The sound of rain ticking outside the window can be heard endlessly.

The tidal wave mixed with the fragrance of flowers and trees spreads into the house, the soft silk agarwood is ignited, and the fresh and elegant curls rise... Consciousness gradually wakes up, and there is a moment of astonishment that I don't know what year it is.

The bed lying under him was exquisite and soft, but he subconsciously felt that he had been asleep for too long, and it was time to wake up... His memory was a bit chaotic, and he couldn't notice anything when he thought about it, only the center of his eyebrows twitched uncontrollably .

Opening his eyes, he saw the tassels on the moon-white bed curtain swaying gently; looking around, the simple and simple furnishings in the house were reassuringly familiar... This is the Yihua Palace in Xiuyu Valley, where he lived for 18 years. ...

The young man in white felt a subtle zhenqi slowly surging in his body, which did not belong to Yihua Palace's unique method, but was inexplicably integrated into the eight extraordinary meridians, and he could vaguely feel the germination of power.

But now, it's not the time to worry about these...

He sat up slowly, his eyes as black as lacquer were calm and unwavering.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak".

Hua Wuque frowned slightly.

He followed the prestige, and met the surprised expression of the court lady: "Master, you finally woke up!" After finishing speaking, he suppressed the upturned eyes.

——No one knows how effective the panacea is, she is really afraid that the young master will not only forget the iron girl, but also forget all of them.

The long eyelashes of the young man in white trembled, and he called softly: "He Shuang..." He didn't look wrong, and his tone was so gentle and familiar. After a pause, he asked her, "Where do you put my flute?" gone?"

He Shuang was taken aback.

She quickly adjusted her expression, and took out the excuses she had made up earlier: "Young master, you fell seriously ill outside, did you forget a lot of things? I don't know where the flute was lost... We never saw it."

"So that's how it is..." He seemed to have easily accepted this reality, got off the bed and ordered lightly: "Bring the other one, and I'll go pay my respects to the two aunts first."

"Yes." The court lady lowered her head and replied, hiding her bitterness in her heart.

——It seems that the young master has indeed forgotten about Iron Girl, but is this really a good thing as the second palace master said?

……

The Baihualou in Jiangnan once again welcomed several guests.

Lizi also returned to the stable behind the building, and stayed with the little fairy's mount "Cherry" obediently - because she heard that the little brown horse bit Hua Qigong, the iron girl patted its big head in embarrassment , Said that he taught horses no way, how offended.

Li Zi knew that he had bitten the wrong person and had done something bad.

Not only do they not want to get in touch with new friends, they even feel unhappy when eating horse grass.It was Hua Manlou who stroked its mane and combed it for a while before it became happy and rubbed him affectionately.

This sudden "enthusiasm" made Hua Manlou's clean clothes stained with horse hair, and she had to change.

When they came downstairs, they only heard the acquaintance Jiang Xiaoyu, Young Master Jiang shouting: "I don't agree!"

But no matter how loud his voice is, it can't compare to Miss Tie's loud voice: "I didn't discuss it with you!"

The young man sneered, and he seemed to be stomping heavily on the railing with his feet on the railing: "You know that Hua Wuque has taken that heart-changing pill, and you still dare to go to him? All right, you go with your front foot, and I will go with your back foot." Move directly to Huagong, and let those two old hags slap me to death!"

Huamanlou keenly heard Ximen Chuuxue snort, but did not speak.

The two girls spoke at the same time, one said: "Then you go... your life is your own, and I won't stop you from looking for death." Remember to collect this dead fish for you!"

The former is Iron Girl, and the latter is Zhang Jingzhang. People in the Jianghu call her "Little Fairy". It is said that she is beautiful and dazzling, but her temper is really like fire.

"I... okay, just go! Some people don't cry at my dead body, just snot and tears... Oh, I'm in heaven, so don't worry..." Xiaoyu The son rolled his eyeballs and sighed with a sad face.

Hua Manlou shook his head, and said in a gentle voice, "Brother Jiang is worried that Miss Tie's trip will be dangerous? Afraid that Mr. Hua will really lose his memory and it will be bad for her?"

Xiao Yuer really thought so.

But he never spoke clearly to show his concern, as if that would erase his manly heroism... Especially this matter involved too much, no matter what, it was really because he wanted to protect his own little girl He got up with his life and added a bit of guilt.

He replied vaguely, secretly paying attention to the face of the girl in red shirt, although he didn't see anything, he felt uncomfortable.

Lu Xiaofeng kept twisting his unique four eyebrows, didn't say much, but listened to Xiao Yu'er with great interest.

Seeing Hua Manlou at this moment, he stretched out, pulled his friend to sit down together: "I see that the current situation is not too bad, the worst thing is that Brother Yu ran away, let's hide from him for ten years Eight years..."

Under Xiao Yuer's stare, he continued innocently: "On the contrary, it's Mr. Tie... Oh no, Mrs. Tie, you must know that a woman's face is no less than life. No less... Seeing her, don't you want to show a wrinkled face?"

His last sentence was really hurtful, but also very relieved.

Xinlan was silent for a while, then Fang said: "Lu Xiaofeng, I think you are thinking too much... Monk Wuhua has been acting in front of me for so long, can't it be just for such a simple reason? Besides, Shi If Avalokitesvara really can't tolerate all the good-looking girls, she should find the little fairies first..."

As soon as this remark came out, all the big men except Hua Manlou raised their heads.

He carefully looked at Zhang Jing in red, then at Tie Xinlan in purple, and finally looked at it again and again, endlessly.

Finally, Xiao Yu'er smacked his lips and said, "I don't think you two are safe, so go out and put some dust before you leave."

