Reverse the door [Comprehensive martial arts]

"...What do you mean?" She felt that this sentence was really not like what Ximen Chuuxue would say, and she was momentarily stunned.

"You can drink," he said.

"..." Of course she knows this, but what do you mean you are not someone else!

If someone else said such a sentence, Xiao Feiyu would definitely think, Damn, is this guy trying to pick me up.But Ximen Chuuxue——

Seeing his serious and indifferent expression, she felt that it was definitely not what she thought.

The two just stood by the Yuexia Pool and looked at each other. In the end, she couldn't help but look away and said, "Oh, thank you."

This time it was Ximen Chuuxue's turn to not know what to say.

And she simply continued to drink the jar of wine that he handed to her at the beginning.

After a while, he finally spoke again: "It's very late."

She let out a hey, and said that you also know, go back to sleep.

"What about you?" he asked.

"You invite me to drink so enthusiastically, of course I am..." She deliberately elongated her tone and observed his expression, but unfortunately she still didn't see any reaction from him, so she continued, "I Of course I’m going back to sleep too, if I don’t sleep, it will be dawn.”

In fact, if the moonlight was a little brighter tonight, she would definitely see Ximen Chuuxue's ears flushed suddenly when she heard the word "enthusiasm" in her mouth.

……

She drank too much wine this night, and after going back to her room to wash and lie down, she slept until the afternoon of the second day before waking up.

It was raining outside again, and it was raining heavily, making crackling noises on the window, which made her extremely bored, and she just wanted to continue lying on the bed with the quilt in her arms to pass the time.

Reluctantly, my stomach didn't live up to it, and I lay down for less than a quarter of an hour before I started screaming.

Resigned to fate, Xiao Feiyu got out of bed and opened the door, intending to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

When Ximen Chuuxue bought the house, he dismissed most of the servants left by the previous owner of the house, except for the people in the kitchen.

And his usual behavior probably made these servants afraid to get close, so these servants in the kitchen were very peaceful.

The first time Xiao Feiyu sneaked in to find something to eat in the middle of the night, they were still trembling, but after learning that she was a friend who came back to Jinling with Ximen Chuuxue, they gradually got used to it and stopped making a fuss about it.

It was the same today, seeing her running in, everyone just looked up and didn't say much.

And she familiarly touched the cook who made the sweet soup at the far end, scooped a bowl by herself, and waved her hand while drinking, saying to the cook who wanted to add another bowl for her: "No, no, no." , one bowl is enough, if I drink too much, I won’t be able to eat dinner.”

The cook withdrew her hand, and said somewhat tangled up: "But the young master ordered..."

She put down the bowl and raised her eyebrows suspiciously: "Order? What did he order?"

The cook replied respectfully: "Young master said that Mr. Xie drank too much wine last night and woke up after sleeping for a long time. He must be hungry. Let me cook more."

Xiao Feiyu laughed as soon as she heard that, this cook could speak, but according to her understanding of Ximen Chuuxue, when this guy came to the kitchen to give orders, at most he would say one more sentence and cook more, so he wouldn't explain the cause and effect in such detail.

But she didn't think much about how the kitchen knew that she drank too much wine and slept for most of the day, she just thought they saw it when they passed by the garden last night.

After drinking the sweet soup and picking out a few cakes, Xiao Feiyu braved the rain and went back to the room.

She thought she was lazy enough to sneak to the kitchen to eat without opening an umbrella, but when she passed the garden, she saw a white corner of her clothes flashing behind the rockery, so she stopped and took a closer look.

At first, she thought it was her eyesight. After all, the rain was so heavy that the vegetation in the whole garden was wilted, and the light in the garden was not good.

But after watching it for a while, she knew that it was not her illusion, because in just three breaths, the corner of the clothes had already flashed three times.

She frowned, looked up at the gloomy sky, and couldn't hold back her curiosity to take a look around.

When she walked around to the other side of the corridor and saw what was behind the rockery, she couldn't help but be stunned.

It turned out that Ximen Chuuxue was practicing sword.

