The correct strategy for the master of the world

After a brief moment of loss of language function, Yu Tianbao calmly, at least on the surface, threw the broken baked potatoes into the fire, and said lightly: "The old man is old, and his brain is not good enough to talk nonsense. care."

Ximen Chuuxue struggled for a while, seeing Yu Tianbao's slightly distorted expression, he closed his mouth wisely.

After Yu Tianbao finished eating the potatoes, he shrank into the quilt, expressing that he needed to be quiet.

He should have guessed it a long time ago, the Yu Luocha here is unreliable in the first place, and he foolishly thought of him as the one in his previous life, but in the end... Yu Tianbao silently covered his head with the quilt, inexplicable in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes It must be strange for me to start running for my life.

Lost an adult.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the person not far away who was wrapped in a quilt and tried to pretend that he was a silkworm chrysalis, and there were dots of smiles in his eyes.

Thoughts drifted back to not long ago.

Just came back from the imperial palace, and brought back a trophy Yu Tianbao by the way, Ximen Chuuxue said that the amount of information in the imperial city overnight was too much and he needed to digest it.

As a member who didn't know anything, Yu Tianbao left his future boss to explore Wanmei Villa in a heartless manner.

Ximen Chuixue sat cross-legged on the futon, there was no sound in the quiet room, to put it in a cliché, even a needle could be heard when it fell.

He had his sword on his knees, his eyes were closed, his breathing was calm, one thing after another passed through his mind, and one after another left, until finally he was frozen on Lu Xiaofenghou's anxious running. On the way to run down.

It seems that his good friend is about to move Hong Luan.

Later, his mind gradually became blank, he didn't want to think about anything, he didn't want to worry about anything, he just had to sort out his emotions calmly, there was only the sword, only himself.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and leaned back. At the same time, the sword on his lap jumped violently, almost breaking free from his hand.

A man was standing in front of him. He was wearing very strange clothes. He was not wearing clothes from the Central Plains, but a suit from the Western Regions. His chest and belly were exposed generously. He had a high nose and deep eyes. His eyes were also rare in the Central Plains. Green, like the finest emeralds, the golden decorations adorned his clothes and body did not overwhelm the guests, but instead complemented his magnificent appearance.

Seeing Ximen Chuuxue glaring at him, the man smiled and withdrew his hand: "I won't let you squeeze it when I grow up."

His voice was hoarse and mellow, and when he laughed, he was evil and insolent.

Ximen Chuuxue stood up, stroking the sword in his hand, his whole body was overflowing with sword aura, and there was a faint murderous aura.

Although he can let Lu Xiaofeng burn his Wanmei Villa without changing his face, it doesn't mean that he won't get angry when he is bullied into his own territory.

Dare to come and drive violently to kill every minute.

.......

Sorry for the wrong style.

But who can blow Ximen to such an extent, there will be no one else except Yu Luocha.

They haven't seen each other since Ximen Chuuxue can remember, but you have to believe that there is something called father and son's nature is not right.

Seeing Ximen Chuuxue's appearance, Yu Luocha laughed out loud: "Such a strong temper, really resembles him."

Who is he, even if he doesn't say it, Ximen Chuuxue can vaguely guess.

His hand rested on the sword and slid gently, the long sword buzzed, ready to be unsheathed at any time.

But Yu Luocha acted as if he didn't see it, and continued: "It looks as cold as ice, but also as strong as fire, which suits my appetite the most."

His tone was frivolous and casual, with a bit of slack. He didn't seem to be addressing a master like Ximen Chuuxue, but more... more like addressing a beautiful girl.

At least Ximen Chuuxue had heard Lu Xiaofeng speak to the girl in this tone more than once.

So he stabbed with a sword expressionlessly.

At that time, it was a very magnificent sword, the white light was full of brilliance, and a white line seemed to come from the sky, passing by in an instant, and the moment it was retained, it would only be blood splattered.

Even Yu Luocha couldn't maintain his idle look in the face of such a sword, and had to fly to dodge the sword.

"Wonderful, wonderful!" The frivolous look on Yu Luocha's face faded away, she clapped her hands and laughed, her brows and eyes were full of madness.

On his cheek, a very shallow scar was slowly oozing blood.

Ximen Chuuxue lowered his head and saw that the tip of his sword was trembling slightly. It wasn't his hands trembling, but his sword trembling. He had never seen such a scene since he had practiced swords for so many years.

Yu Luocha said: "This sword sacrificed my heart and soul when it was cast, and it seems that it still has three parts of spirituality."

