In the Liu family's practice room, Liu Qingxue's body was agile, turning into a blue afterimage, and the sword wind was whistling, making a low roar with the sword blade.

It was not yet time to teach, Liu Heng had not yet appeared, and Liu Qingxue came to the practice room early to dance the sword. For her, this is also another pastime, only when the heart follows the sword, and when the heart is immersed in the sword, she can abandon everything and immerse herself in the soft and swift sword intent of "Wind and Snow".

Since Mrs. Liu suddenly fainted last time, although she has been treated and woken up again, her face is still sallow and ugly, and her body is gradually weak, and after several times of diagnosis and treatment by the doctor, it is still unknown for unknown reasons, so Liu Qingxue often remembers in her heart, and resents that she can't help, so she can only immerse herself in swordsmanship.

Suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening with a "squeak", Liu Qingxue didn't look back, and the sword in his hand showed the thirteen-style "Feng Heng" and the seventeenth "Snow Kite" one by one, but his feet slowly moved in the direction of the door.

When she pushed a few steps outside the door, her back was still facing the door, and with her shoulder as the axis, the sword light drew a clear and complete arc above her head, pointing in the direction of the door.

There was no sound at the door. Liu Qingxue turned around, Chen Ye stood silently in front of the door, bowed slightly, and didn't look at Liu Qingxue's eyes, but the tip of Liu Qingxue's sword was only two inches away from his eyes.

Liu Qingxue put away her sword and turned around, and asked coldly, "Your master called you here again?"

Chen Ye looked very respectful and bowed his head and said, "Miss......"

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Qingxue suddenly took out his sword again, stabbing directly into Chen Ye's chest, and without seeing Chen Ye make any movements, his right hand suddenly flashed a slight blue light, and slapped horizontally on Liu Qingxue's blade, leading the edge to the side. Then he swept sideways to avoid Liu Qingxue, dodged and retreated to Zhang Xu, still bowing his head and said, "Why did Miss do it?"

Liu Qingxue looked at Chen Ye's agile skills, secretly admired in her heart, and said loudly: "If you defeat me, I will go with you." ”

"Miss misunderstood, it's Master Hou......" Before the voice fell, another sword stabbed him. Chen Ye's hands were full of blue light, Liu Qingxue's sword blade slashed towards his palm, but it could not pierce the cyan halo shrouded outside his palm, this faint light group actually seemed to have substance, and it was connected with the sword blade, and it also made a shallow sonorous sound.

Liu Qingxue's fighting spirit rose, and the more urgent the sword became, and she didn't have to worry about really hurting Chen Ye. It's just that Chen Ye has always taken a defensive posture, and he hasn't fought back once, Liu Qingxue can still clearly feel that Chen Ye is suppressing his internal force, and he doesn't let the internal force in his hand hurt Liu Qingxue through the blade.

The strength of the sword was close to full strength, but Chen Ye had always dealt with Liu Qingxue's attack with ease, and there was no decline at all, so Liu Qingxue became more and more interested in Chen Ye's mysterious internal strength and internal strength, and also confirmed that Chen Ye was indeed a master of the internal strength as rumored, but I don't know if his cultivation has surpassed Liu Qingxue, or if the internal strength is better than the external martial arts swordsmanship.

Chen Ye suddenly clasped his hands together in front of him, and the light clusters of his two hands merged together, and the blue light was even stronger, meeting Liu Qingxue's sword blade and forcing him back a few steps. So he finally said in a stitching manner: "Miss, stop, my subordinates have something important to tell you." ”

"I'm not interested in your master's words, if you are willing to teach me this internal exercise, I will listen to your nagging. Liu Qingxue held the sword and was about to step forward again.

"Miss, Madame is sick!" Chen Ye saw that Liu Qingxue had no intention of stopping, and hurriedly shouted.

Liu Qingxue's momentum of rushing forward suddenly stopped, and she glanced at Chen Ye with some confusion, and after she confirmed that Chen Ye was not using this excuse to ask for her entanglement, a panicked look appeared in her always cold eyes, and she immediately turned around, put the sword into the sheath, and left the practice room in a blink of an eye.

Chen Ye looked at the door of the practice room and was secretly distracted.

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When Liu Qingxue arrived at Mrs. Liu's residence, several servants and maids stood behind them with sad faces. An old man who looked like a doctor also stood aside with his head bowed, shaking his head slightly.

Liu Qingxue suddenly had an ominous premonition, and the whole person knelt in front of the bed, leaning on the back of her mother's hand with her forehead, sobbing incessantly, and her whole body trembled slightly.

Mrs. Liu lay on the bed, her face as pale as paper, her lips blue, but she still had a smile on her face. She tried hard to reach out and touch Liu Qingxue, but she didn't have any strength at all, so she let her right hand hold it in Liu Qingxue's hand.

