The cannon fodder brother of the son of luck

Song Ningqing and Chao Sheng used Taohualuo's chopping wind sword technique.

It's just that everyone has their own understanding of this sword technique, Song Ningqing's is "tolerance", Chao Sheng's sword technique is "Gaotie".No matter what kind of sword power, as long as Song Ning Qingchao Sheng wields the sword, he will be swallowed by his boundless fierce aura.

The long swords intersected, and Chao Sheng repelled Song Ningqing again.Song Ningqing bit her lip tightly, and finally gave up the sword in her right hand and used the sword in her left hand instead.

"You're holding the old man's red token, right? He will take care of you as his sweetheart. It's just..."

Chao Sheng smiled, and frivolously pointed the tip of his sword at Song Ningqing's jaw.

"How can you become more powerful if you don't fight with others? Right, sweetheart?"

"I'm not a sweetheart."

Song Ning looked at Chao Sheng quietly, and when he saw the spiritual energy in Chao Sheng's body, he stepped back immediately, and raised Bai Hong with his left hand to stab Chao Sheng's sword-holding wrist.

Bai Hong's icy sword qi pierced the back of Chao Sheng's hand, Chao Sheng advanced instead of retreating, connected with swords, and slashed upwards from Bai Hong's sword tip, piercing Song Ningqing's throat!

When Xiao Heng woke up, it was already dawn.

He was covered with a blanket, and because the peach blossoms fall like spring all the year round, he was not cold.One of Little Sweet Potato and Fat Potato was sleeping on his head, the other was lying in the blanket he had dropped on the stone table, with their small chests heaving and falling, they were sleeping soundly.

Xiao Heng grabbed them and put them on the stone table, and piled them up with blankets.He jumped off the stone bench, walked around the courtyard, the two bedrooms, the bathroom, and the study room, then dipped a towel in some well water to wash his face, and brushed his teeth in an unskilled manner.

Song Ningqing didn't come back, and Xiao Heng didn't want to eat breakfast, and went out alone.After going out, he ran back again, filled a wooden basin with water, and placed it on the top of the gate along the ladder.

As long as someone comes in and pushes the door, they will be drenched in water.Xiao Heng laughed loudly, but after a while he snorted angrily and took down the wooden basin, poured out the water, and only put some light pink peach petals in it.

After everything was settled, Xiao Heng went out quietly.

After Xiao Heng left, Little Sweet Potato and Fat Potato, who were sleeping soundly in the blanket, woke up in a daze.But Xiao Heng was no longer on the stone table in front of him.

Two fat tits jumped up with a grunt, looking around and calling.

"Twitter?" Where's Heng Xiaopang?

"Twitter!" The basin has been used, the toothbrush has been used!

"Twitter?" Did he go to school?

"Scumbag..." No breakfast was brought for him...

"Chichi..." He didn't even eat dinner...

The two little tits looked at the food on the stone table with sad faces, and stuffed their fluffy heads under their wings.

After living for so many years, I can't even take care of a doll. I'm so ashamed~

Hearing the mountain quiet room, Patriarch Bai moved his ears, and saw Xiao Heng pushed open the door and walked in.

Xiao Heng bowed his hands to Patriarch Bai, who had not changed seats for so many days, called "Master", and went to get a new wooden sword.

Patriarch Bai raised his hand to hook the collar of his back coat, dragged him in front of him, and looked him up and down.

"It's three catties lighter than yesterday, did you not eat?"

What responded to him was the gurgling sound of Xiao Heng's stomach.

Patriarch Bai smiled, asked Xiao Heng to sit down, and went behind the screen to tinker with cups, dishes, and after a while, two bowls of shredded pork noodles and two bowls of bean curd came out.

"Eat it, there are sweet and salty bean curds, which one do you want?"

"all I want!"

Xiao Heng raised his hand, picked up the shredded pork noodles and began to eat them with a snort. While eating, he looked at the two bowls of bean curd on the tray like an eagle staring at its prey.

"Just starve your master to death."

Patriarch Bai picked up another bowl of shredded pork noodles angrily, and ate it like a storm.

Last night he didn't eat dinner, nor did he eat breakfast. Xiao Hengquan relied on his indignation to bear it. After being called out by Patriarch Bai, he felt very hungry. After eating all the noodles and bean curd, he finally regained his strength.

"Why don't you eat?" Patriarch Bai asked.

"..." Xiao Heng didn't answer.

"Ning Qing still short of your food?"

"He's not here," Xiao Heng slapped the floor with his bare hands, "He hasn't come back since last night!"

Patriarch Bai was also surprised, he, a little apprentice who doesn't like to go out, still has time to go out to play?

"What did he do?"

"Brother said...he went to read a book."

Xiao Heng had decided that Song Ningqing was lying, so he said reluctantly.

"Oh? Books?"

Patriarch Bai looked at the Wangyue Huaiyuan Building on the side, stroking the beard on his chin.

"He's also at the age where he can read." Seeing Xiao Heng was still a little puzzled, "Not only last night, but I'm afraid he won't be able to come back today, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow."

"hold head high?!"

Xiao Heng was shocked, but Patriarch Bai, who had already fed the baby food, looked serious and pointed to the wooden frame beside him.

"Let's practice swords."

