Swipe the Sword to Fight the Clouds [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

In fact, Fuyue has always been very sensitive and thoughtful, she is actually very sensitive to changes in the emotions of others, at least for now, Fuyue is able to detect the difference between Wuhua and Ximen Chuuxue.

When there were only the three of them left in the inn, Fuyue sighed softly, finally set out a pot of tea, and invited Ximen Chuuxue and Wuhua to the table.The disciples of Wanhua Valley are well-read poems and books, and Fuyue was brought up as a lady of the family, so her tea art is very exquisite.

Even if there is only sweet well water in this inn, the tea is just an ordinary local tea, when Fuyue's wrist flicks, the tea is continuous, and the room is full of tea fragrance.

The three of them clearly had inextricable connections with each other, but when the three of them sat together safely, there was only silence left in the atmosphere.Fuyue pursed her lips, and pushed two cups of tea to Ximen Chuuxue and Wuhua respectively.From the pure white teacup, there is a light blue tea soup, and you will feel the soft orchid fragrance after taking a sip.

Ximen Chuuxue and Wuhua are extinct and do not talk to each other, Fuyue's eyes swept over the two of them, and finally said tentatively: "You two brothers..."

She didn't say what she said next, because Ximen Chuuxue had already put the sword in her hand on the table because of her words.The scabbard's scabbard knocked against the table, and Ximen Chuuxue seemed to be holding back something and said, "Where are there two of your elder brothers? Ting Feng is not here."

The man's cold voice somehow made Fuyue feel that he was being wronged. For a moment, Fuyue almost clearly felt that someone had rubbed her heart.

Of course Ximen Chuuxue felt aggrieved - Wuhua and Nangong Ling from Aunt Li's family had occupied his young sister for so many years, Ximen Chuuxue didn't think he was a generous person.Even though he had to worry about the years he missed before, he couldn't help others to get involved in the "brother" in his sister's mouth in the future.

Fuyue's focus was not on Ximen Chuuxue's forbearance, she just heard a familiar word - listening to the wind and blowing snow. "Tingfeng" is just an ordinary word in this world, and "Blowing Snow" is nothing special.But if the person who put Listening to the Wind and Snow together had not been familiar with the Wanhua Martial Arts, how could he have given the child such a name?

Fu Yue suddenly became certain that her feeling was not an illusion.That is the faint tie of the blood, dormant under the flesh.Her feeling is so clear, and the hint given to her by the other party is so obvious.Fuyue raised her hand to cover her chest, staring blankly at Ximen Chuuxue.

A sting flashed in Wuhua's eyes, but when Fuyue looked over, it turned into compassion and tolerance.The corner of his mouth turned into a gentle and appropriate arc, and the outstretched white fingers landed on Fuyue's arm, and then gently moved down until they clasped Fuyue's wrist.

However, Wu Hua's movements were without a trace of fireworks, as if he was a Buddha who was not stained with mortal dust.The cold Buddhist beads touched by the palm made Wuhua's calm eyebrows fluctuate slightly, but the fluctuation was still unclear.

Just before Ximen Chuuxue was about to draw his sword, Wuhua gently took Fuyue's hand, and brought her step by step in front of Ximen Chuuxue.

The Buddhist disciple patted Ximen Chuuxue's shoulder with his hand stained with sandalwood, and skillfully stopped his attempt to draw his sword.The corners of Wu Hua's lips were clearly raised, but there was no trace of a smile in her eyes.

Because he was facing Ximen Chuuxue and his back was facing Fuyue, so Fuyue couldn't see Wuhua's expression clearly at all.And Wuhua's voice was the same as before, even with a bit of sincere joy: "I missed the pearl more than ten years ago, and now I have found it. I still need to congratulate the benefactor."

Although she was already mentally prepared, Fu Yue was still stunned when she heard Wu Hua's words.When Wuhua took her hand and put her hand in Ximen Fuxue's palm, Fuyue realized what happened belatedly.

In the momentary blankness in her mind, Fuyue could only feel that Ximen Chuuxue's hand was very cold, the palm was wide, but the palm was so delicate that there was no callus left by sword practice.

