Chapter 899: The exiled princess conquers the wandering sword **** 6
Yingying and Yanyan came together, a wink fluttering and the branches trembled, and the charm of the silver note made them forget their fear.
Surrounded by beauties, Ximen Chuixue had no intention of hugging from left to right. He hurried away like lightning, leaving Zhongmei in the air.
"Dirty, don't touch me."
All the beauties were petrified in place, Shu Ange pursed her lips and snickered. In her impression, Ximen Chuixue was a picky and clean person.
For many years, his white clothes were fluttering and spotless, and he had to bathe and change his clothes every time he went.
The old bustard was taken aback by Ximen Chuixue's chilling air, and she stammered, "Xiaohong, Xiaocui, the two of you will bring the two of you to Shuyu Pavilion, and everything will be arranged by this gentleman."
Although Ximen Chuixue had a very handsome appearance, his temperament like an ice sculpture and his silent murderous aura made most people dare not look up at his face.
Shuyu Pavilion is elegant and chic, with lush flowers and trees, surrounded by rockeries and flowing water.
After so many days of sleeping in the open air, Shu Ange felt the soft and clean bedding and just wanted to sleep quickly. Xien Chuixue directly threw a piece of silver and asked the people from Yanxia Pavilion to buy a new set of quilts, all of which must be the latest.
Shu Ange was amazed by his picky behavior. His extravagant expenses also made her feel a waste. In order to make the best use of everything, she asked the people from Yanxialou to bring two sets of quilts back.
During these three days, Ximen Chuixue did not go out. He incense, bathed and fasted for three days, as if he was flying thousands of miles, just to relax in a luxurious brothel in an unfamiliar town.
At dusk on the fourth day, Ximen Chuixue changed into a brand new set of clothes, which were all white from head to toe, as white as snow.
Shu Ange had never seen a man who liked white like this. When Ximen Chuixue went out, she followed him.
As usual, he did not stop her or wait for her. There are not many people in this world who can keep up with Ximen Chuixue with light energy.
Because, if it wasn't for Ximen Chuixue's sudden stop, she would have watched him disappear from sight.
They came to a spacious house and walked through the main entrance. When the servant saw the two, they turned around and ran away, and no one dared to come forward to intercept them.
If Shu Ange was an ordinary person who was not skilled in martial arts, when facing Ximen Chuixue, she would also choose to turn around and run away.
You only have one life, isn't it good to live?
When the two walked to the atrium, the owner of the house stepped out.
He was born with a dignified appearance, a bee-waisted back, and firm muscles.
Hong Tao glanced at Ximen Chuixue, then at Shu Ange, and then cupped his hands and said, "Let's get down the 'Lightning Saber' Hong Tao, I wonder why the two of you are visiting us?"
"kill you."
Ximen Chuixue fell to the ground, Hong Tao's eyes widened, and he asked with an unbelievable look: "Why, when did Hong offend your Excellency?"
"Zhao Gang."
Shu Ange listened to the conversation between the two, and he lit a candle for Hong Tao in his heart. The person Ximen Chuixue wanted to kill has never lost his hand.
"Your Excellency is a friend of "One Sword Town Kyushu" Zhao Gang?"
Hong Tao's expression has changed, and his fingers are also on the scabbard.
He is not so kind to everyone. The person who dared to provoke the Hong Mansion last time was already three feet tall.
Ximen Chuixue shook his head and said nothing.
"Your Excellency came all the way to kill me for someone you don't know?"
Facing Zhao Gang's questioning, Ximen Chuixue just nodded and said a word impatiently.
Hong Tao's face changed greatly, he involuntarily took a step back, and asked the last question in shock: "Is your Excellency Ximen Chuixue?"
Ximen Chuixue didn't return to this question. Shu Ange folded his arms and replied with a sympathetic expression: "The owner of Ximen Village doesn't like talking nonsense with people."
Hong Tao gritted his teeth, Ximen Chuixue was a famous eccentric in the arena, his temper was very strange, and his swordsmanship was unmatched.
When he intends to kill someone, he will never stop halfway until he dies.
The crows croaked, a gust of wind blew, the grass and trees shook, and the splendid sunset in the western sky was like the smile of a lover.
Hong Tao drew his sword without warning, and his sword was as fast as lightning. Shu Ange saw him strike eight swords in an instant.
This sword technique has a nice name - Yu Lianhuan, Zhao Gang died under this sword technique.
In an instant, Ximen Chuixue's sword pierced Zhao Gang's throat.
His eyes widened, and his body slowly fell back, crashing to the ground like a mountain.
When the sword was drawn, there was blood on the tip of the sword.
Ximen Chuixue blew lightly, blood dripped from the tip of the sword, his expression was still indifferent, as if the one who died under his sword was not a person, just grass and trees.
Shu Ange stared at him blankly and sighed.
The wind picked up, Ximen Chuixue disappeared in the long street, and Shu Ange hurriedly followed.
She had a hunch that following Ximen Chuixue, her Qing Gong would continue to improve at an inhuman speed.
After killing Hong Tao, the two went on the road again and rushed back to Wanmei Villa in the south of the Yangtze River.
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only love Jiangnan. The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boats are drawn and listening to the rain and sleep.
Jiangnan in April, the scenery is picturesque, the flowers are blooming, the green grass is green, the young boys and girls in thin clothes are lush and beautiful, just like a moving picture.
Shu Ange's status in Wanmei Villa is a bit awkward. Although she often meets Ximen Chuixue, she can only be regarded as a friend so far.
But in the eyes of the servants of Wanmei Villa, Ximen Chuixue has never been close to women. She is very likely to be the future wife of the villa owner, and she has great respect for her.
On this day, Shu Ange and Ximen Chuixue were discussing swordsmanship, when a servant suddenly came to report: "Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou are visiting."
If the loner Ximen Chuixue still has someone who can be regarded as a friend on the rivers and lakes, it should be Lu Xiaofeng. He nodded lightly, and the servant understood what he meant.
Shu Ange felt a little excitement in her heart, not because she was about to see Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, but because Shangguan Feiyan had already started to do it. She had been recharged for so long, and it was time to move her hands and feet.
"Master, can I meet Lu Xiaofeng?"
Shu Ange made his request with a decent smile, and Ximen Chuixue agreed with a hum.
Except when talking about swordsmanship together, he was always so concise, as if saying one more word would cost electricity.
However, he didn't reject him anyway. Thinking of Lu Xiaofeng, a light flashed in Shu Ange's eyes.
Shangguan Feiyan has already gone to him and Hua Manlou. This time, when Shangguan Danfeng is not dead, will she use her identity to deceive Lu Xiaofeng to monopolize the treasure for them.
No matter where he is, Lu Xiaofeng will not be restrained. Even in Wanmei Villa, which is regarded as a forbidden place by everyone in the world, he still has a laid-back temperament.