Feng Que has been in the human world for a while. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Now he sits in a tea shed with Xuanhe and Nightmare, and because the sun is very strong, it is still necessary to have a cup of tea.

There are a total of two tables in the tea shed, and only one table has someone on it.

Nightmare was still complaining about the heat, as she had already used up two handkerchiefs just by wiping her sweat. She had been complaining since Feng Que had just sat down, and now Feng Que had drunk three cups of tea.

Feng Que listened to Nightmare continue to complain, his eyes fixed on a young man with a sword on his back. He walked slowly, even in the sunlight, which focused the young man's shadow on a single point, clinging to his toes.

But the young man's waist was straight, like a sword.

Nightmare finally found that Feng Que ignored her, so she pushed Feng Que, half coquettish and half complaining: "What are you looking at?" ”

Feng Que still didn't take his eyes off the young man's face, but he still spoke: "Look at that young man. ”

So both Xuanhe and Nightmare moved their gazes to the young man's face.

The young man finally walked into the tea shed, he raised his hand, and a woman walked over, who was the proprietress of the tea shed: "What's the matter, guest officer?" Drink tea? ”

The young man said, "Boss, I want to have a cup of tea, but I don't have any money." ”

The smile on the woman's face was immediately driven away by a frown: "Objective, we are also a small business, and it is really not easy to make ...... money"

The young man was not ready to give up: "I will not drink your tea for nothing, I will teach you a way to make this place cooler, even in such a hot weather." I'd like to use this method for a few cups of tea. ”

The proprietress seemed to be impressed. It's really hot here, and even sitting in the shade of the Xuanhe and Nightmares is still sweating.

So the proprietress hesitated, but agreed, because she was also sweating all the time, so that her clothes were already clinging to her body.

But the proprietress is still a businessman after all: "But you have to teach me that method first, and if it works, I will treat you to a pot of tea." ”

The young man said, "Okay. Then he walked to the southeast of the tea shed, where there were two trees, very dense. The young man finally drew the sword behind his back. Feng Que didn't see the appearance of the sword clearly, because the young man just swung it and put it back in the scabbard behind his back. All Feng Que saw was a ray of sunlight reflected from the sword body, followed by two fallen trees. After that, the young man went into the tea shed and moved the vat of water used to make the tea due south.

After finishing his work, the young man walked up to the proprietress and said, "How is it, isn't it much cooler?" ”

The proprietress looked around, and sure enough, she felt a gust of wind blowing, with a hint of coolness. The sweat on the proprietress had also disappeared. The proprietress seemed to have re-injected a burst of vitality, and her face was full of smiles: "Guest officer, please, how much tea do you want to drink today, the small shop is enough." ”

So the young man went to another table and sat down, waiting for his own tea.

Nightmare was also interested in the young man, but didn't understand what he was doing. Nightmare touched her forehead, and the sweat had evaporated with the wind blowing slowly. She turned her head to look at Feng Que and asked, "What is he doing?" ”

Feng Que still stared at the young man: "He's setting up the formation." ”

Nightmare didn't seem to understand: "Array? Why didn't I see it? ”

But it was Xuanhe who answered: "If you can see it, then no one can see it." ”

Nightmare wanted to refute something, but saw Feng Que standing up, so he closed his mouth for the time being, but put his eyes on Feng Que. It was Xuan He, who pressed Feng Que's left hand: "You want to try him?" ”

Feng Que said: "Yes, my intuition tells me that there is some fate between the two of us. ”

Xuanhe didn't say anything, let go of the hand that was pressing on Feng Que's left hand, picked up the teacup in front of him, and walked straight to the young table and sat down.

So Feng Que had no choice but to sit down again.

Xuanhe looked the young man up and down, as if he was looking at a good-looking girl. But the "girl" in front of her didn't blush, but turned her face to Xuanhe and asked, "This friend, do we know each other?" ”

Xuanhe said: "I don't know each other yet. ”

The young man said, "Have I invited you?" ”

Xuanhe said: "No. ”

The young man said, "Then why are you sitting with me?" ”

Xuanhe said: "Because I am very interested in you." ”

The young man said, "It's a pity that you're not a girl, otherwise I would have been very happy." ”

Xuan He paused for a moment, because he felt that this sentence was familiar. By the way, when I first met Feng Que, I seemed to have said something similar. Sure enough, the cycle of cause and effect.

