Fu Zhu looked at Wu Sheng and was just surprised that the senior brother was so good at taking care of children. Wu Sheng talked a lot more now.
Such a long list.
She couldn't imagine it coming from Wu Sheng's mouth before.
The girl smiled slightly and did not answer directly.
Fu Zhu bent down and put the orchid umbrella into Wu Sheng's hand, "Take it."
Hiji jumped onto Wu Sheng's shoulder.
The green lotus color disappeared in the wind and snow.
"I didn't expect that Fuzhu wouldn't take you there." Riji said, his sense of gloating about his misfortune was not very obvious, but he could vaguely hear it.
Wu Sheng held an orchid umbrella that was wide enough to completely cover the two of them. He remained silent and looked at the plum forest in the distance.
As soon as the girl landed, the fierce sword energy came towards her. It seemed that someone had stepped on her. The man quickly put away his sword, but the sword energy could not be withdrawn.
Fu Zhu raised his hand to seal the secret, and the sharp sword energy was instantly disintegrated.
The young man breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and apologized, "I'm really sorry, I didn't know someone would come here, and I almost accidentally hurt the fairy..."
He just saw how clean it was here and wanted to practice sword practice again to prepare for the next competition.
Who would have thought that he almost hurt someone, and the young man was filled with guilt.
"I saw someone practicing swordsmanship in Merlin and came here uninvited." Fu Zhu said, his eyes inadvertently falling on the young man's vertical hand, holding a long sword of extremely high quality.
I don’t know the name of the sword, but I know that the young man’s family is prominent.
Because such a sword cannot be used by ordinary people.
The girl's soft voice was as pure as snow, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes impolitely.
Under the sizzling plum rain, the green lotus is stunning among the scorching flowers.
The young man was stunned and said, "Fu, Fu Zhu Fairy?"
Fu Zhu was surprised, "Do you know me?"
She moved her eyes away from the sword and looked at the young man. He was handsome and elegant, but she didn't recognize him.
The young man said honestly: "I saw the battle between Fairy Fu Zhu and Jin Mingyun at the trial meeting."
Who wouldn't know the leader of the swordsmanship?
After saying a few words, he lowered his head again. After a long period of mental preparation, he summoned up the courage to ask the offensive words, "I heard from the Sword Sect that Fairy Fu Zhu didn't participate in this Immortal Competition. Why?" Will it appear in Zhaoying Mountain?"
This was a private matter and he shouldn't have asked.
Fu Zhu didn't think there was anything offensive. The young man was very polite, so her attitude was gentle, "I came to watch the battle."
"Just call me Fu Zhu." The young man spoke of Fu Zhu Fairy, which she was not used to hearing.
"I just saw your sword from a distance. It's very good." Fu Zhu complimented casually.
The young man's ears quickly turned crimson. He knew that his swordsmanship was out of line in front of Fu Zhuxian... Miss Fu Zhu.
But I am still very happy to receive such a compliment.
The boy's hand holding the sword tightened slightly, "Miss Fu Zhu, I...my name is Bai Bingzhen."
The heart is agitated and uneasy.
Even if Miss Fu Zhu doesn't remember this name, he still wants to tell her that if she misses this time, she will never have another chance in the future.
The girl looked casual and nodded, "I understand."
But he was thinking in his heart that his parents had chosen the name Bai Bingzhen so well for him, and it looked so innocent at first glance.
With his throat rolling, he couldn't help but ask, "Can I take a look at your sword?"
Bai Bingzhen hurriedly handed over the sword, "Of course."
"It's called Lianqing."
The girl looked at the sword seriously, and after hearing Bai Bingzhen's words, she said, "It's a good sword."
Keeping things pure and true are all very good meanings.
Bai Bingzhen saw that she seemed to like Lianqing Sword very much, so he said, "If Miss Fu Zhu doesn't mind, you can try it out."
Of course it is not allowed to give away swords.
