Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 1803 Fishing
Xie Fu was angry: "Do you know how much trouble you will bring me?"

Li Huirong asked frivolously: "How big of a trouble is it?"

Xie Fu said in a deep voice: "Very big!"

Li Huirong said "oh" and pointed at Xie Fu with a smile: "You want to eat but don't want to get involved in the scandal."

Xie Fu glared at her and sat down again.

Li Huirong came closer and smiled: "Now you are not jealous anymore, right? You feel relieved now."

To be honest, she really guessed it right. It was like a thorn in his heart was suddenly pulled out. Xie Fu smiled helplessly.

Li Huirong said softly: "I am really happy that you were jealous of me just now. It turns out that I also like men to be jealous of me."

These are clearly the words of a woman. Only in front of Xie Fu is Li Huirong willing to admit that she is a woman.

Xie Fu said coldly: "Who is jealous of you?"

Li Huirong chuckled: "It's a shame to save face."

Xie Fu couldn't help but be fascinated by the feminine demeanor she inadvertently revealed, but Li Huirong suddenly changed her expression: "Don't look at me like that!"

Outside, Bai Yue and Xue Yu looked at Wang Yuwo, who was dressed as a man, and said, "Wangge, this should be the first time we fight side by side."

Wang Yuwo didn't waste any words, and glanced at Gebala: "Leave this old man to me."

With the help of Wange, the battle was fought with four against three. Xue Yu said loudly: "Master Lin."

The five of them attacked at the same time. Bai Yue attacked Guifang clan, while Xue Yu and Lin Dingbo joined forces to attack Wuspu.

Only Wang Yuwo and Gebala stood still. Gebala was a man of literature, and although he could not fly, the skills of martial artists could not do anything to him.

Gebala said, "Are you Autumn Rain Elegy?"

Wang Yuwo smiled: "What do you think?"

"Can you please show your true face to me, so that I can remember you in the future?"

"It is still unknown whether the Imperial Master can return to Xirong alive?"

"What if I make it back alive?"

"How about this, please listen to my song, Master. If you can listen to the whole song, I will show you my true face."

Gebala asked with a smile: "Is that all?"

Wang Yuwo said with a smile: "Just consider it as my loss. Let's stop fighting tonight and not interfere anymore."

Gebala said: "I have another request. If I can listen to the whole song, you must protect me and let me leave safely."

Wang Yuwo chuckled: "Okay." She looked like a man at the moment, and her charming face made her even more seductive, making it difficult to tell whether she was a man or a woman.

Gebala was the national teacher of a country and often represented Xirong in public. He slowly raised his hand, signaling Wang Yuwo that he could begin.

He had just witnessed the wonders of elegy. Her elegy went straight into people's hearts silently. It was impossible to block it out. One could only listen and accept it.

However, he is a person of literature, and his practice focuses on the mind. His mind can communicate with heaven and earth, and he can draw the power of heaven and earth for his own use. Compared with people of martial arts, the difference is like a drop of water compared to the world.

The elegy just now made most people fall asleep, and those with profound martial arts skills had a hard time resisting. Only he enjoyed the beautiful song.

Wang Yuwo sat cross-legged on the snow, placed the zither on her knees, and stroked the zither with her slender fingers. Her graceful posture was enough to touch anyone's heartstrings.

Xie Fu couldn't help but think of the elegy she sang the day before. He pricked up his ears and listened, but there was no sound in his ears, and there was no sound in his heart either.

Obviously, this elegy was directed at Gebala, and only Gebala could hear it.

Gebala knew that his barrier mantra and protective mantra could not stop the invasion of the elegy, so he simply let down his guard and listened with his mind.

It was such a beautiful song, so beautiful that he couldn't help but think of the past before he embarked on the path of literature.

That day, he devoted himself to literature and Taoism, cut off worldly troubles, and bid farewell to his wife.

That night, the night was dark and everything was already asleep.