Fuyue is not unfamiliar with such a delicate sense of touch.Because she grew up next to a peerless swordsman, she naturally understood that at their level, even a little callus on her fingers would affect the sense of touch to the sword.

Their lives hang on the sword, so it's not that they don't get calluses anymore by nature, but that they are removed with medicine after they get calluses, so the skin of their palms is so delicate.

It was a pain that burned off a layer of skin, and every time Fuyue dispensed medicine for Ye Gucheng, she felt so distressed that she wanted to shed tears.

Ximen Chuuxue only felt that his palm was soft, and those small hands were as soft as boneless. Its owner practiced martial arts every day, served medicinal materials, and twirled needles for medical consultation, so it was not out of the world.However, as if they were particularly favored, these hands are flawless, soft and like the finest warm jade, with a touch of pink in the whiteness, but it is better than the skin of many ladies who have been carefully cared for.

too small.

This turned out to be the only feeling Ximen Chuuxue felt when he held his little sister's hand for the first time - no, that wasn't the first time.She was a crying baby when he first held her.They were separated at birth, but reunited suddenly many years later.

"Goodness, goodness." When Ximen Chuuxue and Fuyue were relatively speechless, Wu Hua recited a Buddhist saying and lowered her eyes.

If possible, Wuhua would not give up her sister.Even if he knew that Ximen Chuuxue was Yu Luocha's son, and he was half related to his daughter.However, this half blood relationship is not enough for him to entrust his daughter with confidence, but now that the situation is not allowed, they have no choice but to make a bad move.

The reason why Wuhua exposed Ye Fuyue's identity in front of Ximen Chuuxue was because Shi Guanyin was a bit difficult to deal with.Although Wuhua and Nangongling have not been involved yet, but with that person's heart, if they know that Wuhua and Nangongling are Shi Guanyin's blood, then the two of them will inevitably be angered.

Shi Guanyin was afraid of that person's martial arts, Wuhua and Nangong Ling were naturally inferior as younger generations, but these two people were more unwilling to let their mother face danger alone, so they didn't plan to be alone.

The law of the jungle has always been the law of the jungle, and Wuhua and Nangongling have already prepared for this matter, and they have nothing to complain about.But Wuhua understands that his daughter is different.

——Nannan is so weak and petite, she broke into this arena recklessly.But even so, her world should always be peaceful.And Wu Hua also sincerely hopes that it is enough to have herself and A Ling guarding her in front of her for those filth and hardships.

But now, Wu Hua doesn't expect Ximen Chuuxue to be able to protect her daughter, he just reasserts another identity of his own girl, or at least wants to spread some doubts and misconceptions on Fu Yue's life experience—— Wu Hua He and Nangong Ling didn't expect that the world would be so impermanent. A few days ago, they publicized Fuyue's "life experience" everywhere. Today, instead of giving the younger sister shelter, they might cause her troubles.

It's just that it's too late to say anything now, in front of her daughter's safety, everything can be considered later.Therefore, even though she was unwilling in every possible way, Wu Hua finally handed over her sister to Ximen Chuuxue.

Now, the situation on Shi Guanyin's side is unclear, so Wuhua can only speed up his actions to separate Fuyue from her identity as "Nangong Ling's sister". People with half of Yue's blood were drawn into the game.

As for the person Shi Guanyin was facing, that person might not put Wanmei Villa in his eyes, but he was unwilling to provoke him.After all, no matter how covertly Yu Luocha did it back then, there would be no traces to be found.In the case of facing Shangshi Guanyin, that person should not choose to provoke Yu Luocha again.

Hundreds of thoughts swirled through her mind, but Wuhua finally just let out a soft sigh.The Buddha, dressed in white, gently encircled the little girl behind her, leaving her at the touch of nostalgia and helplessness.

The beautifully curved and firm chin lightly rubbed against Fuyue's fluffy head, Wuhua let out a deep breath, and when the coldness around Ximen Chuuxue spread, Wuhua turned around with a smile , leaving the silence of this room to the brother and sister who just met each other.

With the soft closing sound of the door, the coldness on Ximen Chuuxue's body finally dissipated.His focused eyes fell on Fuyue's face, and he did not leave for a long time.

Ximen Chuuxue's temperament has always been calm, if there is anything in the world that makes him stare at him so passionately, then probably only Fuyue and his sword are left.The sword is Ximen Chuuxue's obsession, and so is Fuyue.

