[Lu Xiaofeng] On the history of the strategy of Ximen Sword God

Came out.

But in Wanmei Villa, Jing Rao was afraid that Ximen Chuuxue would find her, so he could only seal her back.

During the year, only when Ximen Chuuxue went out, Teng'er would be released.

She had long complained that Jing Rao always locked her in the small space inside the scabbard, and she was the only one in the dark.Can't do anything but sleep, she's bored.

Now that she has the opportunity to come out and let the wind go, she can't wait for it.She wants to take this opportunity to have fun.

Teng'er stood beside Jing Rao, her eyeballs rolled cunningly, but she smiled innocently.This innocent face, this cute posture, seems to be the appearance of Qianqianluo seven years ago.

Teng'er tilted his head, and his soft voice was firm: "Don't worry Rao Rao, Teng'er will finish it."

Jing Rao is not very relieved, but she can only rely on Teng'er.

She couldn't get away from Ximen Sword God at all.

Under Ximen Chuuxue's nose, she couldn't act rashly, any action might cause unpredictable consequences.

She can't bet.

25☆、Once the misfortune is diverted to the south

Jing Rao knocked on Ximen Chuuxue's door.

"Ximen." She stood outside the door, looking at Ximen Chuuxue with anticipation in her dark eyes, "Rao Rao wants to eat He Xiangzhai's pastries. Aunt Lu said that the pastries are the most delicate."

Her voice was soft as if she was being coquettish, and she looked at Ximen Chuuxue with pitiful eyes: "You know, I eat only by the appearance."

How could Ximen Chuuxue forget.

Seven years later, he still couldn't heal her, and she still had no sense of taste.

Ximen Chuuxue's face was ugly.

He looked at Jing Rao with pity, and his usual cold voice was a little gentle: "Rao Rao, what else do you want to eat?"

"Simon. As long as it's a good-looking thing, the taste is the same to me." She showed a slight smile, her tone was plain but could not hide the bitterness in it.

Ximen Chuuxue's cold face could no longer be maintained, he looked at Jing Rao steadfastly, and promised: "I will definitely find a way to heal you."

Jing Rao nodded, her pure eyes were full of trust, and her tone was firm: "Rao Rao, I have always believed in Brother Ximen."

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes flickered.

He didn't speak any more, and walked away with his sword in hand.

Jing Rao watched his back with a smile.

She turned around and summoned the little flying insects who were nearby all the time, her tone was cold: "Follow him."

She had to push Ximen Chuuxue away.

If Ximen Chuuxue stayed in the inn all the time, her plan would not be able to be carried out.

Her heart is very clear.He wouldn't really believe it, she just wanted pastries.

Ximen Chuuxue understood: this was just an excuse for her to distract him.

But he will not refuse her plea.

Jing Rao understands this point of Ximen Chuuxue, and the strategy of mourning soldiers is very effective for Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship is outstanding, but his medical skills are also superb.It took him seven years, but he still couldn't cure Jing Rao's illness.

Hehe, of course it cannot be cured, and there will never be a day when it will be cured.Because that's not a disease at all.

Jing Rao knew Ximen Chuuxue felt guilty about this.She grasped this point and was able to be so confident.

This time out, she brought out some of the birds she had tamed earlier.It was intended to be used in case of a rainy day, but I didn't expect it to be used so soon.

She released two and are now helping her, stalking the two women across the door.

The other ones have been guarding outside her window and will report to her whenever there is any movement.

She knew that Ximen Chuuxue would definitely be suspicious, even if he was now bewildered by her cruel trick, but after a long time, he would definitely find out the weirdness in it.

Such an abnormal behavior of hers.Pastry was a pretty lame excuse, she wasn't one to be interested in food.

Now that she has done it, she will not regret it.

This kind of feeling of supporting Ximen Sword God is very strange, it is like the treatment of a queen.Sister Jing smiled wretchedly.

The so-called deception already exists.

She would not ignore Ximen Fuxue's blackening value as high as 60.

In fact, he never believed her.

It's okay, she doesn't mind.

As long as she doesn't do it herself and doesn't give him a chance to catch her, he won't expose her.

Jing Rao smiled, and she recalled Teng'er.

"Rao Rao, you are so slow." Teng'er turned in from the window, muttering dissatisfiedly, "Teng'er has finished listening to a play over there."

Jing Rao did not comfort Teng'er, she looked at Teng'er solemnly: "This matter is very important. Do you understand, Teng'er."

The innocence on Teng'er's face faded, and she finally understood the significance of this matter to Jing Rao.

"Let's start." Jing Rao nodded at her.

Teng'er ate Yi Rongdan, and she turned into an old man, an old man with sharp eyes.

After she ate Yi Yin Dan, her voice became vigorous and vicissitudes.

She was a completely different person.

