Bowl and bowl tired Qing [Comprehensive martial arts]

After some sincere conversations, Hua Wuque confirmed that the "Ximen Chuoxue" in Yu Wanwan's mouth was the sword god Ximen Chuixue.

The time was right, forward [-]:[-], they had just met each other in the city.And this weird little girl should be the person Lu Xiaofeng mentioned in the letter to restore Huamanlou's eyesight...or a demon?

The other party seems to have a problem with easily remembering wrong names.

After being silent for a while, the girl in purple coughed lightly, and said slowly: "How can I invite a little girl like you to do this kind of thing? Ximen Chuu... awesome, he is too careless!"

"Ham, who says it's not?" Yu Wanwan also sighed, and said quietly: "But the one who doesn't go to the village and doesn't go to the store, except me, only has a sword, but he still refuses to let go."

Yu Wanwan was a little skeptical that Ximen boasted that he wanted to wipe his ass with it.

She was in a hurry to buy toilet paper, mainly because of the big sword.

The dignified expression of the little monster caught everyone's eyes.After a pause, Tie Xinlan said in a deep voice: "It's not too late, let's go." She wanted to laugh, but felt bad, and the matter was definitely not that simple.

"Hmm... let's go in a carriage, please ask this girl to show you the way." The young man in white clenched his fists vainly, and said in a harmonious voice, "I haven't asked you how to address her yet?" He clearly knew her name, but he pretended not to.

"Yu Wanwan, there is more than enough every year, this bowl." The little monster pulled out a big smile, and pointed to the top of his head.Then he stared at the two of them expectantly, waiting to write down the name of his new friend.

Hua Wuque's smile froze for a moment.

Except for the fun of the boudoir, he hardly lied, and he didn't bother to do it.But according to Lu Xiaofeng, the weird little girl in front of her had questioned Yihua Palace and Xiaoyuer and Xiaoxian.

It is obvious that each of them is seeing each other for the first time, and they don't know each other.

Since I don't know the origin, I naturally don't want to speak out.

"We met by chance, my surname..." The thin lips moved, and the girl in purple beside her stopped her husband's words, and said solemnly: "His surname is Jiang, and his name is prawn. The rivers in the rivers and lakes are big and big, and the fish and shrimp are like shrimp. "

Jiang Xiaoyu's elder brother, called Jiang Daxia, is fine.

Tie Xinlan spoke without changing her face, and finally said softly: "My husband's name is not very powerful and domineering, so I am often a little ashamed to say it, and I hope Miss Wanwan will not laugh at him."

Young Master Wu Que and other trivial matters follow his sweetheart's terms.

He kept his mouth shut, showing an awkward yet polite smile.

This name is as easy to remember as Guo Dalu.

Yu Wanwan read it twice and thought he had memorized it, then forgot it. At this time, the carriage was ready, and the little monster climbed up like a normal short-legged human with both hands and feet, and got into the spacious carriage.

The carriage is tall and luxurious, and the soft pillow and tea set are complete.

She tilted her head and asked the beauty in purple: "Then what is your name?"

This question really caught Tie Xinlan.

Everyone in the world knows that there are two aliases for the wife of the Palace Mistress when she travels the world: Tie Xin Nan and Hua Wu Que.But neither was appropriate now, and her barren brain couldn't think of a third right away.

Mr. Wuque said with a smile, "My wife's surname is Cao, and my girlfriend's name is You."

The harmony of flowers and plants, the empty valley and orchids, he felt more suitable.

"Well, Caoyou...you...qiu, Jiang prawn...shrimp ball..." Yu Wanwan was distracted to remember while biting the apricot cake on the small table.

The dim sum is sweet but not greasy, the petals and pistils printed in the middle are all lifelike, the appearance is so beautiful that the little monster is reluctant to swallow it, but the speed of chewing is not slow.

She gleefully stuffed six or seven dollars into her mouth, remembering the time when Huamanlou didn't have enough to eat, she left a small half plate for the kind friends who had invited guests, stuck her head out of the window to confirm the route, and asked the maid in white to drive the horse again. hurry up.

After turning around, the shrimp ball and his wife smiled at her together.

Seeing this, Wanwan burped in embarrassment.

——After delivering the paper, you have to teach Niu Niuzi to invite people to dinner.

In the forest, Ximen Chuuxue has just finished solving major life issues.

He stood up expressionlessly, destroying the corpse with sword energy.

Of course Sword God used clean things.

Even if there is no straw paper, he can use silver bills instead. He has already thought out a way out for himself, but it's just a little bit harder, which is still tolerable.

When the wild grass and fallen leaves rustled down, the half-gray and half-white figure was already a hundred steps away. The sword god's killing speed had never been so fast before... He broke through himself again!

But Ximen Chuuxue didn't feel happy or proud.