He sat cross-legged in meditation, feeling the heaven and earth for the first time, enjoying the wonder of literature and Taoism, without worries, regrets, love or hate, and with a light, peaceful and auspicious body and mind.

A faint breeze blew into the room, and he realized that his wife had come.

He was thinking about saying goodbye to her, why did she chase him here? Just as he was thinking about it, someone came and hugged her from behind. The soft and warm body and the familiar smell, it was his wife.

The veil fluttered on his cheek, making his heart warm. The Wen Dao who had just been carefree, without regrets, without love or hatred, miraculously disappeared and could never be found again.

This made Gebala a little angry. Now his wife had become a stumbling block in his path to the truth, and he was about to push her away coldly.

A cry was heard, but it softened his heart.

His wife walked around to him. Her fair skin and red lips were still beautiful. Gebala had long since mastered the art of not being tempted by beauty, but...

But his wife's red eyes and tears in the corners of her eyes made him feel pity for her.

Although he had cut off any relationship between men and women, he was still a human being with compassion. He reached out his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his wife's eyes, but said nothing.

This action made his wife throw herself into his arms, but Gebala remained as calm as a rock and raised his hand to gently push his wife away.

The wife pleaded with him: I am so cold, I just want to hug you to warm myself up again.

Gebala compromised again and let her hug him for a while, but she would never be able to hug him again for the rest of her life.

He looked into his wife's eyes that were full of love and tears, and his heart softened once again.

The wife begged again: Can you kiss me again?

Gebala agreed. This was the last time, and he would agree to anything she asked for.

He kissed his wife, and the tears from the corners of her eyes slid down to her cheeks, and suddenly her cheeks turned red.

The wife blushed and said: I kiss you too.

Gebala agreed silently, and then his wife kissed his face and lips...

Gebala felt as if she had turned into a snake, winding around his body, with her scarlet tongue hooking his mouth and his heart.

Gebala's heart became hot, full of fire. He still remembered the promise he had just made in his heart - the last time.

He threw himself into it without hesitation...

Suddenly he discovered that his wife's face had changed from sadness to an evil and lewd smile. He was shocked and was about to break free, but he had already been trapped in this bizarre happiness, unable to extricate himself physically and mentally...

He watched helplessly as his wife took away everything from him, causing all his lifelong cultivation in literature and Taoism to go to waste...

Xie Fu watched as Gebala's face became painful and tangled, with sweat pouring down his face. Such an expression should not appear on the face of a great Xuan-level master of literature.

Looking at the person playing the piano again, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a slight sly smile at the corners of his lips under his charming face.

Obviously, there are clear advantages and disadvantages.

Li Huirong said: "This is Wange's most powerful killer move. A person's greatest enemy is himself. Very few people can defeat themselves."

Xie Fu smiled and said, "If I were Gebala now, I would definitely die." Li Huirong looked at Xie Fu and said, "Maybe, maybe you should find a chance to kill her."

Li Huirong suddenly became worried again. Her original intention was to use Xie Fu to control Wang Yuwo, but now Wang Yuwo's ​​most powerful killer move was Xie Fu's biggest weakness.

But Xie Fu said: "Why should people defeat themselves? All emotions are from themselves. If you say it's a contradiction, where does the contradiction come from? It's just given by people and imposed by others. Just like good and evil, they are all born from the human heart."

He laughed and said, "If I love, I love. If I can't love, I will endure. Bitterness is also a kind of taste. It will be sweet in the future. Isn't it more precious?"

Wu Si Pu originally wanted to find and capture the two people with his toughness, but unexpectedly, Lin Dingbo and Xue Yu were also tough and fierce.

Lin Dingbo has mastered the family's magical skills and is immortal. He is not afraid of getting injured and fights him head-on. When he is about to defeat Lin Dingbo, Xue Yu's pardon book and strange poem come to the rescue again and again.

So far, he has not figured out the mystery behind Xue Yu's pardon letter and strange verse.

The outcome of this battle will take at least until dawn.

