Chapter 139 Mr. Mo guards the world, I will kill the immortal
Cangshan Snow House, the residence of Xue Yue Sword Immortal, rarely has people coming and going on weekdays, and even Lei Wujie is not allowed to come up at will.
Today, the igloo welcomes its first male guest.
Fang Ping opened the door, carried Li Hanyi into the room, and laid him down on the bed.
There is little furniture in the room, just a bed, a table, a chair and a bonsai. It has a faint fragrance and is quite minimalist in style.
"Those who don't know better think you can't survive."
Fang Ping muttered to himself, helped Li Hanyi take off his shoes and covered him with the quilt.
As for the coat... After thinking about it, I decided to forget it. It would be better to do less than to do more, lest I wake up and work hard.
Fang Ping was about to leave when a hand suddenly grabbed him.
"Teach me how to practice swordsmanship!"
Li Hanyi said drowsily, with his eyes only half open.
Fang Ping excused himself because he was drunk, but Li Hanyi was stubborn and stared at him drunkenly and said:
"I taught you before, why don't you teach me?"
"..."
Fang Ping's mouth twitched. When this woman was drunk, she was surprisingly reasonable.
Suddenly, Li Hanyi gave a soft drink, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and ran outside the hospital in the blink of an eye.
In her hand, she also held a finely carved green wood sword, which looked a bit old.
Fang Ping looked at his waist and said helplessly:
"It's cold outside, can you come back and sleep?"
"Don't be sleepy, teach me how to practice the sword!" Li Hanyi curled his lips and raised the wooden sword with one hand on his hip, "If not, this sword will be broken by you too!"
Fang Ping sighed and lifted up his two white boots:
"I know...come back and put on your shoes first."
Li Hanyi refused to obey, instead took a step back, swung a white frost sword energy and said:
"I'm the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, and I'm still afraid that I won't be able to survive by stepping on the snow with my bare feet?"
Fang Ping really wanted to record her current appearance and play it back after she sobered up...but he didn't have the equipment.
"Then you have to wear shoes."
Fang Ping went out with his shoes and tried to put on Li Hanyi's shoes, but the latter refused and stepped on Fang Ping's body with his bare feet, leaving water marks and footprints.
"Teach me, I have already learned the first three moves of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique!" Li Hanyi said heroically.
Fang Ping sighed helplessly and could only follow her for now.
The two of them approached, Fang Ping's right hand grasped Li Hanyi's right wrist to guide the sword movement, and his left hand held her waist and lifted her up, letting her feet stand on his shoes to prevent her bare feet from getting frostbite or cold.
of.
Li Hanyi didn't resist, he just looked on with a smile, as if he had been laughing for a month tonight.
"bass--"
Fang Ping led Li Hanyi to swing his sword, slashing the air and making arcs, and then swung the second and third sword, his movements becoming more and more skillful.
They were so close to each other, and Fang Ping was like training a puppet, directing Li Hanyi to move step by step, practicing his sword in the snow, each other speechless.
At this moment, there was only the sound of sword swinging outside the snow house, and two figures, one black and one white, standing close together dancing swords.
Pieces of snowflakes rolled up, and petals flew and fell.
The moonlight reflects the snow and frost, like light jade floating in the sky, and the snow and moon dance with swords. This feeling enters the memory, and the emotions are blooming.
On weekdays, whether practicing or testing his sword, Li Hanyi always had a cold face, but tonight he kept smiling, as if he had thought of something happy.
After a long time, Fang Ping felt that he was almost done:
"Xueyue Sword Immortal, have you practiced enough?"
"It's not even close," Li Hanyi said, still unfinished.
"After reading this, it's over."
"What are you looking at?" Li Hanyi leaned back and looked back, leaning directly on Fang Ping's shoulder.
Fang Ping jumped lightly and took him to the edge of the cliff. Below him was Erhai Lake.
"Bang——"
There was a sudden explosion in Erhai Lake, and a fire tadpole slowly rose into the sky. After rising to a high altitude, it exploded with a loud bang. The colorful fireworks illuminated the entire Xueyue City.
Li Hanyi's ink-like eyes reflected the beautiful brilliance and said in surprise:
"That one from Baihua Club, when did you..."
"Shensi is just doing it for me," Fang Ping said calmly, "It's called Aoki Xueyue."
"Admire...Xueyue?" Li Hanyi repeated, "You actually admire me?"
Hearing this, Fang Ping was slightly startled, then nodded:
"yes."
That night, the two danced together in the snow all night long.
In the small pavilion on the top of Cangshan Mountain, Sikong Changfeng also waited all night, playing chess and drinking alone, his buttocks were hard to sit up.
"I'll wait here to see when you remember me!
"Speaking of which...he won't really succeed, right?"
...
When the morning light faded and the sky became dim, Li Hanyi blinked and opened his eyes, which were unexpectedly sour.
"Why do I sleep outside..."
"Huh? Rude person!"
Li Hanyi suddenly exclaimed and took a closer look. Not only was he sleeping outside, but his bare feet were also wrapped in his clothes.
Fang Ping was sitting quietly meditating when he was suddenly kicked out of his state. He turned around and saw Li Hanyi hugging his legs with a look of disgust and anger on his face.
"Shameless!" Li Hanyi yelled, "You...what did you do to my feet?"
Fang Ping suddenly couldn't hold himself any longer:
"Second City Lord, you had cold feet in the middle of the night and insisted on hiding me in my clothes. Why didn't you recognize me when you woke up?
"When you're full, hit the cook, right?"
Hearing this, Li Hanyi frowned, seeming to be deep in thought:
"Impossible, how could I be so frivolous?"
"Don't say frivolous, you almost acted frivolous to me last night..." Fang Ping complained with a twitching corner of his mouth.
"!"
Li Hanyi stared, and was about to refute angrily, but suddenly remembered some fragments, and suddenly he couldn't reason straight and lost his temper:
"Am I... really drunk like that?"
Fang Ping nodded:
"Yes, quite presumptuous."
"Then you didn't know how to stop me?" Li Hanyi asked, "Won't you let me go back to the house to sleep?"
"..."
Why don't you listen to what you are saying?
Fang Ping stood up, stretched and said:
"Think about it for yourself and see how much you can remember last night."
Li Hanqi was indeed reminiscing very seriously. He only remembered where he practiced swordplay and was very close to the guy. He seemed to be in a good mood. He didn't know the other details.
"Oh, so what if I can't remember?" Li Hanyi simply gave up.
Fang Ping was happy:
"You can't remember? Then I'm going to make it up."
"Go down the mountain, I'm going to sleep!" Li Hanyi gave the order to expel the guests.
Fang Ping didn't bother to fight with her, so he went back home in a flash.
Sikong Changfeng is still in the small pavilion.
...
After a night of drunkenness, Li Hanyi rarely went down the mountain, and he no longer approached Fang Ping to test his sword, as if he wanted to avoid it.
Perhaps she recalled some details.
On this day, Fang Ping loosened the soil for the flowers in the golden coffin and checked the system tasks:
[‘In the name of the medical sage’, he became famous in the world with his medical skills! 】