Back in time, Lin Rufei was sitting in the attic, watching his brother and Gu Feiyu chatting on a messy sword platform, and seeing that Gu Feiyu seemed to be planning to take down the heavy sword on his back, Lin Rufei felt a little bored, so she picked up a piece of mung bean cake and put it to her lips, and took a sip. The taste of this mung bean cake shows that it is made by Fu Hua, with a moderate sweetness and a faint fragrance.
It's just that the mung bean cake hadn't been swallowed completely, when Lin Rufei's ears heard a sharp whistle that broke through the air, and then an afterimage rushed straight in front of him. With a muffled thud, the bluestone slab under Lin Rufei's feet was penetrated by a sharp weapon. In the golden sunlight, fine dust swirled into the air. Lin Rufei looked closely and saw a huge black sword. Inserted diagonally no more than an inch away from his feet, the blade was pitch black as ink, and it was making a humming sound.
Then Gu Feiyu, who was originally standing on the sword platform, rushed over and was stopped by Fu Hua.
"Why did my son seduce your sword!" Fu Hua angrily scolded, "You are so rude!"
Gu Feiyu muttered, "How did I know that there is still a master sitting here... Besides, your son is so powerful, how could he be injured by the sword?" Ru Fei cupped her hands and saluted, "My name is Gu Feiyu, I don't know the name of this senior."
Although Gu Feiyu is upright, he is not without wink. The attic on the Lin Family Sword Stage is not for anyone to come up to. Although Lin Rufei has a young face and her complexion is not very good, her body is very expensive. Gas, not just any small family can have it. Although Gu Feiyu could see that Fu Hua was a Six Realm cultivation, but he couldn't see the depth of Lin Rufei's, but thinking about someone who could use Six Realm Sword Cultivator as a maid... It would be best if he didn't provoke her.
"This is my brother-in-law Lin Rufei." Lin Bianyu said lightly, "He has been in poor health since he was a child, and he rarely sees people. Young Master Gu, you better grab your sword and leave here earlier."
Although Gu Feiyu was innocent, Lin Bianyu's face still showed a slight hesitation. How could he not know Lin Rufei's physical condition, now that Gu Feiyu's sword had an accident and was still facing Lin Rufei Ru Fei is a senior, but it makes people feel that he is very rude.
"It turns out that this is the legendary Third Young Master Lin." Gu Feiyu showed a clear expression.
He noticed that Lin Bianyu seemed a little unhappy, so he didn't say more, walked to his sword in a few steps, and scolded: "Chongfeng, go!" When he came out, Gu Feiyu exerted force on his hand, but the black epee did not move at all, and it buzzed a few times from time to time, as if he was mocking him.
Gu Feiyu pulled it out for a while, but he couldn't pull it out. In the end, his face became more and more ugly, and he scolded directly. He was originally from the countryside, but he only returned to Gu's house in recent years. Just some junk, shitty hooves or something.
Listening to Fuhua's eyes widened, I have probably never heard such a down-to-earth scolding in my life.
However, the big sword was unmoved and stomped Gu Feiyu angrily. In the end, Lin Bianyu couldn't stand it any longer. He took a few steps forward and grabbed the hilt of the sword, wanting to end the farce.
Gu Feiyu didn't persuade him either, so he stood beside him and howled, saying, "No reason, I have raised you for so many years, and you just glanced at others, and you took a fancy to them. You are a thousand-knife--"
Lin Rufei was sitting in a wheelchair, the mung bean cake in her hand was about to melt, but she felt that putting it down would not be either, nor eating it.
Lin Bianyu took the hilt of the sword, and after exerting force, his face became darker and darker. He was already cultivated in the eight realms and had the power to move mountains, but this seemingly ordinary heavy sword remained in his hand. It seems to contain thousands of mountains.
"I can't pull it out, I can't pull it out." Gu Feiyu was not surprised by Lin Bianyu's defeat, crouching on the ground and pulling the messy black long hair, saying in pain, "People are not as good as new, clothes are not good. As it is—"
Then he raised his head pitifully and looked at Lin Rufei, and begged, "Lin San Gongzi, all gentlemen don't win people's love, you can help him and let him die."
Lin Rufei sighed, but she put down the mung bean cake in her hand, and said warmly, "Young Master Gu, it's not that I don't want to help, it's that I'm already weak and have never practiced swordsmanship. Even my second brother can't pull this sword out. I'm afraid it won't be of much help."
"Sir Lin, don't make fun of me." Gu Feiyu screamed, "If you haven't even practiced swordsmanship, how could he like you—"
After Lin Rufei heard the words, she looked at her second brother who was still competing with the sword, coughed lightly, wiped the debris off her hands, stood up and said, "Okay, I'll try it. ."
