"Not enough to settle down?" Mu Zixuan stepped out of the door, only to feel indignant in his heart, Ji Mingxia wanted to talk to him outside the door, Mu Zixuan only absentmindedly coped with two sentences, and strode down the mountain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at Mu Zixuan's distant figure, Ji Mingxia was stunned, sighed lightly, stroked the sword and stood in the wind, and after a while, Shang Ying also came out, and saw that his apprentice was still here, and said with a look of hatred that iron is not steel: "My silly girl, why are you still here?"

Ji Mingxia said seriously: "The master ordered me to stay outside the door, and the disciples naturally didn't dare to leave lightly. ”

Shang Ying flicked her head in annoyance, and said, "Master, I came to create an opportunity for you stupid girl, and now you don't know how to grasp the opportunity in front of you!"

Ji Mingxia was puzzled: "The apprentice doesn't understand what the master said, didn't the master come to Uncle Gu to discuss business?"

Shang Ying said angrily: "Then I will use what you understand to say, your Senior Brother Mu was punished to guard the Jing Pavilion, the weather is warm and cold at first, and I am afraid that I will freeze again at night, you go and send him some thick clothes!"

Ji Mingxia suddenly understood, and a trace of shame appeared on her face, but she said: "The master has a life, and the apprentice should do it himself, but I will send it to Senior Brother Mu...... I'm afraid of not conforming to the rules. ”

"It's just nothing, Xia'er, know the general situation, Ming Dali is your advantage, but when you meet the person you like, you must also learn to soften your body, be coquettish, make it small, and ask for warmth at the right time, if you don't know how to fight, sooner or later you will be fought for by others. ”

As he spoke, he pushed her in the direction of Mu Zixuan's room in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "That's all I have to say, I'll go back to Danxia Peak by myself, you, feel free~"

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There is a flame burning in the blood of young people, which one is willing to be lonely? Mu Zixuan prides himself on being the best in the family, and none of his brothers of the same age can compare with him, but Gu Jiansheng still always restricts him everywhere on the grounds that his swordsmanship has not yet been successful.

The disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect could go down the mountain to travel through trials when they reached the age of seventeen, but his opportunity to travel was pushed away by Gu Jiansheng, and instead he continued to practice the sword in a monotonous and repetitive manner on the mountain.

So far, he has only been out of the mountain gate twice, both of which are simple tasks of running errands, just like that, he is also strictly restricted in time, Mu Zixuan is not obedient, but when he goes out this time and meets Ji Fengming, it is a little fire in his heart.

At the same age, Xiu Wei is also among the best, and when Mu Zixuan intersects with him, he also has the meaning of competition. But once compared, Ji Fengming was already entrusted with the important task by the 'Dao Fan' Wei Wushuang and took charge of it alone. And as a disciple of the 'Sword Crown', he even reported his name and was engraved with the brand of 'greedy for fame and not specializing in swords', and was not allowed by his master.

"I practice swords and swords every day, and I don't use swords after practicing them, otherwise I am competitive, I really hope that he can accept a sword idiot as a second disciple as soon as possible, and let me get out of the sea of suffering." Mu Zixuan sneered, and sighed in his heart, "I don't have a chance to tell him about Youyou, but listening to his tone today, even if he says it, it will only leave him a handle to teach me a lesson, so that he can count my addicted voice, frivolity and restlessness." Let's go to the Jing Pavilion for a while, and then we will discuss countermeasures. ”

Unconsciously, he had arrived outside the Jing Pavilion, and the Ling Xiao Sword Sect was guarding outside and sending it inside, and the disciples were not allowed to enter the Jing Pavilion, so when this man was in short supply, only two disciples in front of the hall were left to guard outside.

Both of them knew Mu Zixuan, and when they saw him coming, they said flatteringly: "It's already night, Senior Brother Mu has also come to the Jing Pavilion to consult, such a hanging beam stabbing stock, no wonder it can be firmly in the first place among our Lingxiao Sword Sect disciples." ”

Mu Zixuan is very popular in the door, so he temporarily put away his unhappiness at this time, and said: "I am poor, I am here to be a caretaker for you, the master explained, these few days the Jingge will be handed over to me to take care of, you have handed over the shift, go back to sleep." ”

The two of them were overjoyed, and after the handover was done according to the procedure, Mu Zixuan asked again, "Is there anyone else in there?"

