Early in the morning of the second day, the red sun was hot, and the sunlight fell on Shang Xiuxun's boudoir through the light gauze framed window paper, and the hibiscus tent was warm and spring. Shang Xiuxun had a sweet night's dream, her long eyelashes trembled twice, and she opened her eyes gently, her watery eyes were a little confused, and she looked at the red silk bead tent on her head fixedly. After a while, she came back to her senses, and her pretty face was not sleepy, and she sat up lazily, her beautiful eyes half-open and half-closed, and she reached out and yawned softly. That lazy appearance is thrillingly beautiful.

At this time, a well-proportioned, demure and dignified girl walked in, and saw Shang Xiuxun looking like a beautiful woman waking up and lazy, so she hurriedly came up and said, "Owner, are you awake?" ”

Shang Xiuxun's starry eyes were half-mi, she glanced at the girl who came over, and said, "It's Fu'er, what time is it?" "This girl is Shang Xiuxun's personal big girl Fu'er, and her status is similar to that of Qingxue next to Dugufeng.

Fu'er stepped forward to help Shang Xiuxun, and served her to lean more comfortably on the bed, while replying: "It's already two o'clock." ”

Shang Xiuxun was half-leaning on the curtain, her cloud-like hair falling down to her chest like a waterfall, her shoulders were half-naked, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and she asked lazily, "What are the deacons doing today?" ”

Fu'er replied: "The owner and Miss Dugu came back very late last night, and I have already informed several deacons according to the owner's instructions that I will not use it for deliberations today." ”

Hearing the words of Miss Dugu, Shang Xiuxun suddenly fell asleep, woke up all of a sudden, and remembered all the experiences of last night. From being teased by Dugu Feng on the top of the mountain, to her playing with Dugu Feng in the hot spring, and even the last fragrant and charming, it is like an absurd and crazy dream. She never dreamed that she would be able to do such a bold and crazy thing because of this momentary anger, and the scene when the two of them were lingering made her feel red when she thought about it. She couldn't have imagined that something like that could happen between two women, if it weren't for the fresh body fragrance like Dugufeng's unique morning dew left on the bed, and the lazy and powerless feeling left by her countless climbs up to the clouds, she couldn't believe that it was really happening.

Thinking of Dugu Feng, Shang Xiuxun's delicate cheeks flushed with a faint flush, and she pretended to be casual and asked, "What about Miss Dugu?" ”

Fu'er looked at Shang Xiuxun a little strangely, and always felt that she was a little different from usual, and couldn't help but look at it twice, only to suddenly find that Shang Xiuxun's beautiful eyes were like water, amorous, ruddy, bright like peach blossoms, lazy with a trace of indelible spring, the whole person was delicate as if she was about to drip water, and she was even more beautiful than usual. Although Fu'er already has a sweetheart, she is still a virgin, so she doesn't understand the meaning of Shang Xiuxun's appearance. Just looked at it curiously and replied, "Miss Dugu got up early in the morning, and now she is practicing her sword in front of the front hall!" When Dugufeng's tone was mentioned, it was with a bit of respect and admiration. This is not only because Dugu Feng healed the old owner's injuries, but also because of Dugu Feng's diligent behavior of practicing hard every morning and evening. Such a person who insists on cultivating so hard is rare even among men, and with Dugufeng's status, it is really commendable to be able to persevere like this for more than ten years. In contrast, the owner of his own farm is a little lazy. Thinking of this, he suddenly found that such an idea was very disrespectful to the owner, so he quickly stopped thinking and concentrated on serving Shang Xiuxun to get up and change clothes.

Shang Xiuxun saw Fu'er frequently looking at her face, and couldn't help but feel a little weak, afraid that she would see something, so she raised her hand to cover her feverish cheeks and said, "Go and get a mirror." ”

The newly wiped glass makeup mirror is smooth and can be seen, and the light can shine on people. The person in the mirror has light sideburns, ruddy cheeks, spring at the corners of the mouth, hazy eyebrows and eyes, and affectionate pulses. This charming and moving look made Shang Xiuxun have a sense of trance and dream, is this really me?

Shang Xiuxun gently stroked her flushed cheeks with her hand, and said to herself in a low voice: "Dugufeng, what a harmful guy." Even she didn't understand why she was so crazy last night, thinking about it, or maybe she was too lonely! It's not a question of how many people are around, it's a matter of mood. She is the only daughter of the previous owner, and she has been cultivated as an heir since she was a child, and she rules her subordinates as naturally as she breathes with a high attitude, and everyone of her age respects her as a god, and has never had any friends. For so many years, there is only Dugufeng, a friend of a similar age and background, just because she treated her seriously ill mother, she treats her as a best friend. But last night's uncontrollable frolic lingering stirred up ripples in her heart, she never thought that there was such a happy and beautiful thing between women, the ecstasy that made people float up to the clouds and almost die and live felt fresh and different, so that she could not say whether to be happy or sad.

