiu's sword dance technique must first turn in circles before it can be released?

As soon as this thought came to him, he saw Gongsun Lan's sword light flashing past his eyes like a startled rainbow, and Sen Han's sword energy was heading towards the shadow of the opposite bush.

Ximen Chuuxue realized now that the person he was chasing just now had fallen under the tree.

The sharpness of Gongsun Lan's sword energy twisted the leaves into mud.Such a sword that seems to be going all out seems to be unavoidable no matter what.

However, the person on the other side easily avoided it.

Not only dodge, but the posture is also very graceful, as agile and free as a dragonfly touches water.Ximen Chuuxue narrowed his eyes, he had never seen such a strange movement.

Just after dodging, this person also started to circle around strangely.

Ximen Chuuxue was like a child seeing a new gadget, his eyes were staring almost motionlessly, for fear of missing any details.

Suddenly, the two swords in the hands of the person under the shadow of the tree flew out, and the burst of sword light interrupted Gongsun Lan's sword energy and cut off her sword dance offensive.

Gongsun Lan was so shocked that she couldn't help taking a step back, and shouted in her mouth: "It's such a move with a clear sword heart, why don't you taste the power of my sword master Tiandi!"

Gongsun Lan's twin swords suddenly changed directions and became more fierce and fierce. The branches and leaves of the surrounding trees were all destroyed by the sword energy, and even Ximen Chuuxue felt the chilling air in the wind.

The man pulled the red silk swords back into his hands, and the sword moves he danced were exactly the same as Gongsun Lan's, but the feeling of dancing was completely different.

Gongsun Lan's sword moves were as fierce as a tiger and as poisonous as a snake, while the sword dances of the Qixiu disciples were as quick as thunder and lightning, as sharp as a swimming dragon, one was a shrew with messy hair, the other was a fairy of nine days.

Ximen Chuuxue watched from the side, his heart couldn't help but get hot, thinking that if he could compete with this person, he might be able to overcome his unbearable skill.

At this moment, a chuckle was heard suddenly, the voice was elegant and high-pitched, which cheered Ximen Chuuxue: "It's getting late, and it's time to send you on your way."

Just after the words fell, it was unclear whether it was the sword light or the moonlight flashing suddenly, the tip of the sword had already touched Gongsun Lan's throat, making her unable to fight back.

For the first time, Gongsun Lan's bright face was intertwined with panic, bewilderment and embarrassment, which was much more exciting than the colorful neon dress she was wearing at the moment: "You, don't forget, I am a descendant of the Gongsun family, don't mess around Come!"

"I originally wanted to strangle you to death with this piece of silk," the man said nonchalantly, as if he hadn't seen Gongsun Lan's pale face, "but because you are the master's niece, you will not be allowed to use a sword in the future." .”

Gongsun Lan's forehead was covered with sweat, she kept swearing obscenities, and stared at the man with red eyes: "You are not afraid of being known by your uncle if you do this? I am her most beloved niece , her favorite disciple."

"Not anymore." Jian Feng swung Gongsun Lan's hands and feet, only to hear a sharp scream. Ximen Chuuxue knew that her meridians in her hands and feet had been severed, and it would be difficult to hold chopsticks, let alone a sword.

The man turned around suddenly, his profile was exposed to the bright moonlight, which was reflected in Ximen Chuuxue's pupils unexpectedly.

He froze.

"It's you?" Ximen Chuuxue was bewitched by something, driving him forward.

"That's right, it's me." Ye Gucheng put away his dagger and nodded slightly.

"You're not dead?" Ximen Chuuxue looked at him with burning eyes.

"Dead." Ye Gucheng looked at the person in front of him who liked wearing white clothes like him, loved swordsmanship, and didn't even like talking too much, as if another self had stepped out of the mirror image, "It's just that he's alive again."

Ximen Chuuxue paused this time, and suddenly said, "I'm very happy."

Ye Gucheng was stunned for a long time before he calmly said, "I am also very happy."

Ximen Chuuxue breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the two swords in his hand and asked, "Why did you go to Qixiufang?"

Ye Gucheng picked up a flower casually, brought it close to his mouth and gently blew it away: "Maybe I like Qixiu's floral fragrance."

When the petals fell like snow, he saw a new expression on Ximen Chuuxue's face that he had never seen before, as if an iceberg had melted.

There was a strange feeling in his heart, but Ye Gucheng didn't want to study it any further.

It was the sword fairy holding the flower, and the sword god smiled.

"Senior brother!"

Ximen Chuuxue turned his head and saw a Qixiu disciple who had just reached his waist approaching, Ye Gucheng nodded his head as a greeting.

However, when the six or seven junior disciples sounded again, Ximen Chuuxue found that Ye Gucheng's expression was a little subtle.

A row of pink and tender women's army formed a circle around Gongsun Lan. The tall slender woman at the head glared at Gongsun Lan, and said disdainfully, "Seventh sister, this guy stabbed someone in the back last time, and pretended to be a master to deceive others?"

Another heroic loli with double swords on her back stood up and said with a sneer, "That's right. Sisters, how do you think we should clean up our showroom?"

"Prick her with a needle?" "Hang her up and beat her!" "Isn't that good, why don't you kick her?" "Nonsense, tie her to a tree to dry in the sun for a day and a night, I think it's appropriate."

Hearing the chattering discussion, Gongsun Lan wished to slam her head to death immediately, thinking that it would be better to die in the hands of Ye Gucheng just now, but now falling into the hands of these Xiuniangs would be a hundred times more uncomfortable than death.

"Is this the floral fragrance you like?" Ximen Chuuxue's mouth curled up in a strange arc, teasing a little narrowly.

"That's right." Ye Gucheng squinted at Ximen Chuuxue, "They are all women in Qixiufang, and they haven't drunk for a long time, I don't know..."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't wait for him to continue, and only said one word: "Let's go."