Song Xuan has been living a leisurely life recently.
During the day, I go to work fishing and comprehend the meaning of the sword. After get off work, I drink, chat and listen to music with three or five friends. I live a very comfortable life in my childhood.
When I got home, the sky was already dark.
Song Xuan said hello to Lao Song, said he had eaten outside, and then returned to his room.
Just after sitting at the table and pouring herself a cup of tea, Victoria Song opened the door and walked in.
"You didn't knock on the door again!" Song Xuan glanced at her dissatisfied.
Song Qian didn't answer, but stared at him with a complicated expression. When Song Xuan looked at him and frowned, he spoke.
"Brother, Sister Lu is back!"
"oh?"
Song Xuan's arm holding the tea cup stopped for a moment and asked, "She didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"
"I have no enmity with her, why would she embarrass me?"
Song Xuan laughed dryly, "I had some misunderstandings with her before... By the way, what's the reason for her coming back this time?"
"She joined Yihua Palace five years ago and became the Young Palace Master of Yihua Palace. She is already an innate master! When she comes back this time, she will take Qingshuang to Yihua Palace as well."
"Oh, it's amazing!" Song Xuan looked calm and showed no emotion, "What else did she say?"
"You're asking, what does Sister Lu have to say to you?" Song Qian looked at him with interest.
"Yeah! Did she say something about me?"
"She asked me to ask you, is the girl in the hook bar better-looking or her?"
Song Xuan pondered for a moment, "Did you tell me that I went to Goulan to listen to music?"
"In the evening, when you and Lu Xiaoliu walked into Tianxiang Tower, Sister Lu happened to see you."
Song Xuan took a sip of tea and said with a dry smile: "What a coincidence."
"Yes, what a coincidence!" Song Qian hesitated for a moment and then said tentatively: "Brother, do you have something to hide? Are you tinkering with those health supplements for fun to treat your own chronic illnesses?"
Song Xuan said nothing.
Seeing this, Song Qian became more certain about her guess and said, "Actually, it's nothing. You also know Sister Lu's feelings for you, and she won't care about it.
Some misunderstandings can actually be discussed. "
"It's not what you think!"
Song Xuan shook his head and had no intention of explaining.
Regarding time travel and Chunyang Wuji Boy Kung Fu, this is the foundation for him to settle down in the world. Before he becomes invincible, he doesn’t want to tell anyone!
After all, in the profession of Qianxuan Yiwei, there will inevitably be enemies in the future.
Although Chunyang Wuji Boy's Kung Fu is strong, it is a boy's Kung Fu after all, and its weaknesses are also obvious.
If his enemies were to target him and find a bunch of beauties to strip naked and get into his arms, Song Xuan didn't know if he could hold it.
If someone loses control and breaks the gong, his future martial arts journey will basically come to an end!
Song Qian looked up and down on him, then waved her sleeves helplessly, "Forget it, you can handle your own affairs, I'm going to teach my little cousin how to practice martial arts!"
"Remember to close the door!" Song Xuan warned.
Song Qian paused as she walked to the door and turned her head speechlessly, "Brother, sometimes, I really don't understand what's going on in your mind."
Watching Song Qian leave, Song Xuan put down the teacup, his eyes a little dazed, and a scene from his youth reappeared in front of his eyes...
"Song Xuan, do you have any ideals?" Lu Qingxue, who was sixteen years old, wore a moon-white dress, raised her snow-white chin slightly, and asked curiously.
"Ideal, go to work and fish for fun, do some welfare for the court, does this count?"
"Isn't this too salty? Is there anything higher?"
"Taller?"
Young Song Xuan asked tentatively: "Three palaces, six courtyards, seventy-two concubines?"
"I'll let you be a little higher, but I won't let you reach the sky. Ideals and dreams are different!"
"Oh, then I should lower my requirements, for example, be a swordsman?"
"Sword Immortal? Are you sure you want to follow the path of swordsmanship in the future?"
"Well, that's it for now!"
Fifteen-year-old Song Xuan stood on the mountainside and set his first goal besides going to work and catching fish, "The pinnacle of human nature, the earthly land immortal, I want to be that peerless swordsman!"
"Being a sword fairy..." The girl's fair and jade-like face also showed a hint of yearning, "First of all, you need a good sword!"
The young man Song Xuan nodded, "The Emei Sect's Yitian Sword, the Yihua Palace's Blue Blood Illuminating Painting, and the hero Yan Nantian's Pure Yang Wuji Sword are all good."
"Then which one do you like best?"
"Anyone is fine, I don't choose!"
"Yeah, I know!"
...
Rubbing his brows, Song Xuan retracted his thoughts, vaguely guessing in his heart that the original purpose of Lu Qingxue's visit to Yihua Palace was probably for the sacred sword of Bixuezhaodanqing, right?
After drinking three cups of tea in a row, he still felt a little uneasy. Song Xuan opened the window and turned over. Several afterimages of his body flashed in the night. In an instant, he reached the top of the tallest restaurant within a few miles.
Standing on the top of the building, looking down at the imperial city that looked quiet and comfortable in the moonlight, his mood became calmer.
"You are still the same as before. When your mind is wandering, you like to come here and overlook all directions."
Not far away, a smart and ethereal voice suddenly sounded, and the next moment, an afterimage suddenly appeared in the moonlight like a ghost.
Looking at the woman with unparalleled temperament, Song Xuan was slightly startled, and then said hello with a smile.
"We haven't seen each other for a few years, but she looks beautiful again!"
Lu Qingxue snorted, "You refused to sleep when I asked you to sleep. Do you regret it now?"
The two of them had grown up together since childhood, and he also knew something about Lu Qingxue's temperament. The other person usually had a temperament that dared to love and hate, so he was not surprised to speak so directly.
"It's okay, I'm not interested in people who are too young."
"Don't like being younger?"
Lu Qingxue was startled at first, then a look of surprise appeared on her face, and she joked: "You like older young women? What's the matter, do I have to marry someone first if I want to win your heart?"
"What nonsense!" Song Xuan glared at her, "Lu Qingxue, you have been away for so many years, and you have come back after learning these things? It seems that I didn't recite the Pure Heart Universal Good Mantra enough!"
"How dare you mention the Pure Heart Universal Good Mantra to me!"
When she mentioned this, Lu Qingxue immediately became nervous, and the soft sword wrapped around her waist fell into her hand with a cry.
Pointing the long sword at Song Xuan, Lu Qingxue asked word for word: "Song, do you think what you said back then still counts?!"
"What words?"
"You said, let me wait for you for ten years, and you will marry me after ten years, but this still doesn't count!"
Song Xuan looked at the tip of the sword that was very close at hand, then looked at the beautiful woman with tears in her eyes, and nodded slowly.
"Calculate!"
"good!"
Lu Qingxue withdrew the soft sword, and the sword wrapped around her waist as flexibly as a spiritual snake. Her voice was softer when she spoke.
"I am coming back this time to take Qingshuang back to Yihua Palace. I will leave early tomorrow morning."
"It's been five years, and in five more years, I'll be waiting for you to fulfill your promise!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she tapped her toes on the roof of the building, and her figure floated away in the night like catkins.
"Young Master Song, Yihua Palace invites the moon, waiting for you to come and marry me!"
