[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

On the official road, the carriage was walking steadily, Lu Xiaofeng was lying on the roof of the carriage basking in the sun, not at all afraid that the horse would lose control and even bring people and the cart into the pit.

Zhao Mingyu also wanted to imitate him and lie on the roof of the carriage, but unfortunately the carriage is too small, it's okay to lie on Lu Xiaofeng, plus he should be pushed down.

The little ancestor felt itchy, the more he couldn't get it, the more he wanted it, "Lu Xiaofeng, Brother Lu, Brother Lu, let me go up later, okay?"

"Yes, yes, just call Brother Lu a few more times." Lu Xiaofeng said shaking his head, took a sip of wine from the wine jar, pushed Zhao Mingyu's head back to the carriage, squinted his eyes and sighed that the weather is so good today.

After they left the capital, they didn't hide. They just bought a carriage and walked along the official road. The little ancestor began to want to go to Saibei to eat sand. He managed to persuade people to come down. The emperor would definitely thank him when he found out.

Saibei is so dangerous. The little ancestor is so angry that he can think of anything when he loses his mind. Fortunately, there is a mature and steady Lu Daxia by his side. If he is allowed to run away from home, something big may happen.

At such a time, you have to find Huamanlou, the small building is elegant and quiet, it is best to go there with peace of mind, with Huamanlou here, it will definitely make this little ancestor stop tossing.

Lu Xiaofeng's idea was very good, he couldn't persuade him because he was incapable, the little ancestor was disobedient in front of him, and he couldn't continue messing around in front of Huamanlou.

No one can continue to be irritable under Huamanlou's gentle comfort, no one!

Of course, it is not necessary to find Huamanlou.

They are not in a hurry, their horses can go as fast as they want, and they don't need a coachman to drive them. If they go the wrong way, they can go wherever they can.

He has been dawdling like this and the emperor hasn't sent anyone to catch up. It can be seen that he doesn't want to come after him. Originally, he didn't want to get involved in the war between the two brothers, but as the number of hidden guards around him increased, he also realized later. Reflexively reacted.

The emperor followed the wishes of his little ancestor and asked him to help watch the child.

All right, Daxia Lu loves to do good deeds, because the emperor has no skills at all, let's help him this time, with the emperor's acquiescence on the left and right, and when the little ancestor returns to the palace, he really has nothing to do.

He helped the emperor look after the child, the emperor was embarrassed to embarrass him?

Lu Xiaofeng squinted his eyes and let the wind blow, the weather in early autumn was still hot, only this moment in the morning was comfortable, after two hours the sun would be bright, and it would be a pain to stay up there.

The carriage wobbled along the official road until it reached the next town, and Zhao Mingyu didn't find a chance to blow the wind on the roof of the carriage like Lu Xiaofeng did.

There was indeed no one in the carriage, and he didn't want to go up. The sun was so strong outside that it took courage to go out and walk, let alone go out to bask in the sun.

He's not that stupid.

There were not many people in the town, so Lu Xiaofeng parked the carriage outside the restaurant, asked Xiao Er to take the horse down to feed the fodder, and then skillfully began to order food.

Zhao Mingyu found a seat by the window and sat down, happily poured tea and waited for Lu Xiaofeng to come over. At noon, the shops on the street were open for business, and the bustle was very lively. The young people at the next table did not avoid others when they talked , the whole hall could hear what they were saying.

——On the night of the full moon, on the top of the purple gold, a sword comes to the west, and a fairy flies out of the sky.

Translated into the vernacular, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng will have a sword competition in Zijin Mountain on the [-]th of August. Now the news has spread all over the rivers and lakes. Almost all swordsmen want to go to Zijin Mountain to watch the contest between the two peerless swordsmen.

When Lu Xiaofeng came back, his complexion was not very good, obviously he also heard what was said in the hall, people in the world, in terms of swordsmanship, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue are on par, he doesn't know much about Ye Gucheng, but he and Ximen Chuuxue are friends .

Ximen Chuuxue is withdrawn by nature, kendo is the most important thing in his life, and what's more, he practiced killing swords.

"You don't want them to compete with swords?" Zhao Mingyu pushed the snacks on the table over, moved to Lu Xiaofeng's side and asked in a low voice.

He is not familiar with Ximen Chuuxue, he only knows that he is a swordsman who doesn't like to go out, he kills every time he goes out, he has a righteous heart, he only kills those who deserve to be killed, and never kills innocent people indiscriminately, after choosing a target, he fasts and takes a bath for three days Incense, if you find the person you want to kill, just click and take the person's life.

No, there is no click sound when killing people with a sword. Anyway, Ximen Chuuxue's sword has killed many people.

The little prince's focus has always been very strange. When others hear that Ximen Chuuxue only kills those who deserve to be killed, they will think of the words "eliminating harm for the people", but he is different. He has been in the six doors for a long time, and subconsciously thinks that this should be done. The person who killed had to be taken to prison for interrogation first.

Do you say that you should kill if you should kill?What if it is a rumor?

Zhao Mingyu knew that it would not be easy to become Ximen Chuuxue's target for killing, and it was almost impossible to accidentally injure a good person. Besides, if Ximen Chuuxue wanted to complete the target, no one in the world could stop him.

It is not easy to teach the law in the world of martial arts, and I once again shed tears of sympathy for the court.

"Little ancestor, are you going to visit Wanmei Villa?" Lu Xiaofeng was really worried, he had many friends, Ximen Chuuxue was one of them, but he was the only friend of Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Gucheng has been famous for a long time, and no one can beat him to move the Flying Immortal, and Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship has not yet been mastered, wouldn't it be a sword fight at this time to die?

