Chapter Fifty-Eight: Flowers Full of Buildings

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows: "How did you think of coming here?" ā€

Si Nian said indifferently: "I don't want to come at all." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Lu Xiaofeng said: "But you're here." ā€

Si Nian sighed: "I did come. ā€

Lu Xiaofeng asked, "Someone forced you?" ā€

Si Nian nodded: "Someone forced me." ā€

Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "Then I know who it is." ā€

Si Nian said, "You should have known who it was. ā€

Hua Manlou sighed softly on the side: "You didn't pay attention to my reminder, and your murderous intent is even heavier." ā€

Si Nian looked sideways at the gentle Hua Manlou, and said lightly: "But I haven't lost myself. ā€

Hua Manlou asked, "Really not lost?" ā€

Si Nian said: "I really didn't get lost. ā€

Hua Manlou turned his head sideways and asked Lu Xiaofeng, "Did you know you were drunk when you were drunk?" ā€

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "Why do you want to ask me?" ā€

Hua Manlou said: "Because you are often drunk." ā€

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned and said, "I thought I had never been drunk......

Si Nian knew what Hua Manlou wanted to say, he just smiled indifferently: "You're worried about it." ā€

Hua Manlou sighed softly, closed his mouth and stopped talking. He found that the murderous aura on this handsome-looking young man actually caught up with Ximen Blowing Snow. His murderous aura was incompatible with this quiet and elegant environment.

"Who is he?" Honka had never been able to hold back the thoughts in his mind. Although others wanted to know, it was always up to him to ask.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "A sword comes from the west." ā€

Monk Honka was surprised: "Ximen blowing snow? ā€

Lu Xiaofeng tilted his head, equally surprised: "You haven't seen Ximen blowing snow?" ā€

The ancient song monk shook his head: "I stay in the deep mountains and forests every day, and I stay with these old guys, how can I know the legendary figure who is rumored to only go out four times a year, and he is also a legendary figure who goes back after killing people." ā€

Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "Have you ever heard that Ximen Fuxue will put a black gauze on top of his white shirt?" ā€

Monk Honka said: "Isn't he Ximen blowing snow?" ā€

Lu Xiaofeng was still laughing: "Although he smiled very coldly just now, he did laugh." ā€

Monk Honka smiled bitterly: "Indeed, it is impossible for Ximen Fuxue to wear a black gauze robe, how can he still laugh." ā€

"And who is he?" Jin Jiuling was also curious.

At this time, it was not Lu Xiaofeng who replied. Lu Xiaofeng has already begun to drink by himself. Mu Daoren stared at Si Nian and said, "It has something to do with Ximen Blowing Snow, and he has a strong murderous aura." In addition to the master, it is the heir. ā€

Lu Xiaofeng put down his wine glass and laughed: "Obviously, he is not the former." ā€

Jin Jiuling also smiled: "Interesting, the heir of Ximen Blowing Snow actually knows Chu Liuxiang's light skills." One kills when he shoots, and the other never kills. would choose the same person to teach martial arts. It was an eye-opener. ā€

Hua Manlou said lightly: "And you are more eye-opening." ā€

Jin Jiuling was surprised and looked at Hua Manlou: "It's impossible for him to finger Lu Xiaofeng's spirit rhino, right?" ā€

At this moment, it was Hua Manlou's turn to be surprised. Hua Manlou smiled lightly: "I didn't expect your mind to be sharper than that of a blind man like me, and you can even find this." ā€

Everyone present was surprised, of course, except for Lu Xiaofeng, who was drinking seriously, and Hua Manlou, who had known about it for a long time.

Mu Daoren smiled: "Not only did it open his eyes, but even we opened our eyes." ā€

The banquet has dispersed. Honka monks have always paid the most attention to the way of health preservation, waking up early and going to bed early. The Mudao people have laziness, the bitter gourd master has evening classes, and there are only four people left in the cloud room.