Jing Rao carefully observed Teng'er against the portraits in the Jianghu staff manual.They are almost identical except for their looks.

If it is only about appearance, then anyone will mistake them.

But Teng'er's expression was too dazed and not deep enough, just one glance was enough to reveal her identity.

Jing Rao had a headache.

For the same leather, if the core of that person is changed, people familiar with it can still find it.Just like Ximen Fuxue in the state of a servant, the weird sense of disobedience made her feel that he was possessed by a monster.

Was she wrong? There seemed to be a big loophole in this plan.

"Teng'er, do you know that magic stick?" She sighed, trying to guide Teng'er, "They usually have a profound look on their faces."

"Look carefully at the person in the portrait." Jing Rao pushed the portrait in front of Teng'er.

Fujier stared at the portrait thoughtfully.

After a while, she suddenly shouted excitedly: "Rao Rao, Teng'er knows. Isn't it just like the storyteller in the teahouse opposite?"

Jing Rao's face darkened.It turns out that Dugu Yihe looks so much like a storyteller.

Regardless of Teng'er's ridiculous words, she directly motioned for Teng'er to demonstrate again.

Teng'er rolled his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, she already had a noble and mysterious look on her face.

Jing Rao was taken aback, this was a real change of face.Teng'er like this actually looks a bit like a lonely crane.

As long as she acts at night, she has a great chance of being fooled.

"Dugu Yihe"'s old voice trembled slightly, with a look of grief on his face: "Shaoying went to Baiyun City."

"Dugu Yihe" sighed, as if a moment of vicissitudes had passed.He took out a white letter and handed it to Jing Rao: "You go to Baiyun City with the letter written by your teacher. Shaoying will definitely not go her own way after seeing this letter."

Jing Rao smiled, she took the letter, and made things difficult for Teng'er: "Master, why don't you come with us?"

"Dugu Yihe" closed his eyes, and his old voice was very heavy: "I am old as a teacher...he, so he can do it for himself."

Jing Rao clapped her hands and looked at Teng'er appreciatively: "Very good, Teng'er is great!"

"Dugu Yihe" showed a smug smile, with an innocent face.

Jing Rao held his forehead, smiled wryly and said, "Teng'er, don't make such an expression with this old face. I will have nightmares at night."

Teng'er sticks out her tongue, turns her face and changes into "Dugu Yihe" with a deep expression on her face.

"What if they ask me why I'm here?" She looked at Jing Rao suspiciously.She didn't understand why Jing Rao didn't teach her how to answer this question.

Jing Rao smiled narrowly, she glanced at Teng'er, and teased, "Teng'er is so powerful, he must be able to play freely."

Teng'er was ashamed and annoyed, and his old voice was raised a bit: "Rao Rao! Don't play tricks on others."

Jing Rao was shocked by the word "other", and she shivered.

Saying these two words with Dugu Yihe's voice is a bit lethal.As you can imagine, Dugu Yihe's face, coupled with his old voice, calls himself "other" shyly.

This is so spoof.

Jing Rao suppressed a smile and explained, "They won't ask."

Teng'er wanted to say more, but Jing Rao stopped her.

"Okay, you will understand when you go." Jing Rao looked at her with a mysterious smile, indicating that she could act.

Fujier went out depressed.

Jing Rao stretched out her hand to catch a small flying insect.

It sent news: Ximen Chuuxue has returned.

She laughed and let the little bug fly.

It's time for her to act.

Jing Rao put on her veil and walked out of the room, with the little flying insect leading the way for her.

Her insanity can control these small animals.But their thinking is too simple, there are only three things: food, natural enemies, and spouse.They couldn't do anything for her.

She didn't pay attention to these little things until she stumbled upon it: just mark a person as a natural enemy.They could watch him for her, and report his simple whereabouts.

That was enough, they became her eyes.

She will be able to grasp the whereabouts of Ximen Chuuxue, and the plan will be successfully completed without any changes.

Jing Rao walked slowly on the bluestone streets.

There were dim lights in the houses on the street, and she saw the white figure of Ximen Chuixue.

Jing Rao quickened her pace, and smiled to meet Ximen Chuuxue who was coming from afar.

"Ximen." She stood in front of Ximen Chuuxue, looked at the food box in his hand with bright eyes, and complained softly, "I'm already hungry."

Ximen Chuuxue opened the food box silently, he didn't say that he waited in a long queue to buy it.

Jing Rao glanced at the food box, the cakes are really beautiful, like budding flowers.

She twirled a piece of pastry with great interest, pushed it to Ximen Chuuxue's lips, and said with a slight smile: "Ximen, you must be hungry too."

Ximen Chuuxue was startled but did not avoid it, he opened his lips and bit a mouthful, it tasted sweet.

Jing Rao withdrew her hand, gently