[Lu Xiaofeng] Guide to Sword God Abduction Belt

In the afternoon, Wanmei Villa was eerily quiet, with light snow still falling in the sky, and plum blossoms that came just in time revealed their fragrance in the wind and snow.Today is the winter solstice, but there is a shadow on everyone's face in Wanmei Villa.Qingqing, there is a cold war with their owner.

This is almost impossible to happen in the impression of everyone in Wanmei Villa, but it did happen.Probably since returning to the villa the afternoon before, Qingqing didn't say a word, and when she saw Ximen Chuuxue, she turned her head away and didn't look at him.Qingqing's luggage has been packed. In the room, someone asked, where is she going?Ximen Chuuxue said coldly, "Go home"!

go home?What home!Isn't Wanmei Villa the home of Qingqing?The old butler was so angry that he sighed. It was the first time that the old man, who had never had any serious feelings towards the owner in his life, showed his face to the owner.Xiao Wu remained the same coldly, following behind Ximen Chuuxue hesitating to speak.

"Just say what you want to say." Ximen Chuuxue frowned tightly, and there was always irritability in Gujing Wubo's eyes.

Xiao Wu bowed his head and said nothing, he worshiped Ximen Chuuxue with all his heart, adhering to the usual principle of not saying a word.He usually seems to be at odds with Qingqing, but after getting along for three years, he also developed feelings.Now that Ximen Chuuxue wants to send her away, it is really uncomfortable.

Xiao Wu didn't say anything, and Ximen Chuuxue didn't ask.The brush fell and lifted on the flat and white rice paper, and I couldn't write a word for a long time.He took the sword and walked out of the room, letting the snowflakes fall on his shoulders.A set of swordsmanship was used like lightning, the sword wind swept away the plum blossoms in the courtyard, and the back faintly oozes bright red.

The sound of "Come on" suddenly came from the room very close to the courtyard, and the door was kicked open in the next second.A young man in white flew out with his sword in hand, meeting Ximen Chuuxue's sword.

There was a bang when the two swords collided, it was so loud and ear-piercing in this cold and silent snow field.Two white shadows fought in the air, one moved crazily and without any scruples, while the other gave way and only defended but not attacked.It's like this, it's absolutely clear whether a few tricks are up or down in the past.

Another stab with the sword, the fierce wind, Ximen Chuuxue lightly blocked it with his backhand.Qingqing flicked her sword on the snow, but she lost her strength.Ximen Chuuxue beautifully put the sword back into its sheath, and saw Qingqing's action film with a cold expression on his face, "Pick it up."

Qingqing didn't listen, and just sat down in the snow, completely ignoring whether her physical condition was suitable or not. "Don't pick it up."

Ximen Chuuxue's face became more and more ugly, there was no trace of blood on his pale face, and the white was almost transparent. "stand up."

Qingqing, "I'm sorry."

Sorry?Ximen Chuuxue is not interested in talking to her. Although he doesn't know much about it, he also knows that the woman Yuekui is most afraid of the cold when she comes. The little apprentice is afraid of the cold. How can he just sit in the snow after fighting him this time? ?He picked up the young apprentice's collar, put the sword into the sheath with a wave of his hand, and without saying a word, he carried Qingqing straight into his room.

Qingqing struggled twice but failed, and she didn't want to really toss her body to death. Who likes to sit in the snow when they have nothing to do?So Ximen Chuuxue carried it in.

Ximen Chuuxue's room is very warm, this is related to the geographical location, the north wind is not easy to blow in.After entering the room and closing the door, Qingqing was thrown onto the chair by Ximen Chuixue, and seeing Master Master's cold and ugly face, Qingqing couldn't hold back anymore.

The most important thing in Ximen Chuuxue's life is the sword. Even her apprentice and future wife Sun Xiuqing probably can't compare with the sword in his heart. This self-knowledge is still there.She seemed to have thrown the sword away in a fit of anger just now—Qingqing felt a little guilty.In the final analysis, she was just acting out of a moment of anger. Whenever Ximen Chuuxue got angry, she became a paper tiger and couldn't stand Master's words.

