[Comprehensive Martial Arts] The heroine is not human

The big white cat is astonishingly beautiful and cute as hell.Her big emerald green eyes are round and round, with a pure and lovely feeling.She could be said to be full of air, but now she seems to be acting like a baby on purpose, with a baby voice of "meow, meow".

... Even the movements are very similar to a little milk cat.

Fu Hongxue lay on his back on the bed, feeling a little nervous.Although this cat is very cute, it is not a real kitten after all, but a large group of big cats. Standing on top of his chest like this, Fu Hongxue felt an unbearable weight of life ...

When Maomao first jumped onto him, his eyes went dark, and he almost couldn't even breathe.

Then, the cat's small, pure white paws pressed tentatively.

Fu Hongxue: "..."

Fu Hongxue's fingers convulsed.

People in the Jianghu, for the convenience of movement, like to wear some tough clothes, Fu Hongxue is no exception, his black clothes are very neat and fit well, and will never affect his movements.So at this very moment, one can clearly see how the beautiful muscles under the hard attire are tensed due to tension.

And the beautiful cat tilted its head and purred a few times, as if very satisfied.Her paws kept stomping back and forth, perhaps because it was so comfortable, so her little pointed nails hidden in the cat's paws also poked out slightly, piercing Fu Hongxue's clothes, which made him feel a little stinging .

Qiuxing is not a human being, and the animal part of her character is still very conspicuous. Her DNA had moved as early as when Fu Hongxue was tied behind her back in her room.

So much so that at this moment, relying on Fu Hongxue, she couldn't recognize her at all, so she turned into a prototype and unscrupulously played Xiao Di on his chest.

Fu Hongxue remained motionless, clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.

After a while, he hesitated and stretched out his hand to stroke the big cat's thick and soft fur.

The big cat had had enough of playing. It squatted dignifiedly, with its tail up and down. When it saw Fu Hongxue's pale, bony hand reaching out to caress it, it didn't hide, but narrowed its eyes.

The cat lifted its chin.

Fu Hongxue had never raised a cat before, so naturally he didn't know what the cat was expressing. He frowned without knowing it, and stretched out a finger to touch the top of the cat's head to help it comb its hair.

Qiu Xing: "..."

What a fool!Qiu Xing thought angrily, wishing to remind him directly.

But no, she is playing an ordinary cat now, and she cannot speak human words.

So Fu Hongxue saw that Maomao's eyes were wide open, and it opened its mouth to show its sharp teeth, exhaling, and also excitedly purring for a while, as if exhaling fragrance.

This made Fu Hongxue feel as if he had been insulted by a cat.

He froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

The cat tilted its head instantly as if frightened.

Because Fu Hongxue is really a person who rarely smiles.

His face is always pale, always as cold as the snow on the top of a distant mountain, his eyes are always cold, as if there is nothing in this world that can make him happy.

And the fact is that, after Hua Baifeng's 19 years of brainwashing and abuse, he has long believed that he is not worthy of happiness at all, and that happiness is something that he should be ashamed of.

At this moment, he suddenly smiled, it was a complete, sincere and comfortable smile.

Fu Hongxue said softly: "I'm not smart, I don't understand what you mean, don't scold me, okay?"

... so good.

Qiu Xing tilted his head, put his chin on Fu Hongxue's hand, and rubbed it.

Fu Hongxue said again: "You want me to scratch your chin?"

Qiu Xing rubbed her hands again, expressing her approval.

Fu Hongxue dutifully began to scratch Mao Mao's chin. His smile was restrained, but it was not cold, but a very serious expression, as if he was not petting the cat, but doing something very important. Very fine work as well.

Qiu Xing made a "snurling" sound, expressing his satisfaction.

She thought with satisfaction: Well, my eyesight is really good, it would be perfect for this person to be my slave!Fu Hongxue, don't worry, we will be together happily one day sooner or later!When the time comes, I ask you to grind my nails and you grind my nails, and if I ask you to scratch my chin, you just scratch my chin!

Probably because the determination in her eyes was too obvious, Fu Hongxue's movement of scratching her chin also paused strangely.

Fu Hongxue: "..."

In the end, he still felt that he was thinking too much, so he continued to serve the cat master wholeheartedly.

This is the rare time he has felt relaxed and happy in so many years.

After tickling the cat owner happily, the white cat finally jumped off him contentedly, nestled up beside him, and was about to go to sleep. After Fu Hongxue looked at the cat for a while, he suddenly put his arms around it, and closed his eyes to get ready to sleep. rest.

But the next morning, when he opened his eyes, the cat had disappeared, only a dried salted fish lay on the ground.

Fu Hongxue: "..."

Why does it feel like this salted fish is so prostitute?

