Immortal sword edge

The matter of Baoxian Mountain didn't waste Ling Xiao's time, and he didn't even need to do it himself. It only needed a message and a dagger stuck in the county magistrate's bedside to handle it easily.

Sure enough, in less than half a month, countless officers and soldiers surrounded Baoxian Mountain. When swords and soldiers met, countless gangsters fell to the ground, blood flowed into rivers, and the beautiful Baoxian Mountain became a hell on earth. Roaring at night.

Fortunately, there was a civil strife in the village not long ago. After the internal strife, the strength of the entire village has been greatly reduced, and it has not recovered. This has made the officers and soldiers' encirclement and suppression much smoother. No matter how many officers and soldiers there are, there will still be a heavy price to pay, which is one of the reasons why successive officials are reluctant to take care of this matter.

It's a pity that this county magistrate met Ling Xiao. Facing the naked threat to his life, everything was just a cloud. No matter how important an official hat is, it is not as important as the brain!After all, a person has only one life, and if he loses his life, he loses everything.

At this moment, the county magistrate, who is as timid as a mouse, even sleeps in fear, may never have thought that this bandit suppression operation would become a meritorious service for his promotion in the future. The county magistrate who took a step forward finally got a chance to climb up in his later years, so gratifying!

Therefore, it is said that misfortunes depend on blessings and disasters subdue them. Until the last moment, no one knows what the fate of life will be like.

More than a month later, people from Baiyun City took Ye Gucheng back. When parting, Xiao Ximen was very reluctant, and Ye Gucheng was also a little sad. He repeatedly promised to write to him, and made Ling Xiao promise to bring him Little Axue went to Baiyun City to see him, and only then walked away without looking back.

Ling Xiao's promise was naturally a lie to him. For a fox, lying and deceiving people is only natural!

Of course, there was a reason why he didn't want to take Axue to Baiyun City. Although Ye Fengdao was fooled by him—no, it couldn't be said to be a fool, after all, he never said that Axue was a girl, but in order to avoid any troubles, , He never thought of letting him meet Ah Xue.As for Ye Gucheng, he had already hinted to him that in front of his father, he would never tell that Axue was a boy.

Anyway, Ye Fengdao's lifespan is not long, and he will not have a good few years to live. He can't be the one who beats the mandarin ducks, and he won't give him this chance.Compared to him, he was more worried about another father.

After sending Ye Gucheng away, the master and apprentice moved.

The new home is a large and beautiful manor named Wanmei Villa, and the inside is exactly like the name, full of thousands of plum trees.

It was late autumn at this time, the fallen leaves were falling, the plum trees were bare, and the twisted branches stretched out to the sky.Fortunately, it is broad daylight now. If it was night, seeing this scene suddenly would be shocking.

Ling Xiao took Xiao Ximen by the hand, pointed at the magnificent scene in front of him, and said, "This is a birthday present I gave you in advance, do you like it?"

Little Ximen nodded first, then his complexion darkened as if he had thought of something.

Ling Xiao squatted down and asked, "What's the matter? Are you unhappy?"

Little Ximen stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around his neck. Such a childlike act of coquettishness is rarely done now that he is growing up, but this occasional Ling Xiao is still very useful, and he is willing to pamper him. with him.

He stretched out his long arms, exerted a little force, held his buttocks with his right hand, and hugged the child's delicate body in his arms.

Ling Xiao patted him on the back lightly, like stroking a docile cat, and said with a smile on his lips: "Tell Master if you have anything to do, Master will help you!"

Little Ximen nestled on his neck, and said in a low tone: "I was thinking, it would be great if little fat man and mother-in-law could live here with us."

Does he still remember them?I have to say that Ling Xiao was a little surprised. Whether it was the sword god in various film and television books, or the ruthlessness inherited from Yu Luocha, he didn't look like a person who valued love.

Just a childhood playmate, he thought he would forget it soon.

Maybe my perception of him is a little bit off?If he was ruthless, facing Lu Xiaofeng who was always in trouble, he would not help him again and again; if he was ruthless, he would not like Sun Xiuqing, let alone delay the day of the decisive battle for her.

He almost forgot that he was called a sword god, but he is not a real god after all. He is different from himself. The immortal is merciful but indifferent, the world is unkind, and he regards everything as a dog. He still can't do it as a god queen, let alone now that he has never grown up!

Although he was raised by himself, but he is completely opposite to him.After living for tens of millions of years, although he always has a dimpled smile and a friendly smile, he knows exactly how cold his heart is.But this child is completely opposite to him, no matter how cold and terrifying his eyes are, his heart is always hot, maybe not so hot, but for those he recognizes, he is definitely protected under his wings.

Ling Xiao hugged him, sat on the stone bench under the plum tree, thought for a while before slowly saying: "In this world, everyone has their own predetermined destiny, and no one can change it. In the future, whether it is sorrow, joy, calamity or others, he must bear it alone, and no one can help him."

