It surprised Hao Jian and also surprised Ximen Chuixue.
How to describe it, Lu Xiaofeng at this moment...suddenly looks a bit like Sakura-chan on the rooftop...
At the moment when the Rasengan and Chidori were about to collide, Lingxi pointed at the mistress and came in!
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!
Lu Xiaofeng instinctively chose to face Ximen Chuixue. He knew that Ximen Chuixue would never show mercy...
As for Hao Jian, Lu Xiaofeng thought that if he didn't want to kill her, he should have stopped!
Therefore, he chose to face Ximen Chuixue and pointed his finger at Lingxi.
The figure flew up like a breeze, and his fingers quickly reached out and pinched into the void.
The cold sword light had reached his body, and the feeling of death enveloped his whole body!
This was also the first time Lu Xiaofeng tried to clamp Ximen Chuixue’s sword head-on!
His fingers broke through the sword light and caught Ximen Chuixue's sword just right!
Behind him, Hao Jian's sword light was about to hit Lu Xiaofeng when it suddenly turned sideways and passed him by a hair's breadth.
A strand of hair falls...
Lu Xiaofeng felt the hair falling by her ears, felt relieved, and said with a smile: "It seems that my life should not be cut off."
"Lu Xiaofeng, you are a bit annoying!" Ximen Chuixue said sternly.
Lu Xiaofeng glanced at the trace of blood between her fingers and said with a wry smile: "Fortunately, fortunately, I can still hold your sword!"
"What a Lu Xiaofeng, what a sharp finger! It is indeed a unique skill in the world!" Hao Jian praised.
With Lu Xiaofeng disrupting the situation, this sword fight can only end here.
Today's Ximen Chuixue has indeed not yet reached the level after the decisive battle with Ye Gucheng, so Lu Xiaofeng's telepathy can only hold him...
Hao Jian put away his sword and stood up, looking at Ximen Chuixue who still had a stern face, "Just now, you made a total of three hundred and sixty-one swords."
Ximen Chuixue said coldly: "Actually, you can continue to count how many more swords I can kill."
Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, Ximen Chuixue, I know you can still use many swords... But, there is no need to decide between life and death every time you meet a swordsman, right? Brother bitch, you are the best at it.
Isn't that a bitch? Just stop teasing Ximen Chuixue..."
Hao Jian touched his nose, suddenly smiled and said: "Ximen Chuixue, do you know... how big is the circumference of a snowflake?"
Ximen Chuixue snorted coldly, "I don't know."
"With Lu Xiaofeng here, it will be difficult for you and me to decide the outcome... find a chance and let's fight another day!" Hao Jian said.
"Okay!" Ximen Chuixue took back the long sword.
Now that the war is temporarily over, the tense atmosphere is gone...
In the room, Lu Xiaofeng lay lazily on a soft chair woven with ivy, looking at Ximen Chuixue leisurely.
Hao Jian sat on the other side, silently closing his eyes and feeling what he had gained from this battle.
"Ximen Chuixue, have you ever had troubles in your life?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.
"No." Ximen Chuixue glanced at Lu Xiaofeng and said calmly.
"Is there anything you want but can't get?" Lu Xiaofeng asked again.
"No." Ximen Chuixue remained quiet and indifferent.
"Are you really completely satisfied?" Lu Xiaofeng frowned.
"My requirements are not high." Ximen Chuixue said coldly.
"My requirements are not high...treat me as well as before..." Hao Jian suddenly started singing for no reason, with a somewhat sad expression on his face.
While singing, he instantly took off his erhu and accompanied himself...
"You smell of her perfume..."
"It's my nose's fault..."
Ximen Chuixue: "..."
He took another deep look at Hao Jian, as if he wanted to be this... patient again!
Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "You have seen...he is his true colors now! You are completely satisfied, so you never ask for help from others?"
Ximen Chuixue nodded silently, with a bit of confusion in his eyes...
Why does a person who can slash with the sword energy like that just now still have such a side?
Lu Xiaofeng said helplessly: "So, if someone comes to beg you, you still refuse to agree? Even if that person is me?"
Ximen Chuixue glanced at Lu Xiaofeng and said solemnly: "I don't need you to ask for what I want to do! It's useless for you to ask for what I don't want to do."
Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "So, even if I burn down your Wanmei Villa?"
Ximen Chuixue said: "I have very few friends, only three or two at most, but you are my friend, so if you want to burn it, you can do it at any time... I can provide rosin and diesel."
"Lu Xiaofeng, let me just say that there is no way you can impress Ximen Chuixue, right?" Hao Jian stopped singing at some point and nodded gently to the rhythm of the erhu.
"No, Lu Xiaofeng is not completely unable to impress me!" Ximen Chuixue looked at Hao Jian, and a smile actually appeared on his face.
"What can I do?" Lu Xiaofeng asked immediately.
"Lu Xiaofeng, why don't you... try women's clothing?" Hao Jian said with a smile.
Ximen Chuixue's words came to her lips when she stopped abruptly and said instead: "As long as you shave clean and put on women's clothes, whatever you want to do, I will go with you!"
Lu Xiaofeng: "???"
…
On the hillside, when Huamanlou heard footsteps, she still had a warm smile on her face, "Master Ximen Village?"
Of course he couldn't see Lu Xiaofeng, who only had two eyebrows left, nor could he see Lu Xiaofeng, who was dressed in women's clothing and looked somewhat pretty...
Ximen Chuixue said: "You really can't see?"
"Really, although Huamanlou's eyes are still there, he has been blind for a long time." Huamanlou said calmly.
"Then you heard my footsteps?" Ximen Chuixue asked doubtfully.
"Master Ximen has already reached the state of silent action! I didn't hear it, but I knew you were coming..." Huaman said in the corridor.
"Oh?" Ximen Chuixue raised an eyebrow.
"Because the owner of the village has murderous aura! Huamanlou can know this murderous aura without looking or listening." Huamanlou said, "Lu Xiaofeng, why do you have a scent?"
Lu Xiaofeng: "..."
"Because now he fits the name Lu Xiaofeng... In the past, it was more suitable to be called Lu Xiaolong!" Hao Jian said while suppressing a smile.
At this time, Lu Xiaofeng's face was extremely stiff!
He put on the attire of a maid at Wanmei Mountain Villa, shaved his proud trademark beard cleanly, and even applied some rouge and gouache on his face...
"Huamanlou, you will never imagine what Lu Xiaofeng looks like now..." Hao Jian said with a smile.
Hua Manlou smiled and said: "I really can't imagine it, but I know that Lu Xiaofeng must be very beautiful now! Because... I smell the fragrance of flowers on his body~~~ and... the smell of powder?"
Lu Xiaofeng said helplessly: "Huamanlou, if you are my friend, just pretend that you can't smell it! That will make me very happy."