Everyday in shame [Comprehensive martial arts]

When Shanglu finished speaking, Ximen Chuuxue's expression became extremely strange. He opened his mouth unconsciously, but closed it abruptly.

The black long sword came through the air.

Shang Lu gently raised his right hand, and quickly and steadily held the sharp long sword.

He casually drew a sword flower, pointed the sharp sword at Ximen Chuuxue in white, and Shang Lu wrote lightly: "Competition."

Two white figures swept up, and they arrived at a lake in tacit agreement.

With a movement of his figure, Ximen Chuuxue's black-sheathed long sword was unsheathed.

Shang Lu silently glanced at Ximen Chuuxue, then unobtrusively turned his attention to the tree not far away.

There must be an old pervert hiding here.

Shang Lu suddenly became happy, but his face was still clear and indifferent, he said: "I heard that there are no plum blossoms in Wanmei Villa, so I always want to take a look."

Ximen Chuuxue stared at Shanglu, saw a pair of bright and narrow eyes, and the sword god sighed: "Sweep the couch to welcome you."

With a chuckle, Shang Lu nodded her lips, and her pale lips were stained with blood.

Suddenly, a black sword glow flashed.

The white figure attacked like lightning.

"Zheng!"

The short collision sound passed through the void and landed on the calm lake, causing ripples.

The light and shadow of one black and one white collided suddenly, and separated suddenly in an instant.

For a while, he went through a hundred tricks.

"Ding!"

There was another melodious voice.

The two separated suddenly and stood with their swords in hand.

Shanglu's eyes were bright, he licked his lips, his face was full of eagerness to try.

However, beads of sweat were already all over his forehead, and his left hand was already trembling slightly.

Ximen Chuuxue calmed down the messy breath, he took a deep look at Shanglu, frowned and said, "You have injuries."

The bright red tongue licked the pale lips, and Shanglu's eyes became brighter, like the blue sky washed by the rainstorm, and like dangerous and bright gemstones in the dark night.

"It's okay."

His gaze inadvertently swept across the branches blown by the wind, and Phytophthora was extremely happy.

The corners of the white clothes swayed slightly, and Shang Lu rushed over with a sword in his hand.

Flying sand and walking stones, the rustling of leaves seems to be in my ears.

Two white figures fell heavily and landed on the brown-black ground.

Then there was Ximen Chuuxue's annoyed voice: "Shanglu!"

The doctor in white suddenly smiled. He pressed Ximen Chuuxue's neck tightly with his elbow, and gently leaned into Ximen Chuuxue's ear, saying, "Lie down for a while, I'm tired."

Ximen Chuuxue stopped holding the sword, and he was lying on the ground, being held tightly by Shanglu.

However, the sword god saw the cold sweat on the forehead of the doctor in white, and heard the exhaustion in his words.

Ximen Chuixue asked, "What happened?"

Hearing this, Shang Lu glanced at Ximen Chuuxue faintly, but let out a wicked laugh very quickly.

"The father's debt is paid by the son."

A cool and pretty face came closer, warm breath seemed to be on the tip of his nose, Ximen Chuuxue's pupils dilated a little, and he suddenly felt a little more helpless.

"business……"

Before he could finish his words, it suddenly turned into a muffled hum.

"Crack!"

With a clear voice, Shang Lu decisively and quickly removed Ximen Chuuxue's arm.

He stared at Ximen Chuuxue's face that suddenly darkened, and let out a short laugh.

Ximen Chuuxue, who was caught off guard by his arm being removed: ...

System with pants off: ...

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The wind in winter is getting colder and colder, the leaves are rustling, and the dead leaves fall on the calm lake, like ink that suddenly fades away, neither thick nor light, like an elegant landscape painting.

Shanglu, who was like a thorn in his back, admired Ximen Chuuxue's increasingly annoyed eyes with great interest.

His thin white fingers landed on the corners of his angry eyes, and Shang Lu smiled carefree and narrow.

Until a voice came from behind him.

"What are you doing?"

A suppressed voice sounded above his head, and Shang Lu froze suddenly, because it was Ye Gucheng's voice.

The indifferent sword fairy didn't seem to want Shang Lu's answer, he suddenly grabbed Shang Lu's wrist, and his figure swept up, but after a while, the two disappeared.

Only Ximen Chuuxue was left with a dark complexion.

"You should give me an explanation." Ye Gucheng said.

Phytophthora was pushed against the tree, and his left shoulder hit the rough tree trunk lightly and heavily, and cold sweat dripped down in an instant.

The pale lips were tightly pressed together, and they were a little rosy in a daze. Shang Lu stared at Ye Gucheng's deep and depressed eyes, and said nothing for a while.

Doctor Shang poked the system and cried, "Help!"

The system that feels that the host and Ximen Chuuxue had a good time just now: ...

