[Comprehensive wear] Flower blowing sword

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the flowing water glows crystal light, sparkling.

Lu Xiaofeng saw a person standing quietly by the lake, dressed in white as snow, with black hair like ink.

Ximen Chuuxue turned around slowly, his gaze stayed on Hua Manlou's body for a few seconds, then slowly moved to Lu Xiaofeng's body, and he suddenly said: "I'm not dead."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed, "I know, you really don't look like a dead person, after all a dead person won't talk to me."

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "The one who died was Dugu Yihe."

Lu Xiaofeng's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Hua Manlou looked at Ximen Chuixue, who was still holding a fan in his hand.

Ximen Chuuxue sighed: "I didn't expect him to be the one who died. Although there are flaws in his swordsmanship, when I strike, he has already made up for the flaw."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "There are not many people who can know the flaws in their own sword skills, Dugu Yihe is a master."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded and said: "He is indeed a master. There are three flaws in Su Shaoying's swordsmanship. I made three strikes and was blocked all three times. I knew I couldn't kill him."

Lu Xiaofeng's mouth moved.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't let him speak, and his eyes shifted to the turbulent lake, "I only know how to kill with a sword, but if my sword can't kill people, then the one who dies must be myself."

Hua Manlou sighed suddenly: "But you are not dead, you are still alive."

Ximen Chuuxue's eyebrows moved slightly, but he still didn't look at Hua Manlou, "I'm not dead, because after thirty moves, his swordsmanship suddenly became chaotic."

Hua Manlou said: "His swordsmanship is messed up, because his mind is messed up."

A strange light suddenly flashed in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, and he finally turned his attention to Hua Manlou, "His heart is not disturbed."

If you really want to say, the one who is upset should be Ximen Chuuxue.

Hua Manlou stopped talking, he didn't care about why Dugu Yihe died, he cared about Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue's face was still expressionless, but there seemed to be a bit of shadow in his eyes. He kept looking at Hua Manlou, and after a long time, he said slowly: "His swordsmanship is messed up, because his internal force No, but how can a master like him lose his internal strength after just thirty strokes?"

Ximen Chuuxue closed his eyes heavily, maybe long before him, someone had fought against Dugu Yihe.

Although he won this time, he won by force.

It was almost dawn, but in everyone's eyes, it seemed to be covered with fog.

Ximen Chuuxue sighed.

Hua Manlou suddenly remembered that when Ximen Chuuxue drew out his sword, there was still blood on the sword.

He lifted the sword and slowly blew the blood off, with deep loneliness in his dark and cold eyes.

Hua Manlou's heart suddenly trembled.

He suddenly walked quickly to Ximen Chuuxue, and hugged him tightly into his arms.

Lu Xiaofeng blinked in surprise.

Ximen Chuuxue's face turned as cold as iron in an instant, Hua Manlou's hand caressed his back, and said in a low voice: "Ximen, everyone has his own fate, he is the one who deserves to die."

Ximen Chuuxue's face changed again, and his hand was tightly clenched on the hilt of the sword.

However, at the next moment, Huamanlou suddenly flew far away.

Because Ximen Chuuxue drew his sword, Huamanlou knew that Ximen Chuuxue's sword this time was a sword that really killed people.

Ximen Chuuxue wanted to kill him... This cognition was clearly transmitted to Hua Manlou's mind and heart.

He just felt that the boundless bitterness covered up his taste, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to the sword that Ximen Chuixue stabbed at.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were bright and his expression was cold.

His sword was fast, so fast that there was no slightest hesitation, but his hand holding the hilt was shaking.

However, Hua Manlou did not intend to dodge the sword at all.

But Ximen Chuuxue's sword still didn't penetrate Hua Manlou's chest, it wasn't because he withdrew his sword suddenly.

It was Lu Xiaofeng who pinched Ximen Chuuxue's sword with his consonant finger.

If someone usually took action to prevent him from killing, he would be angry, but this time, he was relieved.

Lu Xiaofeng dragged Huamanlou over and growled, "Huamanlou, do you want to die?"

Hua Manlou's slack expression finally gained some focus, and he smiled slightly.

Then, he broke away from Lu Xiaofeng's hand, and walked towards Ximen Chuuxue slowly under his surprised gaze.

Ximen Chuuxue stood quietly on the spot, looking at him silently.

Hua Manlou opened the fan with a "swipe", it was a fan made of high-quality ivory bone, but the strange thing was that the surface of the fan was blank, as white as Ximen Chuuxue's clothes.

He stopped and said with a smile: "The owner once said that it's a pity that I don't use a sword, but even if I don't use a sword, I still want to learn how the owner of Ximen kills people with his sword."

A round of red sun rose slowly from the horizon, dyeing the sparkling lake water in orange.

Like a pool of blood.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword was not retracted from its sheath.

But this time, it was Hua Manlou who moved first, because Ximen Chuuxue hesitated.

Hua Manlou thrust the fan in his hand towards Ximen Chuuxue's throat, Ximen Chuuxue stabbed out with his sword.

Hua Manlou's move was menacing, but after Ximen Chuixue released his sword, his movements suddenly slowed down.

Ximen Chuuxue was startled, but his sword could no longer be retracted.

The sharp sword pierced through the flesh and made a "puchi" sound, and the sprayed blood stained Huamanlou's clothes, the pure white fan in his hand, and... Ximen Chuuxue's white clothes .

Although the sword could no longer be retracted, it changed its trajectory at the last second.

So the sword that was supposed to cut through Hua Manlou's throat just passed through his shoulder.

Hua Manlou's lips became pale, but the smile on his lips became brighter, he gently dried the blood stains on the fan, and said with a light smile: "This fan seems to be the right one. " While he was speaking, he suddenly scratched Ximen Chuuxue's wrist with the edge of his fan with his backhand, and a drop of bright red blood fell on his fan.

Blended with his blood.

When Ximen Chuuxue pulled out his sword, there was still blood on the sword, but he had no interest in blowing the blood away.

Lu Xiaofeng stood aside, looking at the two with a kind of dumbfounding eyes.

Hua Manlou tapped his acupoints to stop the bleeding, and he put the fan away and held it in his hand.

The bright rays of the morning sun fell on them.

However, at this moment, they heard the voice of a woman chattering.

Lu Xiaofeng's face suddenly changed.

The person who came was naturally Emei Sixiu, and they obviously didn't expect that there would be someone else.

However, when they saw the faces of the three of them clearly, the four girls all blushed at the same time.

Shi Xiuxue suddenly yelled "Oops", she quickly ran to Hua Manlou's side, looked at the wound on his shoulder, and said worriedly: "Hua Manlou, who hurt you?"

Before Huamanlou could speak, Ximen Chuuxue took the lead and said, "It was me. I not only hurt Huamanlou, but also killed Dugu Yihe."

The expressions on the faces of the four girls changed instantly, especially Sun Xiuqing's, which was even paler without the slightest trace of blood.

The author has something to say:

There are so few comments on the first two plots,,,

Could this chapter be any better?