Not to mention that she will be beaten to death by her parents when she goes back, Miss Fu Zhu has her own sword, which is no worse than Lianqing Sword.
Appreciation is what every swordsman will feel when he sees a good sword, but it is not an idea to keep it as his own.
What's more, she is such a cool person like Miss Fu Zhu.
Bai Bingzhen would not say insulting things like giving away swords.
Fu Zhu tilted his head and asked, "Okay?"
Bai Bingzhen nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.
That touch of green lotus color, without any hesitation, the frost edge and snow blade suddenly moved forward, smoothly and without stagnation, bringing out the clear light.
The plum rain and sleet are flying with the sword energy.
Bai Bingzhen was as dumbfounded as a chicken, and it took him a while to find his lost soul, "This, is this the sword technique of our Fuxian Terrace?"
Fu Zhu returned the sword to him, "Are you from Fuxian Terrace?"
She remembered that when she first arrived at Zhaoying Mountain, one of the two people they were fighting against was a disciple from Fuxian Terrace. However, she was talking to Yuesu and the others at the time and didn't pay much attention to the stage, so naturally she didn't notice the swordsmanship either.
Fu Zhu explained: "I used this when I saw you practicing sword practice on the mountain."
After thinking about it, he added, "I can't see it clearly because I'm far away. Please bear with me if I make mistakes." Very modest.
Bai Bingzhen shook his head vigorously, "There was nothing wrong."
His sword skills are even better than many of the disciples at Fuxian Terrace.
She just watched it from a distance and knew it.
Bai Bingzhen had mixed emotions in his heart, which finally turned into admiration.
That youthful throbbing disappeared into thin air.
Someone came to look for Bai Bingzhen, and Fu Zhu left first.
"Senior Brother Bai, Madam and the leader are looking for you." The disciple from Fuxian Terrace followed Bai Bingzhen's line of sight and saw nothing except the falling plum blossoms and the sword energy that had not yet dissipated.
So what is he looking at?
Wait, is Senior Brother Bai's sword energy so powerful?
In this Immortal Sect Competition, they will definitely get a good ranking. The disciples from Fuxian Terrace who came to look for him have their faces glowing red and feeling proud of themselves.
Jin Mingyun and Fairy Fuzhu from Zhenshan are not participating in the Immortal Competition. It is their turn to shine in the Immortal Platform.
Thinking like this, he couldn't help laughing.
Bai Bingzhen gave him a strange look, "Didn't you say that my father was looking for me?"
"Oh, yes, Senior Brother Bai, let's go." After being immersed in a sweet dream, he suddenly woke up and remembered the business, and the disciple from Fuxian Terrace said quickly.
Bai Bingzhen followed him, in a daze, still recalling Fu Zhu's sword skills.
"Bingzhen, where have you been just now? You look like you're covered in wind and snow, why don't you come in and sit down." The gentle head lady rarely spoke harshly.
She stood up and took Bai Bingzhen's hand, exclaiming, "Why are your hands so cold?"
The stern-faced head of Fuxiantai originally wanted to reprimand his son, but his wife's startled voice disturbed his mind and made him forget the draft he had in mind.
Bai Bingzhen cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Father."
There was integrity and discipline, and the anger in his heart was instantly dissipated.
He waved his hands and said, "Okay, sit down."
Bai Bingzhen did not sit down, but stood upright and said, "I made it difficult for you two by asking your father and mother to go to Zhenshan to propose marriage. Bingzhen will not mention it again in the future."
After he said this, he felt relieved and relaxed. Bai Bingzhen thought that his father and mother would also be happy, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the solemn expressions of the couple.
"Bingzhen, are you stimulated by something?" Madam Bai asked tentatively.
His eyes stared at the head of Fuxian Terrace, as if he was complaining about him and forcing his son to retreat.
Bai Bingzhen said: "Father and mother, don't worry, I just figured it out."
Madam Bai wanted to ask something else, but Master Bai stopped her and pointed her eyes at her. The young man was frank and spoke from the bottom of his heart.
(End of chapter)
