For half a month, Zhuo Mufeng was either practicing or sweeping the floor. He looked very leisurely, but he felt a sense of impatience in his heart.
He has never forgotten his promise to Su Zhilan. Within three years, he will take her to leave Beiqi. But now that several months have passed and he has achieved nothing, what will he do to fulfill his promise? Take his head.
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The ugly look on Zhuo Mufeng's face was getting worse day by day. Dongfang Qianxue naturally saw all this, but didn't care at all.
Dongfang Xia Ying, on the other hand, had been lying in Zizhuyuan for more than half a month. She seemed to have almost recovered, but she just stayed in Dongfang Qianxue's room every day. The weather was perfect today, so Dongfang Xia Ying ran out to bask in the sun with a happy face.
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Just when she saw Zhuo Mufeng sweeping the floor, the woman's smile immediately disappeared. Facing Zhuo Mufeng's gaze, she wanted to snort heavily, but the painful memory from the previous time was still there, so she didn't dare to say it.
It wasn't until Zhuo Mufeng turned around that the woman raised her fists, showing her teeth and claws, and then sat alone on the stone bench, bathing in the sunshine.
For her, who is very active, it was really painful not to see the sun for more than half a month. Fortunately, Sister Xue took care of her during this period, otherwise she would not know how to endure it.
The sunlight was suddenly blocked, making Dongfang Xiaying's body feel cold. When she opened her eyes, she saw Zhuo Mufeng standing in front of her at some point. She thought he was going to be violent again, so Dongfang Xiaying jumped up and stepped back.
He retreated hastily and said with an inward look: "What are you going to do? I'm warning you, don't mess around..."
Zhuo Mufeng had no intention of arguing with this woman and said disdainfully: "Don't worry, as long as you don't offend me, I won't touch you."
Dongfang Xia Ying breathed a sigh of relief, but she really couldn't stand the other party's appearance. She gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Then why are you so close?"
Zhuo Mufeng: "I want you to bring a message to Miss Dongfang."
Curiosity was aroused, Dongfang Xiaying asked in confusion: "What are you talking about?"
Zhuo Mufeng: "After this period of time, Miss Dongfang and I can be considered friends. Between friends, I don't want to say anything too harshly. But please tell her that you can't force some things, and don't end up in the end.
We can’t even be friends.”
After saying that, he turned around and swept away with a look of helplessness, leaving behind a confused Dongfang Xia Ying who had no idea what he meant.
"Friends? Just because you want to be friends with Sister Xue is just a dream!"
Dongfang Xia Ying thought angrily, then she ran back to the attic and went up to the second floor. Just as Sister Xue came out of the secret practice room, she quickly stepped forward to hug Sister Xue, and then added Zhuo Mufeng's words before
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"Can't we even be friends?" Dongfang Qianxue murmured, seeming to be thinking.
Dongfang Xia Ying rolled her eyes and nodded: "Yes, yes, I think that boy just needs a lesson. He thinks he is so great that even Sister Xue doesn't take him seriously. With your peerless martial arts skills, Sister Xue, if
It’s me who must trample him into the ground!”
She tried her best to provoke her, but unfortunately Dongfang Qianxue ignored her at all. For a moment, Dongfang Qianxue seemed to have figured out something, and a trace of anger and confusion flashed across his picturesque brows.
"You go down first." Listening to the chatter in his ears, Dongfang Qianxue waved his hand.
Dongfang Xiaying had already figured out Sister Xue's character, and knew that she could not disobey the other party at this time, otherwise it would make Sister Xue feel bored, so she had no choice but to pouted, said oh, lowered her head and walked down the stairs.
Dongfang Qianxue walked to the window and looked at Zhuo Mufeng who was surrounded by purple bamboo leaves in the sky. He suddenly stretched out his left hand, put his two fingers together and flicked them slightly.
Zhuo Mufeng in the courtyard was thinking about what to do next. He couldn't stay in the Dongfang Family all the time, and he didn't know if Dongfang Xia Ying had conveyed his intention.
Suddenly——
Zhuo Mufeng's muscles and bones were cold, and the hair on his back stood up. Since his great advancement in martial arts, even when facing the three yins of the Western Region, he had never felt the fear he felt at this moment. His body moved before his consciousness, and he quickly moved to one side.
He plundered out and used ten percent of his strength.
But the subtle sword energy behind him seemed to be conscious, and it also twisted with it, and its speed increased instead of decreasing. Before Zhuo Mufeng realized what was going on, there was a whoosh! The sword energy had passed through his body.
At this moment, he thought he was going to die, and his mind went blank. He stumbled forward and fell down. His mouth was full of purple bamboo leaves. After waiting for a while, he found that his heartbeat was strong, his pulse was normal, and his whole body was full of energy.
There was no pain at all.
Zhuo Mufeng stood up, touched his chest, and was shocked to find that there was a very small hole on his back and chest, which must have been caused by the sword energy just now.
But how is it possible? How does that wisp of sword energy penetrate oneself without hurting oneself?
Zhuo Mufeng suddenly turned his head and looked at the alluring face in front of the window. His face turned green and white, red and purple, almost like a chameleon.