"A senior sister just went in, she looks unfamiliar, but she looks like Zhou Zheng......" said, and the disciple said obscenely: "Hehe, Senior Brother Mu, there is no one in the middle of the night, as soon as you close the door, you can do whatever you want!"

Mu Zixuan patted the disciple on the forehead and said, "I believe you, the entire Lingxiao Sword Sect can be said to be famous even if it is a sow from Peugeot Point, and there will be a beautiful female disciple who you don't recognize?"

The disciple said with a bitter face, "Hey, who knows which old and new disciple of the family, it looks cold and tight, but the waist card is the waist card of the true disciple, just throw it in front of us disciples in front of the hall, and don't look at us squarely, and leave after we finish checking it, and don't give a chance to talk at all." ”

"If you feel unwilling, you should fight more, and turn from a disciple in front of the temple to a true disciple as soon as possible. After that, he urged the person who inspected the waist card: "I said that I looked at a waist card for a long time, have you finished the inspection." ”

The disciple said: "Senior Brother Mu, I poured spiritual power into it, why didn't you react at all to this waist card." ”

"No response?" Mu Zixuan took the token and tried it, and sure enough, as they said, after the Lingxiao Sword Sect's waist card focused on spiritual power, there were cloud patterns appearing to distinguish the authenticity, but this token did not change in any way. Then he said: "I encountered a fierce thing when I went out this time, maybe the aura of the waist card was polluted at that time, and I will replace it tomorrow." The loss of aura in the card is also a common thing, and Mu Zixuan doesn't care about it.

"Senior brother, we don't recognize people...... How does this allow us to hand over?"

Mu Zixuan said with a smile: "Okay, don't pretend to be conscientious with me, who doesn't know who?" If you don't recognize it, then I can turn my head and go back to sleep, leaving you to continue to guard." ”

"No, we'll just say that. The two of them stuffed the waist card into his hand, and then lewdly glanced at the Jing Pavilion and said, "It looks really tight, Senior Brother Mu, don't miss the opportunity." As they spoke, they frolicked and ran away.

Suddenly, a soft rebuke came: "Don't you run and don't look at ......the road? Why are you so reckless?"

And the voice approached, and a pretty and heroic figure came in, it was Ji Mingxia.

"Senior Sister Ji, why are you here?" Mu Zixuan said.

"I heard that you were punished in this scripture guarding pavilion, and the master was afraid that it would be cold at night, so he asked me to send you a thick coat. Ji Mingxia said softly and handed over a velvet cloak.

"It's still my aunt who loves me and bothers my sister. Mu Zixuan was about to take it.

Ji Mingxia shrank her hand and frowned, it turned out that there was a crack in the cloak at this time. I couldn't help but be annoyed: "It's all because those two daredevils almost bumped into me, causing me to accidentally step on the horn and ruin Senior Brother Mu's clothes......"

Mu Zixuan didn't take it seriously: "Hey, but it's broken, it's a big deal." ”

"Senior Brother Mu, you wait first, I'll make up for your clothes. Ji Mingxia said, pulled up the cloak foot, and turned out the needle and thread from her own clothes, and the slender jade fingers threaded the needle and thread, densely weaving, like a butterfly wearing flowers, extremely skillful.

Shang Ying, who was hiding far away in the shadows, couldn't stand it anymore, and secretly said in his heart: "This stupid girl, if you send clothes, you will send clothes, and you will mention me again! The favor has fallen on me! Sewing clothes is a good opportunity, but you should also wait for him to put on the clothes first, and then sew clothes for him close to his body! The master really can't help you." ”

Don't ask why Shang Ying is so skilled, in short, hiding from her apprentice, the more she watched the show, the more she scolded, and scolded the disciple and turned away.

