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Tianyuan Gate gave the Luomei Villa a betrothal gift and set a date for the wedding. Now the housekeeper and Jiangying envoy are in charge of most of the affairs in the villa. Jiang Li had a rare leisure time and came to Xueyuwu to talk to Gu Qingrou when he was free.

Yao Ximu found that Gu Qingrou's temperament was very similar to Jiang Li's. When talking about it with Gu Qingrou, Gu Qingrou smiled softly: "Li'er lived in Xueyuwu when I was young, and I brought him up. His temperament is similar to Jiang Li's. It’s no surprise that I look a little bit like that.”

"Then who raised the young master?"

"His nurse."

"It's strange, the owner doesn't seem to teach martial arts to Brother Wanzhou."

"What do you know, what do you know? The master teaches the young master internal strength. The young master is extremely talented. He has learned the mental method of Luomei Villa since he was a child. "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms" has now broken through the third level. Every time he practices a level, Zhuang The master has to give him internal energy to help him get through it, and he has this foundation, so it is no problem to learn any martial arts. I can do it by reading books by myself, do I still need the master to teach it?"

"He has others to give him internal strength, no wonder I can't beat him." Hearing this, Yao Ximu stared blankly at Gu Qingrou with his chin in his hands. Gu Qingrou stroked his hair and asked, "Are you really stupid?"

"Then I can't beat him forever?"

"It's not impossible, you ask Wu Jin to teach you the Yunfeng Jue."

"Master said that I'm not ready yet, so I can't learn."

"Then let's learn when it's hot."

"When will it be ready?"

"You have to ask Wu Jin about that."

"Is brother Wanzhou ready?"

"Almost." Gu Qingrou yawned, absent-minded.

"It's here? I haven't arrived yet, so I really can't beat him forever." Yao Ximu was so anxious that he kept asking: "Is he really here?"

The one who answered him was a swordsman who came to the villa to challenge Jiang Wanzhou when he was 13 years old.

The swordsman called himself Lou Shiqi, he was a well-known swordsman in the Jianghu, and he specially sent out a battle invitation to challenge the owner of Luomei Villa.Lou Shiqi was indeed more skilled than the swordsmen he challenged in the past, because not only did he know swordsmanship, but he also knew how to count plum blossoms in Qimen Dunjia. After walking down the mountain for a day and a night, he arrived at the gate of Luomei Villa smoothly. .

The sword array of Hanmei's Twelve Shadows Group failed to stop him, he threw the sword of Hanmei's Twelve Shadows at his feet, and strode into Luomei Villa.

It is No. 30 in the past 1 years that Lou Shiqi can enter Luomei Villa in this way.

Yao Ximu didn't know how famous he was in the world, he only knew that Lou Shiqi's sword was very bright, very cold, and very fast.Lou Shiqi stood under the plum tree, with disheveled hair and unshaven beard, standing up to the sky, and his voice was like a bell: "Please come out and fight with Lou, the owner of Luomei Village!" The plum blossoms on the branches rustled down in shock.Lou Shiqi's eyes were as bright and cold as his sword.The cold made Yao Ximu shiver. He stood in front of Lou Shiqi, not sure if he was Lou Shiqi's opponent, but this did not prevent him from drawing his sword. Lou Shiqi saw him draw his sword. , eyes bright as cold stars, like a hungry wolf facing its prey, or a leech facing blood.

But Lou Shiqi didn't draw his sword, he moved and jumped, just avoiding Yao Ximu's sword edge.Yao Ximu took a peek at the opening, suddenly turned sideways and stabbed forward.He didn't dodge it, and rushed forward like a ghost, pinching the tip of the sword with two fingers, his eyes sparkling, and he looked crazy: "Dawn, it's dawn!" The Yunfeng Jue has been used for some time, at this time the energy follows the sword, the sword energy is in vain.

