i have a sword fairy

Chapter 555 Luoxiu: Don't let me down (6k4, add more for the "future" good brother leader)

"Sister Xiu'er, you... what are you doing!?"

There was an exclamation at the entrance of the main hall.

The flimsy skirt with red sleeves that looked like a wedding gown stopped bending down immediately.

She got up and looked back, and the little fish at the door was just taking a few steps back in fright.

The little girl was really a little frightened, just now Sister Xiu'er was still wearing a white dress just like them, how did she change her clothes in a blink of an eye, and she still screamed like a blood-red dress.

Her red dress matched the scene in the hall at this time.

Dragon coffins, corpses, strange blood pictures on the floor... a sense of déjà vu from hearing ghost stories when I was a child.

Xiaoyu took another two steps back quietly.

Luo Xiu said softly: "Save people."

Concise and concise.

But the woman's voice with a little fluctuation still made Xiaoyu, who was ready to say goodbye with tears at any time and run away, heaved a sigh of relief.

It's her sister sister, that's right.

"Sister Wuxiuer, why don't you change into a red dress if you're okay? It's frightening to death, and you're still wearing such thin clothes in the cold weather... Wait, you said saving people?"

Xiaoyu muttered and complained a few words, was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses and hurried forward.

Luo Xiu didn't stop him, and looked down at the person in the coffin.

Xiao Pao came to the front and back of the coffin, the little girl with missing front teeth was short, leaning on the edge of the coffin with both hands, standing on tiptoe, looking down.

Then, she saw clearly what was inside the dragon coffin.

Saw a man with a broken arm.

"Sister Xiu'er." Xiaoyu looked up with a serious face, "Have you cooked a man?"

Luo Xiu: "..."

Almost forgot, Zhao Rong was severely burned on a large area of ​​his body, it's normal that the little girl didn't recognize her at first sight.

Luo Xiu choked for a while, pursed his lips and repeated, "Save people."

Xiaoyu tilted his head, looked carefully again, and quickly recognized Zhao Rong from the familiar features of the broken arm:
"Sister Xiu'er, you...you mean...this is Mr. Zhao!?"

Luo Xiu nodded.

Xiaoyu looked at Zhao Rong, who was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and suddenly cried a little anxiously. After all, he was the son that his benefactor liked and followed:
"Young master, he...how did he get roasted."

Luo Xiu: "..."

Can you change the word, little girl?Three sentences can't be separated from eating.

At first, some solemn and solemn emotions were brewing in her chest, but at this moment, the atmosphere was suddenly disturbed by this delicious little girl, and the woman was a little speechless.

"This..." Seeing sister Xiuer's silence, Xiaoyu also swallowed some questions.

She lowered her head and took a serious look at Zhao Rong, who was seriously injured in the coffin, and then raised her head again, looking at Sister Xiu'er's attire.

Coupled with the behavior of the latter who she just bumped into at the door.

"Sister Xiu'er, are you going to give him the pure white cold palace?"

Xiaoyu stood on tiptoe to support the tall coffin wall, and folded his palms on the edge of the wall. At this time, his chin rested lightly on the back of the folded hands, and his voice was soft.

Luo Xiu glanced at her, but still didn't speak, but asked about the resettlement situation of the sixteen divorced women outside.

Xiaoyu, who was originally here to seek credit from Sister Xiu'er, did not ask for credit at this time, but only responded softly.

Then, between the one big one and one small two girls, the atmosphere fell into silence again for a while.

"Sister Xiuer, is it worth it?"

The little girl suddenly asked.

Her eyes kept falling on the baked young man lying in the coffin, and she didn't turn her head to see sister Xiu'er's expression at this time.

Although Zhao Rong has a very deep relationship with the benefactor that Xiaoyu wants to repay his favor to, and even the benefactor and him are in love with each other and can die, but in Xiaoyu's heart, the innocence of Sister Xiu'er who gets along day and night like a relative is also very very important.

She is young, but she knows a lot about some things.

Although the little girl had lived in a place of fireworks like Zuixianlou since she was a child, it was because of this that she became more and more aware of the importance of women's chastity.

