Bowl and bowl tired Qing [Comprehensive martial arts]

The little monster gave the other party a look at the petals in his bowl.

It's clean, literally and literally.

Yihua Palace in Xiuyu Valley is full of flowers of all colors in four seasons, which are much rarer than the messy petals in her bowl.The flowers wither when they fall, but hers look fresh as if they were just picked.

Yu bowls of tea are not particular about making tea, just pour the warm water from the original teapot into the bowl, and then blow it, and you're done.

The little monster held it in two paws and handed it over.

It's not that Hua Wuque has never had a weird drink before. The sweet and sour fruit tea that Tie Xinlan made in the past seems to still have an aftertaste in her mouth.He respectfully took the bowl that was almost overflowing, his smile froze slightly.

Yu Wanwan tilted her head and waited, but did not urge her.

Ximen Chuuxue watched without making a sound.

Not only remained silent, but also looked up slightly.

"Next..." Hua Wuque wanted to say that he was not thirsty, but this kind of refusal was also a kind of unceremonious refusal, so he had to forcefully change his explanation: "If it is hot today, let it cool down before drinking."

The black scabbard sword buzzed twice, then stopped still.

"Aww~" Yu Wanwan blinked, clapped his hands suddenly and said: "You are afraid of having diarrhea like Brother A Niu!" It's just detoxification, I really don't know why I panicked, and it's not because I don't have toilet paper.

The sword god pretended to admire the exquisite carvings on the car window, and moved back his eyes, slapped the suspended sword on his knee, tightened his jaw line slightly, and began to look at his nose and heart.

"Jiao Wanwan, you read a joke, my husband is so boring." Tie Xinlan glanced lightly at her dazzled eyes, smiling like a flower: "He is thin-skinned, he is embarrassed to reject the girl's house, but he can't be cruel. Drink it up."

The girl in purple leaned close to the little monster's ear, and her voice was low and playful: "It's because he has no luck to enjoy it and can only accept it. Let the girls drink your petal tea from now on."

"Well..." Yu Wanwan nodded regretfully.

Compared with the little fairies, there is less genus detoxification, so it is easy to have diarrhea.Thinking of Chu Liuxiang and the others who avoided petal tea, and then looking at the two men sitting in front of them, I felt deeply that the big pig's hooves were tyrannical.

Hua Wuque lowered his eyes gracefully, accompanied by a wry smile.

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help but sigh in his heart for the loss of a suffering brother.But he didn't show anything on his face, and brought the topic back to the original place: "It... really wants to leave and never return?"

The one who asked was naturally his most cherished crow sheath sword.

Yu Wanwan answered "Yes" very seriously and loudly.

After a pause, he added very cruelly: "And we don't need you to lead the way. It can fly now, so you can go to the capital with me." The standard ones are thrown away after use, without mercy.

The sword god's knuckles tapped lightly on the sword, making a loud clang.

"Okay, I won't stop it." Ximen Chuixue's ashen complexion gradually returned to normal, as if he had calmed down, proving that the limits of human beings are indeed endless: "But as its former owner, I still have one more request."

He said a request, not a demand.

Before Da Baojian refused, he became curious instead.

"It has been with me for many years, and it should know that I am very eager for a duel, but unfortunately, it has never happened." This request does not sound too much, at least the black sheath sword is a little moved.

——But, where can I find an opponent?

After the little monster relayed the story, he knocked on the bowl and fell into deep thought.

The gray-clothed sword god looked straight at the white-clothed young man, and said calmly: "I never cheat, so you still owe me a contest." The old matter was brought up again, but it was not to repay the favor, he really wanted it for a long time.

Tie Xinlan was about to speak almost immediately, but Ximen Chuuxue stopped her lightly: "You have stopped me many times. Now that the sword is alive, it will not be a life-and-death struggle... At least it will not be more serious than the Guishan duel."

Every word is for Tie Xinlan to dissuade him.

The girl in purple bit her lip, and finally chose to remain silent.

"Since the owner of Ximen Village sincerely invites you, is there any reason why I should not?" Hua Wuque smiled, stretched his arms and said loudly to the outside of the car: "Now the open space outside the city is suitable, please."

Ximen Chuuxue took a deep look at his opponent, and said in a deep voice: "Flower..." As soon as the single sound came out, the white-clothed man smiled and said: "Even if I lose, Jiang will not drink the petal tea from Wanwan girl, the bet Please change it."

The sword god is obsessed with the way of the sword, but he is not a dull and stupid person.

The other party deliberately concealed his identity in front of the little bowl demon, and he had no intention of revealing it. He stroked the long sword to cover up one or two, which made the black scabbard sword tremble again, as if it was not very happy.

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "Where is your weapon?"

