[Lu Xiaofeng] But when thunder strikes

Chapter 097

Ximen Chuuxue listened to her counting with so much concentration, and also expressed some topics with a frowning face, and suddenly felt angry and funny.He pulled her into his arms and quickly took her to sit on the bed.

"Axue, what are you going to do? It's not time for bed yet." The man pressing on top of her had jj in his dark eyes, and even kissed her when she finished speaking.

Well, it was another beautiful night.

Early the next morning, Ximen Chuixue got up refreshed to practice sword, while Lu Chuxue continued to stay in bed.

The life of the two of them was back to the same as in Wanmei Villa, as if what happened these days was just a small stone thrown into the peaceful life of the two of them, and after the ripples passed, it would have no effect on anything.Live the life as you want, without any change at all.

Although this is the case on the surface, since Lu Chuxue started complaining about Li Yanbei, Ximen Chuuxue began to pay attention to this Li Yanbei who has business dealings with Wanmei Villa, and has already arranged for people to secretly pay attention to Li Yanbei.When he learned that this person had gambled heavily with Du Tongxuan, he just slightly frowned and ordered the servant to send a message to the housekeeper, Li Bo, to reduce his business dealings with Li Yanbei.Because he doesn't like gambling, and Lu Chuxue doesn't like it either.

That night, Lu Chuxue said something like this: "I hate men who eat, drink, prostitute, gamble, and drug the most, especially men who like to gamble. Li Yanbei already has a wife, wife and children. Since he is married, he must be responsible for him You shouldn't gamble like this. You can wear as many shoes as you can. Besides, taking a small gamble once in a while can make you happy, but you can't live it. But people like Li Yanbei are playful and sentimental, tsk tsk tsk , if I were his wife, I would have kicked him long ago."

Ximen Chuuxue especially remembered the contempt in her eyes at that time, and to be honest, he didn't like that either.Therefore, after hearing Lu Chuxue's complaints, Ximen Chuuxue made up his mind in his heart to gradually reduce his business dealings with people like Li Yanbei.In Lu Chuxue's words, a person who likes to gamble is not expected to do business in a down-to-earth manner.

The two of them lived a sweet life like this, and the news from the outside world was like a frying pan.

Of course, there were other things that happened during this period.

This matter has a great impact on Ximen Chuuxue, that is, the news came from the intelligence system of Wanmei Villa that Ye Gucheng was injured by the hidden weapon of Tangmen on the evening of the first day of September.At that time, Ximen Chuuxue's face turned dark, and he ordered people to look for Ye Gucheng that night, and he wanted to send Ye Gucheng the antidote.

Although Tangmen's poison is powerful, it's not impossible to cure it, at least he, Ximen Chuuxue, can cure it.He wants Ye Gucheng to live well, and he wants Ye Gucheng to fight him well.In the way of swordsmanship, after reaching that height, it is quite rare to meet an evenly matched opponent.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't allow anyone to destroy that feeling of meeting an opponent at the peak.

On the night of the third day of September, when the bright moon was just above the treetops, Ximen Chuuxue took Lu Chuxue out.

The couple of them were going to see Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue didn't want to take Lu Chuxue there, but Lu Chuxue struggled for a long time, finally got Ximen Chuuxue to nod, and brought them out just now.He has already learned the whereabouts of Ye Gucheng, in a temple in the suburbs where the fireworks are cold.

The feeling of flying at night is great, and Lu Chuxue likes this feeling the most.Because this would give her an illusion for a moment, as if she had returned to a later life, standing on the floor and looking down at the dimly lit city.She seemed to see a familiar shadow in the dim light, the long-lost familiarity of night life in later generations.Even though she knew it was an illusion, she still chose to indulge in it, so that she would have a sense of belonging in this other world, a sense of belonging in the soul.

When I saw Ye Gucheng, I guessed it was the hour of Hai.

At that time, he was resting alone in the guest room of the temple.

The room was dark and damp. Although the place was relatively spacious, there was only a dilapidated wooden bed, a faded black lacquered square wooden table, and a bench. Such simple and poor furnishings made the room even more desolate.Even the oil lamp on the bedside, the light was dim and colorless.The dust and skin on the walls have been eroded by the years, and a lot has fallen off, and there are spider webs in the corners, and the whole environment has a cold and desolate smell.

There is a sense of desolation and silence that permeates under such moonlight.

At that time, Ye Gucheng was reclined on the cold and hard wooden bed. Although he felt very tired, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.The pain and stench coming from the wound made him even more anxious, and he didn't know how the plan that was still being deployed was going.He forced himself to think of something else, to distract himself.

In such a lonely night, it always makes people feel infinitely magnified.He was already used to loneliness, but when he calmed down now, when he thought of meeting Ximen Chuuxue on the night of the full moon on August [-]th, he became confused again.He also often heard people in Jianghu say that Ximen Chuuxue is a cold person.

In Ye Gucheng's imagination, Ximen Chuuxue, who loves white clothes as much as him, is just like the swordsmanship he practiced, indifferent and lonely, accompanied only by loneliness.

