Thousand Blades of Death

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In autumn, yellow sycamore leaves all the way, and sycamore rain fell all over the mountain.

Waiting for the 15th moon on August 14th, Wanmei Villa is still elegant and quiet, but this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, the villa ushered in two waves of guests. The first wave of guest servants is difficult to tell whether it is welcome, But the second wave of guests made them smile.

As a result of the brows and smiles, there were few altars in the wine at Wanmei Mountain Villa. The owner Ximen Fuxue wanted to stop his servants, but his eyes and his wife and fellow sisters talked and laughed, and they couldn't help feeling soft.

"Congratulations." Lu Xiaofeng was congratulating while he was drinking, vaguely, "It's a pity that I still missed your wedding."

Sword God's wedding, there must be only two of them, and no one else attended.

Ma Yuan was drinking, watching Ximen blowing snow, and said in a low voice: "Ye Gucheng is here?"

Simon blowing snow nodded slightly.

Ma Yuan said: "What did he say?"

Simon Blizzard paused for a moment before he said lightly: "He has been a bottleneck for many years and hopes to fight me to reach the peak of this life."

"Your wife is pregnant." Ma Yuan glanced at Sun Xiuqing, and Lu Xiaofeng beside him stopped, listening quietly.

Ximen blowing snow coldly said: "So I did not directly agree, and, there is an appointment between us."

Ma Yuan wanted to sigh, "But you want to agree."

Lu Xiaofeng clenched the glass, "Simon, this battle..."

Simon blows snow and cuts the railroad: "I must have a fight with him."

Ximen blowing snow and Ye Gucheng have no chance of a battle? I'm afraid no one can agree. Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak or sigh anymore. He was really difficult for his friends to be in a bad mood. He drank easily and only looked at the interactive smiles of Sun Xiuqing and Ximen Chuixue.

Later in the night, Ximen blowing snow sent Sun Xiuqing back to his room.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "He's more popular than ever."

Shi Xiuxue leaned over and wondered: "Isn't this bad? Shouldn't people live with seven passions and six desires? Shouldn't they be with their favorite people, be happy, and be beautiful?"

"Good is good," Ma Yuan said lightly: "But when he pursues a conflict with his life, his choice will become difficult, not to mention, he can't refuse Ye Gucheng's appointment, you see him now. Do you practice swords as often as before?"

Seeing Shi Xiuxue's expression, Ximen's time for blowing the sword and practicing the sword must be much less.

Lu Xiaofeng said again: "But I know that no one of us can stop him, even Sun Xiuqing."

Shi Xiuxue said in a lonely way: "Sister Sister doesn't want to stop him at all. She said, make all preparations to follow Ximen's snow blowing. She doesn't care about anything, only Ximen's snow blowing, and the children in her stomach."

Ma Yuan drank a glass of wine and suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You really don't want to stop Simon from blowing snow? Including Sun Xiuqing, no matter what happens to him in the future?"

Lu Xiaofeng frowned, "What do you mean?"

Ma Yuan sipped his drink and said lightly: "I suddenly thought of a problem. Only swords and swords can help Simon blow snow once again. He is close to that state. I really should not stop him, let alone, he will not lose. ."

Shi Xiuxue only looked at Ma Yuan blankly.

Lu Xiaofeng understood exactly what he meant, and looked sad, not knowing how to resolve this matter.

The moon in the sky is very round, and the moon in fifteen is round.

When Ma Yuan figured out something, it would naturally not waste time. He went to Ye Gucheng's guest room to see Jianxian, and then came back to tell Ximen to blow snow. He was looking forward to Ximen blowing snow to break through in this battle.

The three-year contract is still very early.

The son of the sword **** born in October faced the situation of being abandoned when he was born. Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng settled the day of the decisive battle. On September 15, the same as the original, Ye Gucheng left Wanmei after that. Villa, give Ximen blowing snow to settle his family.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ma Yuan also left, and they should not bother this pair. It may be the last time.

Standing in the maple leaves, Shi Xiuxue's eyes were a little red. "If Ximen blows snow to death, what will my sister do." She took Ma Yuan's hand, but she didn't know how to speak. Maybe she was afraid, fearing that a man would one day Go to the decisive battle.

Ma Yuan touched her hair and turned to look at Lu Xiaofeng, "At the beginning of September, shall we meet in Beijing?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded slightly, turned around and flew out. There are still more than ten days to go. Maybe he can have time to see Xue Bing's situation. At this moment of autumn, he can't wait to see her.

Shi Xiuxue got into Ma Yuan's arms and whispered: "Where are we going now?"

Ma Yuanchong smiled drunkly and flicked her forehead lightly. "Walking around, we haven't gotten along with each other..." After a pause, he leaned over and gently held Shi Xiuxue's red lips, vague Tao: "Should we also be married?"

In ancient times, this was the only way to demand welfare.

autumn. Maple leaves in Xishan are red, and jade dew in Tianjie is white. Autumn is getting deeper. ,

Ma Yuan specially asked for a carriage, exactly like the iron rooster in Chu Liuxiang's novel, loaded with a lot of food and travel notes, so he and Shi Xiuxue enjoyed the ancient honeymoon.

Soft jade embraced her arms, drunk lying on the knees of beauty But it was 100% enjoyment. More than ten days were enough for them to look at the mountains and water, and Ma Yuan used many methods to successfully eat the delicate and tender little Cher into the stomach.

The world of the ancient dragon is basically a peaceful age. Even if the young man in the present Saint has not been crowned, it is still loved by the people, supported by officials and officials, and there have been few cases of riots. Wang, but there is no land in this world, only a Baiyun Island is more aloof.

It's no wonder that the Southern King's Palace would want to collude with Ye Gucheng.

The battle of Jianxian and Jianshen has already spread to all corners of the world. In September, the capital was almost full, and all major casinos made huge bets. Perhaps Ye Gucheng wins, or Ximen Chuxue wins, but they are only watching.

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