Xue Huan

Chapter 8 Chapter 2

Saibei Wanmei Villa, since it can be called "Wanmei", the number of plum trees in the villa must be considerable. Anyway, in the cold winter, the plum scenery in the villa is really spectacular.

Zhuangzi's master, Ximen Chuuxue, is a figure like Han Dong in Saibei.He learned swordsmanship at the age of seven, and he has achieved success in seven years, and he has never met an opponent.Ximen Chuuxue is obsessed with the sword, and he is obsessed with the way of the sword. The sword is almost everything to him, at least in his previous life.In the eyes of the world, Ximen Chuuxue is like the ice and snow on the top of the Tianshan Mountains, pure white and indifferent, he wears white clothes all the year round, and is inseparable from a strange sword, his face rarely expresses, his friend Lu Xiaofeng described him as a big ice cube .Yes, even such a stern and ruthless person has friends, that is Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows, only a peculiar person like Lu Xiaofeng in Jianghu can win the friendship of Ximen Chuuxue.

Today, he went to practice swords in the plum forest as usual. His momentum is astonishing, and his swordsmanship is fierce. It is really an amazing beauty to match the plum snow flying all over the sky. However, swordsmen always have such problems. , because of the established rules in the Jianghu, no one has ever seen this beautiful scenery, even his friend Lu Xiaofeng.

It has been more than a month since the dream of that day, but often when Merlin practiced the sword, a pair of delicate eyebrows and eyes occasionally appeared in front of his eyes, which were not very clear but always aroused his heart palpitations.He didn't know if he was bewitched by someone, but if he thought about it, who could put a gu on Ximen Chuuxue, is there anything more stupid than this in the world.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword is just like his master, sharp and indifferent, the sword energy it emits shocks the plums on the branches, the sharp blade splits the branches, just like thousands of mornings in the past, every thorn and every slash With shocking power and beauty.However, this morning was not quite the same as the past.

A small path was revealed where the sword energy swept across, and there was a person lying in a place slightly deeper in the forest.Putting away the sword, Ximen frowned slightly, feeling a little annoyed that he hadn't noticed this person's appearance, walking in the rivers and lakes even a little carelessness can be fatal, Ximen Chuuxue has always kept in mind.His heart was trembling, and he slowly approached that person, but this look made him startled for a long time.

This is a very beautiful person, yes "beautiful", although the word beauty does not apply to men, but this is indeed the first concept that flashed into Ximen's mind.This man's hair is slightly curly, his skin is like white jade, his lips are thin and pale, and his facial features are exquisite, but his complexion is pale and sickly. His whole body is wrapped in a pure white mink fur, which looks extremely thin. Three points of pity.However, Ximen Chuuxue is not a person who is good at pity and tenderness, let alone a man, this extremely beautiful man is not even half feminine, it has to be said that it is rare.But Ximen Chuuxue is not a person who is obsessed with sex, but he was stunned because of that familiarity, a familiarity that seemed to extend from his previous life to this life, which made him unaware and unprepared for this life.He seemed born to know him, but for some reason he had never seen him.He frowned, the feeling came out of nowhere, if it wasn't a voodoo, then maybe it was a curse, but who is so boring, putting such a curse made Ximen Chuuxue have strange feelings for a person he had never met before.No matter what the reason was, he couldn't go against his own will and throw this unknown person out of the village. As long as he imagined this idea for a moment, he felt as if he had been severely hit by someone.

His sword is a murder weapon. He regards killing as an extremely sacred thing, but he is not a person who despises life. On the contrary, he respects the weight of life. Every soul under his sword must die He has been silently practicing the reasons for eradicating rape and eradicating evil and supporting justice.Ximen is indifferent but never cold-blooded, otherwise he would not have become friends with Lu Xiaofeng, so he would not be able to do the thing of dying. It is worth mentioning that his medical skills are as unparalleled as his sword skills, although there is no such thing as "hanging the pot to help the world" Hongyuan, out of a doctor's instinct, can't pretend not to see the patient.And now he is thinking about another question, who is this person and how did he appear here.If such an outstanding person as Jiang Huren has no relevant rumors at all, Wanmei Villa is not an easy place to break into, not to mention that this person seems to be seriously ill.Ximen couldn't think of a continuation, all had to wait for this person to wake up to know.

Now that he has decided to save her, he is not the one who drags the mother-in-law. He takes the man's wrist to give him the pulse. This number makes him frown. Not to mention the chronic disease brought out of the mother's womb, look at the wine bag in his hand. He is actually a person who does not feel sorry for himself, the lung disease has penetrated into the bone marrow, and it is almost impossible to recover, but the most important thing at the moment is to save his life, but it is not an easy task.Without further delay, Ximen picked him up and quickly returned to the house.

Acupuncture, medicated bath, and breath adjustment with internal force lasted for seven days. After spending dozens of precious medicinal materials, Ximen Chuuxue finally snatched him back from the gate of hell. Here we have to praise his superb medical skills.

