Ximen Fuxue gently held the palm of his hand, and the porcelain bowl fell steadily on the stone table.

The sun was just right, the weather was slightly cold, he stared at Shu Ange and persuaded again: "It's winter soon, can't you wait for spring to go to Nanzhao?" ”

"It's always inconvenient to train troops in winter."

Shu Ange pursed his lips and chuckled, suddenly grabbed Ximen Blowing Snow's fingers, and pinched it a few times mischievously: "Ximen Zhuang Master, you seem to have forgotten that Nanzhao is far away in the southwest, and the winter there is warmer than Jiangnan." ”

The slightly bitter fragrance of flowers drifted away with the wind, Ximen Fuxue lowered his eyes and looked at Shu Ange's slender fingers like jade, and his palm suddenly closed, holding her soft pair in a slightly cool big hand.

"I'll go to Nanzhao with you."

Shu Ange hummed softly, and Ximen Fuxue raised his other hand and tightened his cloak for her: "I don't know how to march and fight, and I can't train and set up troops, but I will always protect you." ”

Simple words are better than thousands of confessions, Shu Ange stood on tiptoe, leaned his cheek on Simon Blowing Snow's shoulder, and asked: "What about your sword, are you willing to let go of the obsession in your heart for me?" ”

She looked at Simon Blowing Snow's black and white eyes, with a serious expression and a serious tone.

What Shu Ange wants is not a momentary pleasure, but a long-term stay. If Simon Fuxue had treated everything between the two of them as an experience, she would rather never have it.

Ximen Fuxue's fingers unconsciously put on the hilt of the sword, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He took her to heart, and began to have the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of his own, and the title of Sword God seemed to be a distant past.

Do you really want to give up, when he was not yet a sword high, he already liked the sword, and now more than twenty years have passed, the sword is already a part of his body.

"I-"

Ximen Fuxue said my word, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes looked at Shu Ange a little more struggling.

Shu Ange's clear eyes reflected the figure of Ximen Fuxue, he suddenly untied the sword at his waist, glanced at it, and handed the sword to her.

"What is this?"

"A certain seven-year-old learned swords, and he was successful in seven years, and he didn't meet an opponent before you."

Speaking of this, Ximen Fuxue added another sentence: "Only sincerity and justice can reach the peak of swordsmanship." When I was seven years old, I vowed to pursue kendo in this life, and I would not hesitate to sacrifice my life for the sake of the Great Dao. ”

It was as if he was explaining something, and it seemed like it was just his mental journey as a teenager.

When he heard that Ximen Fuxue swore at the age of seven and did not hesitate to sacrifice his life to prove his kendo, Shu Ange felt a little melancholy in his heart.

"Sword, here you go."

Ximen Fuxue put the cold black sheath long sword in her palm, his eyebrows suddenly stretched, and his cold temperament as frost and snow faded a lot.

A person who loves the sword as much as his life is willing to put the sword in the hands of his lover. Who else can afford to doubt this sincerity?

Shu Ange took the black sheath sword in her hand, removed her head from Ximen Fuxue's shoulder, and with a slight movement of her wrist, half of the sword was exposed through the cold light like water.

The body of the sword reflected her white face and clear eyes like water, and the Shu An singer stroked the sword with his finger, and then put the sword into the sheath.

"Simon, who told you that in the pursuit of kendo, you must break off love?"

Even though Ximen Chuixue made it clear that he was willing to let go of his obsession with kendo for Shu Ange, she still wanted him to understand that there was no conflict between sword and love.

"If you want to achieve something, you must endure loneliness and pain."

Faced with Shu Ange's question, Ximen Fuxue did not dodge, and directly gave the answer in his heart.

In fact, after getting to know her, his previous unwavering beliefs have begun to slowly disintegrate.

Ximen Fuxue has always felt that if you want to achieve something in swordsmanship, you must pay a hundred times the hard work and not be burdened by the world.

But Shu Ange's appearance was like a mirror, making him examine himself.

She loves life, never hides her admiration for him, and is willing to help others, but also punishes her opponents.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

Shu Ange is extremely fast, and at the same time leaves a back road, which is completely different from the style of Ximen blowing snow.

The last time he lost to Shu'an Singer, Ximen Chuixue always felt that it was an accident, after all, he had already acted at that time, and he couldn't fight with the mentality of not ending as usual.

But after witnessing the battle between Shu Ange and Huo Xiu, Ximen Chuixue finally understood that if the two really fought a battle of life and death, the one who fell must be him.

Therefore, when he said the previous sentence, Simon Fuxue was not sure in his heart.

