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Suddenly, a year has passed, on the fifteenth day of the moon, on a deserted rocky beach in the South China Sea.

The light of the sword is like moonlight, and the aura of the sword is like piercing ice.

Pei Xiang's eyes coldly reflected the opponent's unbelievable fear expression, and the sharp sword in her hand pierced the chest of a flesh and blood body. At this moment, her expression was solemn and pious, as if she was about to complete a very sacred work. duty of.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the sharp weapon pierced into the flesh, and the body of the person under the sword trembled slightly.

Pei Xiang took a deep breath, took half a step back, turned his wrist, and retracted the iron sword.

At this time, the elder of the Nanhai Sword Sect who had just hovered on the edge of life and death finally reacted. At the last moment, his opponent abruptly changed his moves, deflecting the deadly sword piercing his chest by three points, leaving him It took a life.

"You shouldn't be merciful..." Hu Tianwei's face was complicated, and his tone was decadent and disappointed, "The competition between swordsmen is a battle of life and death, and there is no room for weakness and kindness."

"You have already lost." Pei Xiang said indifferently.

"Yes, the old man lost."

"Then, there will be a period later, I hope you can become my opponent again."

Pei Xiang turned and left, but Hu Tianwei stopped her.

"Gu Nvxia, I don't understand, why did you take the risk of internal injury just now and show mercy?"

"You and I have no grievances or enmities, it's just a competition of swordsmanship, why should I take your life?"

"But what you practice is killing swordsmanship."

Pei Xiang raised the iron sword in his hand, his eyes fell on the remaining bloodstains on the tip of the sword, he shook his head slightly, his tone was cold but firm:

"No, I don't practice swords for killing people, so my sword skills are not for killing people."

Hu Tianwei was stunned for a moment, his brows were a little puzzled, but Pei Xiang was not going to explain too much.

After sheathing the iron sword, she kicked her toe, and her whole body flew away like a flying eagle.

Hu Tianwei is the ninth famous swordsman she has challenged after coming to South China Sea. After this battle, she will recharge her energy for a period of time, and after that, it is time to send a letter of engagement to the masters of Ye's lineage.

Pei Xiang flew in the wind, and soon returned to her current residence.

Pushing open the door of the courtyard, she took a breath.

Under the tall kapok tree, a man who has been away for a year is sitting on a stone table and playing chess alone. The bright moonlight and the bright candlelight in the glass lamp complement each other, gilding the blooming kapok trees and the people under the flowers. There is a layer of soft and hazy halo.

Yu Luocha's eyes were originally full of smiles, but when Pei Xiang approached, his face gradually became serious.

"You are hurt."

"Well, I just finished a swordsmanship competition with Hu Tianwei of the South Sea Sword Sect. After the last sword thrust, I temporarily changed my moves, which caused some errors in the operation of my inner strength. But it's not a big problem, and it will be fine after a few days of recuperation."

While talking, Pei Xiang sat down opposite Yu Luocha.

"Why do you want to change your tactics temporarily?"

"The opponent has no fighting spirit, and I don't want to kill people at will."

"Didn't you see it before you made the move?"

"Before I was planning to make a move, I suddenly took human life very lightly. Not only did I look down on other people's lives, but even my own. At that moment, it was not worth mentioning, as if only victory and killing were the most sacred. But at the last moment, I woke up in time and found that that was not my real idea, so I changed my tactics temporarily. Fortunately, it was not too late, and there was no unreasonable increase in killings."

Yu Luocha didn't think it was wrong to kill, but it was up to her to decide whether to kill or not, and it was really unpleasant to be led to make a decision.

He threw the chess piece in his hand back into the rattan chess basket, and stretched out his hand towards Pei Xiang:

"Let me check your injuries."

Pei Xiang felt that he was making a big fuss, but he still stretched out his wrist.

"Did you just come back? Did you find the pharmacist?"

Yu Luocha checked Pei Xiang's pulse and internal breath, and confirmed that it was only a slight backlash of internal force, so his brows relaxed slightly.

He withdrew his hand and took out a letter and a small porcelain bottle from his pocket.

"I went to the northwest this time, and I got a miracle medicine. Although it still can't completely cure my condition, it can ease it to a certain extent. There are twelve pills in this bottle, which is a year's supply. If you want to continue If I take medicine, I have to collect the medicinal materials myself."

Pei Xiang nodded, and looked at the letter beside the small porcelain vase.

Yu Luocha sighed softly, and pushed the letter in Pei Xiang's direction: "It's a letter written by Doctor Bai. My physical condition is clearly written in the letter. You can read it carefully."

Although Yu Luocha's eyes were a little cold, but Pei Xiang would not hide her face and pretend to be polite. She calmly picked up the letter and lowered her head to read the contents.

