Chapter 23, affectionate and ruthless

A small town, a small inn, but with two of the most famous people in the world today. Lu Xiaofeng was very happy, he didn't expect that the southwest party could actually touch the snow blowing at the West Gate, this probability was much more difficult than a pie falling from the sky.

Ximen Fuxue sat quietly at the table by the window and ate, and didn't seem to notice that Lu Xiaofeng had walked into the inn. However, Lu Xiaofeng knew that Ximen Blowing Snow already knew that he was coming, as long as Ximen Blowing Snow was willing, there were few things in the world that could be bought and hidden from him.

Lu Xiaofeng sat in front of Ximen Fuxue, glanced at the white water and steamed buns on the table, and sighed lightly: "In terms of swordsmanship, there are few people in the world who can match you, and in terms of wealth, even if you spend a lot of money, I am afraid that it is not as good as you, but why do you want to eat such simple and ordinary food? You can actually choose to drink some good tea and eat some good food." ”

Ximen Fuxue didn't speak, and when he thought it was not necessary to speak, he would definitely not open his mouth easily, even if the person in front of him was Lu Xiaofeng, who was one of the few friends he had rare in his life.

If the person sitting in front of him was not Lu Xiaofeng, then this person would definitely not be able to sit still, there were very few people in the world who dared to sit opposite him, and there were few people who dared to sit next to him, such as now.

He sat near the window, which was definitely the best place, but the tables around him were empty, but the place next to him was full of people. Some people are enough to make the world fearful even if they don't make a move, and Ximen Blowing Snow is such a person.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, he knew that Ximen Fuxue would not answer his boring question, so he asked another question that he was very interested in, and said, "This place is close to the Divine Sword Villa, are you here to find Xie Xiaofeng?"

Ximen Fuxue glanced at Lu Xiaofeng. said lightly: "I have already met Xie Xiaofeng." ”

Lu Xiaofeng's expression suddenly became solemn, his pupils shrank sharply, and he asked, "Then Xie Xiaofeng is dead?"

He knows Ximen Blowing Snow very well, and he knows that there are not many people in the world who are regarded as opponents by Ximen Blowing Snow, and Xie Xiaofeng can be regarded as one of them. He also knew that if Simon Blowing Snow came out with a sword, then there would only be two results: either Simon Blowing Snow would die or the opponent would die, and now Simon Blowing Snow did not die. What about Xie Xiaofeng, is that Heavenly Wizard swordsman dead?

Ximen Chuixue saw through Lu Xiaofeng's thoughts, and said coldly: "I didn't make a move, and now he is not worth my shot." ”

Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath, he immediately became puzzled again, and asked, "Why didn't you make a move, isn't Xie Xiaofeng worth your shot?"

Ximen Fuxue said coldly: "The current Xie Xiaofeng is no longer the Xie Xiaofeng of the past, the current Xie Xiaofeng is just a dead man waiting to die." ”

Lu Xiaofeng is not stupid, although Ximen Blowing Snow's words are very difficult to understand, he understands the meaning. "Do you mean that Xie Xiaofeng invited you to Divine Sword Villa, and Xie Xiaofeng is about to face a powerful opponent?"

Simon Blowing Snow did not speak.

Sometimes silence means denial, and sometimes silence means recognition.

Now that Ximen Fuxue's silence represents denial or admit? Lu Xiaofeng can answer with certainty that the latter is the latter. At this time, he was even more surprised, he stared at Ximen Fuxue with wide eyes and said: "In terms of swordsmanship, Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship is unique, and it has reached its peak, there should be few opponents in the whole world, who is that person." It actually made Xie Xiaofeng lose the will to fight?"

Simon Fuxue's eyes flashed with a strong light, and he was silent for a long time. He slowly spoke: "I only know that his name is Mo Dumping, and he may be my opponent in the future." ”

Ink poured into the pool, Lu Xiaofeng muttered to himself in his heart, he had secretly remembered this name.

On the third day of April, there is only one day left before the day of the duel.

Spring is still strong, with flowers and green grass. It's like a wonderland. But the Excalibur Villa in the middle of the present day is filled with a dull twilight atmosphere, which seems to imply that this kendo holy land, which has been established for more than 300 years and is about to fall in the world.

Xie Wangsun is even older, not only physically but also mentally older, and his whole person seems to be ten years old. He looked at the young man in front of him. This young man who was still as young as a mountain regardless of wind and rain, sighed deeply, and asked in a hoarse voice: "According to the disciple's reply, the ink pouring pool has reached Cuiyun Peak. ”

The young man nodded, "I know." ”

Xie Wangsun said again: "I just met Mo Dump Chi, it is indeed an incomparable swordsman, I can't find any flaws in him. ”

The young man nodded again and said, "If you can easily find a flaw in him, then he will not come to the Excalibur Villa to challenge me, he came for me, and came to the Excalibur Villa for my sword, you should understand this." ”

Xie Wangsun sighed and said, "Yes, I do understand this, but I still don't understand one thing." ”

"What's the matter?"

Xie Wangsun took a deep breath, he knew that he shouldn't ask, but at this moment, he had to ask, "How sure are you that you can beat him now?"