"The sword can be integrated into the blood and bones, and the sword can be one. But man is the soul of the sword, there is no one, and the sword is always just a sword. ”

Shu Ange put Ximen Fuxue's sword on the stone table, and then walked towards him empty-handed.

"Your sword, where?"

"My sword?"

Simon Blowing Snow muttered, his eyes first confused, and then suddenly lit up.

"My sword, in my heart!"

Shu Ange finally laughed, she stretched out her arms and hugged Ximen Fuxue tightly, leaned into his ear, bit his earlobe, and said in a dumb voice: "My sword is on you." ”

Simon Blowing Snow's body stiffened suddenly, and then two suspicious red clouds rose on his pale and bloodless cheeks.

"The target character's friendship is +10, the current friendship is 95, and the host should not forget to complete the main quest!"

"Before going to Nanzhao, let's visit the church and get married."

Shu Ange never doubted Ximen Blowing Snow's action, she believed that as long as she nodded now, Ximen Blowing Snow would be able to arrange the Xitang in less than three days.

It's a pity that she can't agree for the time being, Shu Ange put her lips on Ximen Fuxue's ear: "After the triumph, it's not too late to get married." ”

In the end, it was Ximen Fuxue who made concessions, and getting married was a happy thing for both parties, and he couldn't tie up Shu'an Ge Chapel.

The journey from Jiangnan to Nanzhao was long, Shu Ange and Ximen Fuxue bought many Central Plains specialties, disguised themselves as merchants, and brought the recruited private soldiers to Nanzhao as dart guests.

No matter in any era, as long as you can afford to pay for it, you can always buy people to work for yourself.

Ximen Chuixue once suggested that Shu Ange should mainly recruit people from the rivers and lakes, but she refused.

He was very puzzled by this, after all, in Ximen Chuixue's opinion, Jianghu people are very good, and they can use one to ten, ordinary people are too fragile and have low combat effectiveness.

Shu Ange did not dislike the naivety of Ximen Blowing Snow, she used the sand table to explain to him in detail the importance of tacit cooperation between soldiers on the battlefield.

The higher the kung fu, the higher the human nature, the more masters from different sects get together, and it is very easy to cause trouble if they are not convinced by each other.

In contrast, ordinary people are better managed and trained into a cohesive organization.

Shu Ange will hire Jianghu people with strong martial arts, but she will not directly integrate these people into ordinary teams and send them to the battlefield to fight, but will arrange special tasks for them.

The so-called special mission is actually assassination.

Imagine that the two armies are fighting, and the leaders of the enemy army are suddenly assassinated, and the soldiers below will be in chaos.

Although Nanzhao claims to be a country, in fact, it is just a few ethnic minorities who have established themselves as kings.

They were constantly at odds with each other, and fighting for territory and population was common.

Shu Ange spent a lot of money to buy a vast piece of land in Nanzhao, which had mountains and rivers and land that could be cultivated and grazing.

She adopted the method of military cantonment, and the people and soldiers who came to Nanzhao from the Central Plains in less than a year were already self-sufficient.

In this regard, Ximen Blowing Snow, who was shocked by Shu Ange's whimsical ideas from time to time at the beginning, has begun to become numb.

When she saw Shu Ange skillfully drawing many drawings of various weapons and siege equipment, Ximen Chuixue didn't know what else she couldn't.

When the spring was about to pass, Zhu Zhu and Hua Manlou came to Nanzhao to help, and then Lu Xiaofeng also arrived.

The Jinpeng army has begun to take shape, and Ximen Fuxue has participated from beginning to end, and under the influence of Shu Ange, he does not feel that it is very difficult to establish an army.

But for Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, the army in front of them simply refreshed the three views they had established over the years.

Is it really only half a year for such a well-trained, tacitly coordinated, and combat-ready army?

This kind of speed, such an effect, is really terrifying.

Lu Xiaofeng was very glad that the enemy of the Jinpeng Army was not the imperial court, otherwise there would be a strong enemy like Shu Ange, and the current saint would never be able to sleep peacefully before getting rid of her.

The Cossack cavalry would never have imagined that they had such a brave and resourceful opponent.

He was suddenly looking forward to what kind of majesty Shu Ange's Jinpeng army would be when it was trained, and how inspiring she would be when she leveled the murderous and greedy Cossack cavalry.

Zhu Zhu didn't think so much like Lu Xiaofeng, he was completely immersed in all kinds of improved siege equipment.

He came with Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou this time, firstly, to visit Shu Ange and Ximen Blowing Snow, and secondly, to help the Jinpeng Army build various organs and siege equipment.

In the past, Lu Xiaofeng had mentioned that Shu Ange had a deep attainment in mechanical skills, but out of confidence in the inheritance of his master, Zhu Zhu did not take it to heart.