After a long while, Pei Xiang raised his head and carefully looked at Yu Luocha's complexion. He couldn't tell that this person only had a lifespan of three to five years.

When she thought of his martial arts talent, she couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

However, regrets are regrets, and what should be said should be said clearly.

"I can't tell if this is a letter written by Divine Doctor Bai."

"Miss Gu, do you need Mei to do something else to prove it?"

"No need," Pei Xiang shook his head, "I'm in a dangerous state right now, so let me take your words to be true."

Yu Luocha raised her eyebrows: "What if I lie to you?"

Pei Xiang tilted his head in doubt: "I can't think of a reason for you to lie to me. You see, you are very good-looking, and I am ordinary. You are at a disadvantage based on appearance alone. As for other aspects... I am sure You won't become a submissive person just because you get married. So, once I find out that you've lied to me, I'll just turn around and leave. If you think about it this way, there's nothing to be wary of."

Yu Luocha's mood was not smooth.

Although Pei Xiang's words almost showed that she agreed to his proposal a year ago, that is, she agreed to consider their marriage.However, this unrestrained attitude of being ready to leave at any time made Yu Luocha, who has always been domineering and proud, secretly depressed.

He suddenly didn't want to get married so soon.

He was a little irritable, but he couldn't explain why.

"What if... I really have other plans?"

Pei Xiang yawned quietly. She had just experienced a battle, and she was a little tired at this time, and she didn't want to continue sitting here to discuss some topics that didn't have accurate answers.

Whether this person has other plans, we will know in a few years, it is too early to say anything now.

"What can you imagine? Imagine me giving you a baby? But, that is also my wish."

Speaking of this, Pei Xiang suddenly paused, she suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the sick beauty under the moonlight, with a slightly hesitant tone:

"Or, you actually can't do that, that is, um, you can't have offspring, but you like me... want to cheat marriage?"

Under Yu Luocha's increasingly cool eyes, Pei Xiang kept his mouth shut.

After a while, Pei Xiang looked at the empty opposite and the fiery red kapok tree in the moonlit night with a helpless expression.

——This act of disappearing after a disagreement is a bit willful, and it is not worth advocating.

——Is there any problem that cannot be clarified face to face?Evasion does not clear up misunderstandings.

— Forget it, go to bed first, um, I'm so sleepy.

The sixth day is an auspicious day, suitable for marriage.

Pei Xiang and Yu Luocha held a simple wedding ceremony. They worshiped heaven and earth, drank a cup of wine, and after that, they were turned into red waves and had a lingering relationship in the mandarin duck brocade tent.

When it was almost dawn, Pei Xiang was a little thirsty, Yu Luosha lifted the curtain of the bed, and took the teapot and cup into his hands.

Pei Xiang drank a glass of water with his hand, then looked up at the man beside him.

"Are you really sick?" The slender fingers with thin calluses brushed Yu Luocha's chest, and pressed softly, "You look thin when you put on clothes, but it's actually a lie."

Yu Luocha stopped drinking water, and raised his eyebrows to look at his new wife:

"What misunderstanding did you have about me before? My injuries are in the inner strength of the meridians and internal organs. It has nothing to do with my foreign martial arts. Even at the end of my strength, I am still a man who has practiced martial arts for many years."

Pei Xiang blinked, and thought to himself, is this a different kind of "gold and jade on the outside but on the inside"?

Now that Yu Luocha saw Pei Xiang showing such an innocent expression, she knew that she was slandering him in her heart.He lowered his head and clasped the troubled hands on his chest, and when he turned over, he pressed Pei Xiang under him.

"Shuangqing, I think... some misunderstandings need to be resolved as soon as possible..."

"Well, wait a minute, I still feel abnormal, why do you still have such energy? Is it because of the medicine you took..."

On the third day of their wedding, Pei Xiang rubbed his waist and ran to the beach to practice sword.

Yu Luocha was in a good mood and invited his subordinates to inquire about the affairs of the teaching. By the way, he sorted out the Gusu Mei family's property and prepared to hand it over to his wife.

On the fifth day of their wedding, the two had lunch together.

Yu Luocha found that Pei Xiang liked to eat a dish on the table, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are quite used to the taste in the northwest."

Pei Xiang swallowed the food in his mouth calmly, and asked in surprise:

"Is this a Northwest special dish? I haven't tried it before. I ate a couple more bites of Tuxian, but it tastes really good. Has the family hired a new cook?"

Yu Luocha shook her head: "It's not a new hire, it's a servant I bought a year ago. I used this cook when I was in the Northwest. I didn't expect that I would like the Northwest flavor more."

"Hey, since you like it, why didn't you see this dish on the table a few days ago?"

Pei Xiang felt very dangerous.

Her current eating habits will still be affected by her original body. Today, when she suddenly ate an authentic northwest delicacy, the memory of her taste buds was awakened, and she couldn't help but eat a few more mouthfuls.