No matter how heavy the rain was, he continued to swing his sword as if he hadn't noticed it, with no intention of slowing down at all.

Xiao Feiyu originally wanted to go over and persuade him not to practice in the rain. The rain is already so heavy, not to mention that there is a trend of getting bigger and bigger. If he catches a cold, it will be troublesome.

But she stood there looking at it for a moment, then extinguished the thought.

Because at this time Ximen Chuuxue was clearly in a state of enlightenment, and the sword moves she used were very different from before, although she couldn't say exactly where the difference was at the moment.

She practiced martial arts so far relying on her talent and intuition. It was like this when she changed "Sword Formation". She couldn't explain the reason for such a change, but she just felt that it should be changed in this way, otherwise it would be awkward and uncomfortable.

As for Ximen Chuuxue's changes in his sword moves at the moment, he swayed back and forth amidst these awkwardness and discomfort, probably trying to find the most suitable way.

Xiao Feiyu stood on the porch watching his movements, almost fascinated.

In her heart, she was actually demonstrating a few moves over and over again, but after the demonstration, she found that this was not enough, but before she was in a hurry to go to the kitchen to find something to eat, she ran over after getting dressed, and she didn't even bring her sleeve Baixue with her.

After thinking about it, she simply reached out and broke off half a branch of a cedar tree by the porch, then closed her eyes and recalled in the center of her mind the moves that Ximen Chuuxue was practicing, and at the same time directly held the cedar branch and gestured. .

Sure enough, there is something in the hand, even if it is not a real sword, it will be smoother than trying to do it directly.

In order not to affect her judgment while watching Ximen Chuuxue's movements, she didn't even open her eyes when she gestured.

The sound of pattering rain was all around her ears, and she felt that her breath was full of thick water vapor, and holding the water-soaked fir branches in her hands was even more bone-chillingly cold.

After one move, there was another rumbling thunder, and the rain that was already pouring became heavier, and the two people who were "practicing swords" in their own ways through the rain screen became faster and faster.

When Xiao Feiyu was halfway through the gesture, he suddenly remembered the battle with A Fei on Tianshan Mountain.

Later, when he was about to go down the mountain, A Fei told her that she was able to understand that move, and she was not far from the step of entering the sword, which was the only one among the young people he had seen.

At that time, Xiao Feiyu didn't think much about it, or she didn't think she could really touch this door so quickly.

But today, holding this cedar branch, using it as her own sword, and concentrating on using the moves she saw just now, she felt as if she had vaguely grasped some tricks!

Ah Fei asked her what a sword is?

She didn't answer, because she knew that she couldn't give an answer that satisfied the senior, and she didn't want to make up something to please this senior who deserved the highest respect of any swordsman.

She didn't learn swords because she likes swords, she just learned it by mistake, and finally found that she was extremely talented, and she could cross the rivers and lakes with a little more effort.

As for what the sword is, she really didn't think about it carefully.

So after going down the mountain, she couldn't help asking the same question as Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue thought about it for a moment, but he answered seriously, saying that the sword is the way he believes in.

He believes in holding a sword in his hand and fearing nothing, so he respects his sword.

Xiao Feiyu knew that she was different from him, so what was the difference?

She didn't think it through at the beginning, but now she finally figured it out.

Ximen Chuuxue is fearless because of the sword, and puts it on an equal position with herself, but she is not like this.

Is sleeve white snow easy to use?

Of course it is easy to use. It is light, flexible, and unparalleled in sharpness. It is a peerless sword.

But when it comes to feelings for Sode Shirayuki, for her, it may come from its beautiful appearance.

She can use any other sword, even a twig if she doesn't have one.

Because in Xiao Feiyu's swordsmanship, the most important thing is never the sword itself, but her person!

If another hooligan came to ask that question again at this time.

She thought she would answer without hesitation, the sword is me, and I am the sword.

With the sound of rain, she let go of the fir branch in her hand and took a deep breath.

The cedar branch fell to the ground with a slap, and she raised her hand again at this moment, chopping forward in a very casual gesture.

