Sword Cultivation Behavior Map [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

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Yu Luocha, a man of the generation, the uncrowned king of the Western Regions, and the leader of the Demon Cult who can set off a bloody storm with just raising his hand.

May I ask, what is the saddest thing about such a character?Is it because he has a beloved son but cannot disclose his true identity for safety?Or is it that he clearly cares about his beloved son but can only visit with a disguise and cannot recognize him?

No, neither.The saddest thing is that after all the above happened, he, Yu Luocha, a well-known figure in the world, was actually beaten by his elder brother.

Moreover, it was still a punch in the nose.The horrifying human nature brought about by the unbearable hit made him stagger for a while, blood was flowing, even if he covered his nose, he couldn't stop the rushing nosebleed, gushing out like two waterfalls, whoosh It passed through the layers of fog and slid down to the ground.

Chuuxue, who woke up startled, was satisfied, Brother Jun, who escaped, was terrified, and the only injured father, Yu's face was contorted in pain.

Father Yu was in pain, not only because of the pain in the face caused by Chuuxue's unreserved strength, but also in the heart.

Father Yu knew that without the status of father and son at this level, with his reckless actions and Chuuxue's righteous views, the two of them might eventually draw their swords against each other.

What will it be like then?Could it be that he has grown into the world's top master?Father Yu has done a lot of imagination, thinking about the appearance of blowing snow upright, the scene of flying sand and rocks, and the fateful life-and-death confrontation between their father and son.

However, he never imagined that there were no vigorous scenes, nor the chilling of swords and swords, but only the dark and silent night and gushing nosebleeds.

What's even more suffocating is that their first time was not in the forest, not in the desert, or in any place where they competed, but in Fubuki's room, where there was another person lying on the bed.

God, how could this be?This is not the father-son duel he imagined.

Daddy Yu was withered, Daddy Yu was so withered that his whole body exuded a deep sorrow, and even the mist that had been floating on his face began to fluctuate.

But even so, he still maintains his personality as the leader of the Demon Cult.He only heard him smile evilly, and put down his hands casually, as if what he was holding was not bright red blood but snow.

"Ximen Chuuxue." There was a smile in his voice, but it was a cold and murderous smile, and he said, "Very well, I remember you."

Ah, what a wicked, unruly and domineering tone.

Although he couldn't see his expression, just that voice and that seemingly casual and unrestrained figure were enough for Brother Jun to bring back the figure of Uncle Huang in his memory. A stubborn figure with a disdainful face.

Come to think of it, Wuxia Yu's father must have narrowed his dangerous eyes slightly, and one corner of his mouth was tilted up, smiling.

Ah, what a familiar scene, what a familiar gesture.It's so familiar that it evokes the memories of Brother Jun's childhood, and his hands are starting to itch a little.

Father Yu, who was the person involved, didn't realize how his actions had aroused a young boy's reflection, and he was still trying to maintain the dignity of the Xiemei leader to his blowing snow.

Perhaps, he was trying to divert Fuxue's attention, so as to cover up his perverted father's behavior of sneaking into Fuxue's room in the middle of the night to watch people sleep.

However, it is of no use.

Fubuki doesn't like this at all.He just watched Father Yu's performance quietly, without any fluctuations in his heart, and even a little sleepy.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand, his annoying father usually just acted in front of him, why he came here to show the mystery of being the leader when he was supposed to be sleeping.

Chuuxue knew that Yu Luocha in Jianghu was a person full of secrets, and this kind of secret made him full of charm.Countless people therefore respect him, fear him, and follow him.But what does this have to do with blowing snow?

Chuuxue is not the kind of man who is obsessed with strength and loves mystery, he is just an ordinary swordsman who only believes in himself.

So, in the silent atmosphere where the three of them stood looking at each other, Chuuxue suddenly called out his father's name, "Yu Luocha."

Father Yu paused, then raised his handsome eyebrows, although no one could see it.

"Oh?" He smiled evilly again, "You know me?"

This is simply nonsense.Fuxue didn't want to talk to him at all. If it wasn't for this guy who sneaked in in the middle of the night and was caught, Fuxue would never want to call his name in his life.

Chuuxue didn't speak, but just took a deep look at his scumbag father, then reached out and fumbled in the sleeve of Jun Ge's jacket.

Chuuxue had already discovered that Ah Jun's white sleeves had nothing to do with his robe.As long as he wants, his universe can appear anywhere on his body, even the underwear that sticks to the flesh.

However, the action of taking out his inner clothes is too intimate for those who don't know it. Father Yu's heart aches when he sees it, and he can't wait to cut Brother Jun into pieces with his eyes.

The innocent brother Jun didn't know why he was being targeted. He was just a tool man who stuffed things, and it was just a human-shaped treasure bag. It was obviously Chuuxue who took the initiative.