He stared at the dried salted fish with a strange expression, only feeling an indescribable weirdness and an indescribable sense of perversion.He moved, trying to get up from the couch, but suddenly there was a slight sore pain in his chest.

That cat must have weighed at least a dozen catties.

Fu Hongxue frowned, then shook his head helplessly.

It is indeed very similar to the meow that Fu Hongxue raised when he was a child, but he thought about it, the lifespan of a cat is only about ten years, and if the cat is still alive, it is already very old. What about vitality?

Thinking of Miaomiao, his eyes couldn't help but dim for a moment.

In any case, the encounter with that beautiful white cat was just an episode, a dream that brought him back to his childhood in a trance, and when he woke up from this dream, he was still facing a border town full of yellow sand.

... His reason for living is still only revenge.

Even in the relaxed and happy time yesterday, at this moment he has begun to regret, and began to hate himself for escaping the fate of revenge for a moment.

His originally loose face turned cold again, as if he had changed from a living person to a cold sculpture again.

He was sitting in the house, when he heard someone knock on the door.

Fu Hongxue slowly raised his head and looked towards the small door. The shadows left by the people outside the door blocked the sunlight coming in from the bottom of the small door.

The man said: "Miss Qiujiu, please go through the door and tell me."

Fu Hongxue said, "When?"

The man said: "Tonight."

Fu Hongxue did not speak.

The person at the door could not hear his answer, but he was sure that he would come, so he left.

And Fu Hongxue will indeed come.

Evening, Unknown Pavilion

Although Wuming Pavilion is located in this poor border town, the food and drinks here are not inferior to those in the capital.People from Wanmatang also like to come here to eat and drink.

Tonight is no exception.

It was cold outside, but it was very bright and lively inside. There were many people drinking and drinking here, including the two female relatives of Wanmatang—Ma Fangling, Ma Kongqun's daughter, and Shen Sanniang, Ma Kongqun's concubine.

Ma Fangling is a gorgeous girl, dressed in red, and has a very pompous personality; Shen Sanniang is as gentle as water and elegant.During the day, they came to the city together to buy new materials to make clothes, and at night, they naturally came to the Wuming Pavilion to eat wine.

Fu Hongxue walked in with his head slightly lowered.

Shen Sanniang caught a glimpse of him from the corner of her eye, and her face suddenly changed.

Shen Sanniang was ordered by Hua Baifeng to serve Fu Hongxue in the small house in Bird Clothes Lane last night, but Fu Hongxue didn't accept him and saw her face.

Her identity is Ma Kongqun's concubine, if what happened last night is exposed, she will no longer be able to live.

Fu Hongxue raised his head, and his eyes indifferently slid across the faces of everyone in the room. When he saw Shen Sanniang, his eyes didn't stop at all, as if this was just a stranger.

Shen Sanniang secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing Fu Hongxue coming, Cui Nong came over and said with a smile, "The upper room is vacant today, you can live in it."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but hand him a small wooden sign with the words "Tianzi No. [-] Room" written on it.

Fu Hongxue went straight up to the second floor without saying a word.

Qiuxing was in room No. [-] in Tianzi.

She was wearing a pure white dress, the material looked as soft as a cloud, her jet-black hair was loosely tied into a bun, she was lazily lying on the recliner and shaking, her pair of beautiful green eyes Squinting up, there is a kind of sleepy, half-awake look.There are cat's eye green earrings hanging on her ears, shaking slightly with the "creaking" of the recliner.

This is a completely relaxed beauty, as if nothing in this world is worth her tension.

When Fu Hongxue opened the door and came in, he saw such a scene.

He only glanced at Qiu Xing, then moved his gaze away without a trace, and turned to stare at the armrest of the recliner. Qiu Xing's hand clasped the armrest. For some reason, Fu Hongxue remembered that he left salted fish for him in the morning. Dry the tail of the big cat.

Light, soft, and lazy.

But unlike the cute cat, this cat-like woman is really vicious.

Fu Hongxue stood still, and said coldly, "You look for me."

Qiu Xing raised his head and smiled, "Yes."

Fu Hongxue said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

Qiu Xing said, "You should kill someone today."

Her voice was still very soft, and her tone was very flat, as if she wasn't saying anything terrible at all.

Fu Hongxue's eyes turned cold in an instant.

His pale face suddenly became even paler, as if he had already become luminous, his lips were also completely pale, without a trace of blood, only those eyes, those shiny black eyes were fixed on Qiu Xing, Like sparks bursting out from a lone star, this pale young man suddenly appeared a little bit in danger of madness.

Yes, dangerous.

He has never been an obedient and calm person. On the contrary, he is always easily agitated and easily angry. A fledgling young man is already arrogant and can hardly bear being dominated and insulted by others.

Although he agreed to cooperate with Qiu Xing, it didn't mean that he would bow down to her.