Moreover, the culture of Liren already places great emphasis on chastity, which can be seen from the custom of Lidi women using nine-day cold palace flowers to verify their virginity on their wedding night.

In fact, this is also related to the "bright moon belief" rooted in Lidiliren's bloodline culture for thousands of years, and the pure and pure goddess is admired.

Therefore, for Li Nu, either abide by the rules and precepts of Xian Yue Li Nu for the rest of their lives, or entrust their body to one person directly, but they are the only one for life.

I even heard that among the ancient ancestors, the former concept was more extreme and popular...

So no matter what, the little girl doesn't want Sister Xiu'er to be temporarily moved by her self-importance just because of her dedication, and rashly donate the precious pure white cold palace in her body.

This is a kind of irresponsibility to Sister Xiu'er, and even to Mr. Zhao who is seriously injured and sleepy.

Luo Xiu didn't turn his head when he heard the words.

Like Xiaoyu, she looked down at this "strange man" who came to give them a map in a hurry not long ago when the catastrophe was imminent.

Xiaoyu knew that she had a pure white cold palace.

At the beginning, Luo Xiu took the little girl and escaped from Xingzi Town. Before being stopped by the person sent by the nobleman, they lived and slept freely, and walked a long, long distance along the bright moon and the river.

Luo Xiu is also like Xiaoyu who came out to see the world for the first time. She was surprised to find that their hometown Dali is so big.

She used to live in a hurry, taking the convenient sea of ​​clouds ferry to go everywhere, so there are so many beautiful scenery that she hastily neglected.

Second daughter.

One is a string girl who has a noble status and has enjoyed the glory, wealth and ultimate grace but finally escaped.

One is a naive boat girl with a low status who suffers from white-eyed disdain and hunger, coldness and warmth but yearning to eat fish.

But every night when the bonfire was lit, they sat next to each other by the fire.

Every night in the cold field, they hug each other in the quilt and fall asleep.

It is actually getting along harmoniously and intimately, love is better than relatives.

It was also during this short but extremely relaxing journey that both Luo Xiu and Xiao Yu shared their own stories and troubles with each other.

Therefore, Xiaoyu knew the secret of Luo Xiuchun Baihan Palace.

She even joked about whether Sister Xiu'er would encounter the bloody plot in the storybook, where the real man was fatally injured and needed her to save her life...

It's just that the second daughter was just laughing, cursing and playing around, but now it seems that the words have come true, and the second daughter is silent.

At this moment, Zhao Rong, who had been in a coma, suddenly groaned in pain, the voice was weak, but it made Luo Xiu's nervous body tremble.

Fortunately, there was nothing serious, and then Zhao Rong became silent again, his weak breathing became much more stable, and Luo Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at Zhao Rong's scorched face, and frowned slightly, wondering if he was dreaming, or what in the dream.

Luo Xiu stretched out his hand, pursed his lips, and carefully smoothed the frowning eyebrows with his fingertips.

In fact, she always thought that the most beautiful part of his face was his lips and eyebrows, which were very heroic.

The woman wanted to tell him all the time, but she didn't open her mouth until she left, probably because she felt that the words were a bit misleading.

But now goodbye, the young master's eyebrows and lips have been ruined.

On the day of the good-bye, I will come to a realization.

Just when Xiaoyu waited for a long time and thought that sister Xiu'er would not answer.

"Is there anything worthwhile?"

Luo Xiu lowered her head and said, she gently wiped Zhao Rong's flesh-colored lips with a handkerchief, which had been burnt to some kind of pink.

Xiaoyu grabbed sister Xiu'er's hand, and said with a straight face: "But, this is your first time, and it is also the most important chastity for a divorced girl."

She nodded earnestly and said: "I took a closer look. Mr. Zhao's physique is different from ordinary martial arts. The vitality in his body is weak but very tenacious. His breath will not be broken. His injuries have been stabilized, and his life is safe, and there is plenty of spiritual energy here. , we will take good care of him and give him the elixir to let him recover slowly, which is the safest way."