In his heart, only the older father Yu didn't care. In his heart, his older son was always so pure. Even if he spontaneously committed such unmasculine behavior, it must be seduced by others.

That's right, all of this is the seduction of the damned scheming dog Gu Jun.

The young Chuuxue didn't know that his good brother and his old father were staring at each other. He lifted his quilt and floated in front of Father Yu, and stretched out his hand.

As a chaotic and neutral man, in the past, when Yu Luocha saw him, he either shivered and respectful or shouted to kill. How could there be such a peaceful scene like Chuuxue?

He looked at the snow-white jade-like hands, oh, there were two handkerchiefs in his hands, and he couldn't help making a question mark.

Seeing that he was not moving, Chuuxue looked into his eyes again and again.It's a pity that Father Yu is not a swordsman, and he can't easily break through the deep ice in Fuxue's beautiful eyes like Brother Jun, and understand the deep meaning hidden deep under the ice.

In Father Yu's eyes, Chuuxue's eyes are so calm, just like the calm and deep water in the pool in late autumn, so that Father Yu dare not act rashly.

So, Father Yu looked at his Fuxue vigilantly, and Fuxue also looked at him expressionlessly.Everything was so sudden, and suddenly the father and son looked at each other silently, and the air fell into a suffocating silence.

Junge, who was watching, pulled up the quilt that was thrown off by Chuuxue, and silently wrapped it around his body.

It's so cold.Brother Jun thought to himself, when are they going to see it?

Maybe Chuuxue also felt very cold, after the father and son looked at each other for a long time, he finally moved.

He withdrew his hand.

What does Fuxue want to do?For a while, Father Yu was even more vigilant.

He loves his son so much that he has paved the way for Fuxue's future since he was born.But he is also a master of a generation, a dignified martial arts master, even if his opponent is the beloved Fubuki, he will not surrender.What's more, in Fuxue's eyes, they were still strangers.

Father Yu seemed to be standing casually, but his muscles were already tense, and he was ready to fight at any time.He was waiting, waiting for his blowing snow and drawing his sword.

Then, no.

Fubuki sighed slowly, as if helpless and relieved after making up his mind.

"It's late, don't make trouble anymore." He lowered his head and twisted the handkerchief in his hand, "Father."

What?Father!Father Yu's body was shocked, and he froze on the spot.

Fubuki was waiting for this moment.Although he has never been out of the rivers and lakes, he has heard of Yu Luocha's reputation for a long time, and he also knows that his father, who is a top martial arts master, is so powerful. Suddenly distracted.

It's now!

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Chuuxue started to work left and right with the momentum of thunder, and with a swish, he popped out his hands through the black mist on Father Yu's face, and precisely poked the handkerchief into Father Yu's nostrils.

"I have endured you for a long time." Fuxue said ruthlessly, "Your blood has been dripping."

"Go, wipe the blood off the ground."

"immediately."

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Fubuki, a domineering and cleanliness swordsman.

He really couldn't bear the slightest filth in his beloved room.Even though, it was the nosebleed left by my father.

Whoever left it must be cleaned up for him.

Even the leader of the demon sect who is calling the wind and rain outside has to be cleaned up for him personally.

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Yu Luocha, a demon cult man who can make countless martial artists tremble just by saying his name.

His personality is so arrogant and unruly, and his martial arts are so powerful.But no matter how invincible he is outside, he has to let go of his arrogance when facing his own son, the arrogance of being cleaned by a big boy.

Daddy Yu, he couldn't stop his nosebleed, he was really in a mess.

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Brother Jun, who was ordered by Chuuxue to guard the door, was puzzled: So, why didn't he click the hemostasis point?

Fubuki, the overseer hugging his chest, was calm: Probably, it's because he's been a little crazy lately.His tendons are a bit disorganized, and the hemostasis point is probably useless.

Daddy Yu, who had been cleaned up with his head pressed, suddenly raised his head and looked at his beloved son in shock.

Ah, you know this?

Fuxue, besides being a father, how much do you know?

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Fubuki: Oh, not much, just everything about Jade Rakshasa.

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Chuuxue, a man who never leaves home but knows the famous Jade Rakshasa like the back of his hand.

He didn't even need to spend a little effort, and he didn't need to tell Ah Fu.

For some unknown reason, since the first seed he found in the mountains germinated at the age of six, he can understand the voices of small animals.

Especially the Sparrow family who always gossip about the world and gossip on the tree where he practiced swords, and worship Yu Luocha very much.

Those sparrows were really annoying, so annoying that no matter what it was related to Jade Rakshasa, they would babble on top of his head every time.

Really annoying.Every time I practice swords and swords in Meilin, I feel troubled in my heart.He wasn't interested in Yu Luocha, and he didn't want to know how many times the annoying old man went to the toilet a day.

He didn't want to, really not at all.