I want it all

The sword qi roared furiously, and plum blossoms fluttered down, piled up all over the ground, like residual snow.The chill of winter has not dissipated, but the warm breeze is blowing impatiently.

"Pick up your plain fan." Xu Qingyun's expression was indifferent, the sword intent on her body was still there, cold and solemn.

Shen Feiyun sighed silently, since he was going to Cangfeng City in Mobei in April, he had to make sufficient preparations, Xu Qingyun was just honing his martial arts.

When he was a child, he practiced day and night without rest. Since he finished his studies, he has indulged in leisure and leisure. The practice of martial arts has been neglected for several years. Now, if he wants to reach the peak of the past, he still needs to put in more sweat.

Shen Feiyun picked up the knocked down paper fan, his face was calm, quite a bit like his master's.

When he stared at Xu Qingyun, thoughts kept flashing through his mind, since the master wanted to hone him, why did he leave that day and where did he go?Could it be that he didn't go far away, knowing that he had a tryst with Su Lang?

In an instant, he had no more time to think, so he could only frown and raise his hands, facing Xu Qingyun's sword move.This move was handled with reluctance. Although Xu Qingyun resisted Xu Qingyun's full-strength attack, he was pressed and beaten, and he was completely at a disadvantage.

"Your hands are too blunt!" Xu Qingyun's face was filled with anger, "The reason is that your heart has become blunt. The person standing in front of you now is me, and you know that I will not kill you seriously, so Your heart and your hands seem to be dead. But if you don't prepare yourself, when you meet Mo Wuya, how can you kill him!"

Shen Feiyun was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, "Do I have to kill Mo Wuya?"

In the past 20 years, Xu Qingyun heard Shen Feiyun say this for the first time, and she knew it was his sincere words, so she was disappointed and said: "Your biological parents were killed by him, and you don't want to take revenge?"

"I've never seen them before..." Shen Feiyun pursed his lips, "I have my own life to go, I..."

He really wanted to say: You imposed all these hatreds on me. Without these, wouldn't I live a happier and more comfortable life.

He opened his mouth, wanting to argue for himself, but also very grateful for Xu Qingyun's teachings over the years, but he didn't say this in the end, so he smiled slightly.

"After you kill Mo Wuya, you can live whatever life you want from now on." Xu Qingyun stared at him with deep eyes.

Shen Feiyun then maintained his original smile, nodded and said: "I know."

Xu Qingyun was always satisfied with Shen Feiyun's talent and obedience. Seeing that although he had doubts, he still obeyed her own words, thinking of his poor background and hard life for more than ten years, it was rare for him to feel pity for him, so she said a few more words.

"Your martial arts are at the pinnacle. Once you take it seriously, even I may not be able to win, let alone Mo Wuya. It's just that you are weak and sentimental. You are not in the desperate situation of life or death. It is difficult to kill people. This point , I hope you will correct it in the future.”

Shen Feiyun held the paper fan tightly, and nodded seriously in agreement.

Xu Qingyun had mentioned this problem countless times since she was a child, and tried every means to correct it, but there was not much effect.

This time I mentioned it again, her attitude and tone were stricter than ever before, but she also understood that her nature is hard to change, and Shen Feiyun may not be able to overcome it if she promises well.

Xu Qingyun wanted to strike out the sword again, thought twice, put away the sword, and said earnestly: "Mo Tingfeng and you are not the same people after all... I know very well that if we don't agree with each other, if we worry about each other again, the other party is not a good person. I can't go anywhere..."

When Shen Feiyun heard the words, he was puzzled at first, and only turned a corner after hearing half of it.

Xu Qingyun is someone who has experienced it, and she is using her own experience to warn him not to bother about Mo Tingfeng and associate with this kind of monster.

It turned out that Xu Qingyun was suspicious, because Mo Wuya was the father of Mo Tingfeng, and he was afraid that he would not be able to deal ruthlessly.

