Jianghu lore order

What Ximen Chuixue blows is not snow.

The building full of flowers is full of flowers.

Of course Lu Xiaofeng would not go to Ximen Chuuxue to see the snow, besides there is no snow there.

Now is not the season to look at the snow in front of the wind. This season is full of flowers, and he is in a good mood to enjoy the flowers.There are flowers in Wanmei Villa, but Ximen Chuuxue is also there.

So if he wants to enjoy the flowers, he has to go to enjoy the flowers all over the building.

He sensed something was wrong.Although he also felt that this kind of wrongness did not cause any major problems, or it was just caused by the emptiness after not feeling full.

But he understands, he understands.Sikong Zhaixing must have heard something, who said what.He seemed to have seen a person and said with a smile, guess, if Hua Manlou and Ximen Chuuxue could only save one, which one would Lu Xiaofeng save?

This person may be bearded, and he is having a good time asking others, or he may be tall and tall, thin and plain, but he is cautious but ruthless in his questions.

He didn't know who it was, and Sikong Zhaixing would not tell him.

He always felt that he wanted to see Hua ManLou.Although, it is more likely that he wants to go to Baihualou to have a full meal than to say that this is due to unknown worries.

It's a pity that he seems to have touched the mold of the god of rice today, and it's not so easy to eat this meal.

Because someone has already stood in front of him.

He didn't want to pay attention to the person standing in front of him.

However, he leaned to the left, and this man also leaned to the left.He moved to the right, and the man moved one step ahead of him.He wanted to turn back and take a detour, but this person was in front of him again in the blink of an eye.

Such powerful lightness kung fu, it seems to be inadvertent, but it is always right in front of your eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng was not happy anymore.He looked at the thin, shriveled old man in front of him, with a bun on his head, hanging down to his eyebrows.If the eyebrows are long, they must be connected with the beard.Even his people wanted to stick with Lu Xiaofeng.

The old man was the first to speak, his voice sounded old and desolate, tremblingly said: "Young man, you are blocking the way of the old man, give way."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Could it be that I walked too hard and stepped on the shadow of the old man?"

He said that he took two steps back in a hurry, but he floated a few feet away.

But in this gap, an extremely difficult to detect, once detected, an extremely dazzling light flashed by!

It is difficult for ordinary people to see it, and even if they see it, they can no longer avoid it.

Because it was a sword, a very thin and tough sword.

As soon as the sword is shot, it will kill people.

But standing opposite is Lu Xiaofeng.Lu Xiaofeng can see Ximen Chuixue's sword, Ye Gucheng's sword, and other people's swords.

When he stretched out his hand, the thin sword was caught between his two fingers.

Not moving.

It's like a thread.A useless thread.

The other end of the line is connected to the old man.

It's just that he drew his sword too fast, although Lu Xiaofeng saw his sword, but didn't see where he drew it from.

It could be in his collar, it could be wrapped around his wrist, it could be looped around his waist.

If an ordinary person pulls out such a sword from his body at such a speed, he must be the first to be injured.Maybe he himself was strangled to death by the soft sword the moment he drew the sword, or cut in half by the sharp blade.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing.This thought made the eyebrows on his mouth tremble a little.

But the old man laughed loudly and said, "It really is Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows!"

Lu Xiaofeng let go of his hand, and the silk-thin soft sword immediately returned to its sheath.

What he never imagined was that the scabbard of this sword was actually in the old man's bun.

The sword light flashed and disappeared into the bun.

Even though Lu Xiaofeng was well-informed, he couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

He has seen all kinds of swords, swords that kill people, swords that save people, swords that sell gold and jade, and swords that are jeweled, but he has never seen a sword hidden in his hair.

He looked at the old man cupping his hands, and said, "Dingtian Pavilion, I will never stop. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It turned out to be Mr. Xu with the Four Pillars of Swords and No Swords, and I have admired him for a long time."

But the old man said: "Brother Xu Buxie has heard about Lu Daxia's reputation for a long time, and has long wanted to make friends with him, but unexpectedly Lu Daxia has grown wings, he just can't do what he wants."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Everyone in the world is brothers. But brother Xu thinks too much."

