Jiangshan side

【General Mansion·Luoyu Pavilion】

"Looking at the astrology, this season must be an eventful one." Guan Yixiao looked at the sky of Yun Juan and Yun Shu, took a sip of tea to suppress his shock, and watched Mu Jingnian dancing his sword in front of him.

Mu Jingnian stopped with one move, and asked, "Are you talking about the assassination of the sixth prince?"

"Yo," Guan Yixiao raised his eyebrows: "Don't you care about these things, how do you know?"

"I live in the general's mansion, and I have Xiaoxiao here, so how could I not know." Mu Jingnian stepped forward and smiled lightly, his icy face suddenly felt like warm spring: "The sixth prince was assassinated and Baili could have What's the matter?"

Guan Yixiao let out a "hum", skillfully avoided the topic of Bailige, sighed and said, "Oh, how can I, an actor, understand this matter of power struggle?"

"Then you don't need to understand."

"Jingnian," Guan Yixiao said with a smile, "kiss me."

Mu Jingnian was taken aback for a moment, then bent down and lightly stamped him on the forehead.Guan Yixiao was full of joy watching it, and said coquettishly: "You continue to dance the sword, it looks good."

The two of them have been getting along in an extremely strange way since they had a relationship, like love but not love, Wushan Yunyu usually talks and jokes as usual, and Guan Yixiao has always deliberately avoided the problem of his feelings for Bailige Sensitive matters, so the two are like two brothers who wandered in Beijing more than ten years ago.

Guan Yixiao saw that the sword in Mu Jingnian's hand was changing unpredictablely, one blade was split into several blades, but it was always with him like a shadow, which is really beyond the reach of gods and ghosts.He quietly watched the other party dancing sword like this, his brows gradually furrowed unconsciously, as if he had thought of what he was worried about.Suddenly, his heart moved, and he said:

"Jingnian, how long have you been practicing martial arts?"

"There are more than seventeen or eighteen years."

"Is this difficult for you to practice?" Guan Yixiao stood up curiously, took a look at the long sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "I see it very well, especially this one that has been split into many pieces. ...

"This kind of swordsmanship is called split edge," Mu Jingnian explained, "Master said that this is Wuhuamen's housekeeping skill. When it is practiced to the extreme, it can defeat a hundred enemies with one and sweep away thousands of troops."

"So powerful? Then can I learn?"

Mu Jingnian frowned, pulled Guan Yixiao's slender wrist and shook it, and replied seriously: "Xiao Xiao, you don't have martial arts skills, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to practice."

Guan Yixiao let out a "poof" laugh: "You're so nervous! I'm just talking, how can I really learn it? I'm just embroidering my legs, and I'm scared when I meet someone who knows martial arts..." He said and held Mu Jingnian pretended to wield the long sword, but was snatched away by Mu Jingnian, and said solemnly:

"Don't mess around, this sword is extremely sharp, be careful not to cut your hand."

Guan Yixiao was stunned for a moment, looking at the cold sword's edge: "So powerful? I think it's just an ordinary long sword, not as good as the foil sword I use for dancing."

Mu Jingnian stroked the blade lightly, blood flowed from his index finger immediately, but seeing his expressionless face, he said indifferently; "This sword is made of heavy iron, and it is made of materials that have been handed down for hundreds of years by the Wuhuamen. It seems normal, but it kills people invisible."

"Ah!" Guan Yixiao yelled, took his hand nervously, and glared at him complainingly: "Why did you hurt yourself!"

Seeing his nervous look, Mu Jingnian was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled slightly: "It's okay, I can..." But before he finished speaking, Guan Yixiao took out a silk handkerchief to cover his fingers, and it seemed that it was not enough As if, by accident, he picked up his finger and put it in his mouth lightly, and suddenly a tingling pleasure went along there and hit his forehead.

Mu Jingnian was a little dazed, he looked at Guan Yixiao's serious expression, without the slightest hint of flirting.He sucked his finger, then wrapped it in a silk handkerchief and said, "Go into the room, I'll find you some... huh?"

Guan Yixiao was suddenly embraced by Mu Jingnian, and then blocked his red lips heavily. He was surprised to feel that the other party's fierce kiss swept him indiscriminately, and the lips he was biting were a little numb and happy. , The one who grabbed his arm was also very strong, as if he wanted to swallow it alive.

"Wu Jingnian... um..."

It took a long time for Mu Jingnian to let go of his mouth, but as if it wasn't enough, he kept kissing Guan Yixiao's fair face, and his hands began to walk on the other's back.