So Xuanhe smiled bitterly, but continued to say, "I'm very interested in your sword, can you lend me a look at your sword?" ”

The young man suddenly became very vigilant, even higher than when Xuanhe sat down just now. The young man turned sideways, making the sword behind his back a little farther away from Xuanhe. After that, the young man said, "I'm sorry, I can't obey my fate." ”

Xuanhe said: "What if I have to take a look? Xuanhe was already a scoundrel, but for some reason, Feng Que didn't stop him.

The young man also found that Xuanhe was a scoundrel, so he was more cautious. He had a gut feeling that Xuanhe would do it.

His feeling was right, and Xuanhe finished drinking the tea in the cup and started to move. He reached out his right hand to the hilt of the sword behind the young man's back.

The young man was still cautious, or perhaps because he didn't want to get into trouble, so he left his seat and ducked. So Xuanhe didn't touch the hilt of the sword.

Xuanhe was still very persistent in some ways, just like now, he stood up after the young man and wrestled with him. Their fight was fierce, because the table, which had been intact just now, was now broken into wooden planks.

The proprietress hurriedly ran over, because she was very distressed about the table: "Oh, you guys fight outside, don't break my things." "If you only have two tables, you'll be so distressed.

But Feng Que grabbed the proprietress, he didn't want the proprietress to be involved in this fight, it would be tantamount to sending her to death. Feng Que took out some coins from his bosom and put them in the hands of the proprietress, and said, "I advise you not to go over, because I dare not guarantee that the two of them will not suddenly miss." This money should be enough to compensate your table. ”

The proprietress weighed the coins in her hand, and then measured the difference between life and death, and finally obediently hid a little farther away.

The young man's fist and foot kung fu didn't seem to be very good, because he had been forced into a corner by Xuanhe, and there was a feeling of being stretched.

So the young man had to draw his sword, because Xuanhe had been pressing closely.

So the sword was unsheathed again.

Now Feng Que saw this sword clearly, the sword body was very narrow, as soft as a willow leaf. It's not just the sword that's gentle, it's the person who holds it.

The young man waved his sword again, no different from when he had just cut off the two trees. The only difference is that the tree will not dodge, the crane will dodge.

Xuanhe dodged. He had already planned to dodge the sword as soon as the young man pulled out it, because he felt the strong sword aura. He didn't understand, he swung the sword very slowly, but the sword aura was so sharp.

The young man wanted to catch up, but saw that there was a different person in front of him, and this person should have cultivated higher than the person just now. So the young man stopped and stared at the person in front of him, and didn't care about Xuanhe who left.

In front of him was Feng Que. Their purpose has been achieved, so there is no need to do it. Feng Que arched his hand: "I'm really sorry, brother." Just now my friend was a little rude. ”

The young man looked at Feng Que and put the sword back in its scabbard: "He is indeed very rude. ”

Feng Que smiled and said, "In order to express our apologies, can we have a cup of tea together?" ”

The young man said, "Okay. He really walked over to the table where Feng Que was sitting just now and sat down, as if nothing had happened before.

Feng Que and the three of them also sat down. Feng Que said: "In Xia Fengque, this is a nightmare, and it is Xuanhe who has just started with his brother. ”

Nightmare seemed to become very well-behaved all of a sudden, and just nodded at the young man. Xuanhe sat next to the young man very unceremoniously, and said with a hippie smile: "You lost, I still saw the appearance of your sword." ”

The young man didn't say anything, but Feng Que followed Xuanhe's words: "This son didn't lose. If you continue to fight, the outcome is really hard to say. Feng Que turned his head, "What do you call Brother Tai?" ”

The young man said, "My name is Queen of the Wind." ”

Feng Que said: "Brother Tai's swordsmanship is very special. ”

Feng Hou said: "It's nothing special, just play around." ”

Feng Que said: "Brother Tai, where are you going?" ”

Feng Hou said: "Take a walk casually, but go to a dusty edge." What about you? Where to go? ”

Feng Que said: "Go to Kunlun Ruins." ”

Feng Hou said: "Looking for Emperor Fuxi?" ”

Feng Que said: "Yes." ”

Feng Hou said: "Then I wish you success." ”

Feng Que said: "Borrow Brother Taijiyan." ”

After the wind, she drank a few cups of tea, and finally stood up and arched her hand to the three of Feng Que: "It's fate to be able to meet the three of them, but there is still something to do, so I'll leave first." We'll see you later. ”

The three of Feng Que also arched their hands: "There will be a period later." ”

The queen bowed down lightly and left.

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