Xiaoyu paused, and continued: "This can be regarded as our best effort, and we have done our utmost duty." No affection was mentioned.

In the past, Xiaoyu, who was often taught and admonished by Luo Xiu, turned around today, and the little girl persuaded sister Xiu'er with reason.

However, Luo Xiu shook his head.

Xiaoyu was a little anxious, "Sister Xiu'er, it's really not the case. Mr. Zhao's situation is not really like the one in the novel where his life hangs by a thread. You must sacrifice your life to survive."

Luo Xiu lowered his head and asked, "Then what about the hidden wounds that hinder his way, what about his indispensible posture and arms as a Confucian scholar..."

It's like asking Xiaoyu, but also like asking herself.

Xiaoyu was silent.

This is indeed what she didn't say on purpose, and she didn't want Sister Xiu'er to feel guilty.

The little girl lowered her head and pulled the corner of her clothes, then took out her small handkerchief and handed it to Luo Xiu, who took it and continued to wipe Zhao Rong's face.

The champagne in her hand had been wiped dirty.

Xiaoyu looked up at Luo Xiu, and didn't continue to argue about "there is no shortage of rare treasures on the mountain", "after Mr. Zhao recovers, he can take a long-term plan to eliminate hidden injuries and disfigurement disabilities"...

She also calmed down, shook her head and said to Luo Xiu:
"Sister Xiuer, Xiaoyu won't persuade you anymore, but there are some things I have to tell you. After you consider these things, you can make a decision. At that time, Xiaoyu will fully support your choice."

"it is good."

Xiaoyu looked at the quaint ruins outside, and first said: "Have you ever considered, what will happen to 'Wang' if she finds out that you have lost the precious Pure White Cold Palace?"

Without raising her sleeves, Luo said softly: "Xiaoyu, you forgot the reason why we went to the Moon Palace with this nobleman... I didn't want to stay long. Okay, I'm just afraid of hurting you..."

Xiaoyu shook his head and interrupted: "I will go with you, I will go wherever Xiuer goes, until I am able to repay my kindness, and then I will go back to Quezhou. Before that, I will follow Sister Xiuer."

Luo Xiu smiled.

Xiaoyu didn't give her time to relax, and said again: "Sister Xiuer, I haven't finished yet. I know you want to repay Mr. Zhao's kindness, but when it comes to this kind of matter, except for Mr. Zhao who can't answer, you You have to think about yourself too."

"What do you think about yourself...?"

The woman's tone was calm, but her fingers trembled a little.

Xiaoyu shook his head, "If that benefactor or other women around Mr. Zhao also have a pure white cold palace and choose to do this, I will definitely not ask this question, but sister Xiu'er... Mr. Zhao has already burned like this, He is unconscious and has no feeling, but you are very conscious, and you have to bear... a lot of discomfort and pain."

Luo Xiu was silent.

That woman never dreamed of the beauty of the first time when she was a girl, and she didn't want the man she committed herself to be handsome, at least he had to be good-looking in her eyes, right?Make the first time perfect, give each other joy, and have no regrets.

But now in front of her...

Xiaoyu's handkerchief in Luoxiu's hand was dirty again.

The wound on his face was too serious, with too much blood stains, and there were some cracks where the bones below could be seen.

But she was persistent in wiping Zhao Rong's face clean, wanting to...wipe some of his old facial features.

But these were in vain.

It was a face so disfigured that it was beyond recognition.

For a moment, Luo Xiu couldn't restrain some confusion in his mind.

Is this him... is this still him?This is still the Mr. Zhao she remembered.

In other words, the person she was willing to dedicate her life to help was the unrestrained and interesting Mr. Zhao back then, or the disfigured and inhuman Mr. Zhao in front of her.

There seems to be no difference between the two, they are both one person, but sometimes for women, the difference is very big.

For example... Do you like his skin, or are you completely attracted by his interesting soul?

The handkerchief slipped from the woman's trembling fingertips.

It fell on Zhao Rong's face.

For a moment, it covered up this unbearable appearance.