Suddenly I found that Gebala was struggling hard. The situation was not good. I was secretly shocked. If I let this Elegy free his hands, even a master of literature and Taoism like Gebala would not be able to resist him. I would definitely be defeated if I were to fight three people alone.

He made a prompt decision and could not delay any longer. He said in a loud voice: "Mr. Guifang, give me the Yanshan Ji knife."

Gui Fang, who was fighting fiercely with Bai Yue, heard the voice and responded: "What!"

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Wusupu didn't care whether Guifang was willing or not. He raised his hand, and the Yanshan Ji knife forcibly flew out of Guifang's hand and into Wusupu's hand.

The moment Wu Si Pu got the Yan Shan Ji Dao, his evil form appeared and an evil aura rose into the sky.

This is a powerful force, but because we feel the horror and destruction within it, we label it evil.

Guifang was greatly surprised. He did not have the Yanshanji sword in his hand, and his concentration was distracted, so Bai Yue found an opportunity and slapped the enactment letter on Guifang's chest.

Gui Fang fell to the ground and vomited blood. His veins were all broken. He felt that the Yanshan Ji sword had become very different. He said to Wu Sipu who had revealed his evil form, "So you are the owner of this Yanshan Ji sword?"

Wu Si Pu said lightly: "Your uncle Gui Fang Huo is my friend. He once secretly asked me to take care of you. I saw that you were arrogant and looked down on others. I knew that you would be in trouble, so I gave you this Yan Shan Ji knife to protect yourself, so that you would not be easily killed by others."

Guifang smiled with relief: "If I can see the true appearance of this magical weapon in my lifetime, I will die without regrets..." After that, he closed his eyes and died.

After Bai Yue killed Gui Fang, he came to Xue Yu, and the three of them looked at Wu Su Pu with awe.

With three against one, they should have had a better chance of winning, but the three men's expressions became more serious as they could feel the murderous aura emanating from the Yan Shan Ji Dao in Uspu's hands.

Wu Si Pu wasted no time: "You three will die!"

This was not an empty remark, because the three of them immediately felt the terrifying threat of murderous intent.

There was no need to say hello, the three of them knew they had to give it their all to work together to block this attack.

When the two sides clashed with each other, Lin Dingbo, who had cultivated an immortal body, felt his blood churning and his meridians were about to break. Bai Yue and Xue Yu were protected by their special talents, so their situation was slightly better, but they felt as if they could not catch their breath.

The three men managed to block this murderous attack, but Uspu did not give them a chance to catch their breath before striking again.

This blow caused Lin Dingbo to fall to the ground, his body was cracked like a rock, with turtle-like cracks and visible blood vessels.

Bai Yue and Xue Yu both looked pale, obviously injured. Wu Su Pu struck them again, and they both fell to the ground, seriously injured.

Miss, there are no big fish anymore, and even if there are, you can’t catch them.

Wu Si Pu was like a god descending from heaven, and delivered the final blow: "Die!"

If Xie Fu didn't take action now, when would he take action? He flashed in front of the three people and used the Thunder God's Martial Killing to meet the murderous attack from the ground.

He is no longer the Xie Fu of the past. He no longer needs to risk rupturing his meridians. Lei Yuanzong's ultimate move is full of murderous power.

The one who was defeated was actually Uspu. Uspu was stunned on the spot. There was also a master of Taoism!

Lin Dingbo blurted out in surprise: "Thunder God Wusha!"

It was Xie Fu who came. Although Xie Fu had not yet entered the Dao, he was the one who had defeated the great master Yun Ruoshui!

Wu Si Pu listened to the words "Thunder God Wu Sha" and calmed down: "Could it be that you are Feng Tianbai?"

Facing Wu Si Pu, who looked like a world-destroying devil, Xie Fu smiled faintly: "I am just a nobody, how dare I compare myself with Master Feng, a great master."

In Xie Fu's heart, he still respects Feng Tianbai very much, and his Wuwu Book was generously taught by Feng Tianbai, so Feng Tianbai can be regarded as half his master.

