Lu Xiaofeng has read countless beauties, and he has never felt like he is a clumsy person like now, and the words of beauty that he could blurt out without even thinking about it in the past seem to have been forgotten out of his mind. It's just that he lost his mind, and the other three people who came to find fault with him screamed in their hearts just in time. The delicate little beauty, even if she has a shaved head, is also a beauty, not to mention, compared to ordinary women, the little nun is more flirtatious. At this moment, someone took the initiative to bump into him, which just made the uncles majestic and show off in front of the beauties.

Thinking like this, the three big men turned their eyes to Lu Xiaofeng and snorted, "Where did the little white face come from, his thighs are not as thick as his grandfather's arms, and he doesn't know how to pee to find yourself?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng came back to his senses and laughed, "I see that there are other empty tables here, why do you have to come over and grab this one." It's better to give me a face, I'll invite you this time. ”

"What are you!" The big man who didn't plan to settle the matter shouted, stretched out his hand to slap the table, and with great strength, the tea bowl on the table that was originally eight points full jumped, spilled a lot of tea, and then swung a punch at Lu Xiaofeng.

How could Lu Xiaofeng be afraid of these few people who can only do superficial kung fu, three times five divided by two, those three men were knocked to the ground by him, one pressed the other, "It's not good to go out, it's not good to be so angry, let's go outside and wake up." ”

The three people who were kicked to the side of the road got up from the ground, glanced at Lu Xiaofeng with fear, didn't even dare to say a cruel word, and ran away without saying a word.

Lu Xiaofeng watched them run away without a figure, and then turned around again, with a hearty and handsome smile on her face, and was about to say something, but found that the little beauty was eating intently, and the piety on her face made people feel that what she was eating was not an ordinary steamed bun at all, but a rare delicacy.

If someone sues Lu Xiaofeng that one day he will be distressed because he doesn't know how to talk, then he must laugh three times and express his disbelief. But he believed it now, and the atmosphere at the moment made him feel that any more words he said were blasphemy against that piety, and he stood not far from the table, slowly watching her eat a steamed bun cleanly, and then drink the coarse tea that was not good, and the satisfaction in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Lu Xiaofeng knew that she had to say something, even if it was just a reminder or two, a woman who was alone on the road always had to be a little more careful. So, he stepped forward and said, "I don't know the girl's name?" ”

As soon as the words came out, he wanted to slap himself, what difference did this sound like that of a disciple!

Wuhua sighed silently in his heart, he was looking forward to this person leaving quickly when Lu Xiaofeng appeared, but unfortunately it didn't happen often that this kind of thing happened when he thought about it. But-

Girl?

Lu Xiaofeng looked at those eyes, his eyes were clear, as if he was not stained with the dust of the world, his mind was blank for a while, and he was incoherent, "I mean, I don't know if the girl has a companion?" Alone is always not □□ all...... I don't know where the girl is going, maybe I can drop by and give her a ride......"

Very good, another girl.

Wuhua silently wrote down a small black account in her heart, her previous plan was overturned, and she didn't teach Lu Xiaofeng a lesson, she was really sorry for the few words he said.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Wuhua and stretched out his hand, dipped his fingertips in tea, and wrote something on the table. That hand was thin and white and slender, and the nails were very healthy light pink, with a pearly luster, until this hand stopped, and Lu Xiaofeng found himself in a daze again.

Or just to one hand!

Hurriedly coming back to his senses, Lu Xiaofeng fixed his eyes on the line that had just been written-you can't beat me.

The handwriting is elegant and handsome, and it is really a good handwriting.

Wuhua looked at Lu Xiaofeng's obsessive appearance, sneered in his heart, and wrote another line of words - the little monk is not a girl - this is a matter of principle, even if he deliberately wants to rectify Lu Xiaofeng, he must stand on the moral high ground and not leave a trace of handle.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened.

Not a girl? What do you mean?

He looked up and down carefully, and looked at Wuhua carefully.

In addition to the fabric that looks precious, the style of the body is indeed a monk's robe, but whether there is a difference between the style of clothing of the master and the master, he has not studied; Her chest was flat, but she didn't look very old, and it wasn't strange; The neck is very beautiful, and there is no Adam's apple on it; Further up is the face that can't help but freeze as long as you look at it, although it is a little green and has a little baby fat, but this has not affected her beauty, but it is more amiable; The only flaw is that Wu Yun's sideburns are missing, but the hair can be removed, and the exposed skull is exceptionally rounded, which is really show in the bones, without a trace of adulteration......

Such a person, how could Lu Xiaofeng believe her words and think that she was not a girl?

On the contrary, he felt very relieved that this girl still knew that it was indispensable to guard against others, but she was naturally beautiful, and it was impossible for a woman to dress up as a man.

Lu Xiaofeng has always been an empathetic person, so he was kind and made a decent gesture, "Little master, I'm really sorry, I mistook you for a woman, and offended." ”

Then, he was dazzled by the smile that bloomed on Flower's face.

How can there be such a stunning world? Lu Xiaofeng sighed, he had reason to believe that this girl had not caused any trouble since she was a child, and she had no reputation in the rivers and lakes, definitely because the place where she lived was remote enough.

Knowing that mistakes can be changed, good is great-these are the words that Lu Xiaofeng wrote on the table after making amends.

If Lu Xiaofeng had felt that she didn't bother to talk to him before, but now, he had to suspect another possibility.