The sword energy was so fierce that Lou Shiqi had to let go of two fingers, and turned around to avoid it, only a very small cut was made on the corner of his clothes.

"You're not bad, I won't kill you." Lou Shiqi stopped, with an arrogant expression on his face, "I won't kill the unknown, please quickly come out and fight with me."

"Why do you insist on fighting with our owner?" Yao Ximu didn't like his arrogant way of looking at people with his nostrils very much.

"Kill him, and I will be the number one swordsman in the world."

"There are people out there, and there is a sky outside the sky. You may not be the one who kills the villa owner. There must be someone who is better than you, and I have never heard that our villa owner is number one in the world."

"What do you know?" Lou Shiqi didn't want to listen to his nonsense, and was about to leave.

"Hey." Yao Ximu stopped him, "Is there any advantage in being the best swordsman in the world? Why do you want to be one?"

Lou Shiqi ignored him and walked in at a leisurely pace.

"You really can't beat him." Yao Ximu was really puzzled, "Your sword is very fast, but it's not our opponent, um..." Yao Ximu paused, tilted his head and said: "The owner of the village has been in seclusion. Actually, I have never seen his swordsmanship, but it must be very powerful to hear you say so. You can find my master, but my master is not the pinnacle of swordsmanship. How about My aunt Qing, my aunt Qing's swordsmanship is definitely not comparable to yours."

"Who are you, Aunt Qing?" Lou Shiqi heard that there was an opponent he couldn't compare to, and immediately stopped in his tracks, his eyes glowing.

"I advise you to go quickly, can't you live well under the mountain? It's too late when she comes."

"What's her name?" Lou Shiqi looked stern.

"Gu..." Yao Ximu looked around and whispered: "Gu Qingrou, have you heard of it? She is very cruel, before she finds you, hurry up and run for your life."

"Gu Qingrou, is she here?" Lou Shiqi was extremely excited when he heard the words, and suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled: "Hahahaha, there is nowhere to be found after breaking through the iron shoes, hahahaha! She is also here! I am ten years old For several years, I have had no opponents. I lost to her seven years ago. After that, I have been looking for her to reconcile the victory. This time, she will either kill me or let me kill her." He pulled away Yao Ximu's skirt: "Little baby, are you really not lying to me?"

"You lost to her seven years ago, why didn't she kill you?"

"It's hard to find a bosom friend, and it's hard to find an opponent. You've only practiced swords not long ago, and you don't understand how rare it is for a swordsman to meet a good opponent."

"Hey." Yao Ximu curled his lips: "It's useless, your swordsmanship has made great breakthroughs in the past seven years, and she has not been idle. I'm sure you are still not her opponent. You don't know that her sword has How fast, how wonderful. Like lightning, like wildfire, like butterflies and flying springs. Nothing can describe her swordsmanship. Aren't you afraid?"

"How can you be a swordsman if you're afraid of death? I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see such a sword technique."

"Is being a swordsman just to find people to challenge everywhere, premeditating to kill or be killed at any time?"

Lou Shiqi didn't answer him, because he was excited again. Yao Ximu followed his eyes and saw Jiang Wanzhou standing in the faint morning light. In the day and night facing each other, Yao Ximu was unconscious. It wasn't until now that she realized that Jiang Wanzhou had calmly lost her childish appearance and turned into a tall and straight young man like a jade tree.

The battle in the morning light was engraved in Yao Ximu's mind.Just like the plot in a dream, Jiang Wanzhou's every movement and subtle expression are like a still picture, slowly unfolding frame by frame.

Lou Shiqi drew out his own sword, his sword was thick and vicissitudes, he was a prodigal son who left home when he was young, and every move carried the yearning and tiredness of returning to the forest.

It was dusk!Yao Ximu finally recognized Lou Shiqi's sword, because when dusk was unsheathed, his daybreak screamed continuously.

People can sing when they meet a friend, and the sword has to sing when it meets an old sword.

Dusk and dawn are made by the same swordsmith, originally they were together.