For the first time, the young man was silent, and after a long silence, the young man said, "Very sure." ”

Xie Wangsun was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, his person was twenty years younger at this moment, his whole body was full of youthful vitality, he looked at the young man: "Are you ten percent sure?" He was surprised, a little surprised that he didn't believe this surprise.

The young man slowly turned around, looked at Xie Wangsun, looked at his father, and slowly spoke: "Yes, I am ten percent sure, and I have to be ten percent sure, whether this battle is for the Divine Sword Villa or for her, I must win, only win." ”

Xie Wangsun frowned and said, "You mean that you still don't have the confidence to pour out the ink now?"

The young man smiled, his smile was bright and confident, a kind of brightness and confidence that anyone would know when they saw it, and it was also a brightness and confidence that anyone would believe when they saw it. Xie Wangsun has not seen the bright and confident smiling faces of young people for a long time, and every time young people show this kind of smile, it means one answer: win.

The young man looked at Xie Wangsun and said slowly, word by word: "You are wrong, I am indeed ten percent sure, I believe that I can beat him and win over Mo Dump Chi." ”

Xie Wangsun asked, "Why?"

The young man said, "Because I must win." ”

Xie Wangsun was silent, and his silence was not because he knew, but because he didn't understand, and he didn't understand why the young man would give him this answer. In the past, young people would never give themselves this answer, but now why did Xie Xiaofeng give him this answer? Why?

Xie Wangsun didn't understand, so he was silent.

The young man is Xie Xiaofeng, the protagonist of tomorrow's duel in early April, smiled again, his smile was still as bright as just now, and there was absolutely no reluctant look on his face, he looked at the flowers and plants in the distance, looked at the bottom of Cuiyun Peak, looked at the green water lake like a jade plate, and said softly: "I can only win this battle, and I will win." ”

Under the Cuiyun Peak, under the Excalibur Villa.

Mo Dump Chi and Shangguan Xiaoxian lived in a humble inn under Cuiyun Peak.

It was already midday, and there were no game activities in the deep mountain town, and everyone had already fallen asleep, but Shangguan Xiaoxian did not fall asleep, he knocked on the door of the ink pool.

No one opened the door for Shangguan Xiaoxian, Shangguan Xiaoxian opened the door by herself, and as soon as she opened the door, she was startled.

She was rarely frightened, not only because she had been cared for since she was a child, but more importantly, because she was very bold, but this time she was really taken aback.

When she opened the door, Mo Tingchi was sitting on the chuang, he opened his eyes and sat on the chuang, looking at Shangguan Xiaoxian's every move, as soon as Shangguan Xiaoxian entered the door, he said: "It's not early, but it's an honor for you to find me at this time." ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian quickly calmed down, looking at the ink dumpling pool who was only wearing a yellow nightgown, she was very bold, and looked at the ink dumpling pool who was wearing thin clothes and was ready to fall asleep at any time without blinking, and after looking at it for a long time, she smiled and said: "Do you know that I am coming, so you are waiting for me on purpose." ”

Mo Tianchi smiled, he looked at Shangguan Xiaoxian who was bold and walked towards him step by step, the bright smile on his face was a little more playful, a touch of playfulness that gradually became stronger, he looked at Shangguan Xiaoxian with a sneer and said: "I want to find someone to accompany me, but you are here, it seems that I don't need to call someone anymore." As he spoke, he grabbed Shangguan Xiaoxian's hand, pulled it hard, and directly pulled Shangguan Xiaoxian into his arms.

If Shangguan Xiaoxian resisted, then the ink dumping pool would naturally not succeed, but Shangguan Xiaoxian did not resist, but was very obediently pulled into his arms by the ink dumping pool and sat on the chuang.

She leaned boldly on this man who was definitely not Megumi Yanashita, and asked naturally and happily: "I am willing to accompany you, but do you dare to let me accompany you?"

Mo Tianchi shook his head and said, "I really don't dare, because the opponent I will face tomorrow is Xie Xiaofeng, a more powerful Xie Xiaofeng than in his heyday." ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian looked at the ink pouring pool whose eyes began to shine again, and asked, "But why are you waiting for me?"

Mo Tilt Chi bowed his head and said, "Because I know that you will definitely come to me." ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian said: "So you're waiting for me." ”

Mo Tianchi said: "I don't want to be woken up after I fall asleep, because at that time, even if you are Shangguan Jinhong's daughter, I may not be able to help but break your neck." ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian giggled again, her eyes looked at Mo Dumping Chi more gently, and she said: "It seems that I have found a very considerate man, my mother said that men can have thousands of shortcomings, but they just can't be inconsiderate." ”

Mo Tingchi nodded in agreement, "So your mother is right. ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian's face showed a very satisfied smile, she looked at Mo Tianchi with a happy face, and said, "Yes, I am indeed a happy woman. ”

Mo Tingchi smiled.

This is the most tender and ambiguous scene between men and women, but at this moment, the room is beginning to be filled with murder and weirdness.

This is a pair of men and women who look talented and beautiful.

It's a pity that women are affectionate and men are ruthless.

It's a pity that women are hypocritical and men are ruthless.

For Mo Dumping, today is no less than a terrifying decisive battle against Xie Xiaofeng, and it may be possible to establish the victory and defeat between the two in this decisive battle. (To be continued.) )