"Why don't you speak?" His voice was soft and soft.

Shut up - this is the answer written by Wuhua.

When Lu Xiaofeng took the initiative to escort the beauty, in Baihualou, Hua Manlou seemed to have returned to the time when he was a beginner in martial arts, Yusheng was not a good teacher, but Hua Manlou's understanding was excellent, but after three or five days of hard work, he also figured out some doorways.

Yusheng is not a good character who can't see others, but he can't help but be envious and jealous of Hua Manlou. Thinking that he was a generation of martial arts wizards, he couldn't practice the exercises handed down by his master, and in order to let him not care much, the master even kept the master's store a good thing, and he just raised him into a god stick who firmly believed in materialism, if it wasn't for the accident later, I'm afraid he would have spent his life like this. On the other hand, Hua Manlou is simply a template for a winner in life, even if there are some small flaws, it will never delay him from comprehending the exercises he has never been exposed to.

And the result of Yusheng's envy and jealousy is that he took the initiative to be a sparring partner in Huamanlou to help him find an opportunity to break through between life and death.

In short, a unilateral repressive blow.

Yusheng didn't show mercy, but it wouldn't hurt Hua Manlou's life, and flesh injuries were naturally inevitable. Yusheng has no shortage of good medicine in his hands, and he is not hesitant to throw Hua Manlou into the bathtub every night to make a medicinal bath to improve his physique. This strategy of sticking sweet dates is particularly useful, and the progress of Hua Manlou can be called a rapid progress.

On this day, after having breakfast in Huamanlou and meditating, it was time for the routine beating. There are not many weapons in Baihualou, and Yusheng was bare-handed a few days ago, but today he turned out a sword.

As far as Hua Manlou is concerned, no matter how clever his swordsmanship is, there is no difference between him, he only needs to parry. And now what he can rely on is not only hearing, but also another indescribable mysterious feeling, but the time is still short, and he can't fully control it, so he is a little scramble to deal with it, even if Yusheng doesn't want to deliberately hurt him, he is still whipped by the sword body several times. Fortunately, he was not pumped in vain, and he improved faster.

When Ximen Fuxue came in, what he saw was that Hua Manlou was forced to parry, and with his eyesight, he could naturally find that Hua Manlou would be completely defeated if there was another trick.

Ximen Blowing Snow and Hua Manlou have never seen each other, but they have a mutual friend Lu Xiaofeng, that wine worm will take some time to go to Wanmei Villa every year, just for the wine brewed by Ximen Blowing Snow himself, and then he held the wine jar in one hand, and told Ximen Blowing Snow some interesting things about the rivers and lakes, and drunk with that cold and expressionless face. Hua Manlou is Lu Xiaofeng's good friend, and he is also a person he respects and admires, such a person will naturally be frequently mentioned by Lu Xiaofeng in front of Ximen Blowing Snow. And since Hua Manlou is such a person, Ximen Blowing Snow naturally won't let him die in front of him.

Therefore, when Yusheng changed his move and stabbed Hua Manlou with a sword, Ximen Fuxue made a move.

As soon as the black sheath sword came out, the sword intent that had been confiscated suddenly exploded, and Yusheng pushed Hua Manlou to a safe place with one hand Liuyun Feisleeve, and the next moment he changed his move again and greeted him.

Frankly speaking, since fighting with Xue Yiren, Yusheng's pickiness for swordsmen has skyrocketed. He consciously has seen the best, and when he sees others, he will always be unconsciously picky. In this world, there are not many people who are famous for their swordsmanship, and there are several names he has heard, and there is only one Ye Gucheng who has fought with him. However, that fight was just an accident, Ye Gucheng didn't expect that someone would emerge from the other side of the waves when he practiced swords against the sea, and he didn't expect to get a sword in his chest when he was eager to escape from the bottom of the sea. That time, although Yusheng was a little injured, he didn't think that Ye Gucheng could compare to Xue Yiren.

But the sword intent of the person in front of him is very pure, less harmonious and flexible, but he can move forward bravely, but it is also easy to be too rigid and broken. It's just that compared to that pure sword intent, the latter is a small section, as long as he is given enough room to grow, maybe in ten years there will be a peerless swordsman who can be comparable to Xue Yiren.

Thinking like this, Yu Sheng's heart became a little excited, and his sword moves became more powerful.

When Yusheng faced Xue Yiren back then, he only relied on a quick word to make him look at each other differently, and the two fought many times later, and Yusheng also improved. Therefore, when he got serious, Simon Blowing Snow could only be defeated with hatred.

Yusheng dodged the sword that Ximen Fuxue stabbed at him, but rested his sword around his neck. Simon Blowing Snow did not have the fear of losing his life to the hands of others, although he had no other expression, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, staring at Yusheng tightly.

Seeing that the two of them stopped moving, Hua Manlou stepped forward again, "Your Excellency is the owner of Ximen Zhuang, Ximen blowing snow?" ”

Ximen Fuxue nodded slightly, his eyes still staring at Yusheng. "Blowing snow at the Lower West Gate, I don't know your Excellency's name?"

Yusheng put away his sword, "Yusheng." After thinking about it, he said, "You are the one who chased and killed **?" ”

"Lu Xiaofeng wrote me a letter." The person who died under the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow actually went out of the rivers and lakes again, and it is reasonable that Ximen Blowing Snow will not sit idly by.