Now that she has witnessed the miracle with her own eyes, the first thing Zhu Zhu did was to rush to Shu Ange and ask the predecessor who taught her the trick if she had a relationship with Lu Ban.

Shu Ange replied yes, Zhu Zhu looked clear and excited, and happily discussed the siege equipment she made with her.

Zhu Zhu's overly fat figure makes it easy for people to associate him with outsiders who don't produce things.

In fact, he did have unique insights into the production of mechanical arts, weapons, and siege equipment, and Shu Ange worked with him to optimize his previous inventions.

Long before the formal military training, Shu Ange asked Yan Tieshan to send people back to the Jinpeng Dynasty to investigate the situation in the name of doing jewelry business.

Everyone in the world knows that the Cossack cavalry is extremely ferocious, and they know that the other side can survive a hundred battles.

Shu Ange wanted to find out how many enemies there were, and at the same time to find out what the remnants of Jinpeng thought about the counterattack.

If the remnants of Jinpeng have completely accepted their fate and would rather live in secretion than expel the foreign invaders, Shu Ange will also adjust his strategic deployment accordingly.

The Jinpeng Dynasty is very far away from the Nanzhao Kingdom, and it takes almost half a year to come and go, when nearly 100 young people of the Jinpeng Dynasty arrive in Nanzhao, Shu Ange excitedly personally led people to greet them.

This group of hot-blooded young people learned that Princess Danfeng, the descendant of the little prince who left decades ago, was finally going to lead the troops back to their homeland, and they were all excited and tearful.

At the risk of being discovered by the Cossack cavalry, they secretly returned to the Central Plains with the caravan sent by Yan Tieshan.

With the presence of local people who were familiar with the Cossack cavalry and the terrain of the Jinpeng Dynasty, the Jinpeng army was like a tiger with wings, and Shu Ange was very happy.

In the process of training, Shu Ange did not forget to cultivate deputies who can lead the overall situation, in case of emergency.

Facts have proved that Shu Ange's precautions are very necessary.

When she and Ximen Chuixue were training in Nanzhao and getting better, the battle book of Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, came out of nowhere.

He blew snow to Simon in front of all the people in the world and issued a war letter, which did not allow any bloody man to refuse.

Ximen Blowing Snow has always been eager to fight with Ye Gucheng, who became famous earlier than him and has the name of Sword Immortal.

However, Ye Gucheng is in Baiyun City, and he has entered the WTO less times than him.

Finally looking forward to this battle, Simon Fuxue suddenly found that he was not as excited as he imagined.

He used to be eager to fight with masters, eager to improve himself at the moment of death, to burst out of his powerful potential, and to find the true meaning of swordsmanship.

But now, Simon Blowing Snow has understood that there is more important things in the world than victory or defeat.

He originally wanted to postpone this battle and wait for him and Shu Ange to triumph, and then fight Ye Gucheng in a decisive battle.

However, Ye Gucheng was a little anxious, and before Ximen Blowing Snow had not yet responded to the battle, he issued a second war letter.

This time, Shu Ange offered to let Ximen Blowing Snow take on this challenge, which surprised him very much.

"I said that I want to fight side by side with you, and the competition is not in a hurry, I will send someone to reply to Ye Gucheng and make an appointment for a decisive battle."

When a cold sword god descends to the mortal world and becomes a human, his sincere and touching emotions are no different from those of men in the world.

Shu Ange, who was wearing bright armor, took off his helmet and looked at Ximen Blowing Snow with a smile: "We will set off from Nanzhao in March next year and arrive at Jinpeng's homeland in about July, where snow falls for most of the year, and July happens to be the warmest time." ”

Ximen Fuxue looked at Shu Ange a little stunned, as if he didn't quite understand what she was talking about.

"I'll accompany you back to the Central Plains, on the night of the full moon on August 15, the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, how can people be willing to miss such a grand scene."

"You want to go back to the Central Plains with me?"

Ximen Fuxue asked in surprise, Shu Ange nodded: "It's still early from now to August 15, if the talents I worked so hard to cultivate at that time wouldn't even be able to temporarily lead troops for training." Why should I go all the way to be embarrassed, it is better to surrender earlier. ”

"Okay, then we'll go back to Kyoto."

After the news of Ximen blowing snow to fight spread, the entire martial arts and even the world were shaken.

If it weren't for their absolute courage, how could the two dare to meet in a decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City.

For ordinary people and martial arts people, the Forbidden City is a place where majestic and mysterious trespassers die.

Two of the world's top swordsmen met to fight at the top of the Forbidden City, what a fanatical thing.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou immediately decided to postpone their trip back to the Central Plains, and they also wanted to watch this wonderful battle.