Lin Bianyu heard Lin Rufei's voice, her face sank, and she was about to speak, but Lin Rufei said first: "Second brother, since Young Master Gu said so, I will try it, and let him die. it is good."
Lin Bianyu frowned, but seeing Lin Rufei's calm expression, she didn't seem to be unhappy, so she let go and said, "Then try it."
The gauze curtain was broken, and the attic was at a high place again, with the cold spring wind blowing inward, Lin Rufei slowly got up, her originally neat black hair was a little messy. Chong Feng was still buzzing, and as Lin Rufei approached, his buzzing sound became more and more excited, as if he was about to fly off the ground and rub against Lin Rufei's clothes.
Lin Rufei coughed a few times in a low voice, raised her hand to wrap her fox fur, and then stretched out her slender but pale hand, and firmly grasped the hilt of Zhongfeng's sword.
The hilt of the sword was cold and smooth to the touch. The moment Lin Rufei held it, he felt as if he was holding a piece of frozen ice. However, the next moment, a strange heat flowed out of his palm. This heat flow In a moment, it flowed all over his body, and the humming sound of the heavy front was even louder, and obvious cracks began to appear on the hard bluestone ground.
Lin Rufei frowned, raised her hand and drew her sword.
Gu Feiyu, who was standing beside him, took a deep breath and watched as Lin Rufei easily pulled the motionless heavy front from the floor. The heavy sword, which was supposed to be heavier than the mountains, was in Lin Rufei's hand. Inside, it turned into a falling feather, drawing a gentle arc in mid-air.
Several people present did not expect this scene, even Lin Rufei herself showed a slightly surprised expression.
Gu Feiyu burst into tears immediately, and almost rolled on the ground, saying, "Second Young Master Lin—you really made me miserable!"
Lin Bianyu's expression was complicated, she wanted to say something to Lin Rufei, but she swallowed the words.
It has to be said that Chongfeng's black and heavy sword looks completely out of tune with the thin and thin Lin Rufei. Lin Rufei holds the sword like a weak scholar holding a long fire stick, but that There was an innocent look on his handsome face.
Gu Feiyu looked at this scene and wanted to cry.
"Master Gu—" Lin Rufei felt a little overwhelmed, so she wanted to hand the sword to Gu Feiyu.
Seeing this, Gu Feiyu hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick it up. Who would have guessed that the sword fell straight to the ground as soon as it reached his hand, and a huge hole was inserted into the ground. No matter how hard Gu Feiyu tried, he would not stand up.
"I'm dead, I'm dead! Chongfeng, you heartless bastard—" Gu Feiyu sat on the ground, holding Chongfeng, like a mother-in-law holding his own red apricots, "You Pickled goods with no conscience—"
Lin Rufei's face was helpless, but she had the illusion that she had robbed someone else's wife.
In the attic, the atmosphere was frighteningly quiet, and only Gu Feiyu could be heard crying. Lin Bianyu asked helplessly, "Is there no other way?"
Gu Feiyu wiped his tears: "There are some."
"What method?" Lin Bianyu asked.
"You just have to trouble the third son of Lin." Gu Feiyu said, "You have to make it clear to him that you don't love him, and you have no results with him—"
Lin Rufei: "..."
Lin Bianyu: "..."
Floating Flower: "… "
The three masters and servants were all speechless by Gu Feiyu's unreasonable words, but Fuhua reacted first, with a very strange expression: "Could he understand people's language? My son would be useful if he said these words to him. ?"
"I don't know either, my ancestor told me." Gu Feiyu sat on the ground and had no plans to get up, "It's just that when my ancestor gave me this sword, I was about to get old and confused, and I don't know if he was talking nonsense. ." He said, lying on the ground completely, muttering to himself, "But this is also the fate of the third son of Lin." He turned his face and looked at Lin Rufei eagerly, "The third son of Lin , can you swing a sword with a heavy front and make me completely die?"
Lin Rufei looked at Lin Bianyu and asked for his opinion. Lin Bianyu thought about it for a moment, but she nodded slightly and said, "It's okay to try." It can be counted as a chance, but if you can really swing a sword with a heavy front, it cannot be easily explained by the word chance.
Lin Rufei reached out and grasped the hilt of Zhong Feng's sword again.
Just like before, the heavy sword in his hand was as light as nothing, and he lifted it from the bluestone effortlessly. Everyone's eyes fell on him, and Lin Rufei's throat was a little itchy again. He couldn't hold back, he coughed a few times, and a sickly blushing appeared on his pale cheeks.
Seeing this, Lin Bianyu was about to say something, but the heavy front in Lin Rufei's hand had already swung down to the side outside the attic.
Gu Feiyu waited with bated breath, but the heavy front swung down, but it was silent. Even if he pricked up his ears, he could only hear the small wind outside.
Nothing happened.
