The green tea heroine and the villain who practices ruthlessness

Xue Ning couldn't see it, but he could feel a murderous aura coming towards his face, cutting people like a blade.

Apart from the Jianghu people who licked the blood with their swords, the only ones who could develop such murderous intent were soldiers who were born in the army and had been among the dead.

The sword guards of the Xiuwen Academy and the soldiers of the Feng family are both organizations modeled after the armies of the mortal world.

Xue Ning has been working in Xiuwen Academy since he was fourteen years old. He has climbed from ordinary sword guard to guard captain in three years. He has killed countless demons under his men. The murderous aura in his body is so heavy that he does not look like a serious disciple of the immortal sect, but with Compared with seniors like Mr. Feng who have experienced several battles between good and evil, he is still a bit immature.

As soon as they met, he was overwhelmed by Fourth Master Feng's momentum and couldn't help but feel slightly suffocated.

After a while, he got off the couch and landed silently.

"Okay, please, Fourth Master Feng."

Fourth Master Feng was a little surprised and said calmly: "You do have some courage. No wonder you are so bold as to bully my daughter."

Xue Ning remained silent and followed Fourth Master Feng outside.

After walking for a while, Fourth Master Feng noticed that he was walking strangely, and after taking a closer look at his eyes, he realized that this boy was actually blind.

The two walked to the open space in the courtyard, and Fourth Master Feng said: "I heard that your inner elixir is broken and your physical strength is completely useless. I don't bully the small with the big, so I won't use my spiritual power or my true energy, so I will beat you with my left hand." "

"Come on, I will give you three tricks."

Xue Ning clenched a fist with his left hand, placed his right palm lightly on his left fist, raised his hands in a warrior salute, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Then I'll invite you first."

He was not polite to Fourth Master Feng because he knew that he was no match for Fourth Master Feng, and Fourth Master Feng was bound to deal with him today.

Xue Ning made a hand gesture, then suddenly made a move, with a soft force sticking to his arm, like a flower blowing through a willow, hitting Fourth Master Feng's face.

Fourth Master Feng did not dodge, but raised his fist to block. After three moves, he removed Xue Ning's right arm with a clatter.

After three more moves, Xue Ning's left arm was removed.

The two little Taoist boys who were looking after Xue Ning were so frightened that they turned pale when they saw this brutal attack.

The older Taoist boy was relatively calm and quickly said quietly to his junior brother: "Hurry up and report to the young master. If you are later, someone may die."

The little Taoist boy's head was nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, and he rushed out of the yard.

Xue Ning's two arms were dislocated and hung limply by his side.

Unable to move his hands, he could only fight Fourth Master Feng with his legs.

He knew that Fourth Master Feng had a high level of cultivation and was also a martial artist with profound martial arts. If he did not go all out, the anger in Fourth Master Feng's heart would definitely be difficult to eliminate.

Therefore, he struggled with his injuries, which were not healed yet, and the flesh was bruised. The wind in his legs was sharp, and the cold sweat quickly soaked his clothes, flowed down his forehead, seeped into the corners of his eyes, and stung his eyes.

Fourth Master Feng saw that Xue Ning's footwork was light and charming, and his legs were both strong and soft. Even though he was very displeased with him, he couldn't help but praise him: "What a handsome leg!"

Xue Ning spun around and landed on the ground, gasping softly: "Thank you, Fourth Master Feng, for your compliment."

When Fourth Master Feng saw him dodging his fists and kicks one after another, his eyes sharpened suddenly, and he casually pulled out a slender branch from the willow tree next to him.

He sneered and said, "You are so good at running, I won't play bare-handed with you anymore."

After saying this, he flicked his luck, and the willow branch struck Xue Ning like a whip.

Fourth Master Feng's whipping technique is so fierce that he hits wherever he points with such accuracy that one can almost say "the whip is perfect".

Xue Ning was helpless, hiding in an awkward manner, and his clothes were quickly ripped into tatters.