Xiaoyu was talking to herself, but her voice gradually became weaker, "Sister Xiuer, although I am still young, I don't know much about this kind of thing, but I have lived in Zuixianlou since I was a child, so I... know a little bit, Once when I was delivering water to a certain room, I lowered my head and went in to take a look... Isn’t it just being oppressed and bullied by men, and I don’t know why these men like to press our women, and they can’t even cry out in pain.”

The little girl who thought she understood but didn't understand at all frowned: "Besides, I have served those sisters who pick up guests, and they always like to discuss in private the beauty and ugliness of the guests and their abilities that I don't understand. The young and handsome guest entered the room and pressed him, um, yes..."

She blushed, and said softly, "Sister Xiuer, it seems to be the same if you want to use your Pure White Cold Palace, but Mr. Zhao is already unconscious, so how can you suppress you? It seems that the ceremony of Duke Zhou cannot be completed. No, or forget it."

After Xiaoyu finished speaking, she waited for a while, but Luo Xiu didn't respond. The little girl looked up, but saw that Luo Xiu was a little strange at this moment.

She lowered her head and silently looked at Mr. Zhao's covered face below, unable to see his expression clearly.

Xiaoyu called softly, "Sister Xiu'er."

At this moment, the handkerchief that covered Zhao Rong's disfigured face was picked up by one hand, revealing his face below again.

Luo Xiu gently held the handkerchief, and continued to gently wipe the eyebrows and lips for the young master.

She already had an answer for herself.

Then... Luo Xiu raised her chin coldly and arrogantly:

"Giving him the pure white cold palace has nothing to do with him. This is my own choice, sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, love and hate as you please, regardless of his appearance."

Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, looking at the very chivalrous and bold Sister Xiu'er.

He also remembered the heroic Suxin's back that night when Luo Xiu led her away in Xingzi Town.

It was also the red dress at the time.

Luo Xiu, with a proud and straightforward tone and a different feeling in his heart, looked sideways slightly, avoiding the little girl's staring eyes.

After a while, Xiaoyu muttered, "Why is Sister Xiuer still so handsome?" Bian's face became serious, and he nodded at her, saying no more.

Xiaoyu turned around and ran towards the door, "Sister Xiuer, I support your choice, I will watch the door for you, come on, we must rescue Mr. Zhao!"

this girl.

The corner of Luo Xiu's lips tugged slightly, "No peeking."

Xiaoyu tilted his foot and almost staggered, "..."

Apparently, Sister Xiu'er seems to have remembered her "black history" of sneaking at the guests of Zuixianlou.

"Didn't you just get distracted and didn't listen..."

Xiaoyu muttered something, nodded like pecking rice, and wanted to leave.

Luo Xiu: "In addition..."

The little girl turned around curiously.

The woman in the red dress standing in the coffin held her head lightly, and said crisply, "I'm the one who suppressed him."

The tone is arrogant.

At the door, the little girl froze.

Shouldn't it be done by being suppressed? Why is Sister Xiu'er suppressing Mr. Zhao?
Xiaoyu, who only knows a little bit, always feels that something is wrong, and there is a huge conflict with her simple cognition... Well, what is wrong? It's strange.

She walked away with a lot of doubts hidden in her little head, closed the door of the palace, and let Sister Xiu'er feel at ease. It's not right to suppress people, save people!

Xiaoyu nodded and looked at the door seriously.

Silence was restored in the hall.

Luo Xiu retracted his gaze.

Her dress was as red as a wedding gown, and she looked up at the starry sky above her head, her eyes had a strange brilliance.

"My lord, you're being polite here. I'm an innocent woman, and I only entrust my beloved."

A woman suddenly said.

She took out a flawless Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower.

Bite your finger and bleed.

The blood dripped across the petals without any stain, and the petals were still white.

Is a pure virgin.

"My lord, shut up, don't coax me with sweet words."

Luo Xiu tilted his ears slightly, as if he was listening to something, the corners of his lips were raised.

"Young master let go, don't be so frivolous."

The woman smiled, lightly untied Luo Chang, and the red wedding dress slid down from her delicate and round shoulders.