"We have already arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, and now we have to go back to Wanmei Villa." Zhao Mingyu shook his head, as if thinking of something happy, "When I left the capital, I said to go to Saibei. Still have to turn back."

Lu Xiaofeng was so stabbed that he couldn't laugh or cry, just when the food was delivered, he handed over the chopsticks and tried to shut up the little ancestor's mouth, "Let's leave after we're full, let's hurry up in time."

"I can't help it, who made the young master a good friend who is considerate and considerate?" Zhao Mingyu smiled and raised his glass, drinking the white water out of the attitude of spirits.

There are rumors in the world that there are six people with the highest martial arts ceiling in the world today: Shaolin abbot Dabei Zen Master, Wudang elder Mu Taoist, Tsingyi [-]th floor chief scooper Huo Xiu, Emei sect leader Dugu Yihe, Baiyun City lord Ye Gucheng, and Wan Wan. Meishanzhuang Ximen blows snow.

Ximen Chuixue is obsessed with swords like his life, he only goes out four times a year, and he never worries about life's beatings, because his family background is very good, and he owns a very large villa in Saibei.

It's really the envy of the poor.

Thinking of the empty treasury, the little prince felt sad, and tried hard to cook while sniffing.

It's still early until August [-]th, when Ximen Chuuxue doesn't kill people, he will definitely be in Wanmei Mountain Villa, the carriage is slow and unsuitable for driving, the two of them changed their horses after eating and drinking, and changed direction to deliberately bypass the capital and take a shortcut to Saibei. Fortunately, Ximen Chuuxue didn't go out early, otherwise it would be a lot of trouble to go back and forth.

The heat of summer has passed, and the wind of early autumn has brought some coolness. The hillside of Wanmei Villa is full of flowers, but it is a pity that it is not yet winter, and there are no plum blossoms in full bloom all over the mountains and plains.

Zhao Mingyu grew up so big that he really didn't try his best to cross the road. When he stood at the foot of the mountain, his whole body became limp. In his imagination, he rode a horse galloping gracefully, but in the real rivers and lakes, he rode a horse galloping.

The child is about to be crippled woo woo woo woo~

Lu Xiaofeng was in a hurry to get to Wanmei Villa, at first he didn't notice that Zhao Mingyu was holding on, and when he found out that his little ancestor's thigh was worn out, he had to change the carriage back immediately.

Is the little prince a person who easily admits defeat?of course not!

The villain in Zhao Mingyu's heart was crying, but on the surface it didn't show at all, how can one not suffer from hardships in the rivers and lakes, Lu Xiaofeng doesn't cry tired, and he doesn't cry tired, it's just a hurry, it's a trivial matter.

Da da da da ran for several days, the two people on the bright side were actually two people plus a group of hidden guards, and finally arrived at Wanmei Villa. When the little prince saw the gate, he was so excited that tears were about to come out. Thank God, his face Finally, he managed to keep it, and he would really be crippled after riding a horse for a few more days.

Lu Xiaofeng was carrying the epee wrapped in pieces, and looked at the little ancestor who was grinning with guilt, "Be patient, take a bath after going in, take a bath and get the medicine, and you will recover after two days of rest."

"It's okay, young master, I am full of pride and ambition, and I can't get out of the line of fire with minor injuries. Now it's not a problem to rush from Saibei to Jiangnan." The young prince pushed him away and refused to let him help him. He raised his chest and raised his head impassionedly. Bragging is not afraid of being exposed, "Is it true that Ximen Chuuxue doesn't see visitors after dark?"

"Of course, he never lets me in after dark." Lu Xiaofeng replied with a big smile, "He only has me as a friend, and he doesn't let me in after dark, so it means he doesn't see anyone after dark."

"Lu Xiaofeng." The corners of Zhao Mingyu's mouth twitched slightly, looking at this unshape guy and asked, "Has anyone ever told you that your face is big?"

"Is it big?" Lu Xiaofeng pinched his chin in doubt, feeling that his handsome face was just right, he lost his current coquettish demeanor even if he was fat or thin, how could he be big?

The butler of Wanmei Villa came out quickly, saw Lu Xiaofeng bringing a stranger over, hesitated for a while and did not stop him, brought him to the main hall and then quietly retreated.

The white-clothed swordsman sat there with a cold expression and wiped his sword. He didn't react too much when he saw them coming in. Lu Xiaofeng was very familiar with this place, and he could arrange himself well without calling him, and he could also take care of a little ancestor by the way.

Hot water, snacks, acne medicine...

All ready.

The little ancestor has suffered so much in the past few days, and he must not make him uncomfortable when he arrives at Wanmei Villa. He misunderstood it before, but now he knows it is wrong. Their little ancestor is not a spoiled and spoiled lady, but a hardworking Tall and straight poplar.

Just ask whose children can be as strong as their little ancestors?

Zhao Mingyu was teased by Lu Xiaofeng so embarrassingly that he was able to dig out the palace with his toes. This guy did it on purpose. Seeing Ximen Chuuxue ignoring him and persecuting him instead, which friend can do such a thing? .

The white-clothed swordsman, who was surrounded by sword energy, put down the soft cloth and rubbed his fingertips against the blade. His voice was piercing and made people tense subconsciously, "This sword is a sharp weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels. "

Zhao Mingyu:? ? ?

The little prince didn't quite understand why Ximen Chuuxue said these things. Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng didn't mean to reply, he guessed that this person might be talking to him, so he picked up his heavy sword and put it on the ground, tore off the sheet wrapped outside, and shot He patted the sword proudly and began to introduce, "This sword is forged by a famous master. It is five feet three inches long and weighs sixty catties!"

Ximen Fuxue: ...

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the heavy iron block and was rarely speechless.