Fu'er couldn't hear Shang Xiuxun's muttering clearly, but she was slightly stunned by her abnormality. Shang Xiuxun saw her expression, realized her gaffe, hurriedly restrained her smile, and said calmly: "Well, I'm going to get up, help me make up!" ”

Fu'er answered, and greeted again, and four or five beautiful girls walked in, serving Shang Xiuxun to get up and freshen up. After a busy time, Fu'er suddenly asked, "What are you wearing today?" ”

Shang Xiuxun has a hearty temperament, and has always liked tight-fitting and convenient samurai uniforms, and because her appearance is too good, in order to reflect her majesty in front of everyone in the ranch, most of the time she is dressed in men's clothes. However, since I saw Dugu Feng's heroic and beautiful male clothes yesterday, I can't help but secretly compare my men's clothes to her, and I still owe her innate confidence and heroism, which is a little charming. Thinking of this, he sighed secretly and said, "Let's wear women's clothes!" ”

After dressing, Shang Xiuxun walked out of the boudoir and came to the front hall, looking at Dugu Feng who was practicing swords in the garden from a distance through a window. Dugu Feng's practice is naturally not a profound swordsmanship, but the most basic basic movements with the sword, "stab", "pick", "wipe", "sweep" and other basic movements with the sword are repeated in Dugufeng's hands. Dugu Feng's body is vigorous, people and swords are almost integrated into an inseparable whole, the sword light is flying, the beauty is like jade, and the sword is like a dragon. At first glance, Shang Xiuxun was still attracted by the heroic and vigorous beauty that Dugufeng inadvertently showed when he practiced swords. However, as time passed, the more she looked at it, the more solemn her face became.

Dugu Feng's expression is very focused, each sword is a sword that has poured all its energy, the movements of thousands of tempers are perfect, each sword seems to be a repetition of the previous sword, the action is accurate, as copied in general, but this same sword has a completely different feeling, what is the difference, Shang Xiuxun can't say, repeated and completely different, these two kinds of opposite feelings have been perfectly unified in Dugu Feng's swordsmanship. Being able to deduce the basic sword moves to such an unbelievable level, Dugu Feng's kendo cultivation has really reached the realm of supernatural and unpredictable, no wonder she was captured under Dugu Feng's sword yesterday, and there is indeed an irreparable gap between the martial arts of the two.

Dugu Feng concentrated on refining the last swordsmanship, put away the sword and stood up, exhaled softly, exhaled like a sword, and did not disperse for a long time. As soon as I turned my head, I happened to see Shang Xiuxun standing in the window staring at her intently, Shang Xiuxun was wearing a women's samurai uniform today, and the clothes that fit perfectly showed off her tall and tall body curves, her face was ruddy, her eyes were clear, and she was charming with a hint of heroism, and the people who saw it were excited.

Dugu Feng smiled slightly, and naturally greeted: "Morning!" Sister Shang. ”

Shang Xiuxun is also a person who learns swords, Dugu Feng's wonderful swordsmanship makes her dizzy, her heart is moved, and she can't help but praise when she hears the words: "Sister Feng's swordsmanship is superb, wonderful." It really deserves the name of the 'Sword God' in the world. ”

Dugu Feng was slightly surprised when he heard this, and asked curiously: "When did I have the name of 'Sword God'?" ”

Shang Xiuxun showed an extremely moving smile and raised her voice: "Sister doesn't know yet? You broke into Dongshan Temple because you robbed the apprentice with Master Daoxin, and the matter of fighting Master Daoxin with a sword has already spread all over the rivers and lakes. It is said that when someone asked Master Daoxin for verification, Master Daoxin personally praised your swordsmanship for the mystery of the world, the change of people's hearts, the ability to transform into gods, and the unpredictable opportunity, which has reached the realm of skill close to the Tao. Nowadays, your reputation in the rivers and lakes is directly comparable to that of Fu Cailin, the sword master of Goryeo, and you are regarded as the most outstanding swordsman outside of Fu Cailin today. There are already many people on the rivers and lakes who call you the name of 'Sword God', and regard you as the hope of the future of kendo in the Central Plains. ”

