The snow was falling, and Li Xuanwei said no more.
As soon as the long sword was drawn out, it made a dragon roar. First, a golden rooster stood alone in his hand, and then the sword came out like a rooster pecking.
One stab at a time, sharp and clear, leaving only a whistling sound in the air.
Feixue was led to circle around Li Xuan, and then stabbed fiercely.
The young man suddenly rushed forward and stabbed diagonally with his long arm. The white snow curtain was torn open this time, revealing a long and narrow blank area.
It was as if the white snake hiding in the snow suddenly jumped up, hunting and spitting out messages.
The sword technique enshrined by the Li family is called "Chun Yang Sword Technique". The sword technique has a good name, but it is only a first-class technique in the world and cannot be regarded as the top one, let alone a murderous technique like the "Yang Bronze Book".
In addition, this swordsmanship is also quite incomplete, and many key diagrams of the pile method are missing in the practice.
However, at this moment, Li Xuan used "15 agility" to perform this kind of sword technique, which can be said to be smooth and smooth, which is pleasing to the eye.
Master Li, the first lady of the Li family, the second lady, and the second young master of the Li family were all stunned.
Mr. Li knows his stuff, and he can see that his son's swordsmanship is not just a show, but something that can be fought. If nothing else, that speed is beyond what ordinary people can achieve.
After Li Xuan had finished practicing, he stood up with his sword put away and let out a breath of turbid air.
Mr. Li couldn't help but ask: "Who did you practice with?"
Li Xuandao: "Dad, I was stimulated that day at Honghua Mountain. After that, it was like I had my eyes opened, and I practiced my skills by leaps and bounds."
Master Li looked at him strangely.
He still doesn’t know if his son is a martial arts prodigy?
He suddenly said: "I asked Zhao Kui to fight with you."
Zhao Kui, the martial artist surnamed Zhao next to him, ranks among the top three martial arts masters of the Li family, and can barely squeeze into the first class in the arena.
Li Xuan said: "But it depends on dad's arrangement."
After that, he added: "It's just that my son feels that the world is a bit chaotic, so he wants to practice some kung fu. This is not only for self-defense, but also to protect my Li family."
Hearing this, Mr. Li looked very unhappy. He frowned and looked gloomy. He suddenly said: "The world is in chaos, so why do you practice some kung fu? Is it possible that when you encounter bandits and thieves, you have to go forward and fight them yourself?"
Li Xuan hurriedly said: "Of course not, how can my son show off the courage of an ordinary man?"
Mr. Li couldn't suppress his anger and said, "You run out of the city every day these days. I think you will be very successful!"
Li Xuan understood his father's thoughts very well.
After all, he had thought so before.
So what if I can fight?
Too many people can kill a grandmaster.
If you are gifted and have been practicing for most of your life, you might as well make more money and spend more money to hire more martial arts masters.
But now, he feels that the world is changing. If nothing else, just the three words "demon spot" on his "panel" can explain a simple problem: there are demons in this world.
Therefore, he patiently explained: "Dad, look at that monster leopard. How could there be such a monster in the past? Now... the world may be changing, and my son's cultivation speed is indeed advancing by leaps and bounds."
Mr. Li stopped talking and called Zhao Kui.
When Zhao Kui heard that he was about to spar with the eldest young master, he was stunned for a moment, but then he raised his knife, clasped his fists, and said: "Please."
Li Xuan stepped forward and defeated him three times, five times and two times five times.
This kind of crushing is very intuitive.
Zhao Kui was beaten very hard, and he just made a move, but the young man blocked it with his sword, and took advantage of the situation and put the sword blade to his neck.
The top three martial arts master in the Li family looked at Li Xuan in shock. He finally understood what the "explanation" the eldest young master was talking about.
He stepped away and crossed his fists.
Master Li frowned and asked: "Zhao Kui, how strong is this brat?"
Zhao Kui thought for a while and said: "With just that move, the young master is at least the top master in the world."
Top master?
Mr. Li, the first lady, the second lady, and the second young master are stupid again.
This...is this the top master in the world?
How long has it been?
Mr. Li rubbed his forehead in annoyance and confessed: "Keep it a secret. Don't let this matter out."