The little fairy snorted, and snorted softly: "It's not safe to be with you, unlucky brat..." She pouted, her chin raised with a haughty face, and the dark golden whip was wrapped around her wrist: "Want to ruin your life?" My face, I want to see if she has this ability!"

Xinlan didn't pay attention at first, but suddenly said strangely: "When did you change your whip?"

It’s okay if you don’t ask, but when she asked this question, the little fairy stomped her feet angrily: "You still ask?! Wasn’t it just because of your 'playboy' that you broke it? Give me this 'Nine Appearances, Dragons and Ghosts', otherwise this matter will never end!"

After hearing the familiar name, Xin Lan knew it. It turned out to be the famous whip kept in Ouyang Ting's underground palace. It was quite powerful, but also a little vicious...

——It is a bad thing in the hands of people with evil intentions, but now it is very suitable to be assigned to a little fairy who hates evil.

Xiao Yu'er laughed loudly: "Not bad, not bad, this name is very famous, I don't think that Shi Guanyin would dare to trouble you!"

Smiling, he quickly jumped over the railing, avoiding the little fairy's long whip, and rolled to Lu Xiaofeng's side: "Tsk tsk, Brother Feng, did you see that? Let me just say... This woman is long." No matter how beautiful you are, it's hard to be grumpy!"

Facing the little fairy's long whip, Lu Xiaofeng pretended to be calm: "A woman who is ugly and has a bad temper is a dominatrix, but the one who is good-looking is the Guanyin Bodhisattva who specially trained me." Manlou body.

Ximen Chuuxue heard them laughing and laughing as if he didn't care at all, couldn't help bringing the topic back to the right track, but said directly and decisively: "Yihua Palace is in the west, there are still several days to go there, we will start now. "

The white-clothed sword god looked at the purple-clothed girl with his cold eyes, and seeing her nod with gratitude, his impetuous heart suddenly calmed down.

Hua Manlou also frowned worriedly, but he also knew that many things cannot be guaranteed by manpower, so he could only wish them a smooth journey.

Not long ago, the disappearance of bodyguards and silver and the massacre of the Shuangshi bodyguards in the Jiangnan area were full of turmoil. Lu Xiaofeng once asked the government to help find clues for Shen Qinghong's grievances, and the head of the four famous shops came here to investigate the case in person... So far, all parties are still entangled in the various entanglements involved in Jiang Yulang's death, and the conspiracy of the seven wonderful Seng Wuhua and the forces behind it is pressing in their hearts...

He can do more here.

As a result, as soon as they said goodbye on the front foot, Mr. Jiang and Miss Zhang on the back foot also sneakily reasoned that they had something to leave.

The blind man knew what they were going to do, and when he hesitated to speak, Lu Xiaofeng patted his shoulder reassuringly, and let them go... He could only hope that Hua Wuque would really do what he said.

The words are divided into two parts.

The young master of Yihua Palace received the order and went out of the valley again.

It's just that there is no He Lu He Shuang in the court lady behind her, and the two of them were ordered to stay in the palace.In fact, no matter whether it was the maids who showed their faces or the ones who didn't show their faces, they all changed a batch...

The four court ladies who were serving closely were following extremely hard. In the golden autumn of October, their faces under the white gauze were faintly dripping with fine beads of sweat, but no one dared to ask the young master to slow down, stop and rest.

The young master of Yihua Palace is riding a white horse, chasing clouds and stepping on snow, traveling thousands of miles a day... But I have never heard from my sisters that the young master would be so anxious when he was on his way, without any mercy .In contrast, the previous batch can be called "leisure".

——I always feel that the young master's temperament has changed a bit...

Maybe it's just recovering from a serious illness, and he is anxious to complete the task assigned by the palace lord.

Chasing the cloud's horseshoe stopped at the bustling market crossing.

The big white horse was outstandingly handsome and brave, and it was rare for it to walk in small steps cautiously and uneasy like now. The brown horse's eyes stared straight at the man in the middle of the road ahead.

The visitor was young and handsome.

From top to bottom, he was wearing a flawless white shirt and white trousers, without a trace of variegation.His toes were firmly on the top of a long pole extending from the second floor, and the wine flag was fluttering under his feet, but he folded his arms and held an ancient sword as black as ink, standing still.

The white-clothed young man's expression remained unchanged, and he stroked his palm from a distance: "Master Ximen."

Ximen Chuuxue's stern eyebrows were slightly surprised.

He lightly jumped to the ground, and his hands naturally fell to his sides: "Do you still remember me?" He slightly curled his lips: "Very well, then there is no need to go into details... draw your sword!"

The murderous aura and evil aura surrounding a truly powerful master can be sensed even by unrelated people, and the crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed... lest they will suffer disaster.

What Hua Wuque held in his hand was nothing but a rein, and only a green jade flute hung on his waist, not even the folding fan that always accompanied him.

The maidservants behind him all practiced martial arts and held swords, and all of them drew their swords and pointed at the enemy-the young master didn't speak, and they didn't dare to intervene rashly, but their attitude was obvious.

The sword god in white was expressionless and didn't even give them a look.

His cold eyes looked at the young man in white on the horseback without blinking, as if he had fulfilled his duty of informing just now, and now he could have a pleasant duel...

——His sword was slowly unsheathed.

作者有话要说:感谢在2020-07-0417:56:27~2020-07-0614:34:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Wuchengcheng; 1 bottle of Kuzhou;

Thank you very much for your support, I will not continue to work hard!

Short love and absolute love is not complete amnesia, if you forget all, you will become a fool.

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