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

At the beginning of June in Jiangnan, it was a bit hotter than when Fuyue left.The air seemed to be filled with the fragrance of lotus, when Fuyue got off the carriage, she saw a light blue figure.

"Brother Nangong!" Fuyue opened the curtain, and when she saw Nangong Ling, she waved her little fat claw.

Nangong Ling smiled heartily at her, took a step forward, picked up the little girl who was about to jump down, and only after half a turn did she put Fuyue down.

Before Fuyue opened her mouth to say anything, she suddenly saw something moving at Nangong Ling's cuff.Fuyue turned her head to take a closer look, and Nangong Ling also raised her sleeves to let her look at her.

"Zhizhi~" A small cry came, and the cuffs of Nangong Ling's green shirt seemed to be a little bigger.Fu Yue stretched out her palm subconsciously, and then felt her palm sink.She was slightly surprised by the fluffy touch, and the next moment, she saw a little brown squirrel lying on her palm, rubbing her chubby cheek against her finger.

It was a brown squirrel, but the fluffy tail seemed to be a bit bigger than normal squirrels.Although this squirrel is not big in size, it is very round, with big watery eyes with a sense of innocence. It lies on the palm of Fuyue, looking up at Fuyue with its small head.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Ling couldn't help laughing out loud.After stroking the young girl's soft hair, Nangong Ling smiled and said: "It is said that things are like masters. This fat squirrel has not been raised yet, so it looks like her."

Speaking of which, this squirrel was caught by Nangong Ling in the mountains.At that time, I just saw it was round and cute, and thought that maybe my daughter would also like this kind of small animal, so I was moved.Besides, this squirrel is so stupid that it can jump from a tree and fall because it miscalculated the distance.

Looking at Coke, Nangong Ling used lightness kung fu to catch the one that fell from the tree, avoiding the tragedy of it falling into meatloaf.Then seeing that the squirrel was pretty cute, with big eyes similar to his own daughter, Nangong Ling thought about asking the people below to clean up the squirrel, and then use it to please his little sister.

"Hey? Is it really similar to me?" The little girl became happy when she heard Nangong Ling's words. She lifted the squirrel in her palm up to the same height as her cheek, and the little squirrel and Fuyue turned their heads to look at Nangong. The spirit, the subtle movements are synchronized with some gods.

"Pfft..." Lu Xiaofeng watched the whole process, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud. He also came over, walked around Fuyue and the little squirrel in her palm, and said with a smile: "It's similar, but Fuyue girl is not as fat as it."

Hearing Lu Xiaofeng say "fat", he always relied on his beautiful and exquisite bones, so Fuyue, who secretly grew flesh, touched his face uncomfortably.However, the little squirrel, who had been obediently lying on her palm all this time, stopped doing it, and immediately let out a "squeak", its body like a small cannonball jumped out of Fuyue's palm, and landed on Lu Xiaofeng's shoulder in a flash.

Lu Xiaofeng thought it was just to play with him, so he didn't dodge at all.Unexpectedly, the little squirrel started to attack him as soon as it jumped on his shoulder, stretching out its little paws and scratching Lu Xiaofeng's neatly combed hair into a hornet's nest.

Before giving the squirrel to Fuyue, Nangong Ling specially asked someone to trim its nails, but even so, Lu Xiaofeng's hair was still not spared.He couldn't hurt Sister Fuyue's little pet, and he had to free his hair from the squirrel's cock, it was really hard work.

Wuhua glanced at Nangong Ling silently approvingly, the two brothers exchanged glances, and then heard Nangong Ling laughing and said: "Ninny, give it a name, at least it will be your pet in the future."

Fuyue was amused by Lu Xiaofeng's embarrassment at the moment, when she heard her elder brother saying that she wanted to name the little squirrel, she subconsciously said, "Fatty?"

"squeak!!!"

The little squirrel who was still making trouble on Lu Xiaofeng's head seemed to have foreseen the fate of being called "Flesh", as if to prove that he was still light, it immediately stopped the movement of its paws, and jumped back to Fuyue in two or three steps palm.

Feeling the little squirrel's dissatisfaction with the name, Fuyue glanced at Ye Gucheng as if asking for help.

Ye Gucheng raised his eyebrows, stared coldly at the little squirrel in Fuyue's palm, and whispered two words, "Fatty."