What to save, anyway, the host has a tricky operation, no need for the system to help!

With a sigh, Shang Lu said lightly: "You should calm down."

The smooth chin rested on Ye Gucheng's shoulder.

The tip of his nose was filled with an elegant fragrance, Ye Gucheng suddenly calmed down, sniffing greedily the fragrance that was close at hand, and staring obsessively at the ink-like hair in front of him.

However, he also saw Shang Lu's slightly trembling arms.

Ye Gucheng's deep and depressed eyes became sharp in an instant, he frowned and said, "Are you injured?"

The clever Doctor Shang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of a good way to stop Ye Gucheng from being angry.

Shanglu rubbed Ye Gucheng's shoulder with his chin, and his warm breath fell on Ye Gucheng's red ears.

With a soft and pitiful voice, Shang Lu said softly, "It hurts so much~"

Sure enough, there was some messy heartbeat and panting next.

Shang Lu's heart was already smiling, but his face was still cold.

"Ye Gucheng."

There was a warm touch between the neck and a solemn and soft voice beside his ears, and Ye Gucheng's eyes suddenly became dangerous and profound.

The whole body was cold and shattered, leaving only oppression and heaviness.Like a trapped beast about to break out of its cage.

however.

In the end, the cold and cold sword fairy left only a dry sentence: "Heal the wound."

Shang Lu raised his eyebrows, and touched his face with some doubts. He looked at the serious sword fairy and fell into deep thought.

Is there a problem with him or with the Sword Immortal?

This situation is like a healing time?

Ye Gucheng moved quickly, he took off Shanglu's clothes with a cold face, stared at Qingzi's shoulders with a cold face, took good medicine with a cold face, and closed Shanglu's clothes with a cold face.

"Swords are not allowed these days."

In a daze, Shanglu doubted his own charm: ...

Doctor Qing Leng took a serious look at Ye Gucheng's red ears, and then at Ye Gucheng who was averting his gaze.

With a sigh, Shang Lu said lightly: "Okay."

Now that Ye Gucheng had skipped the topic of Ximen Chuuxue, it was time for Shanglu to ask questions.

Doctor Qing Leng naturally leaned against Ye Gucheng's arms. He turned his head slightly, stared at Ye Gucheng's chin for a while and asked, "Where did you go today?"

It is rare for Ye Gucheng to disappear for a day without saying a word, let alone this person said last night that he will come to look for him today.

However, it was already night today, and Shang Lu saw the Indifferent Sword Immortal.

Ye Gucheng was silent for a long time before saying, "I went to see someone."

Shang Lu raised his eyebrows and said, "A person who can't tell me?"

Ye Gucheng did not answer.

The night grew darker.

The bright moonlight added a touch of coolness.

Shang Lu let out a sneer, he thought of the foolish son of the Southern King whom he saw in Baiyun City, and also remembered the ending of Ye Gucheng rebelling with this man, and finally lost his life and left only a long sword with a black scabbard.

Feeling a little bored for no reason, like an ice pick piercing into my heart dullly and sharply.

Shanglu was angry.

He suddenly pushed Ye Gucheng away heavily, and stood up abruptly.

The red eyes stared at Ye Gucheng silently, like a sharp long sword stabbing in fiercely.

The flustered Ye Gucheng opened his mouth, but remained silent after all.

Shanglu hated Ye Gucheng's silence the most, he sneered and wanted to draw his sword.But suddenly remembered that he promised the person in front of him not to use a sword for a few days.

Gritting his teeth, Phytolaca said, "I want to hit someone!"

An even more depressed Phytophthora angrily took out the stone pestle from the system space that he bought for Miaomiao's pink and tender clothes.

Light and shadow flashed.

A cracking sound rang out.

Shang Lu violently swung the stone pestle.

Then there was a broken sound.

Ye Gucheng was lost in thought while holding the long sword with only the hilt left.

Shanglu held up a small stone pestle, stared at the broken long sword on the ground, and fell silent.

He swung the stone pestle lightly, and Ye Gucheng blocked it with his sword.

what happened?

Ye Gucheng's sword is broken? ! !

Do not!

Shang Lu's eyes were red, as if he was about to cry.

Ye Gucheng is definitely touching porcelain, absolutely! ! !

Doctor Qing Leng raised his eyes tremblingly, the red corners of his eyes seemed to be stained with tears in an instant, he looked at the stunned Ye Gucheng, thinking about how to compensate a top swordsman with a sword.

"Ye...Ye Gucheng."

Shang Lu couldn't swallow the words, but Ye Gucheng's eyes at the moment were too scary.

The weeping Doctor Shang tremblingly said: "How about I compensate you?"

Ye Gucheng's eyes lit up in an instant.

Shanglu: ...

Look at the fragments under your feet, sword fairy, won't your conscience hurt?