Fox Demon: Huaizhu is not a concubine, and hegemony has no wife

After meeting Dongfang Gu Yue, Su Mu's life did not change at all. He still practiced sword and cultivated himself every day as usual.

Day after day, never slacking off.

If there is any change, it is that the treatment has begun to improve significantly.

First of all, there has been a great improvement in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

The place where he lived had already been cleaned by a special person, and there was a specially supplied kitchen, so he didn't have to cook every day or go to Dongfang Huaizhu for meals. The food he ate every day was quite nutritious, and someone washed his clothes, so he had more time to practice every day.

Also, every few days, a Taoist priest with a sword on his waist would come to his residence. These were all sword masters invited by the old owner of the Dongfang Manor.

Either he was teaching Su Mu swordsmanship, or he was sparring with him.

Every few days, Dongfang Qinlan would come over with some bamboo slips, all of which contained Taoist scriptures on swordsmanship.

Most of the sword masters invited by Dongfang Gu Yue have some extraordinary qualities. They may not be comparable to Tiandi Yijian, Wangquan Family, or the Black Sword Zhang Family which is famous for its ruthlessness, but they also have their own unique qualities.

These days, through sparring with these kendo masters or receiving some guidance, Su Mu, who has always been at a disadvantage in swordsmanship, has made rapid progress during this period.

After all, it is the world-famous Shenhuoshan Villa. Although it is famous for controlling fire and is at a disadvantage in swordsmanship, once it gets serious, it can still exert great power.

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Heavy snow like goose feathers began to fall without anyone noticing.

Winter has arrived without us noticing.

In a yard covered with fallen snow, two men holding swords were sparring. One was a young man in flowing white clothes, and the other was a middle-aged man with a strong spirit.

The flying sword energy was so powerful that it frightened the heavy snow around and made it dare not fall.

"choke!"

Another sword fight took place, and the middle-aged man staggered backward, panting, and finally stuck his sword into the ground to stop his decline.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man who sheathed his sword with a calm look, his eyes complicated.

"I lost. Master Su's swordsmanship has become even more powerful. I have nothing to teach him anymore."

Feng Mohan was originally the head of a small sect in the Qin Capital, and was a well-known swordsman in the Qin Capital. A few days ago, the leader of the Taoist Alliance, Dongfang Guyue, sent him a letter, asking him to teach a disciple in the villa.

Feng Mohan was naturally honored to be invited by the leader, but he was a little confused as to when Shenhuoshan Villa, which was famous for its fire control skills and feared by all the monsters, started to take an interest in swordsmanship.

After arriving, Feng Mohan was summoned by the old leader himself, and only then did he realize that he was asked to guide a disciple in the manor.

Feng Mohan was naturally very excited to receive the important trust from the leader of the Taoist Alliance. At the same time, he was also quite curious about which disciple could be so valued by the leader of the Eastern Alliance.

I remember that when I first met Su Mu, I didn't feel anything strange about him. When I started to compete with him in sword fighting, I felt that he was clumsy in using the sword and his sword skills were crude. However, there was only one thing that frightened him deeply, and that was the speed of his sword, which was unprecedented in his life.

However, in later sparring matches, the opponent rarely used the fast sword that made it difficult for him to defend against, but instead tried to defeat him clumsily with swordsmanship.

But the result is naturally destined.

At the beginning, relying on his sword skills, he could often easily defeat the opponent in two or three moves, especially in the use of sword intent, which the opponent could not catch up with even if he tried his best.

But this kind of days did not last too long. In just over ten days, the opponent went from being unable to withstand the attack to being able to hold on a little, and now, he can be suppressed or even defeated with swordsmanship alone.

Even today, there is nothing left to teach him.

"Mr. Feng, thank you for your compliment."

Su Mu sheathed his sword, then personally stepped forward and helped Feng Mohan, who was half-crouching with his sword in hand, up: "I have also benefited a lot from Mr. Feng's teachings these days."

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After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Feng Mohan said goodbye and left. However, when he left, he couldn't help but look back. He saw the courtyard full of noise and the young man had started practicing sword again.