The old man nodded, and said: "It is said that Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi is one of the best in the world. I saw it today, it is really amazing. My soft sword has never been taken by anyone, and no one has dared to take it."

But Lu Xiaofeng said: "I dare not say that this soft sword is comparable to his sword, but the scabbard sir is dare to say that it is unique in the world, it is an eye-opener."

The old man had a slight smile on his face, but he took out a folded square red invitation card from his bosom, and said, "Dingtian Pavilion wants me to send you an invitation card, and I look forward to welcoming you, Mr. Lu."

The invitation waved in his hand and flew straight into Lu Xiaofeng's hand.He only squeezed lightly, and then squeezed it with one hand.But the old man jumped on the outer wall of a private house while he was pinching the invitation, and disappeared.

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, did not look at the invitation, and put it into his bosom.

He doesn't want to go.I also don't want to know the people in Dingtian Pavilion.However, the people from Dingtian Pavilion came to him one by one.

He has somewhere to go now.

For example, Baihualou.

There are hundreds of flowers in Baihualou.Although Lu Xiaofeng didn't count, but he knew that all kinds of flowers made people smell the location of Baihualou before they even got there.

And his best friend, Huamanlou, is among the flowers.

He smelled a light scent of grass, trees and flowers, and felt comfortable physically and mentally.Another breeze can make him sing a little song cheerfully.

However, Huamanlou failed to make his wish come true.The breeze came uninvited, but this ditty was absolutely unbelievable.

Because just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of a piano.

Hua Manlou is playing the piano.

Touching the guqin and playing ancient tunes.

Melodious and clear, with the fragrance of flowers, no one will destroy this beauty.

Although Lu Xiaofeng is a bastard, he knows how to protect this kind of beauty, so he can win the hearts of many beauties and not make them sad.

He slowed down his pace, lighter and slower, he didn't want the sound of footsteps to disturb Hua Manlou's elegant mood.

Hua Manlou was wearing an ordinary gold-edged gown, playing the piano with both hands.Mr. Pianpian, clean and elegant, with his usual smile on his face, seems to be immersed in the music.However, the eyebrows and eyes are vivid and pure, very beautiful.

Even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help admiring.

As he was listening, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a big red invitation card neatly placed in a corner on the small table next to his piano case.

The handwriting faced the light, showing a concave and convex outline, Lu Xiaofeng could see it clearly, it topped the heavenly pavilion.

Hua Manlou stopped playing the piano, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu, the piano is getting better and better."

Lu Xiaofeng flew up to him, and said: "Brother Hua, the more he plays the piano, the better he gets."

The two laughed.

Lu Xiaofeng clutched his stomach and said: "But it's really my fault that Brother Hua plays the piano so well, it made me forget that I was poisoned long ago, if I stop now, I'm going to be poisoned to death."

Hua Manlou knew he was joking, and asked along the way: "What kind of poison did you get?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Hunger is poisonous. If it's light, it will cause fainting, if it's serious, it will kill you."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Brother Lu, I have a way to cure this poison, but there are too many antidotes, but I don't know which one is the best to use."

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and he said: "As long as you bring it, I still have the strength to pick the others myself."

Hua Manlou lightly tapped the small cabinet on the side with his fingers, making a faint and soft sound, and said, "Then please ask Brother Lu to detoxify himself."

Lu Xiaofeng was overjoyed, and took out the fruit and cakes from the small cabinet. This thing was supposed to be swallowed slowly, but he wished he could pour it into his mouth together like pouring wine.

Huamanlou was very happy to be teased by him.He took the folding fan and fanned it lightly, without asking any questions, and just let him eat like this.

Although he couldn't see it, but when he heard it, he knew that Lu Xiaofeng's current eating appearance would never be so beautiful.

Lu Xiaofeng was satiated, leaned on Huamanlou's beautifully carved sandalwood chair, took a deep breath, and said, "You can only have a decent meal with Brother Hua."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "You must have caused some trouble again."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "It's not me who caused trouble this time, it's the troublemakers who lined up to trouble me."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "For example..." He gently picked up the invitation card on the corner of the table and asked, "This?"

Lu Xiaofeng laughed loudly and said, "Hua Man Lou, Hua Man Lou, among all the smart people in the world, there is no one as smart as you."