CHAPTER IX. Simon Blowing Snow was robbed of his lines.

In Yan Tieshan's wine feast, there is very old Fenjiu, and the dishes are also exquisite, and eating three live carp is enough to make people feast.

Jun Xuan had already said that she was not taboo in eating meat, so Huo Tianqing asked people to withdraw the somewhat bland vegetarian food. Without pouring her wine, Huo Tianqing poured a small glass of golden clear liquid for her.

Hua Manlou took a slight breath and smiled at Huo Tianqing: "Although it is last year's osmanthus hydrosol, it is more mellow and has a unique flavor than the new osmanthus flower. ”

Huo Tianqing glanced at Hua Manlou and couldn't help but admire: "The seventh son of the flower really lives up to his reputation, and he really can't hide anything from your nose." ”

On the other side, Yan Tieshan had been sandwiching the dishes for Lu Xiaofeng, and after a while, half of the carp had already entered Lu Xiaofeng's stomach. Hua Manlou listened to them play a sharp game, and also took a shallow sip of Fenjiu in his cup, and then changed to a pair of chopsticks, and also sandwiched a piece of fish meat for Jun Xuan.

"Miss Jun was born on Feixian Island, and I think she likes to eat fish."

Jun Xuan does like to eat fish, but since she was a child, there are only two kinds of fish she has eaten, one is what she picks herself, and the other is fed by her senior brother. This time, perhaps because Hua Manlou's action was so natural, Jun Xuan thanked him, and then carefully cut the piece of fish into small pieces with chopsticks and sent it to his mouth one by one.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls hardly dislike sweet and sour tastes, the fish meat wrapped in sweet and sour sauce is softly spread on the tongue, and Jun Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly as if she was enjoying it. Her eating appearance is excellent, and she is as serious and focused as her person, so she didn't notice that Hua Manlou had taken advantage of the posture of holding fish for her, and she had been protected by her side.

This is the tacit understanding between Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng. Sure enough, the next moment, Lu Xiaofeng said abruptly: "Where is Manager Yan from?" ”

The atmosphere in the water pavilion instantly froze, except for Jun Xuan, who just glanced up at him, no one was in the mood to drink and eat.

By the time Jun Xuan really finished eating the fish, Hua Manlou had already defused the offensive of Ma Xingkong as an escort. From beginning to end, Hua Manlou never left his seat, and he always protected the little girl who was immersed in eating.

Huo Tianqing didn't move, Lu Xiaofeng didn't move, Yan Tieshan panted heavily, and didn't move in the end.

The person who moved was Su Shaoying, who was pseudonym Su Shaoqing, and he said to Hua Manlou: "I also want to ask the playboy Liuyun Feisleeve and the kung fu of hearing the sound and distinguishing the position, please!" 【1】”

Before the words fell, he had already stabbed Hua Manlou with a chopstick.

Hua Manlou was about to move, but a small hand as white as jade was gently raised. Her movements were not fast, but she effortlessly intercepted Su Shaoying's swift move.

Su Shaoying only felt a chill in his hand, and the soft hand covered the back of his hand, stopping his offensive alive, so that he could no longer get half a step close. The wrist of that hand was still wrapped in a circle of white yarn, and its owner was naturally Jun Xuan.

"You learn the sword." She looked at Su Shaoying fixedly, although he didn't have a sword in his hand at the moment, but he did use the authentic internal swordsmanship.

"Yes. In the next is the disciple of the head of the Emei faction, Su Shaoying in the three Ying and four shows. Su Shaoying quickly retracted his hand, and Jun Xuan didn't stop him.

"Can't you see me with a sword?" As if afraid that Su Shaoying would not be able to see it, Jun Xuan put the sword in his hand across his chest.

Su Shaoying looked at the girl in front of him who was not as good as his chest, and was stunned for a moment before replying, "Naturally, I can see it." ”

Hearing this answer, Jun Xuan said lightly before saying, "Since you practice swords, you can also see me using swords, so why don't you come to me?" Her voice was clear, genuinely confused, and devoid of arrogance and provocation.

The same is true, the expression on Su Shaoying's face softened. Jun Xuan's calm gaze soothed some of the anger in his chest that was aroused by Lu Xiaofeng, so he explained: "I'm twenty-four years old, but you are still young; We are also all guests of the big boss, why should I draw my sword against you? ”

- Although the voice is not gentle, it is no longer the saber rattling of the genius.

Jun Xuan thought about it, walked in front of Hua Manlou, and said to Su Shaoying with some disagreement: "There is no distinction between old and □□ women with a sword, and the one who holds the sword is the swordsman." ”

The girl's words were not loud, but they were like a golden stone falling to the ground, and there was a sound on the ground. Su Shaoying was stunned for a moment, and he seemed to have a comprehension in his heart, and that feeling actually made him desperate to hold a sword. Every swordsman has such urgency. No matter what kung fu is, Su Shaoying is a swordsman in the end.

There were two swords scattered on the ground, Su Shaoying took a deep breath and chose the one that was strong and heavy. He has seen Jun Xuan's light skills today, but he has not seen her sword yet. But it is enough to restrain a little girl's sword path and have absolute strength.

Without further ado, the sword in Su Shaoying's hand was pressing towards Jun Xuan with a wide opening and closing, and he made a set of Emei head Dugu Yihe's original "Sword Double Kill Seven Seven Forty-Nine Potential" to make it skillful and fierce, and the momentum was compelling.

This kind of kung fu is unique. Jun Xuan's experience in the rivers and lakes is still shallow, and even, this battle is her first battle in the rivers and lakes. This kind of kung fu that can be used as both a swordsman and a swordsman, Jun Xuan naturally has never seen it.