While not looking, but admiring, Mu Zixuan said: "I only said that Senior Sister Ji didn't let me shave my eyebrows, but I didn't expect to be so neat in needlework." ”

Ji Mingxia lowered her head to get the needle, serious and focused, "This is a big deal, the first set of swordsmanship I learned at the beginning is the Weaver Girl Shuttle Sword, the swordsmanship pays attention to making the sword like a needle, and when I first learned it, I used the embroidery needle to make sword moves. ”

"If Senior Sister Ji's swordsmanship is not successful, there are few disciples in Ling Xiao who are no longer worthy of attention, they can not only lift swords, but also wield needles, if anyone is lucky enough to marry Senior Sister Ji, it will be a blessing."

"Ah!" The speaker didn't mean to listen, Ji Mingxia's needlework was messy, and a drop of red blood beads pricked out of her spring-like fingers, and she couldn't help but snort softly, and then put her fingers in her mouth and sucked them, while whispering: "Senior brother made fun of ......"

Looking at Ji Mingxia, who had always been heroic, was now blushing and bowing her head and sucking her fingers, Mu Zixuan was also slightly stunned, and suddenly realized something.

At this time, I heard a "pop", and a crisp sound came from the bookshelf behind, "Yes, there are other people in the pavilion!"

Mu Zixuan didn't dare to look at Ji Mingxia anymore, and took the opportunity to turn around, but saw a figure like a ghost flickering between the bookshelves, which almost made Mu Zixuan think that he was dazzled, but when he looked at the bookshelf again, a small piece of the pear wood bookshelf was missing, as if he had been pulled off by life.

Seeing that the person was deliberately dodging, Mu Zixuan sensed that something was wrong, and said, "I don't know which junior sister is there, and she has to compensate for the damage to the bookshelf!" And a little later, I had already chased after it, but when I saw the end of my sight, there was a figure that flashed away.

Mu Zixuan caught up again, only to feel that the person's pace changed, like hide and seek in the layers of bookshelves, and he could only catch up with the remnants of the Dao.

"It's a book stealer!" Knowing that there must be a ghost, Mu Zixuan chased after him, but saw that the figure suddenly spun around, and it had already flown out of the door like a bat.

"Where to escape, Senior Sister Ji, you stay here, in case the tiger leaves the mountain, I will chase after it. Mu Zixuan also swept out of the door, but saw that the person had only one back, dressed in the Lingxiao Sword Sect robe, with wide robes and large sleeves to cover his original size, but it could still be inferred that he should be a slender woman.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Mu Zixuan shouted: "Stay!" The long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, turned into sword qi through the air, and whistled to catch up, the woman couldn't take it, and also drew her saber and turned around to take it, but as soon as she fought, she suffered a loss under the sword qi, the sword qi seemed to go straight forward, but the exchange instantly changed again, and there were more than a dozen kinds of strength hidden in a sword qi, staggered changes, difficult to measure.

The woman's escape method and light body kung fu are both first-class, but the swordsmanship is much worse, between the moves, she has been forced by the changeable sword flow to almost lose the hilt, and her body suddenly stopped, and Mu Zixuan has taken this opportunity to force it. The chain of fast swords, like a net, does not allow her to escape.

As soon as his eyes met with her, Mu Zixuan was immediately beaten, his swordsmanship was suddenly scattered, and the person in front of him tore two sleeved robes to cover his head and face in order to hide his identity, but even if he only showed a pair of eyes, Mu Zixuan would definitely not admit his mistake.

And those eyes were like sighs, like guilt and blame, in just a moment, they changed into all kinds of complicated looks, and then turned around and walked through the scattered sword nets, and Mu Zixuan was stunned, letting her leave, only muttering: "How could it be her...... How could it be her ......?"

Seeing that the figure was moving farther and farther, suddenly, a cold snort sounded between heaven and earth.

It seemed to be far away in the sky, and it seemed to be in his ears, but it fell into Mu Zixuan's ears, but it was like thunder, which made him suddenly turn around, and he felt a sense of ominousness.

And in the next moment, the sword intent appeared in the air.

ps: Found the scene of Bai Xue, please be sure to kill Bai Xue, there should be more at night, you have to hurry up to end the biography, I can't believe this subscription (to be continued.) )