maintain this good image.

Beauty always impresses a person the most.

She laughed at herself from the bottom of her heart, but the gentle expression on her face did not change at all.

"Ximen." She called Ximen Chuuxue in her unique way, "Let's go."

Ximen Chuuxue was in a trance for a moment.

Since when, this little girl has grown up, and now she is standing in front of him beautifully.

She no longer called him Brother Ximen in a soft voice, but only called him "Ximen" in her clear voice.

Time can easily change everything, whether it is him or her.

"Rao Rao can ride a horse." He looked at Jing Rao with a cold gaze, and directly pierced her, "You have never learned horsemanship."

Jing Rao's perfect smile froze for a moment.

She forgot that she couldn't ride a horse at all.

No wonder there was only one horse at the door.She also wondered why the butler grandpa only prepared one horse here.

"Come up." The corners of Ximen Chuuxue's lips rose slightly, and after getting on the horse first, he stretched out his hand to Jing Rao.

Jing Rao smiled slightly, and took Ximen Chuuxue's hand.

She sat on the horse, and her body was wrapped in Ximen Chuuxue's arms.

Jing Rao's light yellow dress reflected Ximen Chuuxue's white dress, making the cold color a bit warmer.

She heard Ximen Chuuxue's heartbeat, which was steady and powerful.She leaned in his arms.

This was the second time she was so close to him after that incident back then, but her heart was no longer excited.

She has never understood the heart of Ximen Sword God.

She doesn't need to understand either.

then.He returned to Wanmei Villa the next day.

In the early morning, she saw him dancing sword alone in the plum garden.

He said nothing, did not explain his absence.

On the following full moon nights, as long as he was in Wanmei Villa, he would watch the moon with her.

However, she will never forget that night when she waited so hard but got nothing.

The system made her see everything clearly.

She will never understand him, as long as she sees herself clearly is enough.

In this chase, they didn't even know the exact location of the target, so Ximen Chuuxue took her on the road.

She may not understand Ximen Chuuxue's heart, but she wants to hold the initiative in her hands.

"Ximen, let's go find that Hong Tao." Jing Rao glanced sideways at Ximen Chuuxue, "But we don't know where he is?"

A few strands of her jet-black hair floated onto Ximen Chuuxue's face, which was crisp and itchy with the fragrance of evening primrose.Ximen Chuuxue's face changed slightly.

He collected himself, his cold voice was broken by the wind, "As long as those five words are there, he will appear."

Jing Rao thought about it, and it seems that this plot is also in the original book.

In other words, the part of the plot that belongs to Ximen Sword God has already begun.

She opened "Legend of Lu Xiaofeng" and looked it up carefully, and finally found a small paragraph among the large amount of text.

The general meaning is this: Zhao Gang from "Slaying Kyushu with One Sword" was killed by Hong Tao, the Lightning Sword.As Zhao Gang's friend, Hong Tao perfidiously killed his friend for those five words.Ximen Chuuxue dislikes this kind of person who breaks promises the most.So he chased him thousands of miles away, and took the guy's life with a single strike.

However, during this hunt, Ximen Chuuxue took her with him.

If the plot is changed by butterflies, everything will be different.

What role will she play in it.

"Ximen." Jing Rao frowned, and the girl's Qingyue voice was a bit coquettish, "I can't understand your simple words. You can't say a few more words."

She somewhat admired Ximen Chuuxue.

He is so indifferent to everything except the sword.This look is concise and concise, but it makes the listener very painful.

She really can't bear to always have a "you guessed it" advanced look.

Ximen Chuuxue's face darkened, and he explained indifferently: "For the five words 'one knife town Kyushu', Hong Tao killed his good friend. As long as these five words are still there, he will not disappear."

Jing Rao nodded, and no longer made things difficult for Ximen Chuuxue.

Her heart has burst into laughter.

It seemed that her efforts over the past few years were not in vain: Ximen Sword God could no longer maintain his iceberg male god appearance in front of her.

Her soft and coquettish skills are tried and tested, and the road to attack is very smooth.

But she soon stopped laughing.

She heard Ximen Chuixue's cold voice reaching her ears: "Rao Rao, you come and kill this man."

Jing Rao almost growled.

Nima, it turned out that asking her to come out was murder.

"Ximen?" She turned her head in astonishment, her face full of shock, "You said, I will kill..."

She was stunned, Ximen Chuuxue's face was close at hand.

His cold eyes fell on her face, and the warm breath carried the fragrance of plum that could be heard clearly.

His lips were also close to hers, only a few millimeters away, and they were about to close together.