The sword in his hand trembled slightly, the swordsman raised his chin, his indifferent eyes shot towards a towering ancient tree nearby like lightning, and behind the tree stood a gentle man in white clothes.

The other party stood upright, obviously a gentleman's manner of "seeing no evil, hearing no evil, and speaking no evil".But this subtle gesture hurt the sword god Furui Wubo's eyes even more.

"You're here." Ximen Chuixue said.

"I'm here." Hua Wuque didn't look over.

"What are you doing here? You shouldn't be here." Ximen Chuixue said.

"I didn't even want to come." Hua Wuque stared at the tip of his shoe.

……

They had a conversation that seemed profound but was actually a mess, and finally gave up on talking to each other and decided to speak in human terms.

So Ximen Chuuxue found out, and his reputation was completely ruined by Yu Wanwan's chattering Eagle escape.The monster also gave himself a nickname that was cute enough to cause the urge to draw his sword and commit suicide: Niu Niu Zi.

At first I thought "Brother A Niu" was the pinnacle, but it turned out to be the beginning.

Ximen Fuxue closed his eyes: "Are they all here?"

The sword was clenched tightly, and sweat dripped down drop by drop.

"You know." Young Master Wu Que walked towards the Sword God very slowly, with his hands behind his back, the pity in his black eyes almost turned into substance: "Xinlan and I don't like talking about things, talking People who are right and wrong..."

This is to ask the other party to be at ease for the time being, and not to be too painful.

Although you know what you should know, you don't know what you shouldn't know.In fact, it was nothing more than that, everyone knew that Xiao Yu'er and his two palace lords, Yue Lian Xing and Yue Lian Xing, were trapped in the Guishan Cave.

The sword god took a breath, and was a little unsteady on his feet.

Perhaps it was because of numb feet from squatting for too long just now, or maybe it was just a simple stagger, in short, his voice was exceptionally calm:

"Things, no, what the bowl said."

It is calmly divided into three sections, and each section is decisive.

"En." Hua Wuque nodded slightly, seemingly convinced.

He felt that the other party was a little nervous right now.

The young man in white tried his best to convince himself, and patted the sword god's half-uncovered shoulder, but he found that he couldn't force himself to do this hypocritical thing.

After a pause, he just gently said to Ximen Blowing Snow:

"If you still need... I can wait outside."

Facing the stack of straw paper that Young Master Wu Que condescended to bring, and the pot of clear water behind him, the Sword God raised his eyes, radiating a cold light, and said humiliatingly, "I don't need anything!"

That stubborn character, that unruly voice, and that unruly gaze, all resembled a gentleman who would rather starve to death than eat what he gave.What he refused was not just a stack of straw paper and a pot of water?

That noble soul that shows that the sword god is unyielding!

Even the famous young master Wu Que couldn't help but be moved by it.

He apologized solemnly and politely: "I have troubled myself."

As soon as the voice fell, he slightly raised his hand.

Yihua's true energy circulates, and the internal force breaks through Yu Wanwan's strong request for straw paper with a thickness of five inches. These white and soft things, which are secret and exclusive in the palace, are instantly turned into powder, and disappear with the wind...

It's like a sporadic and sad rain of white flowers.

One after another, they drenched half of the sword god, but it was also symmetrical.

Although Ximen Chuuxue was caught off guard, it was not impossible to avoid it.

Just because it would be too fussy to block with a sword.

After a while, Hua Wuque said with a smile: "Let's go, they should be in a hurry." Then she turned around, and Shi Shiran walked in front to lead the way.He was spotless from top to bottom, obviously he deliberately didn't get any rain from straw paper just now.

The Sword God twitched fiercely, but looked straight at the back of the opponent's head expressionlessly, pressed his tongue against the root of his teeth, and followed silently.

But before they walked dozens of steps, a strange buzzing sound came from Ximen Chuuxue's body.Hua Wuque tilted his head almost the next moment, but although he had turned around, he didn't look at the person behind him.

It is conceivable that this must be an extremely embarrassing scene.

"Actually... Alas!" The young man in white sighed softly.

Doesn't this omission, which is so obvious, already represent everything?

"It's not me..." Ximen Chuuxue said in a difficult voice.

The low and dignified voice seemed to be enduring something, and it seemed to be wrestling with something or a certain force.He really worked so hard, bearing the burden that shouldn't be at this age.

Combined with the high-pitched sound like bowel sounds, Hua Wuque realized it.

Then he said sincerely and slowly: "Master Ximen, you really don't have to..."

However, Sword God really doesn't have that worldly desire.

After all these things, he has become transcendent, and he can almost become a fairy.

"Yes, my sword..." Ximen Chuuxue tightly clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, but the trembling sword body was shaking and struggling more and more, and the buzzing sound of the sword sounded like a stomachache became louder and louder.

Obviously, it doesn't appreciate the owner's unwavering heart.

——The black scabbard sword turned into a brilliant silver light, and rushed out.