Hibiscus Moon

"Xia Yunfeng, I will definitely beat you this time!"

In the morning dew, Buyue had a big sun on her head, holding a golden cigarette stick, her face was flushed red, her amber pupils seemed to be shining, her black hair was loose and curly, and her expression was slightly angry, like an arrogant cat.

"Xia Yunfeng, get up quickly!"

"devil!"

"Pig's head!"

……

However, he shouted until his voice was almost smoking, and there was still no movement in the wooden house. If he hadn't been worried about some ghost formation Xia Yunfeng had set up, he would have broken into the house long ago!

"Early in the morning, I came to Xia's door again to make noises. Master Bu is very cheerful. Even my nanny has never been as diligent as the master."

The voice was clear, but it came from behind.

Buyue looked back, and saw Xia Yunfeng wearing a green straw hat, holding a banana leaf in one hand, and his green clothes scattered, walking slowly from the dewy forest, half of his face was covered by the straw hat, and he walked gracefully, walking like the wind.

"Damn! Where did you go so early in the morning?"

Buyue strode over and pushed him, then "puchi" laughed: "You really look like a savage from the mountains in your outfit."

Xia Yunfeng raised his eyebrows: "Oh, how dare you ask Master Bu, is breakfast ready?"

When he asked, Buyue remembered the purpose of this, and Chunri's smile immediately became gritted: "I came to you to try the sword, this time I must beat you, don't let me cook for you again!"

"These words have already made Xia's ears callused. Isn't Master Bu tired of it?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Pick up your sword!"

"It's also good for you to cook earlier. I want to drink fish soup today."

"Don't think about it!"

Before the words fell, the golden light had arrived.

Xia Yunfeng leaped back, stretching his arms like geese, a banana leaf went towards the moon, and instantly shattered into thousands of pieces, and in a blink of an eye he had thrown down his straw hat and greeted him with a sword, still the same move "Chengjiang Ru "Practice", the sword energy is magnificent and continuous, like a river rushing and clean like white practice.

Buyue had already made a sword formula to greet him with a move of "flames rising everywhere" to meet him. The only constant among the ever-changing, it turns out that the key to this move "Chengjiang Rulian" is that every change of the sword move is to meet him from the left to the right, so Change moves in the right hand, the breakthrough point is when the sword is on the left.

It is rumored that Linjiang Villa's "Seven Swords of Linjiang" has only seven swords, and each sword has seven or seven 49 changes, and each change can give birth to 21 ways of life and 49 ways of death.Therefore, the people of Linjiang Villa can sit firmly in the rivers and lakes with only a set of "Seven Swords of Linjiang". Although they keep a low profile, no sect dare to underestimate this villa famous for its sword making.

Sure enough, when Buyue's "Four Flames" continuously attacked Xia Yunfeng's left sword path, his sword moves lost a lot of changes. The palm technique of "Breaking Mountains and Rivers" blocked his back path.Sure enough, Xia Yunfeng didn't hold back, he changed his sword moves again and again, sometimes "overwhelming the river" and sometimes "the Yangtze River's natural moat", but he still failed to break through Buyue's heavy blockade.

Buyue secretly rejoiced, seeing that the victory was in sight, her left hand palm became more and more swift like the wind, but unexpectedly, Xia Yunfeng's sword energy suddenly surged, and a bright long sword pulled countless sword flowers in an instant, the sword energy was so fierce that it cut his face in pain , Buyue was startled and said that it was not good, and quickly backed away, but the sword energy followed him like a shadow, no matter how he avoided it, it seemed to fly in front of his eyes. Leave a bright and majestic green peak to reach your heart.

Buyue was dumbfounded.

Xia Yunfeng's sword-like eyebrows have not lost their sharpness yet, and the cold light shines on his face, and his voice has a bit of sword intent: "How about my move 'Qiuyue Hanjiang'?"

There was warm liquid slipping down his face, Buyue touched it with his hands blankly, the bloodstains were gorgeous, and the clothes on his chest were cut wide, he immediately widened his eyes and was furious: "Damn ghost! You are going to die! How dare you break the face of this seat! How many beauties love me to the death when I walk around the world with this face!"

Xia Yunfeng said: "I don't know yet, it turns out that Master Bu relies on his face for a living."

Buyue suffocated, and said again: "I only have this coat, you pay me!"

Xia Yunfeng said: "The weather is hot, I think Master Bu is very hot, please help you to open your clothes to cool off."

"Why don't you cut off your clothes?"

"This is the coat I have."

"..."

Xia Yunfeng has a poisonous tongue, Buyue will never be able to speak against him, so he simply sits on a stone beside him and makes jokes.

"I don't care, I won't cook for you today!"

"If you don't eat, you don't have to do it."

"I was injured by you, and I will lose too much blood to die. From now on, you will die here alone." He glanced his head, his waist softened, and he lay down on the stone and pretended to be dead.

Xia Yunfeng had seen a lot of methods commonly used by gangsters in the Jianghu. He didn't want to talk to him, so he turned around and left, but it was too late. The face flowed slowly.

So, it was too late.

My heart also slowed down.

He looked at him with a rogue look, with a grass in the corner of his mouth, his left foot resting on his right knee, the mountain breeze was blowing, and he let the blood flow from his cheeks.

There is still half the appearance of a demon leader.

Sighing slightly, he turned around.

"Xia will cook a meal for you, Master Bu is full and ready to go."

"After you die, you will definitely go to hell with your tongue pulled out." Buyue closed her eyes, the grass in her mouth moved, as lazy as a cat.

The sun spread down, making the blood on his cheeks even more colorful.

Xia Yunfeng was fishing with a sword, facing the lake to take pictures, the face of a young man was reflected on the clear water, with sharp edges and corners, and ordinary features, only a pair of thick eyebrows like swords, but they were stained with emotions that he couldn't explain clearly.

He touched his face in surprise, the inexplicable emotion gradually withdrew, and he was familiar with the plain brows and eyes again, not as picturesque as the scenery behind him.

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What a sluggish new hole, no one left a message, people are not happy, what should I do~~~~(>_<)~~~~