Legend has it that the Baiyue Mountain where the Sword Master is located, the lonely peak is abrupt, straight up to the nine heavens, the mountain path is winding, if you don't know how to do light work, one will accidentally fall into the abyss behind the Baiyue Mountain, and the bones will be broken. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But even so, there is still an endless stream of people who go up the mountain every year to worship under the Sword Saint Gate.

And Xia Xiwu has become the youngest daughter of the Sword Saint who is supported by thousands of people in this life.

Doesn't that sound cool? What martial arts masters, glamorous women, righteous anger in the rivers and lakes, and the dominating situation all poured into my mind.

Xia Xiwu, who was lying on the bed and couldn't move, just wanted to yell: "Naive! ”

It stands to reason that the world-famous sword saint, the daughter born should also get his true inheritance, and she has practiced swordsmanship since she was a child, even if she can't reach the point where her father is supernatural, at least she should know a little bit of light skill or something.

However, this Xia girl, who lost her mother at a young age, was held in the palm of her hand by the Sword Saint since she was a child, because she was too loving and reluctant to suffer from her suffering, so she didn't plan to teach her martial arts at all, thinking that with her brother's protection anyway, coupled with the Sword Saint's reputation in the rivers and lakes, it was not impossible to find a bullish husband for her.

Therefore, this Xia girl, who is more delicate than Miss Qianjin, was spoiled by his father and became an overlord flower who can only buy, buy, buy and mess with trouble, plus full of taunting skills.

But even so, the recognition of pursuing her is still not afraid of death, and everyone knows why.

And the newcomer Miss Xia hadn't figured out the situation yet, thinking that she could have the light skills that she envied like the waning moon in this life, so she naturally went to jump off the building as soon as she woke up, and this jump, she lay on the bed for half a month.

The treatment she learned can indeed stop bleeding and pain, plus remove scars, but it can't treat injured muscles and bones, so although it is a minor injury, she has to obediently take medicine and lie on the bed to raise the body.

However, thanks to the past half a month, Miss Xia can be regarded as familiar with the situation here, and at the same time, she also feels the deep malice of this counterattack mission.

Why, you ask?

The male protagonist she wants to attack is actually the leader of the Demon Sect that everyone in the rivers and lakes is afraid of...... son...... Young Master of the Demon Sect!

Not to mention that she, as the daughter of a decent person Sword Saint, should eliminate evil and promote good, and she is inseparable from the evil forces of the Demon Sect, just because her mother was killed by someone in the Demon Sect, this blood feud is destined to be a difficult relationship.

With a long sigh, Miss Xia was full of despair about life.

When she heard the Demon Cult, she could think of a group of nobles in black leather clothes, exaggerated tattoos, and exploding colorful hair, which she couldn't admire.

From this point of view, a noble son like Leng Qianhua is really a piece of cake, not to mention the low risk factor, at least it is pleasing to the eye.

But the young master of the Demon Sect, just hearing this name, she ...... Huh.

was wrinkling her face and tangled, someone pushed the door in, Miss Xia knew that the person who came was either her father or her two brothers, otherwise who would be so bold as to dare to break into her boudoir?

stretched out his neck and took a look, and sure enough, he was a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, as if he had just returned from sword practice, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Third sister, Dad finally relented and agreed to let you go down the mountain to practice, are you happy?" The teenager looked more excited than he won the lottery.

Speaking of this, Miss Xia couldn't help but sigh that she had also taken away her good luck by mistake, before she came, Miss Xia was tired of the days of Baiyue Mountain, and always wanted to go down the mountain to see the outside world, but the rivers and lakes were sinister, and the Sword Saint naturally didn't allow it, Miss Xia was vomiting with her father, and Xia Xiwu came to jump off the building as soon as she came, scaring her father so much that her meridians almost burst and vomited blood to death.

After struggling for half a month, the Sword Saint finally relented, but he sent several people to protect her in the dark, if it weren't for the many affairs in the sect, he couldn't wait to accompany his daughter down the mountain in person.

Miss Xia found out that the father she met in these two lives had a lover complex? It stands to reason that in this era of male superiority and inferiority, it would be good to be able to treat her daughter as a person, she didn't expect her father's love to be like a mountain, but she didn't expect to meet her father in two lives in a row than a lover, in this era, is this setting a bit of a discord?

Xia Wuchen saw that she didn't answer for a long time, thinking that she was still angry with her father, so he persuaded him earnestly: "Third sister, don't blame your father for being too tight, my mother was ...... because she went down the mountain and met someone in the Demon Sect" The young man seemed to choke up when he said this, but because of his brother's identity, he had to hide his fragile heart, and pretended to be strong and said, "You don't know martial arts, so my father is even more worried." ”

"I see." Miss Xia nodded, and a carp got out of bed, since she can go down the mountain, let's hurry up, so as not to be too late to let Li Churou take the lead.

Xia Wuchen was still a little uneasy, twisted his eyebrows to see the injury on her ankle, and kept persuading her to rest for a while, that nervous appearance was the same as his father.

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore." Joke! The treatment techniques in her previous life were not learned in vain, although she was only a half-hung rookie, but pain relief was not a problem.

Opening the wardrobe, Miss Xia had to sigh that the Sword Saint had strong financial resources, and she still had two brushes to make her daughter worship money so much.

I picked out a few favorite clothes and quickly packed them, took out the silver ticket and the token of the money village from the small treasury, and went down the mountain in a hurry.

Xia Wuchen was going to send it in person, but the martial arts conference was coming, as the second son of the Sword Saint, he had to make a name for himself at this conference, and he naturally couldn't be lazy during this time.

Therefore, the people who followed Miss Xia down the mountain became a group of disciples of the sect who chased after her ass all day long, and one of them also smiled toothily, with a simple and shy expression.

The corners of Miss Xia's eyes twitched, and she felt spicy.

Traveling with these people, maybe I'll be annoyed to death before I see the male protagonist.

As soon as Miss Xia came down the mountain, she began to think about how to get rid of this group of dead flies.

Fortunately, Ji Ze did not forget the teleportation technique taught her, and sneaked away in the name of going to the thatched house, and the disciples waited for a long time and didn't see her come out, so they had the courage to kick open the door, but found that there was no one inside, and the daughter of the Sword Saint disappeared out of thin air!

A group of people were so anxious that they were scurrying around like headless flies, if something happened to Miss Xia, they didn't want to go back to Baiyue Mountain alive.

It was with this in mind that Miss Xia put a letter in the latrine, explaining that she wanted to travel alone, and hoped that her father would not blame this group of innocent disciples.

Touching her chin and thinking about it, Miss Xia felt that she was quite kind, why would it be the fate of the 10,000-year-old heroine?

Sitting by the river fishing, in order to avoid the group of Baiyue sect disciples, she was going to deign to sleep in the woods tonight, so she had to prepare something to fill her stomach, and by the way, think about the plan to soak the male protagonist next.

As soon as the pot was set up with the broken tin cans and branches that I had picked up and made a fire, the fragrance of the fish soup had only entered the water for three minutes, and a guy who didn't have long eyes came to make trouble.

Miss Xia only felt a gust of wind pass by her ears, and then a man in red clothes sat down beside her, smiled evilly, and said shamelessly: "Fish soup, divide half of me." (To be continued.) )