Then he asked Zhao Kui to leave first, and also asked the second lady to go down, leaving only Li Xuan's mother in the yard.
When everyone was quiet, he asked seriously: "Xiao Xuan, who taught you?"
Li Xuan was really helpless, but he had expected this situation. At first he wanted to make up a lie such as "accidentally eating the spirit fruit of heaven and earth", but this kind of lie could only coax a fool, not his father. Therefore, he insisted: "There is a great terror between life and death. My son survived the catastrophe, and it really seems like he has awakened."
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, the eldest lady came up and took Li Xuan's hand. She looked at Master Li again and said with a smile: "Master, my descendants of the Li family are both civilized and military. Wouldn't it be better? Xiao Xuan is our son. We have watched him grow up, and he will not harm the Li family."
Mr. Li looked slightly relieved and said: "Of course I know he will not harm the Li family. I am afraid that he is young and will be taken advantage of."
Li Xuan smiled bitterly and said: "Dad, I swear to you, there really is no advice from an expert.
When I go out these days, I just want to find a quiet place to practice.
In a strange place, I will be fully focused and extremely vigilant, which is why I can practice so quickly. "
Immediately, he explained again.
Mr. Li listened for a long time, then nodded, and then suddenly said: "You are not young anymore. Dad plans to let you take care of part of the family business first. Let's..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Xuan completely understood what his father was thinking.
His father didn't support him practicing martial arts at all, so he wanted him to start running the household business directly.
When you get busy, you can't practice martial arts.
He would naturally take over the family business, but not now.
And once Dad finished speaking, he had no chance to object.
Therefore, he had already made plans.
He wants to interrupt Dad's "casting".
He said directly: "Dad!"
Mr. Li was a little unhappy when he was interrupted.
But Li Xuan immediately said: "My son wants to get married!"
The word "marriage" directly brought Mr. Li and his wife to a "new battlefield."
Mr. Li's eyes widened and he asked, "Who do you want to marry?"
Li Xuandao: "Rose."
Mr. Li:......
Madam:......
The next moment, the eldest lady's face turned bitter.
Mr. Li felt like he was about to fly into a rage.
The dignified eldest son of the Li family marries an oiran from Ruanxianglou. Although he has redeemed his life, how is this decent?
"You bastard!!" Mr. Li was furious.
The eldest lady rushed up and said: "Master, calm down, calm down."
Master Li pointed at Li Xuan and said, "Say it, say it again?!"
The eldest lady hurriedly interrupted: "Master, Xiaoxuan has reached the age of starting a family.
He has a very affectionate and righteous temperament, and he has two maids who live with him, so how can he not be truly affectionate towards them?
I see, the top priority is to arrange a marriage for him as soon as possible. "
Li Xuan looked at his father who was "full of anger but was interrupted from casting a spell", lowered his head and said: "My son is wrong."
Seeing him bow his head, Mr. Li said: "Your mother is right, it is indeed time to arrange a marriage for you. After your wedding, I will allocate some of the family property to you for you to take care of."
Li Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
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...
The sky was getting dark, the family had a New Year's Eve dinner, and the servants and maids of the Li Mansion were all happy.
Although Su Qiang and Wei Yao have special status, it is impossible for them to dine with their master.
After dinner, Li Xuan went to visit Wei Yao as usual.
But tonight, when he walked into the small courtyard over there, he heard the mother's panicked voice.
"Girl! Girl!!"
Li Xuan hurriedly walked in and took a look, only to see two lines of blood dripping from Wei Yao's eyes and her pupils turned blood red.
"What's going on?" he shouted.
The old woman said in a tearful tone: "The girl was fine during the New Year's Eve dinner, but she also ate a few more vegetable and meat dumplings, and suddenly, her eyes started to bleed."
Li Xuanheng picked up Wei Yao and wanted to rush out the door, but he put her on the couch and said softly: "It's okay, it's okay."
Wei Yao didn't respond, she seemed to have fainted, her whole body felt hot.
Li Xuan said to the old woman: "Call the doctor quickly, quickly!"
The old woman ran out in a hurry.
After a while, the doctor came, took his pulse, looked at his eyes again, and frowned.
