Immortal sword edge

The weather is fine, the autumn air is crisp, today is a rare good weather.

Tang Mu moved out a sheet early in the morning, and then took Ximen Chuuxue out to bask in the sun.

Since he put Ximen Chuuxue under house arrest, he has never been allowed to go out, which made his already pale complexion even more white and transparent, like the ice and snow on the distant mountains.

This made him very worried, for fear that sooner or later he would get sick if he didn't see the sun, so he wanted to let him enjoy the sun and enjoy the sun.

Looking at his slightly flushed face under the sunlight, he felt that such an idea could not be more correct, and his mood, which had been gloomy for the past few days, also slightly improved.

He entered the room, brought a soft blanket, covered him lightly, then smoothed his hair that was blown by the wind, and said softly: "The wind is blowing, your body is not as good as before, Be careful, otherwise it will be bad if you get sick."

Ximen Chuuxue remained silent. He hadn't spoken to him since he was brought to this courtyard. Those black eyes, like black stones, were devoid of anger or hatred. They were staring at him with black pupils. Among them, he was no longer there.

Only then did Tang Mu understand that the real revenge against a person is not hating, not beating and scolding, let alone killing him with a sword, but ignoring, completely ignoring!In his eyes, you are no different from a puddle of mud on the ground, a grass by the roadside, or a speck of dust in the air!This is the most ruthless revenge for murder without blood!

Obviously you are wrong, right? !It's you who's sorry for me first!Why ignore me, why ignore me!

There was a ferocious beast screaming desperately in his heart, and his eyes were stained with blood, but all the anger disappeared when he saw the sickness between his brows and the slender silvery white between his limbs.

No matter what, you can finally be obediently by my side, you won't lie to me anymore, you won't hide anything from me, and you can't like others anymore.

Thinking this way, the roaring beast in his heart was locked up again by him. He leaned forward, kissed his forehead softly, and said softly: "If you like it, I will take you out to bask in the sun every day from now on. OK?"

Of course there was no answer, Tang Mu did not lose his temper, but continued: "Are you hungry? I saw that you didn't eat much this morning. You must be hungry now. I'll go get you some snacks. I know you like it. When I was a child That’s it, it hasn’t changed at all when you grow up.” After a pause, he continued: “How about I make some for you myself, just like the time at Wanmei Villa, I remember you liked it very much... ..”

Then, he tucked the blanket for him, said softly "Wait for me!", and left in a flash.

The autumn wind gradually picked up, blowing the jet-black hair, Ximen Chuuxue half leaned on the soft couch, motionless, if not for the slight ups and downs of his chest, and the occasional blinking of his eyes, it would almost make people think it was just a marble carved statue.

When Fei Ji came in, she saw such a scene.

She has heard many rumors about the owner of Wanmei Mountain Villa. It is said that he is withdrawn and aloof, always dressed in white, with a strangely shaped black sheathed sword hanging from his waist; He is admired and feared by countless people; he hates evil like hatred, goes out four times a year, fasts and bathes, and burns incense for three days, just to avenge a stranger; Ximen Chuixue blows blood, not snow, he is the target of the younger generation!

But apart from when she was a child, she only saw him twice. Once when he just moved into this manor, Tang Mu gently hugged the sleeping man out of the carriage. Jewel, one more time is now.

The indifferent man in white sat quietly, with a icy appearance and a snowy appearance, as if he would melt at any moment under the warm sunlight.

Fei Ji's eyes were complicated, of course she saw the silver chain between the other's siblings, she never thought that Tang Mu would treat him like this, this is definitely an insult to a man, especially a man with an extremely proud temperament!

Naturally, Ximen Chuuxue saw the woman who came in, he knew who she was, and the woman's charming face still vaguely remnants of childhood shadows, but he had no intention of recognizing each other, nor did he have the desire to say hello, as if he really turned into a statue.

Fei Ji walked over slowly and stood directly opposite him, casting a black shadow on him, she said: "He went to the kitchen to cook you food, I took the opportunity to sneak in, under normal circumstances, he No one is allowed to enter this courtyard."

Ximen Chuuxue was still silent, and Fei Ji didn't mind, she continued, "I can't stay long, so I'll just speak up if I have something to say, does the owner of Ximen want to leave?"

Ximen Chuuxue finally made a movement, her pitch-black eyes rolled slightly, and shot straight at Fei Ji, the air was stagnant, and she was startled into a cold sweat by a person who couldn't resist.

He spoke, his magnetic voice was slightly hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time, "Why?"

