The sound of fighting lasted for less than half an hour, and the sword bearers retreated while fighting. The battle line stretched for several miles, and no fewer than a hundred warrior monks were knocked down along the way.
After watching for a long time, Xie Heng discovered that when the sword-wielder made a move, most of the attacks were from the enemy's lower body. The sword energy blocked the way and restrained their footsteps, but they did not hurt their lives. What's even more strange is that the pursuer yelled at him and forced him to ask the swordsman's name, but the man remained silent all the way, not saying a word.
If it wasn't for the pure and kind heart, Xie Heng thought to himself, it would be that he had an old relationship with his pursuer.
After a few miles, he entered the verdant forest, with towering ancient trees along the way, bursts of pine waves, the swordsman's feet speeded up, and a phantom swayed away. The swordsman swung away.
After traveling through the dense forest for about a stick of incense, the dangling image in front of Xie Heng finally stopped abruptly. He waved his hands desperately in the dimness, trying to ask who the swordsman was, but his lips seemed to be tightly glued, and a voice Can't send it out.
But he saw the swordsman's slender left arm sway, and put a girl down from his shoulder.
Xie Heng: "!!!"
He shouted silently, calling out the girl's name: "Xiaohuan!"
The girl named Xiaohuan naturally couldn't see him.
The girl's forehead was disheveled, and her cuff was pierced by Xuanliu during the fight, revealing half of her forearm, her eyes were full of water, and she bowed her head.
"Thank you sir for saving your life, it's just... Xiaohuan has something important to do, she wants to go to my young master, there is really no way to repay her..."
The fool!
Xie Heng clenched his fists quietly.
A warm current surged in his heart. Looking at the maid who was close at hand but out of reach, he said silently: "I broke with the Xie family, and I am no longer your young master. You are so smart, how can you do stupid things?"
The swordsman remained speechless, only shaking his head slightly.
Amidst the girl's repeated shouts of "Excuse me, sir's name and surname", she turned around gracefully, touched the ground with her toes, and leaped into the air.
The long wind passed through the forest, and the swordsman was surrounded by a light-colored mysterious energy, passing by the strong branches, and leaves fell everywhere, startling a sparrow.
"… Thanks."
Xie Heng, who was separated by an invisible barrier and forced to watch, raised his head slightly and thanked him softly.
I owe you a favor.
He knew that the swordsman couldn't hear his own voice, but his heart was full of passion. He was ecstatic to learn that the old man was well. It wasn't until Xiaohuan appeared that Xie Heng realized belatedly that during the fierce fighting before, My own maid has been carried behind the back by the swordsman and is firmly guarded.
Those servants who were besieged looked familiar to him, but now that he recalled them, they were all Xie's family members.
...Damn it!
It's nothing more than persecuting themselves, but they don't even let the maids who have nothing to do with them go
Standing on top of Lin Tao, Xie Ziyou who suddenly received the prompt "hatred value 20": "???"
Wow, it's so good, what stimulated the protagonist
The strong wind blew past the ends of his hair. Seeing that there was no one around, the boy took off his mask contentedly, and looked up to enjoy the extraordinarily fresh wind in the mountains and forests. He looked up at the endless blue sky and white clouds.
Xie Ziyou couldn't help but open his arms, hugged the air in front of him vaguely, and said with a smile: "System, it's better to save people. When can you jump out of the job, let's go to the golden finger task?"
The little bee of the system landed on his shoulder, overlooking the lush forests and undulating mountains in front of him. It didn't want to disturb Xie Ziyou's good mood at the moment, so it just smiled and didn't answer.
They work systematically, just obey, and want to change tasks...it's not that simple.
The system didn't speak, but it surprised Xie Heng.
He couldn't understand what a "system" or a "golden finger" was, but he could tell that this was his enemy's younger brother, the bastard who took away his glazed sword bone!
In an instant, all the excitement and joy disappeared, Xie Heng's head was filled with a mess, and the true and deep-seated hatred suddenly struck, and he overturned the table in a rage: Xie Ziyou was the savior of his maid
With superb swordsmanship, the swordsman he secretly confidant is Xie Ziyou
No, he doesn't believe it!
It must be someone with a similar voice. The world is full of wonders. It is normal for two people to have similar voices...