Her lips squirmed slightly, as if to say something. Liu Qingxue forcibly suppressed her sobs and stepped forward to listen to what her mother wanted to say.

"Don't ...... Don't cry......" Mrs. Liu still had Liu Qingxue's familiar smile on her face, but she could clearly feel that the vitality in her mother's body was gradually passing away, just like her body temperature that was gradually getting colder. Liu Qingxue was almost begging: "Mother, don't ...... Don't you go...... I'm afraid ......"

There was the sound of eager footsteps behind him, but Liu Qingxue didn't care, just afraid that her mother would drive west as soon as she turned her head. The person who came knelt down beside Liu Qingxue with a thud, and said with a little crying: "Mother......! What's going on...... Don't scare me!" it was Liu Binyuan who rushed back.

He turned his head and asked Liu Qingxue: "Sister, what's wrong with my mother? The last time the illness was not so serious......" Liu Qingxue just shook her head, two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, unable to speak.

Mrs. Liu's eyes were sloppy, and she seemed to notice that Liu Binyuan was coming, and called softly: "Binyuan......"

Liu Binyuan hurriedly put his ear to his mother's mouth, only to hear her say, "You have to take care of it...... Take care of your sister, and ...... And your father......" Her voice was staccato and seemed to stop at any moment. Liu Binyuan agreed repeatedly, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

Mrs. Liu continued: "Help your sister...... And your dad and ...... Reconciliation, a family is always ...... It can't be like this all the time...... Frozen like this...... "Liu Binyuan didn't want to think about it anymore, but nodded again and again, no matter what Mrs. Liu said at this time, he would quickly agree.

Mrs. Liu tried to turn her head sideways and looked at Liu Qingxue, who nodded with tears on her face. Mrs. Liu smiled with relief and slowly closed her eyes: "Your father is here...... Where......"

This sentence seemed to consume all her life, and her voice gradually weakened, and she did not move after she finished speaking, and she could not wait for an answer. Liu Qingxue called twice in a row, but there was no response, and both of them panicked. Although Liu Qingxue and Liu Binyuan had expected this result for a long time, their hearts still hurt as if they had been taken away from a part.

The doors and windows separated the wind and snow whistling outside, but Liu Qingxue only felt that the chill rose suddenly from her heart, far better than the cold outside the window.

Both of them lay down in front of the bed, hugging each other and crying. A few servants and maids standing behind him also couldn't stop wiping away their tears, and the room was full of sobbing.

Liu Qingxue was the first to stop sobbing, and just looked at Mrs. Liu stupidly. But she cried for a long time, her eyes were red and swollen, and her legs were numb, but she didn't want to stand up, so she leaned on her half-kneeling in front of Mrs. Liu's bed.

Liu Qingxue suddenly remembered something, raised her head and asked a servant woman behind her, her voice was a little hoarse: "Hasn't the master come yet?"

The servant woman saw that Liu Qingxue's eyes were red and the tears on her face had not dried, she felt pity, and hesitated for a long time but couldn't speak. A woman in her fifties next to her hurriedly took over the conversation: "Mr. Chen, who was next to the old man before, brought a letter, saying that Master Heng in the Northern Wasteland seems to be ...... It seemed that something had happened, so the old man hurried over. ”

Liu Qingxue recognized that it was Steward Yuan in the house, and she didn't think she would talk nonsense and chew the root of people's tongues. A surge of anger suddenly surged in her heart, and her heart, which had been slightly softened by her mother's dying words, suddenly cooled down again, and said coldly: "The head of the Liu family is really a great opportunity!"

Several subordinates heard the chill in her tone, and they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at her, nor did they dare to answer. Many people are also holding grievances for their mothers in their hearts, but no one dares to say it, and Steward Yuan only stands silently. Only Liu Binyuan pulled her sleeve next to her, signaling her not to get angry. Liu Qingxue turned her head and stopped talking, and knelt in front of the bed for a long time, until her legs were numb and unconscious, and then she and Liu Binyuan barely stood up with the support of several servants.

Liu Yuelei still didn't come, Liu Binyuan rarely took care of things, and Liu Qingxue had to try to arrange her mother's funeral. Fortunately, Steward Yuan was on the side to help command, although Liu Qingxue had no experience, she also coped with it.

Once everything is arranged, just wait for the people to set it up. Liu Qingxue thought of her mother's pale and lifeless appearance, as if there were thousands of fine needles piercing her heart, and suddenly felt bored, so she went out alone. After Liu Qingxue went out, she didn't have the slightest interest in practicing swords, and she couldn't muster any spirit, so she strolled around Shuofang City silently.