Thousand Blades of Death

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With a chuckle, Lu Xiaofeng realized that in this room, besides Ximen Fuxue, he was sitting in Ma Yuan, and he didn't know where Shi Xiuxue, Ouyang Qing and Aunt Thirteen had gone. He couldn't even find his mind, but remembered that he was unconscious 'S abnormal shape, could not help laughing and said: "Am I being secretly calculated again?"

Ma Yuan looked at him, poured him a cup of hot tea, and said with a smile: "But your luck is very good, only Li Yanbei is unlucky."

Lu Xiaofeng's stomach twitched, but he took the teacup and drank it in before he struggled and asked, "Do you know how he died?"

Ma Yuan lowered her eyes slightly and explained lightly: "You don't have to look like this. This matter has nothing to do with Ouyang Qing. She is still in a coma. Of course, it's impossible to secretly count on you. This thing is thirteen. What my aunt did, an empty and lonely woman, with resentment, it’s not surprising that she would do something like this."

"Thirteen aunt, how could it happen!" Lu Xiaofeng's expression moved.

Ximen Fuxue also stared at the landing Xiaofeng, who was warm in his eyes and said lightly: "A woman may not have this courage, but coupled with the greed that more than one million two silver tickets gave her, she did such a thing. Not strange."

Ma Yuan looked up at Ximen blowing snow, his lips could not help but tease, "But Lu Xiaofeng, you know, I seldom deal with a woman, so I let her go, and she is just a pitiful person. But then I did not expect that Simon, who happened to be here, would agree with me to make such a decision."

Ximen Fuxue didn't take Rima, but turned around again to see the moonlight outside the window.

The moonlight is gentle like water, and it is now the evening of September 14.

Lu Xiaofeng placed the tea cup on the table and glanced at Ximen Fuxue with emotion. The extra popularity on the sword **** made him happy and frightened. He also looked at the moonlight outside the window and could not help saying: "I It must have been a long time!"

Ma Yuan sighed slightly, "It has been a long time."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ma Yuan and said depressedly: "You must have seen that the cat is getting tired, why don't you remind me."

There was a smile in Ma Yuan's eyes, and he said, "That's the snack Ouyang Qing made for you. I don't want to stop you. I can't do this kind of uninformed fun."

Lu Xiaofeng touched his beard and didn't know what to say. Eventually he had to ask: "What about Shi Xiuxue and Ouyang Qing?"

Ma Yuan motioned to see him blowing snow to Simon, teasing: "Of course it is here, staying with Mrs. Simon."

Simon Blizzard was unmoved.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, with a warm and happy expression in his eyes, because he could also see the warmth and joy in Ximen's eyes, "Also, I almost forgot, Shi Xiuxue and Sun Xiuqing came out together, like sisters, Now that you two have married one by one, it has become a twin."

Ma Yuan just chuckled.

But Lu Xiaofeng mentioned another thing, "Tomorrow will be the time, these five ribbons have not been sent out, we must seize the opportunity."

Ma Yuan stood up and smiled lightly: "Well, I'll walk with you again, lest you accidentally step into the trap of not knowing what."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and asked another question, "Speaking of Ximen, where have you been?"

Ximen Fuxue also smiled slightly: "Why don't you go out and watch yourself?"

Passing through the elegant garden, there is a pastry shop in front, the facade of the four bays, the door is carved with exquisite patterns, and there are three big words on the gold signboard: "Hefangzhai". Lu Xiaofeng came back after two glances, and still smiled after returning.

"This is a very old pastry shop, but the people used are all my old family members." Ximen Chuixue had a good face: "Did you think I would be the owner of a pastry shop?"

"No." Lu Xiaofeng wanted to laugh, but he refrained. He had to admit that no one could find Simon Blowing Snow in this place. Who would have thought that a sword **** would be the boss in a pastry shop.

Ma Yuan couldn’t help but ask next to him, “Don’t you say that Simon will also make cakes? Why not make a meal for me and Lu Xiaofeng alone?”

Simon blowing snow glanced at him lightly, "I naturally wouldn't do it."

Ma Yuan blinked, "Will wife cake too? I seem to hear that Xueer has said that Mrs. Simon has been enjoying this kind of cake recently..."

Lu Xiaofeng's chin almost fell to the ground, not only because of the content in Ma's original words, but also because he actually saw Ximen's pale face turning out a little bit of blush, which caused him more than the sun came out from the west. I feel incredible.

But the price of seeing such beautiful scenery is that both Ma Yuan and Lu Xiaofeng were thrown out of the pastry shop by Master Jianshen.

The relaxed and stable Ma Yuan touched his chin. "I didn't expect Ximen to be able to make jokes. Lu Xiaofeng, what can you do to let him take care of us again? Don't forget that Ye Gucheng..."

Lu Xiaofeng of Pingsha Luoyan suddenly thought of it, his **** jumped up like a fire, turned around and shouted, "Simon, there is something more about Simon..."

The tumultuous days are also very beautiful. Unfortunately, the temple where Ye Gucheng is located has dissipated all this.

Desert, cold moon. The month is round. The cold moonlight shone on the dark courtyard, and the lamp in the Zen room was lit.

Ma Yuan looked into the distance and saw strange light. Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Fuxue beside him were still discussing, discussing the current situation of Ye Gucheng and the situation of this temple.

After Lu Xiaofeng finished speaking, Ximen's sword was blowing tightly. He couldn't wait for Lu Xiaofeng to knock on the door and couldn't help but break into the door. They were all surprised. There was only one person strangled alive in the house!

"This person is Shengtong." Simon Chuixue determined: "Who killed him? Why should he be killed?"

"There must be more than one of his benefactors." Lu Xiaofeng said with a bitter smile: "He brought someone else, but Ye Gucheng had already left. The man thought he had leaked the wind and killed him to vent his anger!"

Ma Yuanmu was ridiculous, but he quickly refrained and turned around, ignoring the conversation between Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuoxue.

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