Confused, the flustered Xie Heng staggered, almost turned around and ran away, the entire invisible space was impacted by it, the glazed sword bone in Xie Ziyou's arms had a small point protruding from the repeated battles, trembled slightly at this moment, unexpectedly from It shook out from the skirt, and fell straight to the tree!
"Damn it!" Xie Ziyou hurriedly leaned over and rushed forward to pick it up.
In a panic, the mask on his face was barely lifted by the waving hand, revealing most of his delicate and delicate face, his fair cheeks were dyed crimson, his eyes were clear with peach blossoms.
Xie Heng, who had a panoramic view of everything: "...Damn it."
His eyes were dark, and even when the pain of falling from a high altitude and being hit by a heavy object suddenly hit him, he couldn't get out of his dazed and sorrowful mood.
After an unknown amount of time, when the boy opened his eyes in a trance, the familiar Shi Pi House came into view.
Xu Wan'er squatted beside him anxiously, trying to pull him up from the ground, seeing that he was awake, she hurriedly said, "Brother Xie, are you feeling better? You should go back to the house to recuperate, let me come here—ah, brother Xie, do it!" What!"
"boom!"
The boy with a handsome face and frowning raised his head in despair, picked up the scattered pieces of wood on the ground, and raised his hand to slam it on his forehead.
A red mark instantly appeared on his forehead.
Xu Wan'er was anxious and angry, and snatched the wooden block: "Thank you, brother!"
"Wan'er..." Xie Heng lay on the ground, staring at the blue sky with blank eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm probably crazy..."
If he wasn't crazy, how could he have dreamed that his enemy turned sexual and became his own benefactor
…
Xie Ziyou picked up the spirit bone from the dead leaves on the ground, wiped off the soil, and carefully put it back in his arms, worried that it would continue to fall out next time, and deliberately poked it deep.
The spiritual bone was still white, but when it fell just now, the whirlwind swept up the green leaves, and Xie Ziyou vaguely saw a flash of light on the spiritual bone—but he didn't know if it was an illusion.
It's probably an illusion. Xie Ziyou thought to himself, can a dead bone still have thoughts
Amused by his whim, the young man laughed a few times, put on his mask, turned around, and ran towards Xie's mansion.
The system helped behind, and the two cleaned up all the traces and checked again and again to ensure that there was no flaw in this operation. Xie Ziyou also wanted to burn the clothes, but on second thought, he gave up.
This suit is also a bit of a souvenir. They don't need to be overly cautious, after all, Xie Ziyou took Xie Heng's spirit bone, and the two became mortal enemies, and Xie Heng, who was thrown off the cliff after digging up the bone, was already dead in the eyes of everyone in the Xie family—Xie Ziyou didn't fall into a well. Forget it, save Xie Heng's maid
How is that possible.
Xie Ziyou hurried back to his room, and not long after entering the room, Wang Yun opened the door and came in, calling out in a sweet voice, "Your?"
For some reason, when Xie Ziyou saw this mother and saw her eyes shining like tigers and wolves, his heart trembled for a while, but for the sake of personality, he reluctantly agreed.
Wang Yun flicked his light pink flowing cloud sleeves, and said softly, "You'er, I found a medicinal bath prescription for you."
Xie Ziyou was stunned.
The black medicine that is as bitter as Coptis chinensis is nothing more than a medicated bath
Seeing the conflict between Xie Ziyou's expressions, the woman took a few steps forward and took the young man's hand. The bright red fingertips ran across Xie Ziyou's delicate and white skin, as if the tip of a knife had scratched the tender part of his wrist, and immediately made Xie Ziyou stand up. goosebumps.
Wang Yun said softly with a earnest expression: "You'er, now that you are carrying a sword bone, you are the most promising junior in our family to practice "**God Slash". All resources should be tight to you."
"It's just a little medicated bath. Not only do we need to take a bath, but we also need to take a bath every day in the future."
Xie Ziyou: "...Okay."
Isn't it just a medicated bath? He soaked it!
Please, this old witch, hurry up and go a little further away!
Xie's servants are extremely efficient.
It is not yet night, the clouds are covered with clouds, and when the sky is dark, the medicinal bath is ready.
