Fang Xiwen feels that this week’s mountain city is really small.

Just walking with Jiang Xingchu for a short distance by the river, it seems that everyone in the city knows that he has a beautiful wife who has never been married.

The pretty lady was even more hurt and left in tears.

"I was wrong," Jiang Xingchu looked quite bachelor. He pouted and handed over a booklet, "Here, Yungong Tianyin's exercise route."

In order not to overwhelm his body due to his many skills, he reached out to take it and turned it over without commenting on the matter.

Fang Xiwen is not stupid either. He can see that this girl has a good impression of him... He is actually quite happy.

After spending the past few days in the small courtyard, he has become somewhat accustomed to Jiang Xingchu being around him. Even if he does nothing but sees her reading in the courtyard, he will be in a good mood.

But both of them knew that this kind of life would not last long.

"How come you learn so fast?" Seeing him casually using a few bursts of energy, Jiang Xingchu stood up.

This method of generating energy is so complex that it is difficult to describe, and it also requires the use of corresponding hidden weapon techniques. How can it be possible to master it just by looking at it!

"Maybe it's because I'm smarter?" Fang Xiwen raised his eyebrows proudly.

On the one hand, his proficiency in the transformation of the Xingluo Tiannu Contract, and on the other hand, his own understanding is very good.

He can understand relatively rigid things such as skills, methods, and ideas very quickly, but when it comes to more idealistic Tao, principles, etc., he is a little helpless.

It’s been almost two months, and the realm of swordsmanship is still stuck there.

He was also a little lucky that he hadn't traveled through time to a world where he was questioning his true nature, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to survive for a few days like this.

"Humph, I obviously taught you well." Jiang Xingchu held his cheek and smiled.

"Yes, yes, the saint is the most powerful."

This makes sense. Fang Xiwen always feels that he is a person who is very affected by his environment.

He has his own way of doing things, but there is no definite goal in the general direction. When he was practicing with his sister in Jingshui City, it was two points and one line. After Luo Qingni came, he became very lazy, and now he acts with a little Jiang Xingchu.

The decisiveness...

Fortunately, it was all good intentions. Perhaps it was because of this that he did not become the Scarlet Emperor.

"Try aiming at the rocks in the corner." Jiang Xingchu pointed enthusiastically.

Hearing this, he followed the example and pulled out five star lines, stretched out his fingers and flicked them.

Puff.

An invisible energy exploded out, knocking away the rocks in the corner of the courtyard. This power can hurt people, but...

"Hahahaha! Are you farting?"

Jiang Xingchu was amused by the dull sound and slapped the table repeatedly. After a long time, he wiped the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "If you don't pursue the effect of confusing the enemy and causing confusion, then you don't really have any requirements for the sound.

If you can make this kind of noise all the time, the enemy might laugh to death... Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen turned his palms and said with a dark face: "I have never studied music, who can tell the difference between Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu, and the length of the star line is different every time, why should I let him?" I play accurate notes!"

"That can only mean that you haven't practiced enough. Come on, let me demonstrate again." Jiang Xingchu was not annoyed at all, and stretched out his hand with a smile.

It's like a mountain spring winding out of a deep valley, or lingering and melancholy, or the spring water is tinkling, like a raccoon flower note, or a walking horse rattle, as if the flying dust is immersed in it, dancing gracefully.

If it weren't for the stars floating in the sky, this look would really have the aura of a piano fairy, a bit like Yun Wuxin when we first met, but that guy... I won't mention it.

Seeing that Jiang Xingchu taught seriously, he also devoted himself to learning, maybe one day he would put it to use?

Besides, the knowledge of supplementary music is also good. He also yearns for the artistic conception of lying drunk on a boat and playing the flute...

Jiang Xingchu looked at the way he lowered his head while flipping through the book and his focused profile, and his expression softened unconsciously. He was really learning.

The way of music is inferior to the way of killing with swords. In the eyes of the world, it is a little ugly way. How can any big man be willing to learn this? Isn’t it cool to draw a sword?

But he just learned so hard... Could it be that he wanted to have more topics in common with me?

It stands to reason that Jiang Xingchu is not a little girl, and generally would not think about that.

But the ambiguous looks from the passers-by on the river bank, and the passing wives and so on... it really sounded a bit like the music of the piano, she thought.

"Listen, you really let me play some notes!" Fang Xiwen excitedly pulled her and couldn't wait to show it off.

This is the first half of Little Star. It looks simple, but it still gives a sense of accomplishment when it comes out.

"Great, great~" Jiang Xingchu clapped his hands slightly, as if there were stars falling into his eyes.