His tone was casual, and Ximen Chuuxue also had a pale face, showing no trace.

Even that sword was forged by his own father.

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyes and met Yu Luocha's eyes. Yu Luocha was by no means young according to his age, but his face was still youthful, with only one pair of eyes. , all calm and unwavering eyes, quietly revealing the master's extraordinary experience.

The line of sight is only a brief meeting, and then they are separated instantly, but there is such a fate in the world that allows them to understand everything clearly in such a short period of looking at each other.

Ximen Chuuxue was keenly aware of the faint smell of spices in the air in the quiet room, he would not use any incense, and Wanmei Villa would only bloom plum blossoms in the whole village when the plums bloomed. Cold fragrance.

There is no doubt that this fragrance comes from Jade Rakshasa. People in the Jianghu seldom use incense. One is troublesome, and the other is that it is easy to expose themselves. Imagine if the fragrance of the body is exposed at any time like a target when you are in exile?

Of course, if you think you are comparable to Chu Liuxiang, it doesn't matter, don't you see that Bandit Shuai is well-known in the world for his tulip fragrance, and he is still living a chic and unrestrained life.

No matter how advanced Yu Luocha's martial arts were, Ximen Chuuxue's five senses were so strong that he didn't notice his arrival at all, but there was only half a trace of his fragrance in this narrow quiet room.

In the current world, what Ximen Chuixue sees can only be matched by Wen Renxi.

That is not a difference in skill, but a real difference in realm.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Yu Luocha, but Yu Luocha didn't say anything, just let him watch.

Everything seemed to be frozen in this second, and seemed to be passing by quickly. Ximen Chuixue smiled suddenly, retracted his sword, and sat back on the futon.

He doesn't smile very often, and the occasional corners of his mouth also have a hint of sarcasm in it, but this time, it's like the ice and snow have just melted and spring flowers have just bloomed, and Yu Luocha is slightly startled when he sees it.

After being slightly startled, Yu Luocha also smiled and sat on the floor directly, but instead of sitting upright like Ximen Chuuxue, she raised her legs slightly, and none of them leaned upright against the wall.

The condensed air in the quiet room suddenly dissipated, and the two of them unanimously loosened the air around their bodies, and the atmosphere turned soft.

"Is he your son?" Ximen Chuuxue asked.

What he said was nonsense, Yu Luosha raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If you think so, he is."

If you think he is not, then there is no need for Yu Tianbao to exist in this world.

Although Yu Luocha loved his adopted son very much, how could he compare with his own son.

Ximen Chuuxue was silent, he knew Yu Luocha's unfinished words well, and he didn't want to reveal it, he just said: "It's a good plan."

Changing the civet cat for the prince is really a good plan,

Yu Luocha said: "It's a pity that the chess missed a move, and I suffered the consequences."

In his tone, there was helplessness that couldn't be hidden. As the person who taught Yu Tianbao, he could see what Yu Tianbao could see, so he knew a long time ago that Ximen Chuuxue was not suitable to inherit his position.

Swordsmen should be sincere and righteous, but what the Devil's Cult wants is never a peerless famous sword.

"I plant willows and willows to make shade." Ximen Chuuxue said.

Yu Luocha smiled: "Do you believe him?"

"Why don't you believe it?" Ximen Chuuxue asked back.

"You know people's hearts are unpredictable." Yu Luocha sighed.

Ximen Chuixue said: "I believe him." His tone was quite firm without any hesitation.

Yu Luocha frowned, sat up straight and said, "He will be the Young Master."

Ximen Chuuxue said nothing, waiting for the second half of his sentence.

Yu Luocha sneered: "But he will never be the leader." His tone was very flat, as if he was talking about his family's shortcomings, but the premise is that you can ignore the ruthlessness and murderousness slowly overflowing from his words.

Ximen Chuuxue said, "Even if I think so?"

"If you really think so," Yu Luocha said, "then I promise, he won't survive tonight."

His tone was still calm, but Ximen Chuuxue could tell that he was serious, every word and sentence he said was serious.

"If there is no me, how can there be intrigue, every step of the way, and fear all day long." Ximen Chuuxue said.

"Without you," Yu Luocha sneered disdainfully, "I would only have one more bone and feed a few more crows and sparrows."

With Yu Tianbao's tattered body, it would be impossible for him to live beyond the age of ten without the nurturing of all kinds of heaven and earth treasures from the Demon Cult.

Ximen Chuuxue said: "It can help, Ye Feiye?"