"You are already so good at swordsmanship, yet you are still so hardworking..."

If he were an opponent, just thinking about it would make him feel an inexplicable despair in his heart. These geniuses were already countless times faster in cultivation speed and worked much harder than anyone else.

That kind of people……

Anyone who becomes his enemy will probably have trouble sleeping or eating.

"Fortunately, I am no match for him."

Feng Mohan shook his head, throwing away these ridiculous thoughts that suddenly emerged in his mind, and couldn't help but sigh: "The world only knows that Shenhuoshan Villa has the gentlemanly demeanor of Jin Renfeng, but they don't know that there is an even more terrifying swordsmanship talent!"

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A two-story building not far from the courtyard.

The charcoal fire was burning in the house, and the warm heat completely drove away the severe cold of winter. Dongfang Qinlan closed the window with some excitement, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised in a beautiful arc, and excitement and joy hidden in her eyes.

"Another swordsman who is beyond teaching?"

Dongfang Huaizhu, who was holding the paper in his hand, seemed to have expected this. He looked up and asked softly at his sister who was jumping and running towards him, almost clapping her hands to celebrate.

"It's just so-so."

Although Dongfang Qinlan was proud in her heart, she belittled him: "Sister, you don't know how hard that idiot worked. If I could work even a little bit as hard as him, I could do the same."

Dongfang Huaizhu smiled as he looked at his sister, whose pride was almost written all over her face. She was obviously proud of him, but she was never kind in her words. He rarely heard her praise him in front of him. Instead, she always belittled him. But if anyone said anything bad about him, his sister would get angry with him, even himself, would be angry too.

She smiled helplessly and didn't discuss these things with her sister. If she continued to discuss these things, her sister would probably chatter non-stop, and soon, she would be full of complaints about her idiot.

It was fine when I first started listening to it. Now I listen to it every day and can even recite it by heart. But my sister is still unaware of it.

"Is liking someone like my sister?"

Gently stroking the pages of the book in his hand, Dongfang Huaizhu couldn't help thinking.

"Sister, you're still reading the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. You've read it so many times, don't you get tired of it?"

Seeing that her sister didn't talk to her, Dongfang Qinlan suddenly became a little bored. She just wanted to discuss with her sister that the idiot had just used a very skillful sword move to beat the leader of Qindu...

Feeling somewhat bored, he came to his sister's side and put his little head on her straight and slender legs that were like jade pillars.

"How can you get tired of such a good story?"

Dongfang Huaizhu lowered his handsome eyebrows, and the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai seemed to emerge in his eyes as he read the words on the paper. Every time he read it carefully, the feeling was quite different.

"Sister, I heard that someone from the Wang Quan family will be coming over in a few days."

Dongfang Qinlan said softly.

"My father asked the old patriarch Wang Quan to send a sword expert from the clan to help."

Dongfang Huaizhu replied casually.

"Sister, who do you think will come?"

"Who knows?"

"Do you think the Wang Quan family's Wang Quan Hegemony, which my father praised so highly, will come?"

"How would I know this?"

Dongfang Huaizhu shook her head, but put down the paper in her hand. She was a little curious about such a person.

"That Wang Quan Baiye is praised by the Wang Quan family as a swordsmanship talent that is rare in a thousand years."

Dongfang Qinlan grumbled, "In my opinion, only the Wang Quan family is bragging. I'm afraid that Wang Quan's hegemony is not even as good as a hair of my idiot."

Dongfang Huaizhu couldn't help but glance at Dongfang Qinlan and couldn't help wanting to laugh. His sister's eyes were now full of her silly boy. Even if there were people in the world who were better than Su Mu, in his sister's eyes, they would probably be nothing compared to him.

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First chapter today.

The conditions for additional updates were not met yesterday, and there are still very few "powering for love" today, so I guess the conditions for additional updates will not be met either.

Also, readers who have made the gift list, please give some normal names. Don't always say "sterilize if I stop updating" or "whatever you like to eat". It's so difficult for me to find a name for a supporting character.