The warblers and Yanyan came over together, and the charm of the silver ticket made them forget their fears.

Surrounded by beauties, Ximen Blowing Snow did not mean to hug left and right, he walked away as fast as lightning, making Zhongmei pounce.

"Dirty, don't touch me."

The beauties were petrified in place, Shu Ange pursed her lips and snickered, in her impression, Ximen Fuxue was a picky and clean person.

He has been dressed in white for many years, and he has to bathe and change his clothes every time he goes, and he will not be stained with dust and blood when he kills.

The old bustard was startled by the murderous aura exuded by Ximen Chuixue's body, and she stammered: "Xiaohong, Xiaocui, the two of you will bring the two of you to the Shuyu Pavilion, and everything will be arranged by this son." ”

Although Ximen Fuxue's appearance is very handsome, his temperament like an ice sculpture and his silent murderous aura cause most people to dare not look up at his face.

The Jade Pavilion is elegant and chic, the flowers and plants are luxuriant, the trees are shady, and the rockery is surrounded by flowing water.

After sleeping in the open for so many days, Shu Ange touched the soft and clean bedding, just wanting to sleep quickly. Sean Blowing Snow directly threw out a silver ingot, and asked the people of Yanxia Pavilion to buy a brand new quilt, all of which were up to date.

His picky behavior made Shu Ange breathtaking, and his lavish expenses also made her feel wasteful, in order to make the best use of things, she asked the people in Yanxia Building to bring back two sets of quilts.

In the past three days, Ximen Fuxue did not go out, he smoked incense and bathed and fasted for three days, as if he was flying thousands of miles, just to come to a luxurious green building in a strange town to relax.

At dusk on the fourth day, Simon Blowing Snow changed into a new set of clothes, which were white from head to toe, as white as snow.

Shu Ange had never seen such a man who liked white, and she followed him when Ximen Fuxue went out.

He was still as usual, he didn't stop her, he didn't wait for her, there are not many people in this world who can use light skills to keep up with Ximen blowing snow, and Shu Ange can only be regarded as half of them at this time.

Because, if it weren't for Simon Blowing Snow suddenly stopped, she would probably have watched him disappear from sight.

They came to a spacious mansion with the main entrance, and when the servant saw the two of them, he turned around and ran, and no one dared to come forward to intercept them.

If Shu Ange is an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts, she will also choose to turn around and run away when facing Ximen Blowing Snow.

Isn't it bad to live only once?

When the two walked to the atrium, the owner of the house walked out with a big move.

He was born with a dignified appearance, a bee waist and an ape back, and his muscles were tight and lean.

Hong Tao glanced at Ximen Blowing Snow, then at Shu Ange, and then arched his hand: "Under the 'lightning knife' Hong Tao, I don't know what the two of you are doing when you come to visit?" ”

"Kill you."

The word Ximen blowing snow landed, Hong Tao's eyes widened, and he asked with an incredulous look: "Why, when did Hong offend Your Excellency?" ”

"Zhao Gang."

Shu Ange listened to the conversation between the two on the side, and lit wax for Hong Tao in his heart, and the person Ximen Blowing Snow wanted to kill had never missed.

"Your Excellency is a friend of Zhao Gang of 'One Sword Town Kyushu'?"

Hong Tao's expression had changed, and his fingers had been placed on the scabbard.

He is not so kind to everyone, the person who dared to come to the Hong Mansion to provoke last time was already three feet tall on the grave.

Simon Blowing Snow shook his head and didn't speak.

"Your Excellency came all the way to kill me for someone you don't know?"

In the face of Zhao Gang's questioning, Ximen Chuixue just nodded, and said not even a word impatiently.

Hong Tao's face changed greatly, he involuntarily took a step back, and asked a last question in shock: "Your Excellency, is Ximen blowing snow?" ”

This question, Ximen Fuxue didn't return, Shu Ange hugged his arm, and replied with a sympathetic face: "The owner of Ximen doesn't like to talk nonsense with people." ”

Hong Tao gritted his teeth, Ximen Chuixue is a famous strange person in the rivers and lakes, his temper is very strange, and his swordsmanship is unrivaled.

When he intends to kill someone, he will not stop until he dies.

The crow quacked, a gust of wind blew, the grass and trees shook, and the brilliant sunset in the western sky was like a lover's smile.

Hong Tao drew his knife without warning, his knife was as fast as lightning, and Shu Ange saw him attack eight knives in an instant.

This set of knife techniques has a nice name - Jade Lianhuan, and Zhao Gang died under this set of knife techniques.

Everything was only in an instant, and Ximen Fuxue's sword pierced Zhao Gang's throat.

His eyes widened, and he slowly fell backwards, slamming to the ground like a mountain.

When the sword was drawn, there was still blood on the tip of the sword.

Simon blew the snow gently, blood dripping from the tip of the sword, and his expression remained indifferent, as if it was not a person who died under his sword, but just grass and trees.

Shu Ange looked at him in a daze and sighed leisurely.

The wind rose, and the snow in Ximen disappeared into the long street, and Shu Ange hurriedly followed.

She had a hunch that following Ximen Blowing Snow, her light skills would continue to improve at an inhuman speed.

After killing Hong Tao, the two hit the road again and rushed back to Wanmei Villa in Jiangnan.

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only meet Jiangnan Lao. The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain.

In the south of the Yangtze River in April, the scenery is picturesque, the flowers are splendid, the grass is green, and the boys and girls in thin clothes are green and beautiful, just like a moving picture.

Shu Ange's identity in Wanmei Villa is a little embarrassing, although she often meets Ximen Blowing Snow, but so far she can only barely be regarded as a friend.

But in the eyes of the servants of Wanmei Villa, Ximen Fuxue has never been close to women, and she is very likely to be the future wife of the owner, and she has special respect for her.

On this day, Shu Ange and Ximen Chuixue were discussing sword moves, and the servant suddenly came to report: "Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou are here." ”

If there is a person who can be regarded as a friend in the rivers and lakes, it should be Lu Xiaofeng, he nodded lightly, and the servant understood what he meant.

Shu Ange had a trace of excitement in her heart, not because she was about to see Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, but because Shangguan Feiyan had already started to do it, she had been recuperating for so long, it was time to move her hands and feet.

"Owner, can I see Lu Xiaofeng?"

Shu Ange put forward his request with a decent smile, and Ximen Fuxue hummed and agreed.

Except when talking about swordsmanship together, he was always so concise and to the point, as if saying one more word would cost electricity.

But he didn't refuse himself, thinking of Lu Xiaofeng, a glimmer of light flashed in Shu Ange's eyes.

Shangguan Feiyan has already gone to him and Hua Manlou, this time when Shangguan Danfeng is not dead, will she pretend to be her identity and trick Lu Xiaofeng into monopolizing the treasure for them.

No matter where Lu Xiaofeng is, he will not be restrained, even in Wanmei Villa, which is regarded as a forbidden place by everyone in the rivers and lakes, he still exudes a leisurely and complacent temperament.