Feng Xiaohan went down with a kitchen knife and directly cut the green bamboo into two pieces from the middle like a firewood.

He Xirou gritted her teeth and asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Feng Xiaohan said seriously: "There is no sword in the martial arts competition tomorrow, I plan to make a bamboo sword myself." ”

"So you split this purple bamboo?"

He Xirou showed an angry face and said, "With such precious bamboo?"

Feng Xiaohan said: "This bamboo is stronger than the others, and it is better to use it to make a bamboo sword." ”

His expression was extremely sincere, his tone was sincere, and he didn't realize that he had ruined a treasure.

He Xirou's expression became very exciting, and at this moment her heart was full of sadness, like a maple falling into a long forest in late autumn, and there was a deep meaning in the depths of her eyes.

I saw that the meaning in her eyes was getting deeper and deeper, and even a faint cold light could be seen, as if the water in the cup was gradually increasing, and it was about to overflow.

But in an instant, all the emotions in her eyes disappeared, and the water in the cup evaporated in an instant, leaving only an empty light, or silence.

Although Feng Xiaohan noticed the strangeness in her eyes, he didn't know what it meant, so he said, "Why is your face so ......?"

As soon as the words came out, he remembered what happened on the stone steps before, so he swallowed back the word "ugly" in the back.

He quickly changed his words and said, "Uh...... Why is it so weird?"

He Xirou pondered for a moment and said quietly: "I'm angry now because you cut my bamboo. ”

Feng Xiaohan asked strangely: "Isn't it just a bamboo, tomorrow I will go to another place to move a few plants for you, and I will compensate you." ”

He Xirou raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and almost scolded.

After sorting out her emotions a little, she pointed to the purple bamboos in the garden and asked, "Do you know what they are?"

Feng Xiaohan looked at those crystal-like purple bamboo leaves swaying gently, nodded, and said, "This is a rare treasure, and it can still spit out spiritual energy at dusk every day, which is extremely rare even in the wilderness domain." ”

He Xirou has been practicing in the mountains since she was a child, it can be said that she is pampered, even if she is in a harmonious mood, she is only a girl after all, and the green bamboo that she has worked so hard to cultivate is chopped by him like a wood, how can she not be sad in her heart?

There are too many emotions suppressed in her heart, and the emotions of anger, helplessness, heartache, slight ridicule, helplessness, etc., are all superimposed on her in these days, exceeding the extreme that a girl of her age can bear......

Instead of breaking out into rudeness, things will inevitably turn against each other, and all of them will return to nothingness.

There is a bit of a dry well without waves.

It's just that the calm is a little scary.

"Over the years, I have collected nectar every morning, accumulated a bottle every month, and refined it into spiritual water in the method of meditation and spiritual transformation, and at the beginning of each month, I would use this bottle of spiritual water to water these green bamboos at the door. ”

He Xirou looked at him quietly, and said lightly: "For five consecutive years, it has never been broken." Seeing that it is about to turn into a purple bamboo, it will be able to pass through the spiritual qi of the mountains and help me practice. The green bamboo you used to make the sword today is the best growing of them, and according to my guess, it only takes three more cold and summer skills to completely turn into a purple bamboo. ”

She stared at his eyes, and there seemed to be some kind of magic in her eyes, so that Feng Xiaohan couldn't take his eyes off it, and could only look at her.

He Xirou said, "Do you understand what you have done?"

He thought for a moment and asked seriously, "Am I in trouble again?"

He Xirou asked expressionlessly: "Do you still know how to add the word 'again'?"

"Uh......"

Feng Xiaohan carried the kitchen knife, scratched his head, and asked, "Then how can I compensate you?"

There is also a brocade belt in his arms, which was the money that Chen Feng gave him that day and told him to buy a few clean clothes, and now there is a lot left, this is his most valuable thing.

I don't know if I can pay for it all for her?

He Xirou didn't speak, she still looked at him lightly, as if she was looking at the air, there was no expression in her eyes, but Feng Xiaohan didn't know how to respond to this look.

At this time, the evening breeze was blowing, and it already carried some autumn coolness, which made Feng Xiaohan, a young man who was often naked and ambushed in the snow, have goosebumps.

"What you can't afford to lose, even if you sell all your belongings, you can't afford to pay for it. If you really don't want to go, then grow up as soon as possible, I'm not talking about self-cultivation, but self-cultivation, which is good for everyone. ”

He Xirou said seriously: "Today you cut down my beloved green bamboo, but I won't do anything to you, because I am your senior sister, and it is impossible not to protect you." But you must know that sooner or later you will have to travel down the mountain, and it is impossible to stay in Zizhu Courtyard for the rest of your life, if you collide with certain characters because of your recklessness, such as cutting down their beloved green bamboo, you will die without a place to bury. ”

Feng Xiaohan was stunned, and didn't react to what she meant for a while.

He Xirou sighed and said, "To make an analogy to you, if there is an ordinary person who doesn't understand the way of demon beasts and survives in the Savage Domain, how long do you think he can live?"

Feng Xiaohan thought for a while and said affirmatively: "If you're lucky, half an hour at most." ”

People who don't understand the way of demon beasts, even if they are masters like Chen Feng, will only be torn to pieces under wave after wave of demon beasts.

He Xirou obviously didn't expect it to be so short, and his expression didn't look like he was lying, but it wouldn't change her original intention, so she continued: "Then how long do you think a demon beast who doesn't understand human ethics can live in the human world?"

"I said I was studying. ”

"But in my opinion, the progress is very slow, and it is not enough. Otherwise, you won't cut my bamboo directly today, but will come to me first and then choose the bamboo. You were very rude that night, and you were also rude when you came back today, Zizhuyuan is my place, and it makes no sense for you to cut my bamboo to make a sword. ”

He Xirou shook her head and said: "In life, the most difficult thing is to be a man. Even if it was me, Lou Tingyu, Senior Brother Liang, Senior Sister Liu, and even the master and even the uncle didn't dare to say that the word "person" was perfect. ”

Feng Xiaohan felt quite reasonable after hearing this, flipped the kitchen knife in his hand, and asked, "So?"

He Xirou looked at the bamboo on the ground that had been broken in half, and said, "I'll let you go this time, and I won't take it as an example." ”

He Xirou returned to the house, remembered something before closing the door, and said, "You don't seem to have ever called me senior sister, which is also rude." ”

"You started earlier than me, and I admit that you are indeed better than me in some aspects, such as cultivation and mind. But you can't beat me in a life-and-death fight, so I don't recognize your senior sister's position. ”

Feng Xiaohan looked at her and said, "This is a principle, not a politeness. ”

He Xirou smiled mysteriously, did not answer, closed the door and took off his clothes, lying on the bed staring at the ceiling for a long time.

Then she buried her face deep in the quilt, let out a very dull cry, and her little hands and jade feet kicked the cup a few times hatefully, and fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Xiaohan thought about what she said, and originally thought it made sense, but after a closer look, she found that there was a mess in her head, how did she lead the topic from the bamboo she cut down to the fact that she couldn't survive in the human world?

He measured the length of three feet with the palm of his hand, then raised the knife in his hand, cut it off, and carefully sharpened it into the shape of a sword with a kitchen knife.

The bamboo sword is done.

This bamboo is enough to make a lot of bamboo swords.