Little Ximen moved his body and snorted: "I don't believe in fate!"

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Oh?!"

Little Ximen raised his chin, "Fate is in my hands! When I grow up, I will become the strongest person in the world. No one can do anything to me, not even the so-called fate!"

As expected of the future sword god!Ling Xiao pinched his chin and said with a smile: "Master is waiting for that day!"

Little Simon nodded seriously.

At this time, the autumn wind was blowing, and a huge white shadow rushed towards Xiaoximen. Seeing that her petite body was about to be crushed by Mount Tai, she lightly blocked the oncoming white wolf with one arm. .

The long and slender index finger nails were neatly trimmed, shiny and white, and they were lightly pressed against its forehead, but this ferocious beast did not dare to take a step forward.

The white wolf whimpered softly, moved his furry head forward, and rubbed the child's limp body affectionately.

Little Ximen climbed down from Ling Xiao's lap, and patted White Wolf's pointed ears with his little hand.The white wolf stuck out his tongue and licked the opponent's little hand, then curled up his hind legs, landed on his buttocks, and sat up straight.

Xiao Ximen nodded in satisfaction, raised his bright black eyes, and looked at the woman who appeared with the white wolf.

That is a woman like a red plum!

The goal is a piece of fiery red, fiery red gauze, fiery red skirt, lightly pulled hair, and a red jade hairpin in the shape of plum blossoms inserted obliquely.

She is as cold and arrogant as a plum, and as hot as a fire, but the two contradictory temperaments have been perfectly integrated in him!

When she walked over, a kind of elegant plum fragrance also wafted over.

"Is this the young master?" She smiled, her deep voice was not particularly soft, but slightly hoarse, "My name is Han Shuying, you can call me Ahan, or you can call me Shuying."

"Shu Ying?" Xiao Ximen looked at his master suspiciously.

Ling Xiao got up, walked over and took his hand and said, "I invited Shuying to take care of your daily life, and she is also the housekeeper of Wanmei Villa. You can find her if you have anything to do when I'm not here."

Xiao Ximen carefully looked at the woman in front of him, and nodded obediently after a long time.

In this way, there was another woman in Ximen's life. Although this woman was only his housekeeper and maid in name, the role she played was more like a sister or a mother, always tolerant and caring for him.

In winter, the plum blossoms in the villa are in full bloom.

The red, white and white plum blossoms are layered on top of each other, and you can't see the edge at a glance. Such a scene can be called a magnificent scene.

Rao, Xiao Ximen had already been mentally prepared, and was still quite shocked, but he liked this kind of scenery very much, and it was from that day that he fell in love with plum blossoms.

When the first snow fell this winter, a long brocade box and a letter were delivered to Wanmei Villa.

Little Ximen nestled in the warm belly of the white wolf and laughed heartily.

The letter in his hand is not very long, just two pages. Ye Gucheng is not a talkative person. In the letter, he simply talked about some trivial things he encountered in his life and his understanding of kendo in the past few months. Shen Wu, finally introduced the gift he gave him with a few strokes.

Long sword with black scabbard, the sharpest weapon in the world, the blade is three feet seven, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels.As soon as it was unsheathed, a gust of cold air came from the forest.

This is a real sword!

The appearance is simple and unpretentious, but he likes it very much.

The weight of the long sword was a bit heavy for him, holding it in his arms was not much lower than his stature, but he believed that in a few years, when he grew up a bit, he would be able to become its real master.

The wind whistled, snowflakes fluttered outside the window, piled up on the branches, the light in the room gradually dimmed, only the burning charcoal fire gave off a purple halo.

The white wolf lay quietly on the carpet, motionless, with its back slightly arched, protectively encircling the sleeping child in its arms.

Suddenly, the white wolf suddenly raised his head, a pair of faint green eyes vigilantly looked at the person who pushed the door, his white fangs bared slightly, and a threatening growl came out of his throat.

【Quiet! ] A low, not heavy, sound suddenly exploded in its head, and it almost jumped up in shock, but after noticing the steady breathing of the child in its arms, it forcibly held back, only a pair of dark green His eyes looked at the woman in front of him suspiciously.

Han Shuying took a fluffy blanket from the bed, and gently covered the sleeping child.

When she saw the black scabbard sword in his arms, she raised the corners of her lips in a funny way, thought about it, and let him go.After getting along with each other for several months, she was very aware of this young master's obsession with the sword.

The fiery red skirt dragged across the ground, before the woman left, she patted White Wolf on the head and said: [Be good, take care of him! 】

The white wolf lowered his head and let out a pitiful whine.

It is snowing heavily outside, but the interior is warm and quiet, and the years are quiet and beautiful.

The author has something to say:

I'm going to grow up tomorrow, and I'm going to start to unfold, oh oh oh oh~

Comrades, stand up to quack~~