[Comprehensive] Flying Knife and Sword

The guide they invited was a young man named Aza.

According to Aza himself, their family has lived in this small town for generations. He grew up with his father in the desert, so although he is young, he definitely has a lot of experience, so let them just rest assured.

Ye Zhanyan was a little hesitant at first, but it was already winter, and there were very few guides who were willing to take them into the Sea of ​​Bones. tie.

Aza talked a lot, and he especially liked to chat with Ximen Chuuxue, even if he said a hundred sentences, he might not get Ximen Chuuxue back to him, and he never tired of it.

But thanks to his presence, the journey into the Sea of ​​Bones was not too boring.

Ye Zhanyan also asked him if a man with a rusty iron sword went into the desert in the past six months. Aza scratched his face and thought for a long time, "...I don't have any impression."

"Forget it." She rubbed her eyes, and she has come here, and she will never give up and keep looking because of a word from the guide.

"But there are indeed very powerful swordsmen." Aza suddenly slapped his head and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Zhanyan looked over.

"It was about four months ago. A businessman from the south of the Yangtze River asked me to be his guide." He said, "The place he is going to is really far away. I would never take him with me if I hadn't given him a lot of money. Go, that area is full of rogues, and he was carrying so many valuable goods, and he was robbed in the end."

"And then?" Ye Zhanyan asked eagerly.

Aza spread his hands and said, "Then we were saved by a very powerful swordsman."

"What...what does he look like?" Although he didn't have much hope, Ye Zhanyan continued to ask.

"I don't know." Aza shook his head, "I didn't even have time to see what he looked like, so he took care of those people and left."

Ye Zhanyan knows how difficult it is for the rogues in the desert to provoke Ye Zhanyan.

These people are familiar with the terrain, know when the sandstorm will come, and are more accustomed to such an environment. Even if their martial arts are not very good, when there are many people, they will be very troublesome.

So according to Aza's description, a swordsman who can deal with a group of rogues in such a short period of time can indeed be called "very powerful".

However, there are so many people who use swords in the world, it is not surprising that there are a few powerful ones in the desert.

Thinking of this, she sighed again, and raised her hand to poke the fire that had ignited in front of her with a dead branch.

The firelight shone on her side face, her eyelashes fluttered, and cast a small shadow under her eyes. I don't know if it was because of being too close, but Ximen Chuuxue felt that he could even clearly count the small gaps in the shadow.

He stared at her for a long time before looking away.

Ye Zhanyan was immersed in the past and didn't pay attention, but Aza, who was sitting opposite them, saw it clearly, and when he looked at Ximen Chuixue, his eyes were a little playful.

After Ye Zhanyan fell asleep leaning on the boulder behind her as usual, Aza came over directly, blinked and asked him softly, "Do you like her?"

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at him noncommittally, but remained silent.

The fire that had been burning for half the night was still crackling, and the biting cold wind whizzed in from afar, stirring up waves of dust.

Aza got used to it as he grew up rolling here since he was a child, and he is still energetic at the moment, but seeing Ximen Chuuxue's unaffected appearance, he was a little curious, "Aren't you cold?"

He thought that Ximen Chuuxue would still ignore him, but he was startled when he heard this sentence, and then he stood up and took off his fur.

Aza was dumbfounded: "Are you crazy?! Do you want to freeze to death?!"

They bought that fur together in the town after listening to Aza's suggestion before they entered the Sea of ​​Bones.

Of course, Ximen Chuuxue is not completely unafraid of the cold, he just feels that this level of cold is still within his tolerance range, and just now when he heard Aza asking himself if he was cold, Ye Zhanyan's snowy day suddenly appeared in his mind. The scene of rushing into the gate of Wanmei Villa.

He remembered that she grew up in the South China Sea, so she should be very unaccustomed to this kind of weather.

So he covered her with his fur.

Aza was speechless for a while, and after a while, he curled his lips and said, "You still don't admit that you like her."

"No."

"Nothing?" It was rare for him to reply, and Aza was also taken aback, but after he finished speaking, he realized, "Oh, you mean you didn't deny it? But you didn't, you just like it Fa, when can I make her like you?"

Ximen Chuuxue felt that the guide was noisier than the flock of crows they met during the day, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, and added a few dead branches to the fire.

He was so indifferent, but Aza kept muttering in a low voice that no good-looking girl like you would like it.

Ximen Chuuxue was so annoyed that he just closed his eyes and regained his composure.After a while, his ears finally regained their tranquility.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that the noisy guide had fallen asleep on the sand, probably because of the cold, every time this guy moved, he was subconsciously leaning towards the fire, and was finally ignited by the splashing sparks The hair is unaware.

Ximen Chuuxue originally wanted to wake him up, but just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him.

No, someone!

He stood up almost instantly and looked behind him.

The desert under the moonlight stretches as far as the eye can see, it is empty, and not even a ghost can be seen.

But Ximen Chuuxue didn't feel that it was his own illusion just now, what was wrong was not the strong wind, but the murderous aura hidden in the wind.

Even though it has faded to almost nothing, it is still murderous.