"I won't." Shen Feiyun said with certainty, "I will never associate with people who do evil in this life, let alone invest in emotions."

"That's good." Xu Qingyun paused every word, very solemnly and seriously.

After finishing speaking, she suddenly drew out the sword at a tricky angle, mercilessly, if Shen Feiyun didn't respond in time, it would hurt the meridians.

So far, she has understood that it is difficult to raise Shen Feiyun's aura without using the fierce sword moves against the enemy.

Shen Feiyun restrained his mind and concentrated his attention, advancing instead of retreating, stepping on the "Sudden Rain Turning Flat" in "Swallows Three Times of Water", taking a route that Xu Qingyun did not expect, bypassing the long sword like a thunderstorm, and came to the opponent's shoulder.

With another wave of his hand, he was sure that Xu Qingyun's sword move had been made, and it was difficult to turn around, so he directly cut the paper fan to her upper right arm.

To defeat an enemy with a paper fan, you must first get close, that's why Shen Feiyun's lightness kung fu is unrivaled in the world.He is able to make the rare and ordinary lightness skills extremely ingenious, not to mention the legendary "swallows copy water three times".

Xu Qingyun tipped her toes and walked to the left, barely avoiding Shen Feiyun's plain fan.In a blink of an eye, the clothes on his right arm were torn apart by the strong wind. If it wasn't for the internal body protection, this arm might also be seriously injured.

"Very good." Xu Qingyun stood still and let out a long breath, "Keep this kind of technique all the time, it's more than enough to kill Mo Wuya."

As soon as the words fell, she made another sword move, but kept a certain distance from Shen Feiyun, unable to let the paper fan play the most effective, but the long sword was deadly.

Shen Feiyun was not in a hurry, he saw every move, and he seemed to be at a disadvantage, full of loopholes, but actually he was luring the enemy to go deep, trying to seize the impatient moment of the opponent and turn the situation around.

After a hundred tricks, Shen Feiyun was still like this, acting according to circumstances, without arrogance or impetuosity.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Xu Qingyun changed her sword moves and style, her moves were no longer as calm and grand as before, but strange and weird.

Shen Feiyun couldn't help frowning, carefully distinguishing the opponent's sword moves, because he was not familiar with it, it was inevitable that he would be suppressed and beaten at first.

After dozens of strokes, he gradually found Xu Qingyun's weak point, turned from defense to offense, and directly carried "Jian Shan Hai", bullying him, the paper fan went straight towards the opponent's neck.

After half a breath, a lock of half black and half white hair slowly fell down.

The plain fan stopped half an inch in front of the neck, and the strong wind broke through the already aged skin, leaving an inconspicuous bloodstain.

Xu Qingyun stretched out her hand to pick up her hair, not at all frightened, but full of pleasure, and said with a smile: "You are the one who has truly learned it now. My lifelong mastery is all in you. As a warrior, I have no regrets in this life."

Shen Feiyun put away the paper fan, surprised that Xu Qingyun didn't dodge, if he didn't stop in time, he might really hurt Master.

"Master, you..."

"I know you can stop." Xu Qingyun looked down at the long hair in her hand, and explained slowly, "I can dodge the last move, but Mo Wuya can't dodge it. Don't stop your paper fan, just take off Mo Wuya's head."

Shen Feiyun said: "What you used just now was Mo Wuya's move?"

No wonder it's so weird.

"That's right." Xu Qingyun replied, "His talent in martial arts is limited. When he was young, he was eager for quick success and quick gains. He didn't want to be steady and steady. He looked down on sword moves that have been practiced for years but are slow to take effect. He has collected and improved many magic moves. What he used just now was his usual move."

Shen Feiyun nodded: "It's not hard to see through."

Xu Qingyun pursed her lips, shook her head and said: "It's very simple, but I'm sorry that he thought it was so wonderful and deceived himself and others."

But no matter how simple the trick is, if you want to learn it like this, even a peerless master like Xu Qingyun must understand it deeply, and it takes a lot of effort.