The vegetation in the garden was rustling, and it was hard to tell whether it was because of the rain or because of the sword energy flowing through her fingertips.

After a muffled sound, she felt her arm was suddenly pulled out.

The next moment, she fell into an embrace full of water vapor.

The big raindrops hit her head and face, and she finally remembered that she forgot to open her eyes.

"Why..." She only had time to utter a single word before she fell silent, because she saw that the position she was standing before was broken by the pillars and couldn't support it, so that the whole thing fell down.

The next moment, the bricks and tiles of the corridor were all broken into pieces.

Xiao Feiyu: "..."

She just cut it casually?

"Didn't you hear?" Ximen Chuuxue's tone was cold, as if angry, "It's about to collapse, didn't you hear?"

"I..." I really didn't hear it. At that moment, I was still immersed in the mysterious feeling of being able to directly control the sword energy with my hands.

He had been drenched in the rain for nearly an hour, his face was already a little pale, but now he looked even more terrifying when he got angry.So much so that even though he had just made a big step forward in the way of the sword, Xiao Feiyu was a little embarrassed: "Don't be angry..."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't speak, her thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, obviously still very angry.

She thought about it, and tentatively said: "I can take responsibility for this! How about I pay someone to fix it for you?"

Ximen Chuixue: "..."

What is she thinking?Did she think he was angry about this corridor?

Seeing that his expression did not show the slightest sign of clearing up, Xiao Feiyu also felt troubled: "I really didn't expect this to happen...Obviously I just learned how to use my hands..."

The two were still standing in the heavy rain. When she lowered her eyes and spoke in a low voice, the rain naturally kept rolling down her forehead, which made her look a little pitiful.

A moment later, Ximen Chuuxue found that the camouflage she had painted on her face to make her look more like a man had been washed away by the pouring rain.

Xiao Feiyu, who showed her true face, was actually far more beautiful than her disguise.

And he hadn't seen it for a long time, and he was stunned for a while, and even forgot what he was going to say.

Just when Xiao Feiyu was a little uncomfortable being watched by him, a very puzzled voice suddenly came from the other side of the garden.

It's Xiao Manfeng.

"What are you two doing standing in the rain? Why did it collapse over there?"

The sound of the rain was loud enough to cover the sound of anyone's footsteps, so when she heard Xiao Manfeng's sound, Xiao Feiyu didn't think much about it at all, and just thought she was passing by by chance.

"I was practicing sword just now!" She turned her head and shouted, but she became stupid after shouting, because she found that Lu Xiaojia was still standing beside Xiao Manfeng.

Lu Xiaojia was even more stupid, his gaze originally fell on Ximen Chuuxue's arm holding Xiao Feiyu.

But when Xiao Feiyu turned around, he couldn't take his gaze away from her face.

It was a face that couldn't be more pure and fair, with mellow eyebrows and romantic eyes. It was supposed to be beautiful, but under the washing of the heavy rain, the hidden beauty was revealed again.

...Wait, so it was useless for him to struggle for so long. Is "Xie Lin" a girl? !

At this moment, Lu Xiaojia really wanted to go back to the place where his master Jing Wuming lived in seclusion and tell him, old man, I'm sorry I seem to have made you worry for nothing, the person I like is really a girl...

On one side, the two of them stared at each other blankly through the rain curtain, on the other side, Xiao Manfeng had already evoked a gloating smile.

Play it off and see how you end up.

It's a pity that the questioning scene she wanted to see didn't even have time to appear, Ximen Chuuxue had already grabbed Xiao Feiyu's arm and led her directly out of the garden.

"Go and change," he said.

"... Oh." Now that Xiao Feiyu came to his senses, he couldn't help but raise his hand to pat his face, and didn't dare to look in Lu Xiaojia's direction anymore.

Woooooo what to do, I fell off the horse again!want to cry!

Lu Xiaojia watched the actions of these two people, and suddenly remembered her explanation that she and Ximen Chuuxue were old acquaintances...

He withdrew his eyes in a complicated mood, thinking that he might be happy in vain.