The two masters and apprentices looked at each other for a long time, but in the end Qingqing still couldn't resist Ximen Chuuxue, and the wicked would sue first as soon as she rolled her eyes. "Master, you don't like me that much, you want to send me away!"

Ximen Chuuxue remained silent, staring at her with a pair of dark eyes, which made Qingqing feel guilty.But still bravely jumped up and stood in front of Ximen Chuuxue, looked up at him, "Master, tell me, why don't you like me, why do you have to let me follow someone I don't know to that shabby Mo's house?" The basic meaning of this sentence has not changed from the previous sentence, but the tone is more sour and resentful.What was originally a little fearful and guilty has now become a complaint.

Ximen Chuuxue sat down, lessened his sternness, and poured a glass of water in a seemingly calm manner, "I never said that I would send you away."

Qingqing followed, and the posture of standing and sitting allowed the two of them to talk at eye level, which invisibly relieved Ximen Chuuxue's pressure on Qingqing. "Not yet, yesterday you heard those two old men say that I should be a descendant of that dead Mo Lingfeng, and you planned to let them take me away. If I didn't say that my stomach hurts, I might be on my way now!"

Qingqing was very angry when she mentioned this, and she was surprised that Mo Pu's grabbing the jade medal yesterday did not become Qingqing's way of meeting the Mo family's internal strength.After careful questioning, it turned out that only the direct line of the Mo family would feed a kind of herbal medicine to the wife when she was pregnant, and when the child was born, guided by the internal force, it would produce innate internal force.Only the Mo family can practice the kung fu on the jade plaque.In this way, the fact that Qingqing is from the Mo family is beyond doubt.

But Mo Pu didn't know, how could Qingqing and Ximen Chuuxue not know?She clearly followed Ximen Chuuxue back after Wang Xinhua's death three years ago, so why did she suddenly become a daughter of the Mo family.Ask again, except for the eldest son Mo Lingfeng who fell off the cliff in the past 20 years, there has been no other possibly unidentified members of the Mo family.So Mo Ling and Mo Pu preliminarily identified Qingqing as Mo Lingfeng's daughter, and asked her to go back to the Mojia Valley with them to meet the current ruler, Mo Lingjue, who was also Mo Lingfeng's younger brother.

Where would Qingqing agree?She cast her hopeful eyes on Ximen Chuuxue, but this time Ximen Chuuxue agreed without hesitation.Surprised and aggrieved, Qingqing could only presume that she had a stomach ache and delayed her departure for a few days.

Back to the present, Qingqing glared at Ximen Chuixue, her tone full of grievance and anger.This was the first time in three years that she directly challenged Master's majesty, but it might also be the last time.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at such Qingqing, with an unclear light flashing in his eyes, and said, "The previous patriarch of the Mo family was kind enough to teach me and solve my doubts. If you are Mo Lingfeng's daughter, go back and see him is essential."

Qingqing was taken aback, and became more and more aggrieved, "Just because of that kindness of resolving doubts, you are going to sell your apprentice?"

Ximen Chuuxue's tone remained unchanged, "I never said that."

Qingqing, "But that's what you mean!"

Ximen Chuuxue looked at her, "You don't want to go?" He asked this question with a clear answer so seriously that Qingqing almost cried.

"Nonsense! Of course I don't want to. I just want to stay in Wanmei Villa, Master, you..." Qingqing firmly expressed her determination, but her words froze in the next second.Ximen Chuuxue actually laughed!

