Ximen Chuixue is not dead.
Because Yu Liancheng is not only good at martial arts, but also very good at medical skills and poisoning methods.
If he was willing to practice medicine, his reputation would no longer be as low as it is now, and he might even be nicknamed "Sai Huatuo".
What's more, the moment he saw Ximen Chuixue actively begging for death, his sword power was further reduced.
Opponents are hard to find, and high places are always cold. This is something that every peerless master should understand.
Ximen Chuixue was lying on a soft and comfortable bed, her wound still aching faintly.
His eyes opened, still as sharp as the edge of a sword. Although I already felt tired, I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
When he was injured, he thought about many things.
He learned swordsmanship at the age of seven, and became successful in seven years. He had no opponent before meeting Yulian City, and he was one of the two most famous swordsmen in the world. But the bitterness and pain during this period made it impossible to finish the book even after three days and three nights.
And on the road to fame, there are always souls who die under the sword.
Many people believed that he was a ruthless executioner who killed without mercy.
But for Ximen Chuixue, killing is a sacred thing and must be taken seriously. Before each murder, he would bathe in incense and fast for three days.
And almost all of the people he killed deserved to die.
Be sincere to others, and even more sincere to the sword.
——There will always be countless treacherous people in this world. When you pierce their throats with a sword and watch the blood bloom under your sword, you can always see the brilliance of that moment. You will know that nothing can compare to that kind of beauty.
When the sword was pulled out from his throat, there was still blood on it.
After blowing gently, a series of blood dripped from the tip of the sword, like red plums, bright and sad.
But this time, he could only blow his own blood.
Ximen Chuixue suddenly tightened the quilt.
He felt a little chilly.
A swordsman like him is destined to be isolated from the world. Just like an ascetic monk, all the joys in the world have nothing to do with him.
No enjoyment, no wife, no friends, no relatives...
Throughout his life, loneliness seemed like the chill of a winter night, penetrating every inch of his skin and every pore.
But he suddenly couldn't bear this loneliness.
Because although the days before were lonely, they were full of pride and glory.
But now...all the pride and glory were shattered by Yu Liancheng's sword.
Although he was lying on a soft bed, covered with a soft quilt. But I feel like a wounded wild dog hiding in a dog hole, licking its wounds. For a proud man like him, he would rather die than endure this kind of torture and pain.
But he must endure it.
"I'm waiting for you, waiting for you to challenge me, waiting for you to lose to me again."
This is what Yu Liancheng said to him.
Whenever he thinks of these words, it feels like countless whips are lashing his body and soul.
He must never die, and he must never lose again.
At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door. Lu Xiaofeng opened the door and walked in. She was smiling at him: "I heard someone singing a very interesting song today. Do you want to hear it?"
Ximen Chuixue suddenly felt a lot warmer. He was not alone. He was never completely alone. He still had friends: "What song?"
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "When will the bright moon come out? Let's catch the thief with the wine. Sikong will not choose the right path and will become a drowned dog."
Ximen Chuixue said: "Sikong? Sikong reaches for the stars?"
Lu Xiaofeng nodded.
Ximen Chuixue shook his head and said, "Who made this up? They are not afraid of Sikong Zhaixing going to trouble him."
Sikong Zhaixing is not a vicious person, but he is the king of thieves. When he sets his mind to trouble someone, that person never ends well.
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Sikong Zhaixing can't cause trouble for that person."
Ximen Chuixue said: "Oh."
Lu Xiaofeng laughed and said, "Because this song was originally sung by Sikong Zhaixing himself, and he also performed somersaults while singing. It took a full hour of somersaults and a full hour of singing."
Ximen Chuixue raised an eyebrow: "Is he crazy?"
Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "He is not crazy, but he was caught stealing something by his master. Although the master did not intend to kill him, he did not let him go easily."
Ximen Chuixue pondered for a moment: "It's Yulian City."
Lu Xiaofeng shrugged: "Other than this kid, who else can do such a thing?"
Ximen Chuixue was silent again, and suddenly said: "I can go with you."
Lu Xiaofeng frowned and said, "But your injury?"
Ximen Chuixue said: "It's just a trauma, not serious, and my medical skills are also very good."
Lu Xiaofeng knew that Ximen Chuixue had suffered a heavy blow in the battle with Yu Liancheng. He wanted to rebuild his confidence through fighting and also use this to climb to a higher level of kendo.
Ximen Chuixue suddenly smiled again and looked at Lu Xiaofeng: "However, if you ask me to do something, of course you have to pay a price."
Lu Xiaofeng asked: "What price?"
Ximen Chuixue said: "As long as you shave your beard clean, no matter what you want to do, I will go with you."
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The sparse stars have just risen, and a crescent-shaped crescent moon is hanging on the treetops in the distance. The wind still carries the fragrance of flowers, and the night is mysterious and beautiful.
Yu Liancheng left with Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou.
Ximen Chuixue did not go with him. He and Lu Xiaofeng agreed on a separate location and left alone. This man was a loner by nature and was not used to traveling with others.
At this time, the three of them were resting in a mountain village and an outdoor shop.
Lu Xiaofeng touched the place where the beard used to grow, and it was now smooth. The feeling was uncomfortable, like a person with thick hair suddenly having his head shaved.
But Yu Liancheng still looked at him without blinking an eye, with a slightly weird smile on his face.
Even Hua Manlou seemed to be "looking" at him, obviously very interested in Lu Xiaofeng with two eyebrows.
Lu Xiaofeng was sitting on pins and needles, and finally couldn't help but said: "What's so interesting about a grown man? I don't know what quirks you have."
Hua Manlou smiled and said: "Everyone has seen Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows, but not many people have seen Lu Xiaofeng with two eyebrows, so naturally they are very curious. Unfortunately, I am blind."
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Lu Xiaoji, I just hope that you will never ask me for anything in the future."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Oh?"
Yu Liancheng said: "I have seen Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows and Lu Xiaofeng with two eyebrows, but I am very curious about Lu Xiaofeng without eyebrows. If you ask me, remember to shave the upper eyebrows cleanly."
Lu Xiaofeng snorted and said coldly: "Even if I, Lu Xiaofeng, die and jump from here, I won't ask you for anything."
Yu Liancheng took a sip of tea and said leisurely: "It seems that it won't be long before I can see Lu Xiaofeng without a beard."
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