After Shen Feiyun listened, he suddenly realized that it was impossible for his master and Mo Wuya to have nothing to do with each other.

He couldn't help but think of what Su Lang said to him when he pretended to be Mo Tingfeng and rode with him in a carriage to Lingxiao Temple - "You don't know that the three of them are good friends, but do you know that your master is me?" Where's your biological mother?"

According to Su Lang, Xu Qingyun, Mo Wuya, and Xin Hanxue were friends when they were young.What's even more absurd is that Su Lang actually said that Mo Tingfeng was the son of Xu Qingyun and Mo Wuya.

Thinking of this, Shen Feiyun said directly: "Master, I have something I want to ask clearly."

"What?" Xu Qingyun glanced at her with a calm expression.

Shen Feiyun paused, and asked, "Is Mo Tingfeng your child?"

Xu Qingyun was caught off guard by the question, and was stunned on the spot. When she came back to her senses, she was furious and reprimanded sharply: "Where did you hear that? It's just nonsense!"

Shen Feiyun is well aware of her master's nature, she is a person who speaks her mind, and she disdains to deceive and deceive her the most.Seeing her reaction like this, he knew that Su Lang was just talking nonsense that day.

Xu Qingyun directly drew the scabbard on Shen Feiyun's waist, and scolded: "Get out! It's almost time, you set off quickly, don't delay the time or delay the agreement."

Shen Feiyun rubbed his nose, and didn't back away, accepted Xu Qingyun's twitch abruptly, and said awkwardly: "Will Mo Wuya really show up at Biexue Winery as agreed?"

As soon as these words came out, Xu Qingyun fell into silence for a long time, and her voice was hoarse: "I let him come, and he will definitely come." After a pause, he began to urge, "The carriage is ready, you go immediately, I want a People are quiet."

"Master, take care..." Shen Feiyun nodded and bid farewell.After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around, but suddenly remembered something, so he stood still and asked softly, "Did you go back to the inn after you left the letter that night?"

"No." Xu Qingyun sighed a long time, "I know Mo Tingfeng will definitely come back, you two parted ways and said goodbye, why should I bother to listen?"

Shen Feiyun was moved in his heart, but he couldn't say a word, so he could only sigh and smile along with Xu Qingyun.

"Hurry up!" Xu Qingyun raised her voice, and lightly slapped Shen Feiyun again, clearly trying to chase someone away.

"Take care." Shen Feiyun finished speaking in a deep voice, then turned and left.

Walking outside the door, he looked up at the plaque on the door, and wrote "Jianxue Mountain Villa" in four big characters. The characters are strong, just like Xu Qingyun's handwriting.

He looked inside the door again, and saw Xu Qingyun sitting under the eaves in front of the corridor, looking up at the plum blossoms in a daze.

"Are you gone?" A rough voice sounded from behind him.

Shen Feiyun collected himself, turned around, and said with a smile: "Let's go, I kept you waiting for a long time."

A carriage was parked in front of the mountain gate, and the white horse was panting heavily, and the hot air condensed into white mist in the cold weather.

The old man of the imperial horse was dressed in coarse brown cloth and dragged a pair of straw sandals. It was really unusual to dress like this at the end of winter.

Shen Feiyun got into the carriage and lit the stove. What he was thinking about was not how to get revenge, but that when he arrived in Mobei, he would inevitably suffer from the wind and sand, but due to the shortage of water, it might not be possible to clean it for a while.

After going down the mountain, he had to take a good hot bath.

After thinking about it a lot, he couldn't help but think of Su Lang riding in the carriage with him a few months ago and teasing him in every possible way.

"At the time, I thought he was Mo Tingfeng, and I hated him to the extreme. If I had known that he was Su Lang, and heard him reveal his heart and confess his love sincerely, I would definitely...I..."

Thinking of this, Shen Feiyun was confused, but couldn't help showing a smile.

"I don't know where he is now."