When Han Lingguang and Ping Fengyu arrived, Xue Ning was covered in blood, as if he had been tortured.

Han Lingguang raised his fly whisk, wrapped it around Fourth Master Feng's willow branch, and said warmly: "Fourth Master Feng, please calm down. You are all Lingguang's guests. For the sake of Lingguang's thin face, please stop for now."

Ping Fengyu moved over to support Xue Ning. After checking, he found that both of his arms had been removed. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Feng Si, you barbaric warrior!"

"Xiuxiu and I just cured the person, and you broke it again. Did you come to make me angry on purpose?!"

Fourth Master Feng left the willow branch, rubbed his fingers, and made a "clucking" sound with his two fists.

"It's just for Xiuxiu that I'm going to beat this kid to death."

"You ask him how he harmed Xiuxiu?"

Ping Fengyu looked at Xue Ning. Xue Ning's pale face was filled with red clouds, and she looked ashamed.

Although Ping Fengyu didn't know what exactly happened between Xue Ning and Ping Xiu, he guessed that the two of them were interested in each other, and if nothing else, they must have some vague feelings for each other.

Xiuxiu will definitely be angry if Feng Si plays like this.

Ping Fengyu stamped his arms, rushed to Fourth Master Feng in a few steps, pulled him to the wall, and recounted his speculations in this way.

"Xiuxiu has grown up, and she has her own ideas about her own affairs. Since she hasn't come back to cry and beg you, the stepfather, to help her, it means she doesn't need it. Don't you understand?"

"Don't follow me as your stepfather. I am Xiuxiu's father."

Ping Feng Yula said a lot of nonsense, and finally concluded: "You are such a martial artist, it's just a waste of time and a waste of time!"

After hearing this, Feng Si calmed down the anger on his face and his expression gradually became serious.

He frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly pinched his fingers again, turned his neck and said: "I originally planned to cripple him, but after hearing what you said, now it seems that I have to beat him to death."

Ping Fengyu:? ? ?

No, little brother, what's the matter with you?

Ping Fengyu held Feng Si tightly: "You can't beat him to death!"

Feng Sidao: "Give me a reason not to kill him."

"This...well, that..."

Feng Si couldn't say anything when he saw Ping Fengyu, and was about to use violent means to break free from his hand.

Ping Fengyu suddenly said in a hurry: "If you beat him to death today, all the immortal sects will know that Xiu Xiu has a stepfather who is as fierce as a gangster! You ruined Xiu Xiu's reputation, don't you think Xiao Luan won't kill you?!"

Feng Silue hesitated: "Xiaoluan cares about this?"

Ping Fengyu nodded crazily: "She cherishes feathers the most! Especially Xiuxiu's future!"

Feng Si finally relented and said, "Okay, that one will break the leg."

Ping Feng Yu is extremely tired, why is it not over yet?

"Breaking your legs won't do either."

Feng Si couldn't bear it anymore: "Ping, I respect you as Xiaoluan's brother, that's why I give you face. If you ask your mother-in-law, I will cripple you first."

threaten him?

He is not afraid.

Ping Fengyu narrowed his eyes and showed a fox-like smile: "Okay, if you cripple me, Xiaoluan will probably have to go back to Nanchao with me. She must take care of me until I recover before I can leave with peace of mind."

While the two elders were bickering, Han Lingguang had already ordered people to move the injured away first.

When Feng Si remembered and turned around, he realized that the person was gone. He was so angry that he smashed two walls in succession.

There was an incense burner burning in the room, and the smoke of Ningshen incense made people drowsy.

Jiang Xiaoluan suffered injuries to his body and bones in his early years. Since then, he has been suffering from chills and can only live in warm and humid places all year round.

The climate in Kyoto in the North is dry and cold. Even in early summer, the weather is still slightly cool.

