The cautious appearance of the drooping boy made Shu Ange smile: "Thank you." ”

After she thanked her, she strode into Feihong Garden.

The drooping boy looked at her and walked in, with a hint of regret in his eyes, which was really heavy for a half-grown child.

However, he had seen too many times that the people who came to challenge the owner of the village walked into Wanmei Villa in high spirits, but finally lay in the coffin and were carried out.

Life is precious, and a child like him understands it, why don't those heroes and heroines who are famous understand it?

In Feihong Garden, there are all kinds of pavilions and pavilions, and the lake is clean and lovely.

Shu Ange's gaze lingered on the scenery for only a moment, and then fell on the white-clothed Ximen Fuxue in the middle of the courtyard.

No one can mistake Simon for blowing snow, because there is only one Simon blowing snow in this world.

The early spring sun warms like a lover's embrace, and he stands on his own feet, standing among the verdant flowers, like eternal ice and snow.

His face was grim, his temperament was solitary, and the sword at his waist was black, narrow, and ancient, in stark contrast to his white clothes.

In a place like Jiangnan, where red dust and fireworks can be raised, Shu Ange was a little surprised.

"Fortunately, Master Ximen."

Shu Ange smiled and walked towards Ximen Fuxue, he didn't even look at her, ignoring her beautiful face and bright smile.

Even the beauty who had to recite the mantra of the heart when the monk saw it, in the eyes of Ximen Fuxue, was only an existence similar to nothingness.

He only had the sword in his eyes.

"The target of this mission strategy appears, and the initial opinion of the target character is 10."

"My sword is a sword that kills."

Shu Ange heard the sound of Ximen blowing snow, cold and ruthless, just like his people.

She smiled, her eyes flowing, her eyes shining, as if thousands of peach blossoms were blooming at the same time.

This is really a wonderful intuition, after she entered the mission, she decided to come to Ximen Fuxue after thinking twice, but she didn't expect that he was Dihua's doppelganger in this plane.

"Unfortunately, my sword is a sword that saves people."

Ximen Fuxue glanced at Shu Ange coldly, and said in a tone without waves: "Then you should leave Wanmei Villa immediately." ”

His sword, as long as it is unsheathed, will see blood, whether the other party is a girl like a flower or a high-spirited teenager.

"I have been immersed in the sword for many years, and I have heard that the master of Ximen Zhuang is unparalleled in the way of the sword, so I have come to ask the owner of the village to teach me."

Shu Ange took a step back, smiled again, and chanted: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. ”

When she chanted, the sword came out of its sheath, and the cold light was like silver, rippling like autumn water, and it swept over the flowers and trees.

The word meteor was closed, Shu Ange gently blew the tip of the sword, and more than a dozen petals of purple and red flowers fell gently.

Ximen Fuxue saw clearly, she took out the sword as fast as lightning, and in an instant, she picked up the petals of different flowers in the same position, and arranged them in turn on the sword.

Good swordsmanship!

"Who did you study with?"

Ximen Blowing Snow, who has seen almost all the swordsmanship in the world, has never seen Shu Ange's sword road.

As she said, although her swordsmanship is as fast as lightning, she is not murderous, and her warmth is like a spring sun, not a murderous swordsmanship.

Shu'an singer pressed on the saber and looked at Ximen Fuxue with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that the owner of Ximen Zhuang loves swords like his life, and he is a person who cherishes talents, Danfeng is confident that he can defeat the owner of the village in two years, you are willing to wait for two years." ”

No one in the world dared to put down such a big talk in front of Simon Blowing Snow.

He glanced at Shu Ange, shook his head and said, "You can't." ”

Judging from her age, she is indeed very strong, but the sword that kills people can kill with just one move, and the sword that saves people is endless, and there are too many omissions.

"The owner of the village is wrong, how many years do you think I have been learning swords?"

Shu Ange turned his words and playfully threw out a question.

Simon Blowing Snow replied without thinking: "More than ten years." ”

Shu Ange smiled, put a pair of slender and white jade hands flat in front of Ximen Blowing Snow, and said in a smug tone: "You guessed wrong, I have been learning swords for less than two months. ”

Her fingers are smooth and delicate, her flesh and bones are even, her skin is white and red, and not only is there no callus on the tiger's mouth, but there is not even the swollen joints that are common to sword-wielding people.

Simon Blowing Snow looked away.

To be precise, it wasn't that he looked away, but that Shu Ange was too cunning.

Shangguan Danfeng did not specifically practice swordsmanship, but the sword was simply a part of Shu Ange's body.

"I'm out of sight."

When he said this, Simon Blowing Snow's eyes suddenly brightened, as if he saw a rare opponent in the world.

He didn't think about Shu Ange's origin, nor did he think about why she had such superb swordsmanship at such a young age, and he didn't think about why she came to Wanmei Villa to find it.

If it was just to compete with him, wouldn't it be better to come back in two years.

"You haven't looked away, although I haven't practiced swords before, I have seen the most exquisite swordsmanship in the world, and I have no sword in my hand and a sword in my heart."

Hearing Shu Ange say that she had seen the most exquisite swordsmanship in the world, a kind of urgent desire burned in Ximen Fuxue's bones.

"Let's have a fight."

The curiosity about swordsmanship made Ximen Fuxue unable to resist the urge to compete with the girl in front of him.

Even his sword is likely to thirst for her blood, and make the smiling girl die of incense.

Shu Ange shook his head with his hands behind his back, blew snow towards the West Gate, and said with a wink: "Two years later, I will definitely fight." Owner, don't you wonder why I came all the way to Wanmei Villa to find you? ”

Not being able to appreciate the mysterious swordsmanship that he had never seen before made Ximen Blowing Snow feel a little bad, he did not hide his emotions, and said coldly: "I'm not curious." ”

"Even if you're not curious, I'll tell you. When someone wants to take my life, I have come to take refuge in you, and I will exchange it for the swordsmanship I know. ”

If there is anything in this world that Ximen Blowing Snow is difficult to resist, it is probably a variety of mysterious and profound swordsmanship.

He barely hesitated, and said directly: "Who is your enemy?" ”

Rather than bothering to protect a person, Simon Blowing Snow prefers a more direct approach - killing the other party's enemy.

Simon Blowing Snow acted both right and evil, but the people he killed were the ones who should be killed.

Those who die at his hands are the most wicked men except those who fight with him.

He looked at people with their own methods, the girl in front of him had a sweet smile and no blood on her hands, and the person who wanted to take her life was very unlikely to be a good person.

Even if that person is a good person, so what, to kill the person he wants to protect in front of Simon Blowing Snow, such a person is probably not born yet.

Shu Ange pursed his lips and smiled, leaned over and picked a blooming flower, put it in his sideburns, and looked at Ximen with a smile: "Second, I love the owner of the village, and I hope that the owner of the village can please me." ”

(Meow,Our male protagonist has finally appeared!) I like the snow blowing at the West Gate very much, hehehe)