But for Jun Xuan, it makes no difference whether he has seen it or not.

Her swordsmanship is fused with bone and blood, and it has been polished by Ye Gucheng for ten years. Ye Gucheng sealed the immortal with a sword, and the swordsmanship that was enough to make Ye Gucheng seal the immortal was unfathomable. How can you use your eyes to see such a sword technique?

If you don't have to see it with your eyes, then for Jun Xuan, the swordsmanship in the whole world is just the same swordsmanship.

Su Shaoying's heavy sword came straight towards Jun Xuan, but she couldn't get close to her at all, the girl was like a flowing cloud in the sky, and like a thin snow falling in the wind in the mountains, gathering and scattering suddenly, unable to catch.

Forty-nine moves have been exhausted, and Su Shaoying's offensive has become more and more fierce. At this time, Jun Xuan suddenly jumped into the air, and disappeared in front of Su Shaoying. By the time he reacted, he felt that the sword in his hand was a little heavier.

The girl wrapped in a broad robe stood gently on the tip of his sword, like a crumbling falling flower on a branch.

She didn't fall, but turned half a circle from Su Shaoying's heavy sword, and the whole person jumped up higher. Su Shaoying took half a step back, but was shocked to find that he had been shrouded in a brilliant sword light.

"Flying Immortals!" Lu Xiaofeng has been paying attention to the battle situation here, and when he saw this scene, he exclaimed in surprise, and the whole person jumped up.

He was right, but he was not right. This is indeed a flying immortal outside the sky, but it is only half a move. If this is really a flying immortal outside the sky, then Su Shaoying has no chance of surviving. Fortunately, this is only a half-trick, so Su Shaoying is still alive.

- Although Su Shaoying's hair was cut off in half by Jun Xuan, and his body was full of wounds cut by sword qi, the sword that should have pierced his throat did not pierce it. While he was still immersed in the light and shadow of that sword, the last killing move had been submerged in Jun Xuan's scabbard.

No one died. Such a result made Lu Xiaofeng suddenly breathe a sigh of relief, and Hua Manlou's breathing also calmed down. This sword made them clearly understand that Jun Xuan was not a little girl hidden under the name of the Lord of Baiyun City, she was a real swordsman.

The first battle has ended, and the victory and defeat are clear. Jun Xuan put his sword behind his back and saluted Su Shaoying: "Thank you for your advice." Tan Yue's swordsmanship is very good, and Xuan has a lot of feelings. There was no victory on her face, and she was also sincerely grateful to Su Shaoying.

Su Shaoying is a swordsman who has become popular in recent years, and he has never really been defeated since he walked the rivers and lakes. At this moment, the sword was folded in Jun Xuan's hand, and his face couldn't help but turn pale and helpless......

After a while, he threw the sword that did not belong to him into the lotus pond, lowered his head and laughed like crying: "Haha! I actually lost! Defeated! When he raised his head, Su Shaoying's face even left tears, and he ran towards Jun Xuan, his voice was full of frenzy: "I have already been defeated, so why do you still let me live?" ”

Jun Xuan frowned, looked at Su Shaoying, who was stunned and rushed in front of her, couldn't help but raise his hand to seal his acupoint, and reprimanded with some anger: "Do you need to die if you lose?" When did the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes become like this? ”

After straightening the wide sleeves of his robe, Jun Xuan said slowly to Su Shaoying: "I learned swords at the age of five, and now it has been ten years, and I have been defeated no less than 3,000 times. No, I've never even won. If you think according to your thoughts, where is Jun Xuan today, it will already be a piece of loess in Baiyun City. ”

After that, Jun Xuan no longer looked at Su Shaoying, but walked to the railing of the Water Pavilion and sat down - Fang Cai's tables and chairs had been completely destroyed, only this place was still clean.

On the other side, Yan Tieshan, who was blocked by Lu Xiaofeng, had already admitted that he was Yan Liben, but Jun Xuan didn't care about it. She sat quietly on the railing of the water pavilion, calmly looking at the lake.

The water pavilion is not big, and there are already several corpses on the ground. These corpses were still missing, but they fell to the ground after a little time after she caught Su Shaoying.

The number of these people is not small, and the effort is not low. But they were still dead, and within a few breaths, they had no time to react when someone slashed their throats with the tip of their swords.

The man in white gently blew off the blood droplets on the sword, and only his eyes staring at Jun Xuan's back were terrifyingly bright.

His sword is also a black sheath, but it is not the one that Jun Xuan is familiar with. The sword intent around him soared into the sky, and it was not the kind that Jun Xuan was familiar with. But with such a sword and such a sword intent, there is no need to think about it as a second person.

Jun Xuan didn't look back, just as the man didn't take a step closer. But she called out the man's name.

"Simon blows snow."

Ximen Fuxue bowed his head slightly and said, "You don't kill people." His voice was surprisingly cold, as merciless as his man, his sword. This is not Guan Gao, but Ximen Blowing Snow is such a person.

Jun Xuan didn't care about Ximen Fuxue's tone, her eyes didn't leave the lotus pond outside the Water Pavilion, she just said calmly: "I have killed people." ”

Ximen Fuxue's gaze fell on the long sword behind her back: "Your swordsmanship is not a murderous swordsmanship. ”

"Yes." Jun Xuan nodded, but suddenly raised his voice slightly before saying, "My swordsmanship is not an unkillable swordsmanship." ”

Before the words fell, Jun Xuan's figure stabbed straight out like a cold blade, and her sword was already out of the sheath!

#小道姑你这样抢剑神台词真的好么? #

#西门, true, with bad rivers and lakes, blowing snow#