Fortunately, Han Lingguang was thoughtful and thoughtful. This guest courtyard has both earth dragons, hot springs, and climate adjustment formations to ensure that the courtyard is like spring all year round.

As soon as Jiang Xiaoluan saw this courtyard, he felt that the young master of the Han family was really considerate. He was so considerate to people who had no relatives or friends, so he must treat relatives, wives and children even better.

I don’t know which family’s daughter will be lucky enough to marry such a gentle and considerate husband in the future.

Jiang Xiaoluan thought like this, his eyes falling lovingly on his daughter's back.

The girl's fair and thin back had a red, centipede-shaped scar running across it.

The scar had been treated with good scar removal cream, and although it has become lighter day by day, one can still imagine the severity of the injury that day.

Jiang Xiaoluan was extremely distressed.

Ever since she was a child, apart from being injured during cultivation, she had never been willing to knock or touch her daughter. Now her daughter was injured all over her body by a young man outside...

Jiang Xiaoluan really wanted to slap that young man in the face.

Even if Xiu Xiu was really interested in that boy, out of her mother's love and care for her daughter, she would never agree to Xiu Xiu being with such a person.

But Jiang Xiaoluan knows that children of this age are the most incapable of beating up mandarin ducks. The more you try to break them up, the tighter they hug you.

Although her daughter was brought up by her and her temperament was like hers, she was definitely not one who would be carried away by love, but she had to guard against it.

After Jiang Xiaoluan exposed Pingxiu's lie, he stopped mentioning Xue Ning and asked to see how Pingxiu was injured.

Pingxiu lay face down on the beauty's couch, taking off her clothes to her waist and burying her face in the soft fox fur.

Jiang Xiaoluan had slender fingers. He hooked up a ball of ointment with his index finger and applied it to the palm of his hand. He rubbed his fingers to warm them and gently applied the ointment to the scar on Pingxiu's back.

Jiang Xiaoluan once learned human body acupoints from Ping Fengyu and was very knowledgeable in massage techniques. She was very skillful in her technique. While applying the medicine, she also massaged Pingxiu's acupuncture points to relieve the pain in his muscles and bones, which made Pingxiu hum in comfort.

Pingxiu hummed: "Auntie, I have a question for you."

Jiang Xiaoluan said calmly: "You say."

Pingxiu encouraged herself several times in her mind, and then asked in a low voice: "Auntie, do you know what the spiritual fetus of the Celestial Master Clan is?"

The movement of Jiang Xiaoluan's hand suddenly stopped.

Pingxiu's heart suddenly jumped up. The longer Jiang Xiaoluan was silent, the more uneasy she felt.

She couldn't help but think: What if A Niang said that she was indeed not her biological child and that she was picked up?

"You..." Jiang Xiaoluan hesitated, seeming to be thinking about his words.

Pingxiu's heart beat faster and faster, almost jumping out of her throat.

Jiang Xiaoluan said slowly: "Xiuxiu, don't beat around the bush with me, what exactly do you want to ask?"

Pingxiu hesitated for a moment and said, "Am I the spiritual fetus of the Tianshi clan? Am I your biological child, A-niang?"

Jiang Xiaoluan smiled and said, "Silly girl, of course you are my biological child."

Does that mean she has nothing to do with the Tianshi clan?

Pingxiu said excitedly: "Then who is my biological father?"

Jiang Xiaoluan caressed her daughter's hair and said lovingly: "Xiuxiu, you don't have a biological father. You are my mother's child. You are the spiritual fetus conceived from the spiritual core of the three poisonous karma fruits."

Jiang Xiaoluan's tone was too sparse and ordinary. It was obviously a shocking thing, but she said it as calmly as discussing the weather.

Pingxiu was originally nervous, but slowly she couldn't help being infected by Jiang Xiaoluan's calm mood.

"Then...does Dad also know?"