Based on his perception, he couldn't guess that Dongfang Qianxue's hand was moving, but the sword energy just now was too fast, so fast that he couldn't distinguish the fluctuations, and he couldn't imagine how advanced this woman's martial arts was.
All this time, Zhuo Mufeng kept silent, but in his heart he felt that he was enough to crush the younger generation in the Holy Land and was almost invincible among his peers in the world.
But Dongfang Qianxue only used a little trick to break his fantasy and make him realize a cruel reality. There are many strange people and strangers in the world, especially the Holy Land-level forces. Their background should never be underestimated!
Ignoring Zhuo Mufeng's shock, Dongfang Qianxue said calmly: "Master Zhuo, can we still be friends like this?"
"Ah..." Zhuo Mufeng didn't react for a moment. When he understood what the other party meant, he immediately knew that Dongfang Xia Ying had relayed his own words. So, this woman felt embarrassed and became angry?
When Zhuo Mufeng realized that he couldn't offend the other party, his throat twitched and he said with a smile: "Miss Dongfang, you and I have always been friends."
Dongfang Qianxue didn't say anything, and placed her delicate white left hand by the window. With a flick of her hand, invisible sword energy shot toward Zhuo Mufeng.
When the sword energy appeared, Zhuo Mufeng's scalp was already numb. This time he clearly felt that the reason why he could not sense the fluctuations was not only that the sword energy was too fast, but also because the surface of the sword energy was wrapped with a layer of mysterious power.
, isolated from the detection of Tao Demon Seed.
Without excellent Qinggong, Zhuo Mufeng could only use his internal force to move his body quickly. Facing Dongfang Aoyun and others, this move was of course unfavorable, but facing Dongfang Qianxue's sword energy, his shortcomings were immediately exposed.
Hee hee hee hee hee hee...
He didn't even have time to launch an offensive. During the movement, Zhuo Mufeng was continuously hit by the sword energy. However, just like before, although he was knocked to the ground and his posture was in a miserable state, there were no wounds on his body.
The sword energy penetrated from his chest and came out from his back, punching deep holes in the ground behind him. It was powerful enough to penetrate cracked gold and stone, but it did not hurt him at all.
Not only Zhuo Mufeng was puzzled, but Dongfang Xiaying, who was hiding behind the window on the first floor and watching and applauding, was also shocked and wondered whether Sister Xue had practiced the art of ghosts and gods.
Dongfang Qianxue clasped his left hand indifferently, and Zhuo Mufeng was pinned to the ground by the sword energy, making it difficult to move. He was as embarrassed as he wanted.
Every time Zhuo Mufeng struggled to remember, the internal energy that had just been circulating would be dispersed by the sword energy. Because the sword energy was too dense, it could hit his weak points and critical points without having to aim.
Zhuo Mufeng really wanted to say that a scholar must be killed and not humiliated, but he knew clearly that saying such words would only make people look down upon him. If the other party was just trying to vent his anger, then fine, he could just grit his teeth and take it.
Another chance!
After calming down, Zhuo Mufeng felt relaxed and simply lay there motionless, still having the energy to check the changes in his body.
It was also at this time that he suddenly discovered that the sword energy that hit him seemed to pass through his chest and back, but did not actually enter his body. It was just that the sword energy was too fast, which created an illusion for him.
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Zhuo Mufeng closed his eyes, and the Dao Demon Seed was operating to the limit. He felt carefully, and as soon as he felt pain in his chest, the sword energy disappeared. No, it didn't disappear, but suddenly appeared on his back, along the same path.
The trajectory stabs backwards.
It is precisely because of this that both you and others look like you have been pierced.
But how is this done?
After all, Zhuo Mufeng had some understanding, and the scene of practicing Windstorm on the island immediately flashed through his mind. How similar is it to today?
At that time, he used the sword body to smash the second wooden pillar through the first wooden pillar, which was the completion of the rolling storm. Today Dongfang Qianxue's sword energy is more subtle and subtle, clearly the perfect level of the rolling storm!
Zhuo Mufeng's eyes were shining brightly. He completely put aside all distracting thoughts, and with the Tao Demon's seed and unparalleled memory, he constantly felt the changes when the sword energy hit him, trying to find out the secret of its use.
Seeing his appearance, Dongfang Qianxue remained expressionless, but her finger-clasp movements were slower. Dongfang Xiaying on the first floor thought Zhuo Mufeng had given up resistance, looking at him like a dead dog, never mind
Very relieved.
It lasted for half an hour before Dongfang Qianxue stopped, turned and left the window.
But Zhuo Mufeng lay on the ground for a long time, still recalling and capturing the feeling just now, integrating it with his understanding of the storm formation.
Zhuo Mufeng was pleasantly surprised to find that his understanding of Juan Feng had gained another level, and he was not far from perfection.
He stood up from the ground, looked at the unoccupied window, and sighed. His hatred for Dongfang Qianxue weakened a lot at this moment. He could feel that the other party seemed to have the intention to fulfill his wish, but it made no sense. Could it be that this happened?
Is it part of a honey trap to make yourself grateful and then let down your guard?
It has to be said that this move is really poisonous. Zhuo Daguan originally wanted to ask Dongfang Qianxue to continue, but after having this idea, he had no choice but to give up the idea to avoid trouble later.