Hua Wuque nodded gently, took off his long gown slowly, folded it carefully, held it in both hands and handed it to his wife with a sad face, and comforted him softly: "Don't worry."

Tie Xinlan pursed her lips and stared at him.

Others don't know, but the person next to her knows that her husband is familiar with several kinds of advanced martial arts, but he just doesn't want to show it to the outside...

Not long ago, my father, Tie Zhan Wu Chi, had a fit of madness and practiced boxing. He found out that his son-in-law was giving him water.

She was really worried about her friend Ximen Chuuxue.The best thing is that Hua Wuque refused, but he agreed.Then you must not deliberately pretend to lose, that is a humiliation to the Sword God.

"Wait." The Gray Clothed Sword God suddenly said.

His appearance is undoubtedly a bit funny, but his solemn and solemn expression makes people unable to make fun of it.

"What's wrong?" The young man in white wiped the soft sword with a handkerchief.

He didn't deliberately delay the time, and when he was about to finish his preparations, he smiled sideways at his wife, but his gentle voice was directed towards his opponent: "Does Master Ximen want to compete in another place?"

The gray-clothed sword god lowered his eyes and said: "My sword has a spirit, and it cannot be won by force."

Yu Wanwan was standing next to Tie Xinlan, whispering to the purple-clothed girl and whispered, "You Jianghu people, do you really draw your sword when you disagree with each other?" The little monster showed a look of bewilderment.

However, he received Ximen's bragging eyes.

He asked: What are the conditions, are you willing to give Ruanjian aura?

"Hmm..." After a little thought, Yu Wanwan opened his mouth, and the lion opened his mouth to test: "Two bowls of petal tea?" She would rather put it upside down than waste it, and want to watch Niu Niuzi's performance twice source of happiness.

Hearing this, the handsome face of the Sword God changed from half green to half white.

The fishy sweetness welled up in his throat again, he looked at Hua Wuque, and hinted very restrained and politely: "After all, this is your weapon..." Then you have to have a bowl anyway, and I can't let me do it all.

"It's fine as it is now." The young man in white said with a smile.

The implication is that even if you die, you will not drink half of the petal tea.

The atmosphere was a little stalemate for a while.

Thinking that if the soft sword is also psychic, it will be safer and safer to be careful not to stab deeply in the test... Tie Xinlan stomped her feet, walked over with her flowery gown in her arms, and said softly: "I want to see it fly. "

"..." He would never refuse his sweetheart's request.

The young man in white looked normal, and he smiled and said hello.

So the little monster cheered and jumped over, infusing spirit energy into the soft sword whose spiritual sense was much weaker than that of the black sheath sword.When the competition was over, she was going to put all the materials into place, so she couldn't help but work harder.

Not all things in the world can inspire wisdom. Except for innate spirituality, things with owners are often related to their owners, and living things are often more psychic than dead things.Wu Sheajian's spiritual sense is even stronger than the two horses of the Xiaqiu couple, and it has to be attributed to the treasure of the sword god.

Not long after, the soft sword wobbled and floated up.

Its figure is light and nimble, like a swimming fish passing by the side of everyone.

The hilt of the sword touched Yu Wanwan's bowl, making a crisp sound, as if thanking her for her aura, and the little monster waved his hand to say hello to it.The soft sword quickly came to Tie Xinlan's side again, and wrapped it playfully around her slender waist several times, which made the girl giggle, before obediently returning to the master's palm.

Young Master Wu Que held the corner of his lips lightly, and rubbed the blade of the sword with his thumb.

Raise your hand slowly, and put on an elegant gesture of respectfully inviting your opponent.

——The duel is imminent.

Ximen Chuuxue's heart sank, and he gripped the hilt of the black sheath sword tightly.He didn't say anything more, just because he knew that Jian understood his determination.Regardless of the outcome of this battle, he just wants to go all out and say his final farewell.

The onlookers had already retreated fifty feet away, leaving an open space for the dueling parties, and everyone's faces were stained with a bit of dignity.At this time, the sun was setting and the sky was full of clouds, and the evening wind added a sense of bleakness.

Oh, I should have ordered an extra bowl of delicious eight-treasure rice just now.

Looking at the gorgeous sunset, Yu Wanwan thought bitterly.

——The duel has finally begun!

Tie Xinlan thought that the two should be brothers at this time, no matter who loses, it won't be too ugly.But still a little nervous, I just hope that there will be no bleeding.

Unexpectedly, Hua Wuque was the one who moved first.

The young man in white stood with his hands behind his back, holding a jade tree facing the wind.

He moved, his body was like a rock, and he only moved his mouth.

The precious thin lips slowly spit out two words:

"—Go, let's go."

Before the voice finished, the silver soft sword pierced through the air.