Jiang Xiaoluan nodded and said: "One time we had an argument and he asked if your father was Brother Ping. I could only tell him the truth. Your father was scared to death by me in the past few days. I was afraid that if I didn't take good care of him, you would Stolen by thieves."

Jiang Xiaoluan couldn't help laughing when she talked about her husband's cute deeds.

Pingxiu:......

Jiang Xiaoluan continued: "I originally planned to tell you the truth when you are old enough."

Pingxiu said in confusion: "But I got haircut two years ago."

Why haven't you told me today?

"Later, I discussed it with your father, and I felt that you could live happily even if you didn't know about this matter, and you were careless, so why would it only add to your worries?"

"No matter what happens in the future, even if the sky falls, your parents will still support you."

The corners of Pingxiu's eyes were moist, and she choked with sobs: "But I have grown up. If you had told me earlier, wouldn't I be better able to protect myself?"

Jiang Xiaoluan gently tucked her daughter's hair behind her ears.

"Aniang hopes that you can live like an ordinary girl, without having to be constrained by anything, and that you can freely pursue your medical knowledge. You can see the sights that Aniang cannot see in this life for me."

Pingxiu finally couldn't help but threw herself into Jiang Xiaoluan's arms and cried muffledly.

Jiang Xiaoluan patted her back gently and said amusedly: "Xiu Xiu, little crybaby, is this worth crying for?"

Pingxiu wiped her tears on Jiang Xiaoluan's sleeves and said angrily: "Auntie, I... I must have accumulated ten lives of merit in my previous life to be born as your daughter."

Jiang Xiaoluan lowered his head and glanced at the tear stains on his sleeves. His mysophobia broke out and he said with disdain: "Little crybaby, you are almost staining my clothes with your crying."

Pingxiu hugged Jiang Xiaoluan's still slender and tight waist and said coquettishly, "I don't care."

Jiang Xiaoluan had no choice but to let her go.

Pingxiu shed tears happily, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Aniang, are you from the Tianshi clan?"

Jiang Xiaoluan shook his head and said: "I'm not, I'm just a mortal."

She had never wanted to tell Pingxiu the past events of her youth before, but today she suddenly realized that her daughter was already a grown-up girl, and it was time for her to know many things.

Jiang Xiaoluan was born in a poor tenant farmer's family in Yangzhou countryside. She was the fourth of seven brothers and sisters in the family.

One year, there was a flood in the hometown, the fields were submerged, and famine began in the hometown. In exchange for two bags of rice and noodles, Jiang Xiaoluan's parents sold her to Yapo, who went to the countryside to collect girls.

Yapo brought Jiang Xiaoluan back to Yangzhou City and saw that although she was sallow and thin, she had a beautiful appearance and excellent bones. It can be imagined that if she had a good life and lived for a few years, she would definitely turn out to be beautiful.

Na Yapo raised Jiang Xiaoluan for half a year, and after raising her to be much plump, she sold her to a yard that raised thin horses in Yangzhou City.

At that time, Jiang Xiaoluan was young and did not know that he was being sold to the land of Fireworks and Willow Alley, and that in the future he would be in the position of serving others with sex.

But she was smart by nature. In order to sell her at a high price in the future, the foster mother of the yard hired a master to teach them poetry, calligraphy, music, painting, singing, dancing, riding and shooting since they were young, so as to train them into top-notch playthings for nobles.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiaoluan read a few more books and opened his mind. Since he grew up with hairpins, he has been bent on redeeming himself and escaping from the yard.

It's a pity that she is under the nose of her adoptive mother, so she can neither save much private money nor find a husband on her own.

It wasn't until the age of sixteen that Jiang Xiaoluan became famous in Yangzhou City with a dance, and saved a young demon hunter from the middle world in the background.

This monster catcher is Feng Si.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020102718:13:482020102818:26:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 2 for Bubu; 1 for you if you are not sleepy;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：enthopia50瓶；温有有10瓶；446156534瓶；w2瓶；间歇性读者1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!