Although he asked a simple question, Fei Ji knew what he meant, and there was a hint of sadness on Xiuya's brows, she said: "Because if this continues, he will destroy you and himself." She bowed slightly Lower body, there are disgust, pity, sympathy, and deep jealousy in the charming eyes, "You have nothing to do with me, but he can't have an accident, absolutely not!"

Ximen Chuuxue is not dull, and he is not too insensitive to such clear and straightforward feelings. He lowered his eyes slightly, shook the chain on his hand, and said, "How are you going to let me go?"

Fei Ji said: "I have my own method, but the antidote for 'Tibetan Floating Fragrance' may be more difficult."

Ximen Chuuxue was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "I want a silver needle."

Fei Ji didn't understand his intention, but she nodded in agreement, after all, she tried to help him escape, let alone a mere silver needle.

Tang Mu will come back at any time, she can't stay for long, but before leaving, she said in a deep voice, "I promise to help you leave, but you must also promise me one thing, after you are free, you can't take revenge on the young master."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't immediately agree.

Fei Ji was in a hurry, "Although the young master imprisoned you, he didn't really hurt you. He, he just likes you. Unfortunately, he used the wrong method. Please don't argue with him." After a pause, she said again : "If the owner insists on revenge, then I can only let you stay here forever."

Ximen Chuuxue sneered, he has an aloof personality, he has always been soft and hard, let alone threatened by others, if it was before, he would have stabbed him with a sword, but now...

He closed his eyes, and finally said in a cold voice, "I won't kill him!"

I don't kill him, not because of your threat, not because of the unfavorable situation now, but because of the gentle and shy smile of the child he lost back then.

———————————————————————————————————————————————— —————

As we all know, Sikong Zhaixing, the King of Thieves, has very good lightness kungfu, very good, otherwise he would not have become the most famous thief in the world.

He leaped lightly, as fast as a flash of lightning, and you couldn't see his figure clearly when flying past you in broad daylight, but could only feel a gust of wind passing by; His head didn't move at all; he stepped on the mist like he was walking on flat ground, and even his shoes and socks were not wet at all.

He is proud of his miraculous stealing skills and unpredictable disguise, and at the same time he is also very satisfied with his lightness kung fu.

Gently crossing the wall, he stretched his limbs, closed his eyes slightly to feel the breeze blowing in front of him, and then shouted "Ye Gucheng!" The whole body flew off the string like an arrow and shot towards the window on the second floor.

Boom!The wooden window exploded suddenly, and an extremely bright sword light stabbed at him like lightning, without showing any mercy.

Sikong Zhaixing goes fast and retreats even faster!In the blink of an eye, it has landed in the yard.

The sharp sword tip rested quietly at the throat, and Sikong Zhaixing seemed to be able to feel the icy coldness coming from there.Swallowing with difficulty, he raised his hands high and shouted loudly: "The city lord is merciful. I really didn't mean it. I didn't know you were taking a shower. I didn't see anything. I came to deliver a letter to you!"

Ye Gucheng let out a cold snort, his face was ugly, now he was only wearing a white robe casually, a large area of ​​white skin was exposed, his jet-black hair was wet, and drops of water dripped down one by one.

Sikong Zhaixing suddenly blushed for some reason, he said coyly: "You, do you want to go get dressed first..."

"Letter!" Ye Gucheng said coldly.

"Ah?" Sikong Zhaixing was stunned subconsciously.

Ye Gucheng's face became even uglier, "Letter, bring it!"

"Oh." Sikong Zhaixing took out a plain letter from his arms, and handed it over tremblingly. There was no other way, the opponent's sword was still on his neck, and he didn't dare to disobey the slightest bit. Not happy, what to do with the same hole on him? !He hasn't lived enough, he hasn't married a beautiful wife and had a fat son, and he hasn't met his idol thief "Buddha Fox", he really doesn't want to die now!

Ye Gucheng took the letter from the other party, and then flicked his wrist to put the sword back into its sheath, Sikong Zaixing was obviously relieved.

"Tell Lu Xiaofeng," Ye Gucheng's voice sounded coldly, causing Sikong Zaixing to tremble in fright, "The dead Yutianbao is a fake!"

Huh?Sikong Zhaixing was a little puzzled, but Ye Gucheng had already turned around and left, obviously not going to explain to him, and he definitely didn't dare to follow up to ask clearly.

After Ximen Chuuxue, he also developed a fear of Ye Gucheng who was very similar to him. Sure enough, Bingshan facial paralysis was his nemesis!