[Lu Xiaofeng] But when thunder strikes

Chapter 058

Just as he was about to ask him something, Ximen Chuuxue took the initiative to say: "You just said that Sun Xiuqing didn't use the sword technique of the Emei sect, what kind of sword technique is that? Do you know?"

Lu Chuxue nodded: "Yes, I know." She immediately reported the name without any concealment, "That sword technique is called the Sunflower Collection!" When she said the name, something strange appeared in her mind except that Ximen Chuuxue was practicing Sunflower The weird picture of the book, and then Jin is the one who cruelly swung the knife from the palace, and suddenly, she shivered, and she herself was hurt by this horrible thought.

After hearing this, Ximen Chuuxue lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Since she doesn't use the sword technique of the Emei School, what do you think will happen to Dugu Yihe's sword technique?"

When Lu Chuxue heard this, she was stunned.She shouldn't be answering this question, okay? If it's true, Ximen Chuuxue's victory over Dugu Yihe was entirely due to the help of Huo Tianqing before.But how should she tell him here?

After thinking about it for a while, she somewhat understood that Ximen Chuuxue had at least a new definition of her view of the enemy.I just don't know if he will continue to kill Dugu Yihe tonight, oh, and now Sun Xiuqing, to be exact, the one named Sun Junqing, I don't know if he will stop Dugu Yihe.

After thinking of this, Lu Chuxue asked back: "Then why are you going to assassinate Dugu Yihe tonight?"

Ximen Chuixue nodded.

Lu Chuxue straightened her skirt, and said slowly: "I can only know Dugu Yihe's swordsmanship by seeing it with my own eyes. However, I know one thing, in Sun Xiuqing's swordsmanship just now, I saw that she can Make up for your own shortcomings, even though it is not the sword technique of the Emei School, it is very possible to infer that Dugu Yihe can also do it." Well, she is already spoiling it, can you understand it, it is the sword god The adults have their own problems.

After hearing this, Ximen Chuuxue squinted his eyes slightly, and said again: "So in your opinion, is there really a flawed sword technique in swordsmanship?"

When the moonlight came over, his long eyelashes cast shadows under his eyelids, and the profile of his profile became more handsome.At this moment, Lu Chuxue was facing him, standing close to him, and the river breeze blew slightly, bringing the faint fragrance of plum blossoms on his body.Clothed in white like snow, the figure standing by the river is so hard to move your eyes away.Such a sword god without murderous or cold air is really like the exiled immortal depicted in those fairy tale novels.

Lu Chuxue stared straight at his face and had a satisfying eye addiction, then shook her head, pretending to be an expert and said: "Theoretically, such an existence exists, but in practice it is difficult to do so. "After you become a sword god, it will be fine.It's just that the latter sentence can't be said.

After the two talked here for a while, Ximen Chuixue finished asking what he wanted to ask, and then took Lu Chuxue to fly towards Yan Tieshan's Jewelry Pavilion again.

At this moment, Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion has already set up a mourning hall.

In the plain mourning hall, the coffin of purple nanmu was placed there, and the candlelight swayed in the wind. The mourning hall was filled with an indescribably gloomy and desolate meaning.

Dugu Yihe stood quietly in front of Yan Tieshan's spiritual seat and hadn't moved for a long, long time.

He is a tall and serious man, his waist is still straight, his beard and hair are black like steel needles, but the wrinkles on his face are already numerous and deep.It is only when you see his face that you feel that he is an old man.Now his serious and resolute face also had a desolate and sad expression.

He was reminiscing about the past. In front of the dark coffin, there was nothing but a ranking.The dead person, the body is still there, but there is nothing left.It is precisely because he is not the one who died that he understands and understands how terrible and sad death is.

At this time, Dugu Yihe heard light footsteps behind him.That's Huo Tianqing, the manager of Zhuguangbaoqi Pavilion. He's here. He wants to attack Dugu Yihe in advance. Even if he can't kill him, he will also consume his internal and physical strength. Let him wait for a while. There is not enough energy in the battle with Ximen Chuuxue. His physical strength could allow him to die smoothly under Ximen Chuuxue's sword.

All of this was told by Shangguan Feiyan who came back in the evening to Huo Tianqing.

At this time, Ximen Chuixue had brought Lu Chuxue to Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion.He didn't let go of Lu Chuxue in his arms, because Lu Chuxue doesn't know how to do light work. When she walks, there will be footsteps, even if they are very light, but in such a quiet night, no matter how small the sound is, it will be infinitely enlarge.

So, he has been holding her, because he can walk silently.

Ximen Chuuxue led her to move like a ghost in the Zhuguangbaoqi Pavilion Yanfu, and soon arrived on the lawn of the courtyard near the mourning hall.The gloomy atmosphere made Lu Chuxue shiver, and she instinctively hugged Ximen Chuuxue's neck tightly, fearing that he would leave her here alone.

Having experienced time-traveling and seeing soul wearers of the same kind, it would be impossible for her not to believe that there are no gods and ghosts in the world.Now she is really afraid of what she will see in this garden in the middle of the night.