Li Xuan asked: "What's wrong?"
The doctor pondered for a moment and then said: "Mr. Li, you might as well...listen to her heartbeat. There are some..."
After he finished speaking, Li Xuan directly held Wei Yao's wrist and felt for his pulse, only to hear a deep and slow "bang bang" sound, like the sound of a deep sea drum, strong and powerful.
The doctor shook his head and said: "I have never encountered such a situation before. It was as if the girl's heart suddenly became stronger, and the blood flow accelerated and became violent. Only then did it rush to the eyes, making them invisible.
But this is not right, because if the blood really rushes into the eyes, it will not only be a coma, but..."
He didn't say anything more, but Li Xuan knew.
In this situation, death is inevitable. If the heart pumps hard with a strong pump force, wouldn't it mean that blood vessels rupture, cerebral hemorrhage, and various sudden death situations will occur instantly?
The doctor had never seen this situation before, but he still prescribed some medicine.
The Li family servant followed him to the drug store to get medicine.
Li Xuan leaned close to Wei Yao's chest.
It felt soft to the touch, but he didn't have any thoughts about Fengyue at this time. He just got closer and listened to the heartbeat.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Beat by beat, it was extremely clear and powerful, not the heartbeat that a normal person should have at all.
He suddenly realized something and said, "Xiao Yao, I'm sorry."
After saying that, he went straight to pull Wei Yao's pants.
When he pulled it off and took a look, he narrowed his eyes and saw that the burn marks on Wei Yao's waist and legs were actually receding, and the skin underneath was as white as milk.
He raised his head again and looked at Wei Yao's pupils. Although the pupils were bathed in blood, the eye mask behind them was as moist as a flawless ruby.
How does this scene look like you are sick?
This is clearly...reborn.
...
...
Wow...
Wow...
Wow! !
The sound of files being turned was particularly clear in front of the case.
Although the door of the Yamen archives room was closed, the oil paper on the window was blown by the cold wind, as if countless hands were reaching out from the darkness and tapping the window hastily.
It was clearly the Chinese New Year, but Shan Jian held a candle and squinted at the files in front of him.
The cool and dark light field illuminates the text on the file.
Suddenly, he stopped, his finger fixed on a certain part of the file, and he looked over again with rapid breathing, murmuring: "Sure enough...Sure enough..."
Recently, he used his connections to obtain some files from neighboring counties.
In these files, it is clearly described that in the past few years, there have been flower-picking incidents in which young girls were disheveled and tortured to death.
Neighboring counties also failed to solve the case, but there are some records saying that the murderer was very flexible. He was almost surrounded on one occasion, but still escaped.
There was also a portrait of the painter at that time in the file, but what puzzled Shan Jian was that the portrait was completely different from the portraits in his county.
The portrait clearly shows a tall and strong man, not a medium-sized man at all.
If it were the same person, it would never be possible for him to be tall a few years ago and become shorter a few years later.
How is this going?
He frowned slowly.
Suddenly, he heard movement outside the door.
Whispering, like a poisonous snake.
Shan Jian's eyes widened as he quietly covered the file and grabbed his saber.
He goes out with a spear, but is also good with a knife.
Bang!
Shan Jian suddenly opened the door and rushed out with his sword drawn. When he saw it, there was a government servant he knew outside the door holding a lantern.
The light shines like blood on the snow.
The yamen servant scratched his head in the snow and said, "Boss...you...your wife is here."
Shan Jian looked around and asked coldly: "Did you see anyone else just now?"
The yamen servant said in shock: "No, even though it's New Year's Eve today, there are still brothers on duty. Besides, how can anyone dare to break into the important place of the yamen?"
At this moment, a woman's rather angry voice came from the front yard of the Yamen.
Shan Jian smiled bitterly.
He didn't go home during the Chinese New Year, so no wonder his wife came looking for him.
However, he really couldn't go home.
In order to deal with the flower-picking thief, he selected his confidants and carefully laid a plan.
Seeing that the flower-picking thief has not taken action for a while, and the female relatives of each family have also become aware of precautions, it should be difficult for the flower-picking thief to attack.
In this way, the beauty who served as bait in his game would probably hook the murderer.