Wang Yun was afraid that Xie Ziyou would push him back, so he specially sent a servant to urge him, saying that he had added dozens of precious spiritual plants, melted ice that had not melted for thousands of years from Qianrenxue Peak into water, and used fire spar Heat it up... In short, a pot is worth tens of thousands of gold, so Xie Ziyou must not waste it anyway, otherwise he will kill the servant who came to remind him.
Xie Ziyou: "..."
Why does it sound so much like a hot pot, with clear soup and a fragrant bottom, and a pile of beef rolls, baby vegetables, pig blood and duck intestines
The bathtub is placed in the center of the room, with ripples in the wooden basin, and the clear water has slight ripples, presenting a fresh light blue color.
There are palm-sized spiritual leaves floating on the water. The shape is like a shuttle, the texture is exquisite, and the veins of the leaves seem random, but they imply the natural way of heaven and earth. With just a glance, Xie Ziyou knows that the bath water is extraordinary.
After paying some points and asking the system to take a drop of water for testing, Xie Ziyou couldn't bear the fearful and pleading eyes of the servant, so he had to take off the brocade clothes one by one and hang them on the exquisitely carved screen beside him.
But when he took off his underwear, Xie Ziyou paused slightly, showing hesitation.
He touched the glazed sword bone in his arms.
The sword bone is warm and moist to the touch, slightly cooler than the skin, but it is also contaminated with the temperature of the body, like a piece of warm jade next to the body.
Xie Ziyou suddenly realized that carrying it with him was also troublesome. At this moment, the servant sent by Wang Yun was watching him, so he couldn't take out the sword bone naturally—it couldn't be said that it was a chicken leg bone, and he hadn't finished eating it at noon, so Carry it in your arms
Scanning around the room, Xie Ziyou wanted to stuff the sword bone into the brocade clothes he changed, but just half a step away, he saw the young servant tidying up behind the screen and quickly putting away the changed clothes Take them all.
Xie Ziyou: "..."
Not yet successful, the young man held his bone and twirled it in his palm, lowered his head and glanced at it in disgust, and threw it away—
"thump."
The bones fell into the tub and submerged in the water.
In Xu's small courtyard, Xie Heng was discussing with Xu Xiaowan about the audit of the knife field.
The next assessment was only a week away, and Xu Xiaowan had absolutely no saber skills in her hands—her father had done the best in preventing her daughter from practicing martial arts, and Xu Xiaowan knew nothing about the so-called sixth-grade saber skills.
"It doesn't matter," Xie Heng said, "I can change my sword skills to saber skills. Although the power is not as good as before, it should be enough to deal with an audit."
It's just an audit of an unknown small sect. The former "star of tomorrow" of the Xie family is full of confidence. Even if his cultivation base is completely abolished and he rebuilds from scratch, his previous knowledge and insights are all there, and it is more than enough to be a disciple.
Xu Xiaowan still had a look of worry on her face, she hesitated and said, "Is this okay? If someone sees through..."
"What's the matter?" Xie Heng wrote lightly, "It doesn't matter if he has swordsmanship or swordsmanship, the one who can win is the strong one. At worst, I'll ask the examiner to fight in a cultural fight, and I'll do a few real tricks with real swords... oh!"
The young man suddenly clutched his chest tightly, his handsome brows and eyes suddenly furrowed, his slender body swayed slightly, and his feet staggered. Xie Heng slammed the wooden table with his right hand, barely falling to the ground.
Xu Wan'er was startled, she hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and asked with concern: "Brother Xie, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm a little... hot..." Xie Heng murmured.
It's not just heat, his head is spinning, the images in his eyes are doubled, the blood all over his body is like being poured by boiling water, and the bubbles are rushing through his body rapidly, buzzing in his ears, and he can almost hear the clear and powerful heartbeat .
There were many phantoms in front of his eyes, Xie Heng blinked desperately, but it didn't get better at all.
He seems to have sunk into a bottomless lake, the shadow of the water is dark, mottled light is sprinkled from far above, the ripples circle around the light and shadow, and the slightly scalding water washes every inch of his skin...
In the next second, the water light in front of Xie Heng's eyes suddenly burst.
Something broke into the water suddenly, breaking the torrent, and the bright white color dazzled people's eyes. Xie Heng choked on a sip of water, and his black eyes widened in surprise—
It was an ankle, delicate and delicate, like white porcelain.