Dusk is naturally sharp, but the sword wielder is no match for Jiang Wanzhou.Yao Ximu couldn't see clearly how Jiang Wanzhou's sword pierced Lou Shiqi, just like he couldn't see Jiang Wanzhou's daily practice of flying butterflies. Hundreds of butterflies surrounded him, but they were enveloped by his sword energy. , can't fly out, can't distinguish clearly.

As graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a swimming dragon, everyone is looking forward to it, and the sword and man are united as one.

In every swordsman's heart, that unattainable state was reached when Jiang Wanzhou was 13 years old, no, or earlier than 13 years old.Yao Ximu's eyes turned into a blue-winged swallowtail butterfly in the morning mist at some point, trapped by Jiang Wanzhou's sword energy, and could no longer escape.

Jiang Wanzhou defeated Lou Seventeen and became famous at the age of 13, becoming a new legend in the world.

But Jiang Wanzhou didn't care and didn't know.He grew up in Luomei Villa since he was a child, and he rarely went down the mountain. The life in the villa was simple and pure. Apart from practicing martial arts and reading, he seemed to have nothing else to do.This is very good, he has been indifferent since he was a child, he only likes to practice martial arts and read books, he likes to live a self-disciplined life, and he doesn't want anything to disturb him.Jiang Wanzhou was very happy to be able to defeat Lou Shiqi. Although the first murder made him feel terrified, the thrill of trembling was even more exciting.He held Lou Shiqi's sword, the sword was named Dusk, calm and confused like dusk, the sword light flickered, it was the radiance of the eternal day that he was nostalgic for.

It's a lot like Breaking Dawn, but completely different.

The dawn is sharp and sharp, and it is the first ray of sunlight piercing through the endless darkness.

Yao Ximu looked at the dusk in his hand, his eyes straightened.He begged Jiang Wanzhou more than once to borrow Twilight, but Jiang Wanzhou refused, not only did he not borrow it, but he also refused to let him see it.Yao Ximu rummaged around in Weixiaoju, couldn't find the sword, and got into a fight with Jiang Wanzhou, and was kicked out of Weixiaoju. He was so angry that his feet scrambled, and he leaned against the plum tree and cried loudly.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Jiang Li came over and saw Yao Ximu crying and fell under the tree, tears streaming down his face.Guangming and Mengrong coaxed and hugged him, and then Yao Ximu stood up sobbing, mouth flattened: "Sister Li, brother Wanzhou always bullies me, I can't beat him, what should I do? ah?"

"What's going on? Fighting again?" Jiang Li pulled him into the room and sat down. Meng Rong had just mixed him a bowl of sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus dew before watching Bo Lu follow Jiang Wanzhou into the room.Jiang Wanzhou's face was frosty, and she said, "You can't beat me, so why don't you drag my sister to embolden you?"

"Sister Li." Yao Ximu turned around and ran behind Jiang Li: "Look at him, he's going to hit me again."

"Wan Zhou." Jiang Li asked, "Why can't you and Xiao Xi Mu get along well?"

"He always makes me angry." Jiang Wanzhou paused, and said, "It's boring to talk too much, you can stay as long as you like. But I have to make it clear that you don't borrow swords." After finishing speaking He turned and left.

Bo Lu stood there at a loss, looked at Jiang Li, and called out, "Miss." Jiang Li waved her hand and told her, "You don't have to worry about us, follow Wan Zhou."

Jiang Li sighed: "Xiao Ximu, he has such a temper."

Yao Ximu nodded: "Yes."

"What do you do when I leave?"

"I don't know." Yao Ximu lowered his head, his thick eyelashes filtered through his eyes, leaving a very pure grievance.He took a sip of the fragrant dew and said, "I will behave myself in the future and not make him angry."

Jiang Li patted his head and looked at his low-browed, pleasing expression, much like a sleek kitten.

"Hey." She sighed again.