"Squeak, squeak!!!" In an instant, the little squirrel's fur was about to explode, and its tail, which was already bigger than its body, suddenly became even bigger. It shook its head desperately, as big as Fuyue. His eyes seemed to be clouded with mist in an instant, but he didn't dare to make a mistake after all, he didn't treat Ye Gucheng like he just scratched Lu Xiaofeng's hair.

Fat or something, the most annoying!A hundred pine nuts can't make up for the trauma of the soul...at least two hundred will do~

The little squirrel almost drooped its tail. In the end, it could only look up at its little master expectantly. It only hoped that the little squirrel could have a tacit understanding with it and veto this terrible man's suggestion.

Realizing that Acheng was playing tricks, Fuyue pouted at him, thought for a while, and finally couldn't help but leaned over and stood on tiptoe and whispered in Ye Gucheng's ear, "Acheng, am I right?" A little fat?"

Ye Gucheng just wanted to bully the little guy who occupied Fuyue's palm, but he didn't expect Fuyue to think so.

He pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to hold the little girl's waist, the man's hands could easily wrap around the little girl's waist, a little soft flesh rubbed against Ye Gucheng's palm, it took him a lot of effort to restrain himself The desire to knead|knead.

"Thinner." Holding Fuyue's waist, Ye Gucheng hugged her whole body and weighed her, solemnly drawing this conclusion.

Feeling that the atmosphere between the two of them was too charming, Wuhua narrowed her eyes slightly, and then, like a little squirrel wanting to see clearly the palm of Fuyue, she wrapped her arms around Fuyue's wrist in an incomparably natural way, letting her Get closer to yourself, and take advantage of the trend to stay away from Ye Gucheng.

The Buddha with a dusty temperament looked down at the ball in Fuyue's palm, and said with a light smile, "Why don't you call it Yuanyuan?"

Little Squirrel: ... have you eaten your pine nuts?

The little squirrel, who was ridiculed by everyone for its stature, had a look of lovelessness on its face. It lay on its back in Fuyue's palm with a "boom", already being hit so hard that it wanted to pretend to be dead.

Even Ximen Chuuxue, who was at the side, came over, his tall figure directly blocked Ye Gucheng's view of Fuyue.He bent down and poked the soft belly of the squirrel in Fuyue's palm, and finally uttered three words: "Fat Tuo Tuo."

Fat Tuo Tuo your sister! ! !Don't bring such a bully! ! !

These three words of Ximen Chuuxue became the last straw that crushed the fragile nerves of the little squirrel. It jumped up again, raised its head and glanced at Ximen Chuuxue fiercely, and then felt the other party's Ling Ran sword After getting angry... I was decisively discouraged.

"Don't bully it." Hua Manlou, who had been watching the crowd, finally couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling. He walked to Fuyue's side and held out his palm.

A man like Huamanlou always seems to have an inexplicable affinity, which is the tenderness cultivated in the grass and trees for many years-he treats every plant and tree with tenderness, let alone the living beings. What about people?

The little squirrel felt a burst of warmth, although he liked the little master very much, but just now the little master watched their group of bad guys bullying it... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Jumping decisively into Huamanlou's palm, the little squirrel swept Huamanlou's palm with its big fluffy tail, bringing a rustling itch.Rubbing Huamanlou's wrist with his small head, the little squirrel happily accepted Huamanlou's feeding - it was a walnut taken out of the carriage, which had been squeezed open by Huamanlou, and the little squirrel could eat it very quickly. Easily eat the walnut meat inside.

Stretching out his hand to smooth the hair on the little squirrel's big tail, Hua Manlou heard it finished eating the walnuts, and then said softly: "Compared to fat, round and fat, isn't it better to be fleshy?"

The little squirrel that was fed: Male God, you are right in everything you say.

"Squeak." When his mouth was stuffed with that walnut, the little squirrel called softly, expressing his agreement with Huamanlou's words.

Hua Manlou laughed, handed the little squirrel back to Fuyue, and said with a light smile, "It agreed to be called Rourou."

So, is the best way to make the other party accept your name, is to name a few more ugly names?After being deeply defeated by the tacit understanding and wisdom of Ah Cheng and his brothers, Fuyue glanced at Huamanlou again in shock.

——Why did she feel that this gentle and jade-like Mr. Pianpian was actually black when he cut it open?

Inexplicably, it reminds me of Pei Yuan, my elder brother from Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, who has studied medicine for several years. Grandpa Yao Wang sometimes asks elder brother Pei Yuan to teach Fuyue, so Fuyue shivered, and suddenly remembered that he was crushed by the elder brother in his dream. The fear of copying Qianjinfang.