The hall was extremely quiet, and she was the only one standing alone, talking to herself a little strangely.

At this time, another picture scroll was added to the hall, and it was a somewhat familiar minimalist blank structure. Gong Yili seems to be inhabited by a holy goddess.

"My lord, stop..."

The woman bent over, raised her legs, and knelt on both sides of Zhao Rong's body, sitting on his body.

"My lord, don't go too far..."

A jade hand tore off the tattered and torn Confucian shirt below which had been burned by the flames.

"Son..."

She reached out and gently stroked Zhao Rong's charred face, and carefully rubbed his eyebrows and eyes without eyebrows and eyelashes with her fingertips.

The woman looked at him with gentle eyes.

She suddenly became a little shy, her eyes avoided like a deer, and she whispered:

"Young master...kiss me."

The woman held this sleeping 'terrified' face with both hands, and she didn't care, she lowered her head shyly and kissed his two lips that didn't look like lips...

The little face turned redder.

a long time.

She raised her head, and there was blood between her lips and teeth.

The woman's throat swelled slightly, and she swallowed the blood stained in her mouth.

Biting her red lip, panting slightly, breathing in the air for a while.

"Son!"

She let out an emotional cry, and couldn't help lowering her head, pecking his brows and eyes continuously with her blood red lips, the brows and eyes that she also likes now.

And then.

Luo Xiu straightened up, and licked the red lips that were dyed black with her pink tongue, her mouth was full of the smell of his charred flesh.

At this time, her black hair was draped over her snow-white and clean beautiful back.

The whole body is as white as the heavy snow in early winter.

It was in stark contrast to Zhao Rong, who was covered in black scorched blood below.

Finally, inside the dragon coffin, the 'snow-white woman' stared at the 'black man' with dazed eyes:
"Young master... don't let me down."

boom -

The mechanism of the dragon coffin was activated, and the lid was slowly closed.

The scene inside the coffin and the movement of the woman's tender body after she fell down were covered, but before the coffin lid was completely closed seamlessly, "Yeah...you are bullying me!"

"..."

The thick dragon coffin blocked all sounds, and the hall was quiet again...

……

Gui has actually been awake for a while.

It's just that the state is a little weak.

The sword it borrowed from 'Fuya' to slay the dragon consumes the soul power that the sword spirit has finally accumulated.

But even though he was flustered and in a depressed state, he still heard all the conversation between Luo Xiu and Xiaoyu just now.

Gui recognized Luo Xiu as the interesting divorced girl who was "released" by Zhao Rong that night in Xingzi Town.

And it has part of the medicinal power of the pure white cold palace, one of the top ten sacred furnaces.

So the sword spirit remembers her very clearly, and even planned to instigate Zhao Rong to raise this divorced girl, obtain the pure white cold palace, and then go back to cooperate with her memory, which can instantly enhance the host's cultivation talent when she is dying The rebellious medicine.

It is matched with the pure white cold palace that can "resurrect with full blood", it is simply exquisite.

It's a pity that a certain idiot let Luo Xiu go.

However, the pure white cold palace blood of this Li Nu seems to be not very pure, and the medicinal power cannot reach the integrity of the legendary pure white cold palace, and it cannot repair the broken dantian, damaged spiritual platform and heart lake. medicine.

So after all, I didn't regret it for too long. I scolded someone and threw it behind me.

It's just that it never expected that it would meet this interesting divorced girl again in the imperial mausoleum today, and someone was also seriously injured and dying.

"As expected of you, Zhao Rong, Peach Blossom Fortune would like to call you the strongest sword master of all generations. Oh, no wonder you brat is going to change your name to Peach Blossom Sword Master every day, and you will commit crimes against Peach Blossom forever, right?"

In the heart lake, the figure of the purple-clothed sword spirit was illusory, and he complained in a depressed state.

