[Lu Xiaofeng] Sword God's Steward

Lying on his big carved bed again, the long-lost kindness really made Mo Mengke relax.This is when the swallows turn their backs on their nests and the wanderers return home, you will calm down and relax unconsciously.This is the charm of home. No matter how much wind and rain there is outside, home can always bring you the familiar sense of security.

They had already separated from Lu Xiaofeng, but luckily the matter was resolved before the flowers bloomed, so that busy person didn't lose his appointment to enjoy the flowers at Huamanlou.

The Raksha card was also gone, the client was killed, and Lu Xiaofeng's innocence was proved.The Flying Jade Tiger also reaped the consequences, because the jade badge that appeared at the beginning was fake. After all, no one in the world has seen such a thing, and all of this is a game set up by Jade Raksha.

It's just that it has been a month since Mo Mengke returned to Wanmei Villa from Silver Hook Casino, and Yu Luocha never appeared again. It seems that Mo Mengke really just slept and had a dream that day.

Hey, if only it was a dream, he wouldn't have such a headache.There is such a famous but self-talking father, Ximen Chuuxue is also... I don't know how to describe it, in short, he won't be very happy.

But after all, he is still his own father, even if Yu Luocha didn't ask for it, it would be fine if Mo Mengke didn't know about it, but now that he knows, he must tell Ximen Chuuxue, but what should he say?

Mo Mengke sighed again, and pushed open the morning window with a sad face. The fog and rain outside the house were misty, covering the mountains in the distance like shadows, hazy. This kind of scenery did not suit his mood at this time: The wind is rippling with falling flowers.The willows are heavy and the smoke is deep, and the snow catkins fly back and forth.After the rain, the mild cold is still not released, and the spring sorrow and wine sickness turn into melancholy.

If you go any further, you will really get sick, hey~

"How many times is this?" Li Qiu turned his head and asked Bai Lu.

"250 six times, no, I sighed again, this is already 257 times at the beginning of this month, 32 times more than last month." Bai Lu didn't know what troubled their young master, and they couldn't interfere with his master's affairs.

The only thing they can do is to wait, and then secretly send a message to Shuangjiang and the others, letting them "unintentionally" reveal it to the owner, and then let the owner solve the son's problem.

It's a pity that since the young master left home and came back, the ranking in Zhuangzi has been adjusted, and the young master doesn't care about things anymore.In the past, when the son was in charge of the family, the owner's affairs came first, but now that it was the owner's turn to be in charge, the son's affairs came first.

So the son is unwilling to say it, the owner asked once and then he didn’t say it again, but the time spent in the son’s yard has increased a lot, the situation of the two people is the same as when the owner was "losing his mind" at that time - forgive them The rhetoric of the shadow guards, in their opinion, the villa owner who was in meditation at that time, didn't it mean that he had lost his mind.

It's just that he has become a son now, a cycle of retribution, the owner brushes his sense of presence three times a day, but in the end he is ignored by the dazed son.

Ximen Chuuxue stood quietly in the yard, the sword in his hand had been put down, and the sword in his heart had also been put down, so the swordsmanship that he used to practice every morning has become a practice of emptiness every morning, with nature, with The world blends into one.

Today his heart was a little bit affected. Mo Mengke's avoidance for a period of time really made him suffer. He finally experienced the taste of love, just like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. The feelings of love, but because the lover is troubled by certain things, he ignores him.

It can be said that Mo Mengke's anomaly began on the second night when he was taken away. When eating, he always looked at him with inexplicable complicated eyes, hesitant to speak, and asked him carefully, But hastily avoided, or said perfunctorily, nothing.

He sent a lot of people to investigate that person, but they only found out that this person was the leader of the Raksha Sect who cheated to death, but they couldn't find out what he and Mo Mengke talked about.

He used to be the most patient when he was practicing swordsmanship, and he could practice a movement thousands of times, even for several years, but now he couldn't let himself continue to wait for Momengke's thoughts.

Ximen Chuuxue opened his eyes, there was no longer hesitation and hesitation in his eyes, and being straightforward is his style. According to Mo Mengke's temperament, he may not be able to figure it out in a year.My husband once said that things that cannot be solved by one person may be solved by two people together.

When Ximen Chuixue knocked on the door and came in, Mo Mengke was still in a daze, and after reacting for a long time, he turned around in a panic, "Axue, why are you here? Have you eaten lunch?"

"I know you always have your own ideas. I asked you once before, and you said it was nothing, but it's been a month, so I think there must be something?" Ximen Fuxue said straightforwardly.

"Eh..." Mo Mengke knew that once Ximen Chuuxue asked the second time, he must have come here with the mentality of finding out the answer, "Axue, do you remember your parents? Before five years old Do you remember?"

"Remember some." Ximen Chuixue replied lightly, "I have learned swords, it should be taught by my mother, but the appearance of mother is already blurred."

"Is there anything else? Like your father or where you were born?" Mo Mengke asked tentatively and cautiously.

"I don't have much impression, but it's probably a very cold place." Ximen Chuuxue tried his best to recall, vaguely, feeling as if he was once locked in a cold dark room.

"Then if your father suddenly appeared and wanted to recognize you, would you agree?" Mo Mengke continued, he felt that he was about to transform into a "blue cat", and he could form a "Mengke Naughty Three Thousand Questions" .

"...Who is it?" Ximen Chuuxue is so smart, Mo Mengke asked so bluntly, it has clearly shown that he may know his life experience from Yu Luocha, and his father may still be alive, Now I want to recognize him.

"Ahem." The topic jumped too fast, he still had a lot of questions that he hadn't prepared to ask!Mo Mengke was forced to turn off the confidant brother mode before it was turned on, so he closed his eyes and whispered, "Yu Luocha."

"..." Ximen Chuuxue was silent for a while before saying, "Really?"

"Is it the size! Axue, can you stop being so calm!" Mo Mengke felt that what he had been worrying about for so long now turned into such a simple and crude question as "Have you eaten yet?" .Then why is he so troubled~

The author has something to say: Today is a happy author:

The annual Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and my birthday is also coming. The happiest thing is that it’s a holiday~ and it’s a long vacation~

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Finally, I was asked to sing tomorrow, and I will go home by car the day after tomorrow for the holiday, so the update will be very irregular (everyone: When is it on time!) Cough cough, when I say irregular, I mean, there is a big difference It may not be updated. (Paste: I slap my face, I slap my face, and I have to go home for my birthday~)

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