There are many flowers in Baihualou, not just oncidium.
Huamanlou broke the silence between the two of them after a moment: "The flowers over there are blooming pretty well, do you want to go and see them?"
"Um."
Chi Yuxian did not refuse the other party, and followed the other party while maintaining a polite distance.
The faint fragrance is blown by the wind, like the fragrance of flowers, but not so sweet.
At first, he thought it was because there were too many flowers in the garden, but when he walked to Huamanlou, he was shocked to find that the fragrance came from the other person.
Perhaps because he often takes care of these flowers and plants, Hua Manlou's body is inevitably stained with some warm fragrance.
"The hollyhocks I planted before haven't bloomed yet, but they are growing very tall."
Hua Manlou didn't know that Chi Yuxian, who looked cold and distant on the surface, was thinking about the incense on his body. After saying this, he tilted his head slightly and said, "Does Mr. Chi have any favorite flowers?"
"No."
Chi Yuxian had never grown flowers before, and he didn't know many varieties of flowers. I went to that store to look at the flowers this morning just because I had a whim, and I didn't expect to encounter a building full of flowers.
Compared with a layman like him, Huamanlou really loves these flowers and plants.
His original intention was that he didn't know much about flowers, so he couldn't say he had any favorite flowers. It's just that Hua Manlou got it wrong and thought he liked all kinds of flowers.
"So that's it."
Hua Manlou smiled lightly and reached out to support a pansy next to her: "Winter is coming soon, and some cold-resistant flowers will bloom by then."
After he said that, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Chi Yuxian. Although he couldn't see it at all, he could still imagine the expression on the other person's face.
He must be pretending to be indifferent, but his eyes are quietly focused on the surrounding flowers.
Chi Yuxian's current expression was indeed similar to what Hua Manlou thought, but his eyes were not on Hua, but on a pair of hands.
The color of the pansy is darker, making the fingers next to it as delicate as jade, and like freshly fallen snow.
His sight was not secretive, so he was quickly noticed by the sensitive Hua Manlou.
However, Hua Manlou thought he was looking at the pansy and didn't think about it on his own hand.
Chi Yu reacted belatedly and quickly looked away: "It's very beautiful."
This is the third time he has said this, so he must really like flowers.
Huamanlou thought so in his heart.
Near noon, Chiyu said goodbye.
Huamanlou, who knew what he was thinking, did not force him to stay, but sent him out of Baihualou with a smile.
"Brother Chi, if you like it, you can come often in the future."
Facing the invitation from Huamanlou, Chi Yuxian looked very cold on the surface and responded in a low voice, but in fact he was thinking in his heart: "I'm afraid this is the last time, and I won't see you again."
After he responded, he turned around and left, opening the umbrella he had been holding with a "swish" sound.
Baihua Tower fell silent for an instant, and even the chirping birds fell silent—perhaps because the weather was too cold.
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Chiyu was walking leisurely on the road. His mood which was quite good at Huamanlou just now suddenly dropped, and his sharp eyes became dull.
Like an ancient well.
With a "swish" sound, a leaf flew from the side and behind, rushing straight towards it with overwhelming momentum, causing a burst of sound in the air.
Chi Yu leisurely moved to the side and managed to avoid this sneak attack.
He frowned slightly, and his already unhappy mood became even worse.
The people who came this time were not like before, and they actually carried out sneak attacks. If he hadn't escaped in time just now, I'm afraid he would have died on the spot.
"who?"
While Chi Yuxian was talking, he pulled out the scimitar from his waist and looked coldly in the direction behind him.
"Is this the best in the world?"
A slightly rough voice sounded, his tone full of disdain, and even regretful that the move just now didn't kill him.
"What is the truth? Come and try."
A sarcastic smile appeared on Chi Yuxian's gloomy face: "You are really good at talking."
The contemptuous words had been spoken, and the man hiding in the dark couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out with a spear.
The tip of the gun was shiny, glowing coldly in the sunlight, and stabbed towards Chiyu like lightning.
He raised his knife and slashed diagonally, using all his strength to stop the opponent's move.
"I think you're very good at what you say and your skills," the man laughed, the meat on his face trembling, "You're only a little better than the pig-killer in the east of the city."
Hearing his words, Chi Yuxian just twitched his lips, without even a smile in his eyes.
The scimitar is slightly inferior to the spear. The attack range of the spear is long enough. Chi Yuxian is often unable to get close and can only defend but cannot attack.
After dozens of moves, the opponent's moves were fully revealed. Chi Yuxian frowned, and evil aura burst out.
Compared with most Jianghu people, he has no internal strength, so it is difficult for him to perform Qinggong, let alone get up close.
The situation has reached a deadlock. Ever since Chi Yuxian copied and pasted the opponent's marksmanship without hesitation just now, it has been difficult for them to decide the winner.
The opponent's martial arts were superior to his, but he had several techniques at his disposal, so the opponent could not completely defeat him.
The longer time went on, the more impatient Chi Yuxian became. He didn't want to spend time on this person, so he became more and more fierce when he attacked.
This change was noticed by the other party. Although there was no expression on the surface, there was a turmoil in his heart.
But in just one stick of incense, the young man in black in front of him learned his unique technique.
The opponent's delay in defeating him was only due to the limitations of weapons. Otherwise, he would have been defeated half a quarter of an hour ago.
The man's face was slightly ugly, but compared with Chi Yuxian opposite him, he looked as soft as the spring breeze.
The sharp brows and eyes of the young man in black could not hide his impatience. Veins popped up on the back of the hand holding the handle of the knife. He wanted to use all his strength with every move.
According to Chi Yuxian's habit, he usually uses the same technique copied and pasted to defeat the opponent. But now we are in a dilemma and we cannot remain in a stalemate like this.
With his slightly raised eyes dimming, Chi Yuxian stepped back quickly to close the distance between him and the man, and put the knife behind his back with his backhand.
The strong man on the other side couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw this, thinking that the other party couldn't hold on and was about to surrender.
In fact, Chi Yuxian, who stopped, was preparing to end this meaningless fight with his Lingxi finger.
There was silence all around, and the fallen leaves were scattered by the wind. A sound broke through the air, and the spear stabbed at the man in black standing not far away like a swimming dragon, with a fierce momentum.
Just when Chi Yuxian was about to reach out his hand, there was a sudden sound next to him. When he reacted, a warm fragrance broke into his nasal cavity.
The young man in white was like an orchid in an empty valley, with one hand relaxed and the other holding a fan in front of him. The gun head that was so fierce just now was stopped by the opponent with a folding fan.
The midday sun shines down, all on the visitor.
Chi Yuxian stood behind the other party, slightly raising his eyes, a little stunned.