It's not a hearty laugh, but the corners of the mouth slightly raised, the eyebrows softened, and the corners of the eyes blended.In Qingqing's eyes, it was as if the ice and snow melted, and the spring blossomed in an instant, and even her heartbeat unconsciously missed a beat.For some unknown reason, Qingqing's face was blushing, and she couldn't utter a word when she opened her mouth.A pair of affectionate eyes widened and foolishly looked at Ximen Chuuxue's lips, under a layer of mist, there was an indescribable obsession and sluggishness. "Master... laughed?" She must be dreaming!

"Huh?" Ximen Chuuxue held back his smile, and replied with the usual iceberg face.Qingqing scratched the wall in her heart, it's too shameful to be a pretty boy!Master is a black-bellied bad silver!Draw a circle to curse...

Ximen Chuixue said, "Do you remember what I said yesterday."

Qingqing recalled it for a while, and couldn't get back the momentum she had at the beginning. She said weakly, "What else? Doesn't it mean that I will go to Mo's house with those two old men to meet my relatives."

Ximen Chuuxue asked again, "Did I tell you the time?"

Qingqing was taken aback, what time?Ximen Chuuxue took a sip of tea, it was cold, he frowned and put it down, "You still don't understand?"

Qingqing scratched her head, unable to understand it, and almost knelt down, "What do you understand!"

Ximen Chuuxue rarely explained, "Since you are my disciple, how can you stay in that remote place for a long time."

Having said that, and then linking with the previous time remarks, Qingqing realized it in an instant.The master in this Jianghu is second only to his father, Qingqing worshiped Ximen Chuuxue as his teacher to learn swordsmanship, so naturally he had to stay at Wanmei Villa.The reason why Mo's family went was because Ximen Chuuxue had owed him money, but Qingqing could decide for herself when she went and came back.Ximen Chuuxue didn't ask her to live there all the time, did he?

The troubles were swept away immediately, Qingqing jumped up and threw herself on Ximen Chuuxue, and said happily, "Master is the best!"

most?Ximen Chuuxue felt a little helpless, the little girl's mood was in a hurry, coming and going quickly.It was really difficult for her to persist in the cold war without speaking for two days.Bluntly pushed Qingqing away, after one matter was settled, another matter had to be resolved.

Following Ximen Chuuxue's gaze, Qingqing saw the sword on the table that she had brought along from Wang Xinhua three years ago, why didn't she understand what Ximen Chuuxue was going to say?Money and other things can be discarded, but the sword and sincerity cannot be discarded. This time, she has indeed violated Ximen Chuuxue's taboo.

Holding the sword in her hand, Qingqing tugged the corner of Ximen Chuuxue's clothes flatteringly and shook it, her charming smile took advantage of her pretty face, and the depression of the two days was swept away. "Hey, master, I promise I didn't throw the sword just now. I just lost my strength and my hand slipped. Isn't this a special situation!"

Master's heart is still very soft for refusing to admit it and avoid punishment.This is the principle that Qingqing has always insisted on, and it has never failed to deal with Ximen Chuuxue.

Probably looking at her pitifully, Ximen Chuuxue let Qingqing go easily with just one sentence and no next time.After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "Why did you come out just now?" This refers to Qingqing's behavior of jumping out when he danced the sword.

Qingqing closed her smile, her eyes dodged and she didn't dare to answer, and after a long while she stared at Ximen Chuuxue and said, "I'm too angry, I don't have enough brains, and my master went to practice swords again before he recovered, I was so angry Just... rushed out."

Ximen Chuuxue's face darkened, "You are very angry, why did you just sit in the snow when it was your turn!"

Qingqing pouted and looked at Ximen Chuuxue, the master and apprentice who wanted to die refused to give in to each other.After a while, Qingqing smiled and said, "Master, I was wrong, Master, I will give you medicine!"

Ximen Chuuxue said indifferently, "As you like, there will be no next time."

The author has something to say: How did you write this piece on Phuket Island? It seems that the sword god can officially announce its collapse o(╯□╰)o these two emotional dramas will enter Lu Xiaofeng's plot in about 2333 chapters.It is expected to be a long story [-]