Chapter 16
On the way to the Lantern Festival, Xiuxiu was talking excitedly.
"Young master, do you know, I heard that there was a snatching of lanterns last year."
Wang Xu listened to it without a stubble, while thinking to himself.
It seems that Xiuxiu is almost good now, after all, as long as people are willing to live, they will eventually come out of the shadows.
He looked at the smiling and beautiful girls around him, the hot-blooded young people who pretended to be heroes, and the joyous scenes of the whole city, and seemed to have no sense of the impact of the series of tragedies that had happened a few days ago on the city.
The people here are trying to live, and even the whole city is trying to bloom with a fresh atmosphere.
But it's just living.
Wang Xu suddenly felt a little bored, feeling that he was no longer enjoying the excitement of the mundane, but felt that he was really alive when he drew his sword to fight and face death.
Wine and food, soft voice, but it attracts a little sorrow,
The sword light and sword shadow seduces the soul and kills, but it reflects my heart.
Wang Xu unconsciously felt that he had a deeper understanding of swordsmanship, there is a way to be a lover's sword, the most sad, so the knife is the most ruthless.
In his mind, he had a slight understanding of the soul slashing of the third layer of the Mo family's sword technique, and I am afraid that the soul slashing was not the so-called ghost, but himself.
"Young master, young master?"
The crisp voice next to him interrupted Wang Xu's thoughts.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Xu came back to his senses and asked.
"Young Master Xu, you suddenly stopped just now, and then started, and started to ......"
Xiaohuan is a little slurred.
"Young Master Xu, you were distracted for a while just now."
Zhang Guo on the side took over and said, "Are you okay?" ”
"Nope. Did I just wander for a long time? ”
"It's probably almost half a pillar of incense."
Xiuxiu looked at Wang Xu worriedly, "Young master, otherwise, let's go back and rest first." ”
"It's okay, it's just that I suddenly figured out a difficult thing."
Wang Xu said as he probed his body.
"What's going on?!"
He suddenly found that the existential power in his body was missing by more than half.
Wang Xu hurriedly checked his body and found that there seemed to be no change, but he felt a cold power appear around him.
He thought for a moment and said silently.
"Silver!"
The silver, translucent border resurfaced in front of him.
'Wang Xu——
Other:
The Mo family's knife trick, the realm is mortal, the energy is insufficient, and it cannot be improved'
It's normal to get here.
Wang Xu continued to look down, and suddenly found that the Liu family's knife technique had suddenly disappeared.
The grid originally occupied by the Liu family's knife technique was replaced by a new line of big characters.
'Unknown knife technique, subsequent levels need to be deduced, and energy is insufficient'
He stared intently into the past, and saw a flicker behind the unknown sword technique, and a row of instructions appeared.
'It is made of the epiphany of the extreme level of the Liu family's knife technique combined with the Mo family's knife technique to cut the soul'
The introduction continues after the text.
'With God into the sword, out of the knife without regrets'
"What's the situation, what is the meaning of using God into the sword?"
Wang Xu resisted the idea that he wanted to try the knife immediately, and continued to watch this annual lantern festival.
The red light hangs high, and there is laughter and laughter.
Talented and beautiful women will be married.
Wang Xu stood in the distance at this time and watched Xiuxiu, and Xiaohuan and the two talked and laughed around the lanterns.
"Zhang Guo, you guys should go over too, it's rare to have a lantern festival once a year."
He said to Zhang Guo, who was a little envious next to him.
"But, Young Master Xu......"
Zhang Guo seemed to be worried about something.
"It's okay, I'm here, don't worry about my safety."
Wang Xu pointed to the horizontal knife on his waist and said indifferently: "Go ahead." ”
Zhang Guo ran to the lantern with Xiong Hei on his face full of joy, enjoying a rare celebration.
Wang Xu retracted his gaze and listened to the little song next to him, but he was thinking about what happened just now.
He had a feeling in his heart before, and he should have realized the role of the heart and body technology center, so as to attract the Yuan Spirit, so that it could be guided to the optimal direction spontaneously, so that he had a trace of understanding of the Mo family's sword technique of slashing souls.
"Soul slashing, originally I thought it was a sword technique, but it can kill ghosts and gods, it seems that it is more than that."
Wang Xu closed his eyes slightly, feeling the surroundings, and gradually, everything around seemed to be stripped away, leaving only himself and a knife beside him.
He held his hand on the hilt of the knife, and his inner peace was incomparably calm, and the gloom and slight fear in his heart were swept away.
Wang Xuming realized.
When he strikes the knife now, before cutting the enemy, he first cuts himself, and he has no obstacles in his heart.
Wang Xu's face was happy, which showed that after directly cultivating through Yuan Ling, the things did belong to him completely, so he could build a high position and improve his sword skills to a higher level.
At this time, when he looked at this fish and dragon dancing together, he had a different taste in his heart.
Suddenly, there was some commotion ahead.
"What's wrong!"
"Looks like someone is fighting."
"Which girl is it for?"
A shout sounded not far away, attracting many people to gather around.
Wang Xu frowned, slightly disappointed.
He was about to turn around and leave, when he saw Xiong Hei running over with a anxious face.
"Young Master Xu, it's not good, Young Master You'an has started a fight with others."
Wang Xu was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and then remembered this Wang Jiren.
Wang Jiren, whose name is You'an, is the youngest son of his third mother, Fang Xiaoqing.
The Wang family has been passed down to Wang Shidao's generation, and there are five young masters and two young ladies in the palace.
Among them, Wang Shidao, the eldest son, is the best candidate to inherit the Wang family both legally and logically, so he took over part of the business early and began to take care of the family business, which is also the most valued by Wang Shidao.
Although Wang Xu lost his mother at an early age, his mother and Wang Shidao were in love, unlike other partial houses, just to strengthen the family.
Therefore, he was very favored after he was born, and after he lost his mother, he was handed over to the main house to raise, and he will definitely have no worries about food and clothing in the future.
As for the other rooms, I'm afraid that when Wang Shidao gets old, it is estimated that it will depend on whether Wang Rubin is willing to support him.
Despite this, some people still feel that they are the young masters of the Wang family, so they should have no worries about food and clothing, and they should be raised by their families as a matter of course.
Among them, Wang Jiren is the leader who has this kind of thinking, although his name is Jiren, but he is a high-flying person, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and he is proficient in everything.
Judging from Wang Xu's senses, this person is not as good as Cui Xiuyi, although Cui Xiuyi is a good woman, she never pays attention to women from good families, so she is called the prodigal son.
And this Wang Jiren, relying on the favor of his mother Fang Xiaoqing, I am afraid that he has secretly done a lot of things that ruined the family.
Wang Xu remembered the character of his younger brother in his memory, so he didn't want to care about this matter, but since he was the second young master of the Wang family, if he hadn't encountered it, he could pretend not to know, but if he did, he had to take care of some things.
So he changed his smiling face, calmed the anxious bear black, and led him towards the crowd.