Lu Xiaofeng looks at the snow in the morning sun

?Wen Yangyang is afraid of the cold, even if her name is very warm, it can't change the fact that she is afraid of the cold.

There is only one time when she is not afraid of the cold, and that is when she is practicing sword.

Many people like to practice swords in the early morning, because the day's plan is in the morning, but Wen Yangyang is different. She likes to practice swords at night. At night, he would swing his sword in the dark, including the most basic sword moves, as well as those whimsical sword moves.

She never confines herself to a fixed circle.

The wind is very cold tonight, the snow is still falling, and the moon cannot be seen in the sky.

Wen Yangyang didn't hold a sword. What she held was an embroidered handkerchief. She regarded everything as a sword.

The embroidered handkerchief moves with the wind, and so does the soft sword, but compared to the soft sword, the embroidered handkerchief is lighter. The soft sword can hold the hilt, but she can only hold the embroidered handkerchief's foot.

However, Sword Breaking the Sky can make a sound, but Xiu Pa can't. There are two people with excellent martial arts living in her inn, and the sound will disturb their rest.As a qualified proprietress, she will not wake up the guests.

Ever since, when Ximen Chuuxue was about to rush back to his villa, he saw Wen Yangyang practicing sword moves with an embroidered handkerchief.The embroidered handkerchief is made of high-quality silk from the south of the Yangtze River, and it is the kind of fabric that can be blown far away by the wind. It has a little weight because of the simple patterns embroidered on it, but it is not as heavy as a sword. But it is very light, this kind of thing is not suitable for sword practice, even if this girl's sword is light, it is not suitable for practice with this kind of thing.

And Ximen Chuuxue can clearly see that Wen Yangyang's swordplay looks like a dance, but it is very fierce. If the embroidered handkerchief is replaced with a fist, it can produce the effect of punching to the flesh. This kind of swordsmanship , the sword pierces the heart!

After Wen Yangyang practiced the sword, he folded the frozen embroidered handkerchief and put it in his arms, and patted off the ice cubes formed by the sweat from his hands freezing at low temperature, only then did he realize that there were more people around him. one person.

This man is Ximen Chuuxue, the swordsman she admires the most.

Ximen Chuuxue said indifferently: "Women shouldn't use swords." Swords are used to kill people, not suitable for delicate women.

The corner of Wen Yangyang's mouth twitched, and he took out the embroidered handkerchief again, shaking it in front of Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, "This is not a sword." Then he burst out laughing with a "puchi", "Something as soft as an embroidered handkerchief It is not suitable for dealing with enemies, after all, the strength of a weapon also determines life and death, but it is more than enough for practicing martial arts."

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the embroidered handkerchief for a long time, and said, "A truly capable person uses his heart as his sword!" He was too constrained by the sword before, which may have caused him to encounter a bottleneck in his martial arts training.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yangyang smiled brighter, "Your heart is made of flesh, is it worth the iron guy?"

Ximen Chuuxue thought for a long time, until a thin layer of snow stopped on his body before he came back to his senses. Swordsmanship is his lifelong belief, but the role of the sword seems to be just to compete with others... Swordsmanship... Sword... Ximen Chuuxue Confused, is the sword important?

Wen Yangyang also watched Ximen Chuuxue for a long time, when he came back to his senses but still didn't seem to have figured it out, he tiptoed and patted him on the shoulder, "People like you who practice swords to the extreme will always Going to a dead end, um... let’s put it this way! When there is a sword, the sword is you, and when there is no sword, you are the sword, so it should be easier to understand!"

Ximen Chuuxue raised his head, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he said seriously, "Thank you."

He can't live without the sword, and the sword can't live without him!However, he was originally a sword, and every swordsman is a sword, isn't he?

Thinking of this, Ximen Chuuxue felt as if he had an epiphany, he immediately bid farewell to Wen Yangyang, I am afraid he will have to retreat for a while.

Looking at the back of Ximen Chuuxue leaving, Wen Yangyang muttered, "The relationship between the sword and the swordsman, only a top swordsman like Ximen Chuuxue will have this kind of conflict! When will I reach this level? No way. It's cold, I want to go back and take a hot bath!"

Wen Yangyang jumped up and down to the kitchen to boil water.

Ximen Chuuxue's retreat didn't take long, only a few days, but when he left the retreat, his whole temperament was completely different. Ximen Chuuxue no longer spent a long time staring at the sword, but everyone saw Ximen Chuuxue Every time, he would think of his sword.

The weapon in Ximen Chuuxue's hand is also different, it is no longer the sword, sometimes it is a plum blossom, sometimes it is a teacup, sometimes it is a hair band, sometimes it is a sword with his hand, but his real sword is still on his body all the time, The sword is inseparable from people, but it is no longer just the sword.

For a few days, Lu Xiaofeng still had some. He came to this small town because it was the only way to the city he was going to, but he met a lovely girl here, so he felt that the rush was not so urgent. Now, compared to those chivalrous girls, this girl is indeed a little ordinary, but she is warm with good wine, and her personality is also good, generous and careful, so Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but make friends with her.

Why just make friends?Lu Xiaofeng couldn't tell, maybe it was because this girl wasn't his type!Apart from the astonishment when he entered the inn, he didn't have any other feelings for Wen Yangyang. He liked her a little, but this liking wasn't about love, it was as if he had an extra gentle and considerate sister.

Lu Xiaofeng has a very clear understanding of feelings, after all he is also a veteran in the battlefield.

In a few days, the snow had stopped, but it was getting colder when the snow melted, so Wen Yangyang was also willing to help Lu Xiaofeng warm the wine. After all, the carbon was burning there all day long, and there were other things besides heating. Useful!Of course heating is the most important thing.

This day Lu Xiaofeng was drinking, it was ordinary rice wine, because there was only this kind of wine in the inn, but the temperature was just right, the rice wine was also made from good grain, and it tasted good enough to drink.

There are still no people in the inn these few days. Occasionally, one or two big men come to drink a few bowls of hot wine and order some lo-mei. Wen Yangyang is still keeping warm most of the time, but this kind of heating has already started from himself Instead of staying in the kitchen lighting the fire, they warmed the wine while listening to Lu Xiaofeng tell interesting stories about the scenery of various places.

"I heard that Baiyun City is warm like spring all year round, it must be very beautiful there!" Wen Yangyang muttered.

Lu Xiaofeng took a sip of wine and replied: "I have never been to Baiyun City, but the scenery of Baiyun City is absolutely amazing, it is the best place to see the sea. If you want to go, Yangyang, I will ask someone to look after the inn for you, and then Take you there to play."