Xiao Heng pursed his lips, knowing that this was no longer the time for him to gossip.Xiao Heng turned around and walked over, picked up a wooden sword, put on his shoes, jumped into the open space in front of the quiet room, and stood still at the place where he practiced the sword yesterday.

On the wall in front of the open space, where Xiao Heng used the "Yuyou" sword tens of thousands of times, there was already a small dent.

That is a small reward for Xiao Heng's sword practice so far.

On the big tree outside the quiet room, Little Sweet Potato and Fat Potato held a food box in their mouths, looking at the quiet room below from the branches.

"Twitter, twitter, twitter!" Heng Xiaopang actually has something to eat!

"Chichi..." Who made us late...

"Twitter, chirp." No way, let's go back.

Little Sweet Potato and Fat Potato met each other, their chubby bodies rolled onto the food box, ready to pick up the food box and leave.The small sweet potato has sharp eyes, poking the fat potato with its wings.

"Chacha?" Did something move on the top of the mountain?

Little Sweet Potato's little wings pointed up the mountain, Fat Tudou immediately panicked, and one wing hit Little Sweet Potato's hairy face!

"Chirp chirp chirp!" Disrespectful!Don't point fingers!There is the dwelling of dragons!

The little sweet potato shrank into a ball immediately and shivered, the fat potato beat the little sweet potato's wings again, and the two fat tits flew away stumbling.

I don't know if it's because Patriarch Bai's food is good, or because Xiao Heng was so angry today that he swung his sword very powerfully, and the dents on the walls of the open space gradually increased, but Patriarch Bai was still not satisfied.

From time to time, he hit Xiao Heng's right hand, upper arm, elbow, forearm, and wrist with small stones, guiding Xiao Heng's sword again and again.

"Aim a little closer!"

Patriarch Bai yelled angrily, seeing Xiao Heng drop the sword again, White Beard was about to fly out of anger.

"It's been so many days, can't even hold the sword steadily!"

"Hold it firmly!" Xiao Heng replied loudly.

"Do you still dare to stab!"

"Don't dare!"

"Do you want to practice 'Yoyo' for a whole year!"

"I don't----"

Xiao Heng roared forward with true emotion, and the sword energy in his hand hit the position where the first dent was made.

"In this way, we have touched the edge of 'lore'."

Patriarch Bai took a look, then lowered his head to wipe his Pine Wind Sword, the shiny silver sword reflected the mountaintop above the quiet room.The welcoming pine planted on the top of the mountain shook its branches slightly and shrank back to the mountain wall.

"Huh? Shrink what? Could it be..."

Just as Patriarch Bai was thinking, he saw a skylark flying over from the sky and lightly landed on Patriarch Bai's shoulder.

"The people from Beiqingluo will come to the peach blossoms soon, do you remember?"

"Ah, remember, I got on top of that old dragon, and now it smells."

Patriarch Bai and Yunque laughed, Bei Qingluo raised a Qingfeng, and would bring it with her every time she came to Taohualuo, and that Qingfeng loved to fight with Taohualuo's Chilong, Chilong was beaten like a dog every time Climbing rabbit panting, terribly afraid.

"But they said it not long ago, I don't know how many years, girl, it's always more particular when going out."

Patriarch Bai was talking in the back, while Xiao Heng was practicing sword in front, looking at the sky with vacant eyes, thinking why it's not evening yet.

After Xiao Heng broke a sword again, Patriarch Bai allowed him to go first.Xiao Heng walked out the door with his back straightened, and then went home with his back hunched.

When I arrived at the door of the house, I still looked at the door expectantly, but looking through the crack of the door, the wooden basin was still on top and did not move.

"Humph."

Xiao Heng snorted, hooked the door open with his foot, watched the wooden basin fall, and walked in slowly by himself.

Little Sweet Potato and Fat Tudou learned their lesson this time, and brought their dinner back early, and lit a fire for the small tea stove with a small fan in their mouths to keep the dishes from getting cold.

"Twitter?" Little Potato greeted.

Xiao Heng didn't make any fuss this time, he ate all the food seriously, and didn't leave anything for Song Ningqing.

After the meal was finished, Xiao Heng put flower petals in the tub, put it on the door, and went to wash himself.

At night, he meditated by himself in the bedroom, and after practicing spiritual power, he fell asleep angrily.

It's just that he couldn't sleep well tonight, Xiao Heng fumbled to get up, and after a while in the dark, he heard footsteps.

"what!"

Xiao Heng let out a soft cry, crawled out of bed, and ran out barefoot.

As soon as he got out of the bedroom door, he saw a soft white hand gently pushing the door open, and the wooden basin on the door fell down with a sound, scattering the gorgeous peach blossoms of the person who entered the door.

Song Ningqing took the wooden basin off her head suspiciously, looked at the peach petals all over her body, and tilted her head.

"This is……"

Then, as if sensing Xiao Heng's gaze, Song Ningqing raised her head and smiled at Xiao Heng.

"Why is it so late, still not sleeping?"

Xiao Heng stood where he was, looked at Song Ningqing, and watched him hold his hand.Look at the bright red petals on that white hand, even ten years later, 20 years later, 100 years later, the scene tonight will never be forgotten.

The author has something to say: Xiao Heng: I finally came back.

Song Ningqing: There will be a few more times in the future.

Xiao Heng: What!Do not go! ! !

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