Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

When he got up the next day, An Xichen went out early as usual.

This was the case on the fourth day, the fifth day, and the sixth day of the subsequent martial arts exercises.Qiao Xishui had nothing to do every day, lying on the bed bored, ran to the river to play with fish and frogs, An Xichen couldn't see anyone all day long, went out before dawn, and came back in the dead of night.

Qiao Xishui really wanted to ask him—are you sleepy, dear?

I don’t come back until eleven or twelve in the evening, and go out at four or five in the morning.Don't you know that it is best to sleep eight hours a day?

Even if Qiao Xishui wanted to ask him, he couldn't touch him these days.

Ever since An Xichen threw him against the wall for no reason and made a scene of dove occupying the magpie's nest, he has put his tail between his legs and behaved peacefully.When I came back, I went into the back room to make a bed on the floor, and the next day I went out through the window, and the bedding was still spread on the floor.

Qiao Xishui put it away for him once, and then spread it crumpled on the ground the next morning, so he didn't clean it up again.

The strange days of living under the same roof without speaking to each other are fleeting. On the seventh day of the martial arts performance, Qiao Xishui stepped into the martial arts arena.

If you don't come, you have to come.

Qiao Xishui touched her nose and felt a headache.

He doesn't want to get hurt... it hurts a lot.

But today is bound to be injured.Even a man like Fang Ximing who wears the halo of the protagonist will be injured, let alone him.

In the distance, the black sky came with clouds and thunder, and two or three people hurriedly passed by talking.

"That's weird, it looks like it's going to rain."

"Didn't you say that there are people from Xunling Villa? Why is it still raining?"

"You can't see that Fengmen won on purpose, what a small belly."

"Tsk tsk, Xunling Villa is coming to an end."

While chatting with each other, those people laughed and entered the martial arts arena.

The two voices of "Xunling Villa has a small belly and chicken intestines" and "Xunling Villa is over" intermingled amidst the crowd.

No wonder.Everyone knows that the people of Xunling Villa can call the wind and rain with the sound of flute.Therefore, during the martial arts performance, in order to avoid the bad weather from disrupting the progress of the competition, Xunling Villa has always volunteered to disperse the haze and wind and rain by the sound of the flute.

It's a pity that the one in front of me is not within the controllable range of Xunling Villa.

Qiao Xishui squinted her eyes, looked at the black thunder billowing in the sky, turned and walked into the martial arts arena.

The wind and rain are about to come and the wind is full.

The wind is all over the building.

Qiao Xishui thought of the perverted idiot villain whose life was born from this verse, and couldn't help but grimaced, lowered his head secretly, and prayed in his heart, Brother Lou, please be gentle with your attack today.

And the brother Lou in his heart was sitting on the tree at the moment, with his bare feet dangling, his mouth smiling, and his eyes narrowed.

The wind was howling, and the surrounding trees were falling upside down and folded, only his one didn't move at all, as if it was born in the clear sky, only the rustling of leaves blown by the breeze.

He hummed an incoherent tune, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and his words were out of tune, like a crow calling.

On the other side, in the woods, a person shouted indistinctly despite the pain in his cheek from the howling wind.

"Mr. Feng Xiao--"

"Mr. Feng Xiao--Mr. Feng Xiao, where are you going again--"

Yu Sui walked with difficulty in the woods, shouting to find the wind all over the building.After looking for it for a long time, when I looked up and saw the tree standing in a swaying forest, I finally had a good idea.

He quickly called Feng Xiaojun and ran for two or three steps, but was blown away alive by the wind, and fell to a tree ten steps away.

"..."

With his head down and his feet up, Yu Sui enjoyed the pleasure of the strong wind beating his bald forehead for a while, and then he couldn't help but say a friendly word from his mouth.

"Feng Man Lou, you bastard."

He said so, but he still had to find the bastard.The wind was too strong, Fei Qinggong was estimated to be thrown out of the sky, Yu Sui had no choice but to walk forward step by step.

After some time, he finally arrived.Looking up, Feng Xiaojun on the tree looked up at the dark clouds, with a fascinated expression, as if it wasn't clouds floating in the sky, but his wife.

"Mr. Feng Xiao." The man said numbly

, "Master Fulin has an order to start killing. Don't shake your feet here, it's time to work."

Feng Xiaojun didn't answer, still shaking his feet and humming.

"Mr. Feng Xiao, don't look at it." The numb person became even more numb, and said, "Mr. Henxi has also gone, and if you don't want to go, you have to keep an eye on him—this is what Master Fulin said."

The feet dangling in the air paused for a moment.

But Feng Manlou on the tree didn't look back, he cleared his throat, his voice was not hoarse at all like when he was humming a tune, on the contrary it could be called nice.

He said, "What is Xiao An doing in that place?"

"Go and kill people. Isn't Lord Fulin always talking, Mr. Henxi is one of the main force this time... Mr. Feng Xiao, can you listen to people talking during the meeting?"

"Not interested in."

Feng Manlou jumped down from the tree, stepped on the ground full of stones, and said, "I'm not interested in anything other than Yun'er."

"……Ha ha."

No matter what he said, Yu Sui would eventually follow Feng Manlou.He sighed, and followed the wind with difficulty. The wind was too loud, so he had to raise his voice: "Slow down...Mr. Feng Xiao! What about the shoes, where did you throw them!"

Feng Xiaojun stopped and turned his head.

He still had a smile on his lips and squinted his eyes.The wind blew his clothes and hair, but it couldn't move the smile that seemed to grow on his face.

He laughed and said, "I don't like wearing shoes, so I threw them away."

"...Please return the silver I used to buy the shoes."

"Silver is not a problem, but there is a very serious problem now."

"……what."

"Lead me the way." Feng Xiaojun said with a smile, "I don't know the way."