While Gu Feiyu was happy, he was also a little disappointed.
When the ancestor passed Chongfeng to Gu Feiyu, he told him that Chongfeng had the power of good fortune, which could break mountains and cut Yin and Yang. However, now the first person who can be recognized by the heavy front, he swung his sword down, but nothing happened.
Lin Rufei didn't know what Gu Feiyu was thinking, he just lowered his eyes and stared at the heavy sword in his hand.
The last time he held a sword was more than ten years ago, on the night of his tenth birthday banquet.
He will always remember that it was a fine night. He and his second brother were sitting on the tallest pine tree on Kunlun Mountain, begging the second brother to show him Tianxiao.
Lin Bianyu had always been the one who favored Lin Rufei the most, so how could she withstand her brother's request, so she handed the sword in her hand to Lin Rufei.
Lin Rufei happily took it over, but as soon as Tianxiao started, Lin Rufei discovered that the sword was as heavy as a thousand jins, one of them couldn't hold it firmly, and the whole person turned over from the tree. Fortunately, Lin Bianyu rescued him in time, but he was also frightened into a cold sweat.
"The better the sword, the heavier it will be." - Later, Lin Rufei's mother said to him, "Little Ji, let's not touch the sword in the future, okay?"
"Okay." Lin Rufei heard her answer when she was young.
Lin Rufei could only afford the lightest sword, and in the eyes of a real sword cultivator, the lightest sword, on Kunlun Mountain, was not even worthy of being used as a toy for children.
"I'm not a swordsman." The pale-faced handsome young man stared at the black epee in his hand, his voice soft like a lover's whisper, he said, "I...not suitable for you."
Chong Feng screamed loudly.
"Look, he's been waiting for you for so long." The young man stroked the blade lightly, soothing the restless heavy front. His fingers were white and slender, and when he brushed inch by inch on the black blade, he inexplicably gave birth to a strange feeling. The beauty of Gu Feiyu's eyes, his cheeks suddenly blushed, and he looked away in a panic.
"If you leave with me, he will be very sad." Lin Rufei said warmly. He used to think that what Gu Feiyu said to him was a little unreasonable, but now, he clearly realized that Zhongfeng was the Those who can understand his own words, "I'm so weak, and I can't use you. Wouldn't it be too aggrieved for you to follow me?" He laughed, his eyes paler than ordinary people, curved into a soft arc, "Thank you. You are happy with me, you are still the first sword that is happy with me..."
As Lin Rufei said that, she opened her arms and gently embraced Zhongfeng in her arms: "I'm very happy."
Chong Feng gave a heavy shock, and he seemed to understand Lin Rufei's intentions, and the buzzing sound gradually fell silent.
Gu Feiyu stood beside him and stared eagerly, like a child guarding the candy.
Lin Rufei turned her head to look at him and blinked: "Is it alright?"
"I don't know." Gu Feiyu rolled up his sleeves and took a deep breath, "Baby, go back with me, I promise I won't scold you in the future—it's better for you than my daughter-in-law!" He finished These words were recited in my mouth for a while, most of which were nonsense for peace.
It wasn't until Lin Bianyu's eyebrows were twisted up that Gu Feiyu reached out his hand tremblingly, and held the hilt of the sword handed over by Lin Rufei reverently.
Lin Rufei let go.
This time, Zhong Feng did not fall to the ground.
Gu Feiyu cried with joy while holding Chongfeng, and all three of them were relieved.
Lin Rufei couldn't help coughing again, Lin Bianyu raised her chin at Fuhua with a cold face, and Fuhua quickly pushed the wheelchair over and helped Lin Rufei to sit down.
"It seems that we won't be able to fight today. If that's the case, let's fight again in the future." Lin Bianyu said calmly, "My brother is a little unwell, so I will send him back first."
Gu Feiyu was a little embarrassed and even claimed that he was okay. He had caused so much trouble for people. Although he still had doubts in his heart, it was not easy to ask again.
Lin Bianyu pushed Lin Rufei into the air, while Gu Feiyu held Zhongfeng in a daze in the attic.
The spectators under the sword platform gradually dispersed, and everything seemed to be calm.
However, at this moment, a huge sound suddenly sounded in the sky, like rolling thunder, and like a sudden tide of thousands of waves, continuous, from far to near.
Gu Feiyu heard the thunder in the daytime, raised his eyes and looked towards the place where the sound came from, his eyes showed a look of astonishment - the north peak of Kunlun Mountain was actually half collapsed.
He was shocked at first, and then suddenly woke up. He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart... The place where Beifeng was located was the direction Lin Rufei had just swung his sword.
The author has something to say: Chong Feng: Buzz Buzz
Gu Feiyu: I'm not as good-looking as Lin Rufei, and my chest is bigger than his!
Lin Rufei: ? ? ? ?