"What is it, what is not?" Yu Luocha said, "Young leader can only be the leader."

Or simply disappear, no longer known.Yu Luocha had already decided Yu Tianbao's fate from the very beginning, and never had any plans to change it.

Ximen Chuuxue said: "The deputy leader is also the leader."

He seldom messes around with people like this, so it is inevitable that he will be a little entangled, but when he thinks that one day, that person will run away without a trace, go to some unknown place to live his little life, and never see each other again, My heart felt stuffy and uncomfortable.

Although he didn't know exactly what this situation meant, but as a swordsman with sincerity in the way of the sword, he sat here to argue with Jade Raksha in accordance with his own heart. He didn't lack patience, nor did he lack perseverance. isn't it?

Yu Luocha raised his eyebrows, and smiled lowly, "Your kindness is rare, I'm afraid that King Xiang has intentions, and the goddess is ruthless."

Qian Fan is exhausted, how could he fail to see clearly the young man's small thoughts.

Ximen Chuuxue said: "Do it from the heart."

"If you really want to keep him, how about..." Yu Luosha paused for a moment and said, "How about getting married with him?"

Ximen Chuuxue froze, his eyes widened slightly, and the murderous aura all over his body pressed straight over him.

No matter how enlightened this world is, the matter of cutting off one's sleeves and dividing one's peaches can only be classified as a sidewalk, and it is difficult to enter the hall of elegance.

Yu Luocha's teasing words have already demoted that person to a prostitute, so how can he not be angry.

Yu Luocha didn't seem to feel the pressure at all, lazily turning the gold jewelry in his hand: "You must know that the most indispensable thing in this world is a fool who has been dazzled by love affairs, and the dominance is handed over. Not a few."

Yu Luocha is a native of the Western Regions, and it is common for people of the same sex to be open to homosexuality. He has seen a lot of two men get married and create hegemony together. A few years ago, he even married the king of a certain country to his gay man. with.In addition, he didn't attach much importance to the inheritance of heirs, so he didn't have any pressure on his own son to take a fancy to his adopted son.

But at the same time, he really didn't know why Ximen Chuuxue suddenly became angry.

Fortunately, Ximen Chuuxue controlled his emotions in time, but closed his eyes expressionlessly, as if to see off the guests.

Yu Luocha was also quite savvy, stood up and planned to leave, but kept muttering: "You really don't think about it? I even prepared the dowry for him."

Fragments of gold ornaments on his body swayed with his movements, but they could always be separated in time one second before they collided with each other, without the slightest sound.

Before he left, he suddenly heard Ximen Chuuxue say behind him: "He is the Young Master."

Yu Luocha smiled: "Okay, Young Master."

The fog gradually enveloped him, and after the fog cleared, there was no trace of him.

At that time, Yu Tianbao was squatting in the small kitchen, waiting for the kitchen lady to make him extra meals.

His baby face and big eyes have successfully won the love of the middle-aged and elderly women in Wanmei Villa. Even the always cold and serious housekeeper was defeated by him, and he opened his eyes and closed his eyes to give him a small stove. .

The owner of the left and right villas also ordered that this is a distinguished guest and should be treated well.

It was busy time in the kitchen, and when the noodles were ready, Yu Tianbao ran outside with the noodles, squatting at the door in a disreputable way to chop the noodles.

When he finished eating, he had to return the bowl.

The noodles are very fragrant. The thinly kneaded noodles are poured with chicken broth and garnished with chopped green onions, which perfectly satisfies Yu Tianbao's empty stomach.

It would be perfect if no one came to interrupt him.

Yu Luocha looked at the half-dead adopted son squatting on the ground coughing, and said with disgust, "What does it look like?"

This one didn't even think about it, if he hadn't appeared out of nowhere, Yu Tianbao would never have choked.

Yu Tianbao gasped for breath, looked up and only saw the back of Yu Luocha turning away.

Well, there was also a big cloak covering his face.

The material of the cloak is very soft, and it still carries the body temperature of Yu Luocha. He is very familiar with this kind of cloak. People are so hot that they sweat.

It should be very warm, why does he feel so cold, and the cold wind blows in from the cracks in the bones.

Yu Luocha made it very obvious that he was just passing by, and when he saw him, he just came to say hello and give him a cloak, so the purpose of his coming to Wanmei Villa is self-evident.

Yu Tianbao's mind went blank, only one sentence was repeated over and over again, and his eyes were bloodshot when he repeated it over and over again.

He got it!

He got it!

He got it!