Chapter 9 Choosing the Master

Style: Girl Author: Yi YueshengWords: 1825Update Time: 24/01/18 14:36:16
"So, Miss Chuqi, you will find me, but do you want me to ask for something? In view of last night's kindness, if you want anything, just say it doesn't matter. Whatever I can do, I will definitely complete it."

Although he had already speculated about this, after Chu Qi personally confirmed his identity as the sword spirit, Huamanlou immediately thought of the sudden appearance of the Rusty Sword in Baihualou, and was convinced that this sword spirit was responsible for He made a request.

Therefore, when he spoke, he was sure of it.

Just as Hua Manlou's voice fell, Lu Xiaofeng saw Chu Qi's eyes seem to light up, and he suddenly had a strange premonition in his heart. Sure enough, the next second, Chu Qi said something for the two of them. If your scalp is numb.

"Then are you willing to be my master?"

hiss--

This question was beyond everyone's expectations. Not only was Lu Xiaofeng shocked, but Hua Manlou also lost his composure for the first time. He opened his mouth in surprise, and his hands even shook for a moment, and he dropped the folding fan that never left his body. On to the ground.

"H-I'm sorry, maybe I didn't hear you clearly just now?"

Chu Qi, as if she was not the one who said those astonishing words just now, calmly picked up the folding fan from the ground, blew off the floating sand on it and handed it back to Huamanlou.

"As you can see, I am a sword. A sword without its owner will rust, and the sword spirit will be damaged, just like me -"

As she spoke, she stretched out her finger and pointed at herself. Then, she remembered that Hua Manlou could not see her, so she took his hand and touched the top of her hair, trying to make him feel her long hair that was flying messily all over her head. Hair and tattered clothes.

It was just that Chu Qi took his hand and touched her own cheek. The next moment, the big hand that had become extremely stiff since it was touched by her was forcibly withdrawn by the master who came back to his senses.

Hua Manlou's face was horribly red, as if he was about to bleed. His eyes were wide open, and his whole body seemed to be frozen from his hair to his toes. The expression on his face was blank, as if he had just been in that short scene. In just a few seconds, his soul had drifted away.

"...Thank you for your love, but I don't use a sword, I'm sorry."

After a long while, he said this dryly. After he finished speaking, he stood up suddenly and said hurriedly: "I'll go in first, you can play for a while, good night."

After the words fell, Huamanlou hurriedly walked towards his tent. As he was walking around the campfire, he accidentally stepped on a bone thrown by someone. If he hadn't reacted in time, he might have died. About to fall.

"Wow, you are really capable. I have known Hua Manlou for so long, and this is the first time I have seen him look so panicked..."

Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Qi sat on the same log, looking at Hua Manlou's fleeing figure from left to right. It wasn't until he got into the tent and disappeared that Lu Xiaofeng said this with emotion.

Chu Qi withdrew his gaze, pretending to have a puzzled look on his face, and asked, "Why did he run away suddenly? Even if he doesn't want to be my master, he shouldn't be so scared."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at her disappointed expression, and was about to open his mouth to say how scary Chu Qi's request just now was, but he suddenly saw the girl's eyes suddenly glowing with water under the shadow of her hair and the firelight, and her heart suddenly changed. A piece of numbness was felt, so he stepped forward and asked her with a smile: "Then what do you think of me?"

Chu Qi, who just felt sleepy and yawned:? ah? What are you talking about?

She looked up and down this famous romantic young hero with a scrutinizing gaze, but the person she was looking at did not panic at all, and even stood up and turned around, allowing her to comment openly.

Lu Xiaofeng cooed like a peacock opening its tail. He raised his eyebrows, obviously very confident in himself.

"Look at me, am I very handsome and charming? How about it, it's not a loss, right?"

Chu Qi hesitated: "Then can you use a sword?"

Lu Xiaofeng was very honest: "I know a little, but not much."

After hearing his words, Chu Qi curled her lips, looking a little annoyed, then turned her head and said "hum", raised her hand, and as soon as she lowered it, it returned to the appearance of a rusty sword.

"Eh? Eh?! That's too much. What do you mean? Am I not handsome enough? Sure enough! Every time I go out with Hua Man Lou, my popularity with women will be greatly reduced!"

Lu Xiaofeng let out an exaggerated scream, and after picking up the rusty sword, he paused for a moment. Seeing that the tent in Huamanlou suddenly turned off the lights as if he felt guilty, he could only shrug helplessly.

In order to prevent his thin-skinned brother from fighting over his head due to embarrassment tonight, he had no choice but to return to his tent with the rusty sword.

As he walked along, he poked the rusty sword with his index finger, and kept chattering, frantically telling Chu Qi about his advantages, which made Chu Qi, who was nestled in the rusty sword, cover his ears and feel uneasy.

Chu Qi: Why didn’t I just block his mouth first and then change back! Why! ?

Poor Chuqi, she is destined to have no sleep tonight.

At the same time, in another tent, Hua Manlou was also unable to sleep.

His mind was in a state of confusion, and all he could think about was those small hands, the feeling of the cool hair tickling his palms, and the girl's soft and plump face.

This was the first time that the playboy, who had been clean and self-sufficient for more than twenty years, touched a woman's cheek. Just thinking about it made his heart beat fast.

The more he wanted to forget, the more he couldn't forget it. Hua Manlou felt that his face was burning hot. He suddenly turned over and stood up from the couch, opened the folding fan, and fanned his face hard. , not at all as graceful as before.

As for Lu Xiaofeng?

After scolding the ignorant Chu Qi for half an hour, he simply thrust the rusty sword under the pillow and fell asleep.