Master Hua's birthday is in mid-June, and there are still seven or eight days left before today.Fortunately, Baiyun City and Wanmei Villa have other courtyards in the south of the Yangtze River, and Wuhua also greeted the ancient temples in the south of the Yangtze River early, and will explain Buddhism to the disciples in the ancient temples in the past few days.So everyone didn't need to be entertained by the Hua family, they found their own places, and soon parted ways.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't want his younger sister to follow Ye Gucheng, but no matter how unwilling he was, he still had to spend a day to match his sword with a scabbard.He and Ye Gucheng stared at each other silently for a while, Ximen Chuuxue didn't say much, turned around and walked in the opposite direction of Zhihetang.

There is nothing to worry about, Ye Gucheng has raised her for 14 years, he can treat her very well, so you have to trust this confidant.

Ximen Chuuxue comforted himself in his heart, but couldn't help but judge others by himself.He asked himself calmly, would there be a day in the future when he would give up pursuing the Supreme Sword Dao for the sake of his wife and children at home?

The answer was no, Ximen Chuuxue knew he wouldn't.Not everyone's feelings will deepen with the passage of time, but at least Ximen Chuuxue will.His sword has accompanied him for more than 20 winters and summers, just like he has missed his younger sister for more than ten springs and autumns.These are all feelings accumulated over time, and they will become stronger with time.

Therefore, even if one day he meets a person and has flesh and blood with that person, it will not be a reason for him to give up the way of swordsmanship.This may be unfair to that person, but Ximen Chuuxue is Ximen Chuuxue, Ximen Chuuxue who will not stay for anyone, let alone change.

So if he judges others by himself, will Ye Gucheng give up anything for his daughter?

Although I have seen Ye Gucheng's sword and know that his sword technique is not the same as my own to kill people, and his way of sword is not a way of severing love, but who can say clearly what will happen in the future? Woolen cloth?Regarding his sister, Ximen Chuuxue had to be cautious.

For now, we can only wait and see.

With a heart full of worries, Ximen Chuuxue pursed her lips, and walked firmly to the outside of Zhihe Hall.Before that, he had already informed Uncle Ning that in the Jiangnan courtyard of Wanmei Villa, Uncle Ning had summoned skilled craftsmen to make another scabbard for Ximen Chuuxue.

Knowing that the owner had already met the young lady, Uncle Ning sighed, and finally took a pen to report all this to the leader.

In Zhihe Hall, there were also people writing long letters with pens.There was a faint fragrance of ink in the air, and the man in Taoist robe rolled up his cuffs, revealing his raised wrist bones.Pressing the ink stick with his fingers, he applied force at a steady pace, and quickly developed even ink.

How many people in this world can allow City Lord Baiyun to study ink himself?If Lu Xiaofeng saw this scene, his jaw would drop from shock.

But for Fu Yue, such a thing is just common.While flipping through the medical records that she had been sorting out these days, she pondered over her words and summed up what she had learned.Now that Ah Cheng is here, he uses falcons to send messages to Baiyun City every day.

Falcons, which are much bigger than pigeons, can carry heavier letters, so Fuyue decisively included private goods in Ye Gucheng's official documents, and put her own letters and thoughts to Grandpa Song in Ye Gucheng's approval documents, together Send it back to Baiyun City.

According to the usual practice, apart from sharing her experience in the letter, Fuyue would also chat with Grandpa Song, talking about what she has seen and heard in the past few days, which can be regarded as a repayment of peace to Grandpa Song.Therefore, at the end of this letter, Fuyue wrote that he was going to the Hua family for a banquet soon. The master of the Hua family seemed to be in a bad health, but the Hua family had already invited the genius doctor Song Wencao, so she couldn't do it for her.

Fu Yue had just dried the ink marks on the written letter, and before she had time to put it in the envelope, someone knocked on the door of Zhihe Hall suddenly. Throw them all out.

"Is there anyone? Is there a doctor? Help our young master!"

A big man's voice came from outside the door, Fuyue was startled and got up quickly to open the door.

The author has something to say: Rourou: Fatty your sister, Ximen Juju, enough is enough for you!

Ximen Juju: My sister is not fat.

Also, the "Cultivated Wrong Textbook" has been launched, and the city lord, you should make a good summary and reflection.

Meng Qingyou threw a mine

Si Han threw a landmine

Thanks girls for mine, love you moe, refill.

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