It's strange, when you look at someone you like, you feel that everything he does is right and good. Just like his rather childish look now, it also makes people excited.

Jiang Xingchu couldn't wait to come up and teach him step by step... With this thought, she knew that it was completely over.

She can never change back to the cold-faced judge she used to be.

I keep saying that this is my path, but now as long as he doesn't want to, I might give up killing people like that.

This rumor really comes at the right time. He has such a good reputation that staying here is not an option...and she doesn't dare to stay anymore.

In just a few days, when I woke up, I could see him doing morning exercises. The warm smell of porridge came out of the kitchen. After washing up, he sat face to face with a bowl of porridge and chatted casually.

Jiang Xingchu forgot all the topics we talked about, which meant it was not important at all. He only remembered that he was in a good mood at the time.

After eating, she picked up the bowl and washed it. After washing, she flipped through "Qiuyue Bayin". When she had free time, she taught him how to disguise himself, tracing the two handsome sword eyebrows into big insects.

When he goes out to buy groceries, he washes the clothes himself; when he comes back to cook, he hangs up the clothes to dry.

Time seemed to have frozen in the small courtyard. As long as Jiang Xingchu raised his eyes from the book, he could see him smiling at him.

"Hey, how do you play this note...Why are you so dazed?" Fang Xiwen saw that she was in a daze, so he waved his hand in front of her and pointed at the book.

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"Here it is." Jiang Xingchu flicked it angrily, causing a crisp sound.

"That's it..."

Seeing that she was not in a good state, Fang Xiwen simply put away the star line, and the whole person gradually became quiet.

Neither asking nor urging, just waiting.

How many people are there who can understand what they mean without speaking?

Jiang Xingchu really likes this feeling and wishes he could get along with him like this forever.

The afterglow of dusk fell on the magnolia flower. Jiang Xingchu stared at its shadow for a while, his expression changed for a while, and his voice was very low, "Xiwen... do you want to go home with me?"

Not 'be my subordinate', not 'I want you', but 'come home with me'.

Return to the Star Palace, return to our home.

This small courtyard has attracted much attention now. With Jiang Xingchu's sensitive identity, staying here for a few days is already the limit, and the guests who had taken care of the Jiang family before started to complain again.

It's time to make a decision.

"What?"

"I want you to come back with me. Do you want to or not?" Asked for the second time, Jiang Xingchu calmed down his expression and returned to his indifferent attitude, turning back into a true superior.

This young lady who goes her own way has a bloody side, an innocent and playful side, and a... cold and distant side.

She will always make people forget that the young master in front of her is one of the Nine Paths of Evil, the holder of a truly gigantic power who can decide the lives and deaths of thousands of people with just one word.

She thought she hid her emotions very well, but little did she know that the pleading in her eyes was completely invisible.

Maybe Jiang Xingchu wanted him to be a companion before, but now he is willing to make greater concessions... I can let you influence me, and even let you participate in my life.

"I know you don't want to run around. All you want is a quiet life like a small courtyard. I have a manor in Longchuan, which is ten times bigger than this one. You can do whatever you like."

"I know you are collecting things. Star Palace has treasure troves in its branch palaces everywhere, including heavenly materials and earthly treasures, secret books and techniques, armors and weapons... Our collection is not much worse than that of Qizhen Pavilion."

"I know you are afraid of being alone, so I will never leave you alone."

Jiang Xingchu's gaze seemed to penetrate through his body, through the gentle and harmless appearance, through the alienated and indifferent interior, and straight to the deepest place in his heart.

Just as Fang Xiwen understands her, many of his secrets have nowhere to hide in her eyes.

In the eyes of outsiders, the young hero who is in the limelight is actually lazy and arrogant by nature, and has been pushed away.

And even if he didn't say a word about it, Jiang Xingchu knew that he was looking for something... whether he went to Jiangzhou to open a secret realm, summoned the Biluo Sword Immortal, or cultivated the Biluo Sword Intent.

He has never forgotten that there is a silly girl who still stays in the sect, fighting against the sword of life and death alone.

He was looking for a way to suppress the sword's will, and even thought about cultivating it himself and transferring Luo Qingni's share to himself... But how could Jiang Xingchu know?

Could it be that the tacit understanding between the two people ended up like this?

Jiang Xingchu didn't give him any time to think. He stretched out his hand and looked at him intently with his starry eyes.

In the crystal clear stream, another fish seemed to be passing by.

Maybe he can't catch it, maybe he can only let it slip away... The man was silent for a while and then spoke.
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