Bowl and bowl tired Qing [Comprehensive martial arts]

The two swords clashed and sparked.

The sword master stood with his hands behind his back, and everyone looked up silently.

Tie Xinlan was completely relieved, she took the little monster and two maids to sit in the car and watched from a distance while eating melon seeds.The two swords fought fiercely, inseparable, from east to south in an instant.

After about a cup of tea, the soft sword began to show signs of fatigue, it no longer faced the enemy, and rolled itself into a ball while running at high speed.No matter how provocative and exciting the black scabbard sword is, this full moon-like silver ball will stand still...

——That’s right, pretty cowardly.

It's really hard to be worthy of being the weapon of a well-known young master Wuque.

Ximen Chuuxue said with a dark face: "Aren't you worried about losing?"

Hua Wuque said slowly: "It's not shameful to lose once."

"Do you really think this is a competition?" The gray-clothed sword god sneered, and said in a low voice: "I think you are too obsessed with love, you haven't drawn your sword for a long time."

He was so angry, it seemed like he was the one who was about to lose.

"I'm more used to exercising internal skills with my wife." Hua Wuque glanced to the side, and said sincerely: "Even in the past, the sword was only used to protect the sweetheart."

Then kindly ask the other party, do you need a new sword?The ancient divine sword "Baixuezhaodanqing" sealed in Yihua Palace is a bit shorter, but it will see blood when it is unsheathed, and it will go away even if it is not afraid.

"...Thank you, no need."

These four short words were the answer that Ximen Chuuxue squeezed out between his teeth.His mood was obviously worse, and he seemed to be holding on with a little bit of tenacity.

During the speech, the victory and defeat have been divided.

The black scabbard sword swayed triumphantly in front of everyone, turned left and right, and finally fell in front of the former owner with a whirl, intending to ask for his praise.Ximen Chuuxue didn't reach out again, but just nodded.

The soft sword descended from the air, but bypassed Hua Wuque's flat palm, nimbly squeezed the others away and slipped into Tie Xinlan's skirt, revealing the scratches left by the attack just now, with a look of grievance but dare not speak look like.

"It's okay, you've tried your best, and we won't blame you." The girl in purple flicked the hilt of her sword with her fingertips, comforting, "He's not someone who can't afford to lose."

Hearing Ruan Jian seemed to be very moved, and immediately wanted to post a sticker with the hostess to show his closeness.Before it had wrapped around Tie Xinlan's waist for the third time, the male master had already held the sword blade with his bare hands and pulled it off with a gentle smile.

So Ruanjian was discouraged, lay flat and began to play dead.

Before he could swallow the candied fruit in his mouth, the little monster got into the car. Ximen Chuuxue walked over and before he could speak, a bowl of fragrant petal tea was brought to his lips.

"This is you." A bowl full.

"This is you." Qian Qian said half a bowl.

The former is for Niu Niuzi, and the latter is for prawns.

The little monster looked at this and then at that, and rubbed his hands expectantly, urging the two swordsmen, who were about to run away, "Have a drink, let it cool down, it's not hot!"

——Innocent, full of bad water.

Ximen Chuixue was stunned, and didn't ask why there were fewer petals in Hua Wuque's bowl than his own. He just dried it indifferently and wiped his mouth vigorously, but forgot that sawdust and powder were also falling on his sleeves...

For a moment, the Sword God really wanted to throw the bowl on the ground and smash it into pieces, but in the end he didn't do so.The only remaining reason told him that he was a human being and couldn't bear the monstrous anger of the devil.

So he just shoved the bowl back into the goblin's hand.

Then he said calmly and expressionlessly, "Farewell."

After being moisturized by water, bright thin lips are flushed in gray.

After saying this, he left without looking back.

It seems to leave the bleak life in this ruthless world far away.

Jian hummed to Yu Wanwan, and swished to the former owner to shake his body.Yu Wanwan yelled at them to wait for her, and Ximen's bragging pace slowed down, at least he didn't fly away.

She didn't leave because Hua Wuque hadn't had tea yet.

The young man in white was holding the tea, his eyes as black as spots of lacquer did not blink, and he was as motionless as a mountain like an old monk in meditation.Yu Wanwan stared at him with his hands on his hips, like a capitalist exploiting social animals: "Drink the duck!"

——What a bowl, what a flower.

Tie Xinlan covered her face and trembled, tears of joy fell slowly.

Hua Wuque took one last look at her sweetheart!

Although it was only a glance, it was worth a thousand words.

This look is probably even more tragic than the farewell when he pretended to be fighting each other. At least he was calm and stable at that time, and he still had a desire for life, but now he can't even do it...

The evening wind is bleak, and the setting sun is like blood.

Young Master Wu Que raised his neck, his Adam's apple rolled and swallowed cleanly.

Then he clapped his hands together, thanked the little monster for his hospitality, bid farewell to her gently, and kindly pointed out that Ximen Chuuxue was heading towards the capital.

"I'll come to you for dinner after I've done something important!" Yu Wanwan nodded viciously, jumped up and slapped him on the shoulder angrily, and finally waved his paws at everyone, and jumped three steps away to chase after her brother A Niu went.