However, when he saw Ximen Chuuxue with his own eyes, the feeling was completely opposite to what was said in the rumors in the world. He could not see any sword energy or sword intent, nor indifference and alienation from Ximen Chuuxue's body.What he saw was an ordinary person who couldn't be ordinary, not a swordsman at all, more like an elegant scholar studying.

He even wondered if the person he saw was really Ximen Chuuxue?That frightening swordsman in the world?

Looking back on Ye Gucheng's life, in the pursuit of the way of swordsmanship, he has already cut off all emotions.He is destined to dedicate his whole life to kendo, and he is destined to be isolated from the world, just like an ascetic monk, he has no chance to enjoy all the joys in the world.Because "Tao" can only be understood in loneliness and hardship, and the same is true for swordsmanship. There is no home, no friends, no wife, no children, and no relatives.

During these lonely and desolate years, he almost forgot what love is.

However, the moment he saw Ximen Chuuxue, he hesitated.

The night wind with cold dew poured in from the window, the broken windows sounded like falling leaves, and there was still a stench in the house that even the wind could not blow away.He knew his wound had festered completely, like a piece of rotten meat with maggots.He was originally a lonely and noble person, but now he is hiding in this black hole like a wounded wild dog. This kind of torture and pain is something he would not have endured even if he died, but he must endure it.

Because he, Ye Gucheng, must live until September [-]th, and he must wait until that day.

The sound of autumn is silent, and the autumn wind is bleak.

Just when he was in a trance, he suddenly heard a wind passing by outside the window, that unnatural sound, it was the sound of clothes in the air.

At that moment, he quickly turned over and grabbed the sword in front of him.Even though he was injured at this moment, his movements were not affected at all.

"Who?!" He asked, the killing intent revealed in his cold voice, like an ice blade on a snow mountain, suddenly at the moment of sunrise, the brilliance of the sun was reflected, and the translucency exuded the coldness and aura. Danger.

Is he Ye Gucheng?The sound line is really nice, um, it's like the low voice flowing from the strings.

"Ximen Chuuxue and his wife." After hearing the voice, Lu Chuxue answered before Ximen Chuuxue for the first time.She believed that with Ye Gucheng's hearing ability, he should also be aware that the person who arrived was not alone.

As soon as the words fell, Ximen Chuuxue held her hand, stood at the door, and asked softly, "Can I come in?"

After a rustling sound came from the door, the man in the room said, "Please come in." After removing the killing intent and the guard, the voice still sounded so lonely. And lofty.

Ximen Chuuxue dragged Lu Chuxue in.

As soon as he entered the room, there was a foul smell coming from his nostrils. Lu Chuxue hurriedly walked to Ximen Chuixue's side, and immediately hid behind him, ignoring the presence of outsiders. The light fragrance of plum blossoms makes me want to take a breather.Her actions made Ximen Chuuxue slightly taken aback, and then let her go.

Her actions fell into Ye Gucheng's eyes, but they were mistaken for a child's affectionate dependence.He watched the actions between Ximen Chuuxue and Lu Chuxue, and suddenly realized that Ximen Chuuxue didn't have that sharp sword intent, presumably because there was an extra woman beside him.

He watched quietly, but a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes.Ximen Chuuxue was an opponent he had been in love with for a long time, but this opponent was unexpectedly pulled down by a woman in terms of his attainment and realm in swordsmanship.

There were no extra benches in the room, so Ximen Chuuxue didn't sit down.So, he said straight to the point: "I heard that you were poisoned by the Tang Sect?"

Ye Gucheng looked up: "Your news is accurate." After a pause, he laughed at himself, "You shouldn't have come."

The moment he raised his head to speak, the moonlight fell from the window, and Lu Chuxue could see his face clearly.

Sure enough, another stunning beauty.He is different from Ximen Chuuxue's aloofness, there is a kind of determination in his indifference.The sharp-edged facial features even had a bit of aggression, and under the straight bridge of the nose, the slight sarcasm around the thin lips was so clear and distinct under the moonlight.When he looked at people, he had that kind of lightning-like gaze, so sharp and sharp.Well, it's really a sharp sword without a scabbard.

Ximen Chuuxue just glanced at Ye Gucheng indifferently, ignoring the meaning of what he said should not come, and said: "The poison of Tangmen is not unsolvable, it is the antidote." As he said that, he untied a purse from his waist that had been filled with the antidote in advance, turned around and walked a few steps, and put it on the square wooden table.

He didn't ask why Ye Gucheng was injured, because he knew that if he wanted to hurt Ye Gucheng, he must not be the only one who fought against him at that time, and someone else was plotting against him.

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Asking for pre-receipt has opened the copywriting on 2014.01.11 at 8:[-] pm on time.The pit of thunder has been written in the computer, and I moved to Tianlong to save the chapter of whoring the city lord.

I have received 240 today~~

Hmmmm, on the day when I reach 250, I will be six more~~ I will do what I say~~~~

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