Ximen Chuuxue led her to stand near the mourning hall, and then remained silent.

Lu Chuxue was in his arms, and she really wanted to tell him to let her down, but Ximen Chuuxue seemed to have forgotten that there was another person in his arms, and just stood there quietly holding her, his eyes shining brightly. Looking in the direction of the mourning hall.

Compared with Ximen Chuuxue's height, the soft girl's Chuxue, if she was standing on flat ground on weekdays, she could only reach Ximen Chuuxue's chest.Coupled with her light weight, Ximen Chuuxue, who has practiced kung fu, can pick her up and take her away with only one hand. It's no wonder that Lu Xiaofeng resisted her like a sack at the beginning.

But Lu Chuxue in his arms was like sitting on a needle blanket, peaty, such an intimate posture would make her unable to control the whirling thoughts in her mind.

If it wasn't for the tense nerves called 'bottom line' in her mind that reminded her, she was afraid that she would really make a fool of herself.

She was in embarrassment, so she had no choice but to put her head next to his ear, and whispered in his ear with what she thought was the gentlest and lowest voice in her life, "Put me down." The warm feeling between his neck and neck immediately made Ximen Chuuxue feel a throbbing.

Hearing this, he really put her down gently.

The place where they were located was a corner of the lawn in the garden. When Lu Chuxue stepped on it, there was no sound at all.Just when Lu Chuxue was about to stand behind him, he said softly: "Don't talk, just wait for me here in a while." It was a kind of gentle voice that he had never heard before. Hallucinations in the dark.During these days of getting along, the relationship between the two has already begun to brew.After hearing this, Lu Chuxue nodded obediently without saying a word.

Just when Ximen Chuuxue finished speaking, he suddenly heard a violent cough from the mourning hall. The cough was heart-rending, like a terminal patient suffering from tuberculosis.

The coughing sound was so loud that even Lu Chuxue, who was not good at martial arts, could hear it.

The painful voice was dissolved in the night, with the fragrance of flowers and plants all over the yard floating intermittently, it was very hazy and inaudible.However, Lu Chuxue knew in her heart that Huo Tianqing had already fought Dugu Yihe.

Sure enough, just as Lu Chuxue was trying to hear clearly, he suddenly felt a black figure fly out.

The moonlight is steep and full of brilliance.

The moment the black figure landed on the ground, Lu Chuxue saw it clearly.

It was a tall, serious-looking old man with many wrinkles on his face.An unsheathed sword in his hand, under the moonlight, the light of the sword is so bright that people dare not look directly at it.

She instinctively realized who this person was, it was the head of the Emei School——Dugu Yihe.

At the same time, she also quickly opened the magical panel in the golden hoop given by Lei Gong. She also wanted to see Dugu Yihe's martial arts attributes and the golden hoop's evaluation of his sword skills.

However, when Dugu Yihe standing on the lawn raised his head to look in her direction, his serious face was also moved.He was keenly aware that there was a pair of bright eyes watching him in the night.So he turned his head, followed this line of sight, and saw its owner.

Under the poplar tree, stood a white figure.Under the shadow of the poplar tree, it was slightly blurred, and the face could not be seen clearly for a while.

Dugu Yihe was startled, and asked sharply, "Who is standing there?"

Ximen Chuuxue ignored it, and asked instead, "Yan Duhe?"

Dugu Yihe's body was obvious for a while, and Lu Chuxue, who was hiding behind the poplar tree, could see it very clearly.

At this time, Ximen Chuuxue had already walked out from under the poplar tree.The white clothes are as spotless as snow, and they are more and more clear and dazzling under the moonlight.Behind him was a strangely shaped black scabbard long sword slung across his back. On his handsome face, there was no trace of expression, except for the cold air all over his body.

After Dugu Yihe saw him, he was very surprised, "Are you Ximen Chuuxue?"

White clothes, a sword slung across his back.All these signs all show the identity of the comer.In addition, he had just fought against Huo Tianqing before, and Huo Tianqing told him exactly why Yan Tieshan died. Dugu Yihe, who had done something wrong, was obviously guilty, so his tone of voice was inevitably a little moved.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him and said coldly: "Yes."

For a moment, Dugu Yihe's eyes were like lightning, and he said sharply: "You killed Su Shaoying?"

Ximen Chuuxue said expressionlessly: "I killed him, but he didn't deserve to die, Yan Duhe deserved to die."

While they were talking, Lu Chuxue was staring closely at the 3D characters on the invisible panel in front of her. She concentrated on watching. This panel is very magical, especially when checking the attributes of the characters. The holographic image of the 3D character can be zoomed in or zoomed out at will. At this moment, she can see the expression on the face of Dugu Yihe, who is a few feet away from her.It was as clear as a high-definition video of future generations, and she could even count how many wrinkles and pores Dugu Yihe had on his face.

Of course, she could clearly see the anger on Dugu Yihe's face and the constriction of pupils in his eyes after Ximen Chuixue admitted that he had killed Su Shaoying.