"Yeah...Jingnian, don't worry...ah..." Guan Yixiao felt like he was going to catch fire when he touched her all over.He hugged Mu Jingnian's neck, and raised his waist impatiently to let the other's hand do whatever he wanted. At the same time, his red lips were like fire, ruthlessly teasing Mu Jingnian's face, and his hands were not idle at all. The other party's hair shuttled back and forth, provoking the other party's lust as much as possible.

He likes to say no, but his body caters to Mu Jingnian's stroking and tearing frankly, and makes the deadliest moan when his clothes are stripped off.This made Mu Jingnian, who still had little knowledge about love affairs, extremely excited, he couldn't help pulling away his white and slender legs even more urgently, and stabbed the painfully swollen penis between his crotch.And Guan Yixiao is no matter who he is, he has long been prepared to welcome his possession, his pussy is tightly and moistly wrapped, and he is ready to let Mu Jingnian play with him with ease.

"Ah...Jing Nian, be gentle...you'll kill me every time...Ah..."

"Xiaoxiao... Xiaoxiao hold on...it will be fine soon..."

Guan Yixiao curled up the corners of his mouth erotically, grabbed his back like a cat, and said, "I say that every time... babbling but always... but it's been a long time... a long time..."

Mu Jingnian saw his winking eyes like silk, like a seductive fox demon, who seemed to want to squeeze himself dry, his groin couldn't help but tightened even more, and he pushed and thrust his lower body even faster, almost rubbing his tender body broken.

But Guan Yixiao's cry became a little bit more ecstasy with his exertion, his face flushed like a drunken flower, his waist swayed to cater to Mu Jingnian's pumping, finally showing off enchantingly, a bewitching world.

After a while, Guan Yixiao seemed to have gotten used to the violent collision, trying to force himself to recover from the turbulent sea.He grabbed Mu Jingnian's hand, looked at the bloody finger with blurred eyes, frowned and said:

"Jing, Jingnian, your...hand...fingers..."

"Leave it alone..." Mu Jingnian took his lips in his mouth and licked, holding his intoxicated face and kissing pitifully: "Xiaoxiao look at me... look at me..."

Guan Yixiao looked at him with drunken eyes, stuck out her tongue and kissed him deeply:

"Yeah...Jingnian, you are so greedy...heart...so hard...yeah!"

The autumn scenery of Luoyu Pavilion is blurred, rippling with spring scenery.

into the night.

【The General's Mansion With Photo Studio】

After the autumn rain, the coolness dyes all the trees red, and one leaf knows autumn. The only two or three red leaves on the branches are blown off by the wind, and they fall into the studio.

Yeyang has not left, the house is warm and soft, the last two drops of rain fall from the eaves, splashing flowers and ripples, the sky and the earth are clear.It has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and the endless sunset scenery is more comfortable and peaceful.

When Bailige came out of the bath, he saw Fuxi sitting alone on the soft couch and leisurely setting up a chess game. The thin silk green clothes covered the body with fragrance, half-faded to the shoulders, and three thousand blue silks were hanging down softly, with only one moon-white hair The belt is tied with a few strands, elegant and charming.

He sat behind Fuxi with a light smile, put the quiet man on his lap with his strong arms and hugged him fully, and slumped lazily on the other's back, the fragrance of the beautiful body immediately permeated his nostrils.

"It's cold tonight, and I still don't wear so much." Bailige said, and then he pulled a fluffy blanket to wrap them together, and they leaned on each other in the warm quilt, fingers crossed.

"I don't wear much, you don't like it?" Fuxi smiled and burrowed into Bailige's arms, nestled comfortably in the other's arms, her clear eyes reflected the other's smile, warm and sweet.

"You~" Bailige lovingly kissed the tip of Fuxi's nose and smiled.

"Play chess with me." Fuxi said with a light smile.

"Give me a kiss first." As Bailige said, he lowered his head and kissed Fuxi's smiling lips, and covered the quilt for the person in his arms, for fear that the other person would catch a cold.

The warm and tender kisses are as gentle as the morning sun, and gradually become hot and lingering like a violent wave, with constant entanglements, endless entanglements, pure and affectionate.

Fuxi panted lightly and held down the hand that had reached into the hem of her clothes, raised her eyebrows and said threateningly: "It's agreed to play chess."

"Attack to you first, then play chess." Bailige smiled evilly and domineeringly, his warm palm unceremoniously reached into Fuxi's legs to caress, the warm and smooth skin felt excellent.

"Play chess first." Fuxi glared at the dissatisfied person.

"Okay, okay, let's play chess first." Bailige lovingly kissed Fuxi's ear, and dropped a chess piece casually.

"If you lose, sleep on the floor tonight." Fuxi looked at Bailige provocatively.

"Then I will win even if I die." Bailige curled up his lips, looking at Fuxi with determination.