"..."

You are such a motherfucker.

·

The main character was beaten violently, and the mother-in-law fans were always worried when they saw it.

But fans of the villain's mother look different.Especially in the later stage, after receiving the bento, everyone spat on and stepped on the miserably miserable villain.

Although the conscience is uneasy, but watching the beaten protagonist is very worrying and at the same time there is a trace of schadenfreude!

Without a doubt, it was Qiao Xishui.

Thinking that this kid might give An Xichen a knife in the near future, and after stabbing him to the core, he forcibly took out the Yuan Dan under Qu Qixiang's instigation, Qiao Xishui wanted to jump down on the spot and give Fang Ximing a knife with his own hands A set of eighteen palms subduing the dragon to pick up the crow and take the plane.

But he couldn't do it, so he could only watch others beat him for fun.

Then, there was such a scene in the auditorium - a handsome young man wearing a Qingfengmen fairy costume and a bamboo hat, covering the upper half of his face, was gloating and laughing, covering his belly and laughing. He couldn't help it, and even wanted to look up to the sky Long laugh.

Everyone who saw it sighed, what a fucking madman that is rarely seen in the world.Watching a martial arts performance is the same as watching a cross talk, I'm afraid it's not a brain tumor.

After this round, both sides suffered losses, but Fang Ximing took a breath and won in the end.

Cheers.

Qiao Xishui had laughed enough and wiped her face, thinking of Fang Ximing who had just been punched flying, she still couldn't help but poofed.

After that, the victory was announced, and there was a closing ceremony in the afternoon, and the emperor came to congratulate.At that time, there will be a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, and Qingfengmen will have to start from scratch again, repairing the house with plaques, and everything will cost money.

Money, the emperor is not short of.Not only is there no shortage, but it is estimated that there will be a lot of money in the afternoon.

Everyone relaxed their tension, fewer people came in the afternoon, and people scattered, only the people from Xianmen were ordered to stay until the last moment.

But at noon, everyone dispersed to eat.

Qiao Xishui followed the crowd out of the martial arts arena, rubbing two small stones in his hands.

Only two.

He entered the martial arts arena early, and walked around for an hour during the audience, only to find two.They were all thrown in an extremely hidden place. Could it be that the rest were buried and had to be dug three feet to find them?

Qiao Xi's brain hurts.

It can't be stopped, and then we can only think of a way to make most people retreat.There are quite a few people who get hot and stupid when they see Moxiu, and they are rushing to die

, this is also unstoppable.

He lowered his head to look at the round stone in his hand. The stone was polished so smoothly that no edges or corners could be touched.

Just such a small thing, the lethality is huge.

Qiao Xishui held the small stone, raised her head, and aimed at the sun.

The clear blood color in the black spar can be vaguely seen.

The blood color spread and smudged into a beautiful color in the crystal clear black spar, and he was fascinated by it for a moment.

Even when the sun hurt his eyes, he didn't want to look away.

It wasn't until a hand reached out quickly and arrogantly and unreasonably to grab the stone in his hand that Qiao Xishui suddenly came back to his senses. Looking back, An Xichen was rubbing the stone with a very bad expression, and looked at it with a frown. with him.

Qiao Xishui: "..."

He was inexplicably guilty.

In fact, he didn't do anything bad, but he just had a guilty conscience.

With a dark face, An Xichen said in a hoarse voice, "Where did you come from?"

"...I..." Qiao Xishui muttered softly, "I found it myself..."

"Then you are really capable." An Xichen sneered, "I haven't looked at you for a few days, you dare to find blood stones to play with?"

"...Didn't you put that in the martial arts arena!"

"What's wrong with me?" He said coldly, "I let it kill people, not you. Who told you to take it out?"

"What if I take out a few in case two people will die less?" Qiao Xishui asked, "Why, why do I need your consent?"

"Of course I have to agree." He suddenly paused before continuing, "...I am your senior brother."

"It's a senior brother, not a mother."

"You have to be a mother to take care of you?"

"My mother can't control me, give up, senior brother. Free flight is my motto, and I yearn for the blue sky."

After finishing speaking, the "blue sky" was suddenly covered with dark clouds, there was a bang and a thunder, and then heavy rain poured down, pouring down the hearts of passers-by on the street.

Qiao Xishui: "...I will do it."

An Xichen sneered when he heard the words, and said coolly: "It seems that Lantian doesn't welcome you."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Qiao Xishui by the ear with one hand and dragged him away.

"...Hey, hey, don't pull your ears if you have something to say! It hurts! I can't go with you! Brother! Senior brother! I was wrong! Wrong, wrong! Help!! Can someone save me!? Murder La!!"

He turned a deaf ear to Qiao Xishui's cries for help, and said, "Give up, your brother has been cultivating immortals for so many years, you can still avoid people's eyes and ears."

He was right.No one on the road looked sideways, because An Xichen used a spell.

Qiao Xishui wriggled her lips for a long time, but couldn't say anything.

After a long while, he said coolly: "Brother An Xichen of the Qingfengmen sect, he is shameless for using public affairs for personal gain."

An Xichen replied: "This is not the way to use the public for personal gain."

Qiao Xishui: "Then you are shameless."

An Xichen: "..."

He sighed, feeling that he couldn't speak up to him, so he closed his voice and carried Qiao Xishui back to the inn.

An Xichen closed the window to block out the sound of the pattering rain.Then, after taking off the rain-absorbing robe, he said to Qiao Xishui, "You stay here, and you are not allowed to go to the martial arts field if anything happens in the afternoon."

Qiao Xishui heard the words and asked back, "Why?"

"Do you need me to tell you?" He said, "Because it's dangerous over there."

"Isn't it you...you are there, no matter how dangerous it is, I have to go."

"How can I leave you alone, right?"