He stared at Qiu Xing, as if he wanted to see something on her face, but Qiu Xing was completely relaxed under the young man's oppression, not even a single finger tensed up.

She smiled and said, "Don't you just ask me who I want you to kill?"

Fu Hongxue said coldly, "Who?"

Qiu Xing said: "Gongsun Duan."

Gongsun Duan was Ma Kongqun's right-hand man, and in Wanmatang he was under one person and above ten thousand people. Before Fu Hongxue came here, he was clear about this matter.

But Gongsun Duan is still a stranger to him.

He said coldly: "I only kill those who deserve to be killed."

Qiu Xing said slowly, "He is the one to be damned."

Fu Hongxue said, "You shouldn't have asked me to kill people."

Qiu Xing said, "Why?"

Fu Hongxue said coldly: "Because whether I kill or not, you don't count."

Qiu Xing opened his eyes and glanced at Fu Hongxue.

He was also looking at her, his mouth was tightly pursed, and his back was straight.

It was always difficult for a cripple to maintain his dignity and dignity, but Fu Hongxue's back seemed to be always straight and never bent. When this young man stood in the wind and sand in the border town, it was as sharp and straight as a javelin.

But he is really too young, people who are too young always have weaknesses, and as long as this weakness is identified, it seems that it can be easily broken.

Qiu Xing stood up, and seemed to be a little confused: "Why can't I count what I said?"

Fu Hongxue: "..."

He frowned, as if he didn't expect such a self-centered woman to exist in this world.

Qiu Xing tilted her head to look at him, her emerald green eyes were really full of doubts, she was born extremely beautiful, when she tilted her head to look at people like this, her jet-black soft hair poured down and nestled in her white between the necks.

Her neck was very slender, as if it would break if someone pinched it.

This inadvertently exposed, beautiful frailty formed a stark contrast with her overbearing and lively character. For some reason, Fu Hongxue felt a strange feeling in her heart, as if she had spied some secret. , It seems that some cruel and destructive thoughts have arisen.

Fu Hongxue's fingers suddenly twitched uncontrollably, and he turned his head away, refusing to look at Qiuxing again.

Qiuxing suddenly smiled.

She said: "You really are a very honest child."

Fu Hongxue was stuck in place, without even the slightest reaction.

Qiu Xing said: "Actually, if you don't agree to my request, you can just leave, but why do you still stay here? Are you afraid that I will be angry? Or... Actually, you don't think it's okay to kill for me, you just need What should I reward you with?"

Every time she said a word, she took a step forward, and by the time she finished speaking, she was already very close to Fu Hongxue.

Fu Hongxue still didn't move, his whole body was stiff, and he almost didn't know what to do. Qiu Xing's lovely scent reminiscent of clouds lingered around him a few times, like a strange net, entrapping him in the air. inside.He sniffed his nose suddenly, and on the tip of his nose, a little sweat broke out again.

Qiu Xing turned a blind eye to this, and instead said as if talking to himself: "Well...then how about rewarding you?"

...she was serious!

Her breath was as soft as a cloud and as warm as a cloud.

The veins on Fu Hongxue's neck suddenly bulged one by one, as if he was enduring some whipping that ordinary people could not bear. He suddenly exhaled a long breath and forced himself to calm down——

Fu Hongxue said shyly, "I never asked you—"

Qiu Xing suddenly said, "Then I'll give you this!"

Then, she suddenly grabbed Fu Hongxue's hand and stuffed something into that hand.

Fu Hongxue was taken aback for a moment, then looked down.

A ball of wool.

Fu Hongxue: "..."

He couldn't breathe suddenly and almost choked.

Qiuxing laughed out loud.

... She was playing tricks on herself again.

Fu Hongxue thought belatedly.

But for some reason, he didn't feel angry at all. He lowered his head and pinched the ball of wool. This ball of wool was as soft and delicate as her temperament, and it made people want to pinch it once. Second time.

He suddenly asked: "Who is Gongsun Duan?"

Just as Qiu Xing stopped laughing, he paused for a while before saying, "Damn it."

Fu Hongxue said: "If he really deserves to die, I will kill him."

Having said that, he turned and walked away.

No one thought that the time to kill would come so quickly.

When Fu Hongxue came down from upstairs, he suddenly heard screams of terror.

In the room where the cups were exchanged, all the people suddenly ran away. There was a man as tall and mighty as a mountain. This man was dressed in hard clothes, with a treasured sword pinned to his waist.

He was beating people, he was not using a knife, he was just beating people with his fists and legs.

The person he beat up was Shen Sanniang.

This mountain-like man is none other than Gongsun Duan, his face is as red as the sun, his nostrils are puffing like an angry bull, his body smells of alcohol, as if he just got drunk and rushed to this place Come play wild.

