Feixue left Nie Fu thoughtfully, and some thoughts that she had not had before appeared in her mind.

She can float lightly like a dandelion, but her psychology is as chaotic as an exploding dandelion seed.

The person she respected the most since childhood was her husband. He was her mentor and savior. He said more than once that except him, all other men in the world wanted to harm her.

Her husband has always instilled in her the concept that she is the martial arts genius of this generation, and only she can master Feixue Swordsmanship.

She recalled that three months ago, she and her husband went to explore things outside the Great Wall, and her face was still a little blushing.

In this world, the only thing she has to listen to is her husband's words. After she completes all the tasks and kills all the people who deserve to be killed, she can live in seclusion with her husband and go to a small town in the south to find a beautiful April day in the world.

A bright place, letting go of everything and living a quiet life. Whether she is accompanying her husband or serving him, it is a good ending for her.

She kept telling herself this.

Nie Fu was the first person to witness Feixue's swordsmanship but not die.

Nie Fu didn't understand girls, so he didn't understand that there was something special about him in Feixue's heart.

Nie Fu only had eyes for rescuing Yang Lian, completing the mission of the Assassin Order, and returning to continue guarding Ningyuan City.

Feixue made an excuse for herself, "The task given to me by sir was to escort Yang Lian to the prison. He didn't say that I wanted to kill this person."

She hoped that her husband would not discover the existence of Nie Fu. Nie Fu was a secret of hers.

Feixue took a little left foot and flew to the next eaves. She liked the feeling of flying back and forth between the eaves, feeling at ease when there was no one around.

Her body is so light. When she practiced this light skill, even her husband praised her progress. After three months of practice, she could equal the results of three years of hard work for others.

She also felt that this speed-focused Kung Fu suited her very well, and Feixue Swordsmanship seemed to be tailor-made for her.

She is the true owner of the Little Snow Sword. After the famous master of Longquan Valley finished casting it, he said, "When this sword comes out, it is as light and clever as falling snow." From then on, the sword was called the Little Snow Sword.

"By the way, I wonder what his name is?" Feixue savored the details of the past two days. "Will I meet this person again?"

Feixue has been killing people all his life, but this time, there have been some drastic changes in his heart. A few days ago, when Feixue was guarding Yang Lian, he couldn't help but save a woman who was insulted by the Jin Yiwei. She also discovered that she didn't know when it started,

It seemed like her thoughts had changed.

Meeting Nie Fu was a point of confusion in her peaceful life, or a turning point in her life as a killer.

Her actions were no longer so pure, or perhaps I should say, not so determined.

She didn't tell her husband about all this, not even about saving the woman.

Thinking of this secret, the cold successor of Feixue Sword Technique began to feel warm in her heart. She flew back and forth using Qing Kung Fu while playing with the Snow Sword.

At this time, in a corner of the alley, there happened to be a child who looked up at the bright moon. He saw a woman dressed in black, with her feet up like a fairy, jumping around in the sky. From time to time, there were traces of snowflakes that were not suitable for this summer.

The shadow floated out and disappeared into the night.
Chapter completed!