How could that be.

Li Liuchen looked at the mirror again, her eyes were clear at this time, and she didn't mean anything else, only the joy of being recognized by Yefeng Pavilion.

He thought to himself, how could she, who was only a twelve-year-old child, think like that about himself, and it was really ridiculous that he would think like this.

No, it's not right, he himself said that children always lower people's defenses, she kills people without blinking, she is not an ordinary child.

Brushing away the doubts in her heart, Li Liuchen asked her to go back to rest.

Night gradually fell, the shadows of the trees outside the inn were projected on the windows, swaying as if someone was wandering outside, he slept lightly and suspiciously, naturally he couldn't sleep.

Li Liuchen couldn't sleep, so he went to the room of the opposite door Xijing.

The door was not even tied from the inside.

Even if she behaves very specially, she is a child after all, and she is not always defensive against the outside world.

Li Liuchen pushed the door in, and the door creaked softly.

Xijing woke up from the moment he stood at the door before he pushed the door, she deliberately didn't bolt the door, she always had to leave some flaws, it was too rigid and easy to break, a sharp sword that revealed its edge at all times, it would only be broken early.

She could feel the other party slowly approaching, and there was no killing intent.

He sat down slowly, watching her silently without speaking. She breathed evenly and calmly, sounded like she slept very deeply, and smashed her mouth twice, maybe she dreamed of something delicious.

Only the moonlight gave the interior its outline, and there was nothing outside except the slight rustle of the trees in the wind.

Xijing pretended to be asleep and unintentionally turned over, adjusted to the angle where he could see him, as if he was subconsciously scratching his face when he was uncomfortable, hummed twice as if he unintentionally opened his eyes when he was asleep, and then was startled by the figure sitting next to him.

"Ah......h

Li Liuchen chuckled, this is what a child should look like.

He stood up and said, "It's fine, just to see if you can't sleep because you're too happy." ”

Then he turned and walked out, closed the door, and went back to his room.

The mirror snorted, disturbing her sleep, asshole.

The next morning, after breakfast, we continued on the road to the helm of the Night Maple Pavilion. Li Liuchen changed into his swaggering red clothes again, and also put on a mask, as if he was afraid that others would not recognize him.

Sure enough, not far from the city, three or four men stopped in front.

The leader was Liu Daxia, who met in the teahouse yesterday, and the rest of the people seemed to be from different sects and different styles of clothing.

"Adversary! Today is your time of death! Several people shouted arrogantly.

I don't know where they got the courage, thinking that just these few people can besiege and kill the young master of Yefeng Pavilion.

The suburbs are densely wooded and have many shrubs, so it is easy to think of Tibetans.

Li Liuchen deliberately attracted attention with such a swagger, in order to give them a chance to come and kill them, and then let them know the fate of their incompetence.

He doesn't have to do it himself.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage, without nonsense, and directly drew his sword to confront several people.

Li Liuchen opened the curtain of the carriage and was about to explain a few words, when Xijing suddenly grabbed him and asked, "What does Master plan to do with them?" ”

The ghost mask couldn't see his expression, he could only see the coldness in his eyes, and he could read it even if he didn't answer: of course, he sent them all to Hades.