[Comprehensive wear] Flower blowing sword

Huamanlou has always been full of expectations for life, so he always has a smile on his face.

However, the smile on Huamanlou's face today has decreased a bit since Lu Xiaofeng mentioned Ximen Chuixue.

He can always hear the name of Ximen Chuuxue from all kinds of people in the rivers and lakes. He is good at using swords, and his swordsmanship is superb. He likes to wear white clothes and has a stern face.

However, they have a common friend - Lu Xiaofeng.

Hua Manlou sighed softly, and he felt more and more that he had waded into this muddy water, because he had a premonition that after this matter was over, things that even he could not control would happen.

He was afraid, but looking forward to it.

The sky is dark now, but for Huamanlou, it is no different from usual.

There was a restaurant in front of him, he could easily smell the aroma of wine, he was not an alcoholic like Lu Xiaofeng, he didn't like to drink, but for some reason, today he suddenly had the urge to have a drink or two.

There weren't many customers in the restaurant, so Huamanlou ordered a jug of sake.

Although there were not many people in the restaurant, it was still noisy. Huamanlou didn't care to listen to other people's conversations, but those conversations suddenly disappeared, and the whole restaurant was quiet, only the sound of Huamanlou pouring wine could be heard.

Then, he smelled an extremely pleasant smell.

It is as cold as ice and snow, accompanied by a faint fragrance of plum, and even a few faint smells of blood.

Huamanlou instantly thought of the white plum blossoms in full bloom in the ice and snow. It was so white and cold to the bone. He already knew who was coming.

Hua Manlou's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, then he raised his head and drank all the wine.

Although he didn't hear footsteps, he knew that the man had sat beside him because he could smell the fragrance.

"Lord Ximen..." Hua Manlou's voice was very soft, as if he was sighing.

Ximen Chuixue said: "The building is full of flowers."

Hua Manlou's hand holding the wine glass tightened suddenly, and he chuckled softly, "I only regret that I have eye problems in my lower body, so I can't see the demeanor of the owner of Ximen."

Ximen Chuuxue looked into his eyes, Huamanlou had a pair of beautiful eyes, his eyes were not as dull as other blind people, on the contrary, his eyes were very bright, not at all as bright as a blind man should be.

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help asking: "Your Excellency, you really can't see?"

Hua Manlou smiled faintly, "Master Ximen should have heard that I have been blind since I was a child. Although I have eyes, I am as blind as a bat."

Ximen Chuixue said: "Then how did you know it was me?"

Hua Manlou poured another glass of wine, "In today's world, there are only four or five people who walk silently. Owner Ximen is one of them. Moreover, I smell the fragrance of Owner Ximen."

"Fragrance?" Ximen Chuixue said lightly, "What kind of fragrance?"

Hua Manlou took a sip of the wine, "The fragrance of plum blossoms also has a hint of blood."

"It's not the season for plum blossoms yet." Ximen Chuixue said.

Hua Manlou put down the wine glass, but the wine in the glass was not exhausted, "I know, but there is indeed plum fragrance on Master Ximen's body." He drank the rest of the wine, and asked again: "What about the owner of Ximen?" Have you gone to avenge someone you don't know?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, he didn't realize that Huamanlou couldn't see, "Hong Tao."

"Is it "Lightning Saber" Hong Tao?" Hua Manlou asked.

"Exactly."

Hua Manlou nodded, "Who did he kill?"

"Zhao Gang."

Hua Manlou smiled knowingly, "His sword is as fast as lightning, so he killed Zhao Gang from "One Sword Town Kyushu". He wants to be famous."

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "But his knife also has flaws."

Even if there is only such a small flaw, it is enough to be fatal.

The other guests in the restaurant are not all from the world, some of them don't know Ximen Chuuxue, let alone Huamanlou, but they all hold their breath subconsciously.

Ximen Chuuxue was sitting opposite Huamanlou. He was dressed in white clothes like snow, his black hair was like ink, and his stern face was indifferent. There was a sword in his hand, a long sword with a black sheath in a strange shape.

Hua Manlou smelled the bloody smell on the sword. He stroked the wine glass and said softly: "The owner of Ximen Village named the villa Wanmei Villa. I think he is also a flower lover."

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head, "Not necessarily."

Hua Manlou was startled for a moment, then chuckled, "But I am a person who loves flowers. Flowers are like people, people are like flowers, and life is as beautiful and gorgeous as flowers. Why does Ximen Zhuangzhu's sword have to be the one that kills people?" Where is your sword?"

Ximen Chuuxue's expression remained unchanged, but Huamanlou could feel that his whole body was getting colder.

"What do you think is a sword?" Ximen Chuuxue asked.

"Sword, the holy product of ancient times, is the most noble and precious, and is revered by men and gods. It is the king of a hundred soldiers and the ancestor of short soldiers." Hua Manlou replied: "But to me, a sword is just an item. , an item that can save people, defend oneself, and kill people."

Ximen Chuuxue stroked the black sheath sword in his hand, and said coldly: "But for me, the sword is what I have been looking for all my life. As long as my sword is out of the sheath, it will not return if it sees blood. If you feed the sword with blood, it is a sword." And the greatest respect for those who wield the sword."

Hua Manlou frowned slightly, "But not all the people killed by the owner were those who used swords."

There seemed to be a gleam of light in Ximen Chuuxue's dark eyes, "But those people deserve to be killed. There will always be unfaithful people in this world who can't be killed. When you stab their throat with a sword , watching the blood flower bloom under your sword, if you can see the brilliance of that moment, you will know that there is absolutely nothing that can compare to that kind of beauty. (From the original work.)”

Hua Manlou was taken aback, Ximen Chuuxue had already stood up, and he left as silently as when he came.

When Huamanlou came back to his senses, the bitter fragrance of plum blossoms had disappeared without a trace.

Hua Manlou looked down at the place where Ximen Chuuxue was sitting just now, he couldn't see it naturally, but he seemed to see the man who was dressed in white and had a face as cold as snow.

He sat upright, his hair was sparse and meticulous, and there was a sword in his hand, an ancient sword with a black sheath that still smelled of blood.

Hua Manlou had never felt sorry for his blindness, but at this moment, he felt deeply regretful.

He suddenly wanted to see Ximen Chuuxue's appearance, to see if he was as he imagined.

like a snowman.

The restaurant was noisy again.

Hua Manlou drank the last glass of wine, there was still half a jug of wine in the jug, but he didn't want to drink anymore.

He left a small piece of silver on the table and walked out of the restaurant slowly.

He doesn't drink much, and it's still sake. Although he doesn't drink a thousand cups, he doesn't drink one cup at a time. Although he is blind, his ears are very good.

So he stopped and stretched out both hands to catch the sword stabbing from behind.

What he could neither see nor hear was caught in this fatal sword!

With a slight movement of his hand, the sword that has been tempered into steel has been broken into pieces.

Xiao Qiuyu stood there with a pale face. He was known as the "Heartbroken Sword", but his sword was broken before other people's intestines were broken.

With his back turned to him, Hua Manlou sighed and shook his head, "Unfortunately, your sword is not a sword for killing people, so you can't kill me."

Xiao Qiuyu's face turned even paler.

There are more and more pedestrians on the road, most of them are passers-by in a hurry.

Hua Manlou threw away the small fragment of the sword in his hand, and walked slowly into the darkness.

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The encounter between Huahua and Ximen~