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

Withdraw the sword

Sheathed.

After a whole day of practice, a feeling of fatigue unconsciously emerged in Su Mu's heart. He was really too tired during this period of time.

He is not a person who likes to suffer, but now, he is willing to suffer every day.

This happens almost every day.

Sometimes, I also want to take a short break, but in the end I suppress the laziness in my heart and continue to devote myself to practice.

People always need to grit their teeth to find that they are not as weak as they imagined.

He couldn't help but look at the panel in his mind.

Name: Su Mu

Age: 18

Skills: Fire-drawing, Fire-controlling, Sword-drawing

Strength: Golden Core Realm.

Number of times the sword was drawn: (/)

In just one or two months, he completed more than 30,000 sword draws and successfully swung the sword more than 500 times almost every day.

Swinging the sword five hundred times a day may seem simple, but actually doing it is much more difficult than you imagine.

This was because every sword strike had to be the most peak-level one in his current state. This sword strike required his own energy and spirit to reach the peak and be condensed into a single strike, only then could it be considered a successful sword swing.

Every time he swung his sword successfully, he felt as if his whole body was hollowed out, his body was weak, and his spirit was empty.

Many people cannot understand that state, it is like a man’s sage time after pleasure, at that moment, he doesn’t want to move at all.

However, compared to the so-called sage time, after successfully swinging the sword, there is no such relaxed state as after the sage time. Instead, there is only fatigue and extreme weakness throughout the body.

At that time, I almost couldn't stand.

It was because he had reached the Golden Core Realm and his body recovered quickly that he was able to persist so much.

If it were before, it would have been impossible to achieve the achievement of swinging the sword more than 500 times a day.

The snow started to fall heavier and heavier without me noticing. When I stood in the yard to rest for a while, I was covered with a layer of snow.

After stepping on the ground, Su Mu also entered the house.

The fire in the house was burning brightly, and the warm temperature drove away the severe cold outside. Su Mu sat down by the fire and put his sword aside.

"My Lord, if you want to eat something, I will prepare it for you."

A maid who looked quite pretty came over quickly, brought a cup of hot tea, and spoke respectfully.

This maidservant was the one who took care of his daily life these days, and was mainly responsible for his food and accommodation.

Ever since he met the old owner Dongfang Guyue that day, his treatment has improved a lot. His food, clothing, housing and transportation are all taken care of, and he only needs to practice with peace of mind.

"No, I'll do it myself today."

Su Mu shook his head.

A hint of surprise appeared on the maid's face, but she still lowered her head respectfully:

"Yes, my lord."

After saying this, he retreated respectfully.

The maid was a young girl with a nice figure. I don't know if it was an illusion, but her hips swayed slightly when she walked.

He shifted his gaze away from the maid's back and suppressed the heat in his heart. He was in the passionate age of a man and practiced sword every day. His body was so hot that it could melt the snow. How could he not have desires in his heart?

"call……"

Suppress the thoughts in your heart. Everyone has desires, but they should be restrained.

What's more, he was not at ease with the people who took care of his daily life. Su Mu did not forget that the reason why Dongfang Gu Yue was successfully killed by Jin Renfeng was that someone put a strange poison in Dongfang Gu Yue's food. Otherwise, with Dongfang Gu Yue's strength, it would be impossible for Jin Renfeng to murder him.

Even the owner of the manor, Dongfang Gu Yue, could be poisoned by someone, so how could Su Mu believe that the people who arranged his daily life were not other people?

Therefore, although he would eat some of the food provided by these people to take care of his daily life, he never ate regularly and would always use silver needles to secretly check his eating habits.

Even so, he still felt uneasy about these people.

"Hey, dork, are you in the house?"

At this time, the clear and pleasant voice of a young girl came from outside the door, with a bit of the savagery and domineering flavor of a young lady.

Su Mu didn't even need to see the person, he only needed to hear the voice to know who was coming. He didn't get up and just stayed by the fire.

Sure enough, not long after, the sound of a girl's small feet stepping hard on the floor reached his ears.

"Really? I'm here, and you, a fool, didn't even come to greet me."

Dongfang Qinlan broke into the man's room without permission and spoke angrily to the idiot who was still sitting by the fire.

Su Mu just smiled.

"Humph!"

The girl snorted loudly, then came and sat down next to him. As if on purpose, she bumped her small shoulder into him, pushing him to the side and almost making him fall.

Seeing this, the girl bared her smug little fangs. Then, she stretched out her slender, straight, and tender legs and placed them by the fire. She rubbed her hands together, feeling the warmth of the fire, and breathed a sigh of relief. "I almost froze to death. It's really cold outside."

"It's cold, why are you wearing so little?"

Su Mu raised his eyes and glanced at the girl.

"You knew I wasn't wearing much, but you didn't come out to greet me. You made me wait outside for so long? Did you want to freeze me to death?"

The girl was roasting herself by the fire, looking at the silly boy with resentment.

Besides, would she be willing to wear so little? She's still wearing thick clothes like a penguin, which is really ugly.

Su Mu smiled helplessly, then took off his coat and put it on Dongfang Qinlan's shoulders.

"You just finished sword practice, right? Your clothes are stinking. It smells terrible."

Dongfang Qinlan sniffed in disgust and complained to him, but her little hands tightened her coat around her body, apparently not bothered by the smell of the silly boy.

just

The girl's mouth is always unforgiving.

"Don't wear so little in front of others next time."

Su Mu just said in a muffled voice.

"I want you to manage."

Dongfang Qinlan curled her lips.

"I don't really like it."

Su Mu added a piece of firewood to the fire, and the flames in the furnace burned even more vigorously.

"You are so overbearing. You are taking control of others and bullying them so quickly."

Dongfang Qinlan tilted her head and tapped his forehead with her little finger: "You only know how to bully me."

"Only this young lady would listen to you. Look, which vixen out there would listen to a fool like you."

Su Mu just smiled, stretched out his hand naturally, and held the little hand that the girl touched his forehead in his palm: "It's so cold outside, and you're still running around. Look how cold your hands are."

"I want you to manage."

Dongfang Qinlan turned her head away, not looking at him, and just muttered, "You're getting more and more talkative."

Then the girl noticed that there was no food in the room and couldn't help asking, "Haven't you eaten yet?"

"Ah."

"Are they not prepared?"

The girl gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with anger and a hint of dangerous flames.

“I don’t really want to eat what they cook.”

"It's okay for me to be picky about food, but you, silly boy, are also picky about food. I really... I'll starve you to death."

Su Mu smiled.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"Will you do it?"

Su Mu looked up and looked at her in surprise.

"Can't I learn if I can't do it?"

Dongfang Qinlan glared at him: "Are you stupid?"

"I'm afraid it will taste terrible."

"Humph, you still dare to despise me."

Dongfang Qinlan grumbled in dissatisfaction, then was about to stand up, as if she was really going to cook for the silly boy.

I just stood up and found that my little hand was still being held.

"Don't let go yet."

The girl blushed and muttered.

"Don't be impatient, let me hold it for a while."

He spoke softly and gently: "Let's talk after you warm yourself up."

The girl sniffed and didn't look at him. She felt that it must be because of the strong wind and snow outside that she caught a cold and her nose was blocked.