Just for a moment, Jing Rao exerted force in a panic, and threw her head back fiercely.In the moment of astonishment, she couldn't control her strength well, and this move was urgent and violent.

Seeing that she was about to fall off the horse, Ximen Chuuxue came back to his senses, and narrowly caught Jing Rao who was about to fall off the horse.

She was pulled back by him forcefully, Ximen Chuuxue couldn't control her strength well, and Jing Rao's teeth hit his shoulder.

A false alarm.

Jing Meizi caressed her sore lips.Why is it her mouth that hurts every time.

She turned her back to Ximen Chuuxue, bared her teeth, showing a ferocious expression on her face.

"Rao Rao?" Ximen Chuixue's cold voice trembled with fear, "Turn your head and show me."

Sister Jing refused to turn her head away.

She looked at the grinning woman in the game panel in confusion.

She will really be disillusioned if Ximen Sword God sees her ghost like this.Say nothing.

"Rao Rao." Ximen Chuuxue called again hastily.

Jing Rao shook her head, her slender shoulders trembling slightly.

Ximen Chuuxue's cold face was broken, and he forcibly turned around Jing Rao's body.

Jing Rao buried her face in Ximen Chuuxue's arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Ximen, don't look at my face...it's ugly."

Ximen Chuuxue was startled.

He held the reins with one hand and held her tightly with the other.

"Rao Rao, actually I don't care." His clear sigh fell into Jing Rao's ears.

Jing Rao pretended not to hear it.

But she cares.She would not let go of such a good opportunity to escape.

Ximen Chuuxue wanted her to kill Hong Tao, she couldn't refuse him directly, this situation just gave her a buffer time.

Why did he ask her to do it?

What is his purpose?

She couldn't figure it out at all.Why, he wanted her hands to be stained with blood.

The psychology of the sword god is really hard for a mortal like her to understand.

As long as he kills himself, even if she asks her to watch, she will not refuse.

But he just asked her to do it.

Jing Rao panicked. Without a good reason, she couldn't change Ximen Chuuxue's decision.

Could it be that her hands were also stained with blood.

She only hoped that they would not find that damned Hong Tao so soon.

As for Miss Sun's matter, we can only talk about it later.

Now, she is too busy to take care of herself, so she has no mood to worry about Sun Xiuqing's marriage.As long as Miss Sun stays in Mount Emei obediently, it won't matter.

Jing Rao is unlucky.

Reality always hurt her severely.

She had just entered the city with a veil on her face.The corner of her mouth was cut and she had to cover it with a veil.

She followed beside Ximen Chuuxue.

In the corner of the market, she heard a beautiful female voice saying: "Xiuqing, the master asked us to find Shaoying. But with his temperament, even if we find him, we won't be able to bring him back."

"Xiuzhu, listen to the master. Shaoying will understand." A clear female voice interjected.Listening to these words, she is a very peaceful woman.

Jing Rao cursed secretly with an ugly face.

Whatever you say, you will come.Miss Sun didn't squat on Mount Emei properly, but she ran out and dangled around.

Ximen Chuuxue is here, what will they do if they meet.

She imagined that the first encounter between the two of them was a thunderbolt.

No, she will never allow it.

Jing Rao decided that she must kill everything.

All bad signs must be snuffed out as soon as possible.

24☆、"Rival in Love" Clearance Plan

In the noisy market, there is an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going.

Ximen Chuuxue was dressed in white.Standing among this group of people, he was very conspicuous, standing out from the crowd.

Jing Rao glanced at the two women who were still talking nearby.

Women always have no time to consider the things around them when they talk.But when they finish their boring topics, their eyes are often attracted by the beautiful things around them immediately.

Ximen Chuuxue is so eye-catching, a target for nails.Even in the vast crowd, Sun Xiuqing would definitely find him.

Do you just let them meet?Jing Rao was anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

Ximen Chuuxue keenly noticed her strangeness.

He lowered his head, his face was cold, but his voice was softer, and he asked the girl with a depressed face, "Rao Rao?"

Jing Rao regained consciousness, forced a smile, and said weakly, "Ximen, I'm dizzy."

Her face was ugly, it was all because of Miss Sun's fright.

"You've never been out of Wanmei Villa." Ximen Chuuxue leaned over and carried her on the horse's back, "Maybe you're not used to the hustle and bustle."

Jing Rao heard the words, and took advantage of the situation to act soft and weak.

But her eyes flicked to Miss Sun's direction, closely watching the movement there.Fortunately, the two of them are still discussing how to bring Su Shaoying back instead of how to find him.

Jing Meizi slandered: The point of the two heroines is to make no mistake.This person is still

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