Yu Luocha's eyebrows were gentle: "I'm afraid you are not used to it. I have been telling them to cook according to the taste of the south. Today, the table is half and half. I didn't expect that our tastes are quite similar, and our food preferences are similar."

Pei Xiang was surprised: "You grew up in Gusu, but you are used to northern cuisine."

"It's not a habit, it's probably a fresh one. I also like the local food in Gusu. However, I have taken medicine for many years, and the taste has indeed changed."

"I see. My tastes are quite mixed. I like both the south and the north. It can be seen that the two of us still have some fate."

Yu Luocha smiled, and stared tenderly at his new wife.

——Very good, it solves the problem of eating taste.

On the 11th day of their newlyweds, Yu Luocha gave Pei Xiang a thrush.

"I always feel that your facial features should be more delicate and charming, but this is also very good now."

Pei Xiang squinted at the face in the mirror, and hummed softly pretending to be dissatisfied.

Yu Luosha put down Luo Zidai, lowered his head and kissed his wife's eyes:

"Having such eyes is enough, no other beauty can compare to you."

Pei Xiang bent his lips, and put his arms around Yu Luocha's waist.After a while, I couldn't help touching his abdominal muscles - through the clothes.

"Hey, you are always in a wheelchair, and you can still maintain such a good figure. It's really rare."

This provocation diverted the topic of appearance, and the two got entangled again without knowing it.

One month after the wedding, Pei Xiang planned to challenge the masters of Ye's lineage.

Yu Luocha suggested that she change to a sword.

"You should have your own magic weapon."

"I've thought about this problem before, but the materials for forging and swordsmiths are hard to find, so I can't come in a hurry."

Yu Luocha thought of the top-quality cold iron he had collected, and felt that it was very suitable for his wife.

——But, how to take out the cold iron logically?

——It is said that it was collected by the Mei family?

——No, the account book has already been given to Shuangqing, and she knows exactly whether the Mei family has the best cold iron.

"I'm looking for someone to inquire about, maybe there will be news soon. As for the swordsmith, this is easy to solve. The Gusu Mei family still has some family connections, and I will definitely be able to contact a good swordsmith."

Pei Xiang nodded, not having too much hope, but still grateful for her husband's care.

I never thought about it, sometimes it is really easy to get what you want.The two of them had just finished chatting about the sword casting, and there was news of the top-grade cold iron. However, it was not so easy to obtain the high-quality sword casting materials.

"The ancestor of that man was also a master of swordsmanship. He prepared the best iron ore for forging sharp swords for his children and grandchildren. Unfortunately, his descendants did not have the talent for sword practice, and they were not willing to practice martial arts hard. They just wanted to take that top-quality iron ore Cold iron sells for a good price."

"How much is he asking for?"

"He wants two top-quality pearls in the South China Sea, a two-meter-high first-class red coral."

Pei Xiang frowned slightly: "Let's not mention the price first, just say that these two things are something you can meet but not ask for. Once they appear, they will be treasured by dignitaries."

Yu Luocha gently smoothed Pei Xiang's brows, and said in a gentle voice:

"The Hua family in the south of the Yangtze River should have red corals that meet the requirements. It just so happens that their family has always wanted a piece of land from the Mei family. I will write to the owner of the Hua family in a while. In this way, we only need to find two more top-quality pearls. alright."

"The Mei family's land... thank you, husband."

"There is no need to thank you. For people in Jianghu, there is nothing more precious than a handy magic weapon. Besides, you are the mistress of the Mei family, so of course you can use the Mei family's things as you like."

Pei Xiang pursed her lips, silently remembering this friendship.

"I'm going to ask the pearl divers about the situation now."

"Don't worry." Yu Luocha pressed Pei Xiang's shoulder, "Let's send someone to ask around to see who has collected the top-quality South China Sea Pearl, and whether they are willing to buy or sell."

Pei Xiang nodded and temporarily suppressed it.

On the second day, Pei Xiang discovered that her newlywed husband had disappeared. After asking the housekeeper, she found out that the man had already sailed to sea, saying that he was going to find the Pearl of the South China Sea himself.

Hearing this answer, Pei Xiang's heart was agitated. She could no longer be perfunctory and deceive herself, thinking that this marriage has no emotional foundation. At least from Mei Xue'an's point of view, he has done a very good job.

——He really likes me?

Thinking of the tenderness in that man's eyes, Pei Xiang felt a little sad and regretful.

——He is very good, very good, but there is always a layer of estrangement in my heart, and I always feel that something is missing, and I cannot repay the same affection.

Thinking that the man only had three to five years to live, Pei Xiang's eyes dimmed, and his heart felt sore.

——Perhaps, from the perspective of end-of-life care, I should treat him better.