Even after spending so much effort, Li Xun Huan woke up three days later. He felt like he had a long dream. The content of the dream was not clear, but the feeling of pain still remained. At the end of the dream, He almost thought that he would drown in the endless darkness, maybe death is this kind of feeling, it is not good, but he finally woke up, for this he did not know whether to be thankful or sigh, even Hades knew that he still had unfinished business. He is responsible for not accepting him, a person who deserved to die long ago.

"Where is this?..." He opened his eyes with difficulty, and what caught his eyes was a blue curtain, embroidered with simple and exquisite patterns. The door, a table of eight immortals in the hall stands concisely, the black jade brick floor, and the dark brown beams can be seen to be made of high-quality wood, which looks solid and upright. All the layouts in the room reveal a simple and elegant atmosphere, simple It is not crude, and it can be seen that the owner of the house is a person of considerable taste.

But this is not any room in Li Garden, Li Xunhuan grew up in Li Garden, he is familiar with every corner of this place. "Chuan Jia didn't bring me back to the room. Could it be that Xiaoyun finally couldn't bear to drive him out?" He couldn't help smiling wryly. There weren't many masters who were kicked out of the house throughout the ages.

"But how did Chuanjia find such a place? This is not like an inn. There is no inn nearby that can afford such expensive decorations." He quickly overturned his previous guess, and was about to continue thinking, when someone walked in.

"My lord, you are awake. You have been in a coma for several days. Why don't you feel uncomfortable now? Are you hungry? Do you want a drink?" At the age of thirteen or fourteen, with a pair of apricot eyes, she was cute and cute. When she came in and saw that Li Xun Huan had woken up, she stepped forward and asked excitedly.No wonder she was excited, because of the character of the master, the villa has always been quiet, the little girl is not old, so how can she calm down, the location of Wanmei Villa is secluded, and she rarely leaves the villa, she has never seen such an immortal An outstanding character, although the owner of Ximen Village is also outstanding in appearance, but his cold temperament makes people dare not approach him.Ever since the owner brought the weak and comatose young master back that day, she and the sisters in the village have been worried and distressed. Knowing that she was assigned to serve the young master, she secretly jumped for a long time. Some people do have such power. Heartbreaking.

"Girl, you ask so many questions at once, which one should I answer?" Li Xunhuan couldn't help joking with her seeing that the little girl was cute.

"Ah, young master, it's time for you to drink your medicine. I, I'll get you some medicine..." After finishing speaking, he hurried out.

"Hey, wait, girl..." Li Xun Huan wondered, what kind of beast was he? He scared the little girl like this, and he who was always in front of women seemed to be deflated this time.

This girl didn't hear what our Tanhualang said at all, but the moment his eyes looked at her, her head went blank. She had never seen such a pair of eyes. She hated that she didn't read much and couldn't find the words. To describe it, I just remember that gentle feeling is like the spring breeze blowing, and the eyes are green, flowing with vitality and hope. He is like a fairy in a painting when he is asleep, and he is like a fairy in a painting when he is awake. It is full of vigor and vitality, as if the pain has gone away.Thinking of his illness, the little girl couldn't help feeling sad again. Even if she didn't understand medical principles, she knew from the situation in the past few days that he was seriously ill. God is always so unfair.

Thinking like this, he didn't notice who was in front of him, and was shocked when he bumped into it.

"Ah, the owner, I have seen the owner!"

"Come on, you didn't wait in the room, why did you run out?" Ximen didn't care about her rudeness.

"Go back to the owner, the young master has woken up, and I'm going to fetch the medicine."

"Well, go down." Ximen walked towards the guest room.

"You're awake." Ximen Chuuxue walked into the room and saw Li Xunhuan struggling to prop himself up and lean on the head of the bed, "You're still weak, don't move around." Seeing the ill-behaved patient, Ximen frowned. He wanted to ask who he was, whether he had seen him before, and why he appeared here, but the moment he saw him, he couldn't ask any more questions. The problem doesn't seem to matter anymore.

"Your Excellency must be the owner of this room. I dare say it was Your Excellency who saved me." Li Xunhuan smiled, looked at the man who walked in, and looked at him secretly. He saw that the man was all white, with an ancient black sword on his waist. Slender was wrapped in a well-tailored white robe, appearing imposing and imposing.It's just that there is no smile on his face, a little indifferent, and his eyes are cold. Judging from his walking posture and voice, this person must have extraordinary cultivation.When did such a person appear in the Jianghu, and there was no news, Li Xun Huan secretly sighed.

"Well, I found you in Merlin."

Looking into Li Xunhuan's eyes, Ximen no longer has any doubts about saving him. A person's loyalty, goodness and evil can be seen from his eyes, which is a part that is difficult to fake. I have to say that Li Xunhuan has a pair of very attractive eyes , clear and tolerant, gentle and flexible, different from his delicate appearance, these are the talking eyes, which gave his sick and weak body vitality.Beauty will decay, but a person's temperament will become more attractive as time goes by.He is no longer young, and there are traces of vicissitudes in his eyes. This is a man with a story, but his eyes are still young. It is not uncommon for a person to experience suffering alone, but after the suffering, he still maintains his enthusiasm for life. This is commendable .For this, Ximen Fuxue admired it a little. It was the first time he appreciated a person from just a pair of eyes.