Hua Wuque covered his shoulders and sat back in the car with a tired face.

After a while, the carriage galloped in the opposite direction.

Tie Xinlan laughed so hard that her branches trembled wildly, although she didn't want to sprinkle salt on her husband's wound, but she couldn't hold it back, and said with tears in the corner of her eyes: "Does it hurt?"

The soft sword rolled in her arms, being very careful not to scratch half of the skirt.

Hua Wuque smiled weakly at her.

The door of the car was closed tightly, and the young man in white held his wife in his arms.

After a while, a silver object was thrown from the window.

Ximen Chuuxue walked out of the difficulties step by step.

The sweat dripping from his body dripped into the soil, and also washed the ashen complexion into black and white, which made Yu Wanwan amazed.The big sword and the little monster walked one after the other, sandwiching the sword god.

"To the next city, let's leave here."

His voice was firm, without sloppiness at all.

Previously he was unwilling to give up his sword no matter what, but after the competition was over, he kept his promise and never touched the hilt of the sword again.No matter how the black scabbard sword spins and jumps, the sword god just pretends to be invisible.

The black scabbard sword trembled, only to throw a wink at the blind man.

After Ximen Chuuxue took two cups of tea, his stomach started to feel agitated again, but it was not strong.He calculated the time and decided to go to the small town to solve it, but he took a bigger step.

But the sword was no longer swaying in front of his eyes, but the little monster behind him hummed softly, louder and louder in the silent wilderness:

"The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is full of injuries, your smile has turned yellow... the flowers are broken, and my heart is heartbroken..." 1

Ximen Chuuxue's footsteps paused.

He glanced back and said nothing.

The little monster didn't seem to memorize the lyrics, and after singing a few paragraphs, he obviously forgot the previous song and got out of tune, so he changed to a lively and cheerful song and sang loudly.

But somehow, it seems that there is only one sentence sung here and there:

"You love me and I love you, Mixue Bingcheng is sweet..."

"You love me, I love you, Mixue Bingcheng is sweet..."

"You love me, I love you...Mixue Bingcheng is sweet..."

In this infinite loop of saliva songs, Ximen Chuuxue was gradually assimilated by the influence from the unbearable mental and physical pain and torture, and even recalled the Forbidden Summit that winter.

——That was the most unforgettable opponent in his life.

Before parting ways, he bought a lot of food and maps for the little monster.Yu Wanwan was so moved that her mouth was full of tears, and asked if the other party had any small wishes or requests, and she could satisfy them.

The unremarkable crow's sheath sword leaned against its owner's back as usual, the difference was that Ximen Chuuxue used to carry it on his back, but now it flies by itself.

Hearing this sentence, the sword trembled, but did not run away.

It really wanted to get rid of the old master, but it was a little apprehensive to say goodbye.

When a swordsman loses his sword, it is like losing half his life, especially for a sword god.All these years Ximen Chuuxue has treated it really well, Da Baojian never wanted him to be devastated.

However, Ximen Chuuxue tilted his head slightly, pulled out the black sheath sword that had long been out of its sheath from his back, and finally blew the dust on it lovingly, and handed the sword to Yu Wanwan who was eagerly waiting for an answer.

"I want some petals," he whispered.

These words came from the mouth of Niu Niuzi!

Not only was Jian Da stimulated, but the little monster's eyes widened in shock.

"You take the one that hasn't been around for a long time." The little monster touched her precious bowl, paused, pursed her lips and handed the whole bowl to the other party: "Next time we meet, you have to return it to me." She spoke eloquently Reluctant, but the action did not hesitate.

Ximen Chuuxue was startled, and took the bowl.

A trace of emotion flashed across his face: "You guys, be careful on the road."

After speaking, he felt it was ridiculous, let out a breath of foul air slowly, there was no show of reluctantly saying goodbye, turned around and left.The setting sun stretched his thin figure very long...

If he hadn't been so dusty and unglamorous, and walked in a little haste, Yu Wanwan would have felt that this scene was really like a sublimation scene full of emotions in a TV series.

Fortunately, no, so she didn't rush over and bite A Niu's brother hard, asking him to remember her for the rest of his life.

She smacked her lips and asked, "Aren't you going after him?"

The crow scabbard sword made a buzzing sound, tangled in circles.

"You can go if you want. Anyway, I have a map, and I can ask others for directions." The little monster stretched out his finger and poked the sword: "Usually in dramas, if someone's back is so lonely, everyone will hope that someone can stop his."

In fact, Niu Niuzi is not a bad person.

Not good here, not good there, but not bad.

The look in his eyes just now was really, so sad.

The back of Ximen Chuuxue was no longer visible, without his snow-white clothes, without the black sheath sword, it seemed that he would easily be submerged in the crowd without a trace...

At this moment, the black sheath sword soared into the air.

"Well...it seems that there are some roads that I can only walk alone."

She made a nonsense summary in a very literary and profound way.

Taking advantage of the frightened crowd scattered or pointing, Yu Wanwan, who had identified the map, looked for the direction. The red and yellow little monster made a squatting posture, and stretched his body to make himself look swollen by a billion points.

Finally, take a few steps back and gather strength.

Angry Birds swish northward.

"—Hoo Hey!"