Dugu Feng heard this, and then smiled indifferently. The battle with the old monk of Daoxin, there is nothing to say, although she did not lose, but she did not win, as for the little guy Hongren, since he himself is willing to be a monk, Dugu Feng does not bother to say more, although later I know that he is the future five ancestors of Zen Buddhism, Dugu does not have any regrets, the genius of the world is like a carp across the river, for the current Dugu Feng, the future five ancestors of Zen Buddhism, is nothing, if he can reach the level of Bodhidharma in the future, maybe she will be interested in trying. After understanding his own sword path, looking at the world, there are few characters who can enter the eyes of Dugu Feng. As for the name of "Sword God", most of them are deliberately elevated and killed by some people with ulterior motives, you know, although she has a brilliant record recently, but in the eyes of many people is still a little girl less than twenty, in most people's cognition, her age, limited by skill and experience, even if she is strong, she is limited, even if there is a record of drawing Daoxin, most of them will think that it is because of Daoxin's compassion and not the reason for the killer. The name of "Sword God" was held out in half to provoke the dissatisfaction of the sword masters in the rivers and lakes, and the other half was mostly to attract the attention of extraterritorial masters such as Fu Cailin, so that they had the idea of strangling her.

In the blink of an eye, Dugufeng knew all about this. However, she accepted the name of "Sword God" unceremoniously. In her previous life, when she read Gu Long's novels, she was very envious of the white-clothed Shengxue's "Sword God" Ximen Blowing Snow's demeanor, and now she also has the opportunity to be a "Sword God", so she will naturally not let it go. As for the trouble that the name of "Sword God" may bring, but the matter of slashing it with a sword is not enough to be taken to heart by Dugufeng.

"Dugu Sword God, Sword God Dugu ......" Dugu Feng whispered a few times, the more he read it, the more satisfied he felt, he couldn't help but smile, and said: "Yes, who gave the name 'Sword God'?" Very majestic, perfect for me! The guy with this name has a lot of vision! ”

Shang Xiuxun didn't expect Dugu Feng to react like this, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said with a trembling voice: "How can you be so cheeky, even if it is really suitable for you, you should be humble." How can there be such a straightforward and stunned admittion. ”

Dugu Feng blinked his star-like shining eyes, pretending to be a pure and harmless little white rabbit, and pretended to be surprised: "Didn't you say that there is only the wrong name, and there is no wrong nickname?" ”

Shang Xiuxun couldn't help but amuse her quirky spirits. After laughing for a long time, he stopped, and said, "You have to be careful, I always feel that the person who gave you this name is uneasy and kind." How old you are, you dare to call it 'Sword God', and there are not a few people on the rivers and lakes who are not convinced. You're going to have to get in trouble. ”

Dugu Feng walked into the house, threw herself on Shang Xiuxun, grabbed her arm, and said nonchalantly: "What trouble can there be, it's just a matter of a sword." I'm worried that I don't have a target to practice swords, and if someone voluntarily sends it to my door to try my sword, it's unbelievable! ”

Shang Xiuxun thought about it carefully, and also felt that there was no big problem with this name being passed on, with Dugufeng's family background, there were not many people who could be qualified to challenge her, and although the masters of the older generation were not convinced, it was estimated that they did not have the face to take the initiative to challenge a little girl who was dozens of years younger than them, the only thing to be careful about was that the masters from outside the territory came to challenge, with Dugufeng's cultivation, as long as it was not Fu Cailin, Bi Xuan and others, it would not be possible to help Dugufeng. Thinking of Dugufeng's cultivation, Shang Xiuxun had to marvel, if she hadn't experienced it herself, she wouldn't have thought that Dugufeng could be so powerful, she couldn't even take a sword. However, thinking of yesterday's incident, she became angry, and couldn't help but reach out to pinch Dugufeng's nose again: "It's so majestic!" Is it that my sister is also a sword in your eyes? ”

Dugufeng twisted her face to avoid Shang Xiuxun's hand pinching her nose, and protested dissatisfiedly: "Sister, why do you keep pinching my nose." ”

Shang Xiuxun persevered in chasing after her dodging nose, and finally pinched her small nose carved from jade as she wished, and said with a smile: "Who made Sister Feng'er's nose so cute, it makes people want to pinch it twice when they look at it." ”

Dugufeng couldn't help but protest again and again: "Don't...... Will give a small pinch. In her heart, she lamented, it was really feng shui in turn, she used to bully Song Yuzhi and often pinch her face, but now retribution is coming, and it is her turn to be bullied by Shang Xiuxun.