He clenched the sword in his hand, and his breathing eased a lot. His eyes swept around, listening to the changes in the wind in his ears, he dared not relax his vigilance.

"Wow……!"

Azha, whose hair was burned suddenly, exclaimed suddenly, and rolled on the sand several times before stopping, finally stopped the fire, raised his head to see Ximen Chuuxue who was still standing there holding his sword, and was about to ask What happened to him, he felt his eyes darkened and passed out.

And Ximen Chuuxue also turned around at this time!

The long sword in his hand has been unsheathed, and the cold light flickering on the tip of the blade is as cold as his eyes. Between lightning and flint, the sword has stabbed towards the phantom behind Aza.

Ximen Chuuxue has been practicing swordsmanship for nine years since he was seven years old. He has won the first disciple of Wudang, and he was also instructed to be the best swordsman in the world. Later, he even defeated Palace Master Yihua.

But neither Yan Nantian nor Yaoyue had ever given him such a sense of oppression.

At the moment when the sword stabbed out, he already knew that he had stabbed empty, and he also understood why he didn't see anything when he turned around before.

Fast, too fast!

It's not as fast as a human being should be.

The two clearly never even had a real confrontation, but Ximen Chuuxue has already guessed the identity of this pretender, because he knows that no one else in this world has such high kung fu.

So instead of wasting any more time, he spoke directly and asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing here?"

After a while, a voice with a smile actually replied: "I heard that Ye Kai's precious daughter is coming outside the customs, so I naturally want to come and see."

This voice sounded ethereal as if it was far away in the sky, but in fact it transmitted every word clearly to Ximen Chuuxue's ears.

He turned around expressionlessly, and strode towards Ye Zhanyan.

"It's you, what are you doing here?" The man paused, and the next moment, the voice came directly behind his ear, "Help her find Yan Nantian?"

Ximen Chuuxue stopped in his tracks, without the slightest wave in his eyes, and without hesitation, he made a backhand with a sword!

This sword was extremely fast, but it still pierced through the air.

In fact, that person not only avoids it lightly, but also Yu Yu smiled, and finally stood still in front of him as if floating, and said softly: "I have grown a lot."

Ximen Chuuxue's expression remained unchanged, his eyes swept across the iron mask this man was wearing, and he said after a while: "It has nothing to do with you."

Hearing what he said, the man actually smiled even more happily.

When the two of them stood facing each other, Ye Zhanyan had already woken up, but she only heard Ximen Chuuxue's indifferent words that it had nothing to do with you, and thought he was talking to Aza, but she was stunned when she raised her eyes.

There was still the smell of something burning in the air, she frowned, and just about to get up, she saw the person whose back was facing her suddenly turned around and flew towards her with lightning speed. Come here, in less than half a breath, you are already close at hand!

Ye Zhanyan never thought that there would be a day when she felt that a person's lightness kung fu was unbelievably high, but the unbelievable was unbelievable. Such a strange body technique actually made people shudder more.

Leaning against the stone, she could see the hideous iron mask on his face just by raising her eyes.

The bleak moonlight made this mask even more frightening, but the moment Ye Zhanyan met the man's eyes, Ye Zhanyan suddenly became less nervous.

Because she already knew that being nervous was useless.

This person's kung fu surpassed hers too much, maybe she might not be able to hurt a finger of him with Xiao Li Fei Dao, so it's better to relax.

After all, if he wanted to attack him, he probably wouldn't even have the chance to open his eyes to see him.

With such skill, there is no other choice as to who this person is.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhanyan simply raised the corners of his lips and laughed: "I don't know why Master Yu is here?"

As expected, the man paused and laughed too. While laughing, he looked at her carefully, and then said: "Ye Kai is quite good at raising daughters."

Ye Zhanyan was not sensitive to this compliment, and couldn't help thinking that you are not good at raising a son.

She consciously restrained her expression quite well, but she didn't think that the next moment, Yu Luocha continued: "Are you trying to say that I don't know how to raise a son?"

Ye Zhanyan: "..."

Master, did you come here at night just to say this?Rakshasa is too busy, right?

When he was talking, Ximen Chuuxue had already put away his sword and walked over. It was only at this time that Ye Zhanyan noticed that he had taken off his fur to cover himself, and his mood was extremely complicated.

She is not a fool. She is very clear about Ximen Chuuxue's care for her these days. It would be a lie to say that she is not moved, but it also makes her subconsciously unwilling to think about it.

"Are you okay?" Ximen Chuuxue asked.

Ye Zhanyan shook his head, and heard Yu Luocha suddenly yelled again. Just as he was about to look up, he saw Ximen Chuixue continue to say to himself expressionlessly: "Don't pay attention to him."

……what?

Although she didn't want to talk about it, Ximen Chuuxue, you really have the guts to say such disrespectful words in front of Yu Luocha? !

The author has something to say: Yu Luocha: Daughter-in-law is cuter than son [not

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Ah, I almost forgot that 11.1 is on Tuesday, and I have to help my tutor to substitute for the class on Tuesday night _(:з」∠)_ so I have to change early.

I love you all.