The two looked at each other with a warm smile, and snuggled together sweetly. The room filled with fragrance, the gorgeous pavilion, and the elegant and clear spirit until the moonlight climbed into the night seemed to be the most emotional fate in the world.

"Chang Yin, how many days do we have?"

"Two days."

After midnight, there is still the sound of "ding dong" from chess pieces in the room, why should you be ashamed?

【Buyuxuan】

The stone chairs in the courtyard are cool in autumn, but couples sit in pairs.

Guan Yixiao leaned against Mu Jingnian's arms, looked at Mu Jingnian's healed finger in amazement, and said joyfully:

"This healing technique has such an effect. It seems that I don't have to worry about being injured in the future. I can just go to Jingnian."

Mu Jingnian smiled and said: "It's only a minor injury that healed so quickly, it would be very difficult for a major injury."

Guan Yixiao smiled and rubbed his arms into his arms, put his arms around his neck and said coquettishly: "Jingnian's martial arts are so powerful, he is absolutely invincible in the world--in other words, apart from today's cracked blade, what other masterpieces do you Wuhuamen have? Martial arts?"

Mu Jingnian thought about it seriously, and said: "The uniqueness of the Wuhuamen is none other than the technique of concealment. It comes and goes without a trace, and almost no one can detect it."

"No wonder you followed me without seeing him, it's really annoying!" Guan Yixiao smiled and punched him on the shoulder, and asked again: "In this way, isn't Jing Nian invincible?"

"how is this possible."

"Such a powerful martial art, is there a way to break it?"

"Every kind of martial art has a way to crack it." Mu Jingnian replied seriously: "The same goes for Wuhuamen's martial arts."

"Then...how many people know the solution?"

Mu Jingnian shook his head: "I don't know."

He suddenly let go of Guan Yixiao, walked to the open space in front of him, and held the sword in one hand to transform into several light shadows, which shone coldly under the moonlight.He looked at these sword shadows and said:

"There are many split blades, but only one is real, and the others are virtual blades, which can be cracked by recognizing the real blade."

Guan Yixiao looked at the countless swords, lights and swords, and was a little dazed.

And Mu Jingnian looked at him, and smiled slightly: "The real blade has gathered the essence of Wuhuamen's spirit ashes, and the distinction depends entirely on the good fortune and wisdom of the martial arts practitioner, and it is very humanly capable."

"Knowing this is inherently difficult, let alone cracking it?"

"My master thinks the same way, so he didn't bother to think about how to deal with it," Mu Jingnian put away his sword and walked towards him, gently wrapping his clothes tightly to hide the severe cold.And Guan Yixiao smiled at him, put his arms around him and said:

"So it's okay for Jingnian to fight all the invincibles, killing people casually?"

Mu Jingnian hugged him and said, "It's just that we haven't met any opponent yet."

Guan Yixiao was playing with his skirt, and said with a smile: "Then you have to protect me, a handsome man who is powerless."

"If Xiaoxiao wants to, she can practice some martial arts to defend herself."

"Really? I want to learn Wuhuamen's martial arts. It's better if it's simple. It doesn't need to be complicated." Guan Yixiao jumped up, moved his arms excitedly and said, "Don't look at me as weak, but my toughness is unmatched. Jingnian, can you choose something suitable for me?"

Mu Jingnian looked at him amusedly, seeing that he was eager to try, he did not refuse.So he approached him and said, "The first sect of the Wuhua Sect is to cultivate the spirit energy of ashes as a base."

"What is that?"

"This qi is condensed in the dantian, Xiaoxiao, try to exhale three times and inhale twice..."

In the courtyard, Mu Jingnian recited Wuhuamen's first piece completely to him in a low voice, his deep voice was like flowing water in the dark under the moonlight.And Guan Yixiao stood where he was, his eyes fixed on the moonlight reflected in the pond, his hands resting on his dantian, as if following Mu Jingnian's order to adjust his breath.

After a while, he burst out laughing out loud.

"Ahahaha... no, why do I want to laugh so much?"

"Xiaoxiao, you don't have any background in martial arts, so your dantian must be so shallow that you can't tolerate the Wuhua clan." Mu Jingnian explained: "I also practiced with Master for five years before I learned the first one."

"Hey, why is martial arts training so troublesome? It's better than singing." Guan Yixiao walked back to his seat discouraged and sat down. He felt the autumn wind blowing cold again, and couldn't help shivering.

Seeing this, Mu Jingnian said: "If Xiaoxiao is cold, quickly enter the pavilion."

Guan Yixiao looked at him and smiled coquettishly, stretched out his hand and said, "Hug Jingnian."

Mu Jingnian obediently reached out to hug him, and then walked into the hall.And Guan Yixiao leaned against his shoulder with a smile, helplessness and complexity flashed across his eyes.