But it didn't admire Zhao Rong for taking a long time to catch big fish.

because……

"If you fucking listened to Zhao Qian'er earlier, you'd be done with picking up her pure white cold palace in Xingzi Town. Maybe you could use it as a trump card when you fought with that old beast before. You can resurrect once with full blood. It won't be as embarrassing as it is now, sprinkle some cumin and chili on the flesh, you can serve it as barbecue..."

Sword Spirit was tired, and couldn't complain about someone anymore.

But right now, when it saw that the woman outside seemed to take the initiative to deliver food... no, it was delivered to the Pure White Cold Palace, and the sword spirit immediately cheered up.

"No way, Zhao Rong has been burnt like this, so you don't dislike it? Are you going to go up?"

Gui didn't understand, but was greatly shocked.

"Really, I don't know what's so good about this guy, let you girls all..." It said so, but the soul power and consciousness that had just recovered a little sneaked out of the brow chakra, look out.

Gui felt that it was very obliged to guard the sword master when he was unconscious.

But in the next second, Gui, who was nodding secretly, was slightly moved by his dedication, and suddenly withdrew his soul power and consciousness.

Like a frightened deer.

Because it saw the dark coffin again, the ferocious dragon that had been beheaded by it in Xinyuan reappeared.

"...???"

Is it in this river?

But soon, the cursing purple-clothed sword spirit came to his senses.

"Wait, I understand a little bit. The power of these evil dragons comes from dragon energy and desire. They eat the desire and evil thoughts in the dragon energy and the negative emotions in Zhao Rong's heart, so."

Therefore, the magic dragon that was born in Xinyuan not long ago gave Zhao Rong powerful physical strength in all aspects.

It is all aspects!

Therefore, negative emotions affected the physical body, but at that time Zhao Rong was fighting Qin Jianfu in a desperate situation, and his heart was filled with killing and he didn't have the heart to take care of these.

Sword Spirit couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

So in short, the dragon is dead, but not completely dead.

The ferocious dragon that ate the evil dragon in the heart lake has been killed by Zhao Rong, and now there is another dragon resurrected outside.

"..."

It feels that it can't kill the remaining one, this master of swordsmanship doesn't know it, well, it's because this master is too weak, let the heroine do it.

Hearing the movement outside Jingxinhu, the purple-clothed sword spirit nodded with a serious expression, and then went out to observe and study with his spiritual consciousness.

a long time.

In the heart lake, the purple-clothed sword spirit is watching a fierce battle with sideways eyes with the mentality of learning swordsmanship. Well, it is anxiety in various senses.

It sighed softly: "I didn't expect it to be able to do it even if it was burnt. It is indeed you, Peach Blossom Sword Master." The sword spirit admired it very much.

At this time, Luo Xiunuo was secretly confronting the new dragon.

Peach Blossom Sword Master is in a coma and can only provide spiritual support to the heroine.

But the heroine is brave and resolute, and vows to subdue the dragon and rescue the Peach Blossom Sword Master.

The magic dragon raised its head and rushed towards it suddenly.

The woman leaped, turned her body up, and rode on the back of this magic dragon first, condescending, riding on her back to fight, gaining the upper hand, while maintaining her momentum!
Suppress this unruly dragon.

It's just that the dragon is cunning, it seems that there are many barbs and bumps on the dragon's back, like sawtooth.

Ordinary people are difficult to control.

"Why so vicious."

The woman's complexion became a little heavy, and she felt that it was time to use her secret trick.

With a decision in her heart, she secretly gritted her teeth to hold back the pain and resigned.

The magic dragon thought he had let her beg for mercy, so he became more and more arrogant and was instructed and supported, thinking that the world is so big, where can he go?The little chivalrous woman still wants to trap it?It rushed straight to the broad avenue that it didn't know about, how could it know that the righteous chivalrous woman was very cunning, and what awaited it was the tragic fate of being beheaded!
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PS: It's a bit late... [-] words are here!The two-in-one big chapter adds more to the "|Wei, Lai|" good brother leader!

Ahem, it’s not short, and there are many good brothers who have given rewards and support, Xiaorong will thank you one by one in the future!Especially brother 'Book Friends 2017...7484', it's too fierce, Xiao Rong is afraid...

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