Shen Sanniang is a beautiful woman, even if she knows kung fu, she is not good at it, how can she beat this person, she was hit in the abdomen by a punch, she rolled out, clutching the wound in convulsions, trembling with pain, even I couldn't even utter a cry of pain.

Gongsun Duan shouted: "Last night, where did you go!"

Shen Sanniang remained silent.

Gongsun Duan's eyes were red, and he walked over again, intending to fight again.

On the back of Fu Hongxue's hand holding the knife, blue veins had already protruded.

He said coldly: "Stop."

——He doesn't like Shen Sanniang, and he has no real relationship with her.

But in this world, there was no need for any special reason to rescue a woman who was beaten.

Gongsun Duan raised his head and met Fu Hongxue's eyes.

Red is the red of anger, and black is the cold fire of burning.

Gongsun Duan said angrily: "Boy, are you courting death?"

Fu Hongxue said coldly: "I'm not looking for death, I'm telling you to stop."

His voice is like a cold spring that can chill people's hearts.

For some reason, Gongsun Duan felt the danger, but it was this instinctive reaction that made him angry instead.

He suddenly laughed out of courage and said, "Are you Qiujiu's dog? Tell your master to come out, I will definitely kill her bitch today!"

All the muscles in Fu Hongxue's body had bulged, but the hand holding the knife was still as firm as a rock.

Fu Hongxue said, "Are you Gongsun Duan?"

Gongsun Duan's voice was like thunder: "If you are afraid, you should kneel in front of Grandpa Gongsun and beg for mercy!"

Fu Hongxue's visit to the border town was too short, and this was the first time he had seen Wanmatang's behavior.

Gongsun Duan is Ma Kongqun's second-in-command, but he can openly beat Ma Kongqun's concubine here, and even clamored to kill Qiu Xing, which is enough to prove his cruelty and domineering.

Fu Hongxue suddenly remembered what Qiu Xing said yesterday.

She said: "Is this Wanmatang some kind of treasure that cannot be destroyed?"

Although Wanmatang is Ma Kongqun's painstaking effort, it is a domineering and cruel organization. Regardless of whether Ma Kongqun is his enemy or not, at least this Gongsun Duan is indeed a damned person.

Fu Hongxue stared at Gongsun Duan coldly, and said word by word: "Qiu Xing is a good person."

Gongsun Duan laughed loudly, full of pride: "It's a pity, she will soon become a deadly good person!"

Fu Hongxue said again: "It's you who should be damned."

Gongsun Duan shouted angrily: "Pull out your sword!"

Fu Hongxue's right hand was lightly placed on the handle of the knife. He looked coldly at Gongsun Duan, who was as angry as a bull, and suddenly showed a disdainful and mocking expression on his face, as if he had already seen the man's anger. The color is fierce and internal.

Gongsun Duan was furious, and drew his saber. The precious saber made of fine steel shone with a cold light, and slashed down on Fu Hongxue's head, as if it had a weight of ten thousand pounds——

Fu Hongxue lowered his eyes.

Draw the knife, close the knife, only in a moment.

The cold light is only at this moment.

Gongsun Duan stopped, suddenly a little red appeared on his neck, and then the bright red slowly stretched, turning into a line of blood, running along his neck and across his chest.

Fu Hongxue took out his saber, and with just one blow, he had split Gongsun Duan's chest, just like killing a sheep, it was so easy.

A cloud of blood sprayed out suddenly, filling the air with the smell of blood. Gongsun Duan fell down like a mountain, making a loud noise.

It seemed too easy for Fu Hongxue to kill someone.

But at this moment, his face was completely pale, his eye sockets were red, his teeth were clenched tightly, his muscles were tense, and there was a pained look on his face, as if he was about to vomit or go crazy.

...that's what it's like to kill.

The screams from the person, the sticky blood, the strong smell of blood...and the feeling of the knife splitting the body, all of these made Fu Hongxue uncomfortable...very uncomfortable.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and even the muscles on his face couldn't help twitching.

He was standing on the stairs, but suddenly, his body swayed, as if he couldn't stand still, he grabbed the wooden handrail, the knuckles of his pale hands were raised.He tried to go down a flight of stairs, trying to get out of here with dignity...

He suddenly rolled down the stairs, his body suddenly twitched uncontrollably, one of his hands tightly grabbed the skirt of his clothes, as if telling himself: Calm down, calm down!

A pure white dress suddenly appeared in his line of sight. Fu Hongxue raised his head covered in cold sweat and saw Qiu Xing's beautiful face. A strong sense of shame suddenly hit him, making him want to die in pain.

He shouted frantically: "Go away! Go away! Don't look at me...don't look at me..."

At the end, the tone was almost pleading.