At night, Xiao Xian came in the snow.

Although the weather was very cold, he wore a thin cotton coat, and there was a fox fur outside.

There was a heavy snowfall, and he seemed to have arrived in a suit of wind and snow, like a god in the dark night, who did not eat the fire of the world.

Seeing that the girls were stunned, they hurriedly curtsy their knees.

Xiao Xian was always extremely tolerant of the people around Shen Mingzhu, he didn't care at all, he tore off the fox fur and threw it into the girl's hand, and then flicked his sleeves, the internal force was over, and the clothes were very warm in an instant.

When he entered the house, Shen Mingzhu was writing, and when he took a closer look, he saw that she was talking about some girls who practiced swords.

If you look closely, it turns out to be this sword book.

She lay on the kang table, painting very seriously, because it was in the inner room, so she didn't pull her hair, just scattered on her back, tied casually with a pink ribbon, indescribably lazy and comfortable.

Her neck was neither long nor short, her skin was white and smooth, her shoulders were neither broad nor narrow, and her back was beautifully shaped, lying on the desk like a well-carved jade carving.

Shen Mingzhu now has a certain amount of internal strength, and naturally knows that someone has come in, and he also knows that Lu Dao is Xiao Xian when he listens to his footsteps.

She didn't raise her head, "Lord Wang, come and take a look at my self-made sword book." ”

Xiao Xian's kung fu taught her was all passed on by word of mouth, and there was no sword spectrum and internal strength, all of which were taught orally.

This is also the way he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, the master didn't give him any books, and he didn't have this habit, and teaching Shen Mingzhu was naturally dictated.

Seeing her write a sword score, he felt that it was not very appropriate, but the master did not say that he was not allowed to write, so he felt that there was no need to stop her.

Anyway, if she likes it.

It's just that they don't know what to do, and later this sword book caused a big uproar in the rivers and lakes.

After all, the Rahu beside the first emperor has unfathomable kung fu, and the super-first-class masters on the rivers and lakes cannot be compared.

And his unique kung fu is naturally even more unique, how many people dream of it.

Shen Mingzhu got it easily, he didn't think about this problem, he just felt that it was convenient for him to write it down and read it, but he forgot how to fight if he accidentally lost it and was taken away by the people of the rivers and lakes.

The two talked casually, Xiao Xian untied a small brocade cage from his waist, Shen Mingzhu saw that it was still steaming, and couldn't help but be surprised, "What is this?" ”

Xiao Xian put the thing on the kang table, and Shen Mingzhu rushed over, "Teapot?" ”

Xiao Xian smiled, "Open it and take a look." ”

Shen Mingzhu saw that there was a lid on it, and when she opened it, there was immediately a fragrance coming to her face, she took a breath, "It's so fragrant, who made this soup." ”

Xiao Xian said: "Naturally, it's my ......"

Shen Mingzhu immediately looked at him like a monster, Xiao Xian sneered, and touched his nose, "My mother, haven't I finished talking yet." ”

Besides, he is obviously the most cooked, why does she look at him like that.

Always find a chance to show her a hand!

Biyun immediately sent a pink porcelain hand cup and soup, Shen Mingzhu said that he would come to Sheng, and Biyu smiled and retreated to do needlework.

Xiao Xian looked at her like a treasure, "This is what my mother did for you, and I don't have the face." ”

Shen Mingzhu poured a bowl of soup and then glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Didn't you drink it?" ”

Xiao Xian looked aggrieved, stared at her pitifully, and shook his head,