Lu Xiaofeng stared at Si Nian, who was sitting on the side, but was studying by himself with his eyes closed, and asked, "Why did Ximen Fuxue ask you to come?" ā€

Si Nian slowly opened his eyes and said indifferently, "Listen to your orders." ā€

Lu Xiaofeng was puzzled: "Listen to my orders?" ā€

Si Nian said: "Because he also knows about it, and he also knows that you will go to him." ā€

Lu Xiaofeng laughed: "He's so confident? ā€

Si Nian looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said, "It's because he doesn't have confidence in you." ā€

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned: "Don't have confidence in me? ā€

Si Nian nodded lightly: "He said it, you always pull him into the water every time." ā€

Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his nose with his right hand and said with a dry smile: "It's also ...... said."

Jin Jiuling then said, "So, where do we start?" ā€

Lu Xiaofeng pondered for a moment, and then grabbed the embroidery left by the embroidery thief when he committed the crime, the embroidery of black peony tattooed on the red satin. "Let's go our separate ways, I'll find someone, and you go back to the six doors to count the thieves who have been strong in martial arts in the past twenty years. And Hua Manlou and Si Nian went to ask the victim again, maybe they missed some clues. ā€

Jin Jiuling said: "Who to go to?" ā€

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Find a tigress!" ā€

Jin Jiuling said: "Which one?" ā€

Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "Of course, it is the most beautiful one." ā€

Jin Jiuling also smiled and said, "Don't forget the most beautiful one, that is, the fiercest one, you be careful of being bitten by her!" ā€

Hua Manlou said lightly: "He will definitely be careful!" ā€

Jin Jiuling said: "Why? ā€

Hua Manlou smiled: "Because he has been bitten several times!" ā€

There are four tigresses in the martial arts. The four tigresses seem to have bitten Lu Xiaofeng a few times.

Si Nian carried the Immortal Sword on his back and walked side by side with Hua Manlou, Hua Manlou's cheeks had always maintained a faint gentleness, as if there was nothing in this world that could make him frown. He was happy, he felt that life was really sacred and beautiful. There is nothing more beautiful than anything in this life. No one can imagine that he is a blind man, a blind man will not walk leisurely on the street so quietly, let alone be full of love for human beings and life, and full of hope for the future. Hua Manlou never needs help from others, and is always ready to help others.

Si Nian turned his head sideways and looked indifferently at Hua Manlou's eyes. A pair of eyes that can see the world of flowers are abnormally unfocused, as if they are blind. But a pair of blind eyes are unusually bright, brighter than any blind person. It's full of love, and kindness......

A gust of spring breeze blew, and the wind was filled with a faint fragrance, but Si Nian didn't smell it. He just felt that the spring breeze was very warm, and that was it...... But Hua Manlou stopped, he slowly turned around, facing the direction of the spring breeze, and then a sweet smile appeared on his quiet cheeks, very gentle and intoxicating. It can make countless women intoxicated...... Because at this moment, many women on the street are looking at the smiling flowers. Whether or not there was another man next to them, they all felt like they were warm......

Si Nian is not a woman, so he didn't fall into intoxication, he just stared deeply at this man who seemed to be forever hopeful about this world. After a long time, Si Nian finally expressed the emotion in his heart, and he said lightly: "I really don't believe that you will be a blind person. Because Si Nian had also seen many blind people, he always thought that the blind man must be a depressed and sad person, because this colorful world was only dark for them.

Hua Manlou slowly turned to Si Nian and smiled: "Actually, it's not bad to be blind, although I can't see, I can still hear and feel, and sometimes I can even enjoy more fun than others." With a happy and contented look on his face, he slowly continued, "Have you ever heard the sound of snowflakes falling on the roof?" Can you feel the wonderful vitality of the buds as they slowly open in the spring breeze? Did you know that in the autumn breeze, there is often a kind of fragrance of leaves from the distant mountains? ā€¦ā€¦ā€

Si Nian didn't answer because he didn't know. He only knew that the drops of blood that blew off the tip of the sword were the most beautiful. Slashing someone else's throat with a sword is the most beautiful. Slowly drawing the sword out of someone else's body is the most gentle......