At this moment, Ximen Chuuxue only felt that all of this was too beautiful and unreal, so he was unwilling to let go of Fuyue's hand, for fear that his hand would be empty and this beauty would disappear in an instant—that kind of mood was like five or six. When he was [-] years old, Ximen Chuuxue squatted under the peach tree planted by his mother every day, looking forward to the blossoming from stamens.

If this mood had a name, it should be called "Finally."

He finally found his little girl, after they had been separated for 14 years.There is no need to mention the entanglement and heartache during this period, and there is no need to talk about the resentment and liquidation of those people.Now, Ximen Chuuxue can no longer take care of that much.

The already reticent swordsman was full of annoyance at this moment, if he knew today, he should have learned from that stinky boy Tingfeng.Pursing her lips vigorously, as if unable to resolve the dryness of her lips, Ximen Chuuxue drank the cold tea in front of her in one gulp.

His tea-tasting and reading, playing chess and piano, painting and calligraphy were all taught by his mother himself, and then his mother suddenly disappeared, and Ximen Chuuxue also learned from the classics left by his mother, and he was born with restraint, although he never considered himself a gentleman, However, such an indecent "cow drink" has almost never been seen.

But at this moment, the bitter tea made Ximen Chuuxue's clogged throat feel much better. He closed his palms little by little, and then with a little force, he pulled the little girl who was staring at him in a daze into his arms. middle.

Fuyue was staggered by Ximen Chuuxue, but was firmly caught by someone.A piece of soft and cold cloth was pasted on her cheek, until she heard Ximen Chuuxue's heartbeat, Fuyue realized belatedly that she had fallen into a completely strange embrace.

The chest was a branding iron wrapped in velvet, and Fuyue was hugged by Ximen Chuuxue, and soon felt the warmth that was gradually passing over.Because of her stature, Fuyue was directly picked up by Ximen Chuuxue's waist, and then placed on her soap boots.

"Nannah."

The man buried his head in her shoulder, Fuyue didn't panic, and didn't even feel any discomfort.She just didn't know what to do, because — through the not-so-light spring shirt, she already felt a little wet on her shoulders.

Her elder brother, this swordsman who was as lonely and arrogant as Ah Cheng, actually... cried?

This cognition made Fuyue a little bit at a loss, she was not very clear about what she should do.But Ye Fuyue is a very intelligent woman. In her heart, she silently transformed this big brother she just met into her family's Acheng, and then... a little girl who is full of delusional thoughts is very inappropriate at such a provocative moment. Laughed out loud.

The little girl's soft laughter fluttered softly into Ximen Chuuxue's ear, and his hands that were originally around Fuyue loosened slightly.Not raising his head immediately, Ximen Chuuxue paused for a moment in this posture.

A moment later, when Ximen Chuuxue raised his head again, he had become the cold and arrogant swordsman he used to be.If it weren't for the redness in the corners of his eyes that really existed, it would almost make people think that the young man who buried his head in his younger sister's shoulder and cried secretly just now didn't exist at all.

——Speaking of which, Ximen Chuuxue is just a young man in his 20s.Even though he has climbed to such a height, he still cannot calmly face the joy of having his long-cherished wish fulfilled for many years.

Ximen Chuuxue is too young, so young that he can't completely control his emotions. Now he is full of his little sister, so he didn't realize that when he secretly wiped his tears, this room was already occupied by them. The door of the inn that came down was already opened, and Wu Hua, who was supposed to be sitting quietly under the eaves of the corridor, stood up at this moment without haste.

With a smile of unknown meaning on the corner of Wuhua's mouth, she performed a Buddha ceremony to the visitor.But he didn't make a sound, obviously he didn't want to disturb the two people in the room - he is the most compassionate monk, so why would he want to see Ximen Chuuxue face the embarrassing situation afterwards?

A group of people trekked here, and the person at the head had an indifferent face but did not appear embarrassed.This is a long sword that has been shining for several years. He has hidden all the sharpness in the scabbard, but there will be a day when it will be unsheathed.

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The author has something to say: I thought the last picture was the children of Shura Field, you are so naive~233333

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