Wu Si Pu said in a deep voice: "If you are unwilling to reveal my name, then I will teach you."

As he spoke, his momentum increased, and the Yanshanji knife in his hand exuded a terrifying aura that made one tremble in the soul.

Having been defeated and lying on the ground, the three people were actually worried whether Xie Fu could withstand the opponent's move.

Mortals see mountains as towering, while immortals see them as low and low. Xie Fu smiled and said, "Well, I advise you to surrender."

"Uspu!" Uspu's voice was filled with displeasure, and he felt that he was being looked down upon by the other party.

"Uspu, I advise you to surrender and not share the same fate as that sword god."

When Wu Si Pu heard Xie Fu mention Yi Dao Shen, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he said in a deep voice: "What is Yi Dao Shen's fate?"

"The sword god overestimated his own abilities and left behind an arm."

Wu Si Pu's eyes became more shocked, and he said in a deep voice: "Then I will see with my own eyes tonight whether you have the ability to do this."

He chopped down with a knife full of murderous intent, and the Yanshanji knife in his hand was like a bright moon on the ground, shining like water.

This sword is more powerful than the previous four swords, and it is also more powerful than the Sword God. I am afraid it is Wu Sipu's ultimate move.

Lin Dingbo fought with his immortal body, and fell so miserably. He said loudly: "Sir, you must not..."

The sound of speech was not as fast as the knife. Before he could finish his words, Wu Sipu had already slashed down with his knife. A ball of silver light appeared in front of Xie Fu, reflecting the white snow. It was Kunwu who came as fast as lightning.

Although the Kunwu sword is not as powerful as the evil sword blessed by the gods, it is a magic weapon in Xie Fu's hands. Xie Fu swung the sword like splitting a river, and a light curtain made of silver light appeared out of thin air, which hit Wusupu like a thousand arrows.

Xue Yu was horrified. If Xie Fu had not done this just now, and had taken this brilliant blow like the bright moon on the ground, they would have been affected and killed by now.

Indeed, Xie Fu couldn't ignore the safety of the three people behind him just to kill the enemy, so he adopted a comprehensive defense.

Although it is defense, it is more difficult than dodging and meeting the attack head-on.

This is like a mad bull rushing into a crowd. It is easy for an individual to avoid the mad bull, and it is also not difficult to find an opportunity to kill the bull. However, it is much more difficult to catch the bull's horns with bare hands and pin the bull to the ground so as not to hurt the group of people.

Seeing that Wu Si Pu's attack was ineffective and he was actually flying high into the sky to escape, Lin Dingbo suddenly realized: "Sir, don't let him get here."

It turned out that Wu Si Pu was attacking to retreat. After Xie Fu said the three words "God of Swords", Wu Si Pu became timid and planned to retreat safely. He was a businessman and would assess the risks before doing anything and would never do business at a loss.

"Leave an arm!"

Xie Fu pointed the Kunwu in his hand, and the sword energy flew towards Wusupu like a meteor. A figure appeared in the air like a black dragon, blocking the attack from a distance for Wusupu. The weapon was destroyed and the man died on the spot.

It was none other than Long, the master beside Wusupu. Wusupu had been hiding himself, and all matters of fighting were handled by this master, who was responsible for both killing and protection, and was a top-level master of the second rank.

However, such a top second-grade master could not block Xie Fu's sword from the air.

Xie Fu said in a deep voice: "If I tell you to keep one arm, then..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a murderous aura descending from the sky, heading towards Wang Yuwo who was playing the piano. Xie Fu swung his sword in the air, and the sword energy was like lightning towards the direction where the murderous aura came from, but this sword energy was defeated by the opponent.

Xie Fu was surprised, master!
The masters that Xie Fu considers are different from the masters mentioned by Bai Yue and Xue Yu. Those who are considered masters by Xie Fu are people like Xu Ge and Wei Wushi.