[Comprehensive wear] Flower blowing sword

The morning dew glistens under the rising sun, and the breeze brings the fragrance of green grass.

Ximen Chuuxue is practicing sword.

His sword was very fast, so fast that even before the person could see him make a move, his sword had already cut through the person's throat.

Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship is the same as his men.

Cold and murderous.

There were flying petals all over him, colorful, and Ximen Chuuxue's sword blew across the petals, pointing directly at the person who appeared suddenly.

The visitor is naturally full of flowers.

Ximen Chuixue withdrew his sword coldly, the tip of his sword was still pierced.Inserted a white petal.

Pure and white, just like his whole body.

Hua Manlou chuckled and said, "Villa Master Ximen is good at swordsmanship."

Ximen Chuuxue said indifferently: "You didn't see it."

"Although I can't see it, I do know that Master Ximen's swordsmanship is one of the best in the world today." Hua Manlou said in a low voice, "Because I can feel it."

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him, "Unfortunately, you don't use a sword."

Hua Manlou smiled slightly, "I can use it, but I don't like to use it. The flowers of the Wanmei Mountain Villa of the owner of Ximen are so beautiful, why is the evil spirit on the owner's sword so heavy?"

Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "Although flowers are beautiful, how can they compare to the blood flowers when killing people?" (From the original work.)

The mist was hazy, as if it had cast a layer of tulle on the thousands of flowers, and Ximen Chuuxue's back disappeared behind the tulle.

Huamanlou let out a sigh of relief.

Lu Xiaofeng came to Wanmei Villa again, and it was already dusk when he came.

His face was serious, because he brought another piece of news.

Dugu Fang died.

He was killed by the judge's pen, and the judge's pen fluttered two jute cloths like spiritual banners, on which was written in blood——

"Blood for blood!"

"This is an example of meddling!"

These two sentences were obviously meant for them.

Hua Manlou said in a low voice: "Lu Xiaofeng, I shouldn't have promised you to take on this big trouble."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "But you have already promised, Hua Manlou will definitely do what he promised his friend."

Hua Manlou smiled and shook his head, "But what if I repent this time?"

A surprised expression appeared on Lu Xiaofeng's face.

Because he found that although Hua Manlou was smiling, the expression on his face and the tone of his speech were extremely serious.

Lu Xiaofeng knew that what Hua Manlou said just now was not a joke.

That's why Lu Xiaofeng was even more surprised. What could surprise Lu Xiaofeng more than Hua Manlou's back-and-forth?Probably only Ximen Chuuxue smiled.

But he didn't know that Ximen Chuuxue had already laughed and turned to Huamanlou.

Of course, Huamanlou didn't know either.

Hua Manlou stood up and walked to the window.

The windows are open, a gust of spring breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of flowers is tangy.

Hua Manlou sighed softly: "The flowers here are so beautiful, and the fragrance of the flowers is also very good, I don't want to leave anymore."

The astonishment on Lu Xiaofeng's face became even heavier.

He looked at Huamanlou, and Huamanlou looked out of the window, and there was a white figure among the flowers not far from the window.

There was a melodious flute sound.

An idea popped up in Lu Xiaofeng's mind, an idea that surprised him.

The sound of the flute gradually faded away.

There is only Hua Manlou in the room, Lu Xiaofeng has been gone for a long time.

Ximen Chuuxue walked into the room slowly, he looked at Hua Manlou, and asked suspiciously: "You didn't leave?"

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "I'm afraid I will disturb the owner of Ximen Villa again for a few days."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded indifferently. Although Wanmei Villa had never had any guests before, to Ximen Chuuxue, one or two more people had no effect at all.

Darkness enveloped the sky.

It was extremely dark tonight, there was no moon or stars in the sky, it was just pitch black, as if covered by a large black curtain.

No one knows that Huamanlou actually likes the dark night very much. He has always lived in the dark, but he also likes the dark night.

Wanmei Villa has a strange rule, that is, once it gets dark, Wanmei Villa will see no visitors.

But tonight, there was an unruly person.

A person who dares to break the rules of Wanmei Villa is either extremely confident. Most of these people have high status, so they are confident and confident that Ximen Chuuxue will make an exception for them.

Either it is a person who really wants something from others, and only a person in a real emergency will bite the bullet and touch Ximen Chuixue's head.

But the people who came tonight were people who had both of these situations.

He is also a swordsman, as famous as Ximen Chuuxue. He manages a city by himself. Such a person is naturally a person of high status. Such a person is naturally confident that Ximen Chuuxue will make an exception for him.

What's more, he is indeed one of the few people in the world who can make Ximen Chuuxue an exception.

Because he is a swordsman, a well-known gentleman, a swordsman who is as famous as Ximen Chuuxue.

And now he is dying from the poison in his body.

Owner Ximen will heal him naturally, because Ximen Chuuxue has not learned his sword skills yet.

May I ask, Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortal from Heaven, which sword master doesn't want to learn the sword technique?

The poison in Ye Gucheng is not difficult to detox, what is difficult is the medicine to detoxify.

The poison he was poisoned was Ten Thousand Flowers Poison, which was boiled and refined from tens of thousands of highly poisonous flowers. The poisoned person did not feel any discomfort at first, but the next day he would have difficulty breathing and a splitting headache. If there is no antidote, he will die from poisoning.

In order to detoxify this kind of poison, you must use heartbroken flower. Although heartbroken flower is poisonous, it can fight poison with poison.

This kind of flower grows in hot places, blooms regularly, and the number is very small. If you want to find this kind of flower, you must go to Hainan.

However, from Wanmei Mountain Villa to Hainan, it will take five days even if you go back and forth quickly.

And it was time for Ye Gucheng to be poisoned, two days had passed.

In this way, they were too late.

At this moment, Hua Manlou suddenly said: "I have a method that can relieve the pain of Wanhua Poison, and it can delay the poisoning for seven days."

Ximen Chuuxue turned his head to look at him, and even Ye Gucheng, who was suffering from pain and his face was pale, slowly opened his eyes.

Hua Manlou said in a low voice, "You can use the original flower that is poisoned by Wanhua."

Ximen Chuixue's eyes lit up, the reason why the poisoned person was not aware of the Wanhua poison on the first day was because the flower suppressed the toxicity and severe pain.

"But if the original flower is used and no antidote can be developed after seven days, then City Lord Ye will definitely die."

Ximen Chuuxue pierced the silver needles into Ye Gucheng's Renzhong and Weizhong acupoints, and said coldly: "I left overnight, and there are still five and a half days left, which is enough."

Ye Gucheng, whose pain was slightly relieved, said in a low voice: "Thank you, Master Ximen."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, "The original flower of Wanhua Poison is Yangjinhua."

Ye Gucheng immediately and clearly called the young man who had been waiting for orders, "You ask someone to pick a few more Yangjin flowers from the South China Sea and send them here."

Although the number of Yangjinhua is not many, but it just so happens that there is a large field of Yangjinhua in the South China Sea.

Ximen Chuuxue already had the sword in his hand, he said indifferently: "One piece a day, the city lord, don't eat too much." As he spoke, he had already walked to the door.

However, he stopped suddenly.

He turned his head and looked coldly at the person beside him.

Hua Manlou chuckled lightly, "I'll go with you."

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